#like i mean theres no water. none for the sinks not for the shower

[kpoptart216]

You’re my Utopia (pt 7)

A/n: Back to writing, hope you enjoy it!

As the day progressed, it will finally sinking in that you had a date. And not just any date, it was a date with Hoseok. Till that night at the studio, you had no inkling that maybe he returned your feelings, but your gut told you otherwise that night. 

That same night, you remember thinking about him before falling asleep, and you had vivid dreams about being in a relationship with him. Though you were scared about dating again, your dreams were only pleasant, almost as much as the boy you were crushing on. It was like a sign to just trust in him, your feelings, and what the universe had to offer. Maybe a relationship with him wouldn’t be doomed like you thought. 

The next day, you left work and rushed to your apartment. The previous night, you were too excited to pick out what to wear and now you panicked that you didn’t have enough time. He simply texted you earlier that he was going to pick you up at six which gave you exactly two hours. You quickly showered, made sure you were well groomed, and did your hair. You opted for simple makeup, and you just stood in your towel facing all your options for outfits for tonight. You opted for a simple black dress that you bought and never had the chance to wear. Nothing like a new outfit to give you a confidence boost.

You were just putting on the final touch of makeup when you heard a knock on the door. You almost ran to the door and you opened the door with a shy smile. Hoseok was looking down when the door opened and as he looked up, a big smile formed on his beautiful face. He was holding a small bouquet of colorful flowers, but you honestly couldn’t help but stare at him. You rarely saw him as dressed up as he was now, other than we had schedules. He was dressed in black pants and black dress shirt that hugged is figure, and if you didn’t know better you’d probably drool. 

“You look beautiful” he said, handing you the flowers. 

“come in?” you asked, as you took the flowers and made way for him to come in. He nodded, and you closed the door behind him, gulping as the nerves kicked in more. 

“Let me just get my purse and we can leave? where are we going by the way?” you asked, trying to ease your nerves. 

“Oh that’s a surprise, but I think you’ll like it!” he calls out to you from the living room as you entered your closet to grab a purse to match your outfit. 

“Fine, I guess i’ll trust you. You look handsome too, by the way” you say, wanting to return the compliment. And you truly meant it, he was gorgeous. 

Hoseok simply blushed at the compliment. “ready?” he asked. You nodded, and the both of you made your way out. 

The surprise was that he had reserved a private room and table at one of the restaurants you had once told him about. It was a famous italian restaurant, but it was pretty fancy and always needed reservations weeks or months in advance. You never thought you’d have the chance to eat here, let alone in a private room, or with such a handsome man. 

“The food is so good, wow” you say, taking a bite of the food. Hoseok had ordered for the both of you, and he took pride in knowing your taste in food. he was glad he made the right choice. 

“Wait till you try dessert then!” he said, smiling. 

You both conversed over food, and though you were still slightly nervous, you both fell into a comfortable rhythm, talking and bantering as usual. Though, you didn’t miss the ways he flirted with you and perhaps it was the food, but you think you actually flirted back too. 

After the both of you finished, he reached for your hand. “Ready for part two of the date?” he asked. 

“Theres more?” you asked, surprised. This was already so nice, you couldn’t imagine what else he had planned. 

“You didn’t think I’d just take you to dinner did you? what kind of a date is that?” he had asked. Honestly, it was pretty much the only kind of ‘fancy’ date you knew of. That was all you ever had. It was either eating out or staying inside and hanging out. 

“I didn’t know what to expect from tonight” you said honestly. “But I’m enjoying every second of it”

He smiled, pulling you up and back out to the car. He drove the both of you to a seemingly remote road and if you were with anyone else, you might have been concerned about your safety. Soon, he pulled into a small patch of grass and urged you to step out. Once you got out of the car, you had a clear view of the city, the bridge, and the river that flowed beneath it. 

From where you were, the city seemed rather quiet but still very much alive and you had never seen anything quite like it. 

“we live there?” you ask, marveling at the beauty. 

“we sure do” he says, though the whole time he’s only been focused on your face and how your eyes glistened along with the lights from the city. 

“Such an amazing view” you said mostly to yourself. 

“sure is” he says, still looking at you and smiling. 

The view almost put you in a trance, but the only thing that broke it was Hoseok interlacing his fingers with your own as he held your hand. You loved how warm they were. You squeezed his hand a little, smiling at the view in front of you still. 

“How did you find this place?” you asked, after a few minutes of comfortable silence. 

“I’m not really sure. I was just driving one night and stumbled upon this place. I come here when I need to clear my head, and hardly anyone ever comes down these roads, let alone stops. It’s just peaceful” he says. 

“Thank you for sharing this with me” you turn to face him finally, smiling. “It’s stunning” you say. 

“Does this mean you’ll want to come back with me?” he asks. 

You were kind of confused by the question. “what do you mean?” you ask. 

“I don’t show this place to just anyone you know. Come to think of it, you’re the first. I never felt the need to share this place with anyone, but you” he says turning to face the city for the first time, hoping the night sky masked the way he was furiously blushing. 

“That means a lot” you say. “And yes, I’ll come back whenever you want me to” you say, however you weren’t really sure what that implied. But if it meant you got to be there for him, then you’d do it in a heartbeat. 

“I really like you” he says suddenly, causing you to gasp a little. He chuckled at your reaction. “I have for a while, if it wasn’t obvious” he adds. 

“define ‘a while’“ you say. 

“I don’t know honestly. You were just special, since we met. I didn’t understand how I felt, especially since back then you were dating Jungkook. But then you guys broke up, and we became good friends and my feelings just grew since then. But I couldn’t wait much longer, I had to let you know” he says, honestly. He didn’t want to bring up Jungkook tonight, but he didn’t want to lie to you. 

“Hey, look at me” you say softly, urging him to turn your way. He looked a little nervous, that to which you smiled at him. You weren’t sure where you got the courage, but you simply say “You have to know that I feel the same right?” 

Hoseok’s eyes widened, and felt joy engulf his entire being. “I have for a while too. Maybe not as long as you, but definitely just as strong” You say, not wanting to lie either. You felt a breeze blow by and since you were near the water, it felt especially cold. Hoseok let go of your hand and quickly ran back to the car to grab a jacket and he ran back and placed it around your shoulders. 

“that better?” he asked, still smiling like a goof. 

