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Main Water Line Repair and Replacement Services

If you are experiencing clogs, low water pressure, or no water in your home, the source of the issue may be a damaged main water line. Fortunately, our team of expert plumbers offer extensive main water line repair and replacement services for houses in areas of Louisiana such as Baton Rouge, Metairie, Hammond, Kanner, and Marrero. Contact our professionals to receive support with a clogged or broken main water line.

[corleyplumbing]

Main Water Line Services in Greenville and Upstate South Carolina

The main water line runs underground and connects to your well or municipal water supply, which provides you with the pressurized water you need to perform your daily tasks around the house, such as cooking and cleaning. If there is ever an issue with this vital part of your home, it’s best to contact a professional.

Our team of expert plumbers offer main water line repair and installation services for homes in areas of South Carolina such as Greenville, Anderson, Boiling Springs, Spartanburg, Easley, and Simpsonville. Our professionals have been in the industry for nearly 40 years and are available to support you. Call our staff by phone at (864) 661-2811 to receive support with a damaged main water line.

[imwritesometimes]

roof leaking. ugly water spot on ceiling of bedroom. despair. agony. panic. millions of phone calls to different contractors. finally. a single kindly older man. very professional. fully licensed. his company can come this week. his company can accept half payment now and half later. no problem. can we actually come earlier? like today? I am 🥹🥹

[gillbrother]

Gill Brother Plumbing stands as Brampton’s leading plumbing service provider, recognized for exceptional expertise throughout Peel, York, Toronto, Halton, Hamilton, and Waterloo. Our team of master-certified and licensed professionals offers top-tier residential and commercial plumbing services. For dependable support, contact us at +1-647-895-8107.

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Navigating the Underground World of Residential Sewer and Drain Solutions in Montclair, NJ

Behind the serene facades and bustling streets of Montclair, New Jersey, lies an essential service network that ensures the peace and hygiene of local residents and businesses. The sanitation and plumbing infrastructure, particularly the intricate veins of drain and sewer systems, is what many consider an indistinctly vital yet underappreciated aspect of city life. However, for those who have experienced the inconvenience and sometimes disastrous effects of a malfunction in these systems, the importance becomes palpably clear.

In the heart of Montclair, the home to a diverse mix of properties that range from quaint historical houses to modern urban developments, the need for robust and effective sewer and drain services is universal. Local businesses, workers, and homeowners depend on a trustworthy network of plumbers and services to keep their operations running smoothly. The streets' age, which contributes to the rich historical tapestry, often means that underground infrastructures require a nuanced, experienced eye to maintain and repair.

Navigating the local top residential sewer and drain Montclair NJ is an essential and sometimes daunting task. With a multitude of service providers varying in services offered and quality, how does one select the best option for their needs? This comprehensive guide is designed to demystify the process and equip you with the knowledge to address your sewer and drain requirements expertly.

Local Challenges, Expert Solutions

Understanding the peculiar challenges of the local terrain and environment is the first step in selecting the best sewage and drainage solutions for your Montclair property. Factors like the age and material of the sewage system, along with the unique geological characteristics of the area, have a significant impact on maintenance and repair strategies.

Montclair's hilly landscape and regular rainfall can result in water flow challenges and localized flooding, especially in subterranean areas. Properties that have been standing for decades or even a century often have older, less efficient plumbing components that require specialized attention. Look for service providers who are not only well-versed in traditional plumbing but are also equipped to handle the idiosyncrasies of older systems and the demands of local topography.

The Importance of Maintenance

An adage that's particularly relevant to drain and sewer systems, "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure," holds especially true in Montclair. Routine maintenance of your plumbing is not just about avoiding inconveniences; it's about preserving the value of your property and ensuring the safety of your local environment.

Professional plumbers often recommend semiannual inspections to prevent clogs, leaks, and backflows. Regular maintenance can identify potential issues before they escalate into emergencies, which often leads to higher repair costs and property damage. In Montclair, where many homes and commercial buildings are historical landmarks, maintenance is key to preserving these structures for generations to come.

Emergency Preparedness

Even with the most diligent maintenance, emergencies can still occur. Montclair residents and business owners should have a clear plan in place for addressing sewage and drain-related emergencies. It starts with a reliable emergency service provider who can be on-site quickly and has the expertise to handle the situation efficiently, minimizing damage and restoring service promptly.

When selecting an emergency service, consider not only the response time but also the breadth of services offered. Do they have the necessary equipment for excavations or trenchless repairs? Are their technicians available 24/7? These are important questions to ask to ensure you’re prepared for any eventuality.

Sustainable Solutions

Environmental consciousness is a growing priority for many Montclair citizens and business owners. Ensuring the sustainability of your sewage and drainage systems not only reflects a commitment to the environment but can also result in long-term savings.

Today, technologies such as sustainable pipe materials, water-conserving fixtures, and smart monitoring systems are becoming more readily available. In particular, sewer and drain systems can be fitted with components that reduce water consumption and alert to leaks or inefficiencies, supporting a greener and cost-effective approach to plumbing.

