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2 mos ago
Current Sheeeesh the beginning of this month is like, super busy with work and leaving me really tired lately, so replies a little delayed. Sorryyyyyy T___T
7 mos ago
Know that I'll always look back on our tale fondly, and will always be eager to brush the dust off of a story of a forgotten time. A bittersweet cliffhanger~
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3 yrs ago
Man, Lost by Linkin Park is really good. It's been on my daily replay since it dropped...
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4 yrs ago
These last couple of days have been really productive! Got rid of some clutter in my room, and re-arranged. Hoping that will help increase my workflow in here :)
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4 yrs ago
Slowly getting back into the swing of it ^^ Thanks, guys 😊

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Freya raised an eyebrow. “I have on a tank top, James.” She laughed. “C’mon. I wouldn’t just start getting super undressed in front of you. I know better.” She stuck her tongue out at him. Her interest piqued at the new outfit first. “No, you didn’t, haha. I guess to get even I’ll be picking an outfit out for you as well.” She grinned. “Well, I know it doesn’t matter what I’m wearing but, still.” She smiled, and pulled on a lavender cardigan since she was going to be changing outfits anyway, and some flats, making sure to bring socks with her. “Whatever you pick, I totally want a new pair of boots. Knee high or higher, oh but new sneakers would be cute. Maybe heels? Hmm...” She said, thinking to herself aloud.

No, Freya was fairly naïve to what she was doing to James. It didn’t seem to be bothering him too much so she wasn’t getting any odd signals. “To the car!” She exclaimed, grabbing some more lollipops on her way out with James, linking her arm in his as she closed the door behind them. Downstairs they went, and towards the vehicle. Waiting for James to unlock it, she then got in and buckled herself in. “Exciting!!” She giggled, barely able to contain herself as she put another lollipop in her mouth.

She then turned towards James. “Hey. When I start getting dirty clothes…how are we going to do laundry?” She asked. “I’ve been meaning to say something since we moved in but…you know.” She grinned.
At the mention of getting more flowers, Freya smiled. “So, this means I can expect more flowers from you, James?” She teased. As he answered her questions, she nodded. “Ah. Right. Well. In a really selfish small way I am glad I’ll still have you to myself this weekend.” She giggled. She looked up, curiously. “You what?” She took a moment, and then grinned. “Well of course you can get another one, silly. All you had to do was say something. You know I don’t mind getting you anything. And neither does Daddy for that matter.” She was right though, the Von Rykers spared no expense for their workers to make sure that they were always comfortable, and happy.

Freya did find it a bit odd he had never had his hair styled, but then feigned a gasp in teasing. “Not stressed or worried. Not James!” She was being over dramatic, and placed her hand over her chest. Excited that they would get to decorate his apartment, she squeaked in delight. “Helping James decorate, get new cutlery stuff AND a new outfit? This day rocks!” She giggled, and as she pulled James out of the bathroom, she looked around her room. “Uhmmmm, do you know what the weather is going to be today, James?” She asked, pulling off her sweater that was covered in the labors of this morning’s work, wearing a tank top underneath, careful not to mess up what James had already done to her hair. She moved to her closet, waiting for a forecast from James, and took into consideration what he himself was wearing.
“Are you alright, James?” She asked innocently. He pulled her chair out and she stood. “Okay!” She grinned and headed towards her room and sat in it once James had set the chair down. Freya looked on her phone trying to find the image that she had found. “Hey, James? Did you want to go into town today? I imagine we can’t go this weekend since I asked you to take today off and you’ll want to make up that time, right?” She questioned. “Or, we could just go shopping for stuff. It’s been a while since you’ve gotten any new culinary stuff, hasn’t it?” She asked, genuinely curious.

