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Hi friends, I’ve messaged those who I’ve been role playing with. I may be gone for maybe another month? I’m struggling with irl issues and it’s haulted my writing. Many apologies. ):
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Hi friends, I’ve messaged those who I’ve been role playing with. I may be gone for maybe another month? I’m struggling with irl issues and it’s haunted my writing. Many apologies. ):
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Hey guys! I'm getting replies out shortly, just struggling with writing and connecting to characters right now. Thanks for your patience.
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I’m still here, doing a lot of cleaning.
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In response to Ethan's justification of sticking the cold can of soda to her leg to make her move, Olivia had snorted with a roll of her eyes. Whatever. Typical Ethan, yet it made her smile. The playfulness between the two was sure to wear out shortly as it was just a temporary excitement in being able to spend time with each other after not being around each other much for the past four years due to Ethan going off to college and beginning his own life. Olivia tucked her feet under her legs and began to scroll through the notifications on her phone. Some were text messages asking how she was, when she was going to start school, others were snapchats of her friends sending her ridiculous pictures or videos. One video she began to laugh at so hard she had to cover her mouth with her hand, stifling her laugh that was to be eventually fleeting. The bubbly feeling in her chest never stayed for long these days.
Ethan had looked over in question to her hysteria when Steve walked through the front door. He had been gone longer than what he should have been but honestly, Ethan didn't think much of it because his mind was elsewhere. "Yo, I'm paying half." Apparently, his mind wasn't too far off to not notice his friend trying to buy dinner for all of them. Olivia's eyes had lifted from her phone to glance between the two, then back down at her screen. She was glad her brother had someone to depend on and honestly she wished that she was able to be a person he was able to lean on. There wasn't much she could do for him but try to be happy or at least act it so he wouldn't worry about her as much.
Fifteen minutes later the pizza was there. Olivia had gotten up from her spot on the couch, finding it necessary to keep her self busy doing something seeing as Ethan had managed to doze off on the couch, phone in his hand that rested against his chest. "Thank you." Olivia had told the delivery boy after paying him. She shut the apartment door softly behind her, taking the pizza into the kitchen before calling out to the two men in the house. "Dinner is ready, boys." Her voice carried through the apartment as she went to grab a few paper towels to keep things less messy. As she did she noticed Ethan didn't budge.
Should she wake him? The girl eyed her brother for a moment before deciding it was best to leave Ethan be. He was tired after all. Honestly, she could go for a catnap too. She hadn't been sleeping well since her parents passed. Olivia helped herself to a slice of pizza, before leaning up against the counter in the kitchen. Her eyes were glossed over as if she was deep in thought but really she was just tired. Every night when she tried to sleep she ended up staring up at her ceiling as the reality of her parents being gone from the world that she knew settled into her mind's understanding. The thoughts and emotions swarming her when she lay down at night made it hard for her to settle into a peaceful slumber, and now that she was in a new home she was sure it wouldn't be any better.
The only hope she had of getting a nights rest in was if she just exhausted herself to the point of her body forcing her to sleep.
Ethan had looked over in question to her hysteria when Steve walked through the front door. He had been gone longer than what he should have been but honestly, Ethan didn't think much of it because his mind was elsewhere. "Yo, I'm paying half." Apparently, his mind wasn't too far off to not notice his friend trying to buy dinner for all of them. Olivia's eyes had lifted from her phone to glance between the two, then back down at her screen. She was glad her brother had someone to depend on and honestly she wished that she was able to be a person he was able to lean on. There wasn't much she could do for him but try to be happy or at least act it so he wouldn't worry about her as much.
Fifteen minutes later the pizza was there. Olivia had gotten up from her spot on the couch, finding it necessary to keep her self busy doing something seeing as Ethan had managed to doze off on the couch, phone in his hand that rested against his chest. "Thank you." Olivia had told the delivery boy after paying him. She shut the apartment door softly behind her, taking the pizza into the kitchen before calling out to the two men in the house. "Dinner is ready, boys." Her voice carried through the apartment as she went to grab a few paper towels to keep things less messy. As she did she noticed Ethan didn't budge.
