#though nowadays I take so many naps I can't really say how long with no sleep those end up being

[lavenoon]

Hey, babe ❤️

🥵 (Would you rather be too hot or too cold?) 🌦 (What’s your favourite weather?l 🍂 (What’s your favourite season?) 😴 (What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?)

Hi Naff <3

Between heat and chill, I'll always pick chill. Being too cold of course also isn't comfortable, and I'm no stranger to shaking so much I can barely do anything, but I simply despise sweating and feeling too hot, it's way way worse than being too cold, and I hate how my brain melts way way too early in the heat. (The winters here don't get that cold, anyway, I'm just prudent about heating, and the summers are getting hotter and hotter, so I simply experience more heat than chill)

My favorite weather... When in the safety of my home, I love those pouring rain lightning storms, all with counting the seconds between the lightning and thunder. And the pitter patter of heavy rain on windows is so nice! But just for going out I really like just mild weather - sunny with a couple clouds, not too hot, not too cold, and ideally really really windy!! Idk why, but I just really like wind, how it feels what it sounds like, so windy spring/fall days are my faves!

After that sentence, the season is probably no surprise either - spring and fall are tied! I just prefer the milder weather, I don't have allergies so spring is fine, plus I like how the energy returns in everything! Like after winter everyone and everything is ready to enjoy life again! And fall is the much needed reprieve after summer, with that nice nice windy weather I like <3

As for sleep crimes, I've committed plenty - now if only I could remember fhdjs I know I once pulled a near all nighter when I was like, 12? To watch Elfenlied on a school night (don't do that kids), so I ended up being up 22 hours and sleeping for 2 before I got back up for school again. Also on the trip we did in our last year of high school, we drove to florence by bus and that took a good bit, on the trip back I had slept badly the night before, then couldn't sleep in the bus at all, and also got into the 20 something hours of no sleep just to pass out as soon as I got home (and then I belatedly celebrated my 18th birthday with my family, which happened while I was in Florence) Nothing too terrible but my schedule was really really bad in general, so that was always just gasoline to the flame of bad sleep fhjdsk

[liibrii]

Built for eternity  

deity!Atsumu x gn!reader || crack/fluff || wc: 1.6k || 🦊

Synopsis: Once Atsumu was a great deity, equally loved and feared but after taking a very long nap he wakes up to a world that has forgotten him. Everyone but your group that’s digging up his old shrine. He's sure you'll be his new followers so why on Earth are you destroying his house?!

warnings: barely proofread, general stupidity, cursing, suggestive moments, archaeological mumbo jumbo, Atsumu is a god of something but it's vague and not really important, also gods exist and everybody is chill with that, reader is a very tired archaeologist and done with everybody’s shit

a/n: after 3 days of rain and 6 straight hours of shovelling dirt I had an epiphany. idk, it made me laugh so I decided to scribble it down. and yes, don’t mess with a profile unless you want archaeologists to hate you forever as always feedback is greatly appreciated!

Once Atsumu was a great deity with shrines and temples at every corner. Nowadays the only ones remembering him are obscure books only used for collecting dust. But that is about to change. Atsumu is sure of that. 

Group of loyal followers has gathered where his shrine once stood, a small one, one he never really cared about but these days he'll take every crumb of adoration he can. And the crumbs are a plenty as the group digs up the shrine, excited about the pottery shards and walls coming to light. 

They call themselves archaeo-something, architects probably since they will rebuild his power. Yes, excellent, it pleases him to see you all rejoice, taking pictures of everything, you will be his new followers and more will follow, he'll be a great deity again, equally loved and feared-

“Aright, take the wall out!“

Huh?

Why are ya destroyin’ his shrine?! No, no, no, stop breakin’ apart the walls! That was the inner altar, what are ya pigs doin’?!