“yes thank you so much, oppa. For everything, really” you say, reaching for his hands again, missing the warmth they provided. 

“Can I kiss you?” he asked, suddenly. He had been wanting to kiss you since the moment he laid eyes on you tonight but he felt the need to ask for permission first. You just smiled and nodded, and soon enough your lips met his own. 

It was a sweet kiss, and you felt your heart race. Likewise, Hoseok smiled into the kiss. It was just as great as he imagined it would be. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about this a million times and yet none of those imaginations could surpass this feeling. 

Another breeze blew by, forcing Hoseok to break away from the kiss he so desperately wanted to keep going. “I should get you home before you get a cold” he says, resting his forehead against your own. He chuckles when he notices your frown, but he grabs your hand and leads you back to his car. 

You both talk on the way back to your car, still slightly nervous from the kiss, but having fun nonetheless. You feel as if you arrive back to your place too soon, though you’ve basically spent the entire evening with him. 

“Thank you for tonight, oppa” you say, unbuckling your seatbelt. 

“No, thank you. We can do this again soon, right?” he asked. 

“I’d like that” you say smiling. You weren’t really sure what to say beyond this point, and you figured you should probably get home and take your dog out for a walk before he pees in your apartment again. 

You quickly lean over, and kiss Hoseok on his cheek. “good night!” you say, reaching for the door. However, before you get the chance to open it, he pulls you back and kisses you. 

“good night, my favorite girl” he says, chuckling at the way you gasp again slightly. “go walk the dog, I know you’re concerned about him peeing inside again” he says, as if reading your thoughts. You giggle. “See you tomorrow” you say, finally stepping out the car. You walk back inside your building and turn to watch as he waves from inside the car and drives away. 

You practically squealed the second he was out of sight. That was perhaps one of the best dates you have been on period. He treated you so well throughout the night, and the kiss oh my god. 

Maybe it was because you hadn’t been kissed in years, but you swear this was different than any kiss you’d ever received before. To put it simply, it was nothing short of amazing. 

By the time you got in bed that night, your mind was flooded with thoughts of your date. You dozed off with a big smile on your face.

You woke up to one of your favorite texts the following morning. 

Hobi Oppa: Good Morning Beautiful. I can’t wait to see you at work. Hurry over. 

You smiled fondly at the text and quickly jumped out of bed to get ready. You were pretty sure he was already at work considering he had practice for upcoming award shows, so you didn’t waste any time getting ready. 

Would it be too obvious if you stopped by the practice room before heading to the studio? You still never talked to Jungkook about his request and you rather not have that conversation now... or anytime soon. You decided against it and quickly sent a message to Hoseok saying you were in the studio. 

Within a few minutes, he knocked at your studio door but unfortunately you had headphones in as you were editing something. You were bouncing your head to the beat, completely oblivious to him standing behind you and admiring you as he leaned against the door. 

After a minute or so, Hoseok simply walked to you and bent over to place a kiss on your cheek, scaring you. You jumped in your seat, and took the headphones off immediately. 

“Oppa! What if someone saw!!” you said, giggling, standing up to shut the door behind him. 

“I don’t care. I just wanted to come see you on break” he said, now leaning against your work table as you sat back down in your chair. “already working I see” he says, looking over to see what you were working on. “can I hear soon?” he asks. 

“When it’s done, as usual!” You say. It was a habit of yours to only let him listen to your finished product. You always wanted him to be proud of the work you had done. 

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, changing the subject. 

“I did actually”

“Darn, I was hoping to hear that you were too excited to fall asleep” he teased. 

“Why? Is that what happened with you?” you shot back. 

“You caught me there” he said, laughing. 

“I had a really great time last night, oppa” you say giggling. It just suddenly registered that he had kissed you a minute ago. And you didn’t even realize because it felt so natural. 

“You just realized I kissed you just now, didn’t you?” he asked, noting the expression on your face. 

“You know me so well” you say, giggling. 

“Was that out of line..? I wasn’t really thinking and I gue-” he began to ramble but you cut him off by quickly standing up and giving him a peck on the cheek as well. 

“It wasn’t out of line. I was just thinking how natural it felt” you say, blushing. 

“Good, because you can expect more of that from now on” he says confidently. “Anyways, before I head back to practice, I wanted to ask if you wanted to come to the award show at the end of the week!” he asks excitedly. 

You had been to a bunch of award shows in the past, watching the boys from backstage. It was always such a fun experience! 

“You don’t have to if you’re busy, but it would mean a lot if you’re there” he said, hopefully. 

“Of course, I’d love to” you say happily. Jungkook briefly crossed your mind, but you didn’t really care right now. Previously, Jungkook had asked you to come out to support him and his members, and you’d always wait backstage with your arms open to give him a big hug when it was done. It was one of your favorite memories from back then, but you found that you honestly hadn’t thought of that in years. 

Your mind now wandered to why Hoseok had asked you. As a friend? As a... girlfriend? You weren’t sure and you didn’t want to dwell on that either. You were going to go to show your support. 

Jungkook had a hard time that week. He constantly started thinking about you. Or rather, your relationship with his hyung. Wasn’t it an unsaid rule not to go after your friend’s ex? Would you even accept if Hoseok had asked you out? It was unfair of him to hope not, but he couldn’t help himself. It only made him wonder why he felt that way. 

He laid in bed, trying to work out why he was feeling the way he was when his door suddenly opened. In came Sooyoung, he hadn’t been expecting her. “Hey babe, I didn’t know you were coming today” Jungkook said, making room for her to sit. 

She stilled for a second and looked over to her boyfriend. “Do I need an invitation?” she asked before kicking off her shoes in a random direction. “I actually wanted to get your opinion on something for the award show”. It irked Jungkook slightly that she came over without any notice. You had never done that in the past, you were always respectful of his time and space. 

“What do you need?” Jungkook asks, laying back down. Sooyoung also laid down, right on Jungkook’s arms. Her strong scent invaded his nose. He always hated that perfume. It was so unnecessarily strong.

“We should color coordinate our outfits! I’m thinking of these two dresses” she said as she pointed to two different dresses on her phone screen. “they really complement my skin tone, don’t you think?” 

“Sooyoung, I don’t really determine my outfit, that’s what the stylist noona’s are for. I’m sure they already picked out my clothes to match the rest of the group” Jungkook sighed, not giving a damn about her dresses. 