Should she wake him? The girl eyed her brother for a moment before deciding it was best to leave Ethan be. He was tired after all. Honestly, she could go for a catnap too. She hadn't been sleeping well since her parents passed. Olivia helped herself to a slice of pizza, before leaning up against the counter in the kitchen. Her eyes were glossed over as if she was deep in thought but really she was just tired. Every night when she tried to sleep she ended up staring up at her ceiling as the reality of her parents being gone from the world that she knew settled into her mind's understanding. The thoughts and emotions swarming her when she lay down at night made it hard for her to settle into a peaceful slumber, and now that she was in a new home she was sure it wouldn't be any better.
The only hope she had of getting a nights rest in was if she just exhausted herself to the point of her body forcing her to sleep.
Disappointment filled in the girl's chest and welled into her throat. Immediately her lips were in a tight frown, her cheeks puffing out into a pout. It was the expression she always unintentionally took on when she was disappointed or didn't get her way. Olivia wasn't necessarily spoiled but when she was looking forward to a promise being fulfilled it was always a let down when she didn't get what was promised to her. She was glowering at her brother when Steve spoke up. Fortunately for Ethan, Olivia had missed the silent plead for help that he had sent to his roommate who was handling the situation a lot better than he would have.
Ethan wasn't short-tempered but more so short of patience. Handling an argument with Olivia was not on his agenda right now as the blonde could be rather...persistant. As Steve spoke Olivia's features softened, her cheeks deflating as her hazel eyes settled on him. She took his words into consideration, her eyes lowering, lashes fluttering as she nodded her head, completely missing the glance Steve and her brother shared. Her eyes had moved back to Steve when he finished. Her expression completely dissolved into one of submission. Letting out a sigh, she turned from the two men and headed up the stairs without a word. God, why does Steve have to be such a cinnamon roll. She blushingly thought to herself, finding it hard to argue with the man after his well-spoken words of reason and smile.
Ethan's shoulders relaxed as he mouthed a silent 'thank you' to his roommate. The man was truly a lifesaver in more ways than one and Ethan was going to owe Steve big time when all was said and done. If anything he owed him a drink, or two, for that matter. Ethan followed his sister up the stairs to their apartment mentally noting that he also needed to take a page from Steve's book in how to carefully diffuse pouty teens.
Setting down the last two boxes into what as now Olivia's room, rather than the two men's makeshift office, was a like a huge weight lifted off of his shoulders. Running a hand through his mousy brown hair that was nearly falling into his eyes now that he was close to being due for a hair cut, he went to go slump into the couch in the living room but, it seemed that Olivia already had the idea to do so before him. The blonde was sprawled out on the sofa on her stomach, taking up most of the cushions. Ethan sighed, instead deciding he needed something to drink.
Two sodas in hand, one for himself and one for his sister, he made a move to take up a spot on the couch by placing a cold soda can against the back of his sister's leg that wasn't covered by her denim shorts. Olivia jerked, immediately moving to sit up on the couch, "What the hell?" She asked throwing a playful smack toward Ethan before taking the offending soda from his hand.
"You were taking up too much room on the couch, I saw an opening and took it." Ethan said simply, sinking down into the couch and opening the soda.
Ethan wasn't short-tempered but more so short of patience. Handling an argument with Olivia was not on his agenda right now as the blonde could be rather...persistant. As Steve spoke Olivia's features softened, her cheeks deflating as her hazel eyes settled on him. She took his words into consideration, her eyes lowering, lashes fluttering as she nodded her head, completely missing the glance Steve and her brother shared. Her eyes had moved back to Steve when he finished. Her expression completely dissolved into one of submission. Letting out a sigh, she turned from the two men and headed up the stairs without a word. God, why does Steve have to be such a cinnamon roll. She blushingly thought to herself, finding it hard to argue with the man after his well-spoken words of reason and smile.
Ethan's shoulders relaxed as he mouthed a silent 'thank you' to his roommate. The man was truly a lifesaver in more ways than one and Ethan was going to owe Steve big time when all was said and done. If anything he owed him a drink, or two, for that matter. Ethan followed his sister up the stairs to their apartment mentally noting that he also needed to take a page from Steve's book in how to carefully diffuse pouty teens.