Thunder rumbles and a downpour falls for days, and still those little crawly humans continue to destroy his shrine, his precious walls, and take away the last remains of old offerings. Oh he's going to have a word with all of you freakin' stumblin’ humans, ya better know yer damn places. But he'll start with the one in charge.

The excavation site is empty when he decides to approach you. You're shovelling away dirt, though you should've started with your shoes and clothes. You turn when you hear someone approach and your eyes widen, as they should, thinks Atsumu, at least someone 'round here should show him the respect he deserves, he's a god after-

“Hey! You're standing on my feature! Get off, shoo, shoo! And watch out for the profile! I just cleaned the damn thing. Excavation site is closed to the public Mister so I'll have to ask you to leave.“

Exca- what? Leave? It’s his shrine! Humans shouldn’t react to his presence the way you did, that's just, it's not what humans do! 

“But I live here.“

“You-? Oh. You're still standing on my feature, get off already,“ you pull him off the patch of dark soil that to him looks the same as the patch where he's standing now.

“Why are ya destroyin' my shrine?“

You wipe away the sweat on your forehead, or maybe it's rain, with raindrops still falling he can't really tell. “We're not destroying anything, we're digging it up. Documenting it. It'll get destroyed once the apartment complex is build here. Come on, stay away from the profile!“

You return to scrapping the patch of dirt and Atsumu feels some very confusing mixture of rage that you, a lowly little human being, are talking to him like he's a nuisance, and being very pleased because when you lean down to scrap the soil he has an incredible view of your behind, and whew, that's a very nice ass. He shouldn't look, staring is rude, but what else is he supposed to look at, there's just soil, and holes dug into the ground, a weird green box atop a yellow tripod, a shovel, and some stones, one beside your left leg, such good looking legs indeed, there's a mud stain all over your ass-

No! You're tearing down the last remains of his shrine! “Human. I order ya to stop doin' what yer doin' and answer my questions!“

You glance over your shoulder. “Sure. I'll keep on working and you ask me what you want to know.“

Why are you so calm?! He's a deity, a god, you should be on your knees begging for your life to be spared, not scrapping the ground, oh holy bean sprouts and apples, why does your ass look so good? “Do ya know who I am?“

“The one of many names. The Twofaced god.“ You straighten up just to change gardening hoe for a shovel.

“Why aren't ya scared then?“

“I've met your kind before,“ you shovel the dirt onto a big pile a few steps away. “Though they usually don't go around destroying my surfaces. A clumsy god is a first. Oh, what's this? Pottery, nice,“ you mumble as you turn a small object covered with soil in your hand.

“Hey. Show me some respect or-“

“Or what? You’ll make it rain again? Joke's on you I've been soaked through and through for the last three days. Hand me the trowel?“

“Yer extremely impolite.“

To his utter surprise you burst into laughter. “Listen your holiness it's Friday afternoon, I’m tired, my clothes are completely wet, I'm cold, I have gravel in my shoes, my shoulders are killing me, and I'm more than ready to go home. But before that I have a feature to document. The one that you so kindly stepped in. Now, please show me your godly powers and hand me the trowel. The mini shovel. Red handle. No, left. Left. That's the one, thank you, what did I tell you, watch the profile man!“

Good grief, have humans always been so demanding?

“Will my shrine be rebuild?“

“If your shrine is an apartment complex, sure. Give it a few weeks and it will be good as new. Literally.“ When you see his face your expression softens a little. “No. It won’t be. We'll look at the remains to figure out when it was abandoned, what happened, that sort of thing.“

“But yer an architect. Architects build things.“ He heard people of your group call themselves that. They talked about how the walls had been built though he quickly stoped listening. “This shrine was built for eternity!“

“Archaeologist.“

“What?