The Human Element

Behind every drain and sewer service is a team of professionals. The human element in this industry is critical. Skilled plumbers are not only well-trained technically but also bring invaluable local knowledge and experience to the table.

Gauging the experience and customer service of a plumbing team is just as important as assessing their technical expertise. A contractor who values their customers, offers clear communication about services, and shows a commitment to the Montclair community is more likely to provide a comprehensive and satisfactory experience.

Community and Referrals

The Montclair community is known for its close-knit nature and its members' willingness to support local businesses. When in doubt, seek referrals from neighbors, co-workers, or friends. Word-of-mouth recommendations can give you valuable insights into the quality and reliability of a service provider.

Engaging with the local business community through platforms like the Montclair Chamber of Commerce can also yield recommendations and establish relationships with trusted vendors. Building a network of professionals that you can rely on not only benefits you but also fosters a community of support and mutual success.

Summary and Outlook

Sewer and drainage solutions are the unsung heroes of urban living, ensuring that the fundamental operations of a property are in order. In a diverse and historically rich community such as Montclair, NJ, these systems play an even more significant role, intertwined with the area's unique challenges and charm.

By staying informed, investing in maintenance, and choosing the right partners, residents, and businesses can fortify their properties against the threats of sewer and drain problems. Furthermore, by adopting sustainable practices and keeping the human element at the forefront, we’re not just ensuring operational efficiency — we're contributing to the health, sustainability, and character of our beloved Montclair. if you need a sever line jetting services jersey city NJ. 

For both seasoned locals and newcomers, the reliability of your sewer and drain solutions can make all the difference. Take the time to understand your options, engage with the community, and ensure that when the unexpected occurs, you're as prepared as possible. The subterranean world of Montclair's plumbing might not be glamorous, but with the right approach, it can certainly be a point of pride for all involved.

[mtpleasantheating]

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[plumbinglakecity]

Beneath the Surface: The Hidden World of Water Line Replacement

Journey underground as we uncover the mysteries and challenges of water line replacement. From aging infrastructure to innovative solutions, this presentation delves into the vital but often unseen network that sustains our daily lives. More details visit here:-  https://bit.ly/3PaEh72

[plumbingbedbugspestcontrol]

Garbage leak disposal is one thing that gives a headache to homeowners. It has an unpleasant smell and flooding under the sink. Read more on how to fix it.

[slickchickchocolatier]

Gurll sunghoon non con pleaseeee 😭😭~

Welcome to the Neighborhood

Warnings: non-con, non-idol! College graduate! sunghoon, college reader, ball slamming, noncon smex, unprotected, fear of unwanted pregnancy, reader takes plan b pill, readers house gets broken into, reader is alone for the weekend, fingering, dubcon, noncon turned dubcon…yeah. Do not read if noncon fics make you uncomfortable. Also not proofread and there is cursing.

"its a nice little neighborhood, isn't it sweetheart?"

your mom and dad step out, leading the way up the driveway to the old home. "it's in need of repairs and renovation, but that wont take too long."

your dad was a gifted contractor that knew his way around a tool belt. the man has built homes for all his life, seeing a project this minor was almost laughable to him. the eye catcher of the property was the heavily wooded surroundings, acres of it. "your mother and i saw this and we just fell in love. here, we can put a nice flower garden for you right here."

you look at the small patch of cleared space that was nicely located across the dining room. with only one neighbor in sight, the rest of the homes were behind the trees, leaving the property secluded with loads of privacy. "its nice." you spoke softly as you admire the entire landscape.

the house was the complete opposite from the land piece, to say the least. it was in dire need of renovation; no doubt your dad will have it good as new in no time.

"since we still have to move everything from the old house, you can stay here and continue to go to school as you housesit. your college is only five minutes away."

you looked confused for only a moment, but was reassured of the safety features in the property after expressing concern of staying back alone.

"the property line has a gate with a security system. the house has a separate alarm, just don't forget to set it."

that week, you and your parents bonded over take out and dining over cardboard boxes. it all seems rustic, but you enjoyed the closeness it brought you three.

......

"well be back in two days, call us if anything happens."

your parents make the long fourteen hour drive to continue the preparations of the old home. you felt a sense of liberation hit as you grew excited of having an entire home all to yourself, regardless that it was a total construction zone.

you spent majority of the day fixing up your floral garden, before calling it a night. with dirt smeared everywhere, you immediately ran the hot water in the shower, not taking a moment of thought to secure the system prior to undressing.

the water felt amazing, and you took your time to enjoy and savor it. lost in the sensation of the soft water drops pouring over your skin, a click of the door is followed by a smooth swing as someone enters the home, all without alerting you.

the intruder swiftly enters, and closes the door. he blends in the shadow and makes his way to the hall, taking his place to hide in the close across your room.

you dry yourself off while humming a tune. once you started to pat dry your hair, you realized...

