#bye. if this thing doesn't get crunched to hell.

[mugiwara-communications]

OP Characters as "Things in my Fridge"

To my mother, who doesn't read any of my work, I'm sorry I spent three hours with the fridge door open. I swear I was cleaning it out, but also just eating handfuls of cheese when you weren't looking.

:)

Monkey D. "Strawhat" Luffy: White people leftovers from dinner, porkchops with fried potatoes :)

"Pirate Hunter" Roronoa Zoro: Horrible roughly chopped green onions in a baggy shoved under a bag of cherry tomatoes. I don't remember cutting any onions recently, and I hate tomatoes.

"Cat Burglar" Nami: Cutie mandarines... cuz she's a cutie. She'd probably kill me because it's not a tangerine, but they aren't in season yet.

"God" Usopp: A five-pound bag of shredded colby jack cheese that I eat handfuls at a time.

"Black Leg" Sanji: My man is the whole fridge in this case, y'all, he's the anything and everything.

"Cotton Candy Lover" Tony Tony Chopper: 1/3 full can of 'Cotton Candy' flavored Bang. And yes that is actually in my fridge at this moment and not just picked out because they're both cotton candy.

"Devil Child" Nico Robin: Not in the fridge, but the hideous and beautiful drawing my niece did of me stuck to the door. It's my prized possession and I know Robin would keep all of Luffy's drawings.

"Iron Man" Franky: A single open can of faygo twist, and no it wasn't flat.

"Soul King" Brook: A pitcher of Sweet Tea! Freshly made!

"Knight of the Sea" Jinbe: The chuck of salmon I spent $25 on and get to dice up for my kitty later.

“Oni” Yamato: Chinese takeout that I don't remember buying, but will be eating later hell yeah.

"Surgeon of Death" Trafalgar Law: A near empty bottle of cold brew coffee. SToK brand because I'm not rich enough to buy starbucks.

"Captain" Eustass Kid: A random dirty/used knife, (not bloody.)

"Massacre Soldier" Killer: The birthday cake I found with the knife. And no, it hasn't been anyone's birthday recently, but that cake does say 'Happy Birthday' in blue icing.

"Red Flag" X Drake: A three-pound industrial container of melted chocolate I could use for ice cream, milkshakes, chocy milk, licking off his big sexy chest, and so much more.

"Big Eater" Jewelry Bonney: Frozen Totino's pizza rolls that my sister put in the wrong area again. Combination, but I don't care for the sausage.

"The Magician" Basil Hawkins: Bottle of ranch, nothing else. Not even spiced, magical ranch. Just plain, normal, 'good for salads and pizzas' ranch.

"Whitebeard" Edward Newgate: Okay, not 'in' my fridge, but I keep boxes of cereal on top and recently bought an off-brand called 'Bye-Os' indeed of 'Cheerios' and that is the perfect dad joke.

Marco "The Phoenix": A suspiciously perfect bag of grapes. Like delicious, juicy, tender, firm... grapes, yes, the grapes. Good grapes.

Portgas D. "Fire Fist" Ace: The butter I've also yelled at my sister not to put in the fridge so many times. It's the toast butter! It's got, like, crumbs in it, so it can't be used for much else!

Gol D. "Gold" Roger: You know those plastic, reusable ice cubes? I have 8 million of them little bitches, they leak like hell, and I know that he'd, proudly, be one of them.

Silvers "Dark King" Rayleigh: The cheap-ass bottle of 10% wine I sippy-sip when I'm saddy-sad. He could be something of higher quality if I could afford it.

"Red Hair" Shanks: Near empty bottle of ketchup I have to shake and beat on the counter to use. Most likely separated and gross, but give it a few shakes and it's usable again.

Buggy "The Clown": Call me white, but he's a good potato salad. AND WHEN DONE RIGHT, IT'S REAL GOOD. He's the comfort of potato, the crunch of pickle, and the miracle of miracle whip.

Dracule "Hawk Eyes” Mihawk: A bottle of apple juice that looks and smells like it's been fermenting for twenty years.

“Sir” Crocodile: Dill relish looking ass that is mostly juice instead of the pickles. However, usable in many dishes.

Boa “Pirate Empress” Hancock: My niece is just learning why some foods have to go in the fridge and will stick things in there when no one is looking to help, so Boa is the packet of double stuff oreos I have been looking for all day.

Donquixote Doflamingo “Joker”: Gross bitch can be my father's sour kraut for all I care, I don't eat it and I ain't touching this man with a ten-foot pole.

Donquixote "Corazon" Rosinate: Chocolate-covered strawberries in a bag that has been sitting next to a bag of raspberries, which now I can't eat either of them because I'm allergic.

"Revolutionary Chief of Staff" Sabo: Thirteen different miniature hot sauce bottles that came in a large kit, all different levels of spice and flavor... Go, white boy, go.

"Pirate Princess" Nefertari Vivi: Pretty spring fruit cocktail, with watermelon, cucumber, and cherries. I bought that bitch at public!

Bartolomeo "The Cannibal": A half-eaten watermelon that is mostly just the rind left.