“Ah! Here it is.” She smiled, holding her phone up with the example that she wanted. “Just, at the start of the ponytail, that’s where I want the sunflower.” She told him, and felt his hands beginning to manipulate her hair and let out a pleased sigh. “That feels so nice. I forget how it feels when people have their hands on my scalp. I wonder if you enjoy it too, James. Oh maybe we should go get our hair done?” Freya watched as James worked his magic, though and grinned when it was done, giving it a full check. “Thank you, James. It looks great! Now, did you want to have a shopping spree? Clothes, Cooking Stuff, things to decorate your apartment?” She gently nudged him.
As she moved to grab him something, his hand caught her attention and she smiled back, taking a seat and finished her juice. Getting a compliment from James on her cooking was a plus. She looked embarrassed, but was flattered. “Thank you, a compliment on cooking always is special from you, James.” She put the plates into the sink and took a seat back at the table. “Don’t mention it. You do tons of sweet things for me all the time,” Freya reached over and grabbed a lollipop. “Like these.” She giggled, unwrapping it putting it in her mouth.

She looked at the clock. It read that it was fifteen after ten. Her morning classes would have started on the hour, and she glanced at James. She didn’t know his schedule or anything so she wasn’t sure if he was going to be skipping out on classes today, too…

“Was there something specific you wanted to do today, James?” She asked, picking up the sunflower he had given her and smelled it. “I might wear this in my hair today. If…I got a style picked out do you think you could help me get it settled in?” Freya had asked James to help her with her hair a handful of times, mostly going to Annie for any advice or tips she could give the young miss. Looking at James, Freya suddenly began to giggle. “You’ve got a little…” She leaned over, and gently wiped some whipped cream from the corner of his mouth. “A bit of whipped cream on your mouth.” She giggled, licking it off her finger. “Mmm.”
Freya giggled. “I know they’re your favorite, silly. I’m apologizing for not being able to incorporate it into the batter, since I didn’t have time.” As he presented the flower she gasped. “Oh my. James. This is beautiful. Thank you.” She blushed when he told her the reasons why he got it for her. She grabbed the both of them a glass of juice, and sat back down at the table. “I’m really glad you enjoy it. It was a frenzy to get it all done before you came back, I’ll have you know.” She smiled. Freya looked at him and raised her eyebrows. “Is everything alright? Did I leave something out? Did you need syrup or anything?” She asked, ready to get up and grab it.
Freya felt him freeze, and hoped that she didn’t startle him. As he turned, she let go of him, and looked up. As he nodded, she couldn’t help smiling. “Of course, I didn’t expect you to.” When he asked if he could go change, she remembered the he was in fact still in his uniform. “Oh! Right, of course you can!” She smiled. Looking at the plate he had prepared, she waved him off. “I’ll be alright for ten or twenty minutes while you get ready.” She assured, and sat down at the table and began eating what he had prepared her for breakfast. She watched as he walked out of the door, and once she had finished eating, she stood, and took the dish to the sink.

Taking a deep breath, she had to think quickly. She didn’t have the time to do anything super elaborate. She could manage on her own if she had to, of course. But this was something completely different. She went into the refrigerator and pulled out eggs, flour, suger, eggs, oil and baking powder, along with salt. She grabbed a bowl and began combining the ingredients. Once it reached a consistency that she was happy with, she grabbed a small skillet and began making pancakes. She had only time to make three, and grabbed strawberries out of the fridge, knowing James always kept some on hand, cut some up, and put three peaks of whipped cream on top, she turned off the stovetop and put them on a plate, just as James was coming back in.

“Surprise!” She greeted, extending the pancakes she was working on out towards him. “You always make me breakfast. I thought maybe it would be a nice change for me to make you something. I know it’s not super extravagant like you do for me, but…I still put the same amount of care into making it. Sorry I couldn’t put the strawberries into it. I didn’t have enough time.” She was beaming, and was covered with flour and had bits of raw batter on her arms and cheek from how quickly she was mixing to get it ready in time. She was a little winded having to do that so quickly.
Freya watched his mouth turn up into a smile, and couldn't help wondering how he wasn't freaking out. Was she dealing with butler James? He was still in his uniform, but...