"Shoot....i should have armed the system before my shower."

quickly, you leave your wet hair plastered onto your skin as you wrap the towel over your body. quickly, you head over ot the front door and enter the code on the security pad. a series of beeps is followed by the intercom system that tells you the system has been armed. in order to open the doors, the code must be added, sealing the protection knowing that whoever breaks in, cannot escape once the police arrives.

you go back to your room, completely unaware that a pair of sharp eyes admired you from a distance. the way your skin glistened from the water, while the strands of your hair surrounded your shoulders made him think of mermaids and sirens. you were so lovely in his eyes...too lovely. he had to have you.

you stood in the center of the bedroom, preparing to discard the towel and change, when suddenly the power goes out. "shit..."

you cling onto the towel as you look around for your phone. fortunately, the peering moonlight peeking through the window was bright enough to light the entire room with a soft glare, making it easy to find your device. "there you are...."

You pick it up and set the flashlight on.

Scanning the area, you hold the light steady as you make your way to the main breaker in the garage. Down the stairs you go, slowly tip toeing while clenching the towel to your chest. You reach the area of the living room; only a simple couch furnished the area as the rest of it remained in tatters and gutted for renovation prep.

A creaky snap coming from the staircase behind startles you, infiltrating a jagged sense of fear rushing through you. A frightening yelp escapes your lips and you drop the phone.

The screen faces down, leaving the light to glow the entire room. Despite the dim lighting present, you didn’t see anything that would have caused the noise. Your breath becomes shaky. As you bend your knees, lowering your weight to pick up your phone, another sound emerges, a footstep.

“Who’s there?!” You shout. Heart pounding through flesh and cartilage as you abandon the act of garnishing the phone. Leaving it behind, you step away until the back end of the couch blocks your path. “Get out…I’ve called the police.”

Steadying your voice, you attempt to instill a confident tone in hopes that the intruder would be fooled by your bluff.

Silence replaces the wooden squeaks of the floorboard, signifying that the uninvited visitor halted their impeding steps. You slowly turn, doing your best to clear the entire room using a combination of night vision and the dim light source twelve feet away. When suddenly:

“Did you now?”

A deep voice responds directly behind. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the only thing that challenged your fibbing words. A pair of strong hands reach around and harshly squeeze your waist, fingers crossing over your bellybutton. A large frame pushes against you from behind, and a pointed nose makes its way to the noon of your neck, shoving against your jawline while a pair of plush lips tenderly kisses the smooth canvas of skin under your chin. “Sooomethiiing tells me you d-i-d-n-t.”

He carries a rhythmic tone as he playfully sang the words to a nursery rhymed beat. It was similar to the singing games children would hum out while playing, in fact it reminded you of “London Bridge is Falling Down.”

“It’s okay baby. I’m not mad at you for lying. It’s kind of cute.”

He antagonizes you with his hallow words as his hands drift upwards, smoothing over the curves of your breasts before gripping the edge of the towel. “No! Stop!” You yell upon feeling the fabric being pulled down, exposing your most vulnerable assets. Your hands shoot up, attempting to cover your breasts while cupping your womanhood. “Shh.” He hushes against your ear as he grabs on to both your wrists. “What are you covering up for? Nervous, baby?”

He kisses your ear and nibbles your lobe. You start to sob hysterically as the man remains hidden behind, his face unidentifiable. The only thing you had go off of was the smooth sound of his deep and alluring voice. Despite feeling uncomfortable and beyond scared, you couldn’t help but internally admit that a small piece of you melted each time he spoke.

“Please…d-don’t-“ your whimpering only fueled his desire. He wanted more.

“‘Don’t’ what? Tell me baby, what is you don’t want me to do?” He licks your neck, tracing the entire outline. “Is it this?”

He immediately follow up his act with a sickening tender kiss atop your collar bone. The warmth from his chin resting along the curve of your inner shoulder eased your discomfort, as much as you hated to acknowledge it. “What about this?” His fingers drag down, rubbing circles on your clit, stimulating regions of flesh that you never knew existed.

“Is it this, baby? Is this what you don’t want?” His lips latch onto your neck as his free hand pinches and plays with your nipple. “Or is it this?” His offensive fingers push your clit inwards and slide down, right inside your cavity with no preparation or warning. He thrusts them in and out a few times, forcing your muscles to secrete a natural lubricant that allowed him to go in and out faster…and faster.

“D-don’t! Stop! Please!”

Your whimpers inherit a subtle moaning sense as the feeling of his fingers violating your body. The stinging burn wears off and a foreign sensation takes place inside you. You melt begging for him to stop, only to hear him scoff handsomely as he notices you rocking your hips back and forth, yearning for him to go in deeper. You’re in disbelief and ashamed. How can your body respond this way when your heart and soul wants him to stop?

“You like that, baby?”

You moan out pitifully as your hands attempt to peel his fingers off, but you were too weak from the spectacle going down in between your legs. Your legs begin to shake as you barely pull his index off, only for him to chuckle against your cheek. “Yeah you do.”

He answers for you in a confident tone but not at all cocky. It was almost loving in the way he was serenading you. “Let’s see how good of a girl you are.”

