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thewarlocksbitch · 7 years ago

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I will be your: hands, eyes, heart

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Adam woke to loud knocking Saturday morning, and it took a minute for his sleep stupid brain to understand that it was coming from outside his door.

He sat up and murmured a sleepy greeting to Noah, only to realize Noah wasn't there. There was only rumpled bedsheets and a perfectly pressed pillow. Maybe he'd stayed at a friend’s.

“Parrish? Adam? You in there?”

Adam picked his jeans up from the floor and pulled them on as he walked to the door, trying to think of what was waiting for him on the other side. A cancelled class? An insufficiently paid book fee? Someone with better grades or more money raring to take his scholarship?

Adam opened the door. Some guy he'd never seen before was standing there. He pointed down the hallway. “Phone,” he said.

Adam watched him walk away. He left the door hanging open behind him and padded barefoot to the shared dorm phone.

The phone was on the table, face up. Adam picked it up with sweaty hands. “Hello?”

“Hi, Adam? It’s Gansey.”

Adam breathed out a sigh of relief and slumped against the wall. “Hi, Gansey,” he said.

“I didn't ask for your number yesterday because I'd assumed Ronan would have it, which was stupid of me. He's not a friend to phones, or their numbers for that matter. So I found this number in the student directory.”

“I don't have a phone,” Adam told Gansey. He closed his eyes; he felt drained, and heavy, like his body was missing more than sleep. “What's up?”

“Well,” Gansey said, “Ronan’s still asleep, but him and I are going up this mountain later today. There’ve been strange energy readings from the base of it that match the energy readings I have from the faerie ring. I want to get higher up and see what's there. If you wanted to come with us, if you're not busy, I was thinking that you might be able to feel changes in the line….”

Adam had seen Ronan in Latin on Friday, but he hadn't seen Gansey since Tuesday, when strange things had happened with the faerie ring. He would not lie to himself: he was nervous.

No, nervous was not the word to describe the feeling. He was unhinged, unmoored, undone. He’d been fighting with himself the past few days, trying and failing to make sense of what had happened.

He knew it couldn't be real, but it was. He wanted to believe in it, but it was hard to. It's not real, it's not real, Adam told himself. But he had heard the faeries, felt the line, seen Gansey’s awestruck face. He couldn't make himself feel indifference when he had such solid evidence.

But still…. Adam thought, never able to believe in something so wholly, never able to beat the untrust hard instilled in him. At the very least, he would climb a mountain and sweat with some boys he had just met. At the very least, they'd laugh and tell him it had only been a joke.

Adam didn't have anything to do but catch up on sleep, so there wasn't much to lose by saying yes.

After telling Gansey he would go and consequently listening to another few minutes of faerie-filled rambling, Adam hung up and went back to his room.

“Hey!” Noah said, jumping at Adam from behind the door and nearly giving him a heart attack. Adam slipped past him to the kitchen for a drink. Noah stepped on his heels with how closely he followed Adam to the tap. “You're up!” Noah said. “Want some breakfast?”

Adam got his water and backed away out of Noah’s space. He let himself slump against the wall for the second time that morning. Noah went to the microwave, as perky looking as ever in his rumpled university sweater and faded jeans. Adam rubbed a hand over his eyes. The rate his heart was going at couldn't be healthy.

“What's for breakfast?” he asked.

Noah tapped an enthusiastic, uneven beat on the microwave, then threw his hands up when it beeped. He punched it open and tossed a steaming bag to Adam. “Pancakes!” he said.

Adam gingerly let the pancakes flop onto the counter. He looked around the kitchen, but the counters were bare save the usual box of protein bars, chips, and miscellaneous coffee cups. “Did you go grocery shopping?” he asked.

“Nah,” Noah said, grinning, “I just swiped them from the cafeteria. They taste better when you cook them in your own microwave!”

“Right,” Adam said. “Thanks, Noah.”

Noah shrugged in his weird, erratic way and jumped up onto the counter. He pulled his knees to his chest and propped his head on them; the patient look on his face told Adam he was going to very happily watch Adam eat his twelve miniature breakfast pancakes.

Adam ate as fast as he could as Noah told him about everything that he had done in the past week, repeating some stories and details Adam already knew. When Adam was done he checked his watch.

“Hey,” he said, gently interrupting Noah’s tirade on the campus police officers, “I’m about to go hiking with some new friends, so,” he turned to find his shoes, stalling because he was unsure if it was okay to invite Noah. He knelt down to double knot his laces.

Noah hopped down from the counter. “I’ll go with you!” he said happily. “I love hiking. Didn't I say that a while ago?”

“Oh, okay,” Adam said, standing up. “Do you-”

Noah tapped the toe of his sneaker on the toe of Adam’s. “I've got my shoes, you've got your shoes. All set all set! Are we going now?”

Adam nodded, staring down at Noah’s shoes.

They were the same pair of converse he wore everyday, with fraying laces and beat-up soles. They were crappy in the real way, not in the fake, desperate way that Adam saw so many students showing off. It comforted Adam, a little, to have someone like Noah in his life, someone who was so much like him; someone who was careful about buying bikes and, despite his unstable personality, always knew when things needed to be quiet.

Adam had never asked Noah about his home life because Noah had never offered, but he guessed the beat-up shoes and obsession with material possessions meant Noah was a runaway like him.

A pretender.

Noah tapped Adam’s shoe again. “Where are we going? Exactly?” he asked.

“Gansey said to meet at the Starbucks off campus. I don't know where we're going after that.”

“Okay,” Noah said, though he sounded concerned. Adam looked up at him. Noah shrugged happily and ruffled Adam’s hair. “Cool! Let's go.”

The walk to Starbucks was short, the wait much longer. Neither Adam or Noah ordered coffee, so they sat and waited, Noah chattering away while Adam watched student after student pay for six dollar coffees with wallets full to bursting.

For the hundredth time that morning Adam wished he had a cell phone. Calling Gansey to see how far away he was wouldn't do him any good, but the ever present want inside him hungered nonetheless; to be able to look something up without having to go to the public library computers, to aimlessly glance at a blank screen when walking to class or feigning disinterest, to have something in his pocket of the shape and weight of casual wealth.

One day, he told himself. His terrible mantra. The headache that was always hanging behind his eyes. One day.

A chill pricked the nape of Adam’s neck. Noah was watching him.

Adam looked over at Noah, but Noah wasn't paying him any attention. He was quiet and calm, the breeze from the air vents overhead ruffling his colorless hair. He had upended a bowl of sugar packets onto the table and was busy making a castle out of them. He pushed the two salt and pepper shakers against either side of his creation to reinforce the center, but it was all for naught; his hand shook, and the castle fell apart. Immediately he began building it again.

Adam looked back at the line of customers, and there was Gansey, looking hectically and effortlessly attractive in dark shorts and a half tucked in white t-shirt. In one hand he held his thick journal full of all things Glendower; the other hand reached for a coffee while his smiling mouth thanked the barista.