Setting down the last two boxes into what as now Olivia's room, rather than the two men's makeshift office, was a like a huge weight lifted off of his shoulders. Running a hand through his mousy brown hair that was nearly falling into his eyes now that he was close to being due for a hair cut, he went to go slump into the couch in the living room but, it seemed that Olivia already had the idea to do so before him. The blonde was sprawled out on the sofa on her stomach, taking up most of the cushions. Ethan sighed, instead deciding he needed something to drink.
Two sodas in hand, one for himself and one for his sister, he made a move to take up a spot on the couch by placing a cold soda can against the back of his sister's leg that wasn't covered by her denim shorts. Olivia jerked, immediately moving to sit up on the couch, "What the hell?" She asked throwing a playful smack toward Ethan before taking the offending soda from his hand.
"You were taking up too much room on the couch, I saw an opening and took it." Ethan said simply, sinking down into the couch and opening the soda.
Hadley nodded. Chloe had every right to be angry, after all he did keep something rather important from her. They had gotten close during their time in Mexico but he wondered if a full explination would really clear the air between them. Hadley knew better, he knows that whatever is between them or was between them, it may slip between his fingers like sand. Not that she was something he was truly ment to have in the first place.
Yet here he was, testing that rational and there she was doing the same. "Y-yeah." He cleared his throat, regaining his composure quickly, "Yes, you should." It would be wise that she did. Right now he had drug this young woman unknowingly into an affair and the last thing he wanted to do was compromise both of their statuses and the University. Hadley stepped back to give Chloe her space. He had nearly forgotten he had positioned her against his desk as though he really could have had her in this setting. What the hell was he doing?
Hadley was smoothing out his grey vest and the white button-up shirt's sleeves when she suggested they talk at some point. He looked up at her, hazel eyes looking for any sort of uneasiness about her person. Yet she seemed like her usual self, always curious. The corner of his lips turned upward into a smile, "If you're willing to hear me out then, anything you wish." At that point, Hadley was telling her his cell phone number, just so they could be in contact for the discussion they would soon be having.
"We can meet over coffee, or dinner, just call me when you're ready." Hadley wanted to leave things on her terms. Ultimately he was giving her the choice to either decide that he was the scum of the earth, an awful sleuth, or that he surely had good reason to be escaping his wife. It was up to her, whatever she decided he would respect.
Yet here he was, testing that rational and there she was doing the same. "Y-yeah." He cleared his throat, regaining his composure quickly, "Yes, you should." It would be wise that she did. Right now he had drug this young woman unknowingly into an affair and the last thing he wanted to do was compromise both of their statuses and the University. Hadley stepped back to give Chloe her space. He had nearly forgotten he had positioned her against his desk as though he really could have had her in this setting. What the hell was he doing?
Hadley was smoothing out his grey vest and the white button-up shirt's sleeves when she suggested they talk at some point. He looked up at her, hazel eyes looking for any sort of uneasiness about her person. Yet she seemed like her usual self, always curious. The corner of his lips turned upward into a smile, "If you're willing to hear me out then, anything you wish." At that point, Hadley was telling her his cell phone number, just so they could be in contact for the discussion they would soon be having.
"We can meet over coffee, or dinner, just call me when you're ready." Hadley wanted to leave things on her terms. Ultimately he was giving her the choice to either decide that he was the scum of the earth, an awful sleuth, or that he surely had good reason to be escaping his wife. It was up to her, whatever she decided he would respect.
Hadley expected a smack to the face from Chloe, not a kiss. Was she not angry with him? He'd seen it on her face, in her eyes. They were full of fire but he could tell there was uncertainty there and temptation. Hadley knew he had a lot of explaining to do but at this moment it could wait.
It was Hadley's own instincts and desire that influenced his next actions. He had kissed her back greedily, having missed the feeling of her lips against his own. This was wrong and dangerous but all reason had quickly left for the time being. His hands rested on her hips, his fingertips digging in and pulling her to him. Besides her whimsical personality, he'd missed her warmth the most, and how she felt pressed against him.
After a moment he'd broken their kiss only to turn them so he could push her up against the edge of his desk, thankfully nothing was on it except for his own bag of things, or else he was sure it would've been knocked off. "I've missed you." He said before entangling his fingers through soft blonde curls. That was the truth, he'd thought about her, dreamed about her but he never thought she'd be here in front of him like this again.