“Oh come on, you’re the artist. Act like it. If you want to wear something specific, you get to wear it. I think I’m going to go with the teal dress. Find a shirt to match please!” she says, effectively ending that conversation. She really didn’t take no as an answer from anyone, even Jungkook. He sighs, as he listens to her complain about her team members. 

Jungkook thinks back to previous award shows, when he didn’t have a girlfriend in tow. At least, ones where she didn’t also walk the red carpet. He remembered bringing you to numerous award shows, but you were always behind stage with the rest of the staff. He always claimed he needed to feel your support, even if he couldn’t see you from the stage. And because of that need, you were there- for every award show and every concert alike. Only now was he starting to think how much time that would take out of your own schedule. 

Perhaps the best thing about bringing you to shows was probably when he was done though. You always waited backstage with arms open to give him a big hug, ready to tell him how proud of him you were. He remembered inhaling your scent some nights, or almost toppling the both of you down from exhaustion. But nonetheless, those hugs were the only way he ended those nights. The members used to joke that they felt left out, but he remembers one night where you swore those hugs were meant for Jungkook and Jungkook only. 

He smiled fondly at the memory while Sooyoung now talked about the latest diet she was on. 

The night of the award show came quicker than Jungkook had thought. The previous day, he had nicely asked the stylist noona if she could find a shirt in teal instead of the grey she had initially picked out. “It’s going to clash with everyone else though” she argued but he had pleaded with her, and ultimately they found middle ground in a shirt that had hints of teal. 

When Sooyoung and him met up before the red carpet, the boys were wary of her presence the second she knocked on their door. She walked in with the same teal dress she showed Jungkook earlier and it was clear from her facial expression she wasn’t pleased with his outfit at all. 

“What happened to the teal?” she asked quite angrily. “This is not what I meant, Jungkook!” she said, assessing his shirt. 

“This is all we could do in short notice” Jungkook grumbled. He could see Sooyoung glare at the stylist noona who was still touching up his outfit. 

Just then, another there was another knock on the door. Jungkook turned to see who it was, and he saw Hoseok rushing to the door. Whoever it was, was pretty much blocked from his view by Hoseok. 

Only when Hoseok moved to let the visitor in did he see who it was. There you stood, looking more gorgeous than ever. You wore an amazing black gown which really showed off your figure, but it was simple and not over the top. In fact, it really highlighted your natural beauty and Jungkook couldn’t help but stare. 

“You’re here!” Hoseok said, leading you to the couch. You hadn’t noticed Jungkook and Sooyoung yet, and the other members quickly came to greet you. 

“Why the fuck is she here” Sooyoung muttered under her breath, causing Jungkook to glare at her. 

“Y/n, pleasure as always!” Jin says, sitting across from her. “Hoseok told us you’d be joining us today!” 

What? Why didn’t Jungkook hear of this before?

Sooyoung scoffed, finally grabbing onto Jungkook and walking over to where you and the members sat. 

“It’s nice seeing you again” Sooyoung said in a sickeningly sweet voice. “I didn’t know you’d be joining us. Though I don’t think you’re allowed to walk the carpet...” Sooyoung mused. 

“Oh, I wasn’t planning on it” you chirped. No way were you going to walk down a carpet full of flashing cameras. You wished to keep your identity anonymous for as long as possible. 

You had only dressed up because Hoseok had asked, he wanted to whisk you off on another date after things were done. Plus, it gave you reason to wear that gown that’s been sitting in the back of your closet for so long. Your previous boss had given it you as a gift, saying you were bound to grace many award shows in the future. Little did he know that you were too shy for any of that and you enjoyed remaining...mysterious. Plus, it’s not like you stood out backstage. Plenty of the staff also dress up for these events even if they’re not in the public eye a majority of the night. 

“Wah, so pretty” Taehyung amused aloud. “I’d ruffle your hair like old times but I don’t want to mess it up!” 

“Thank you Tae” you giggle. You turn to smile warmly at Hoseok, who’s eyes haven’t left you for even a second since you walked in. Jungkook didn’t miss this fact. 

“Are you excited to see everyone perform?” Namjoon asked while fixing his sleeve. 

“I am! I haven’t seen a BTS live stage in so long. Not to mention some of the other groups I worked with are also here” You say excitedly. 

“Ok guys, it’s time” announces the manager. He quickly says hi to you, and lets you know that. He leads you to the other staff, who were taking another car to the venue. 

“I wish you could ride with us. Or better yet walk the stage with me. It’s not fair that Jungkook gets to walk his date down the red carpet” Hoseok whines, trying to soak in as much time as he can with you. 

You blush at the comment. “I’ll see you after, silly. I promise”

“I hope you’re the first thing I see. You better be cheering louder than anyone else!” he says, starting to leave for the rest of the boys. Jungkook watches on as you and Hoseok converse, and he hates the jealousy that boils inside him. 

“Of course. Now go!” you say, slightly pushing Hoseok forward. “Bye, Handsome” you say quietly. You smile as you hear “Bye, Beautiful”

The red carpet seemed to go on forever. Jungkook just wanted to walk into the venue and settle down for the rest of the night. Reporters kept asking him and Sooyoung about their relationship. He wished he could just walk with the rest of his members like normal. They were already in the venue and he only made it about half way!

Luckily, Sooyoung was required to sit with the rest of her group, much to her chagrin. The award show as a whole was pretty great, and the boys loved hearing all their fans cheer for them. They won numerous awards, including a few daesangs, and their stage went incredibly well. 

The end of the award show was finally here and as soon as all the idols walked off the stage, Sooyoung immediately walked back to Jungkook and the rest of the boys. 

The boys and Sooyoung were led towards their own dressing room so that they could get changed and get ready to head out. As the boys walked farther down the venue, they approached their room. It was only when they got closer did both Jungkook and Hoseok (as well as the rest of the boys) see you waiting by the door. 

For a second, it was if Jungkook had forgot the past- the breakup, the years since then, and the fact that he was dating someone else. When his eyes landed on you, he felt the same urge he felt years ago- to run to you and give you the biggest hug he could muster at the moment. He so desperately wanted to hear how proud of him you were again and how much you loved him. And for a second, he swore you felt the same because you looked so proud, so happy. You had a big smile on your face and it looked like you were eagerly waiting for him to approach. 

