#and sure being financially secure can definitely ease up many many concerns

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I’ll Never Leave You

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Slight violence, robbery, gunshot wound

Word Count: 3.5k+

Summary: Reader is Tom Holland’s girlfriend and a police officer for the city of Los Angeles, a fact that worries Tom to no end. One day, his worst fear comes true as his beloved girlfriend is injured in the line of duty. Angst and fluff!

After securing your hair back in a tight bun, you straightened your police uniform, ensuring your badge was placed in the proper, visible spot and that all the necessary items were present around the belt at your waist. Once satisfied with your appearance, you turned from the mirror at the exact moment your phone began chirping, signaling an incoming FaceTime call. Grinning, you quickly rushed over to answer the call, already knowing who was at the other end.

Your boyfriend of one year, Tom Holland, was always sure to see you off to work, whether he was home in person to kiss you goodbye or whether he had to be satisfied with wishing you a safe shift through a screen due to his insane filming/press schedule. However, despite his busy schedule and the insane time differences that would often separate the two of you, he was always aware of when you were going to work and insisted on speaking with you and assuring you that he loved you as well as reminding you to be extra careful. Some might find this behavior clingy or obnoxious, but it always filled you with butterflies knowing that your boyfriend cared about you and your safety that much that he was willing to sacrifice his already limited sleep simply to wish you a good shift.

So, with that in mind, you eagerly grabbed hold of your phone and swiped to accept the call, anxious to see his handsome face and hear his voice.

“Hello, love!” He immediately greeted, a large smile spreading across his face as soon as you came into view on his screen.

A light blush spread across your cheeks, love and adoration shooting through you even after a year of dating.  It never got old hearing Tom call you his love and you hoped that it was a feeling that would never go away. He was perfect in every way and you couldn’t believe that this gorgeous, kind, amazing man was actually yours.

“Hi, Tom!” You greeted enthusiastically. “How is filming going?”

Currently, Tom was in Florida shooting a few scenes for his upcoming movie set to release within the next year while you were at your apartment in Los Angeles. You had grown up in this area and hadn’t known anything else. While Tom had been out doing press for Spiderman Homecoming, the two of you had miraculously met and hit it off and the rest was history. Although, the time differences and the long-distance relationship was difficult and something that you both had to adjust to and work hard at maintaining, you wouldn’t trade it for the world as long as you got your Tommy.

“It’s been good, good,” he explained, a light glinting in his eye as he went into more detail about the scenes that he had shot that day and the stunts that he had been able to perform. He was so passionate about what he did and it was so wonderful to just sit and listen to him talk about what he loved. It was one of the qualities that originally attracted you to him. He was so energetic and in love with everything that he did, which just gave him this natural magnetism.

“And we only have a few more scenes to shoot today,” he continued. “And then we’re done for the rest of the day, which will be nice. But I just wanted to call you really quick before you go into work to wish you a good shift.”

You smiled affectionately at him as he ran a hand through his messy brown curls. “Thank you, Tommy,” you murmured happily.

“And please be careful, love,” he pleaded softly, his brows furrowing in concern as he thought about all the crime in LA and all of the potentially dangerous scenarios that you could find yourself in throughout your shift as a part of the Los Angeles Police Department.

“I always am,” you reassured, a small smile appearing on your face as you tried to ease your worried boyfriend’s nerves. Even after a year of dating, he could not get used to the fact that his girlfriend was constantly putting herself in danger. He thought that the fear he held would dissipate slowly over time, but he had found the opposite to be true in fact. As he fell more and more in love with his lovely girlfriend, his anxiety had only increased. He had assured you so many times that you didn’t need to work, that he could support you both financially, but you were a strong, independent woman who not only desired to provide for yourself, but were someone who also genuinely enjoyed your job and the positive impact that you had the potential to make in your community. As a result, despite his many attempts to get you to reconsider, you remained resolute and Tom had slowly come to accept that and support you, no matter how much it worried him.

“I know,” he sighed. “I just worry.”

“I promise to be extra careful and I’ll call you as soon as my shift is over and we can have a movie/dinner date over Skype. How does that sound?” You asked, already looking forward to getting off work and spending the evening with your boyfriend.

“That sounds perfect, love,” he agrees before his eyes darted off to something you couldn’t see, but knowing it was someone from the set calling him back to work. “I gotta get going, but I will definitely be looking forward to tonight! I love you so much, Y/N. Be safe!”

“I love you too, Tom, I’ll talk to you soon! Good luck filming!” You exclaimed before exchanging quick goodbye’s and hanging up the call, grabbing the rest of your belongings and making your way to work, anxiously anticipating the moment you can come back home and relax with your beloved boyfriend, even if it was only through Skype.

***

About eight hours later, your shift was quickly coming to an end as you counted down the minutes anxiously. Over all, it had been a pretty slow day, something you had been very grateful for. Although you did enjoy the fast-paced work days that were filled with action and excitement, you enjoyed the slower shifts as well that allowed you to relax and let your guard down a little bit.

However, it all seemed like that was coming to an end when you and your partner received a call about a local convenience store being robbed at gunpoint. Quickly, your partner, Smith, flipped a quick U-turn, siren blaring as you responded through the walkie system that you were in route.

As soon as you arrived outside of the store, you and your partner jumped out of the car, guns in hand, alert and ready for anything coming your way, your extensive training and years of experiencing running through your mind and guiding your actions.

After making your presence known to the assailant inside and calling for a peaceful surrender, you tensed and raised your gun as the man stepped outside of the store; not peacefully however, but with a young woman in hand, gun pressed against her temple.

“Let her go,” Smith demanded from his position to your left, eyes fixed on the man in front of you. “And put down your weapon!”

A cruel smile appeared on the man’s face, sending a sinking feeling through your gut. And before you could even properly react, the woman was thrown to the ground and the gun in his hand now found its way pointed directly at you. Before you could dive to the side or fire your own weapon in defense, you heard a loud shot and felt a burning sensation spread through your chest. Looking down in shock, you noticed the growing red stain on your uniform slowly spreading as you continued to lose blood. Dropping your gun, you fell to your knees, clutching at the wound as you desperately tried to force air in and out of your lungs. However, it didn’t feel like it was working no matter how much you gasped for breath. Your vision started to blur and your voice gurgled and choked as you tried to call for help. Panic surged through you as you felt consciousness slowly slipping away from you. Not like this, you sobbed. You couldn’t go out like this.

Tom’s face appeared in your mind as you fought to remain conscious, refusing to stop fighting. You couldn’t do this to Tom. You downright refused. The two of you had spent hours upon hours planning and dreaming of the life you would have together and you would be damned if you missed out on that simply because of this man who had decided to go out and rob a convenience store and bring you down with him.

However, despite your will, the pain and blood loss were slowly winning out and with the thought of Tom still in your mind, the last thing you saw was your partner rushing toward you and catching you in his arms before you could fall face first onto the asphalt.

***

Tom paced in his trailer at the end of the day, anxiously running his hands through his hair as he dialed your phone number once again. It wasn’t like you not to answer his call, but he tried to reassure himself that you had fallen asleep or your phone had died to prevent his mind from wandering down the rabbit-hole of horrifying possibilities. However, he found this nearly impossible to do as your shift had officially ended over an hour ago and yet he hadn’t heard so much as a word from you. This was so unlike you and he was terrified out of his mind despite his best efforts to calm himself. He was at his wits end and didn’t know who to call or how to even attempt to get in contact with you a part from calling the phone that you had not been answering for the past hour.

However, before he could contemplate any further, his phone began to ring. Without checking the caller I.D., he immediately accepted and brought the phone to his ear. “Y/N!” He exclaimed, his worry evident in the tone of his voice.

“Uh, no, I’m afraid not,” a male voice apologized hesitantly, crushing Tom’s hopes instantly. “Is this Tom Holland?” The voice questioned.

“Yes?” Tom replied. “May I ask who’s calling?”

“This is Officer Smith,” the voice explained, identifying himself as your partner and immediately, Tom knew that something had happened. There was no way that your partner would be calling him unless something very bad had happened.

“What’s wrong?” He questioned, anxiety coursing through him as he tried to control his breathing and keep his thoughts from straying to the worst-case scenario: that you had passed away in the line of duty. Quickly, he shook that thought off, telling himself that you were okay as he pressed his eyes tightly together, willing it to be true. “Is Y/N okay?”

There was a slight pause on the other end of the line as the officer attempted to explain what had happened. “Um, there was an incident,” he began slowly. “Y/N and I were responding to an armed robber toward the end of our shift. During the confrontation, Y/N did sustain a gunshot injury to the chest and -“

After hearing those words, Tom’s legs gave out and he fell to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes and falling freely down his face, unable to believe the news that he was hearing. You couldn’t be hurt. You just couldn’t be. He was vaguely aware of the officer’s voice continuing on but he was unable to register anything past Y/Nand gunshot injury.

“Tom?” The voice on the other end of the line questioned. “Are you still there? Did you get that?”

Tom inhaled a shaky breath. “What was that last part?” He whispered, voice breaking.

“She’s going to pull through,” Smith explained. “She suffered a collapsed lung, but we were able to get her to the hospital and into surgery in time. She just got out of the O.R. a few minutes ago and the surgeon said she made it through and should recover with some rest and extensive therapy. But, Tom, she’s going to be okay,” he reassured again, knowing that Tom desperately needed to know and understand that.

