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     Having to bring her two little brothers to her first day at a new job, Jacob, sick with a stomach ache as he lay on the fluffy bathroom rug while Jonathan, who god of course had to stay at home if his brother did was perched on the sink---- at least she thought. The little booger decided to take it upon himself to have a game of hide and seek with Bo's newest employer, although the man might not have caught onto this yet. Not thinking that this would be a big deal, she often brought the boys to work with her while she cleaned motel rooms. 

She didn't mind this new gig though---- cleaning a large home, the other housekeepers seeming nice enough, one even telling her that she should go ahead and take a shower to wash the blue finger paint out of her chocolate hair, promising that the owner of the home wouldn't mind at all.

Warm water---- something she rarely got to use at home cascading down onto her naked flesh before she hears a loud bang followed by the pitter patter of small footsteps taking off. "Jake?"

#( starter. ) #nuunquam #hope this is okay!

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                                         Cross her heart, she wasn't flirting.                                          Twenty one years old and completely                                           inexperienced when it came to men,                                           to be honest, she probably wouldn't                                            know even if she was---- boys usually                                           drawn to her younger sister Jane instead.

      ❝ I th-think you're imagining t-things. Besides, how d-do I know this isn't a lame attempt to flirt with me?❞

                               The sinner marveled in how easily                                he could disrupt innocence-adorned                                features. It was as if he had created                                 a new way to violate somebody’s                                 disposition without actually having                                to physically harm them. It was an                                unexpected, wicked way of obtaining                                satisfaction but it was addicting;

                  ❝ Sounds to me like somebody is in denial. ❞

#im enjoying this way too much #also this is hailey btw :3 #stoiical

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         Quickly scribbling down the brunettes order, pearly white enamel pulling at her lesser lip as she focused on the movement of her pen.

         "R-r-right away m'-am"

     Clumsily walking off before returning with a pot of freshly brewed Joe, pouring it into the off-white mug.

            “Uh—the scrambled eggs with sausage, and a coffee please.”       [ That’s all she’ll have enough for, hopefully it’ll tie her over until she can get some more money tonight. Kléa’s ribs and abdomen hurt from last night’s John, but he’d paid her two hundred dollars more...]

#of course!!!! #shumeiri

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“C-can I get you anything else?”               Clammy hands slightly shaking as they tightly grip her notepad,               refusing to allow her emerald hues to glance up. 

#she works as a waitress at an all day breakfast place #indie rp #open rp #open to anyone #( !starter. )

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       A slight squeal falls past her plump petals as he grabs a hold of her slim frame, realizing that this is in fact real--- although to ease her mind she'll try and convince herself that she's dreaming.

 Her mouth fallen agape as she looks at him in awe, trembling from fear. Until he rapidly moves them to safety. Head spinning and her heart pounding within her chest.

              "T-th-th-thank you."

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He doesn’t stop to respond to her non-reaction. He launches forward and grabs her by the waist. The beam cracks above them and falls in a fiery ball and the wood breaks over his back as he uses his weight,                                 his strength—the muscle—                 —-to protect her.

                           He looks down at her stunned expression before he speeds her out, under his arm, onto the street and away from the building, which now collapses and explodes.

#clarkofsteel

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         Her bright emerald hues open wide,      unable to even register the man's words. 

                     Too busy trying to decipher if this is reality or her mind playing games.

          Oh, and she's trying not to faint.

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          He casually bursts in.                        On fire.                      ”—- —Don’t panic.  I’ll be fine.  I’m not from around here.”                                      ”—- —We need to get you out of here.”

#clarkofsteel #i hope you dont mind

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               Offering the man a weak smile,                 already convinced that he doesn't                believe her. Eyebrows furrowing                 slightly as he mentions that her                 eyes are doing a thing. Bright                 green hues immediately crossing,                as if she'd somehow be able to see                what he was talking about.

                            ❝ N-no. I'm s-sure. ❞

         ❝ Right. ❞

                  A teasing, skeptical lift of the chin                   followed in tandem as lips parted,                   fashioning a hesitant grin.