“You meant I’m an archaeologist. Not architect. I don't plan buildings, I dig them up once their eternity passes.“

“It's eternity! It doesn't pass! Go dig somewhere else!“

You sigh. You look almost as exhausted as he did before taking his a few thousand years long nap. “Great, you're one of those people. Always complaining, why is it taking so long, why do you have to dig on my building site? Well mister it ain't my fault you decided to build atop of my neolithic settlement. Hey, grab the hoe.“

“The what?“

“The thing by your feet. No, that's a trowel. The one with the long handle. No, that’s a pickaxe, yes that's the one. See there? Your footprints. Clean them. Come on, don't just stand around and look pretty, get to hoeing.“

“Right here? Out in the open?“ He wiggles his eyebrows at you. “Yer an intriguin'-“

“Clean them away.“

Atsumu does as you say all while grinning. You're getting flustered. Humans and their brave facades, we'll see how long you manage to hold your own up.

“There.“ It only took four scraps to get rid of the footprints but Atsumu proclaims it so proudly he might as well just have dug up the entire excavation site on his own. “That was as easy-“ As he steps away ground under his foot crumbles and he hears your shocked shriek.

“My profile!“

Oh dear. The word he’d use to describe the look on your face when you see the collapsed pile of dirt beside the hole in the cross section would be heartbroken. Devastated. On verge of tears. Irritated. Angry. Enraged? 

“What did I tell you?! I gave you one job, one job you clumsy wanna be deity! Oh fuck, come on, I’m to tired for this.“

“’m sorry,“ Atsumu mumbles. His ears are on fire.

“Yeah you better be. Shit, fuck, what am I supposed to do?“ You look at him the same way someone in a hurry looks at a doorknob when their jacket gets caught on it. “You. Here.“

“What's-“

“Don’t tell me you don’t know what a shovel is. You destroyed my profile. I'm very tired. I'm very angry. I don't care if you're a god or a plastic straw, right now you will help me fix it. Shovel straight down. I want a right angle.“ 

With his strength evening out the cross section proves to be no problem at all. He glances over at you, do you see what a good job he’s doing, maybe he messed up before but now he’s doing great, as you pay him no attention and write something on a small blackboard. A bunch of numbers and words. He recognises there's a date. What could the others mean? You lean down to reach for, oh that mud stain on your trousers is actually a hand print. You must've wiped your hand on your ass- 

The shovel slips. Luckily you're too preoccupied with your camera to take notice of it.

“Are you done?“ you ask without looking up and he stutters out an 'almost' since he's almost sure it isn’t just the shovel that’s slipping. “Looks good.“ You say more to yourself than him. 

He thinks you're pretty cute when you're not chewing him out for stepping onto that one patch of dirt. The way you lift the camera up and take photos of that patch of dirt is pretty cute too. 

“Help me pack up,“ you say once you’re done. He doesn’t need to be told twice, already gathering your tools. “All things considered you weren’t so bad. Maybe you should consider becoming the god of archaeologists.“ Your smile is incredibly cute too. “Fancy a drink?“

[butterfliesinthenightsky]

hi sweetheart !! may i please req an ateez and bts personality ship ?? my description was SUPER long (I GOT CARRIED AWAY </3) so you can cut my request at the personality part when posting my ship! tysm in advance <3

I’m an ‘03 liner that’s 5’9.5 (basically 5’10) with dark skin, jet black hair (currently in long twists rn!!), and i’m on the curvier side (esp hips and my thighs) !! some of my favorite features are my plump lips (and i have a beauty mark near the inside of my bottom lip!), my long legs (they’re 40.5 inches long and look so good in dresses and skirts <33), my kempt and pretty fingernails, and my eyelashes !!! i’m a virgo (and surprisingly i get along with all the signs, i cant think of a sole zodiac sign i DONT mix well with but i love cancers and virgos <33) ! i’m also an ambivert all the way! i often come off as cold/shy/quiet when meeting new people (one of my closest friends avoided me for a month before meeting me because i looked so intimidating LMAO), but once you get close to me i turn into a goofy (heavy on the goofy im never not laughing) bundle of warmth and love: i will never stop texting them the <3 emoji every morning or buying my friends/s/o their favorite starbucks order when they need a little cheer-me-up. also, lots of people say i’m mature and carry myself well, but around my friends i’m one of the most goofiest people ever (probably bc my face will literally be 😐 one sec and then 🥰 the next second when someone makes me laugh <3)

tysm in advance!!! Have an amazing day/afternoon/evening!