Your eyes widen, a stark contrast from their squinting form since you were relishing the feeling of being penetrated and massaged from the inside. His sense of gentleness takes a sudden turn, and the fearful tremble returns upon feeling him push you forward, forcing you to bend over the couch. “Fucking perfect, aren’t you?” He breathes out as he grips the undercarriage of your rear end, and cups your breast while pushing himself in to you.

Your hair drapes over your cheeks while his rough hands explore your nude body. An attempt to retract your bent position is suddenly halted as he pushes you back down, gripping the side of your waist. “Tsk-tsk.”

He smacks his teeth as he reaches around your face, gently tapping the tip of your nose with his finger.

The sound of his belt unbuckling triggered you to sob hysterically once more. “Please don’t do this…I-I don’t want this. Please I’ll do anything.”

“Oh I know.” He lures out so sympathetically as he traced the tip of his shaft along your clit. “Believe me baby, I know you’ll do anything…and don’t worry, you will.”

A painful rage of heat and friction takes place as he squeezes himself inside. Your legs shake ferociously as he barely burrows the first inch or two in you. Your body grows limp and collapses against the couch from the pain, it weakened you. His hips push in while his hands lift you back up, forcing you to arch your back as he presses his palms down on your lower back. “Deep breath.” He says through heavy breathing. Pushing the extension of his length in, he goes in more, breaking you. “Almost there…fuck.” He gasps.

Your vaginal walls grow incredibly numb as a result of the shock, and you lay bent over whimpering in pain as his balls kisses your taint, indicating he made it all the way in, to your most dreadful horror.

He pauses for a second. There was no relief, even with him pulling out, the sting from the thought friction of his muscle rubbing outward was just as bad as him entering. With his bulging tip remaining inside, he takes secondary pause as he adjusts his grip around your hips. A punch makes impact inside your gut as he rams back in. It felt as if he went much deeper than before. You scream from the shock of the act occurring, not just from the pain. There was nothing slow about his rhythm, he fucked you relentlessly in a brutal manner, it was animalistic.

A handful of strokes in, and you started to feel different. The pain subsided as did the numbness. There was a new feeling that formulated inside your walls, a tingling sense that felt good. Too good.

Your body bounces forward as he repeats his thrusts, going in faster and harder each time. You bite your lip, trying your best to suppress the pleasurable moan lying dormant in your throat. Don’t let him know that you’re starting to enjoy this. Don’t let him find out. Don’t let him…

Your mouth drools as you absorb each thrust. A snowball effect takes place deep inside you. It was a tightening band of pressure that continuously grew, to the point where it was on the verge of exploding. It felt so good. It sounded so good. The way his thick and lengthy shaft re-enters. The quenching sounds of your fluids mixing together and being shoved inside as he pounds away, slamming the firm sacks and mashing them against your taint, damn near bruising it.

He digs his fingers into your skin and picks up the pace. A hand grips onto your pelvis, and that’s what did you in. “Oh God!”

Hearing your moan in ecstatic pleasure excited him, you could hear it through his voice under heavy and deep gasps. “Yeah? Does it feel good baby.”

A prolonged moan of “oooh” is drawn from you as he maintains his momentum. “Pretty girl loves to be fucked?”

You nod as you pant your moans out. His vigor was taking your breath away, and even though you felt it hard to breathe, it was the most powerful feeling you’ve ever felt; a burst of pleasure setting off like fireworks. Your toes curl in, and your fingers pinch the cushion as he went in deeper, harder, and faster.

“Gonna let me cum inside this sweet little body?”

Your mind pleaded ‘no’, but your body yearned for him to do his bidding.

“I’ll take that as a yes, my fucking girl.”

You yelp mon out a pitiful ‘no’ as a last attempt, knowing that it wasn’t going to change anything. The damage has already been done. He’s been thrusting for nearly an hour and was still going strong, stretching you open and ruining you for any future prospects of sexual mates.

“Make me cum baby…fuck!”

He clenches his jaw and leans forward, resting his forehead over on the back of your head as he commits slow and hard thrusts, aiming to go in as deep as possible. The warmth of his secreting strings staining your walls was all it took to snap that band, and a wave of intense orgasm rushes through your bloodstream and sends a tingling spark to your toes and fingertips. “Oh-oh my God!!”

You scream out each word, arching your back and lifting your rear end, allowing for his top to slide in deeper as he shoots out the remainder of his seed. “Fuck yeah baby, take it all inside.”

You gulp with an open mouth as you sing out a high pitched moan. Never have you felt something so strong and beautiful. Too bad it had to go down this manner, but right now you didn’t care. The way he gave you an aftermath of kisses, and rubbed his fingers against your skin, it was all so…

“Fucking beautiful.”

He compliments you as he admits a tender kiss to your cheek. “Next time, I’ll take you on a date and then fuck you—and take my time doing it.”

Another kiss lands on your neck. “I just couldn’t help myself tonight. I’ll make it up to you.”

