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Sitting outside on her porch, Lizzie stared at her half smoked cigarette. Dealing with her mother when her father was around was already an ordeal, but having to be alone in the house with her was what Lizzie guessed Hell felt like. If it wasn’t for Raf promising to come by, she would already be as far away from her neighbour as she could. Just another year, she kept telling herself, and then she could get away forever.
Taking a drag of her cigarette, Lizzie looked up, seeing Raf walking down the road. She stood up and opened the front door, waiting for him to walk up to her. “My mom’s in the kitchen, so hurry up if you don’t want to deal with her.”
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I don't know where I am...||Bonnie & Clyde
Michael pulled up next to Claire's car and got out. He knocked on Claire's door sighing in relief that she was okay. "Thank god claire." He said pulling her into a hug. "I was so scared."
"Mickey!", she exclaimed upon seeing him, unlocking the doors. "What for?", she asked, utterly confused, looking up at him. What was all the fuss about? She honest;y didn't get it.
"You know anything could have happened right? Someone could have kidnapped you and I would have never seen you again." He said as he shook his head. Typical Claire.
"Why would anyone do that? I'm not someone important", she said, honestly confused by his notion. "Really, Mikey, you worry too much."Typical of him, really.
He shook his head. He wasn't going to have this conversation again, they just needed to get out of here now. "Just follow me back home, Claire."
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Wisdom&Glory, Bonnie&Clyde - Ultimate Edition!
Wisdom and Glory
Who was the one to propose: Wisdom did when they were running away together from their superiors.
Who stressed more over wedding planning: Neither really stressed, because they never got a proper wedding.
Who decorated the house: Well they moved from safe house to safe house, from hers to his so whoever owned the house decorated it.
Who does the cooking: Wisdom usually, though sometimes Glory cooks.
Who is more organized: Wisdom, he’s the planner after all.
Who initiates bedroom fun: Depends, both will.
Who suggested kids first: Wisdom, after losing his kids and marrying Glory all he wanted as kids again.
Who’s more dominant: They are both really dominant people. Wisdom in a dominant and a quieter way and Glory in a louder way.
Who’s the cuddler: Both will say they don’t cuddle, but they totally do.
Who’s the big spoon/little spoon:. It totally depends, they switch it up.
What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Bickering and fighting.
Who cooks: Once again Wisdom.
Who comes home drunk at 3am: Glory, Wisdom is more of a whiskey drinker at home kind of person.
Who kills the spiders: Both are bad ass, both kill spiders.
Who falls asleep first: Both suffer from insomnia and PTSD so it’s hard for both of them.
A head canon:
Their relationship summed up in a gif:
Do they have any “rituals”? None, that Ican think of. It’s hard to have a ritual when you are working for an agency.
Who is louder? Glory
Who is more experimental? Glory
Who takes more risks? Glory
Do they fuck or make love? Fuck
Lights on or off? doesn’t matter to them
Who is more likely to be caught masturbating? Wisdom, glory sneakily catches him all the time.
Who is more likely to suggest a threesome? Glory if either.
Who comes first? They both try and make the other come first.
Who is better at oral and who prefers it? Glory is and Wisdom prefers it
Who is more submissive? Neither really are.
Who usually initiates things? both do?
Who is more sensitive? Wisdom is actually in most things.
Who has the most patience? Wisdom by far.
Which kinks do they share? I don’t know if they share their kinks or they just fuck…probably the latter .Aint nobody got time to share kinks.
Bonnie and Clyde
Who was the one to propose: Michael naturally, right after they graduated from high school.
Who stressed more over wedding planning: Naturally, Claire did being the girl. Michael didn't really care.
Who decorated the house: Claire.
Who does the cooking: Michael, Claire would be a hazard to herself and everyone else.
Who is more organized: Michael by far.
Who initiates bedroom fun: Depends, both do.
Who suggested kids first: Hmm, neither one would want kids for a long time so I can't say.
Who’s more dominant: That's hard to say, Michael can be rather controlling or dominant at times but he still listens to her.
Who’s the cuddler: Both like cuddling.
Who’s the big spoon/little spoon:. Michael/Claire
What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Bickering and joking around with each other.
Who cooks: Once again Michael
Who comes home drunk at 3am: Claire, though she probably drags michael with her.
Who kills the spiders: Both do.
Who falls asleep first: Claire
A head canon: Claire thinks Michael is boring sometimes, and Michael thinks Claire has too many ideas.
Do they have any “rituals”? None, so far. But I can see them going out to the movies and dinner(when they had money) every Saturday night or something.
Who is louder? Claire
Who is more experimental? Claire
Who takes more risks? Claire
Do they fuck or make love? both
Lights on or off? doesn’t matter to them
Who is more likely to be caught masturbating? Michael
Who is more likely to suggest a threesome? Claire
Who comes first? They both try and make the other come first.