Adam tried to find Ronan, but Gansey spotted him and waved him to the door before he managed to. Probably Ronan was waiting outside with Chainsaw and couldn't come in.

“Noah,” Adam said, getting up. “Gansey’s here.”

Noah looked up from his castle. “Ganseywhat?”

Adam pointed to the door. “My friend. He's here.”

“Right,” Noah said. He put all of the sugar packets back and jumped up. Adam led him out of the air conditioned building and into the heavy Virginia morning.

Gansey was right outside the door, sipping his fancy iced coffee and looking unpleasantly hot already. At his side, Ronan was sullen and sweating in a black muscle T and jeans too messily ripped for it to have been on purpose. Hunched on his shoulder, Chainsaw didn't look very happy, either.

Gansey greeted Adam and together they walked to where the Camaro waited in the parking lot. He unlocked it, turned around, and did a double take when he saw Noah still behind Adam. It wasn't the first time Noah had gone unnoticed by the people around him, so Adam didn't agonize over his feelings. Gansey looked over at Ronan, but Ronan was too busy grinning at Noah to notice.

"This is my roommate," Adam said uncertainly. “Noah.”

Gansey reached out a hand to Noah, but Ronan pushed past him. Chainsaw chirped nervously and wiped her beak underneath Ronan’s ear.

“I remember you!" Ronan said to Noah, more joyful than Adam had yet seen him.

"Oh," said Noah. He half hid behind Adam like a shy child. His hands were cold where they gripped Adam’s elbow.

"At the Blue. You totally fucked that kids car." "Oh," said Noah, meeker this time. "A frat party?" asked Ganesy, concerned - though he seemed happy Ronan had a friend. "What were you doing-” His expression turned tense. "Ronan. Don't tell me you were with-" "Then don't ask," Ronan said cheerily. It didn't miss Adam that Ronan all of the sudden was not looking his way. Ronan directed his attention to pilfering the Camaro’s keys from Gansey’s pocket.

"Noah, wait," Adam said, finally processing what Ronan had just said. "You crashed someone's car? Were you drunk?" "No," Noah said, very unconvincing as he shuffled his feet. He looked up at the sky and down at his shoes, at the sweating coffee in Gansey’s hand, and at every other point that wasn't one of the others’ eyes. "How are you paying him back?" Adam asked. He knew Noah had to have at least a little more money than him, considering the eagerness with which he collected material possessions and the laden care packages he brought to the dorm monthly, but that still wasn't saying much.

"There was a rainbow..." was all Noah said, and Ronan's laugh and Gansey's sigh stopped Adam from saying anything else. Their unconcern made him feel something ugly inside. One day, he told himself. One day.

Gansey wrestled his keys out of Ronan's grasp and pointed a warning finger at him. With no discussion and a decent amount of swearing from Ronan, Noah and Adam clambered into the back of the Camaro, Gansey threw himself into the driver's seat, and Ronan slumped into the passenger seat.

Gansey grabbed his headrest and turned around to face the back. Ronan stole his keys again and turned the air on. Gansey paid him no mind. He was looking at Noah, thoughtful.

“Noah, was it?” he asked. Hot air began to wheeze through the vents.

Noah nodded. “Yep. Noah.”

Adam saw Ronan roll his eyes in the rear view mirror. They both knew where this conversation was going.

“What do you know about Welsh kings?” Gansey asked.

Noah looked out the window. He watched a group of students for a few moments, then shrugged. “I know a lot about the stories of sleeping kings, like Glendower and stuff. And all the stuff with how he's supposed sleeping to be on a ley line, and he can be woken up by whoever finds him and grant a wish and all that.”

Ronan laughed once, loud. He caught Adam’s eye in the rear view mirror and then Adam was laughing, too. Chainsaw cawed and flapped up to sit on the shoulder of Ronan’s seat, her feathers ruffled with excitement. Adam laughed until it hurt, looked up to see Gansey’s dumbstruck face, and laughed some more. Noah observed all of this with faint interest until, gasping, Ronan punched Gansey’s arm and said, “Shit, man. He stole all your lines!”

“Oh,” Noah said. “Sorry.” He reached a hand towards Chainsaw, curious, then drew it back before touching her. The raven hopped down to Adam’s knee. Adam pet her like he'd seen Ronan do and she gave a happy chirp.

He looked up to try and catch Ronan’s eye again but Ronan was already watching him. Adam felt himself flush and he looked at Gansey instead.

“I didn't tell him anything,” Adam said to Gansey. He turned to Noah. “How did you know all of that?”

Noah reached a hand towards Chainsaw again. He didn't quite meet Adam’s eyes. “I like reading about that stuff, I guess,” he said.

Gansey made a pleased sort of sound. He didn't seem bothered that Noah didn't notice him grinning in the rearview mirror. He didn't seem like he could be bothered, by anything. His happiness did not dull or sharpen in accordance to others. It simply existed as it was, bright and pure, easily distinguished from every other emotion in its sheer magnitude. He asked Noah, “Do you know about faerie rings?”

Noah shook his head. “Nope,” he said.

Gansey smiled some more, and told him. He told him about the ring they'd found deep in the forest, and what had happened when Adam stepped inside it. He told him about ley lines, about Glendower, and about his desperate search.

“Wow!” Noah said. “Awesome.” He seemed ready to believe anything Gansey said. He didn't ask Adam why he hadn't told him about the ley line or the faeries’ voices. He didn't ask anything at all, except, “Ronan, where did you get your pet bird?”

Ronan was quiet. It was only for a moment, but Adam noticed it. “I found her,” he said.

Gansey pulled the car out of the lot and got them on the road.

After a few minutes of driving, Ronan started punching buttons on the radio at random. Adam watched him, and Gansey ignored him. Again Noah reached for Chainsaw and again he withdrew his hand when she looked at him.

Finally, Gansey said, “Annoying it isn't going to make it work.”

“It’s such a piece of shit,” Ronan said, without anger. “You should throw it out and plant some mint in its place. Start an on-road business.”

Gansey seemed to consider this. Then he reached a hand over to rub it across the dashboard. “The Pig wouldn't appreciate that.”

Ronan muttered something. He turned around in his seat to check on Chainsaw, then turned back and looked out the window.

“Sing for us if you want music,” Gansey suggested.

Ronan snarled something back in a nasty tone.

Gansey glanced at Adam and Noah in the rearview mirror. “Ronan used to perform in Irish music competitions,” he said. “He has a lovely voice.”

“Gansey,” said Ronan.

“Ronan,” said Gansey.

Ronan continued to stare out the window. Then, with a savage smile, he started to sing, “Squash one, squash-”

The Camaro swerved, and Ronan laughed maniacally. Noah grabbed onto Adam’s arm.

“No,” Gansey gasped. “Not that. Never that.”

“I didn’t think it was bad,” Noah whispered in Adam’s ear.

Ronan punched the radio again. Reluctantly, it let out a static rendition of Mr. Brightside. Gansey grinned and pointed at him in a meaningful way. They drove.