"Ghost Princess" Perona: A brand new bottle of apple juice I just opened and won't let ferment!

[1997-jk]

LEGAL || Calum Hood • chapter 2 •

- hi, this is chapter 2 of my Calum fanfiction.

If you have any feedback please send it to me, I want to make this as best as I can. Also if you want to be tagged in future chapters, please, reply to this.

Thank you for reading!

CHAPTER 1

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Adelaine

"Why is that?" I could feel him moving closer to me, I can almost feel his breath on the back of my neck. "We are not that different, Addie."

No one called me Addie since high school. It was just something I hated.

My name was already "little girls" name, and Addie just made it much worse.

"We-we should head back inside Kristen is all alone." I stuttered. I didn't understand why he had this effect on me. Kristen seemed completely normal while talking to him, like she wasn't even affected by the way he was talking to her, moved his fingers and- oh my god- his looks.

"Don't worry miss. She got a call from someone and I didn't want to bother her." I turned around and I saw Krissy talking on a phone through the window. It was Luke. I knew by the way she was twirling a thin strand of her long hair in between her thumb and index finger. 

"Why do you call me miss?"

"Because you seem so innocent and I like it." I slowly nodded my head and wrapped my arms around my stomach because of the sudden feeling of cold air.

"Addie, where is your jacket?" His voice was much calmer and softer than just a moment ago. "At home, I didn't feel like wearing it today." He chuckled while scrolling on his phone before putting it in his pocket and took of his jacket, handing it to me quickly.

"Thank you." My voice was shaking and I was unsure of my choice of words.

"I need something in return Addie." I gave him a curious look while I was putting on his jacket. "Give me your number."

"Oh, no." I shook my head no at him, and his face immediately formed into a frown and his eyes darkened. "I don't take no as an answer, babe." I stood there, acted like I couldn't hear what he was saying and took another, my last, cigarette from a pack before throwing it away. 

"You should not be ignoring me, you know? It doesn't suit you - this attitude." I shrugged my shoulders and clicked my tongue. "You don't know nothing about me Calum." The laughed at me, really loudly. "You know that I can find out everything about you in literally seconds." "Oh really? How can you do that?" I questioned him, I was sure he would just type my name into Facebook or Google search me. 

He took his phone once again, and dialed someones number. "Hey, Mike. Can you do a quick search on someone for me?" He murmured something under his breath and continued to speak much cleared after that. "Yes. Her name is Adelaine Ray and he attends Columbia University, Law programme."

 My eyes widened with realization he really could find out everything. 

"No, I don't know what year is she currently."

"She works for a Joshua Millers firm on Upper East."

"Yes. Thanks man! Text me the rest." he finished his call and immediately placed his phone in his pocket.

My heart raced, I was scared because my information was so easy for him to get.

His phone vibrated, but he ignored it. He probably knew what it was.

"Your full name is Adelaine Ella Ray. You attended Horace Mann School and then went to Columbia.

Your mother is a pre-school teacher and your father is a dentist."

My breath hitched and he let out a little laugh.

"I told you I could find out things, love." He smiled widely at me. When he smiled, his eyes crunched and were almost shut. When he smiled he seemed friendly, but his serious face was back on in seconds. I stomped my feet on the ground and took his jacket off before throwing it a him.

"You still know nothing about me. I'm leaving right now. Good bye!" I practically screamed good bye at him as I entered the restaurant to say goodbye to Krissy.  She kissed me on my cheek and promised she would text me later to talk about this meeting.

On my way out I accidentally brushed my arm against him, but I never turned around. I could have seen him typing something on his phone.

I could also hear him say something under his breath, but I ignored it.

My phone vibrated in my purse. Shivers went throughout my body and I just now regretted not wearing a coat. I quickly turned off my sound not taking my phone out of the purse and continued walking.

These past 20 minutes have been somewhat of a hell, you could say. The way he was talking to me made me actually really scared.

As soon as I sat down on a subway I took out my phone, scrolled down and saw a bunch of messages from a past few hours.

Three from my sister Claire, three from Krissy and one from an unknown number.

I unlocked my phone and started reading what someone had to say.

*hello miss.*

*i told you i can find out everything.

i have really good connections in this town, baby girl.*

I had to reread it a couple of times. I couldn't believe how persistent he actually was.

I replied to Krissy and Claire, and continued to think about past few hours.

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12:00 am

I couldn't sleep at all tonight.

He was on my mind.

Why was I even thinking of him?

He was acting weird and like he can do anything.

I mean, he could probably. But I can associate myself with someone like that.

My phone buzzed on my night stand.

*baby girl

you better reply to me.*

I ignored that one too, just like I did his first one.

I didn't like his pet names.

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2:00 am

I was woken up by yet another buzzing sound from my night stand.

I knew it was him. Weird feeling took over and I grabbed my phone with my shaking hands.

*i don't like this attitude adelaine!*

I decided I should probably reply back.

*please, leave me alone. you and i have nothing to do with each other. *

*baby girl. finally... and yes we actually have.*

I sighed, placed my phone back and drifted back to sleep.

Yesterday's meeting brought nothing good.

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