Who is better at oral and who prefers it? N/A
Who is more submissive? Neither really are.
Who usually initiates things? both do?
Who is more sensitive? Claire probably.
Who has the most patience? Michael
Which kinks do they share? I don’t know if they share their kinks...
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@itslizzie: i dared @cipriani to ask 20 girls to be his prom date. its been less than 10 minutes and 12 girls have said yes. my only question is why
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I don't know where I am...||Bonnie & Clyde
Michael: where are you? I just got home and I thought you would be here?
claire: welp, that's a hard question
michael: why does that worry me?
claire: nah, I'm good. just dunno when I'll be back
michael: Where are you though?
claire: that's the problem
michael: do you not know?
claire: yup
michael: do you need me to find you?
claire: well, if no one passes soon, you might
michael: CLAIRE! Tell me where you are now
michael: You are worrying me!
claire: I dunno, mikey
claire: I took a wrong turn and ended up outside the city
claire: out of gas too
michael: where is the last place you remember seeing?
michael: come on claire, help me out here!
claire: first off, relax, alright?
claire: I'm good
claire: I saw a tall building. it was red and I think it had some tv station sign on it
claire: any help?
michael: I know where you are
michael: STAY THERE
Michael: I'm coming to get you
claire: alright. in or out of the car?
michael: stay in the car, lock the doors
claire: alright
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Financial Burden||Bonnie & Clyde
"Honey", Claire called out but no one replied. After dropping her bag on the floor, a habit she had always had, the young woman walked into the living room to find him sitting on the sofa. "Oh hey there, Mickey-boy", she chirped, flopping next to him. "Listen, I gotta tell you something. Remember that idiot of a boss of mine? Well, he got worked up and fired me. But it was totally not my fault, you know."
"Well, he did mention that…", she mumbled sheepishly, fidgeting in her seat a bit. "But anyway, he got all angry at me and just called me in his office and told me I’m fired. When I asked why, he went to yell at me. Can you imagine that?", she huffed in her immanent over exaggerated manner. At least she wouldn’t have to deal with this idiot of a boss anymore.
"So change of topic, how’s it going with you?"
He wanted to yell at her so badly, he had to swallow his anger. It wasn’t her fault that she didn’t know how dire things were. He took care of the finances after they got married straight out of college. Neither of them knew next to nothing about finances and budgeting. Michael at least was a little more responsible than Claire, usually. But she didn’t know and he hoped she would never know, at least until they were both six feet under water.
"Right, look don’t worry about this Claire. Why don’t you just go look for another job? We need the second income but I understand how idiotic your manager was. We will look in the sunday paper okay?" He said as he leaned over to give her a hug. He was worried, but she didn’t need to know yet.
"I’m well, I just got back from work. Tired, but I will live. Do you want me to cook anything? We don’t have any groceries but I’m sure I could whip up something simple." That was the other thing, they didn’t have much money in the budget for food anymore.
"Sure, sure", she agreed non-chalantly. Money, finances, budgets… Who cares? It wasn’t like they were broke or anything so all was fine in her opinion. But still, the hug was really nice and she loved how gentle and understanding he had always been to her. "Thanks, Mickey", she said softly yet there was something odd about him in the moment. "Every thing alright? You look… strange."
"Aww, poor baby", she replied sympathetically. "You should rest in that case. I could make us some salad maybe?" Groceries had, of course, completely slipped out of her mind yet again but she could always buy some more food tomorrow, right? Good thing Michael was not the one to complain about the lack of proper dinner because Claire couldn’t cook to save her life. However, salad she could manage for sure.
But upon opening the fridge, she noticed there was only lettuce left and that wouldn’t do. “Oh well. Shopping time”, she declared under her nose and marched back into the living room. “Since there is no food in the fridge and we’re both too tired to cook, how about we go to that fast food joint you love?”, she suggested casually. Much less complications on her part indeed.
"Uh no it’s fine." He said quickly getting up from the sofa. He knew there was nothing in the refrigerator but he thought there was at least some food there for tonight and tomorrow. He was going to go grocery shopping on Thursday when knew the manager at the local grocery store placed items on clearance.
"Here, I’ll just make something with whatever’s left in the kitchen okay? Maybe some pasta and a salad. I think I bought some pasta noodles last week." He said as he breezed past her.
Finding out that she lost her job today was placing more burden on him. He knew he was acting weird but he didn’t have the heart to tell her they just didn’t have the money to eat out.
"Oh come on, we can have noodles tomorrow", Claire whined, flailing her arms around as he walked past her. It wasn’t that she disliked his cooking or anything but simply that they hadn’t gone out in a while. And if there was one thing she hated, it had to be repetitiveness. Besides, it wasn’t like the place was expensive or anything so her losing her job shouldn’t be a problem at all.