“Oh, thank God,” Tom sobbed, his head falling down to rest on his knees, a sob tearing through his throat. You weren’t in great shape, not by a long shot. The thought of you getting shot, suffering from a collapsed lung, and having to undergo emergency surgery terrified him, but at least you were alive. As long as you were still breathing, he could deal with the rest. It wouldn’t be easy and despite the assurance that you would be fine, terror still gripped his heart as he imagined you lying alone and injured in a cold, unfamiliar hospital room.

“What hospital are you at?” He demanded as his mind slightly cleared enough to focus on one thought: getting to you as soon as possible.

Your partner relayed the name of the hospital and the room number to him, assuring Tom that he had plenty of time to get there. You were still sedated from the surgery and were expected to remain that way for many, many more hours. However, Tom didn’t care, only knowing that he needed to see you and hold you in his arms immediately.

Thanking Smith, and promising to be there soon, he hung up before making the necessary arrangements to go see you. And shortly after, Tom made his way to the airport, hastily packed bag in hand and with the reassurance from the director of his new film that it was totally fine if he left for a few days to care for you and ensure you were alright.

Just hold on, love, I’m coming, he thought to himself as he boarded the plane, counting down the seconds until he could be in your presence and see for himself that you were fine. Because until that moment happened, the blinding fear and terror would continue to grip his heart at the thought of losing you.

***

As you slowly began to become more aware of the world around you, you were able to register a few things, such as the steady, rhythmic beeping that was sounding off from nearby as well as a hand tightly gripping your own.

Slowly, you opened your eyes, blinking as you adjusted to the bright light of what you recognized as a standard hospital room. Brows furrowing in confusion, you attempted to recall what had happened in order to land you a bed in the hospital.

However, before your mind could wander down that pathway any further, a small, broken voice breathed out your name, drawing your eyes up and toward the face of your boyfriend.

“You’re awake,” he stuttered, relief evident in his voice as his hand gripped your own harder and his reddened, teary eyes bored into yours.

“Tom?” You questioned, confused. Last you remembered, Tom had been on the other side of the country, filming in Florida. How long had you been out? “Wh-what happened?” You stammered as flashes of memory slowly materialized in your mind.

Tom slid a hand up to cup your cheek gently. “You were shot, love,” he stated, voice cracking. “There was an armed robber at a convenience store and the man fired at you to create a distraction. Fortunately, there were other officers on their way to help and they apprehended him, but not until after the damage had already been done to you,” he explained, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear lovingly.

“Am I going to be ok?” You questioned, mind whirring as the events that had transpired began to come back to you.

Tom leaned forward to press a soft kiss to your temple before pulling away slightly and looking into your scared eyes. “You’re going to be just fine, love,” he reassured. “You had a collapsed lung and you had to have surgery. You have a long road of recovery ahead, but you’ll be good as new in no time,” he smiled, bringing his other hand up to your face as well and pressing gentle kisses on your nose and cheeks.

“How long have I been here?” You asked as you watched Tom’s reaction closely, trying to gauge where he was at emotionally with all this.

“Only for about a day and a half,” he stated. “As soon as I heard what happened, I jumped on a plane to come see you and I’ve been here for about eight or so hours now.”

Tears began to fill your eyes and fall down your face as guilt consumed you, not even wanting to imagine what Tom had had to endure when he received the phone call that you had been hurt. Just the thought of your roles being reversed and you receiving the news that Tom had been hurt sent a bolt of horror down your spine.

“Shh, shh, shh,” Tom soothed, combing his fingers through your hair, knowing that this was something that always relaxed you. “You’re going to be just fine,” he promised, misunderstanding the cause of your tears.

“I’m not worried about me!” You sobbed. “I feel so guilty!” You exclaimed, tears falling harder and faster down your face as Tom’s concerned features swam before your eyes. “I can’t even imagine what you were feeling, Tom! I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry that I put you through that!”

“C’mere,” Tom murmured as understanding washed through him. It never ceased to amaze him how selfless you were. Here you were, lying in the hospital after having been shot, but instead you were focusing on how hearing this news must have affected him. You truly did astound him.

Climbing into the hospital bed with you, Tom was careful not to jostle you too much or to get in the way of the tubes and wires attached to you as he wrapped you in his arms and pressed your face into the crook of his neck. “It’s ok, love, don’t cry,” he soothed, hand rubbing your back softly as he held you in his arms. “Yes, receiving that phone call was probably the single most terrifying moment of my life, but you don’t need to feel guilty. It’s not your fault,” he promised. “I know you didn’t mean for this to happen. It’s just a hazard of the job, but let’s just be grateful that things weren’t any worse, ok?”

You nodded, sniffling as the tears slowly began to cease. “I love you so much, Tommy,” you murmured into his chest, holding onto him as tightly as you could. “The thought of being apart from you completely petrifies me. When I felt myself losing consciousness, all I could think about was you,” you explained, causing his breath to hitch, but you continued on, knowing you needed to get this off your chest. “I didn’t want to leave you, I couldn’t. Just the mere thought of it hurt too much.”

Tom began to shake underneath you as the sobs wracked his body at your admission. You held onto him tighter as you switched roles and began comforting him, allowing him to get out all the pent-up emotions that he had been harboring since he arrived in your hospital room.

“I’m so glad you’re alright, Y/N,” he wept. “I don’t know what I would do without you, I love you so, so much,” he cried.

Softly, you lifted his chin up with your finger so that he could look you in the eye. “You’ll never have to find out,” you swore. “I’m never going to leave you. No matter what happens, no matter what dangerous situations I find myself in, I am always going to fight to come back to you. I’m not gonna let anyone or anything keep us apart, understand?” You asked, eyes blazing with determination.

Tom smiled, chuckling slightly at your stubbornness. “I understand, love.”

“Good,” you nodded. “Now kiss me! It’s been much too long since I’ve seen you and I don’t care if I have stinky hospital breath, I need to kiss you right now!”

Tom laughed, his shoulders lifting slightly as you giggled and he finally allowed himself to breathe and trust that you were truly going to be ok.

“As you wish, love,” he murmured, hands cupping your face gently and bringing you into a tender kiss, pouring all his love, relief, and devotion to you in that one simple action. After a few moments, he slowly pulled away, peppering kisses all over your face, eliciting laughter from you and a grin from him before enfolding you back into his arms, the both of you resting in the others presence, grateful to have found such a love as the one you and Tom shared and to have the other resting safe and soundly in each other’s arms. And you both knew that no matter what obstacles life threw your way, you would always fight tooth and nail to return back to this place, secure in each other’s arms.

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Villas In Cyprus - 5 Star Villa Holidays

Exactly How to Find Property Up For Sale in Cyprus

Buying a property in Cyprus is a big deal. If you are actually considering getting a Cyprus property you will definitely need to consult your good friends, family members, and next-door neighbors for references. Cyprus property may be challenging to discover however there are things you can possibly do to create the hunt easier.

click here now ought to do is discover where to acquire a property in Cyprus. It may seem to be challenging to understand where to begin searching for a property but you are going to rejoice you did it. You are going to need to have to ask your own self what you wish to obtain with your financial investment property.

A Cyprus property could either be actually for you or even for your children. It is your choice how much amount of money you would like to devote. You will would like to discover a property that has loads of safety and security components and also uses some features.

Nevertheless you may have an interest in Cyprus property for yourself the place of the property can definitely produce a difference. While people may be actually very satisfied to inform you they live in a location that has actually never been actually thought about higher up or even very good, it is your choice as a possible customer. However, you will wish to remember you might be actually residing in an area that was actually called the best unattractive spot in Europe by a leading property company.

If you are looking for property in Cyprus you should take into consideration a condo. The best flats in Cyprus are more pricey than those in bigger town hall yet they offer some great conveniences that you can not acquire anywhere else. They also deliver you with excellent protection from the view of a few of the larger city centers.

You are going to likewise be actually stunned at the number of houses in Cyprus have sights of the sea. This is particularly really good if you possess youngsters. There are many causes to invest in apartment or condo property.

You will likewise need to think of that you hire your property broker. While there are several property representatives in Cyprus that can easily offer property that will definitely be actually of fantastic value, there are additionally several brokers that offer poor worth for money. The additional time you embed your property explore the better the selection you will possess.

When searching for a Cyprus property that you are heading to be acquiring, don't forget the simple fact that you are creating a small assets. Make sure you perform your research and ensure you have actually taken constantly you need to have to find the greatest cost. Cyprus property may be excellent value however you need to have to make sure you review the provide well before you buy.

Holiday Season in South Cyprus - A Location to Go If You Like Fishing!

South Cyprus is actually a little island that lies in between Chicken as well as Greece. It becomes part of the Turkish State, and also it is identified as a nation within the EU and NATO. Located north of Athens in a location contacted the Classical Isle, South Cyprus is one of the best popular visitor locations in Europe. For those who are interested in journeying to the isles, South Cyprus uses several fantastic vacation options, featuring staying on the little isle of Sotiriades, spending time at the Sotiriades Golf Club, and taking excursions to other smaller islands.

Sotiriades is a tiny island that has actually been made use of as a summer months retreat for eras of holidaymakers. Sotiriades becomes part of South Cyprus and also consequently is actually just accessed through sea. The golf club is actually looked at some of the most ideal nightclubs in the world, as well as it is actually house to unparalleled training courses. Nevertheless, this is actually not the only factor you may do on Sotiriades. The smaller isles, like Soudakos, Kilafi, Soudakio, as well as Seria, are actually additionally an excellent spot to stay while on holiday in South Cyprus. A number of the extra appealing island vacations consist of hanging around at Blue Shallows, enjoying health club treatments, or even happening a vacation to the neighboring community of Nis.