He gently wraps the towel over your body before slyly waking out, not even fazed by the alarm going off as he nonchalantly walks through the front door. You rush over and enter the pin to cease the beeping, gaining the sight of his back. From that you could see, he was tall, and rather well built. You’re not entirely sure how you felt from the whole ordeal. A sense of chaos riddle through as you became torn from being forced into an act of intense sex, grew into enjoying it, and facing the risk of unwanted pregnancy as a reminder of him drops down your thigh. ‘Shit…what have I done?’

………..

A couple of weeks pass, and you never mentioned to anyone about the incident. How could you? It may have started against your will, but something about the pleasure he instilled was unforgettable and addicting. It haunted your dreams, to the point where you awoke to soaked panties and a throbbing pulse of yearning desire. You would think back to that night, thinking about how he fucked you so good. So-so good.

In a way, a part of you had wished you did get pregnant from it. But your rational and realistic sensibility caused you to take your allowance and purchase a Plan-B pill. It was the right thing to do, but God…was it so wrong to want a piece of him inside you?

“Sweetheart, come outside for a moment.”

You walk over to your father’s voice, and met with him outside the front door. “Yes, dad?”

“Sweetheart, this is our neighbor, he lives in the house right outside the fence line, across your flower garden.”

You look over and see the man your father presented. He has the most handsome face you’ve ever seen, and was of great masculine stature. He was dressed in business casual, and looked so damn good with his hands tucked into his slack pockets. He flashes a smile, flaring sharp canines that elude a strong sense of vampirism.

“This is Sunghoon, he graduated from college last year, the same one you’re going to now.”

Your father continues his presentation as you struggled to break your sights away. “It’s nice to meet you, my name is y/n.”

You shyly introduce yourself properly, extending a handshake. He gently takes your palm and shakes it, almost playfully. His thumb rubs the back of your hand as he gives his proper introduction. Your eyes shoot up and you nearly fall as you hear his voice. That voice you could never forget.

You faintly gasp as he smirks, giving you a wink and pulling you in slightly while your parents weren’t looking. Whispering, the warmth of his breath grazes your face—

“Miss me baby?”

[pencildragon11]

wrestling with the moral OCD lately

ok so, we generally agree that working for a defense contractor or being a cop is bad

but what about working at a bank, with all their bullshit fees and sometimes predatory loans? What about working for a payment processor that casually grinds sex workers underfoot as "too risky" and "too much hassle"?

Working entry level in the call center might be one thing, but what about getting promoted and working hard and moving up, until you're a loan underwriter? someone who's making the impactful decisions and enforcing the policies and putting the good of the company over the wellbeing of the customer base and the public?

How evil is it to be working for a company whose major customers are in the oil industry, with all we know about how environmentally catastrophic oil drilling is, not to mention the absolutely horrible ways Native water protectors are treated?

Obviously none of these things are on "killing babies with drones" level.

But.

There are so many things to care about. How do you decide what matters?

A lot of people say landlords are evil. Do they mean just corporations buying up homes as investment vehicles? What about a person who rents out a spare room? What about a small-scale landlord who owns a couple houses, is quick and responsive on repairs, doesn't nickel and dime their tenants, and is pleasant to work with?

We agree that it's impossible to become a billionaires without exploiting other humans.

But the whole goddamn stock market is built on the prioritization of profit over all. Even if I just contribute to my 401k, that's being invested in stock market funds. I'm indirectly profiting off companies using prison slave labor, or companies bottling and selling fresh water that should be a public resource.

We point out that the way white people talk and think about poorer neighborhoods is pretty racist. But is it racist for me to think maybe I'd like to live somewhere that doesn't smell so strongly of urine? that maybe I'm willing to spend more to live somewhere with fewer gunshots and less screaming?

Where do you draw the line? How do you construct a coherent system of personal ethics without going mad?

I mean, I grew up in a cult where morality was rigidly black and white. I grew up on "give all you have to the poor and follow Jesus" and "tithe a minimum of 10% of your gross income to god/the church/the poor/holy causes" and st francis of assisi and "cast your bread upon the water."

for a long time I believed that if I had enough to survive on it was my duty to give away the rest

and I spent years barely surviving because of that, because I prioritized supporting others who mostly just took me for granted instead of saving for emergencies

because I was more comfortable working shitty minimum wage jobs than ever being so crass as to pursue money

Also like, I don't believe in god or jesus anymore so I'm pretty sure I don't have to follow a bunch of rules that maybe were just hammered into me by pastors who wanted me to fund their new church buildings?

I am so over the mother teresa bullshit that suffering is inherently virtuous

Fuck that.

I'm tired of precarity.

It feels goddamn good to know I can afford emergency car repairs and regular maintenance. To buy myself little treats and clothes that actually fit. To watch my savings go up each month.

I want to stack up a big fat wad of cash and never be broke again. I want to know I can take care of myself and the people I love. I want to build a life with time for leisure and relationships and parenting and all the things that matter.

I think I could probably make a lot more money if I could swallow my crippling sense of moral injustice and just chase the almighty profits.

But I'm terrified it will make me evil

[landofzero-archive]

Ibara Saegusa - Private Room Chapter 2

Writer: Nishioka Maiko

Season: Autumn

(Location: CosPro Conference Area)

(One week later)

Ibara: —Yes, yes. I believe I explained that many times the other day, right? I’ll send you the materials via email.