"Honey", she called out, strolling into the kitchen behind him. After taking a few more steps, he was right in front of her so she just placed her head on his shoulder and continued "You’re tired. You don’t have to cook. We’ll just go have something ready and simple. And as a bonus - no dishes."
"I would love to go out and eat with you Clairebear but right now things are a little tight money wise. When I get my paycheck next thursday we can go out okay?" He said softly smoothing down her hair. It was comforting for both of them when he did it and he needed that now. He hated disappointing her more than anything in the world but he couldn’t on good conscious spend the last few dollars he had on cheap burgers. He needed to save that money to see if they could eat off of that for the next week.
He was already stressed with that thought so he just shook his head. That was another thing he had to figure out tonight but not right now. Not when Claire was standing next to him.
"Besides it will be fun, I’ll make the pasta and you can make the salad okay?" He said trying to come up with a way to make cooking dinner sound like an adventure and probably failing at it. "I’m not that tired,I can make dinner at least."
She just shrugged at his words with a soft “Okay.” In truth, her family had never been rich so tight on cash was pretty much her life motto. Besides, there was no need to worry over things - life is too short to take too seriously, she thought. But visibly, Michael did not share that view as she could tell he was nervous. “Don’t worry about it, alright? It happens”, she said casually, smiling as he stroke her hair.
"What’s fun about salad?", she asked but didn’t really expect an answer. Cooking was boring and this was the only reason Claire disliked doing it most of the time. It took precision and patience and of either she had none. Yet she idly started looking for a knife to chop the celery.
"You know, I’ve been meaning to ask you…" Here she made a small pause and bit her lip, glancing at him. He had already said no but she would keep trying and hopefully, he wouldn’t get upset. "Have you thought about that idea Leah suggested? Like, accidentally", she said as if it was the most ordinary question in the world. "It sounds like fun, don’t you agree?"
He laughed shaking his head at her. He knew how much she hated cooking which is why generally he did most of it. She just didn’t have the patience and he was constantly worried that she would cut herself because she wasn’t paying attention. “Hey look at your knife when you are cutting okay?” He asked as he bought the pot to boil on the stove before walking over to her.
"And I’ve thought about it but it’s not possible Claire. Do you really want to do that? Take stuff from people we know? No, Claire you shouldn’t even think about it. It’s a bad idea!" As bad as things were, Michael wasn’t ready yet to stoop to that level. Stealing from people they knew was morally bad and he wouldn’t cross that road until he had to. "Why are you thinking about it anyways?"
He knew it couldn’t be because of the money, because she had no idea about their dire financial situation. It had to be for the adventure then, ever since the two had met she was always trying to get him to try new things and be adventurous.
"Yes, sir!", she exclaimed joking, a broad smile on her face. But that did not mean the order was kept as she nearly cut herself while watching him walk over to her. "Oops", she said non-chalantly as the metal passed almost next to her finger. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if she cut herself out of being careless nor would it be the first time. Still, Claire knew it might upset Michael - he was often upset when she did something stupid and ended up hurt - so she tried her best to stay focused.
"Well, not really", she said quietly, shrugging a bit. Of course, she knew it wasn’t right now that he had pointed it out and that made her feel a bit guilty but suddenly she got an idea and turned to him with a smile on her face. "What if we return the things we’ve taken? Like, after we have enough money." Then it wouldn’t be stealing, she thought, more like borrowing without asking in a way.
"I was thinking…." She made a pause, waving an arm theatrically as if to draw some distant thought near. Truly, Claire had never been a smart girl but she was smart enough to be able to coax people into doing what she wanted for the most part. "Well, you know… We’re tight on cash and all that… And it could be exciting. I mean, Leah said it is exciting so… Yeah, you know me."
"Babe it’s fine." He said as he grabbed the carrots she was chopping and dropped them into a bowl. I think I’ll doing the chopping from now on, wouldn’t want you to get your finger cut off." That was one of the things he loved to hate about her. She was so careless at time, that she managed to hurt herself. He just wanted to protect her and she didn’t want to be protected, she wanted adventure.
"I just don’t want to think about that now." He said as he clenched both his jaw and the hand that was now holding the knife in his hand. "We aren’t that in debt where we need to stoop to stealing things, even if we give it back." He added as an afterthought as he finished the salad before pouring the little bit of salad dressing they had left on the salad.
"Look if it’s exciting you want we-we can do something." Lately, Michael knew he had been too focused on making ends meet that he hadn’t spent a lot of time with his wife. "Whatever you want that’s not illegal we can do this weekend okay? No worries allowed."
"Hey, I’m not a baby", she huffed in feign indignation, crossing her arms. But her pout was pretty much ruined by the playful twinkle in her eyes. There was no way Claire could get upset with Michael for over ten seconds and they both knew it. Besides, she had to admit he was in the right for taking the knife away from her - with that rate she would lose a finger soon but still, she had always been the one to joke and there was no way to pass up on the opportunity just yet.