The Sotiriades Golf Club has actually become the premier destination for global golf players. There are some terrific fairway to become found listed here, however the southeastern area of the island is recognized for its own great landscapes. It is here that you are going to discover a number of the more impressive gardens, like the isles of Euboia as well as Souda. Actually, some individuals believe that these pair of isles are the best wonderful in whole entire South Cyprus. The food items and also a glass of wine are extraordinary listed below, and the homeowners will certainly lure you along with a wide array of buying and enjoyment options. Numerous guests involve Sotiriades from throughout the planet. This isle possesses lots of attractions that attract vacationers coming from all around the world.

Paphos - A Location That is Perfect For Your Necessities

To buy a property in Paphos, Cyprus is greater than merely stepping inside your house or even on your residence. You have to perform all your research study as well as analysis just before you go forward with the package. You ought to understand the reasons you are mosting likely to buy property within this area. A few of the well-liked reasons that people opt for getting a property within this location are for the comfort of area life, wonderful yards, the great quantity of sunlight, beach fronts, golf courses and also lots of various other factors that are actually truly important to acquire. There are various kinds of properties readily available within this location as well as you can easily pick the one which ideal fulfills your demands. In the present opportunities, there are lots of rental properties on call for individuals to rent on the holiday. The amenities that are actually provided in the properties will definitely be actually the prime consider choosing your choice.

This is a fantastic retreat coming from the tensions of urban area life, and also it is a location that is recognized for its own cool climate and various kinds of landscapes. The coastline is famously called the isle's very most attractive component. This is a place that is actually effectively hooked up to other communities and cities and hence, travelling is actually very easy. It is actually a great possibility for you if you want to be close to your job or even school. People can quickly travel back and forth in between this as well as various other cities of Cyprus.

Nonetheless, you have to be careful while choosing an inexpensive property to buy. Ensure that you check out the rankings of the property you want. While checking the ratings, are sure that you visit the repayment options that are on call on the property. You must likewise examine the excellent track record of the company that is actually selling the property and also for how long they have operated. All these factors may help you in making the best decision.

Tips to Sell Your Property Prompt

A property for sale in Cyprus possesses its own market. However this market is only accessible to shoppers who have the ability to devote large amounts of funds, as property is generally incredibly costly in the country.

The only genuine possibility available to the seller in Cyprus is to find a shopper going to spend a cost that is going to get the property marketed in the shortest opportunity feasible. There are a few ideas and also methods that are going to aid a seller is able to sell their property swiftly.

Firstly, make an effort to see to it that people you are going to be actually operating within Cyprus are reliable and also trustworthy. Don't depend on a company or even person that you don't know. In addition, opt for a dependable homeowner over a shady one because the dubious ones possess the potential to rob you blind.

It is actually a great idea to have actually photos taken of your property before you carry it out for selling. You can make use of these pictures to get the interest of would-be buyers. Nevertheless, these pictures must be current and precise. Any kind of images were actually taken after a couple of months or even a year must be actually stayed clear of.

Be sure that you don't resemble a novice when selling your home. You might would like to place on your bathrobe as well as sandals yet if potential buyers understand that you are actually a knowledgeable house owner, they would rather visit your property first.

Take a great consider your house. Make sure that there are actually no primary problems or blemishes that might detract from your house. As soon as the property is clean as well as cool, be sure that it is in good condition.

Make certain that the property is well-maintained as well as possesses all the appropriate papers on it. These documents are actually utilized to verify the ownership of the property in case a disagreement arises. The information is incredibly significant in the event that any disagreements come up.

If you perform all of these traits, you would be actually startled to find the amount of simpler the sale of your property would certainly be. If you intend to prevent all the inconveniences as well as headaches associated with selling your property, after that you must tap the services of a professional real property representative to assist you.

Dealing property: 5 frequently asked questions responded to

Being updated is crucial for successfully buying or selling a property, thus whether you are a buyer or even a dealer, never hesitate to inquire you estate representative concerns to ease your mind, obtain additional relevant information or even far better know the process. "If Leapfrogs property consultants had R5 for every single time they acquired talked to the observing 5 questions, they surmise theyd be actually really wealthy. Having said that, pranks aside, our company locate the inquiries that our clients very most frequently inquire incredibly fascinating as they are actually incredibly significant to the marketplace and also offer an useful option to notify and also enlighten clients about these elements of the market, mentions Johan vehicle Schalkwyk, Capital funds at Jump Roodepoort.

Our company canvassed Jump agents around the nation to discuss the questions they are very most frequently asked in the usual course of company.

These 5 questions went to the first:

1. What is my property valued at?

Warren Buffett mentioned it best: Rate is what you spend. Worth is what you get.

Vehicle Schalkwyk claims property consultants can provide you a market-related quote for your property, based on sector trends as well as study, their understanding of the requirement in the area, along with the functions of your property. Worth is actually even more very subjective and also is generally calculated through what a customer is actually prepared to purchase a property - the famous willing seller and also able to buy economic design.

Along with information concerning property conveniently available using various internet platforms and resources, this has provided customers the energy to become savvier regarding the market value of a potential expenditure as they can possibly do comparison investigation. This suggests buyers are extra updated as well as dealers need to have to be extra flexible with their prices.

2. Which is the greatest place to purchase?

This question is similar to talking to the length of time a piece of chain is actually, as it relies on a substantial lot of factors, including the type of property, the preferred return on investment, encompassing facilities, security and protection, and also specific desire.

Generally communicating, property all over Cyprus is actually an excellent financial investment. But, like all expenditures, property assets need to have to be proactively taken care of to ensure development that meets your requirements.

Depending upon individual demands and choices, a trusted property specialist will certainly help you consider elements like place, potential growths and also more if youre aiming to create a long-term assets. Property often tends to be an extremely private investment, along with wants and needs to vary coming from one person to another, and also household to family members.

3. Is actually a deal to acquire officially tiing?

Yes, a signed deal to acquisition is actually a lawful record that is actually binding.

The documentation outlines the acquisition agreement, which includes the terms connecting to the property in question. By signing the offer to buy, the shopper agrees to the phrases designated in the records, featuring the rate they are willing to spend for the property.

If the homeowner enjoys along with the price provided due to the buyer, the record becomes a legitimately tiing sale contract.

All-time low series is actually that you need to become extremely sure concerning a potential purchase prior to enrolling the dotted series.

4. For how long is actually an electrical observance certificate valid for?

A Power Certification of Compliance (ECOC) holds for a period of two years. https://500px.com/ilisterscy is required to become in belongings of the file when selling a property, as per the needs of the Occupational Health And Wellness Act under the Electric Installment Laws provision.

The ECOC promises the terms of the distribution boards, wiring, earthing and also building of all metal parts.

5. What happens after the home mortgage is granted?

After a home mortgage is actually approved, a guaranty lawyer is advised due to the bank to register the bond at the Actions Workplace, while the homeowner suggests the transferring lawyer to transfer the property.

Next off, the guaranty legal representative alerts the transferring lawyer of the draft deed of transmission as well as assurance criteria. After that the termination legal representative terminates the vendors bond and the transferring legal representative receives the title deeds and termination figures and delivers a copy to the bond attorney.

Hereafter, both the buyer and the dealer authorize the move documents. The shopper is in charge of the transfer prices and the moving lawyer purchases the costs and income taxes, as well as the transactions duty. After all, the records are actually authorized and also sets you back paid for, the move, brand-new bond, and termination connect documentations are gotten ready for lodging at the Acts Office. Listed here it takes concerning 3 full weeks to be checked out and prepped for sign up by the attorneys. On the day of enrollment, the financial institution pays for the finance based on the assurances released. This whole method commonly takes about 10 weeks.

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Kang Daniel - Secret

Requested By: Anon!~ ^^ ( “ Can you write a scenario where s/o and daniel are secretly dating from s/o's parents. lol idk if that make sense but love your scenearios 💕💕💕💕 ” )

Genre: Fluff

Note: I got this request a bit ago, but I finally was able to brainstorm a plot that I liked for it (with the help of @nothingwithoutwannaone​, thank you!) It’s a cute little fluff piece for Daniel because I know that one of his future pieces will be a bit heart-wrenching, so have some wonderful Daniel fluff in the meantime :D Feel free to let me know what you think. Enjoy~

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A pair of lips gently danced on the skin at the nape of your neck. Kisses that were slow and lazy trailed their way down your shoulder before they started making their way down your back in a zigzag pattern. You knew that he wanted you to wake up. This was how he always woke you up when you somehow managed to sleep past when he woke up, but you weren’t quite ready to get up yet. You mewled softly, trying to indicate that you needed a little longer, but he wasn’t having any of it. His fingers deftly slid the strap of your tank top down your shoulder so that he could continue his kisses. Well, apparently, it was time to wake up.

“Daniel, it’s still so early…” you murmured, when his kisses got so aggressive that you knew that you wouldn’t be getting that extra hour of sleep you craved. You gently rolled over in his arms and were instantly greeted with the softest smile from your boyfriend. It was such a heartwarming smile, how were you supposed to stay mad at him? The answer was you couldn’t, and you never could even if you wanted to.

“It is… but I want more kisses,” he admitted, smiling like a child and chuckling when you obliged him with a peck on the lips. His demeanor shifted quickly after he got what he wanted, taking the chance to wrap his around your waist and pulling you in for another kiss. “I have to savor these, you know. I don’t know if you’re aware, but you don’t work in this town and you’ll be leaving me again for work tomorrow.”