He did still greet her and stretched, offering her hand once he had gotten up and moved the blanket he had draped over them off. She took it of course, and stood up. She nodded as he told her to go ahead with her bathroom business while he started breakfast. Freya quickly moved into her room and to the bathroom. She always had to go in the morning. Without fail. After that routine work was done, she brushed her teeth. It was incredibly nice to fall asleep and wake up next to James..But, there's no way that he would go for that. At least, not butler James. She ran a hand through her hair. It almost felt like they weren't at school, but in their own place with how content he looked just a few minutes ago. She wanted to see him like that all the time, and splashed her face with some cool water before drying it off. "I just...need to thank him for last night, and see which James I have this morning." She said, looking into the mirror and nodded in confirmation.

Right. Exiting the room, she already smelled that James was already swiftly making something. Peeking out, she saw he was at the stove, frying away something for the dish he was making. She waited until he had gotten the hot pans out of the way and made the plates before coming out and hugging him from behind. She really enjoyed how James felt against her. "Thank you, James. For last night." She mumbled into the back of his shirt. "Are you working today?" She asked, gripping him a bit tighter. "If you do...would it be wrong of me to ask if you could take the day off?" She had never really asked James to take the day off before. But she just wanted to spend the day together. Even if he had to leave ever-so often to go to classes. Not that he knew that she knew he had any to attend.
The morning light from the window filled the apartment from last night. Freya groaned as some of it hit her eyelids and shifted to get away from it. She thought she was grabbing a pillow as she nuzzled into James' chest. Though, it wasn't quite conforming to her demands to squish down. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw a button up shirt in front of her. 'That's not a pillow'. Taking a few more moments, she realized the 'pillow' smelled familiar. Leaning back, Freya looked up and her face flushed bright red.

"Oh my gosh!" She whispered in surprise. Did they fall asleep like this? He looked...really handsome. Not that he didn't always look that way! 'Oh my goodness...' she bit her lip as she felt his arm tighten slightly to make sure she was secured. She didn't even know what time it was. She couldn't look at the clock because James was blocking the way. Though, Freya wasn't sure the time would matter. She didn't feel like going to classes today, anyway. But, she knew that she did have to go to the bathroom...darn all those snacks. She cleared her throat, and gently moved up to poke James' nose with her finger. "J-James. I...I have to go to the...bathroom." She whispered. After a few moments, she realized he probably hadn't heard her. She gently shook him, and repeated herself a bit louder. "James. I have to go to the bathroom..." Her face was still red when he had opened his blue eyes and found them staring into her own. "G-Good Morning." She greeted.
James pulled back and slowly led her towards the couch. Just like that, she was on his lap with a blanket around them both. She let his hand guide her head to find his shoulder, and nuzzled into his neck. She nodded. “..Kay.” She didn’t want to even think about what would have happened. “I don’t..want to go class tomorrow, James.” She sniffed. Freya might change her mind in the morning, but at the moment, she wasn’t feeling like doing anything tomorrow if it involved leaving the apartment. Eventually, she had calmed down enough and stayed attached to James. “Can we stay like this for the night, James? I don’t want to sleep alone.” She moved an arm to wipe one of her eyes before slightly adjusting to get more comfortable. She didn’t know what she would do without James. She was such a frazzled mess…Listening to his relaxed breathing helped her relax and eventually fall into her own world of dreams.
She had figured that even though she had told James he was welcome to leave, that he would still say and help. That was so like him. She heard him sigh after she apologized, and suddenly thought that maybe she shouldn’t have. She heard his footsteps approach, and she looked up as he grabbed the bowls from her and set them on the table. “Wait – no. I can take it..” She said as he took them. He had pulled her close, and hugged her. Freya blinked, not expecting it. Oh no…

She could feel it..James was too gentle. He held her delicately, but still close enough to feel him there. “I…I wasn’t comfortable..But I didn’t…want to be rude, either…” She sniffled, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. She felt his free hand stroke her hair and she began crying. “I can still feel his arms on me, James. Make it go away..” She sobbed, wrapping her arms around him tightly. “I don’t even know him, why was he grabbing me like that? What if you weren’t here? Dianne was here but…but..” She was sending herself into a little bit of a panicked crying frenzy.
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