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๐‘จ๐’๐’ ๐’€๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ญ๐’‚๐’—๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’•๐’†๐’” ๐‘ฐ๐’ ๐‘ถ๐’๐’† ๐‘ท๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†
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๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐ต๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘‡๐‘œ ๐‘€๐‘’
โ”Šโœง ๐š†๐šŽ๐š•๐š•, ๐š๐š˜๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐š–๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿพ๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŠ๐š›๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š–๐šข ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐š–๐š‹ ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šก๐š’๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š‘๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šข...
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๐‘จ๐’๐’ ๐’€๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ญ๐’‚๐’—๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’•๐’†๐’” ๐‘ฐ๐’ ๐‘ถ๐’๐’† ๐‘ท๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐Œ๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”+
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐Ÿฉท. โ”Š ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’‡๐’‡
๐Ÿ’™. โ”Š ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’”๐’•
โค๏ธ. โ”Š ๐’”๐’Ž๐’–๐’•
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โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐™ณ๐™ฒ ๐™ด๐šก๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š„๐š—๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ
๐Ÿฉท. โ”Š Cockroach: Orm Marius x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐™ฐ๐š•๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š•๐šŠ๐š—๐š
๐Ÿ’™. โ”Š Hide Well, Little Sheep: Daikichi Karube x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐šƒ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š†๐š˜๐š•๐š
๐Ÿฉท. โ”Š The Night We Met: Jordan Parrish x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‚๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŠ ๐™ฒ๐š•๐šŠ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ
๐Ÿฉท. โ”Š See You Again: Bernard the Elf x OC
๐Ÿฉท. โ”Š Maybe the North Pole Isn't So Bad: Bernard the Elf x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฑ๐š•๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐™ฟ๐š‘๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ
๐Ÿ’™. โ”Š The Second Sunday of April: Vance Hopper x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐š†๐š‘๐šข
โค๏ธ. โ”Š Feels Like the First Time: Cyrus Walker x OC
๐Ÿ’™. โ”Š Two Pink Lines: Marcus Cole x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š› ๐šƒ๐š›๐š’๐š•๐š˜๐š๐šข
๐Ÿ’™. โ”Š Now or Never: Winston x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š• ๐™ฒ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š„๐š—๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ
๐Ÿฉท. โ”Š Dog Days Are Over: Adam Warlock x OC
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
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๐ผ๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘ƒ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’ ๐‘€๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘กโ„Ž
โ”Šโœง ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐šœ ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ,, ๐š’๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข -- ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ,, ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š && ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šข ๐š™๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐ŸŒˆ
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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โœง. โ”Š ๐’‰๐’Š ๐’‚๐’๐’ !! ๐’”๐’ ,, ๐’Š ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’…๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’Œ๐’-๐’‡๐’Š ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’๐’” !! ๐’Š ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‚๐’ ๐’†๐’•๐’”๐’š ,, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’…๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’“ !! ๐’Š ๐’‚๐’Ž ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’–๐’ƒ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’Š๐’‘๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’” ,, ๐’Š๐’• ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’๐’†๐’๐’š ๐’๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’”๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’“๐’†๐’’๐’–๐’†๐’”๐’•๐’” ,, ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’„๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’” ,, ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’‡๐’Š๐’„ ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’•๐’” ,, ๐’†๐’•๐’„ ...
โœง. โ”Š ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’™๐’™
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐ต๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘‡๐‘œ ๐‘€๐‘’
โ”Šโœง ๐š†๐šŽ๐š•๐š•, ๐š๐š˜๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐š–๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฝ๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŠ๐š›๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š–๐šข ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›'๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐š–๐š‹ ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šก๐š’๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š‘๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šข...