That’s right. I’ll contact that person from here.

No. Everyone makes mistakes, so please be careful in the future. Yes, yes. Thank you. Then, please excuse me.

Haah…… Is it an email this time? Uumm……?

—Ahh, come on! What the hell is going on with this situation……!

Problems occur here and there every day! Even when I fix one problem, two more problems pop up in different places at the same time!

This is nothing short of abnormal!

Another email? Yes, yes. What happened this time?

…… What? ‘My working hours have increased too much this month, so why don’t I take some time off somewhere?’ What are they talking about……?

It’s true that I’ve been busy this month due to filming and management duties, and for the past week or so I’ve been working overtime all the time in order to deal with problems.

…… However, there’s no way I could honestly take a day off in this current situation. This is a person who doesn’t know the situation, so……

(No…… Wait. It’s certainly not the time to take a long break.

Recently, the real situation of major agencies with black labor systems has been a hot topic…… (1)

The public will be looking for the next sacrificial company to pop up in the news in a chain reaction.

Under such circumstances, it would be too risky for me to collapse from overwork as the deputy director……)

Damn…… I have no choice. I’ll quickly finish my day off tomorrow and return to the front line as soon as possible.

(Location: Starmony Dorms (Exterior))

Aira: Uummm…… Copy and paste the inquiry number here. All I have to do is start the inquiry~

—The status is complete! It’s almost arrived! My oshi’s national tour disc♪

What a reli~ef. I thought it would arrive later. I have plenty of time before I go to bed, so I’m gonna enjoy this to the fu~llest today.

That’s why I bought a lot of sweets and drinks. I won’t be leaving my room after today……!

Nazuna: O~i, Aira-chin. Isn’t it dangerous to walk while looking at your phone~?

Aira: Ah, Nito-senpai! Sorry. I couldn’t help but wonder if my package had arrived. Ehehee.

Nazuna: Package? Oh, were you tracking your courier package?

I understand why you’re worried about its status, but it’s still dangerous. By the way, what kind of package are you getting?

Aira: It’s the national tour disc for my favorite idol! I’ve been looking forward to its release!

Right now, my roommates Sakuma-senpai and Tenshouin-senpai are away at a long-term location shoot.

So even if I make noise, I won’t bother anyone, and I think I’ll have a good time at my solo viewing party.

I’m planning to go back to my room and start right away— hm?

Huh? Is there some kind of contractor at the dorms right now?

It looks like there are long pipes being brought in and large trucks going in and out. Outsiders also seem to be wandering around? Is there something going on?

Nazuna: Ahh…… Come to think of it, I heard that there was a problem with the water pipes on our floor and that the repair work begins today.

Aira: Ehh!? Construction!?

Th-This can’t be happening~…… Even though I just wanted to enjoy my disc quietly today~……

Nazuna: Ah. But from what I heard, the construction work will be done in the morning. Aren’t they just doing the demolition work now?

So I think we can have some quiet time after this~

Aira: Wh- that’s good news……♪ Then I don’t have to worry! See ya, Nito-senpai. I’m gonna pick up my luggage right away!

Nazuna: Alright, have fun. Bye~♪

(Location: Starmony Dorm Room (Eichi, Rei, Aira's Room))

Aira: I’m back~☆

– Even though I said that, Sakuma-senpai and Tenshouin-senpai are away for a few days due to long-term location work so there’s no way I’d get a reply.

In the end, I feel a little lonely without my seniors……

Well, it can’t be helped. It’s work. And that’s why I can watch discs without hesitation.

Ah, that’s right! I have to open the package right away! I have to be careful not to damage the package inside……

Uwaai♪ As expected of the first limited edition! There’s lots of bonuses!

Arrange the goods and discs neatly~. Take a photo! Alright! I’ll upload it to SNS later♪

Then, let’s finally have the viewing party for today’s main event—

Hmm? My face feels a little sticky. Maybe there’s still some foundation left over from work this morning……?

It’s hard to lie down in bed like this. I’ll wash my face before the viewing party.

Once I start watching it, I don’t want to be distracted by anything else. I have to be fully prepared!

…… Huhh? Even though I’ve turned the faucet all the way, the water isn’t coming out…… Isn’t that weird?

It was normal until this morning. It doesn’t look like there’s anything particularly wrong with the lower pipe.

Could it be that the water in the room is off because they’re doing repair work on the water system……?

Ehh? That’s a problem~……! I just wanted to wash my face and have a watch party.

Get the water flowing! Hey, hey!

—Eh!? The handle of the faucet came off!? UWAWAWAWAWAWA!? THE WATER’S GUSHING OU~T!?

W-Wait a minute! Can someone please stop thiiiiiiiiis!?

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TL NOTES:

Black labor systems are systems where corporations operate with exploitative working conditions or a toxic company culture. They typically hire lots of young workers only to then force them to work large amounts of overtime without overtime pay (hence why Ibara doing so much overtime could cause a scandal for CosPro).