Except it wasn’t him you were waiting for. 

He saw Hoseok practically run to you, engulfing you in a big hug. It was like something out of a movie- he practically lifted you up and spun you around. Your giggles could be heard by everyone around and if the sight in front of him didn’t hurt so much, the sound would have been absolutely delightful. 

The boys were all on a high right now- they had a great night with the award shows. It was definitely a night to celebrate all of their hard work. Hoseok especially felt incredibly happy tonight. Not only did his band do incredibly well tonight, but he also got to celebrate with his special girl. The joy was he felt was almost overwhelming. 

So no, he couldn’t help himself when he ran up to you and hugged you. He didn’t care who saw, even Jungkook. Any consequences would be worth it because he swore the way you laughed with him was the most amazing sound in the world. 

He set you down a moment later and you wrapped your hands around his neck and closed your eyes. At this point, the rest of the members were approaching you both. “I’m so freaking proud of you” you say, just so he can hear. 

But Jungkook heard it. 

And the words he wished so desperately hear would now haunt him because it was clear as day that yes, you moved on. Yes, you liked Hoseok. Yes, there was something going on between the two of you. And yes, you seemed incredibly happy. 

To Jungkook it felt like he lost. Not like losing a game, but he lost out on something incredible. Something real. And he didn’t know if he could rectify that loss. 

So while tonight was a night for celebration and fun, he watched on at your happiness along with that of the rest of the boys. He watched and he felt unhappier each second, despite all he had to be thankful for. 

For everything just didn’t seem worth it without you. 

[anandasamsara]

Okay, i’m going crazy here thinking about this, i cant just dump that on my friends bc they all busy with their lives and jobs, and saturday is a long time coming so i cant scream it all out on therapy yet.

I found a house. It’s kinda shitty, very small, cheap-y and probably not that structurally sound. It’s also probably an illegal construction that someone exploited. It’s in a very poorly planned villa (or whatever it is called in english). But i fell in love with it and i need to move there. I fucking remade the whole thing on the sims so i could play-plan how i would decorate it.

It’s also near my best friend’s house, so thats a plus and a half for safety and comfort reasons.

It has an open plan kitchen/living room that is about 2x3m, maybe less. Probably less. It has only one room, but it looks okay-ish sized and IT HAS A MINI VERANDA, which you can see that i love more than anything else, with half a view of the street and full wall glass doors/windows set. Probs 2x2,5m counting the mini veranda. The bathroom is a literal square, maybe 1,5x1,5m, but it does have a nice shower space. On the outside, theoretically the washing tank belongs to the house, even tho it is literally outside on the mini patio.

Imma show you the pics bc i gotta rant about this more:

The front.

The mini patio outside.

The view of the house itself. It’s on the “second level” of the place.

The outside washing tank.

The living room.

The kitchen.

The bedroom.

The mini veranda (more like micro) with a view to the street.

Hallway to the bathroom.

The shower.

The rest of the bathroom.

So. Really fucking small and weird, right? But i truly fell in love with this shitty place.

And i made plans. 

On the outside, i can probably maybe fit a washing machine by the washing tank. Tight fit, but it may work. 

I can fit a small couch (more like a futon), a very thin table by the half wall under the window, a very small coffee table and some storage high on the walls of the living room. Maybe even a thin rack and a small shelf. I wont have a tv bc i dont use one, so i could leave an empty square on the wall and use a projector to watch shit when i have people over. 

For the kitchen, the stove would be on that square by the half wall. More storage high on the walls and a cabinet by the sink, maybe. If i could find a smaller fridge, like a 1,50m tall one, i can put it by the bedroom door with a microwave over it. The coffee maker would be on the cabinet by the sink or the thin table at the other side of the half wall.

For the room, i can easily create a wall made of bookshelves on the middle to separate bedroom and office. I can also add a higher level made of wood where the bed will be, to create a better illusion of two ambients. On the micro veranda, plants and a garden table/chair combo if i can fit it. Also, a magnetic mosquito door curtain bc yes.

The batroom only needs some storage, so some shelves on the wall would be enough. Maybe a big mirror to hang there too.

I’m very very tempted to contact the owner and book an appointment just to see the place in person. But the thing is, i absolutely cant move there.

I’ve no job, no money, no means. It’s a 700brl rent, 3 months in advance, which means 140usd per month plus 400usd in advance. And im not even listing the bills. Water is apparently shared with the other residents, but theres electricity and internet and my phone and my medicine.

Its a lot and im going crazy and i cant deal with my parents anymore. I dont wanna be their parent, i dont even want to have kids! And my health is catching up with me, so the number of jobs i could do is going down, and being unemployed with a declining health will help me with fuck all.

This is more a rant than anything. I want so bad to show people this house, but i cant bc i dont want to bother anyone specificaly with a useless wish, so i’ll show it here and people will just ignore and thats fine.

I just. I keep realising that im way poorer than i ever thought i was, and its taking a toll on me. No jobs i could get would pay me enough to move out, no matter what kind. Teacher, artist, academic advisor, secretary, cleaning crew, store clerk, supermarket cashier, none of these pay me enough to survive, and half of them i cant physically do.

Anyways, TL:DR i found a shitty house in a shitty place that i fell in love with. I’ll never be able to live there.

[noodlecupcakeswritings]

Now or Never - Chapter 4 (A NeganxRoxy fic)

The Saviours are about to go to war with Alexandria and tensions are high. Negan wants what’s best for his people but wants as little casualties as possible but it almost seems impossible. Roxy is struggling to admit her feelings to Negan not wanting to make the situation worse and give him more to worry about. Will there be a good outcome for both of them?

This is the third and final instalment in the canon NeganxRoxy series.

Please leave comments, kudos and reblogs if you like it. It really helps me out as a writer, lemme know if you wanna be on the taglist as well :)

Warnings: Language, Implied smut, Implied sex, Gore

Chapter 4

Negan’s P.O.V

I’d managed to make it back inside The Sanctuary along with another member of Alexandria. It just seemed like they couldn’t stay away from me. First Eugene and now the scary fucking priest. Gabriel. What a fitting name for his job. Although Gabriel would likely fill Daryl’s spot. I couldn’t leave him out there, after all I’m a saviour and I save people. Hopefully he would start to get the fucking point now. I was in need a good fucking shower though and these clothes were being thrown away. We’d had to cover ourselves in walker guts in order to make it through the herd and it had been a very fucking close call. But we were alive that was the main thing. However with that problem out of the way there was now another. I could hear a lot of commotion from upstairs and none of the workers were where they should be. Seems like Roxy and Simon hadn't been able to keep this place together like I’d thought. I suppose they didn’t have the same level as threat as I did. The workers weren’t afraid of them, but they were fucking shit scared of me.