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๐ผ๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘ƒ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’ ๐‘€๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘กโ„Ž
โ”Šโœง ๐š›๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐š–๐š‹๐šŽ๐š› ... ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐šœ ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ,, ๐š’๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข -- ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ,, ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š && ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šข ๐š™๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐ŸŒˆ
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โ”Šโœง ๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š– ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š›๐š›๐šข, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š– ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š’๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šž๐šœ. ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—'๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ && ๐™ธ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š” ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‹๐šž๐š›๐š— ๐š˜๐šž๐š. ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”, ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š. ๐™ผ๐šž๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šก๐šก
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“๐–๐€๐˜ ๐“๐๐‘๐ˆ๐‹
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๐ผ ๐ด๐‘š ๐‘‡๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐ด๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘™ ๐‘‚๐‘“๐‘“
โ”Šโœง ๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š™๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐™ธ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šž๐š™๐š•๐š˜๐šŠ๐š ๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š”. ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐™ฐ๐š™๐š›๐š’๐š•, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š™๐š‘๐šข๐šœ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š• ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šœ๐š ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š. ๐™ธ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š–๐šข๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š™ ๐š™๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›. ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šž๐š™๐š•๐š˜๐šŠ๐š๐šœ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐™ธ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›. ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐š˜๐š˜๐š— ๐šก๐šก
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“’๐Ž๐‚๐Š๐‘๐Ž๐€๐‚๐‡
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๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘š ๐‘€๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ข๐‘  ๐‘ฅ ๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ ๐ด๐‘“๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’, ๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘š โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ฅ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐‘™๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘™๐‘’. ๐ด๐‘‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘–๐‘’๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘“๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘™๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘˜ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘ง๐‘’๐‘Ÿ... โž
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๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ฌ
โ€œSo you think this was a good idea?โ€ Adriana asked, glancing at Orm as the two watched Arthur combine both worlds.
โ€œHe knows what he's doingโ€ฆ Even if no one knows it yetโ€ฆโ€ Orm said, taking another bite of his cheeseburger before the girl let out a scoff.
โ€œAre you softening up, Ocean Master?โ€ She teased, gently kicking at Ormโ€™s feet from under the table as the cool summer breeze blew past the two.
Land was differentโ€ฆ of course Adriana had been up here a handful of times with Mera or Arthur, but actually living hereโ€ฆ with Ormโ€ฆ trying to make it a normal, surface dweller life, it was newโ€ฆ
It was niceโ€ฆ
โ€œNot at all.โ€ He hummed, a bit of grease from his burger staining his lips and chin as he smirked causing the aquatic female to smile.
โ€œWipe your face, you're a mess.โ€ Adriana said, handing Orm a napkin before reaching for her drink as a small cockroach crawled past her hand causing her to jump a bit.
Eyes widening, Orm reached out to grab the blattodea before lifting the top bun to his cheeseburger and setting the insect inside as the legs still crawled and wiggled in an attempt to escape.
Watching with awe and confusion, knowing Arthur absolutely had something to do with this, Adriana witnessed Orm bring the burger up to his mouth and take another bite before letting out a content sigh.
โ€œWhat are you doing?โ€ She asked, finally finding herself able to form words from the shock as Orm furrowed his brows.
โ€œHm? I'm eating. What are you doing?โ€ He asked with a full mouth, chewed up mush of cockroach, meat and bread threatening to fall out the side of his mouth before Adriana shook her head.
Sure, a cockroach wasn't much different than a shrimp or crawfish, but she had been on land a few more times more than Orm to know they were not exactly the ideal burger topping.
โ€œApparently watching you eat a cockroachโ€ฆ why?โ€ The girl laughed, still in disbelief as she reached out to lift up the top bun of Ormโ€™s burger to see the roach now headless yet still wiggling.
โ€œThat's a bug. Not really food.โ€ She told him, the aquatic man swallowing before shaking his head.
โ€œNo, Arthur told me it's shrimp or the land.โ€ Orm defended, pulling out the roach before holding it out to Adriana. โ€œMhm, try it. It's really good.โ€
โ€œMaybe if it wasn't just picked up off the ground?โ€ She said, raising an eyebrow at the bug before looking back at Orm.
โ€œI didn't pick it up off the ground, I picked it up off of the table.โ€ He said, once again gesturing to the headless cockroach for his lover to take.
Hesitantly, Adriana reached forward and took the wiggling blattodea from Orm before examining it closely only for her eyes to once again lock on him.
โ€œHave I ever lied to you?โ€ He asked sweetly, Adriana scoffing at his words.
โ€œYes.โ€ She retorted quickly before ultimately bringing the roach to her mouth and taking a bite.
Chewing for a few moments as the shell gave a bit of a crunch on her teeth, the innards mushing inside of her mouth, Adriana eventually hummed at the slightly metallic yet almost shrimp-like taste.
โ€œGood, right?โ€ Orm asked, his lips curling into a smile as he held out his hand expecting for Adriana to give the roach back to him before she nodded and finished the rest.