Finally Gansey pulled the Camaro over and killed the engine. They weren't at a toll booth for public hiking like Adam had expected, but were instead parked in grass that was so tall it reached the windows. Dirt road stretched out ahead of them, and thick forest framed either side of it.

Adam hadn't paid enough attention on the way to know where they were, but he knew at least that they weren't on public land. He wondered who Gansey had bribed to let them trespass. He wondered if Gansey would go so far as to break the law.

Gansey grabbed his journal, electromagnetic frequency reader, and GPS from the dash and got out of the car.

“Chainsaw,” Ronan said. Immediately the raven hopped to the console and allowed Ronan to put her on his shoulder. Ronan opened the passenger side door and got out. Adam and Noah followed.

Gansey walked around the Camaro’s steaming hood to the others, already flipping through his journal. He stopped in front of Adam and Noah.

“I’ve been here a few times in the past two weeks,” he said. “I haven't climbed the mountain yet, but the energy readings around the base match those we found around the faerie ring almost exactly, so I want to see if they’re the same higher up as well.”

“And you think I’ll be able to feel the line up there, too,” Adam said. Already he felt something beating like a heart in his heels and fingertips, but it was possible that was only his own nerves.

“I know you will,” Gansey said, full of confidence. He held up the EMF. “This doesn't stop working on different points on the line, so neither will you.”

Adam wanted to point out that him feeling an energy source that may or may not exist was not an exact science, and so it could not be predicted, but he just nodded and shoved his hands deep in his pockets. As they all began into the forest, it occurred to him that Gansey thought of him as both a magician and a machine. He closed his eyes and felt for the ley line underneath him. He wasn't bothered by the idea.

Unlike the other forest Gansey and Ronan had brought him to, this one had no paths or clearings at all. Ronan swore up ahead as another branch caught around his body, and Chainsaw screeched. Behind him, Gansey tried to placate the bird and got his finger bitten instead.

“Don't be an asshole,” Ronan scolded her. “You can go and look around, just don't go far and don't try fucking with any snakes.”

Noah tripped and caught himself on Adam’s arm. “Oh, geez,” he said.

“‘Oh, geez’?” Ronan repeated.

Gansey looked over his shoulder at Adam. “Do you feel it?” he asked.

Adam nodded. “I think so. But it's not as strong as last time.”

“Ronan?” Gansey asked.

“Could be it’s actually weaker here and the EMF is inaccurate, could be because he's focusing too hard instead of just feeling it. Hell if I know.”

Adam shielded his eyes with his hand as he looked up at Ronan. He was facing away from Adam, his head turned up to the sky to watch Chainsaw above them. He was flushed and sweating, and there was something weirdly charming about his unwavering yet uncaring belief in these supernatural forces when he himself couldn't feel them.

Adam ducked under a branch while Gansey held it aside for him, then held it for Noah, and then they were at the base of a stone face that inclined steeply upwards.

“We’re here!” Gansey shouted, his face turned up to the sky, arms spread like the wind was lifting them.

He stood like that for a moment, looking less like the Gansey that Adam was starting to understand and more like a statue of a war hero or a defender of the world. Then he resumed the loose, giddy posture and gait of a boy adventuring. He jogged ahead of Ronan to a gathering of boulders at the base of the mountain, knelt down on the ground, and set his journal down in front of him. Flipping through the pages with one hand, he dug the other into his pocket and pulled out a tape measure.

Adam and Ronan went to Gansey’s side while Noah hung behind them, his hands gripping his elbows. He was wearing his usual long-sleeved university sweater, and unlike the others he seemed completely unaffected by the heat, but very affected by something else entirely. He wasn’t sweating, and he looked paler than usual.

“Noah?” Adam asked, half turning away from Gansey. “You okay?”

Noah nodded, not really paying attention. He was starting to look less like the excitable version of himself and more like the quiet, barely there version.

Adam looked back at Gansey. He was writing down measurements in his journal, the tape measure forgotten on the ground, Ronan watching him over his shoulder with his arms crossed.

“I knew you'd want proof,” Gansey said, getting to his feet, “so I wanted to wait to show you these measurements for when you could see them for yourself.”

He handed Adam the journal and stepped close enough that Adam could feel his body heat. It was open to a page full of sketches of boulders with notes underneath them and arrows pointing upwards. Written along the margins were lists of measurements ranging between a few centimeters to half a foot.

Adam looked up at Gansey. He was smiling. He didn't seem to be able to stop. Ronan was frowning behind him. Adam believed less and less by the second that they might be joking about all of this.

“They've been rolling upwards?” Adam asked Gansey. He was starting to like this way of talking with him, this heated exchange of questions and answers.

Gansey nodded. He took his journal back from Adam and pointed to the top of the mountain above them. “I think we'll find the reason why at the top.” he said.

They began their ascent. It was not an extremely steep mountain, but ten minutes in Noah began stumbling behind Adam.

“Look,” Gansey said to Ronan, showing him the EMF.

Ronan glanced at it but kept on walking. “It'll probably go back up in a second.”

Noah made a surprised sort of sound as he slipped, loud enough that Gansey heard. Gansey stopped and looked back at him. “Noah?” he said, concerned. “Are you okay?”

Noah shrugged. He looked nervous. “I'm just… I don't think I’m very good at this.” He rubbed a hand over his cheek and looked away. “I'm sorry…”

Ronan looked a few degrees past irritated, but Gansey turned around without hesitation and went to Noah’s side. “I’ll walk in front of you,” he offered. “We’re almost to the top anyways. Just follow my steps exactly.”

Noah shrugged again. “Okay.”

Gansey made, from what Adam could hear, many valiant but fruitless attempts at small talk with Noah. His enthusiasm wasn't affected at all by the slowness of Noah’s replies.

Adam followed Ronan the rest of the way up. He could see the top already, thick with trees and fog. He tried to feel the ley line under him, tried to listen for that hum in his pulse - nothing. It was like it was dead. Like it had never been.

He didn't bother telling Gansey until they reached the top. There was no point if the line ended up coming back on.

A few minutes later, they reached the top. And the line was still dead, and there was nothing there.

Gansey breathed out a soft swear word. He looked up from the dead EMF reader. “Anything, Adam?” he asked, voice hopeful.

Adam shook his head.

Gansey's face fell. Ronan punched him on the arm. “Hey, man,” he said. “Don't get all emo. It's just like in Henrietta. The line gives no fucks about being predictable.”

“It'd been pretty predictable up until now,” Gansey said, pouting. “I thought there'd be at least something. Something connected to the faerie ring. A clue, maybe. ”

“Life isn't a mystery novel, Gansey,” Ronan said, but he didn't say it stern.

“I just thought,” Gansey started, then he shrugged. “I don't know. Let's go back to the faerie ring.”

“Now?” Adam asked.

“Christ, no.” Gansey laughed, but it was weak. “Later. Not today. Now I think it's in our best interest to go to The 90’s and stuff ourselves with pizza.”