@anpanseok DARLING! I hope you love your ship <3 I'm actually really proud of this one, you'll have to let me know what you think! <3

In ATEEZ, I ship you with one and only demon San!

(I thought you'd like that gif ;) )

Okay, when you were describing all of the things that you would want in the relationship, I thought of San due to how clingy and affectionate he is with the other members of ATEEZ. He is a Cancer, which is good because that is one of the star signs that are compatible with yours. I don't believe that the age difference of four years would be that much of an issue, especially since San acts younger than he is most of the time anyway. I feel like most men are intimidated when their female significant other is tall themselves, but he is tall himself and I feel like the fact that you are taller is kind of one of his favorite things about you? One of his other favorite things about you are your curves, he always puts his hand on your thighs during movie night at the boys' dorm or in the back pocket of your jeans when you two are walking into KQ Entertainment together. When you wear dresses when all of you go out to fancy dinners together, he has to hold himself back because he ADORES you when you wear dresses! You said you're am ambivert, I feel like he relates to that in some form of way, like I feel like there are certain situations where he feels a bit more introverted about. Sometimes Hongjoong has to scold him because he texts you so much, but he can't stay mad at you when you pop into the building with their favorite Starbucks drinks and hand-made lunch boxes for them. Just as you always support his creative endeavors, he always returns it for you tenfold and when you are talking about issues you care deeply about, he gives you his full attention and stares at you lovingly. Not just San, but all of the boys, come to you whenever they are dealing with stress and they just want someone to talk to because you are so amazing at giving advice and supporting them. There was a time when a sasaeng approached you, San, Wooyoung and Jongho when you were doing some late night grocery shopping when another ATINY stopped her, causing an argument and nasty words to be exchanged. Let's just say, you shut that sasaeng down REAL quick when you heard some of the things she said. One day you woke up and found a present that San made for you, a mixtape of all of your favorite songs from all your favorite genres of music, along with a little keychain that had tokens of all of the states you had visited. He wholeheartedly loves you and he makes every effort to support all of your dreams. When he has days off from work, the two of you make a blanket fort in your living room and watch old episodes of Forensic Files and Law & Order: SVU, whilst surrounded by fluffy blankets and a couple of his favorite plushies. His life an idol doesn't afford him much down time, unfortunately, but he always makes time for you and you always have the craziest adventures with not only each other, but all of the other boys as well. Squishy San will want all of the cuddles, have you SEEN how affectionate he is with the other members?! Also, him in all black outfits.... YES, PLEASE AND THANK YOU. One day he was visiting your apartment and he surprised you with matching beaded pearl bracelets and he never takes it off, not even for performances. The boys don't really think nothing of walking into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst one of the others is showering, that just comes with their busy schedules and their dorm life. Let's just say this: Mingi wasn't able to look you in the eyes for two weeks because he did just that, not realize that you had snuck in and stayed the night, and were currently going to the bathroom whilst San was in the shower. Your camera roll is not only filled with silly pictures of San that you've captured, but of the most magazine worthy, model pictures you have ever been lucky enough to take. He accepts you for all of your flaws, and helps you to try to work on them, however that may be and you do the same for him.

In summary: You both are simps for each other and I AM HERE FOR IT.

In BTS, I ship you with Namjoon!