โ€œMhmโ€ฆโ€ she hummed, not even paying attention to the Atlantean as she licked her fingers clean causing Orm to slowly drop his hand and close his burger with an eye rollโ€ฆ Deep down, though, he couldn't help but smile at the girl sitting across from him eating the cockroach.
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“ค๐๐‹๐Ž๐€๐ƒ ๐“–๐Ž๐€๐‹๐’ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“œ๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡
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๐ด๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ฟ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐พ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘š
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐ท๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘โ„Ž๐‘– ๐พ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ฅ ๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ ๐‘‡๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ต๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’, ๐ด๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ข ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’... ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘š๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ...
๐ถ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘ฅ๐‘ฅ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘”๐‘ ๐‘ก. โž
๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐„๐ƒ ?? ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšซ
๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ฌ
"Arisu! You are a coward!" Karube shouted violently, swinging the ax against the tree as the sharpened end nearly hit Kaki.
Jumping back, she looked at the blonde before taking the weapon from his hand.
"Insulting him won't do anything!" She hissed, tossing the ax aside before stepping closer to her husband.
Not much was said, but Kaki gently trailed her shaky hands up Karube's chest before resting her fingers on the collar. She had accepted her fate the second the wolf was taken from herโ€ฆ
Looking down for a moment, Kaki allowed her hands to drop as she took a hold of Karube's before grazing her finger over his wedding ring.
"Sit with me?" She requested softly, guiding him to the fallen log before helping the blonde sit.
The sudden change in his expression only made it clear that Karube was beginning to accept his fateโ€ฆ If he lived, that would mean both Kaki and his child would dieโ€ฆ
And if she lived, they both knew Kaki would let that Visa expireโ€ฆ
While his hand instantly moved to her abdomen, the slight movement of the life they had in the making caused his heart to wrench as Kaki laid next to the boy.
Using his lap as a pillow, Kaki didn't frown or cryโ€ฆ In fact, she smiled as she looked up at the man she had fallen in love with in preparation of him being the last thing she saw.
"Chota!!! Karube!!! Kaki!!!" Arisu could be heard in the distance, but his cries were drowned out by her thoughts.
"Akioโ€ฆ" Kaki said softly, moving her hand to rest on Karube's.
"Daikichi Akio was what I wanted to name himโ€ฆ" She informed Karube, feeling like he deserved to know after the constant begging.
"Akioโ€ฆ" he repeated, smiling slightly at the nameโ€ฆ
"Karube!!" Arisu cried, this time his voice much louder causing the two to glance over at the frantic boy.
"Behind youโ€ฆ" Karube said, glancing down at Kaki as his eyes locked with hers.
Fiveโ€ฆ
"Arisuโ€ฆ Live on for usโ€ฆ" Chota's voice cracked through the headphones.
Fourโ€ฆ
"You have the best chancesโ€ฆ" Kaki said, not even looking in the direction of the boy as her eyes stayed locked with the teary yet relieved eyes of her husband.
Threeโ€ฆ
"Arisuโ€ฆ" Karube began, a sigh passing his lips as he tightened his grip on Kaki.
Twoโ€ฆ
"Thank youโ€ฆ" He added shortly after, only able to smile as he looked at Kaki.
Oneโ€ฆ
BANG!
The sound was deafening as Arisu was forced to witness two of his three friends fall lifeless in front of him.
Blood covered his face as Arisu stood there in absolute shock before falling to his knees. The feeling was unbearable, world crushing as he screamedโ€ฆ
The sound of Arisu's cries was the only thing that could be heard throughout the entire arena, echoing until his cried turned silentโ€ฆ
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“ค๐๐‹๐Ž๐€๐ƒ ๐“–๐Ž๐€๐‹๐’ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“•๐„๐๐‘๐”๐€๐‘๐˜
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๐ด๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐ต๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘
โ”Šโœง ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š’๐š”๐š’๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’ ๐™บ๐šŠ๐š›๐šž๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™พ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š• ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โœ“
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“ฃ๐‡๐„ ๐“๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐“ฆ๐„ ๐“œ๐„๐“
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๐ฝ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ƒ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž ๐‘ฅ ๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ ๐ด๐‘“๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ'๐‘  ๐‘€๐‘…๐ผ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ'๐‘ , ๐ป๐‘–๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘”๐‘œ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ž ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘†๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž. ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘”๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘“๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ฃ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž...