“Um, Adam,” Noah grabbed Adam’s sleeve. His breathing was fast. “I don't feel good. I think I need to go.”

“We’re leaving,” Adam reassured him.

Gansey smiled at Noah, bright as the sun. “The altitude might be getting to you. The air’s thin up here.” He looked around the clearing, eyes excited despite the disappointing nothing they'd found. He clapped Noah on the shoulder on his way back down the mountain. “You'll feel better once you've had some pizza.”

Ronan followed Gansey. Noah stared after them, then turned a startled look on Adam.

“Adam-” he started.

“You don't have to eat,” Adam told him. He preceded Noah down the mountain. “Let’s go.”

Adam caught Blue’s eye just a few minutes after they were seated. She was working a table across the restaurant, notepad in hand, her spiky hair going in every direction. She waved. Adam waved back. Then he turned around to see Gansey watching.

“So Blue’s working tonight,” Gansey said nonchalantly. He was decidedly not looking at Ronan.

Noah elbowed Gansey in the side, suddenly bold. “She's cute, dontcha think?”

Gansey coughed into his fist. “She is attractive, sure, like a…. like girls tend to be, I mean…” he trailed off as their waiter showed up.

Their waiter tonight was an older man, which was a disappointment ; but he took their orders with a significantly less amount of impatience than Blue had, which was a relief.

Again there was talk of ley lines, but it was more for the pleasure of it than to figure anything out. They had hit a sort of dead end, and Gansey was rallying the only way he knew how.

He entertained Noah with a book's’ worth of legends and theories, intermittently interrupted by Noah’s appreciative ooh’s and ah’s. Adam half-listened to them as he watched Ronan cut lines into his napkin with a fork.

Finally their pizza arrived and Gansey stopped talking to shove it in his mouth with the typical unselfconscious desperation of a college student. Ronan grabbed two pieces and put them on Adam’s plate, then grabbed two for himself. Noah politely shook his head at Gansey’s offer and sat with his hands in his lap.

“So, Adam,” Gansey said, putting down his pizza long enough to look Adam in the eye. “I was wondering if you would you be interested in an internship with a law firm my father is affiliated with? He was telling me yesterday that they're looking for bright college students willing to work next summer and I thought of you.”

Adam put his pizza down. Something simmered in his gut, ugly and familiar. He told himself not to be offended. He told himself that he had grown past letting every little thing hurt his pride.

But he could feel Noah’s and Ronan’s eyes on him. And this wasn't a little thing. He knew it was an act of charity, even if Gansey didn't think it was.

It was charity to Adam. It was charity because it was something he needed. Gansey did not need an in to the game; he didn't need the bright smiles or genial slaps to his shoulder. Adam did. He needed their questions, their interest in his future, their yearning for his youthfulness. He needed their internships and their sponsorship money. He needed their impressive names at the bottom of job applications, their insistence on his amiable character.

“You thought of me,” Adam said.

Gansey nodded. “It's a few hours from campus, so you'd need to live nearby during the summer, but that can be arranged.”

Adam looked down at his pizza. “I’d have to think about it,” he said carefully.

“No rush,” Gansey said, “I just wanted to let you know.”

Gansey went back to Glendower. Adam went back to his pizza. After a while, Ronan’s leg fell against his.

Adam stilled. He considered moving over to give Ronan more room, but he didn't want to piss Ronan off, or make him feel awkward.

He leaned forward to get a bite of pizza, his leg shifting against Ronan's. Ronan's hand dropped from beside his plate to touch Adam's knee, for just a second before moving away. Adam swallowed. He didn't know if that had been an accident. If Ronan had even noticed.

Adam looked at Ronan out of the corner of his eye. He was slumped over the table, slurring something to Gansey about cars.

Ronan’s eyes slid over to Adam’s and caught, then briefly dropped to his lips in a distracted, flighty way before going back to Gansey.

That had to be intentional. Adam felt himself flush, unsure if he was self-conscious or flattered. He looked at Noah to see if he had noticed, but Noah was busy staring at Gansey. There were no witnesses.

He bent his head over his pizza and listened to Gansey ramble on about the faerie circle and Ronan shoot down every inventive theory he came up with. His pulse was a chaotic thing inside him.

He watched Ronan, but Ronan didn't look over at him again. Adam wasn't sure if he was surprised. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to be.

Later, a few minutes before closing, Blue brought them their bill. “I stole your table from Ron,” she said, a little nervously, looking mostly at Adam.

“Was he upset?” Gansey asked. He politely put down the pizza crust he'd been picking at and looked at her.

Blue smiled, a little. “Delighted, actually,” she said. “He thanked me.”

“I’ll try not to take that personally,” Gansey said.

“Hm,” said Blue. She put her hands on the table and leaned forward. Noah shrunk away from her. “I heard you guys talking about ley lines, and faeries, and, well, I heard a lot. Anyways,” She leaned away from the table and stuck her hands in her jeans pockets. “I come from a family of psychics, so I'm familiar with all that. I just haven't heard anyone talk about it since moving here.”

Ronan shoved Adam. Adam startled and looked at him. “Come on,” Ronan said, his eyes on Gansey. “Let’s get out while we can.”

Adam followed Ronan’s gaze to Gansey’s face; it was lit up like it always was when he talked about all things Glendower. His mouth was hanging open slightly as well, but that probably had more to do with Blue than thoughts of long lost sleeping kings.

Adam gestured to Noah, but Noah was looking between Gansey and Blue like they were his favorite show. Adam shrugged and slipped out of the booth. He led Ronan outside to the parking lot.

It was night now, heavy with streetlight and the buzz of cicadas. Ronan lazily dragged his shoes on the asphalt on his way to the Camaro. Adam hesitated for a moment, then went to stand beside him. With a little smile, Ronan knocked on the passenger side door. Chainsaw replied with a raspy caw and hopped up to balance on the open window a second later.

Adam reached out a hand to pet her. “She stayed in here the whole time?” he asked Ronan. “She could have flown out the window while we were inside.”

There was something fierce in Ronan’s eyes as he considered the raven. He dug a pizza crust out of his pocket and held it up to her. “She never goes far,” he said.

Adam ran the back of his finger along the soft feathers on Chainsaw’s beak. He wanted to look at Ronan, but he thought that maybe Ronan was already watching him. And he wasn't sure what he might do if he caught him at it.

They were both silent for a while as Chainsaw demolished her pizza crust. Then Ronan said, “You should take it.”

Adam glanced at him. “Take what?”

“The internship.”

“It's not as simple as just taking it,” Adam said, “I don't want you guys giving things to me.”

“That's just Gansey,” Ronan said. “It's just what he does. He likes helping people.”

“Like a project pet,” Adam said. A little heat had crept into his voice. Chainsaw shook out her feathers.

Ronan was petulant. “You know he doesn't mean it that way.”

“Even if he doesn't realize,” Adam said evenly, “I think he does.”

“He's excited about being your friend. Let him.”