However, the playful vibe seemed to evaporate as she watched him tense. “Hey, hey, it’s alright”, she said softly, placing her palm over his soothingly. Really, it had never been her intention to upset him, merely to try to come up with something to do. “If you don’t like the idea, I won’t mention it anymore”, she said sincerely, looking at him a bit worriedly.
"Nothing illegal, you say? Oh Mikey, this is such a harsh limit!", she exclaimed in mock shock. "Really though, I’m pretty much up for anything. We could go to the park or for a midnight walk around town or whatever you choose. You know I’m not picky about what we do, I just need something to do with you. That’s all."
He shook his head at her messing with him. He only did it for her own good. He would let her do whatever she wanted as long as she didn’t hurt herself.
He tried giving her reassuring smile but he was sure that the smile didn’t reach his eyes. She knew him too well she would know that he was agitated about something. He quickly turned around and gave all his attention to the pasta attentively stirring it. “It-It’s quite alright Claire. You can talk about whatever you want.”
He gave him a look that he reserved only for her. It was a look of really Claire? It started out as an accident when the two met their freshman year of high school. She was blabbering about non sensical things and trying to get him into trouble and he had given her that look. Over the years, Michael couldn’t help himself from giving them. “A midnight stroll around town with you? Now that seems like the kind of legal fun I like.” He said giving her his first genuine smile of the night.
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Crazy party you missed
Claire: You'll never guess.... Not coming to this party = HUGE mistake!
Michael:you know I have a huge test on Monday. But what? What could have possibly happened?
Claire:psssh, tests never end and who cares??? you have no idea what just happened... it was EPIC!
Michael:Claire spit it out, I'm studying.
Claire:she got so hella wasted, she opened the closet and went to bang on the walls and scream for Narnia
Claire:and it doesn't stop there
Claire:then she decided that since there was narnia, she'd convince Teddy to be superman and she actually did it
Claire:poor Teddy
Michael:I'm not surprised that happened. She's a total lightweight.
Michael:did you laugh?
Michael:you didn't drink too much did you?
Claire:course I laughed
Claire:you should've seen it
Claire: HOLLY CRAP!
Michael:secretly questioning why you didn't video it...
Michael:that would have been a perfect snap...story is it?
Claire:I did!
Claire:DUDE!
Claire: you've no idea what just happened!
Michael:am I going to regret not coming again!? What?
Claire:OMG!
Claire:SHE MADE IT!
Claire:SHE MADE TED SUPERMAN!
Claire:now he's on the roof and I think he might jump
Claire:he's got a cape too
Michael:STOP HIM CLAIRE
Claire: I know. I'm yelling at him not to but he can't hear me!
Claire: no wait, emergency avoided, sam is taking him down now.
Claire:OOOH! That hurts. probably.
Claire: quick question: should you go to the ER for a potentially broken nose?
Michael:umm how much is it bleeding? If you can stop it...maybe not
Claire: aha. got it
Claire:jeez, this party is crazy! you should've come
Maybe next time Claire!
Claire: you always say that
Claire: I don't believe you anymore
Michael: rude...i swear I will next time
Claire:you swore on your honor so if you say no next time, I'll be able to use the Mulan rant
Michael: you mean Pocahontas? Also are you coming over tonight?
Claire:welp, I always mix in those two
Claire:aww, is that an invitation, mikey?
Michael:I always want more time with you, so yes. Please come clairebear.
Claire: aww, mikey, you know I cannot deny that request. I'll be over in an hour if you're done with studying and whatnot.
Michael:probably not...but I'll need a study break. Besides dad's gone right now.
Claire:if you study some more, you'll know everything. leave some for tomorrow, buddy. but I'll be over shortly
Michael:good :) you can sleep over too if you want.
Claire:cool. not like my parents will notice me gone for a while
Claire:you sure he's not gonna come back soon?
Michael:nope, he's gone for a few days!
Claire:yay :) want me to fetch some popcorn?
Michael:yes, for movie night?
Claire:yep! I know you love movies
Michael: I love you Claire.you know me so well
Claire:I love you too Mikey
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[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today? [Thalex] / [text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here [Bonnie&Clyde] / [text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me [Wisdom&Glory]
Thalex
[text]: You got drunk? Wha?
[text]: Why...you never get drunk
[text]: Drink coffee & take advil this morning Lex.
Bonnie and Clyde
[text]: I don't know whether to laugh or yell about this.
[text]: But maybe that's a sign you go to much?
[text]: Let me come get you, you can sleep it off and I'll have coffee/advil for you in the am.
Wisdom and Glory
[text]: Sorry that I was more focused on school and the army.
[text]: What's so fun about foam parties anyway?
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