I headed upstairs, Gabriel following me. It seemed like a fight had broken out. I heard a gunshot, which brought a few moments of silence. Fuck. Who the fuck is firing guns in here?! I whistled, making my presence known. Everyone turned their attention to me before quickly kneeling. I spotted Roxy amongst the crowd, who seemed happy and relieved to see me. “You know you don’t need to kneel to me baby girl,” I spoke, “not here anyway.” Normally a comment like that would have earned me a glare, especially in front of so many people. However she chuckled, getting to her feet. “Now some of you probably thought I was dead, but that is not happening until I am fucking ready, seems you all need a reminder of who the fuck I am. I have a leather jacket, I have Lucille and my nut sack is made of steel. Now I need a sandwich, a shower and a massage. And then I’m gonna need a talk with my right-hand man so we can work out how the hell this all happened,” I explained.

Before I could give out the next order one of the workers spoke up, “thank god for you Negan.” I smiled, turning to Gabriel. One of the things he couldn’t understand was why these people needed me, well hopefully this would be the start of it. “Perhaps you’ll start seeing things our way soon,” I turned back to the crowd, “would someone gently take him to get cleaned up?” Two of my men helped up Gabriel to his feet and led him away without the usual roughness. The workers began to head back downstairs, leaving me with my few most trusted. Roxy bolted for me, throwing herself in my arms. “Don’t ever fucking do that to me again,” she spoke. “Your getting shit all over you.” “I don’t care right now.”

I smiled and returned the hug, kissing the top of her head. I suppose it gave me an excuse for her to shower with me. She pulled away, her shirt spotted with guts and blood, but she didn’t show any signs of disgust. She really must have been worried. “Come on let’s get cleaned up,” I suggested. I took her hand in mine and led her back to our room. I turned the shower on, thanking God that the hot water hadn't been turned off as well as the fans and lights. I could deal with darkness and getting a bit stuffy. Roxy began to undress but kept her bullet necklace on, the round resting between her breasts. She insisted on helping me out of my clothes, she put my leather jacket in the sink to wash later. We climbed into the shower and Roxy began to check me over for any injuries. “Baby girl I’m fine,” I insisted. “I just want to make sure.”

I closed my eyes, enjoying the warm water and the feel of her hands across my skin. I could only imagine how worried she must have been when I hadnt made it back inside. That’s why she was making such a fuss over me now. I held her close again as if to reassure her that everything was okay now. She relaxed into my touch as if all the tension from her body just faded away. “I told you I’m not going anywhere,” I spoke. “I know but today was too fucking close.” “But I’m here now and we can sort this shit out together.” She nodded before kissing me. We cleaned up before changing into clean clothes. Roxy made me a sandwich and made sure I was comfortable on the bed before washing my jacket. Once that was cleaned, she moved onto Lucille. I lay back on the bed, attempting to get comfortable. “Come here a sec,” I spoke. Roxy put Lucille down and climbed onto the bed, laying beside me. I pulled her closer, so she was in my arms with her head on my chest.

Roxy studied me for a little while, she looked like she wanted to say something, yet she was having a hard time spitting it out. I cupped her cheek, noticing how she nestled into my touch again. “What is it?” I asked. Her expression changed, she shook herself out of her trance and forced a small smile instead. “Nothing. I’m just glad you’re okay,” she spoke. I didn’t quite believe her, but I didn’t want to press her for it. “If you’re okay, I’m okay,” I replied, pressing my forehead to hers. Her smile this time was genuine. Roxy rolled me over onto my back before straddling me. I rested my hands on her hips as she leaned down to kiss me. Now this was a welcome home I could get used too.

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Roxy and I redressed, I couldn’t put off solving the walker any longer. I needed to talk to Simon and figure out a plan. Eugene was meant to have the brains in this place, perhaps he could be useful. “You should probably visit the wives first,” Roxy mentioned. “Oh?” “They were pretty worried, Amber nearly had a breakdown.” That didn’t surprise me. But I knew they hadn't been worried for the same reasons Roxy had. I can’t say I blamed them, I’d made a promise to protect them and now there was walkers right outside the door. “Alright, I’ll stop by there first,” I mentioned. “I’ll come with you, I’d been meaning to go there too.”

I smiled softly, it was nice how much Roxy cared about them. Sherry had always been the motherly one but now she was gone Roxy had filled that role. Most people probably she thought she cared more about them than I did nowadays. I suppose in a way they were right. Out of all of them Roxy was the most important, the one I trusted the most, the one who had the most freedom out of all of them. But she wasn’t like them, she didn’t cower away and hide from danger, she wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty or do her fair share of work. I’d broken pretty much all my rules with Roxy as well as let her get away with breaking a few of her own. We headed inside together, the wives look relieved to see me. I even got a hug from Sabrina, which was nice. Amber look visibly relieved, I could imagine she had been the worst one to keep calm. She was the youngest and the most naive.

“You ladies should know by now that why I make a promise to you all I make sure I keep it. I’m not going anywhere and I’m gonna fix this mess, okay?” I addressed them all. I stayed for about half an hour before I left Roxy with them. They were okay and I couldn’t waste anymore time. I needed this place back up and running before planning a plan of attack against Rick. I radioed for Simon to meet me on the ground floor, I wanted to make sure all the entrances were reinforced. “Our main plan right now is to make sure nothing gets in here, is that clear?” I explained. “Yes sir, Roxy and I thought it would be best to conserve energy for the time being as well as ration supplies.” “I appreciate that but if the workers are gonna keep working they need water. Food portions are gonna need to be cut down as well. Is there any exit to this place that hasn’t got walkers near it?” “No. We’re surrounded, Roxy already thought about trying to get a vehicle and leading them away but theres no way out.”