Another tall boy for you, I got you! You both are Virgos, but I looked it up worried that two Virgos would clash, and it said that they would be very intuitive with each other and would understand each other! The age gap is quite large, I don't know how okay you are with that? I know everyone has different preferences. He approached you first when he saw you at the mom & pop coffee shop/cafe around the corner from your apartment, and he thought you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Another man who I don't think would be bothered by your curves (men can be shallow dicks), I think that is his favorite thing (same as San) about you. Not even in a sexual way, I feel like his hands would always end up on your butt without him even noticing. Most of the time, one of the other boys will point it out when all of you are hanging out together, and he will be proud that he has a significant other like you, but he almost might become a shy mess about it I feel like. I feel like he can get jealous, just because you are closest to Jungkook in the group and you often pull pranks on the other members together. There is never a shortage of laughs when all of you are together, pure crackhead energy if I've ever seen it, just non stop jokes and banter between all of you. You were able to get time off from work and were actually able to join them (their managers were surprisingly chill about you tagging along? CONFUSION?) on their tour around Europe and you had so many memories. You actually brought along a Polaroid camera that you found in a little store one day when the two of you were shopping, and you ended up having to buy an extra suitcase on the trip because you took LITERAL hundreds of pictures of all of your adventures and the tour shenanigans. He has childish tendencies, I feel like he would love to play Roblox with you? I feel like he would take a very mathematical approach to building things, that's just the vibe I get from him. He often stares at you when you're doing your makeup in the morning, he finds it fascinating and he even asked you to do his makeup for some of his shows. His makeup artists weren't angry, luckily, all of their staffs absolutely adore you two together. He is all up for adventures, I feel like he would chicken out at the idea of skydiving, though lol. You keep stealing his sweaters, which he low-key highkey is SO happy about because he loves the way that you look in them. The size difference is only three or four inches (I've seen people say he's 6 feet, but then others say he's 6 foot 2, WHICH IS IT?!), so it's pretty easy to sneak kisses from him whenever you want them when you're together. If he sees you struggling to stay awake whilst studying, he'll softly close your book and drag you over to your bed for a couple hours so you can take a quick nap to regain the energy. I don't really know his temperament that well, he has to be rather even-tempered to deal with those hooligans he calls the rest of BTS, so I feel like you wouldn't have that many fights. You both are always striving to help each other to be the best versions of each other you can be. You joined the boys on vacation at a lake house and one night you were having dinner and he blushed after you said something cheeky to him, causing you to say to him, "You look like a cute tomato when you blush, my cutie pie." in front of the other members. Needless to say, he turned even more red and the boys teased him mercilessly for the rest of the night. Don't know how the cooking would go (this boy is a DISASTER in the kitchen), but you would have fun learning new dishes. He would brag about getting a dish right, and you quickly praise him but also say, " and that's why you a big ass head.", causing him to die laughing. He is the very definition of a hard worker, and I feel like he would love being praised and doing the same for his significant other, so I'm glad that you said that you liked the words of affirmation love language, because GET READY. He's definitely been buffing up (I SCREAM WHENEVER I SEE PICTURES OF HIM NOWADAYS), so

his hugs would always be the best things, so warm and comforting. Don't know how you feel about children? We've all seen that VLive where this idiot literally bought baby shoes because he thought they were cute, so I think he would definitely want children down the road in your relationship if you were both comfortable with it. Best father and husband award goes to him.

In conclusion: SIMP. SIMP. SIMP. SIMP. SIMPPPPPPPPPPPP.

[vidkid20ssimblrlair]

Episode 11: Flawed

"I feel like shit," I thought touching the back of my head gingerly. "Wait. Where's Vince?"

I sat straight up in bed and looked around in the strange room I found myself in. I was totally alone. It was also morning now. I must have fallen asleep doing the night. The last thing I remember was Vince standing over me smiling and explaining where I was. Madison of all people had brought me here?

I looked over at the nightstand and remembered Vince had given me a slightly melted candy bar. Apologized about eating the can of peaches or something. I giggled and literally inhaled the candy bar. I licked my fingers and slide out of bed slowly. My head no longer throbbed, but I still felt dizzy.