“Ronan,” Adam said, starting to actually get angry now. “It's not-”

“Just fucking think about it,” Ronan said, so calm and collected Adam felt ridiculous in comparison. “Knowing Gansey, it's a good internship and it probably pays. It could give you a better way to make money.”

Suddenly, horribly, Adam thought back to yesterday, when Ronan had seen him coming in from the back. Anxiety overtook him as he remembered Ronan’s raised eyebrow, his own flinch. He’d brushed off Ronan’s questions, his gaze, but had it not been enough? Had his hair been disheveled? No, he'd checked it. Had something given him away? No, he was always careful. Had Ronan seen through him so easily?

“What do you mean, ‘better’?” he asked.

“I mean steady pay,” Ronan said, his tone even, gaze unflinching. “In an air-conditioned office, with frail businessmen and complimentary bagels.”

“I like my job fine,” Adam said. Jobs, he thought.

Ronan didn't say anything. He merely looked at Adam, eyes bored, mouth pulled down in dissent. Adam gazed back, refusing to flinch, refusing to back away. He knew Ronan used silence like a weapon, but he was good at being quiet, too.

Ronan kept staring, and Adam endured it. Then something like a smile tugged at the corner of Ronan’s mouth. His eyes flickered to the door. “The posse’s here.” he said.

Adam looked over his shoulder to see Gansey and Noah stepping outside, Gansey in front and bathed in streetlight, Noah half a step behind him, all shadow. He could see Blue, too, through the window, bent over a table with a rag in her hands, a small smile on her face.

Gansey stopped in front of Adam and Ronan, grinning from ear to ear. “You guys good?” he asked.

Adam looked at Ronan. Ronan turned away from them both and got into the Camaro. “Yeah,” Adam said, after a moment. “We’re fine.”

#pynch #trc fanfiction #trc #pynch fanfiction #the raven cycle #vv #sorry this upfate took so long #lifes been very overwhelming lately #thank u guys for reading and sharing i appreciate u guys so much

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Hello, and happy post 4th of July! I hope you had a wonderful holiday!

It was SCORCHING hot here but we still managed to have a great time waving at floats and collecting candy at our neighborhood parade (lots of water trickles on heads plus suckers seemed to do the trick) then attending a friend’s BBQ later that night. There was some miscommunication earlier this week when I thought we were hosting dinner, so it was a nice surprise to be able to walk out the door and hang out at someone else’s home for the night!

These are the same friends whose 2011 4th of July party I made 66 Jello shots for. My, times have changed. ;)

I spent yesterday recovering from the heat – 9 months pregnant + 100+ heat index = taking several days to fully cool down – and continuing to prep for baby girl. Just a couple weeks left, you guys – insanity!!

These past two weeks I’ve felt like doing nothing yet everything at the same time. Although my energy levels are way down and the amount of appointments, meetings, and last minute projects I’m trying to fit in are taking up a huge amount of time, the urge to nest is a very real thing. That said, I’ve been trying to tackle one major thing each night. While Ben is in charge of putting together furniture/painting baby’s bedroom, I’m tackling the washing/prepping of bottles, laundering gobs of newborn clothes (thank goodness for one of my besties who had twin girls with very good taste last year. So funny to see pink in the dryer lint trap!) cleaning bouncers and swings, etc. I think we’ll be totally ready for her when the time comes – if only by the skin of our teeth.

All this hard work means I can spend the next two weeks focusing on these two sweet, sweet souls.

My boys of summer!

Plus prepping 101 meals for the freezer. Wish me luck.

Anyway, wanted to catch up on all things new food products / musicals / Netflix specials in today’s edition of Currently! I hope you have a WONDERFUL summer weekend – catch you on the other side!

Drizzling: Here Michigan Apple Balsamic Salad Dressing. Since my GD diagnosis I’ve been eating at least one giant salad a day, and my favorite Tessemae’s Creamy Ranch dressing started to get a little heavy. That said, I picked up this bottle of dressing at the store a few weeks ago and it is SOOOO good! Tart, tangy, full of flavor, and I love the ingredient list too. Look for this in the refrigerated salad dressing section vs the aisle.

Attending: Hamilton. Ben and I saw Hamilton last week (it’s in town until mid-July) – we’d been DYING to see what all the fuss was about! Ben’s a mega hip hop enthusiast who also loves musical theater so he was actually bopping in his chair for 3 hours straight. I’m not a public bopper but was tapping my foot the whole time. Needless to say, we loved it and I can’t recall another show we’ve seen where every single song was one to remember. I’m so proud of my city for being able to host the touring crew. If you get the chance – do NOT skip Hamilton!

Watching: Ali Wong. I recently watched Ali Wong’s Baby Cobra special on Netflix at the recommendation of a friend and literally can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard. Like, years. Maybe my whole life? Ben thought I was off my rocker but once I started I couldn’t stop! Do not watch if you’re easily offended about, well, anything, but if you dare, I promise you a HIGH-larious show.

Playing. The little boys and I have been heading to the backyard for a dip in the blow up pool a couple afternoons each week and like to finish up with a good 10 minute hose blasting session (my water bill hates me.) I truly don’t know who has more fun – them or me, muwahaha. :)

Devouring: peaches. IT’S OFFICIALLY PEACH SEASON, PEOPLE! Sorry to shout, but the beeline I made to the peach portion of the produce section at the grocery store earlier this week after smelling them from afar was rather impressive, if I do say so myself. Since peaches are pretty high in carbs I’ve been slowly savoring one every afternoon this week. It’s the best part of my day. (Recipe for Peach Caprese Salad is on deck for this weekend. ↓)

Visiting: Iowa Distilling Company. I recently visited the Iowa Distilling Company for a fun project (will fill you in on the details later,) and I cannot WAIT to return when I can actually sample some of the products! Great people distilling uniquely Iowa spirits with a killer drink menu, and the neatest “tap room” vibe (think 1875 general store meets approachable hipster hangout.) If you’re ever in Cumming, IA be sure to stop by and try a few tasty beverages with Kyle (the owner) + his crew. The Lemon Honey Zone is calling my name…

Inhaling: Barnana Plantain Chips. I know I just recently mentioned these Barnana Plantain Chips but they’re worth another shout out – I.am.obsessed! They don’t taste sweet nor like bananas, which is a good thing in my opinion, plus they’re thick, crunchy, and full of flavor. They feel like healthy potato chips (shrugs shoulders.) I find them in my grocery store’s health market for about the same price as Amazon. Highly recommend the Brazilian BBQ flavor.

Craving: Fresh Mint Iced Tea. I know what I’m doing with the fresh mint that’s currently taking over my entire herb garden! How refreshing does this ice cold tea from Love and Olive Oil look? They’d make the best preggo popsicles…

Quitting: The Bachelorette. Mama didn’t raise no quitter except that I’m officially closing the door on this season of The Bachelorette. Snoozeville, horrible guys with even worse real world behavior and, I don’t know, Bachelorette – I just not that into you. Bring on Paradise! Fellow fans: am I alone?

Loving: Coconut oil face wash. Not a coconut oil-based face wash, rather, using coconut oil AS my face wash! I saw this method on a fellow blogger’s Instagram account a few weeks ago and have been loving the process and results ever since. At night I massage a dollop of coconut oil all over my face (I use unrefined organic from the grocery store – use refined for less of coconut smell) then place a steaming hot washcloth on top and let it sit until the cloth is cool before wiping everything away. Takes off ALL my makeup, including waterproof mascara and eyeliner, plus my skin feels so, so soft. I never have breakouts when I’m pregnant (thanks, hormones (for once not being sarcastic about hormones!)) so I’m anxious to see if this is still a good skin solution after baby is born. For now I’m loving the simplicity of washing away the day’s dirt and grime with simply coconut oil and a washcloth. It’s the little things.

Blending: Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana Smoothies. Since Lincoln is allergic to dairy and super super slim, I’m always looking for ways to fatten and fill him up. A few days ago I made him a Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana Smoothie with this Silk Chocolate Protein Milk I’d recently found at the grocery store, which is high in both fat and protein (and yes, sugar, but seriously this high-fat and protein/no dairy thing is really tough) and he sucked it DOOWWWN. All I did was blend ~3/4 cup of the milk with 1/2 ripe banana and a big spoonful of peanut butter until smooth, then added ~1 cup ice and blended until thick and frosty. He and his brother each thoroughly enjoyed a glass – think we’ll make them into popsicles soon!

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Hello, and happy post 4th of July! I hope you had a wonderful holiday!

These are the same friends whose 2011 4th of July party I made 66 Jello shots for. My, times have changed. ;)

All this hard work means I can spend the next two weeks focusing on these two sweet, sweet souls.

My boys of summer!

Plus prepping 101 meals for the freezer. Wish me luck.

Anyway, wanted to catch up on all things new food products / musicals / Netflix specials in today’s edition of Currently! I hope you have a WONDERFUL summer weekend – catch you on the other side!

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Dear Friend,

April 17, 2017

Part I Happy Easter! I know it was yesterday, but I didn’t get to tell you properly. So - er - Happy Belated Easter!(?) I hope you had a great holiday. Surprisingly, I’m grateful to say that I did. Although, holidays at home have started to become less and less significant. Nevertheless, I had a great time. It’s been a week since I last wrote you. We got a new puppy and with my luck, she chewed up my laptop charger; thus leaving me with nothing to write to you. Her name is Molly. She’s a mixed terrier with another breed that I cannot figure out. My dad rescued her at the warehouse he works at. Apparently she almost got run over, so he stopped in the middle of the road outside his workplace and took her to his office. She’s been with us ever since. We don’t think we can take care of her, but thankfully my brother has offered to take her home in a month when he gets a new house. You have probably noticed by now that my life can be a mess sometimes. So, a week without writing… Well, let’s just say, life goes on and I have much to tell you. I will tell you about my day today, and then work my way in reverse. I woke up with a cold. It was 11:13am - twenty-three minutes passed the beginning of my first class. I obviously didn’t go. Instead, I stayed home in bed, playing games on my phone, and listening to music. I didn’t do much afterward. I went to work to fill out some paperwork, then to an electronic store to buy myself a new computer charger, then I left back home, made food, ate, and killed time until my parents got home. They got home by mid afternoon. I was getting ready to go to the park to run. I got dressed, took my energy drink, and drove to the park. When I got there, I noticed there was a lot of people because there was a baseball game going on. That really annoys me. I don’t like running when there’s a lot of people present, but I know I will do it anyway. I ran a 5K in thirty minutes. It wasn’t my best run. Since I’m sick, it was really difficult for me to breathe. In addition, my leg - more specifically, my shins - have been hurting a lot lately. I didn’t care about the pain - I never do. So, I ran the 5k anyway. I got home, and I was welcomed with a meal at the bar. My mom heard me coming in from the garage, so she heated up some food she made for me. It was salmon with wild rice and green beans. I dressed the salmon with lime juice and tabasco sauce. It was very satisfying. I wish she made it more often. After that, I took a shower and got dressed into my pajamas. Now, I’m outside sitting down on one of our new tables in the patio. It’s storming. There’s a lot of lightning and not enough thunder. It took a while for the rain to start pouring, but when it did, it fell fast and hard. I thought about stepping out of the patio to get rained on - I feel like it would wash away all my sadness, but I don’t want my sickness to get worse. Honestly, it is really calming to be outside right now. I’m listening to the thunder roar and the water hit the ground. I can smell petrichor in the air, especially when the wind blew it my way. This, combined with the occasional lightning bursts, makes it a perfect night. I haven’t witnessed a storm like this in a few months. The wind is actually breezy for once, and it doesn’t feel humid and sticky like every other hot and muggy day in Texas. What a great way to end the night. Part II My family and I actually celebrated Easter on Saturday (don’t ask why). My brother from San Antonio, Texas surprised us when he showed up at our front door. It was really nice seeing him and his wife again. My sister showed up with her husband, their son, and his mother as well. We all ate some BBQ that my dad cooked on the grill. It was really delicious in my opinion. I had steak and chips with some pico de gallo. I know it sounds pretty lame, but I enjoy the simple stuff. After we all had our dinner, my nephew, Aleczander and I went to my room to play some video games. He’s only three and a half years old, but he definitely got the gamer blood in him from me. We started playing Super Smash Bros. on the Wii U. I taught him the controls of the game. Once he got the hang of it, he was having a blast. He was screaming and yelling and laughing. It wasn’t annoying. It was actually quite soothing - nothing beats a laughter like a laughter from a happy child. We played a few rounds while my sister watched. She was stoked because she was finally witnessing her son and brother bonding for the first time. Then, when her husband walked in, he started recording us playing together. It started getting late, so my brother and sister-in-law decided to leave because they had plans with my sister-in-law’s parents. They were going to a bar in a neighboring city. After they left, my sister and her family decided to leave as well. Before I let them go, I gave my nephew my copy of the game, but the 3DS version of it so he could play it wherever and whenever he wants. I know he’s young, but hopefully he will get better at it and be ready to play against me next time. He had a big smile on his face as he walked out the door. My sister said, “Thank you,” and gave me a hug, followed by her husband and his mom. I started feeling sick, so when everyone left I isolated myself in my room. Although I had family around, I had a lot on my mind. They were just a distraction. I was really missing someone, so I tried not to get sad about it. I was in the dark for a few moments, then my mind started racing with thoughts that didn’t seem to matter - I started thinking about things that were out of my own control. I started thinking about other people’s lives. Why do I worry about everyone but myself? I didn’t want to get bad again. So, I turned on my Playstation 4 and started playing Destiny. The rest of the night consisted of me playing video games, texting my best friend Josh and listening to music. Right before bed, I watched a few episodes of Rick and Morty until my eyes started to get heavy. I wanted to stay up, but I couldn’t fight it anymore. I let myself drift off into a deep slumber that was interrupted multiple times by a crying puppy, a full bladder, and a nightmare of my father dying. Part III I had a lot of events happen during the week prior to Easter. I got my blood results back from the school’s medical center. I tested negative for gonorrhea and chlamydia. I didn’t get checked for HIV because the school only does those on Thursdays. I’ll have to go back soon to get checked for that as well. I doubt I have it, but it’s always better to be safe than sorry. I also got my general blood work done as well. The nurse told me I was very healthy. I was shocked at this news because last year my bad cholesterol was high. It turned out that my bad cholesterol went down by ten points - last year I was at a cholesterol level of 105, now it is at 95 (anything higher than 100 is not that good). It must be all the running I’m doing. Speaking of health, I’m pretty proud of the fact that I have been eating better. I’m staying away from really greasy foods and fast food in general. I do have my “cheat days,” of course - they keep me sane, but in general I’m happy with my health. I’m eating more oatmeal and I’m intaking a lot more protein. I make myself a protein shake three to four times a week. I’ve actually gained seven pounds of muscle. That’s a lot for me in my opinion. I still don’t have the body that I want, so I’m going to just keep doing what I’m doing. I just hope I don’t have to actually go on a diet. I love food too much - especially chocolate. I’ve been hanging out with my friend Josh less often lately because he got a job as a server at a burger place. I’ve been trying to hang out with other guys - gay guys - but they all end up bailing on me. So, I’ve just been spending time with my old friends when I can. I’ll occasionally go to Applebee’s with my friend Jenna or spend some time with the “Accounting Crew” from school. The “Accounting Crew” is a group of six of my friends (not including me) from class. We all hang out when we can and we see each other every Tuesday and Thursday. I also hung out with one of my old friends named Alejandro. He’s an ex-boyfriend of an ex-girl friend of mine (it’s a long story), but he and I still talk every once in a while. He invited me to tournament last week. It was for many different games like Street Fighter V, Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 (UMVC3), FIFA and a few others, but the highlight of the tournament was Super Smash Bros. Melee. They were playing it on an emulated Wii system. The games that were going on were getting really intense. Some of the players started throwing chairs when they ended up losing. Anyway, I went for UMVC3. I had never been to a tournament before, so I was just there to have fun. My main goal was to NOT lose the first round. And guess what… I didn’t! It was quite funny because my favorite character that I use is named Morrigan - she’s from and old game called Darkstalkers - and the guy that I had to play against first also used her. He was a pretty advanced player using her, but honestly, I was better. She’s a very tedious character to use, so I respect anyone that knows how to play her right. I didn’t lose the first match against him, but sadly I lost the two matches that followed with some other players. (At least I didn’t get last place!) I met a lot of new people there that traveled from all over Texas like Houston, Corpus Christi, Laredo and Austin just to show up at that tournament. I look forward to going to another tournament. It was definitely a fun and good experience. Some other events happened that I’d probably rather summarize rather than tell you in detail, because they are kind of personal. One - Josh had sex with some girl, whom I just met the same night, in my house while my parents were gone. We didn’t go to sleep until 7:30am. The girl was supposed to spend the night. Josh came into my room letting me know that. I got upset and he noticed. He didn’t want me to be mad, so he pretended to leave home so she could go home too. He came back to my house and slept with me. I thought it was really sweet that he did that. He kept saying, “I don’t want you to be upset, Alex. I love you.” Two - The same night this happened, my straight friend from a few cities away whom would like to be referred to as “Fisto-Roboto,” (I asked him what he would like his nickname to be, and he chose that. I laughed of the thought of writing his name to you) started to talk really dirty to me. He has a girlfriend and basically told me he’s curious to do things with me. I wish I could show you what he said to me, but we were talking on Snapchat and I was also a little intoxicated on this night. The only thing that I can remember is him saying, “I want to suck you dry,” and “I’ve thought about fucking you.” He said a lot more, but I’ll just leave it at that. Three - I gave a previous English professor of mine a copy of an excerpt I want to publish. I gave it to her to proofread and help me with my structure, vocabulary, and grammar. She also gave her colleague a copy as well. He’s a creative writing professor at the university. He read my excerpt and gave me amazing feedback. He showed me things that will definitely make it a lot better. He told me I’m a great writer and he could feel the anger, the anxiety, and the sadness in my writing. He also said I don’t need to take any writing classes; that the things he was going to show me aren’t even taught in a classroom. He was so helpful. He gave me so many ideas for my piece, I can’t wait to edit it. I should be working on it, but as soon as my previous English professor gives me her feedback. Unfortunately, I have been too busy to go to her office, and when I was done talking to her colleague, she was gone. Four - I set up an appointment to talk to a therapist at school. I wish I could tell you what happened there, but everything we talk about is confidential. I will say, though, that it wasn’t much because it was my first visit. She was just asking me questions about my health: Do I smoke? Do I drink, Do I have suicidal thoughts? You know, the usual therapist questions. I can’t tell if it was helpful or kind of made me worse. I’ll have to let you know what the answer is when I go for my follow-up, whenever that is…