“Now addressing the huge ass elephant in the room, this didn’t happen by coincidence. Someone’s giving Rick information and I need them found asap.” “You don’t think it’s Eugene?” “I know he’s the obvious choice because he betrayed Rick so what's stopping him from betraying us, right? I’m the big scary fucker with a bat and he’s the coward who’s just looking for the best means of survival. He wouldn’t go back on us now. Even with this shit storm, it's not like he could anyway.” Simon shrugged, he was still sceptical, that was fine. Until Eugene was proven innocent nobody would believe him. That’s why Eugene was going to find a way to lead the walkers away.

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Agent Carter AN Au Series

Its here!!! Chapter 12 is partially done! Since the episodes and the story have to coincide with each other, each episode will likely be 3+ chapters each. This chapter is only part of episode 1 and its 2500+ words...so yeah. I’m gonna have a lot of revision and thinking to do for future chapters XD I hope y’all enjoy this one!!!!

Peggy's POV:

I rise early in the morning, right before the sun. I see that Steph is sound asleep, and I slip away for a shower. Today I start working again, and while I am thrilled to leave this building and do more than sit around and read, I am worried. I've never been away from my little poppet before, and I don't know how long I'll be able to go without seeing her. I'm suppose to be in the office at 9 O' Clock and leave around 5, but I'm hoping to leave sooner than that. I know the Jarvis's will take good care of her, but I'm still fearful of what the day lintels. I step out of the shower and quickly change, only to hear Stephanie start to cry. I pick her up and start to nurse her.

Shes been doing amazing since Daniel helped. Daniel... Oh bloody hell. I forgot. What will me working entail for us? I hope we'll still be able to spend time together. I don't want us to grow apart. We've been getting so close...and I'm not exactly sure how to feel about it to other than amazing. I'm not sure if he feels this feeling I do when we're together, but I hope we'll be able to explore it further. Once Steph is finished I lay her back down and make some tea and toast. Colleen grabbed the newspaper earlier and I haven't gotten to read it yet, but when I do, I'm in complete shock. CAPTAIN AMERICA ALLAY YET TO EXPLAIN WEAPON SALE. Oh dammit Howard,  what have you done now... I set down the paper and finish getting ready for work. I water the plant and start to fold up the bed, until Colleen enters.

"Oh don't bother, I can't feel my feet." Shes been working more nigh shifts lately and has just returned home.

"Colleen."

"They let 10 girls go yesterday" Here lately since the war ended, woman have been loosing their jobs left and right.

"Did they say why?"

"Because 10 more GI's got discharged." She fluffs the pillows and lies down on the bed. "I had to show a guy from Canarsie how to use a ribbon gun." Its terrible, the world we live in. Woman are seen as less than men, and are forced out of there jobs to make room for them. "Oh I think I have tuberculosis..." Oh dear... that may explain why she has been feeling under the weather lately.

"Thanks by the way, you lent this to me last night while you were at work." Stephanie had barfed all over my sweater in the evening, and before Colleen had left, she let me wear it. She waves it off.

"It looks better on you, ya know. Its something that might catch a mans eye. Say on a date...maybe with a certain fella down the hall..."

"Don't hold your breath." I say. I don't know if he feels the same way, and anyhow we're really good friends. I go to the closet and get my gun to put in my bag. I've had it hidden in a small storage box this whole year. "Especially with tuberculosis." She laughs.

"You know theres a difference between and Independent woman and a spinster. "I walk out of the closet and pick up Stephanie, thankfully she's still sleeping.

"Is it the shoes?" she laughs again. "Clock out, pull the curtains and sleep. Peggy's orders." I grab the nappy bag for poppet and turn to Colleen.

"Okay, but remember if I don't see you, we're going to the movies on Saturday. I have the night off."

"I'll try this time, but you know the office may try to keep me busy."

"Peg, you're working at the phone company, it ain't life and death." At this Steph begins to stir in my arm and snuggle closer.

"Darling... you have no idea." We laugh one last time and then I head out of the door.

Daniels POV:

When I get into the office this morning, theres more buzz than usual. Dooley keeps walking in and out of his office, and the other agents are walking around, answering phones, and writing up reports. Next thing I know, chief walks past me to the elevator.

"Hey look who decided to show up today."

"I'm here everyday Krizminski."

"Not true. You're not here on weekends." I get to my desk, set my crutch aside, and sit down. "Plus you've been skipping out."

"What? No I haven't." This guy is such a pain in my ass.

"Thompson confirmed it earlier. Is it true? You got a dame on your arm, Sousa?" I take a deep breath, let it out, and roll my eyes. "Hey, this is your chance. If you don't have one, then your luck might be changin'"

"What are you rambling on about?"

"We're getting a new secretary, maybe shes your type.. Hell, you could probably lure her in the file room and make a move." He laughs

"What? I thought we were getting a new agent today, not a secretary..."

"Whatever. Lady Agent, secretary, same thing." Lady Agent...? Before I can say anything else, Dooley walks in, and hes not alone. Holy shit...

"Alright, listen up. I have an announcement to make." As the chief speaks, the new agent  and I lock eyes, and I'm not sure which one of us is more in shock. "This is our new agent, Agent Carter, from the Brooklyn office in New York." Brooklyn office? It was shut down 6 months ago, where- oh, she was pregnant with Stephanie. Stephanie, whose fathers name was Steve... Oh my god.  Steve Rogers, as in Captain America, is Stephanie's father; and shes inherited part of the serum. That explains her strong smacking and flailing arms. I can see Peggy in instant panic, the moment she sees me. Dooley shows her where her desk is and she gets to work, but every eye in the office keeps staring for several minutes before they, too, get to work. God dammit, how could I have been so stupid..? It doesn't take long for her to slip a note to me to meet her in the file room.

"You can't tell anyone about Stephanie." Wow, okay, right to the punch. "Daniel, please, no one can know who her father is." I can see it in her eyes how worried she is. Does she not trust me to not say anything?

"Of course I won't say anything, Peggy." She breaths a sigh, leans back, and closes her eyes. When she opens then, she glances at me, and then away.

"I've been doing so well, what with keeping the identity of her father secret, I don't want anyone to know."

"Thats okay, I get it. I promise I won't tell anyone." She looks at me, as if shes analyzing me, looking for any lies or alternate motives, I guess she not finding any. Which makes sense, cause I have none.