I slowly made my way to the door. I peeked out and lo and behold Madison stood in the hallway. She seemed occupied as she looked down and I quickly scanned the room for my sword. I grabbed it quickly ready to pounce and then she knocked on the door.

"Come in," I said unsure as to what to say as I stood behind the door ready.

She opened the door and she poked her head in first looking around. There was my chance. I jumped forward and pointed my blade at her. She jumped and she fell backward with a loud crash. I opened the door wide open and she laid there with food splattered everywhere. Food on the floor, on her clothes, and some even on her head.

"Well, good morning," she mumbled staring up at me. "I thought we could eat breakfast together and talk. I guess not."

I felt terrible then. Absolutely awful. She carefully got up and began cleaning up the mess surrounding her placing it on the tray. She picked out bits of food from her hair and rung out her shirt in a coffee mug.

"I'm...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," I stammered.

"It's ok. It's understandable."

"But I wasted food. Was that for me?"

"Yeah."

"I'm so sorry."

"It's ok. We have more eggs," she said wiping food from her face. "I just have to cook up something real quick. Maybe you can help me this time. That's if you want."

"Um,...sure I guess."

"Then off to the kitchen then. Just have to finish cleaning this up and change."

I helped her out the best I could, picking up what was left as she wiped the floor with wet paper towels. When we were done, I waited outside in the hallway as she changed clothes. I peeked in and her bare back was exposed with various scars decorating it.

I quickly looked away and she appeared at the doorway smiling. We then descended the stairs and entered into the kitchen.

"Nice house huh?" she chuckled watching me as I looked around in amazement. She grabbed a frying pan from the stove. "I noticed you were alone this morning. Aaron was supposed to be watching you and keeping your company. He's getting worse and worse nowadays."

"Where's Vince?" I blurted out sitting down at the table.

"He went out with Matthew, Nathan, and DJ," she said glancing over at me. "He told you about them, right? Well, they're good people. Don't worry. They just went to get the gas and help out Vince with the car. They shouldn't be too long."

I sighed. "I hope not."

"Well, how about you stop being a worry wart and get me the eggs you owe me," she said playfully. "The coop is out back. Go through the dining room and you'll find the back yard. Some friendly faces are out there."

"Coop?" I thought as I stepped outside on the porch. There a beautiful yard laid before me. I stood there just staring at it completely stunned.

"Why hello," an elderly woman grinned staring up at me. She appeared to be planting something. She got up from her kneeling position and came closer. "You must be the new young lady. How are you today? Feeling better I hope."

"Yeah. That's Audrey," a man chimed in. I looked over to see him on the porch sitting on a bench next to me. "Nice to see you conscious."

"That's my husband, Omar. My name is Grace. It's lovely to meet you. Are you doing ok?"

"I'm fine", I said still stunned. "A little tired, but I'm alright. I came out here for eggs?"

"Coop over there. Lucky for you the cat and walkers haven't ate them yet," Omar joked pointing it out.

"Cat?"

"Omar, don't be crude," she laughed shaking her head. "Ms. Fluffy is a nice cat."

"Cat?" I thought puzzled as I spotted the coop.

I walked over and greeted the hens petting them. They walked around squawking with not a care in the world. I had once own chickens so it was no big surprise to see them, but zombies had ate mine. They were lucky to be still alive. I spotted a basket nearby and gathered the few eggs left in the coop still feeling guilty for what happened earlier. Then I looked over and saw a cat. An actual cat. I jumped a little holding the basket close to me and instantly felt silly for reacting that way. How strange it was to see a cat now.

"Hi...kitty," I said grinning as it rubbed against me purring.

Grace walked over to me beaming. "Looks like she's taking a shine to you."

"Where you find a cat?"

"We found and saved her at the sanctuary we were staying at before this," she replied kneeling down again over her plants. I joined her kneeling next to her as she continued. "It was a nice place. I don't know why we left."