You hummed softly, knowing that he was right. You had accepted a job at a rather well-known animation studio about four months ago. The new job was in a much bigger city and though the commute from your hometown to the studio was only two hours, it didn’t feel very effective to be making that commute every morning and night. It would be nicer to live a little closer so that you could maintain a good work to life balance. Granted, this did mean that you only got to see Daniel on weekends when you were home to visit family. It was a little hard, but the two of you were making it work. When you were back for the weekends you would either stay with your family or sometimes, at Daniel’s, like you did last night because you missed him so much. “It’s the closest studio, Daniel…”

“I know. I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad,” he said as he gave you another kiss as an apology, leaning a little more into it this time to really show you that he meant it. “I just miss having you close by. It was so much easier when we were in college, you know? All of a sudden we became working adults and we’re living in completely different cities…”

You nodded, because you completely understood where he was coming from. The two of you practically saw each other every single day when you were still in school. You had a lot of the same classes, spent time working on your coursework after classes together, and were practically inseparable when you had free time. Now, it was different. Daniel stayed in your hometown to work at a local comic book publisher’s studio. You had to move to a bigger city because it was the closest one that was looking for a concept artist with your skill and style. It was unavoidable. It did make things hard sometimes too, mostly with the situation between Daniel and your parents.

“They called by the way, your parents,” Daniel said, seeming to have read your mind. He watched as your eyes widened, but in turn gave you a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I told them that you were sleeping on my bed and that I had taken the couch. You didn’t really think I’d tell them what we were doing, did you?” he said, half as a joke, but you still rolled your eyes at him while letting out a sigh of relief. He knew that this was how the two of you had decided to go about your relationship, but truth be told, Daniel wasn’t the biggest fan of it.

You had been with Daniel for about a year and a half now… but his mother and your parents were none the wiser. It wasn’t because your parents didn’t like Daniel. It was actually quite the opposite. The two of you had been friends since you were kids and they adored him as if he were their own son. They loved having him around. The two of you had been so close growing up that Daniel practically grew up at your place while his mom was at work. Your parents loved that there was someone to look out for you and the fact that it was someone as kind and caring as Daniel was a bonus.

The thing was, there was one thing that, no matter how much your parents loved Daniel, they had a hard time overlooking. It had nothing to do him as a person. They praised him for how sweet he was, how, in comparison to you, he was level-headed. It had to do with the careers that you had both settled on for yourselves. You both had chosen to become artist. Honestly, there was nothing inherently wrong about this, but your parents had their concerns of you being with another artist. Unlike a steady office job, being an artist meant that you were either doing commissions or you were hired on via short contracts. Full-time positions were rare. They had voiced their concerns about how stressful it could be if you both happened to be working the same cycle, working at the same time, but also being unemployed at the same time. They worried about how difficult it would be for you financially. Though they had never said, ‘don’t date an artist’ they made it pretty clear that they would have reservations if you brought one home. And though you knew that they loved Daniel dearly, they might have had the same concerns with him.

That being said, though you understood where they were coming from, you also loved Daniel a lot. Before he had even asked you out, you knew how you felt about him, how much you cared for him and how much he cared about you. So when he finally told you how he felt, you couldn’t turn him down. Yet, you didn’t want to tell your parents either. The thought of them not being comfortable around Daniel after so many years was heartbreaking. And you knew at the time, with neither of you in secure jobs, they would have said something. You wanted to wait until the two of you had found consistent work, so that you could show your parents that two artists could make a living and that it wouldn’t be a struggle. After all, sometimes it was easier to show than tell.

The only problem was, now a year later, neither of you were very secure. You had a chance to move into a more full-time spot, but Daniel’s job was still contract to contract, which was definitely stressful. So, your relationship remained a secret until now, all because you didn’t want your parents reprimanding you or berating your best friend, now boyfriend. You had plans on telling them… just not yet.

Though you had to admit, it was getting harder not to tell them, to keep it a secret from them. Whenever you were both with your parents you’d have to pretend that you weren’t together. You’d have to joke around like you did when you were still just friends. It was hard at times and you were pretty sure you almost had a slip of the tongue more than once. It was rough.

To add on to all of this, you knew that Daniel hated it. He wanted to show your parents how much he loved you. He wanted to be comfortable with his affection. And, being the person he was, he also hated lying to them. You were sure that at one point he was going to break up with you, with how stressful this all got for him. Yet, here he was, waiting it out with you. How did you get so lucky?

“You have to leave me soon, don’t you…” he stated as he watched you roll out of bed, watching as your form moved around his room gathering your things.

“I do…” you said slowly, picking up a shirt that you had discarded last night and hanging it on the his desk chair as you headed back over to the bed, seating yourself next to him as you leaned over your handsome boyfriend. He brought up a hand to gently move your hair from your face and you couldn’t help but smile. “But, maybe before I head home to get my things, maybe we could go get breakfast like we used to on weekends? Then you can drop me off at the train station after I get my things? You suggested.

Daniel grinned at your suggestion, but instead of getting up to follow you, he swiftly pulled you back onto the bed with him, a small sound leaving your lips. “I’d like that a lot, but more kisses first,” he stated, leaning in for those kisses that he had been craving…

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Daniel hadn’t quite expected events to play out in this way when he ran into your mother at the grocery store. He had greeted her like he always did, and upon seeing how much she had to get home, he offered her a hand. It was a common thing for Daniel to do. He was always helping your parents or his mother with the household chores and errands. And helping your mom today actually gave Daniel an in. He needed to tell them something important anyway, so this gave him the purpose ease in to do so. So, just want was he going to tell them?

He was going to disclose your relationship.

Truth be told, the last year and a half had been really hard for Daniel. He had hinted at it to you, but knowing how worried you were, he would often play off his want to tell your parents as a small thing. But truthfully, it wasn’t. He was having a harder time than he was letting on with hiding your relationship and with how the two of you had been progressing, it was getting to the point where he wasn’t comfortable keeping it a secret anymore. Though he never said it out loud, in his mind, he was already seeing the two of you married, but he couldn’t actually ask for your hand in marriage if your parents didn’t know you were even together. Normally he wouldn’t go behind your back, mostly not for something this big, but the lie was hard for him to uphold. He wanted to show how much he loved you, but he couldn’t and that… it was driving him mad.

Even so, after placing the groceries into the refrigerator for your mother, he was not expecting to turn around and be greeted by both of your parents. They were staring pretty intensely at him, and he had never felt so uncomfortable in your home. Something was up, and he knew it as soon as they started to ask questions. Oh boy…

“Daniel,” your mother started, “you know how much we adore you in this household. You’re practically like our son, so you have to be honest with us,” your mother said, using that tone she used to use when you and Daniel were still kids and you were reprimanded for doing something stupid.

Daniel didn’t reply right away, but he definitely felt trapped… and quite literally so. With his back to the refrigerator, he had no way out.

“Be honest, is our daughter dating someone?” your father asked.

Daniel took a moment to think about what he could do. He could just say you were and make up a lie that you were dating someone at your new studio, but honestly, that made him feel all sorts of weird on the inside. It was one thing to lie to your parents about your relationship. It was another to make one out of the blue. And it didn’t sit well with Daniel either. You were his girlfriend, not some random guy at work’s girlfriend. The fact that he even considered that upset him. Why was he even thinking up a lie? Just be honest.

“Sir, she is seeing someone,” Daniel admitted, but before he could say that he didn’t want to divulge about your life while you weren’t there, your father cut him off.

“Are you… dating our daughter?” he asked firmly. And this was when Daniel knew that he might not have been ready to do this without you. He wasn’t ready for this type of confrontation on his own.

Ah, what was he supposed to do? Part of him wanted to keep lying to them because it was what you wanted. He didn’t want to break your trust in him. But the other part of him just wanted to be honest to your parents for once. He wanted to say yes, he was dating you, but that they shouldn’t be so concerned about because he had just found a better job in the city. But he also knew you would be upset with him if he just made these decisions on his own. Yet, deep down, he knew he had to be honest. He didn’t like lying and he felt like he had been lying for long enough. It was time to come clean and if it messed up your relationship then… he would find a way to fix it. Somehow.

Relaxing now that he had a game plan, Daniel let out a heavy sigh. “Look, before I say anything, please don’t be upset with your daughter. She was really concerned about how you would feel so she wanted to keep it from you for a little bit longer –”

“For how long, Daniel?” your father asked, effectively cutting Daniel off mid-sentence.

The male sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, knowing that he now set the gears into motion. Shit, you were going to be so angry. “Ummm… for about a year and a half now?” he said slowly, watching as your mother and father shared a look. “But I love your daughter, I really do. I actually wanted to stop by to tell you guys some news actually…”

“We’re going to have to have a talk when she comes home next weekend…” your mother said before she proceeded to let Daniel tell them his news…

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When you arrived home the following weekend, you couldn’t quite explain it, but something felt… different. It was a feeling that you had, but you couldn’t quite pinpoint exactly why you had felt that way, because everything should have been normal. Daniel picked you up from the train station like he always did. He was sweet and affectionate like he usually was as he walked with you home for the usual Friday night family dinner. Everyone at home also seemed like their usual selves. So why did you feel so much apprehension when you got off the train that night? You had all but forgotten about it… until your mother brought out dessert that night.

“So, you’ve been dating Daniel for about a year and a half now,” your father said casually, almost making you choke on your water. Daniel gently reached over to try and soothe your coughing fit, but you were having a hard time calming down. When you finally did, you looked over at Daniel with wide eyes. How did they even know?!

“Sweetie, we’ve known for a long time. The two of you aren’t as good at hiding it as you’d like to think,” your mother said with a soft chuckle, your brain still trying to play catch up with all of this new information. “Plus, we checked with Daniel the other day, so you can stop pretending now.”

You then looked at Daniel who gave you that same sheepish smile he always had when he didn’t know what to say, and honestly you didn’t know how to feel. Part of you were pretty upset with him. You had asked him to keep this a secret for just a little longer. You wanted to show your parents that it was possible, but what would they think now? Yet, the other part of you knew that this had gone on for way too long. That you should have said something sooner. You had also realize that today, for the first time, Daniel seemed at ease at this dinner, and he hadn’t looked this way in a long time. You knew that your decision had been hard for him, even a little one-sided. Yet today, he looked happy, and you felt a bit bad for making him go through all of that. He had always had your best interests at heart and you should have known that from the beginning, no matter how your parents might feel.

“Y-yeah, we’re dating…” you finally said, feeling Daniel reach over for your hand under the table. You knew he was trying to reassure that it would be alright, and in this moment, you were glad that it was him sitting next to you and not some other guy.

“Sweetie, why didn’t you just tell us, was it so hard?” your mother asked.

All of a sudden you just felt so silly. You parents seemed to be taking it okay. So why were you so worried that they wouldn’t? Why did you think that things would erupt like a drama in your head? “I-I was worried. Look, you were both always so supportive of me going into the arts, but you never liked the idea of me dating an artist. It almost became a self-fulfilling prophecy that I ended up dating Daniel. I was worried you’d disapprove of him, no matter how much you both love him…”

Your dad chuckled lightly. “You know that we would never disapprove of Daniel. Sure, we think that the two of you could still hit a financial rough patch here and there, but it’s not enough to make us write off such a wonderful person who obviously makes you happy. If you make each other happy, be together. You don’t have to hide it.”

Your mother nodded. “Plus, I think Daniel has something to tell you…”

Your eyes shifted to Daniel who was giving you a meek smile. Whatever he wanted to say, he obviously did not think that your mother was going to turn it over to him like that. She always had a flair for the dramatic though. “You know that comic publisher that I always wanted to work for? I’ve been interviewing with them for the last month, and they finally offered me a position. It’s not a full-time position just yet, but it is a long time contract so I’ll be there for a while. And since it’s in the city, I’ll be moving there too. I start in a month!”

An overpowering feeling of shock and happiness overcame you as you jumped into Daniel’s arms, the made chuckling into your ear as he held you close. “I can’t believe you got it! I’m so proud of you!”

Laughter coming from your parents pulled you back into reality and you could feel yourself blushing now that the cat was out of the bag. It felt right though. It did leave one question unanswered, however… “Mom… Dad… how did you even know?” you finally asked.

“We always had an idea…” your mother told you.

“But when we saw you guys kissing on the porch a couple months ago, we thought it was time to bring it up,” your father continued, watching as the both of you turned a furious shade of red. “The two of you should have just told us. We found you both so cute together. So did his mother…”

“That’s really my fault. I should have been more honest…”

“You were just trying to be considerate of us, and we both appreciate it. But you don’t have to worry about it anymore,” your father said. “Though this does mean we need to set new ground rules. Like the fact that you guys can’t have sleepovers here anymore…”

Your eyes widened at your dad’s words and what they might have insinuated, and Daniel just laughed, holding your hand even tighter above the table. Though you had wanted to keep it a secret, you had to admit, you liked being able to love Daniel openly far more…

[texanredrose]

Dear Diary - July

July 4th- Dear Diary, Father called today. He tried weaseling around the terms of our agreement but I held firm. I know quite well that he doesn’t approve of the fact I’m attending the gala with a date he hasn’t personally vetted but he doesn’t get to have a say in who I include in my life anymore. In the back of my mind, I’m also highly aware he would object to everything about Blake, strictly for his own poor opinions and not because Blake is anything but a stellar individual and a sweet, heartfelt soul. Ultimately, it was foolish of me to talk her into attending the gala without first ensuring she understood the... full situation. The world I knew growing up was so enclosed that the realities of the world at large have yet to truly trickle in, old grudges and outdated views holding firm when they have no good reasons to cling to them except out of vain pride. I’ve made mention of severing ties with Father, but I never told anyone aside from Winter the details. Blake and I are supposed to go for a jog tomorrow morning; I will address it then. I tried calling her but the words caught in my throat and I...

I realize- not for the first time- that Blake is a better friend than I truly deserve. She picked up on my sour mood and turned the conversation away from my family and the gala entirely, pulled me into a discussion about a show I’ve never even heard of but now am interested in seeing. She’s made a claim that I can’t possibly see working in even the most abstract fictional sense and started discourse over the whole debacle, so now I feel compelled to witness for myself to see if my mind changes. We’re having a little watch party at her place on Friday- provided our conversation tomorrow goes well, I suppose- and the reprieve was nice. But I can’t help feeling like going to the gala- although an event I am required to attend- is a huge mistake.

Winter understands- perhaps better than Blake or Ruby ever could. She’s been separated from that world for longer but she knows what’s to come. Everyone will ask about her service, about why it ended, and she won’t lie- we’ve spent far too much of our lives lying to everyone and ourselves. She’ll square her shoulders and tell nothing but the truth with clear pride and from that moment on, everything will be different. From the moment Penny’s brought up, Winter will go from respectable former service member to an irresponsible single mother in their eyes- because staying in a loveless marriage where both of you cheat on the other like most people drink water is somehow the morally righteous avenue in comparison. And that she’s adopted? The circumstances around that adoption? Perish the thought of caring for another person out of something other than blood compelled obligation or financial opportunity. It makes my blood boil.

Even as I’m writing this, Blake’s checking up on me via text. Ruby, too, though she seemed busier nowadays. I know she’s been spending more time with Penny and I’m glad my niece- which... I suppose I haven’t been thinking of her as such until recently, but that is the proper familial relation- is becoming friends with my best friend. It’s... strange, in a way, because even though it’s only Winter and I now as blood relatives... I feel as if I have a bigger, more supportive family now than at any other point in my life.

I know I started this diary with the express intention of chronicling my exasperation with Winter and Yang but... it does feel nice to write the words ‘I feel very loved right now’ in my own handwriting and know that I fully mean them. 

And now Yang’s texting me. I guess Blake enlisted everyone’s assistance to cheer me up. I wonder what her response would be if I jokingly referred to her as my future sister-in-law. Jokes of that nature are typically her domain but... well, maybe it takes speaking in a language she understands to get her to notice Winter’s advances.

Regardless, it’s just occurred to me that I do have quite an extensive support network and I should set up contingencies. In the event Blake still wants to attend the gala with me, I should have a back-up plan; I think I’ll reach out to Pyrrha, see if she’s free that evening and could stay in the area if a hasty exit is required. Winter and I may be mandated to remain at the event but, if either Blake or Yang begin feeling uncomfortable- I don’t see the latter missing out on anything falling within the classical definition of a ‘party’ but Winter seems adamant- they can leave at any time they wish.

I already envy them that freedom.

July 5th- Dear Diary, Again, I find myself a bit amazed. Blake possesses a very intricate understanding of the worst case scenario and she seemed rather blasé about the whole thing. I don’t believe for a second she’s that confident in facing those stuffy morons at the gala- I can see in her eyes how she wants to balk and run- but she’s going to try and I’ll always admire her courage to try when every instinct screams at her otherwise. Also, our jog went a bit... longer than either of us expected; we both forgot the initial limit we’d set and just... kept running. Our conversation took so many turns- I actually find myself looking forward to the possibility that someone might incense her enough to pull a passionate rant from her mid gala. It would be glorious to witness and being able to say she’s my date to all the stupefied morons? Priceless.

Also, my conversation with Yang last night drew on a bit longer and I... was reminded of a few things. I sometimes forget that she plays her cards so close to the vest, to use a phrase, and hides her turmoil behind a mask of support. I suppose effectively raising Ruby on her own had some bearing on the way she always seems to keep her troubles to herself rather than ‘burden’ her friends with such thoughts, but that’s what we’re here for, damnit, and I’ll not stand idly by when something is bothering my friend and potential future sister-in-law.

After a lot of work, I managed to ferret the issue out of her. It seems she’s a bit intimidated about the gala. While she’s promised to dial back her puns and brash demeanor, she worries she’ll embarrass either myself or Winter, and while her heart’s in the right place, neither of us are worried about such. I tried to assure her of that but I’m quite certain my words fell on deaf ears; I forget, also, that she’s not as confident in herself as many believe. A cocky strut and a large smile can fool many but her vulnerabilities are there, if one looks close enough. On the upside, it provided a perfect opportunity to provide her Winter’s number, if only so she could see for herself that Winter has utmost confidence in her. That seemed to lift her spirits but, as of yet, she hasn’t reached out to Winter.

I swear, these two will be the death of me.

July 9th- Dear Diary, I spoke to Pyrrha and it turns out she and Nora have plans the night of the gala to see a movie. The theatre isn’t too far from the museum, so they’ll be in the area and happy to provide their assistance. Well, I’m not so sure about the ‘happy’ part; Nora didn’t seem entirely enthused but Pyrrha managed to talk her into it. Not sure what’s going on with those two but they’ve certainly been hanging around each other more often as of late. Probably a good thing; Pyrrha could use a little of Nora’s effortless ability to relax and just be goofy while Nora could certainly use a lesson or two in conducting herself according to... well, common decency. I swear, half the time, I think she purposefully ignores well established etiquette just to see how many people she can rile up, but she means well. I think.

At any rate, this secures Yang and Blake a back-up plan in the event things go south. Another round of assurances have occurred in the past day, going every which way- and I mean that literally. 

Winter has talked to me, promised to intervene if Father gets up to his usual tricks, which he no doubt will, and I assured her that I’d rather he do his best to tear us both down rather than just one of us suffer the consequences. I think it helps ease her mind that I’m willing to stand beside her, knowing quite well the hell we’re going to be walking into, but we both broke free of that world. If we must return, it won’t be alone. Funny, to think there was a time I envied her so greatly, I refused to talk to her. I suppose children aren’t the best equipped to handle the figurative minefields we navigated in our youth. It’s nice to think that she’s on my side, firmly; that we have each other’s backs. I think... I think one of these days, I should apologize for holding so much against her without saying a word...

Anyway, after ensuring that we were on the same page, we then had to deal with Yang and Blake. I’m not sure which of us had it harder, to be frank. I opted to try again explaining to Blake the sort of environment she’ll be walking into... it brought a considerable amount of shame to my heart to admit how awful these people are, and how I aspired to be exactly like them at one point in my life. Although I never said as much, I think she might’ve picked up on my fears that I’m truly no better, and she... well, did her usual Blake thing and offered for us to show up at the gala and then immediately run away, find a nice ice cream parlour, and settle down for a treat. While I’m not sure if her advocacy for avoiding the whole thing came from jest or seriousness, it made me laugh, because I honestly think it would be a much better way to spend an evening. Ice cream with a dear friend beats sitting in my apartment watching reruns and doing paperwork, anyway, and I do so enjoy her company. Alas, that seemed to be the extent of her concern regarding the events, and she’s steadfast in her courage to handle the whole ordeal with that quiet little smile of hers. I’ve recently begun to think how lucky I am to have such wonderful friends, and Blake comes in very high on that list.

However, by bringing it up again, it seems I unintentionally gave Blake the idea that I might want to take someone else instead. Preposterous, mind- no one else can read Yang half as well, aside from Ruby, and I’ll not be bringing that miniature tornado anywhere near these morons for fear she’ll either become embarrassed or challenged, neither of which would end well for all parties involved- and it took a fair amount of time to convince her otherwise. Truthfully, I can’t imagine bringing anyone else with me, not only to keep an eye on Winter and Yang but because I don’t think I’d want to have anyone else at my side when the vultures begin to circle. Blake’s seen... well ‘my worst’ is a bit misleading, since I’d like to think I’d grown a bit by the time we met, but certainly not my best. She’s seen the ugly side, the part I’m still trying to weed out from my soul, and knowing that I’m walking back into the garden where it grows wild- again I find myself questioning if this is the right decision to make. But that’s what the back-up plan is for, I must remember that. I’m a Schnee and I plan for every eventuality.

Anyway, setting aside the myriad of thoughts pinging around my head regarding this ridiculous gala, there’s what little I’ve gleaned about the communications between Yang and Winter, from the four most reliable sources.

From Winter’s perspective, she’s done everything she can to assure Yang that her presence is not only wanted but welcomed, and that anyone who makes her feel otherwise will be ‘dealt with’- a fine, empty threat at first, but there are times when I see a look come into Winter’s eyes I haven’t seen since her days in the military, and I’m not so sure ‘empty’ is the proper word. Of course she wouldn’t hold it against Yang if she didn’t want to go- really, neither of us could- but welcomed the company, and supposedly she admitted that she’s looking forward to seeing Yang in her dress again. It's both strange and fascinating to watch how quickly those jagged, rough edges from our childhood and beyond are melted away when Winter talks about Yang. I think 'smitten' is putting it lightly; I don't doubt Winter would fight the whole Atlesian army with one arm behind her back if Yang asked her to, and she'd do it with a smile. It's actually adorable and I never thought that would be an apt description for my little sister.

From Yang's take, I'm beginning to think this attraction goes much deeper for her. Not to say Winter's interest is purely superficial but it suddenly occurred to me that Yang never really showed much hesitation entering romantic relationships before or flirting with whoever caught her eye. She's dated before- and run the gambit as far as potential partners go- but the prospect of asking someone out or being asked out always seemed like no big deal. It might happen, it might not, but she didn't seem to concern herself with the outcome a great deal. Now, though? I swear, it's like she's worried the world might end if she makes the wrong move. Suddenly, every little thing she does matters, and it's stressing her out. On the one hand, I worry for my friend's health; it can't be good for her to continue worrying about how things might go. On the other... I'm a bit relieved she's taking this so seriously. Winter's rarely, if ever, spoken to me about her romantic leanings, seeing as the intimate nature of the conversation calls for... well, a closer relationship than we'd had for a few years. Now that we're actually talking about these little details, I can tell how serious she is about pursuing Yang, and knowing that an equal amount of care and consideration is being taken the other way around comforts me. However, Yang's sudden obtuseness and refusal to believe what's clear, plain as day in front of her face is vexing to the utmost degree.

Ruby's helped shed light on that. Apparently, I'm not in possession of all the facts regarding the sisters' upbringing. After Ruby's mother passed and Yang took over Ruby's care, their father shut down. I'd gleaned as much from their comments regarding their home life but I'd perhaps misjudged the duration; it seems quite clear that their father is still very upset over Yang's mother leaving him, as if he never truly healed from that loss even after all these years. In the back of their minds, the sisters have always wondered about the relationship between their father and Ruby's mother- if it was genuine love or merely a terrible coping mechanism- and that has made both of them reluctant to pursue anything serious in the romance department. It might be a fear of turning out like her mother holding Yang back or perhaps even taking after her father and falling into a deep depression if the relationship were to fail. Ruby's convinced it's just a phase, that Yang just needs a little more time before she'll come to the obvious conclusion that, yes, she likes Winter just as much as Winter likes her and they should give dating a chance.

The final bit of the puzzle is Penny, surprisingly enough. We talked a bit when I drove her over to Ruby's apartment, and she was very open and honest about how Winter's been acting when she thinks no one is looking. Penny hasn't expressed concern, per se, but she's noted that Winter will sometimes be caught up in her own thoughts, humming the tune to some high tempo song, though she usually frowns when she notices that's what she's doing, and often appears contemplative before resuming her humming. When I asked her what sort of songs Winter hums, she informed me rather bluntly that they're the kind Yang listens to- driving rock ballads with brash vocals. I'm not entirely sure what Winter does and doesn't tell Penny, so I opted to leave it at a comment on how I didn't think her musical tastes tended that way. At which point, Penny rather bluntly informed me that Winter had started listening to that sort of music because Yang did, and that probably had something to do with why she would frown from time to time about it; it probably made her think of Yang and miss her, because they don't spend nearly as much time together as Penny spends with Ruby or I spend with Blake.

Ultimately, the only logical conclusion I can draw is that I need to engineer more opportunities for Winter and Yang to interact, to help both of them get over themselves. Hopefully, with the gala just two short weeks away, I can provide plenty of excuses for just that. I'm sure they can sort through their respective issues together, in time. Absolutely.

July 10th- Dear Diary, I've orchestrated two more small gatherings. My intent is to have Blake assist me in providing Winter and Yang with plenty of one-on-one time. We'll see how it goes. Here's hoping for the best!

7 - 12

I. I gotta write this down. Fifty years from now, when I’m old and grey and can’t remember my name, I want to remember THIS NIGHT. Holy shit. Where do I start?

So, Weiss called me up a couple days ago saying she wanted to have a “game night” with Blake, Winter, and me- which, for one, surprising she didn’t invite Ruby, but Rubes is hanging with Penny so I GUESS I understand it, but even so- and I was like, sure, I’m game (I’m hilarious). Well, we get there tonight, and wouldn’t you know it, little Miss Frosty thought it would be a good idea to bust out Remnant: The Game. I INTRODUCED HER to this thing and she thinks she can beat me? AND she doesn’t bother inviting Ruby, the only person to give me hell over the years? Oh, it’s ON.

But it goes way beyond that. Because GUESS WHO starts off the night by mentioning how we’re all tragically at a disadvantage? Winter. Because of course the woman who served time in the military things she’d got the chops to play against ME.

So now I’ve already got my list of priority targets and a plan: put Blake between me and Winter, let them duke it out while I eliminate Weiss (safest bet since she always charges into a battle and never reinforces her back line) and then sweep Blake away in time to DESTROY Winter. It’s a matter of pride at this point; I ain’t gonna make it easy for her to use whatever tactical insight she might have over me to her advantage! I’ll go toe-to-toe with her at the end but I’m not about to get knocked down early!

The first few turns go exactly like I expect. Blake picks Menagerie (which, by the way, props to Weiss for getting the expansion, I really wish they’d include Menagerie in the base game) and Weiss goes for Mantle. I’ve got Vale and Winter picks Mistral- and I gotta ask her at some point to tell me some stories from there. She talks about it pretty fondly and soldiers get up to all sorts of mischief I can only dream of; she’s gotta have a few good ones. Anyway, I leave just enough of a weak point that Blake can’t resist cutting me off from Menagerie, but it also puts her squarely between me and Winter, so check THAT box. Meanwhile, I poked Weiss over in Mantle and she’s ready to make me pay. I’ve got enough good cards from my first few hands, so I’m building up my defenses in preparation for my strike.

And then Winter, this beautiful, wonderful, ridiculous woman sees RIGHT THROUGH ME and back doors her way into Vacuo, decimating the NPC defenses to establish a stronghold, completely letting Blake control the trade routes.

So, at this point, I’m impressed! But it takes more than that to beat YANG XIAO LONG at her own game!