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Shadow and Veil-Chapter Twenty Four

Summary: Eva Moore’s life was a carefully constructed fiction.  Every day, she did exactly what her mother in law, her husband, and his  best friend expected of her. No mistakes. And, that was going pretty  well for Eva right up until a huge complication literally tried to run  her over. Now, she’s faced with trying to keep the pieces of her life  from falling apart while attempting (and failing) to keep her feelings  for her husband’s new business partner at bay.

A/N: This fic is a sister-fic to A Need So Great and A Need Unleashed.  You do not need to have read ANSG or ANU to read this fic, but there  are Easter eggs from those fics in Shadow and Veil for readers with keen  eyes.  This fic is explicit for canon-compliant blood, gore, violence,  and sex. As such, it is intended for an adult audience, only. A/B/O  dynamics come with their own warning. Anyone under the age of 18 should  not interact with this work. I do not consent to reposting this work to  other platforms. Reblog only to Tumblr.  

Word Count: ~2,000

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Eva leaned against Alexei’s car in the driveway of her childhood home. The sunlight was less kind to the house than moon light. She scanned the shutters that were falling off the side and the screen door that was hanging crookedly from the hinges. Given the level of neglect to the structure, they were lucky that the electrical and water still worked.

She remembered sitting on the porch with her mother, cracking beans for dinner. She remembered hot days that smelled like the fresh laundry that hung on a line out back. She remembered praying every night before she went to sleep. Soft, blurry images that were wrapped in all the love Eva’s parents could give her.

A sense of shame came to her as she realized the house’s poor condition was partially her fault. It would take months for the contractors to bring the house to a livable condition. Eva would never see it restored.

Alexei burst through the front door, “What good are contractors if they can’t keep an appointment?”

She glanced at her watch, “Its only five after.”

“They are late.”

“The house is hard to find,” Eva countered, “They’ll be here soon.”

Alexei hadn’t broached the subject of what he wanted to talk to her about and Eva wasn’t going to ask. She felt awash with information and she didn’t think that her brain could take any more. Whatever the Russian had to say obviously couldn’t be said in front of Josh.

Another secret Eva would have to carry.

Less than ten minutes later, a pick up came barreling up the drive. She straightened and folded her hands in front of her while she waited for the men to climb out of it. A warm handshake. A polite ‘ma’am’. A gentle correction that Alexei was not her husband.

Eva played the part, giving the men a tour of the home and pointing out things that Josh wanted repaired or updated. She smiled when they quoted above and beyond the going rate for repairs, deferred to her husband for the invoices. Ignored the nervous glances towards Alexei.

It was only when she turned the corner to her old room that Eva faltered. Her bed was still sitting there along with the cedar chest gifted to her by a grandmother she barely remembered. The gray-blue paint she picked out for her eleventh birthday was faded and every flat surface was covered in a thin layer of dust.

She felt her chest twist as she thought about the last night she spent in that room. Nervous and giddy, staring at her wedding dress hanging from the door of her closet. The mass of lace and taffeta was stored away in the hall closet, purposefully forgotten among the winter coats.

To his credit, Alexei noticed her discomfort and deftly led the contractors to another part of the house. Eva was left alone in a room she hadn’t set foot inside for almost seven years.

Sniffing back her feelings, Eva knelt down beside the chest and lifted the lid. It smelled the same. Exactly the same. Her jaw clenched against the rush of memories that came with that smell.

Inside, the chest was nearly bare. All that remained was a small swath of cotton. Eva reached for it, pulling away layers of fabric to reveal a brightly colored knit blanket—her baby blanket. The edges were a little frayed from the years she spent dragging it along behind her, but it was still mostly intact.

Eva held it to her chest, an errant tear falling down her cheek. She wiped it away and stood, folding the blanket a few times so that she could carry it beneath her arm. The contractors were good enough not to point it out when she returned to the group. Eva went on with the tour for another half hour, holding the blanket the whole way.

When Eva was sure that they understood the breadth of work that was expected of them, she wrote out the billing address and gave better directions to the main road. Then, she stood on the porch and watched them go.

Alexei waited until the dust settled before he said, “We’re going to take a detour.” He saw the panic on her face, “Relax, Birdie. I just want to talk with you where ears are less likely to listen.”

The place where ears were less likely to listen turned out to be the gun range. Eva followed Alexei’s lead while he talked amiably with the manager and selected a pair of cumbersome ear protection. Then, she followed him to the firing lane.

She was no stranger to guns. Living in the country meant that her father would go hunting when deer season came around. He taught her how to hold a rifle, how to squeeze the trigger, how to brace herself against the kick. She took down her first buck  the year before she left the house. They didn’t have money to get it mounted, but the family rationed the deer meat for an entire winter and half the spring.

Alexei fired off a few rounds with a pistol inlaid with mother of pearl. Eva recognized it as a birthday gift from Josh. She stood behind him and to the side, watching the paper target at the far end of the lane. Good grouping. Two to the head, four to the chest. One to the belly. He paused, then fired twice more to empty the clip.

“You want to try?”