Part IV Incidentally, I have a quite a week ahead of me. Tomorrow, I have an exam for Auditing that I should start studying for. Then, on Wednesday, I have a project/report due for my Management class. I really don’t feel like studying tonight, but I have to if I want to get a good grade. If all goes well in school I could be graduating this December. I’m looking forward to writing my report for Management, because, I mean, it involves writing! Hopefully I can keep my mind busy enough tonight to not think about people who don’t miss me. I just need to stay distracted: study, listen to music, and worry about things that are in my control - my life - nobody else’s. Love Always, Alex

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butaneplate02-blog · 6 years ago

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Hello, and happy post 4th of July! I hope you had a wonderful holiday!

These are the same friends whose 2011 4th of July party I made 66 Jello shots for. My, times have changed. ;)

All this hard work means I can spend the next two weeks focusing on these two sweet, sweet souls.

My boys of summer!

Plus prepping 101 meals for the freezer. Wish me luck.

Anyway, wanted to catch up on all things new food products / musicals / Netflix specials in today’s edition of Currently! I hope you have a WONDERFUL summer weekend – catch you on the other side!

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Lil’ test cuz why not

I’ve found this on a lovely blog I follow: https://cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga.tumblr.com/ 1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged? Sure. :D 2. You talked to an ex today, correct? I technically didn’t, but usually I do but nothing weird about that. >w> 3. Have you taken someones virginity? Umm yeah, 2 people. <w<

4. Is trust a big issue for you? Pretty much. :/ Quite a big issue for me. 5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently? Umm, well I like a few people, but yes, with one of them just the day before yesterday. :D 6. What are you excited for? Food, umm.. Meeting people I love, dogs, sometimes new video games/animes coming up. :D 7. What happened tonight? I cooked goulash soup, trained, now I’m resting, and I’m going to make pancakes after this. OwO 8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted? I think it’s disgusting when a PERSON gets really wasted, why would you drink alcohol. 9. Is confidence cute? No confidence is f*cking bad-ass. :D And I like it, in everyone that has it. 10. What is the last beverage you had? Protein shaaaaake! And tea before that. 11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? Two, maybe three. 12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans? Nope, the only tight stuff I have is all stretchy stretchy so I can move 100% freely. 13. What are you gonna do Saturday night? Well I’m going to be doing a night shift at my workplace. :D 14. What are you going to spend money on next? We’re moving from our apartment end of this month, so yeah... that. O.o 15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed? What kind of question is that, you don’t kiss people who you’re not going out with, get outta here. 16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months? Of course I will, I am better and stronger a little bit, every single day. :3 17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? My best friend who I know since kindergarden. 18. The last time you felt broken? About a year ago, I think. 19. Have you had sex today? Today? :D No, didn’t have for more than three years now. 20. Are you starting to realize anything? Yes, lots of things. But not because of these questions. XD 21. Are you in a good mood? Not that much, I would say neutral, or O.K. :) 22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks? I can’t see a reason why, but I already had when I was diving in croatia, not a big deal. 23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? No, both of our eyes’ color change a little from time to time. :) But I have heterochromia in both of my eyes like him. 24. What do you want right this second? More time. 25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? Nothing. 26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color? Natural, I’ve never dyed it. 27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? I don’t think that’s possible. :D I mean you make friends with people who you enjoy the company of, meaning you are happy with them, so laughing from time to time... This doesn’t make sense. 28. What was the last thing that made you laugh? I’ve rewatched a really funny JonTron video with my friend not so long ago. :D This is the one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ghGWWfzq-o 29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? Yes, my sister. 30. Does everyone deserve a second chance? In my opinion everyone deserves another chance, not just a second.

31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to? Not really, his my flatmate. XD WHY WOULD I TALK TO SOMEONE I HATE WTF. 32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do? No. 33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda? Yeah, I don’t. Nothing carbonated, it’s not good for my reflux. 34. Listening to? Yuri on Ice: https://youtu.be/Fn7YErdX-X8 35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore? Yeah, of course, and I draw in pencil. 36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is? I have no idea, that specific person I don’t talk to anymore. 37. Do you believe in love at first sight? Yeah, but that usually goes away after the first proper conversation. :D 38. Who did you last call? My flatmate, to tell him to bring some eggs home! 39. Who was the last person you danced with? It was Luke. 40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? We were meeting for a little while, nothing serious, but that is why it ended rather quickly. Short term relationships that are not serious are not cut out for me. 41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? Hmm, I think like two months ago? :D At work. 42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today? No. None of us lives even in the same country as the other. 43. Ever embarrassed yourself in front of a crush? Of course, many times. :D 44. Do you tan in the nude? What does this mean? I go to a beauty salon to use the sunbeds from time to time, I am naked there. :D 45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss? No, why would I? 46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? No, the last time that happened was long years ago. 47. Who was the last person to call you? My other flatmate, Ben. XD 48. Do you sing in the shower? Oh hell yeah all the time. XD Everyone loves it. Or maybe not, I do it anyway. :D 49. Do you dance in the car? Well I don’t have a car but sure in other’s car, if the music is something we’d all dance to. :D 50. Ever used a bow and arrow? But of course, I’m hungarian. OwO Many times, and many different kinds. :3 51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? Never. :D 52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? No, I think all of them has a lot of skill and practice behind them. People work really hard to make a good performance. 53. Is Christmas stressful? No, only in a good way, if it’s busy to prepare for it. ^^ I like the cooking, decorating, and the relaxation after you’re done. ^^ 54. Ever eat a pierogi? I did, it’s nice. ^^ 55. Favorite type of fruit pie? I haven’t eaten many fruit pies, cherry is my favorite. *w* 56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? Fireman, and I still want to be. 57. Do you believe in ghosts? It depends how we define “ghosts” but yes. 58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? Of course, everyone has. 59. Take a vitamin daily? Yes, 3 pills, one One a day from biotech usa, one calcium+magnesium pill, and one, and one for joints with chondroitin and omega 3. I do a lot of physical work + training at home so I need it. Also I cannot afford to be sick. 60. Wear slippers? Always at home. ^^ 61. Wear a bath robe? Sometimes. :) 62. What do you wear to bed? A pair of trunks, that’s it. 63. First concert? A quite old and famous (in hungary) hungarian alternative band, Kispál és a Borz. :D 64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? We don’t have any of those here in the UK, so ASDA, Tesco or Sainsbury? I would say ASDA :D Same as walmart I think. 65. Nike or Adidas? Nike, if I have to choose. I don’t really wear brands, I only have experience with Nike and they have good sports shoes. 66. Cheetos Or Fritos? I don’t think I ever tried Fritos, so let’s say Cheetos. I don’t really it chips or crisps or stuff like that anyway. 67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? Peanuuuts. ^^ 68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? Taylor Swift - Crazier 69. Ever take dance lessons? I did do a lot of hungarian folk dance, then in high school we learned how to dance waltz, (if that’s what it’s called in english) and I did capoeira for a looong time, but that’s not a dance. ;) :D 70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? Hmm, that’s interesting. :) Maybe a nurse, or a receptionist, I honestly don’t know. :D Something unusual... IDK. 71. Can you curl your tongue? Yeah, everyone can. 72. Ever won a spelling bee? What is that? :D 73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? So many times. :) 74. What is your favorite book? J.R.R. Tolkien: The Lord of the Rings 75. Do you study better with or without music? With music, definitely. 76. Regularly burn incense? Not regularly, maybe occasionally. :) 77. Ever been in love? Three times in my life, truly. 78. Who would you like to see in concert? HATSUNE MIKU!!!!!!!! ( I saw IA in London once and It was so beautiful I cried :DDD) Breaking Benjamin, I think, System of a Down. 79. What was the last concert you saw? The IA live concert here in London. *w* 80. Hot tea or cold tea? Hot tea. ^^ 81. Tea or coffee? Tea. ^^ 82. Favorite type of cookie? Subway’s macadamia nut cookie. *w* SOOO GOOOD. *p* 83. Can you swim well? I grew up next to a lake, I can swim really well. ^^ I don’t like swimming that much though, I prefer relaxing in the water or just playing. :3 84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? WTF of course, everyone can. XD 85. Are you patient? Yeah, I’m consider myself very patient. 86. DJ or band, at a wedding? A band, I would say.

87. Ever won a contest? Yeah, but I lost more. :D I got a lot of silver medals from running contests, about 16 of them, about 3-4 golds and bronzes. 88. Ever have plastic surgery? No, never had and probably never will. 89. Which are better black or green olives? I love both the same. :D 90. Opinions on sex before marriage? I don’t think there’s a problem with that. I respect people who can do that but that’s it. 91. Best room for a fireplace? Living room? I wouldn’t put it in the bedroom unless I live in Canada. XD 92. Do you want to get married? I used to want to get married, but not anymore. I also used to want to get children but my opinions changed over the years. Well, we’ve reached the end of it! Some questions were ok but for the most of it I think it’s kinda silly! :D Meh.

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