The next few turns are pretty standard- except, like, Blake and Weiss started... HARDCORE FLIRTING. I’m not even kidding; I never thought I’d see ONE person I could describe as “thirsty as fuck but classy about it” much less TWO, but here I am, sitting front row to the “Weiss and Blake need to get a room wow” show. Winter didn’t seem to notice but, hey, I got EYES for this sort of stuff, I know when my friends are pining, and I sure AS HELL know when they REALLY want to make the first move but they’re too chicken shit. I decided to let them keep flirting; honestly, as long as they’re preoccupied with each other, they’re not giving me ABSOLUTE HELL which is pretty necessary after a few bad hands and a shit dice roll. Luckily, I’ve adjusted my defenses, so I’m ready if Winter strikes, but I think I’ll have to do the pragmatic thing and take Weiss out first. Between the two of them, Weiss is more likely to help her sis out even in a game, and I can’t fight a war on two fronts and succeed at this stage.

Then comes the moment of truth; I’ve just duked it out with Blake and we’re both weak, weak enough that Weiss COULD over extend and nearly wipe one of us from the board, and it’s an opportunity she’s NEVER passed up before. I’m ready to start cursing when Weiss goes AND ROUTS BLAKE! Like, it was BRUTAL! She ran herself thread bare just trying to reach the furthest spot BUT SHE DID IT. In one turn, Blake’s lost every territory she had, and she’s out of the game. 

But then it’s MY turn, and I hit on the three cards I needed, and Weiss spread herself WAY too thin. I’m in awe at my luck. I proceeded to absolutely STEAMROLL Weiss off the map, eliminating TWO PLAYERS in ONE TURN. Like. I’ve been playing this game FOR YEARS and I’ve never seen that!

So now it’s down to me and Winter. I honestly lost track of where Blake and Weiss went after that turn; they might’ve gone to the living room or something, I don’t know, because I am FOCUSED. Winter’s got a solid hold on Mistral and Vacuo, but I’ve got Menagerie, Mantle, AND Vale. Downside: I’m stretched thin. Not thin enough for me to be worried, but I know I’ll need to commit to a front. Winter’s pretty strong, all things considered, and I can’t bank on my perks to carry the game; I know I’ve only got two turns max before Winter’s gonna to cut through my lines like a hot knife through butter and wreck all my perks AND my supply lines.

And that was when I saw it. A side of Winter I hadn’t seen before. I got to see SOLDIER Winter, OFFICER Winter, the woman who’d held lives in her hands and made the tough calls and had to find a way to sleep at night with them.

Let me just say: I’ve never seen anything hotter. The pure focus, the grim determination, just how serious she was taking it- I might know that this is just a board game but I could see in her eyes that the miniatures on the board represented more than just plastic to her. For all the strength in her posture as she looked down at the game, I could see the cracks. Winter had only attacked the NPCs in Vacuo, which are almost impossible to NOT beat; now she’d be facing off against me, and it would be harder to come out of the fights without casualties.

And- she was RELUCTANT. Beneath the confidence and pride, there was a vulnerability. She didn’t want to lose, yeah, but more than that she didn’t want to lose her troops. Winter...  she CARED. About the little plastic figures, she really did, and when I pointed out as much, she brushed it off, but I could still see it. The way she picked up the dice like they were toxic and how she steeled her nerves.

When she looked at me right then, I was SO FUCKING GLAD I was sitting down because HOLY SHIT my knees went weak. This is a woman with cold fire in her veins, at once not wanting to burn but ready to incinerate, ready to do what she must but also obviously wishing she had another option. 

And suddenly, I GOT IT. Like, it all made sense- how she’d had a rough relationship with Weiss when they were younger, how the military helped her see the error of her ways, her attempts to reconnect with Weiss- everything about Winter clicked into place at that moment. She’s always seen herself as someone who wanted to do something, something more, but couldn’t find a way to accomplish it. So instead, she became devastatingly good at the things she NEVER WANTED TO DO. And now she’s at a point where she CAN go those other routes but SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW! But she’s tryin anyway, and that- I can’t even think of the words but it just, it gets me? Like, deep in my soul, I just resonate with that so much, with that burning desire to try even when you don’t know, to stumble through, but I at least am willing to fall flat on my face. Winter isn’t, at least not yet, but I think she just needs someone to show her it’s okay to stumble. Someone’s gonna be there to catch you.

So before we really got into it, I pointed out that it was really late and I have work early in the morning- which, for the record, isn’t a lie! I do have the early shift tomorrow! Then I suggested we call it a draw.

I’ve never seen anyone agree with me so quickly. Or look so relieved. I don’t think we should play Remnant: The Game again anytime soon; it’s obviously still too soon for Winter to be really entertaining stuff like that. But, damn, for what I saw tonight?

If I wasn’t already crushing so hard, I’d be worried my poor little heart would give out on me. There’s so many layers to her and every little peek just makes me want to see more! Weiss also invited us to a movie night later in the week; I’m dyin’ already to get to it!

I honestly didn’t think I could get this bad. And we’ve got that fancy party coming up! I wish I could bottle up this feeling and pull it out on rainy days. Nothing’s bringing me down any time soon!

20170715

I find myself motivated, putting pen to paper again, though for a much different reason than last time. I hope that looking back on my words might provide me with some sort of insight because, at present, I find myself too entirely possessed of a number of emotions to even begin processing them all.

Earlier this week, Weiss invited me to a game night, which seemed such a mundane and normal part of civilian life that I admittedly jumped at the opportunity. Little did I know, Yang would also be present, as well as Blake- the latter is a rather interesting character and seemed a touch intimidated when we spoke, though I’m not sure why. I’ll investigate more into that matter at a later point.

Anyway, throughout the game- a military strategy game; I should’ve expected such from my sister, rather than cards- I found myself consistently losing focus. I shouldn’t have chosen Mistral as a starting point. It made ascribing names to the figurines under my command far too easy, and with Terry’s recent transfer to Vacuo, I set myself up for a rather trying time. 

And I think... no, I’m sure Yang picked up on that. She’s perceptive- and clever, trying to set me up to take out Blake while she focused on Weiss, but that’s another matter- and she called an early end to the game before things got out of hand.

Now, I’m recently returned from a movie night among the same company and I’m... conflicted. It occurs to me that Yang is friendly, overtly so, and that her actions might just be those of a concerned acquaintance with perhaps a little first hand knowledge of the trials I face. But I find myself wanting to take them as something different, as a prospective partner trying to be supportive. It’s not fair to either of us, perhaps, but I can’t seem to stop myself from doing it.

I honestly can’t recall much of the movie. I’m sure Weiss meant well, opting for a storyline with action, but the military setting... it reminded me too much of the life I’ve left behind. The fact it was a “historical” representation of one of Atlas’ most famous battles also chaffed me raw; significant license was taken in many regards, and each inconsistency piled upon each other until I was fidgeting more than I was still.

But Yang noticed and put a hand on my arm, talked quietly so I had something else to focus on during the hard-to-watch scenes. She’s such an open and caring individual; I truly doubt I’ve ever done anything worthy of her presence in my life. Even as just a friend, I am more than grateful for her.

And I had the opportunity to repay the favor. I suppose I’m the only one she feels confident speaking with regarding her birth mother; she mentioned having a solid lead on a location for her again and a few of the reasons she can’t pursue it immediately. Although Blake seemed to be of a mind that she should leave the past alone, I encouraged her to seek her own closure. I even offered to accompany her.

I’m not entirely sure she’ll take me up on the offer but I believe I saw Yang’s eyes light up, shine in a manner that I’ve rarely seen. I assured her I would be able to get the time off from work with no trouble and that Penny can always stay with a friend while I’m gone.

I don’t know what possessed me to say all that, to make the offer in the first place- I’m not sure if I can actually get the time off or if I’d be comfortable leaving Penny alone. She’s improving by leaps and bounds since she met Ruby- and she’s apparently made new friends in a Pyrrha and Nora, who appear to be other friends of Ruby’s, and Weiss seems familiar enough to not be concerned- but I still feel confident I’d stand by the offer were she to take me up on it.

I’m a woman of meticulous planning. I calculated every step, even when unexpected obstacles appeared. My plans might’ve changed vastly in the past few years but that doesn’t mitigate the work I put into making those plans to begin with.

So how could I be moved to something so rash as a trip to the border? It would be at least a day’s journey by airship, perhaps warranting an overnight stay, and if Yang had said she was leaving tomorrow morning, I’d be packing a bag rather than writing all this out.

I fear that my feelings for Yang are getting the better of my judgment. More, I’m quite certain nothing ill will come of it, and for someone who sees the danger in everything, I’m aware enough to realize I may be making a grave mistake.

But this isn’t nearly as serious as I’m making it out to be, is it? Romantic entanglements, regardless of intensity or brevity, are ultimately a surmountable challenge, a wound that can heal with time if things go awry.

What I mean is: I think my affections for Yang may go deeper than I initially thought. And even if I’m destined for heartache... I think I’m okay with that.

I’m obviously not in my right mind. I’ll not be confessing my undying love anytime soon, of course.

But I will be packing an ‘A’ bag tonight. If Yang wants to go, I will support her, and I’ll be ready to support her if she opts to go alone.

More and more of my plans are involving Yang. So, too, do they involve Weiss and Penny.

Is this what it’s like to have a family?

July 19, 2017

This is just a post to say that I am extremely nervous Because it’s two days until the party and while Fire and Ice are dancing around each other even more than before, I’m also going with Princess, and she’s been unbearably sweet the last few weeks? I’m not even sure what’s going on anymore???

Even though she absolutely destroyed me in a board game last week. Like, absolutely wrecked me. But she wrecks me every time she smiles at me, so I guess it’s no surprise there!

Anyway, I might be scarce the next few days. Enjoy the queue in the meantime.