๐ถ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘๐‘œโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘™ ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’. โž
๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐„๐ƒ ?? ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšซ
๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ฌ
I sat alone at the oak wood bar that my father used to take Stiles and I to, my index finger tracing along the rim of my nearly empty glass of Sprite.
If he has it, I don't know what I'll do... I can't lose my brother the same way I lost my mom. Scott said he'd give Stiles the bite, but what if he reacts the same way I do? What if this whole phoenix thing runs in the family? Derek said it's genetic... The bite could kill him just as easily, right? If he's-
My thoughts were interrupted when a strawberry milkshake was placed in front of me, the bartender giving me a smile. "I didn't order this..." I told him with furrowed brows, sliding the glass back towards him only for the man to give me a grin and point behind me.
To say I was in awe is an understatement... He was fit, tall, with brown hair and green eyes.. I'm a sucker for green eyes. As I went to hand the milkshake off to him, the man finally spoke up.
"It's yours. You looked like you were having a rough night.. And I also noticed you weren't drinking any alcohol so I assumed a milkshake would be a safe bet." The man said as I felt myself at a loss for words. That's when he smiled... that damn smile.. with the white teeth and dimples, he was beyond handsome.
"Do you mind if I sit?" The man asked, a small chuckle passing his lips as it knocked me from my trance.
"Uh- Yeah.. yeah, please.." I told him before pulling the treat closer and taking a sip. "Thank you.. I, um.. I needed this." I said, allowing the awkward silence to sort of greet both of us before ultimately giving in and bringing my hand up to my mouth as my nails found their familiar place between my teeth. Before I knew it, I was chomping down on my nails to ease my nerves when the man gently took my wrist in his hand.
"You shouldn't do that, you know.. you'll end up hurting yourself." He said. "I used to bite my nails, too.. My dad doused my fingers in lemon juice to stop me." The man said with a small chuckle before taking a sip of his beer, ignoring the fact my wrist was still in his hand. My wrist was still in his hand...
"My name is Jordan by the way." He introduced himself, grazing his thumb over the top of my wrist as my heart fluttered. It was almost as if I couldn't speak as I watched his thumb gently trace the small freckles on my wrist before shaking my head and looking up at him.
"U-uh.. Hilde." I told him as my voice cracked slightly. There it was again.. that damn smile.. "Pretty name for a pretty girl." Jordan said, his green eyes flickering down towards my lips briefly.
"You think I'm pretty?" I scoffed slightly as he downed the rest of his beer.
"Gorgeous." Jordan said, scooting closer. Unsure if he was drunk or if he was genuinely flirting, part of me felt like I couldn't pass up this opportunity.
"Do you go to college? What are you studying?" He asked me.
Shit. I can lie, right? I've slept with older guys before...
"Um, law.. law enforcement." I told him, shifting in my seat slightly. That earned an intrigued look from Jordan before his eyes grazed along my body.
"I could see it." He said, his words making my heart skip a beat. "I'd like to learn more about you..." Jordan requested. It was almost like a magnet that pulled the two of us closer, my brown eyes locking on his green ones almost in a challenge.
"Then why don't you?" I asked before pulling him into a deep kiss.
I don't know how it happened, but before I knew it Jordan and I were at his apartment already tearing off each other's clothes before the door was even closed. "Sorry about the mess..." He panted, slipping off his jumper before wrapping his arms around me once more. "I didn't plan on bringing home a pretty girl..." He mumbled, trailing his lips down my neck.
For once my body didn't heat up like it often did, it almost stayed level with Jordan's before I cupped his cheeks and pulled him into another deep kiss.
"I want this..." I told him, making him pull away. There was a relieved and almost happy glint in his green eyes before I was tossed onto his makeshift couch bed, Jordan soon hovering over top of me.
"Good... I do, too." He agreed, delving down to return his lips to mine.
The next morning, I woke up with a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist making me smile as I remembered the night. Turning around I pecked Jordan's lips before his eyes fluttered open.
"Morning..." I whispered, earning a tired and afterglow grin from him.
"Good morning..." He rasped, pulling me tighter into his grasp before pressing his lips to mine once more.
"Mm- I have work, but I could meet you for lunch if you want..?" Jordan offered, breaking the kiss but still leaving our lips close as his brushed against mine when he spoke.
"You mean like a date?" I teased, making him lean back with a chuckle only to then push me onto my back and hover over me once again.
"Yes, like a date." He grinned, brushing his nose against mine before his lips soon attached to my cheeks and neck causing me to laugh before pushing him off.