It was Hadley's own instincts and desire that influenced his next actions. He had kissed her back greedily, having missed the feeling of her lips against his own. This was wrong and dangerous but all reason had quickly left for the time being. His hands rested on her hips, his fingertips digging in and pulling her to him. Besides her whimsical personality, he'd missed her warmth the most, and how she felt pressed against him.
After a moment he'd broken their kiss only to turn them so he could push her up against the edge of his desk, thankfully nothing was on it except for his own bag of things, or else he was sure it would've been knocked off. "I've missed you." He said before entangling his fingers through soft blonde curls. That was the truth, he'd thought about her, dreamed about her but he never thought she'd be here in front of him like this again.
Yeah, it had been a long day for Steve. Or at least he was assuming by his answer anyway. Ethan closed his truck's tailgate and picked up the last two boxes off of the ground. His back was probably going to kill him tomorrow but that was something he would deal with later. Unlike his sister, he wasn't athletic. In high school he had been but in college and now with work he didn't have time to be but, he was still the same as he had been since high school, tall and slender with slight muscle tone. "Yeah, I know." Was Ethan's empathetic response, he knew how upper management tended to work, along with corporate as he was in the same position himself.
"Ah, well unless you can drive a manual, moving the truck would help. The keys are in it if you are insistent but this is the last load. We're okay for right now." The brother spoke while adjusting the boxes in his arms as he headed towards the steps with Olivia in front of him. It was then his roommate mentioned pizza. If Ethan could speak for both him and his sister he would say that they were both starving, or at least he was as his stomach was already in protest of not being fed.
"That would be wonderful, Steve." Olivia chimed in suddenly. Apparently, she too was enticed at the idea of pizza, or food in general. "Also, I want to park the truck Ethan. You said I could. I need the practice anyway."
Did he say that? An exasperated look crossed his features as he looked to his roommate for help. Olivia had been driving for a while now, and sure she could drive a manual but she was definitely not used to being in a tuck. God, why did women have to hold everyone and everything accountable for anything they'd ever promised. "Ahh, why don't you worry about unpacking your things and getting your bedroom set up? I'm sure you would want to have your bed arranged for tonight."
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"Ah, well unless you can drive a manual, moving the truck would help. The keys are in it if you are insistent but this is the last load. We're okay for right now." The brother spoke while adjusting the boxes in his arms as he headed towards the steps with Olivia in front of him. It was then his roommate mentioned pizza. If Ethan could speak for both him and his sister he would say that they were both starving, or at least he was as his stomach was already in protest of not being fed.
"That would be wonderful, Steve." Olivia chimed in suddenly. Apparently, she too was enticed at the idea of pizza, or food in general. "Also, I want to park the truck Ethan. You said I could. I need the practice anyway."
Did he say that? An exasperated look crossed his features as he looked to his roommate for help. Olivia had been driving for a while now, and sure she could drive a manual but she was definitely not used to being in a tuck. God, why did women have to hold everyone and everything accountable for anything they'd ever promised. "Ahh, why don't you worry about unpacking your things and getting your bedroom set up? I'm sure you would want to have your bed arranged for tonight."
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Goofy as ever, maybe even more so. It almost made Hadley smile but then he refrained due to the reason he’d called her over. Hadley was hoping to explain himself and he was struggling to find the words to do so. He didn’t think he’d see her again even though he had dreamed he would just about every night since he’d left Mexico. He sill remembered the feel of her skin underneath his fingertips, her at his mercy.
Then, like a slap, she brought him back from his thoughts by addressing him as her professor that he was. God this was messy. Was it worth it? Yes, no question about that. “Distant and self absorbed.”
The words slipped out without hesitation but it was the truth none the less. “Look, it wasn’t my intention to lie to you in Mexico. I just didn’t expect to see you again. Not that I’m unhappy to see you again.” He offered a smile but it was strained and apologetic.
Then, like a slap, she brought him back from his thoughts by addressing him as her professor that he was. God this was messy. Was it worth it? Yes, no question about that. “Distant and self absorbed.”
The words slipped out without hesitation but it was the truth none the less. “Look, it wasn’t my intention to lie to you in Mexico. I just didn’t expect to see you again. Not that I’m unhappy to see you again.” He offered a smile but it was strained and apologetic.
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