July 21st- Dear Diary, This is perhaps premature, but I’m about to finish my preparations for the gala. I’ve been texting Blake and it seems like she’s battling a last minute bout of nerves; she offered for us to run off to a movie theatre if I’d rather not have ice cream. I suppose that means our movie nights and little watch parties are rather enjoyable for her.

I hope tonight goes well. I think it’s rather apparent that Yang and Winter are getting closer; they seem to be confiding in each other more. Only a few more nudges and they’ll be together, I’m sure of it!

P.S. ... it’s too early to tell if this was a massive mistake or the best thing that could’ve happened. I think we all learned a lesson tonight... I also need to treat Blake to a dinner... and do something for Pyrrha and Nora...

Personally? I think I’m inclined to count tonight as a win regardless. But I should contact some lawyers just in case.

7 - 21

LET THE RECORD SHOW.

I FUCKED UP.

I REALLY FUCKED UP.

20170721

When I found Penny, I learned what the phrase ‘mother’s intuition’ truly meant.

When I finally reached out to Weiss, I learned what the phrase ‘unconditional love’ truly meant.

Today, I learned what the phrase ‘I am living’ meant, because there is no more apt a descriptor for this sensation.

I’m calling Yang first thing tomorrow morning. I’d hate for her to think I might be cross about the whole debacle. To be frank, I can’t stop smiling, even as I pen this. I will relish the look on Father’s face until my death bed, and even after.

And I need to thank Weiss for making this all possible. 

Right now, I’m going to drink a glass of wine to celebrate.

July 21, 2017

... I’m going to eventually make a longer post about tonight (yep, the party, just got back, though ‘escaped’ might be the better term) and you know... in my free time, I come up with as much fictional content as my fingers can produce... and if I’d read a description of tonight, I’d leave a comment about how the suspension of disbelief is a very real thing and the events portrayed completely destroyed it... but here I am, having seen with my own eyes... and I have to say...

... truth really is stranger than fiction.

July 22, 2017

Who wants the dirty details on last night? Check below the cut.

I just have to get this out. I swear, on all the fanfic I’ve ever produced, that what I’m about to describe actually happened. I know none of you are going to be inclined to believe it though. I’m still not sure I do.

So Princess’ party, the one where I was basically there to help babysit Ice and Fire. It was at this museum- because I guess that’s what the upper echelons of society think is cool, just milling around surrounded by ‘interesting’ things to make up for their emptiness; I might be a little bitter- but we arrived in grand style. Limousine, Princess escorting me while Ice escorted Fire, glasses of champagne and insincere inquiries into our health and such- if I believed for one second any of it was real, I might’ve been charmed. For all the boring small talk, standing beside Princess... I’m forced to admit there was a certain romantic quality to it.

Okay, before I go into the other stuff, allow me to gush first. Princess... I suppose it would be rather accurate to say I adopted the moniker for her at first to mock her. Then, it became something of a joke- a lighthearted tease. But last night, I swear, I am entirely sincere when I say she looked like a Princess. I could wax poetic about this for a while but I’ll try to tone my gay down a little. I dunno what it was but seeing her in such formal attire... the only regret I have is that she wore more makeup than usual. I’m not against a little foundation of course- and I... probably go a little overboard on the eyeliner and eye shadow- but it covered up her scar. Honestly, I think that is the one thing that encouraged me to get to know her, above all else; it hinted at something much deeper than what I took at face value. Aside from that, she just... carried herself differently. Regally, almost. I’ll admit, I prefer when she’s relaxed and casual- as much as she gets, anyway- but... I definitely see the appeal of her more formal posture. And, yes, for all those who asked: we did get to dance and I didn’t fall flat on my face. I mean, we spent most of it talking about Ice and Fire but... I noticed she danced much closer to me than Fire did when she was teaching me. And she felt so comfortable with me, like she was really enjoying it. That part? I couldn’t write something that magical.

Anyway, about an hour in, everyone’s moved past the polite part and the gossip machine is starting up. I think the whole cataclysm of events started with someone making a snide remark to Ice about her somewhat recent adoption of a child she’d found (I’ll admit I don’t have all the details but from what I understand it was an important turning point in Ice’s life that steered her back towards Princess and repairing their relationship as sisters) and that got Fire going. I may complain about her propensity to make puns and lewd jokes, but there’s this other side to it that people don’t really acknowledge much. You have to be extremely well versed in conversation and language to not only make those sort of jokes but to steer others into creating opportunities for you to do so; the people who best utilize it are also the ones who tend to make more puns and innuendos than any other, because they’re constantly aware of what’s being said and what lies beneath what’s being said. (A skill I am woefully lacking in, despite what you all might think; I’m certain there’s a sex joke in there that I can quite articulate but Fire certainly could. Without blushing.) With an opening created- and something of a single mother herself, considering her family- Fire went off in the classiest way, with the sweetest smile and keeping a tight lid on her anger. At first, at least.

And then Princess’ father decided to join the conversation. I’ll have tea with the devil before I subject myself to his company again. Honestly, after meeting him myself, it’s an absolute wonder anyone connected to him could have a scrap of a soul, with as black as his is. I’m just going to refer to him as Douchebag McMustache for the rest of this- I don’t really care about how long that is; the accuracy is more important to me. (And I did say it to his face, so it’s not like I’m being duplicitous.)

After Douchebag McMustache butts in, things start getting tense. Princess and Ice are cold towards him- and I mean below absolute zero. I’ve never seen either of them just... wall themselves off like that. It was terrifying, if I’m honest, because it didn’t sound the least bit like they weren’t used to it. I’m fairly certain that’s how they must’ve been for most of their lives, to everyone. Just... cold, biting, and bitter. Icebergs lingering in the dark, adrift at sea.

By that point, I... well, I was getting mad. Every word, every movement he made, all he did was cut down their accomplishments and make light of their triumphs. And all these mindless, rich, stuck up assholes just chortled right along with him, encouraging him even more to continue dragging them through the mud. I think it was when he pointed out Princess’ scar, how it must be so difficult for her to find a ‘respectable date’ given such a ‘horrific deformity’ that I snapped.

So, I did what any sane person would do in that situation. Douchebag McMustache is the CEO of a large corporation. I proceeded to list off every setback, every public affairs disaster, every little shred of doubt that might make an investor a bit nervous. And then I used his own words about me against him. He’s a racist bastard- that much I’d already known- but he decided to go the standard route of implying I must be of subpar intelligence purely because of the ears on my head. So, obviously, if someone as dumb as me can see how terribly the company is being managed, how their profits will be taking a sharp dive soon, how his ability to contain situations is severely lacking, then it’s bound to be known by the public, and then I proceeded to cite every single article and report to back up everything I’d said. I did my research before walking into that lion’s den; it took a few all nighters, but I have more than enough shade to throw on anyone who might’ve tried trading verbal barbs with me. When he accused me of trying to undermine the trust others might have in him, I admitted that I intended nothing of the sort. I just wouldn’t want to have any of my money tied up with him when those stock prices start falling, is all.

Because that’s how you get the attention of people like this. Physical harm, emotional scaring, environmental concerns- that doesn’t shake them, but mention how that pocketbook of theirs might suffer? Now you’ve got them by the balls.

I expected to get a few snide comments, some side looks, and maybe even a threat or two. I was ready for that. I don’t think Princess was- my reaction, at least, if nothing else- but... maybe it’s my optimism talking, but I swear, I think Weiss absolutely supported every word that came out of my mouth. You should’ve seen the way she looked at me then; it was more than gratitude it was... almost admiration? Perhaps something softer? The part of me that just wants to tell her that I might be falling in love with her wants to say that it was adoration and pride, but I think that’s reaching a bit too far.

Anyway, the moment it became obvious that the other guests were discreetly checking the articles themselves- and maybe even making arrangements to sell off their stocks- is when things really got out of hand. Douchebag McMustache doesn’t have the same calm, cold, steely resolve as his daughters; he got angry, and he said something absolutely disgusting that I won’t repeat. The basic gist: not only did he grievously insult his daughters, and their mother, but every woman out there, so add ‘misogynist’ to the list of ‘reasons this man is an absolute asshole’.

Now, one thing you must understand about Fire: she’s an extremely intelligent woman. She hides it sometimes beneath jokes and charm, but she’s keen. However, when it comes to almost anything, she’s more prone to acting on instinct and using her strength to her advantage.

So she absolutely walked straight up to Douchebag McMustache and said something to him- it was so low, not even I could pick it up. Whatever it was, it prompted him to take a swing at her.

And that was when he fucked up.

She decked him. Straight to the face, didn’t hold anything back, absolutely decked him. I heard the nose crunch and everything, watched him go flying back.

I’d like to say we stayed there and turned the whole party into a brawl. I’d really like to say that. But Ice immediately reacted, rushed over to Fire and told her to grab me and get the hell out of there. Which we did, because Princess is nothing less than thorough; she’d had an escape plan in place since the beginning. 

After we got picked up and whisked away, Fire... well... I think it hit her pretty hard that she just laid out the father of her crush. Don’t get me wrong! I really didn’t think Ice was upset with her over it last night, told her as much, and she called this morning to confirm as much! But, ya know. I’ve mentioned Fire’s always been concerned about having an anger management problem and things like this make her worried that she’s, I dunno, turning into some red eyed rage monster or something. 

I haven’t talked to Princess yet. I figure she’s going to be way too concerned about Ice and Fire to really

Well, speak of the devil. She’s calling me now. I’ll give all of you an update at some point.

July 22, 2017

I said I’d give you an update and here it is, fresh off the presses: I am very gay.

That is all. Stay tuned for more of me flailing while trying not to crush on my friend.

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