"Jordan!!" I squealed, finally releasing myself from his grip before giggling as I leaned over the couch to grab a notebook and paper to write down my phone number.
"Text me when and where." I said, handing him the paper only to receive a kiss in return before getting up to get dressed.
Lunch rolled around, and with a few silly texts from Jordan throughout the day Lydia has been on my back about who I've been talking to. I couldn't tell her though... I don't even know if it's going to go anywhere with Jordan.
"I'm going to bring my dad lunch and I'll meet with you guys later." I called out before leaving the loft, unlocking my Volkswagen and heading to pick up something for my dad.
Grabbing the bag from the passenger side, I walked inside the station before seeing Jordan, my heart sinking. It took everything in me not to drop the food as he spotted me, getting up and walking over.
Shit.
"Hey! I didn't think I told you where I worked, did I?" Jordan said, dressed in a full deputy's uniform. "How are you?" Jordan asked, about to press a kiss to my lips before my dad opened the door to his office making me snap out of my stunned expression and jump away from Jordan before he could.
Shit.
"Dad! Hey, I brought you lunch!" I said, seeing the color drain from Jordan's face.
"It's not salad, is it?" My dad asked, taking the bag from me.
"Open it up and find out." I teased, trying to lighten the tension as I glanced over at the obviously stressed out deputy.
"Hilde, have you met my new deputy Jordan Parrish?" My dad asked, pulling a fry from his bag before eating it.
"Yep." I said, glancing over at my father's newest employee to see his pure shocked expression. "Sure have..."
Shit.
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“—๐€๐๐๐˜ ๐“๐„๐– ๐“จ๐„๐€๐‘
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โœง. โ”Š ๐™—๐™š ๐™จ๐™–๐™›๐™š
โœง. โ”Š ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™™๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™  && ๐™™๐™ง๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š
โœง. โ”Š ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฌ ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ค ๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ โค๏ธ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
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โƒ โ†ท หŠ- ๐š ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž ... ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ง ๐ž๐ง๐ ,, ๐ข ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ && ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ... ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ,, ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ,, ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ,, ๐ข ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ... ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐š ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž ,, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข`๐ฆ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ && ๐จ๐ฅ๐ !! ๐Ÿ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ,, ๐๐จ๐ง`๐ญ ๐ ๐จ ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐š๐ ๐ ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ... ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ && ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ... ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ && ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ !!! ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฑ๐จ๐ฑ๐จ
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โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ค ๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ โœจ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€
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๐’™๐’๐’™๐’ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’Ž๐’‰๐’† ๐Ÿ’‹
๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“ค๐๐‹๐Ž๐€๐ƒ ๐“–๐Ž๐€๐‹๐’ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“™๐€๐๐”๐€๐‘๐˜
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๐‘‡๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘Š๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘“
โ”Šโœง ๐™น๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š— ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐š‘ ๐šก ๐™พ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š• ๐™ฒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โœ“
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“ข๐„๐„ ๐“จ๐Ž๐” ๐“๐†๐€๐ˆ๐
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๐ต๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ธ๐‘™๐‘“ ๐‘ฅ ๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ ๐ผ๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘Ž ๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘†๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘ก ๐ถ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’. ๐ผ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’, ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž'๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘„๐‘ข๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›, ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐ต๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ธ๐‘™๐‘“. ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘‘, ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐ต๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘”๐‘œ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ.
๐‘Š๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘€๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐ŸŽ„ โž
๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐„๐ƒ ?? ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšซ
๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ฌ
โ€œCan we go back just one more time?โ€ My brother asked our father as he lowered us back to the ground, the sleigh crunching down the fresh snow as we landed.
โ€œNot this time...โ€ My father said regretfully, giving Charlie and I a hug and flying off once again. He knew, we all knew, that Santa had business he had to attend to...
โ€œOur dadโ€™s Santa...โ€ Charlie sighed with content, his eyes glistening up at the red sleigh as it disappeared into the night.
Glancing back down at the small snow globe, Charlie smiled softly before walking back inside, though I stayed behind to look up at the cold Christmas sky.
โ€œIโ€™m sure youโ€™ll get to see Bernard again someday...โ€ Charlie said, having stopped when he realized I wasn't following him. I finally tore my gaze away from the snowy sky before looking at my younger brother, a soft smile on his face before his eyes widened with a gasp.
โ€œYeah...โ€ I mumbled, looking down at the small footprints he left in the snow only for my attention to be caught by the sound of a soft jingle behind me.
โ€œMiss me already, Quinn Elizabeth?โ€ I heard. It was a voice I'd know anywhere as I turned around to see Bernard.
โ€œMore than you could ever imagine...โ€ I admitted in a breathy tone, taking just a moment to glance back at Charlie as he gave me a reassuring nod. Taking that as his way of granting me permission, I looked back to a smiling Bernard looking at me... the twinkle in his eyes only making my heart flutter as I ran up to him and instantly jumping into his embrace.
"Oof.. Hey now.." Bernard said with a chuckle as he set me down. As much as I should've, I couldn't hold back any longer as my lips found his. It was a gentle kiss, Bernard's lips tasting like peppermint and hot cocoa..
They tasted like home.. and that's what Bernard was.. My heart belonged with a certain head elf in the North Pole..
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๐“ข๐“๐€๐˜ ๐“ฃ๐”๐๐„๐ƒ ๐“•๐Ž๐‘ ๐“ค๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„๐’ | ๐“œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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๐“œ๐€๐˜๐๐„ ๐“ฃ๐‡๐„ ๐“๐Ž๐‘๐“๐‡ ๐“Ÿ๐Ž๐‹๐„ ๐“˜๐’๐'๐“ ๐“ข๐Ž ๐“‘๐€๐ƒ
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๐ต๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ธ๐‘™๐‘“ ๐‘ฅ ๐‘‚๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘†๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘ก ๐ถ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘–๐‘ก, โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘œ๐‘“ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ค ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘๐‘–๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘’๐‘ ... ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, ๐‘›๐‘œ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘ƒ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘’... โž
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๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐๐„๐ ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ’ฌ
โ€œStay in the sleigh, Iโ€™ll be right back.โ€ My father said to my brother and I before he hopped down. It felt like some sort of odd dream, children dressed as elves all around me, flying through the sky in a magic sleigh with flying reindeer!
โ€œCome on!โ€ My little brother, Charlie, said as he hopped down.
โ€œCharlie, dad said we have to stay in the sleigh!โ€ I quickly reminded him, but he seemed to be on a mission.
โ€œQuinn, we are in the NORTH POLE!! Our dad is SANTA!!โ€ Charlie shouted back at me, turning with exaggeration from his excitement.
โ€œOur dad killed a guy in a Santa costume..โ€ I told my brother, unable to bring myself to believe that we were actually in Santaโ€™s workshop.. It seemed too unreal.
โ€œCome on! Come on!!โ€ My little brother huffed before pulling me from the sleigh towards where our dad had walked towards.
โ€œCan I get you something to drink?โ€ We heard a voice call out as Charlie licked his lips slightly.
โ€œI donโ€™t want a drink...โ€ My father huffed, Charlie only running a bit ahead of me when I stopped. It was the elf that my father was talking to, the one with dark curly hair and warm chocolate brown eyes.. I was taken aback by him only to be torn from my thoughts by Charlie.
โ€œThanks! Thanks a lot!โ€ He said, now holding something in his hands as the dark haired elf looked up and met my glance.
โ€œHoly night..โ€ I heard him whisper, my father quickly taking note of this.
โ€œBen- Bern-โ€ My dad mumbled, trying to remember the elfโ€™s name.
โ€œYeah, thatโ€™s my name..โ€ The elf said as he waved his hand dismissively, it was obvious his attention was set on me.
โ€œHis name is Bernard, dad..โ€ Charlie whispered before looking between the elf and I.
โ€œBernard!โ€ My father shouted causing him and I to both jump, the male elf quickly looking over at my dad.
โ€œThis is my daughter, Quinn.. And sheโ€™ll be going home. With me. Because Iโ€™m not Santa Claus.โ€ He said sternly, Bernard quickly brought his attention fully back on my father, and Charlie swore he could see the hurt in the cute elfโ€™s eyes.
โ€œYou put on the suit, right?โ€ Bernard asked.
โ€œItโ€™s all in the Clause!โ€ He huffed before leading my father away before I could get a word in.
โ€œYou like him!!โ€ Charlie teased in a sing-song tone once Bernard and our father had walked away. All I could do was nudge my brother slightly before stealing one last glance at that cute elf only to catch him looking back at me.
Maybe living in the North Pole wouldnโ€™t be so bad...
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