"Well, this place seems nice. It almost seems like a dream."

"It does sometimes and Mr. Jones is such a nice man. Have you met him?"

"No. Not yet," I said. "Have you met Vince?"

"Who is that sweety?"

"My friend. The man who came here with me."

"No. I haven't had the pleasure”, she said shaking her head smiling.

“You know. You remind me of my granddaughter so much. You're much older though."

"How much?"

"She's a baby. Not even a teen yet."

"Does she live here too?"

She frowned. "No. I wish. I wish she was here."

“She out there then?”

“No. I..I don’t know where she is. Do you know?”

"Huh?"

Tears began forming in her eyes. "I don't know where she is. Omar keeps telling me she's gone, but she's not. She can't be!"

"Grace," I heard Omar said standing over her. "I think it's time we go inside and get you some rest."

"But we were talking...," she said sounding increasingly upset.

"You can talk later," she said gently grabbing hold her hand. He then guided her towards the house and nodded at me before disappearing into the residence.

Madison then appeared on the porch. "Audrey. Come on. Let's have breakfast."

I hurried back into the house and into the kitchen. I sat at the table and laid down closing my eyes. I could hear Madison cracking the eggs and the delicious sound of them frying in the pan, but my mind was on Grace. Had I said something wrong? The frying stopped and I heard the clinks of plates next. I then felt a poke and looked up to see Madison standing over me with two plates.

"What's wrong? Lost your appetite?"

"No," I said sadly. "I think upset Ms. Grace."

"No. You didn't. Not on purpose, she said putting the plates down on the table. She sat down across from me. "Grace isn't well."

"What's wrong with her?"

She sighed. "She has Alzheimer's. Whenever she talks about her granddaughter or anything upsetting or death, she gets upsets. It's not easy."

"That's horrible," I cried feeling my own tears coming to the surface. "And I think I remind her of her granddaughter."

"Everything reminds her of her granddaugter," she lamented. "It's really not your fault. Don't feel bad. Do you need a tissue?"

"No. I'm fine." I sniffled and I picked up my fork. "You wanted to talk?"

"Yeah. I just wanted to apologize. About what happened. I acted on emotion and I hurt you."

"I'm the one who jumped on you."

"Yeah, but I'm not the one who got seriously hurt," she said glancing at me. "I'm really sorry."

I chuckled. "This morning I wanted to kill you. Now I don't think I could be angry at you if I wanted."

"Well, I'm glad. That sword is freaking sharp," she smirked poking her eggs.

"Sorry about your hand."

She shrugged. "It's fine. I still have all my fingers.

I laughed and looked down at my plate. "Vince cooked me eggs the first time we met. Told me he was the breakfast king."

"Breakfast king? Hmm...interesting," she smirked. "Well, I'm no breakfast king, but I hope this a good peace offering. Better than my last attempt at least."

"Oh, it’s fine. I can't remember the last time I had a hot meal."

"Maybe you can have another one at dinner," she said getting up. She then grabbed two glasses from the cupboard. "All we have is water right now. Hope that's ok."

"It's fine."

"Hey and don't worry about Grace. She'll be better after her nap. She'll be happy to talk your ear off. Both her and Omar."

She poured me a glass of water and poured one for herself. She sat back down. Both of us relaxed and comfortable. A complete turn around from our first meeting, but the calm didn't remain. A gunshot could be heard outside in the distant and Madison jumped up immediately. She speedily walked to the back door with me following close behind her. She then swung the door open looking out.

"Lin, was that you?" she asked the Asian woman standing in the yard now. "You and your damn itchy trigger finger is going get us kicked out!"

Lin looked back wide-eyed. "That wasn't me!"

Still too many pics, but I like to capture the important moments and first meetings between characters. This chapter is setting up a lot by the way. 

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P.S. Again sorry this was late. Family issues came up. I hope I have time to do it this weekend, but I do have school work. D: