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A lot of people would call someone like him a bum. Lazy, distasteful... jobless, for all they knew. But Frey was a bit different. Within the year(was it?) he had been staying there, the only thing close to insulting she might’ve said seriously was only ever about his bright orange pants. He knew she hated them. That’s why he still wore them. Funny, right? But she still put up with him... still let him stay. Still let him wear his ‘ugly’ pants(hah!). He really appreciated it. He really, really did.

On the topic of where he was, Niko had gone out to pick up their groceries. Late in the evening, yes, not because he necessarily wanted to. But because he’d been slacking on it all week and wanted to be back in time in order to make dinner(or at least attempt to). It was the least he could do... Frey tended to work so late during the week. What the heck would either of them eat if they ran out of RAMEN? He honestly had no idea. He sucked at making anything else, and he knew it.

“Incoming!” Niko called, opening the front door and peeking inside. Frey had been napping, right? Maybe she was still asleep...? He showed himself in, and shut the door in order to look further down the hall. Ah! She was just on the couch. Perfect timing.

“How’s it been, lady?” He stepped into the room with his usual grin. “Gotcha that teriyaki flavor! Somethin’ kinda salty-sweet sounded p good, so I figured I might make it?” His grin widened into a bit of a snicker. “Ehe, at least, I’ll try my best. How’d Sunday treat ya?”

Life’s Been Good

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It’s been a while since Frey had found Niko out on the road during a cold stormy night. Thankfully she had been able to find him thanks to his fucking traffic cone orange colored pants. But regardless she had taken him in, and honestly she’d hate to admit it but she kind of enjoyed his company. It had been a bit of a hassle adjusting to having someone else living with her after so long of being alone, but it was welcomed. Plus gave her an excuse to tidy up the other bedroom just for him to bunk in rather than crashing on her couch like he had been doing when he was first brought in to her home. Speaking of Niko she hadn’t heard him down stairs at all? Where could he have been? He had been up when she had come home from work, having been working as a repair technician at the local electronic store for the last few years after moving out from her mother’s home, but after she had gone upstairs and crashed from the taxing work of repairing and dealing with morons asking for tech help which could of been avoided if they actually read the fucking instruction book she hadn’t heard anything from Niko. Usually he at least pester her once while she was trying to sleep to let her know if he was going out or something, but she didn’t recall waking up and hearing him mention anything about leaving. Deciding to go take a check around the house for him, she started with his room and made her way down to the living room. Seeing no sign of him she assumed he had gone out. Perhaps he went out to party again? Seeing as that’s mostly what he did after he got accustomed to her home. Either way she decided to check the time. 10:00pm…. well she definitely had a nice nap that’s for damn sure, that also helped her be more sure that Niko had gone out to party probably. Though he should be home soon she hoped. Deciding to wait on the couch for him to come home she just relaxed until he showed up. She could never sleep properly until everyone was home at night, that was a small habit that had grown up with her, even if she now worked night shift and tended to not be home at night. Thank god she had off tomorrow, Sundays were always a huge relief for her.  

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Amnesia

@shxpxrd-returns      The first sign that your night isn’t going so good: waking up in the middle of an empty lot with little to no memory of how you got there.

The second? Well, it really just depends on the situation. For Niko- at least, he thought that was his name- his second sign was that not only did he have no idea of where he was, he had no idea of who he was.  “Ugh... what in the fuck--?” Just now managing to lift his head, the teen took in his surroundings: Cold... dark... the moon was out, it’s sharp-pointed crescent protruding through thick clouds. It was raining, too... whoever had left him here- if anyone had- they hadn’t bothered to cover him up. Quickly realizing how soaked and how sore his entire body was, Niko sat up and threw his arms over his head. No luck doing that... all he got was his wet sleeves hitting him in the face. Gross. Hmm... all things considered, it was a miracle he was able to think as clearly as he was. No hangover, no headache... this was what made him feel as though something was out of place. And as curious as he was (and trust me, he really was), he ended up concluding that the best thing to do was to get up and look for help. So he did. However, ‘help’ was proving difficult to find. With the street being as dark as it was, Niko was becoming grateful that he hadn’t run into anything yet. Nope... not yet. Just walking down the sidewalk, looking mangy and gross... before he, finally, did run in to something like a complete dumbass. Somebody. Too bad he and this somebody collided as hard as they did- it scared him so bad, Niko ended up falling down on his ass in another puddle. Good for him. How could things get any worse...?

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Send me asks about my OCs?

These are all the OCs I’ve (recently) introduced online so far:

- Rhe Thompson (law enforcement, detective, ‘Hero’) - Estes (Ignatios) Asomatosius (runaway, psychic) - Niko Isaac Brevkov (amnesiac, criminal) - Splice Attkins (test subject, pyromaniac) - Derrick Vito/Mark/Gregory Newman (hitman, veteran, fighter, graduate) - Chroma (reader, writer, strategist, fallout prepper)

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"He's got great hair, stylish jeans and knows how to cook just about anythi-" He gets cut off while he's busy tripping over the carpet. What a charmer.

((I was honestly confused in what this was in reference to, I‘m guessing it’s that anon muse date meme. I’m terrible lmao))

“Well that doesn’t entirely help me to identify them. Anyone can have great hair, “stylish” jeans, and can cook about anything. Well depending on your definition of stylish, that varies from person to person. But I’d say there’s a slim chance of me dating them. I can cook just fine on my own. That and I probably have more style.”