Eva shrugged, “Okay.”

Alexei reloaded and handed the gun to her. Eva took her position and fired. Shoulder. She adjusted her grip, fired twice more to the chest. Her aim towards the head was a little off, clipping the target. Another adjustment and she got three dead center. Just for fun, she emptied the rest of the clip near and around the groin.

When she set the weapon down, Alexei was laughing, “You learn that on the farm?”

She nodded.

“Good. You might need it soon.”

Eva turned to him, “Why?”

“I won’t offend you by pretending you don’t know that the feds are closing in. Myra told Josh that you found her trying to get access to the financials.”

There was no use denying it, “I did.”

Alexei crossed his arms, “Its bad. My contacts tell me that the investigation has been going on for over a year and that they are ready to indict.”

A surge of anxiety rolled over her. The knowledge that he had people on the inside set off about a thousand different questions, none of them good.

“You think we’re all going to jail?”

She tried to say it evenly, but Eva could hear how fragile her voice was. The weight of an uncertain future was a heavy burden.

“No,” Alexei replied with certainty, “There’s not enough to pin anything on Josh.”

Eva frowned, “That’s not what I meant and I think you know it.”

His mouth thinned, “You’re very smart, Birdie. You know where this will go.”

Alexei was looking at her meaningfully, and Eva began to think about the purpose of their little field trip.

She looked away, gaze falling on the target at the far end of the lane, “Why would I need to know how to shoot a gun soon?”

“Not a gun,” he murmured, “it doesn’t have to be a gun.”

Eva cut a glance at him, “You’re beatin’ around the bush, Alexei. Just say what you need to say.”

He inhaled, exhaled, then, “Myra plans to pin the embezzlement on you. Josh isn’t going to stop her.”

She knew that already. Eva was well aware of Myra’s regard for her. She was also well aware of Josh’s disregard.

“It’ll fall apart as soon as I’m taken into custody. I don’t plan to be a scapegoat for something that was Josh’s plan all along.”

Alexei’s voice was sympathetic, “They know that.”

They know that.

There was something about the way he said it. Layers and layers of meaning that took Eva a while to dig through. They needed someone to pin everything on, but they also needed someone who wouldn’t talk, who couldn’t be turned against them.

“You think they’ll kill me,” she concluded. “You think they’ll pin it on my and then take me out of the picture.”

He nodded.

Eva sighed, “Fine. I’ll handle it when the time comes.”

Alexei’s eyes narrowed, “I don’t think you understand the severity of what is going on.”

“No,” she countered, “I understand it. Thank you for the warning.”

They didn’t talk any more about it while Alexei reloaded and went about emptying the clip. The not talking about it continued while Eva took her turn, while they returned the ear protection to the manager, while they walked back to the car, and during the entire drive back to the house.

In the driveway, Alexei put a hand on her arm, “Remember what we talked about.”

“I will.”

Eva would absolutely keep Josh’s coming betrayal in mind, but she couldn’t bring herself to be angry about it. She was also betraying him—multiple times over.

Instead of worrying about it, Eva channeled her energy into prepping for what might come the next day, the next week, the next month. She packed up the money and all of her essential items into the duffel and put it in the hall closet beneath several pillows and an old comforter.

While she was looking through every drawer and cabinet in her room, she found the intro to Spanish book. With the afternoon free from meetings, Eva went ahead and took it back to the library.

The librarian, Margaret, recognized her, “Mrs. Moore, I have just the thing for you.”

Eva smiled, saying, “I’m sorry, I’m not looking to check out anything new today. Just returning this.”

“Alright,” Margaret replied as she took the book from Eva, “You know, we have a lovely new calendar coming out for the new year. Why don’t you take one?”

The calendar was a glossy print with puppies across the front. Eva almost demurred, but her inner Southern etiquette wouldn’t quite let her refuse when Margaret was looking at her so genially.

“Thank you.”

“Of course. When you’re ready to pick up volume two of this, you give me a call and I’ll set it aside for you.”

“I will,” Eva said, “Thank you.”

It wasn’t until she got out to the car that Eva noticed the post-it note placed on the top of the calendar. It definitely hadn’t been there before. She peeled it off, wondering how Margaret had pressed it into place without Eva noticing.

You were right. Minor delay. Spend the night with me. Friday. I’ll take care of him.

She read it a few times, memorizing the handwriting and wondering if it was Horacio’s or Margaret’s. Then, out of caution, Eva drove to a fast food restaurant, ordered a milkshake, drank a bit of it, stuffed the note inside the melting ice cream, and threw the cup into the dumpster.

When she got to the house, it was quiet. The lights were out and Josh’s car wasn’t there.  She went up to her room and found a small package on her bed. On the top, written in permanent marker, was an oval slashed from the top left down to the bottom right. Wary hands opened the box to find a small hand gun with a full clip inside. The pistol would fit in any small purse. Eva lifted the gun out of the box to find a small holster that could be strapped around her waist.

For many months, Eva had been aware that trouble was coming. The gift from Alexei could only mean that, finally, trouble was here.  .

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