"I had no idea you worked here, Daniel."

"Yeah, well... I do my best to keep my work life and personal life separate. And for the most part, its been working, but..."

"Now I'm here." It wasn't a question, as much as it was a statement. I nod my head and look away.

"I'm sorry..."

"For what?" I finally look at her.

"I appear to always be intruding in your life, and I apologize for that." she gives a dry chuckle. "But you are right to do so. To keep work and personal separate, I think we both need to do that." And my heart is starting to sink. I was afraid of this the moment I saw her in the office. I was afraid we'd grow apart because we wouldn't see each other, now its the opposite, we're going to see each other none-stop. I look down at the ground and nod my head.

"I agree. Complete strangers. We've never met before today and we don't mean anything to the other." I breath a sigh, and her head turns so fast to me, it looks like she had whip lash.

"Right. Complete strangers..." She looks like shes thinking of something. She tilts her head to the side as she bites the corner of her lip... dammit Daniel. I back away from her and turn away.

"Daniel? Where are you going?

"To my post Agent, or did you forget we have work?" She looks offended and shakes her head.

"Daniel..." She looks upset as she starts to walk closer.

"Sorry, I just.. need a minute to process this." She furrows her brows and glances way for a second. "I need a minute to process going from friends to nobody I'm suppose to care about in an instant."

"Nobody- Daniel." She looks appalled and grabs my arm. "What-"

"Well well well, look what we have here." Dammit Thompson. "You two seem nice and cozy. What are you doing down here?" Peggy immediately drops her hand and backs away slightly, and as subtly, as she could.

"Agent Sousa was just showing me the filing system,hes been very helpful."

"Well I bet he has..." She looks between us both confused, but doesn't say anything." Well since you're down here, why don't you put these away for me?"He hands them to me. "See  just how much more help Sousa can be." And with that he walks away.

"What an ass." I say

"What an arse" she says. We both say it at the same time.  I look over at Peggy and she looks at me, and we both laugh.

Peggy's POV:

After several hours of being at work, I am in complete agony. I miss my daughter. What I wouldn't give to be home right now. I sit at my desk with a  report in hand and a pencil in the other. Around and around I spin it, over and over again I read the same damn sentence. Ugh... I look in front of me, and I can see Daniels back turned. I still can't believe he works at the SSR. As I begin to get my mind set back to work, the alarm blares and the red lights flash. I look up and then at Daniel, and our eyes meet. Somethings happening. I get up from my seat and gather some papers, when suddenly the Chief and the others walk to the meeting room.

"Agent Carter, we just caught a red ball out of DC, all hands on desk." I start to gather supplies when he says, "Meaning,  cover the phones." Wanker... I grab my telephone and dial up Rose from the entrance.

"Rose? Forward all calls to the briefing room." She agrees and I set down the phone. "Covered, Shall we?" As we head to head to the conference room, Dooley begins to play a film, a film about Howard.

"So far, six pieces of Stark technology have either shown up on the black market or in the arsenals of enemy states. Hes been waffling on the hill. Treating the whole thing like a joke. And yesterday was his final day of hearings. Stark didn't show." Good Lord Howard, I'm going to kill you if I ever see you again. "We've checked his half-a-dozen houses, his half-a-dozen offices. Nothing." He's such an idiot that man. I look away from the chief and look at  Daniel, he has no idea what really is going on..." So as of this moment, Howard Stark is a fugitive from justice. Find him. Squeeze him. Till he looses his sense of humor. Thompson you lead." As I look over at Thompson, he starts to explain his ideas and plans, but I can't stand to listen to any more.

"Sir, I really must object-"

"Why am I not surprised." I internally sigh of frustrations. I already know where this is headed..

"Sir, I knew Howard Stark during the war, his help was invaluable. He may be a great many things, but hes not a trader." As I say this I glance at Daniel, whose eyes are glued to me. I look away as the chief speaks.

"We're all aware of your record Agent. I'm sure being Captain Americans...liaison... brought you into contact with all sorts of interesting people. But the Wars over. Let the professionals decide with whats gonna happen." And with that the meeting ends, of course, not without some gossip and rude slander about me and men during the war. Ugh, men are such pigs... But what I didn't expect was Daniel to speak up.

"What did you just say Krizminski?"

"I wasn't talking to you." I close my eyes and take a deep breath. This is going to be a very long day...

"I think you owe the lady an apology."

"Oh. You standing up for her now, Sousa? Well c'mon I ain't got all day." I look away before I lash out at this oaf. Little do you know the strength this man has you utter wanker. Hes worth 10 of you, at least. Krisminski and the others leave, which just leaves Daniel and myself. When he starts to walk by, I say something; something I hope he won't take offence to.

" Agent Sousa, about what you just did..."

"Oh that? It was noth-"

"I wish you hadn't," I say plainly. We have to keep up a front with our co workers, and with Daniel defending me, they could get suspicious.

"You're an Agent and they treat you like a secretary. I just wanted to-"

"And I'm grateful." I smile. "But I'm more than capable at handling whatever these adolescents throw at me." We lock eyes, and my heart starts to skip a beat...

"Yes ma'am. Doesn't mean I have to like it though."

"Well thats another thing we have in common." As we stand there, Thompson approaches us, and of course, he hands me files to put away. Arse.

"I would file these away, but you're so much better at that sort of thing. Ya know, cause you're a woman." I glance at Daniel, briefly, and I can see him getting angry.

"Better at what, Agent Thompson? The alphabet? I could teach you. Lets start with words beginning with 'A'" He laughs and walks away.

"Good one." I look at him and can't help but smile. Oh this is going to be so difficult pretending to not know him at all; let alone ignore how I feel... We both head to our desk and start working again. Before I know it, its 4 'O clock. Oh thank God. I put away my files, grab my coat, and head over to the Jarvis's. Little does Howard know, I've met them several times, and have asked them to never tell Howard about her. As far as they know they are babysitting my niece, whom, I'm taking care of while her parents are away. I hate all of this lying, especially to good people, but no one can know the truth. When I pick up Stephanie, I feel a weight lift off of my chest, I can finally go home with my little girl. And, I don't have to make dinner. The Jarvis's graciously made a roast for me and Colleen, but since it is large enough, I'll invite Daniel over. I leave a note under his door. Hours go by and he knocks at the door.

"Daniel." I walk over to him and embrace him. I've wanted to do this all day. He hold me close, and the Steph begins to giggle. We both laugh. She reaches for him and gables her baby talk. I hand her over and invite him inside.

"So, I hear you have a roast." he says, snuggling with poppet.

"Indeed we do." As we sit down and eat together, I can't feel more at peace.

[notconsolation]

could you answer....every number that isnt a prime number?

WHELP OKAY you masochist

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

I will answer this with respect to the water closet, which is the only closet I have ever had that has doors. In that case: open, because my cat likes to wander in and sit on the sink around midnight

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

No, but I do have a license plate that did not begin its life as mine

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

Nope

8: Do you have freckles?

In the summer, yes, I live for them.

9: Do you always smile for pictures?

No

10: What is your biggest pet peeve?

people who try to offer help and solutions after I’ve specifically said i just need to rant at them. i get the impulse but i literally told you not to. please. please don’t.

12: Have you ever peed in the woods?

Is this Hozier’s kink

14: Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing?

Depends on your definition of dancing

15: Do you chew your pens and pencils?

Nahhhh man

16: How many people have you slept with this week?

None but I’m going out tomorrow night so there’s time yet (there’s not time yet)

18: What is your Song of the week?

Hard Times (paramore)

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink?

Why is this a question???

20: Do you still watch cartoons?

Rick and Morty

21: Whats your least favorite movie?

I want to say the Happening, but I love to hate it so….

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

I SEE THROUGH YOUR ASK MEMES. THE TREASURE IS MINE, CONTESSA VAN NEURENSTEIN, AND YOUE EVIL CRONIES HAVE NO CHANCE

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?

Sadness

25: What is your favorite food?

good god. sorrel today, nutella tomorrow and sashimi the day after that

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

Princess Bride, singing in the rain, star wars original trilogy, lord of the rings trilogy, these are all i can think of right now

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you?

Don’t know his name

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

I was very briefly a Pfadfinder, which is sort of equivalent? Just long enough to sail from Estonia to Latvia on a pirate style ship

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

Ooh well I have friend in New York that I wrote a postcard to a few months ago if that counts

32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket?

Can’t drive

33: Ever ran out of gas?

Can.t. vroom,, vroom

34: Favorite kind of sandwich?

rucola anything with rucola

35: Best thing to eat for breakfast?

Coffee. Whole coffee beans.

36: What is your usual bedtime?

Well I spend a lot of the day in bed sometimes so this is hard to gauge

38: When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?

Ehhh I think a witch? But also there was a memorable time when I dressed up as a very effeminate Italian man with mascara for chest hair and toilet paper tied around my neck as a mini scarf

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign?

Tiger

40: Are you horny?

*checks the direction of the wind* face southwest and try again

42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs?

Wtf are Lincoln logs

44: Who is better…Leno or Letterman?

Linoleum laminate

45: Ever watch soap operas?

TelenovNo

46: Are you afraid of heights?

Nope, I embrace the vertigo. I do however hate hate hatehatehate going up or down steep hills in cars

48: Do you sing in the shower?

Beat iitttt beat it (no I don’t actually)

49: Do you dance in the car?

hOW?!?!

50: Ever used a gun?

No.

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

Well I mean do ultrasounds count

52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?

Yes but I don’t hate all of them

54: Ever eat a pierogi?

Da

55: Favorite type of fruit pie?

I’m gonna go ahead and count Apfelstrudel as fruit pie. Can’t actually think of any other fruit pie I’ve ever had though

56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

Something in the circus. I didn’t much care what.

57: Do you believe in ghosts?

Nope sorry I kind of wish I did

58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

Not exactly but I have sometimes had dreams that are just normal regular days and I wake up and go about my day until I remember the dream but I’m not sure if it actually was just a day that week or a dream and that feels a little like deja vu but I realize now that I’m talking about it that it’s actually completely different whoops

60: Wear slippers?

Barefoot and wild is how you’ll find me

62: What do you wear to bed?

Whatever t shirt/tank top I have around and some underwear. But um a lot of the time….. nothing

63: First concert?

Coldplay

64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

Never been to any of them but I recently found out that Walmart owns asda, which I go to sometimes, so I guess Walmart?

65: Nike or Adidas?

I have an old adidas hat but I don’t know what that means

66: Cheetos Or Fritos?

Chester is a sad mascot, children clap your hands and believe to make him happy again

68: Ever hear of the group Tres Bien?

Tres non

69: Ever take dance lessons?

Tres tres non

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

@joncantsleep what do you feel like doing

72: Ever won a spelling bee?

This is a PSA for those of you who don’t know: spelling bees don’t actually happen outside of North America. German is a very spelling-friendly language, too

74: Own any record albums?

Sadly, no. Lots of cds though

75: Own a record player?

Nope

76: Regularly burn incense?

no, but my mother does, so it does feel like home when i smell it

77: Ever been in love?

              Mutuals

78: Who would you like to see in concert?

21p at! the chemical badland disco!!! but honestly so many people. top of the list are Hozier and TOP

80: Hot tea or cold tea?

hot, you philistine

81: Tea or coffee?

“coffee” she whispers in the dead of night, when the brits around can’t hear her

82: Sugar or snickerdoodles?

neither? but i like cinnamon

84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

there are? people who can?t do this??

85: Are you patient?

I’ll wait and see

86: DJ or band, at a wedding?

band. my own. mango headache.

87: Ever won a contest?

I think possibly some writing ones? i got language awards all through high school but i don’t think that was a competition

88: Ever have plastic surgery?

No I’m okay with the form of carbon that currently makes up my face for the most part

90: Can you knit or crochet?

no, i would be of little to no use as a wife in the 1600s scottish highlands

91: Best room for a fireplace?

a cold one

92: Do you want to get married?

well Jon and I are already married but face to face nope relationships are Not. My. Thing.

93: If married, how long have you been married?

O feel like a bad wife but i don’t know our anniversary help please

94: Who was your HS crush?

a teacher. don’t tell. tumblr dot com i am trusting you to keep my secrets

95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?

I was about to say I grew out of that but I don’t think I ever did it much as a child in the first place

96: Do you have kids?

Hard limit reached

98: Whats your favorite color?

I like grey-blue

99: Do you miss anyone right now?

My cat