                                      ❝ Are you sure?                                            ‘Cause your eyes are doing that thing. ❞

#stoiical

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     As much as Bo tried, no matter what she seemed to do, her and Jane would always have this kind of distance between them; something that became apparent when their father left. Much closer with the boys than her only sister. Her slim fingers moving to tuck a strand of her chocolate hair behind her left ear as her tongue moves to dampen her lesser lip.

❝ D-don't talk about them that way. B-b-besides, I'm sure they would've had the decency to ask.  ❞

     Janie knew that her comment was uncalled for, but she had a habit of spewing things like that at her older sister—and anyone for that matter. She had a temper on her, her and her sister were hardly alike. Other than the fact that they shared the same parents and siblings, they might as well just be strangers. 

     "No. But I bet John or Jacob has their greasy little fingers on it. Maybe they even have some of your clothes." Janie rolls her eyes huffs slightly.

#hehehehe i am laughing so hard #janesgotagunx

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#( !lullabies )

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casual reminder that if you want to rp i have a starter here and im always down to plot.

#( !homeboy fucked a martian once! )

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i work a double tomorrow so going to head off. night.

#( !homeboy fucked a martian once! )

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#( x. jacob .x ) #( x. jonathan .x ) #| ( ;❧ family first ) |

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     Oh, and thanks to that little taunt, Bo wouldn't even want the article of clothing back, even if the younger begged for her to take it. Before their father left he would say that they were like oil and water, couldn't be more true. A sigh falling past her petals as her thumb moves to massage against her temple. 

    ❝ Right... H-have you seen Brian's game boy? He's been looking for it all day.  ❞

"And what if I said that it would? It’s not like it matters anyway—we all end up wearing each other’s clothes at some point” Her honey colored eyes stare at her sister harshly, arms crossing over her chest as her hip juts out from the stance she’s in. 

"Besides! It looks better on me anyway."

#sweet niblets #janesgotagunx

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     She can feel a heat rise to her the flesh of her cheeks as the plethora of toilet tissue rolls against the dark tarmac, immediately scrambling to squat down and try to grab as many as her small hands could possibly hold; part of her scared to look up to see who she had absent-mindedly crashed into. 

    However; upon hearing an unfamiliar husky tone she becomes aware that it is in fact a stranger--- and luckily, not a supervisor or someone else who could potentially get her fired for her sticky fingers.

          Emerald hues flickering to glance up as she stops for a moment, digits moving to brush strands of her brown fringe away from her line of vision as she squints against the harsh sun--- simply staring for a moment, gathering his expression before she finally registers the words and sheepishly looks away, returning to pick up her belongings. 

❝ I-I'm sorry too.❞

         He’d just gotten back from wandering around the town, taking it in and figuring out all the things he might be able to do while he stays here—in attempts to keep things a little less boring. 

         He’d checked into a motel earlier and he’d pulled into a parking space, the black chevy’s engine purring loudly until he turns the key and steps out of his car, black leather boot hitting the gravel below, making a crunching sound.

         Warren’s not even paying attention to what’s ahead of him, he’s looking down at the car keys in his hand, his mind elsewhere until he collides with someone else, a jolt to his shoulder, “Oh, fuck.” He mumbles as he blinks a few times to pull his mind back to the present. He hears the sound of whatever she’d been holding hit the gravel. He frowns. 

         "Shit—sorry."

#dont apologize #it was lovely #and i do not mind one bit #abadmoonrisin

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#( !lost girl )

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    ❝ Would it kill you to ask before borrowing things? ❞ Slim fingers picking up a black lace bra off the floor, also hers. However she drops it as quickly as she can, a disgusted noise escaping her lips as she scrunches her features.

     "It might be——" 

#omg and bo would totally just be like fine whatever keep it if she said that because wow insecure #janesgotagunx

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     ❝ Is that?---- Is that my shirt?❞

#janesgotagunx #hehe whoops #( !starter. )