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Things to Do in Durham this Weekend (Apr 6-9)

Trying out a format tweak. We previously included venue weekend schedules in the multi-day events category, but that didn’t seem quite accurate. So now we’ve separated them. Let us know what you think.

Check out our full Durham events calendar.

If you'd like to add an event to our calendar, submit an event here. Please check with the event owners to see if events change due to weather. Have a great weekend!

Multi-Day Events

Les Misérables at DPAC

Set against the backdrop of 19th century France, Les Misérables tells an enthralling story of broken dreams and unrequited love, passion, sacrifice and redemption – a timeless testament to the survival of the human spirit. This epic and uplifting story has become one of the most celebrated musicals in theatrical history.

Apr 6-9

$39.50+

Rent at Reynolds Theater on Duke’s West Campus

Based loosely on Puccini's La Boheme, Jonathan Larson's Rent follows a year in the life of a group of impoverished young artists and musicians struggling to survive and create in New York's Lower East Side, under the shadow of HIV/AIDS.

Apr 6-8 at 8:00 p.m.

Apr 9 at 2:00 p.m.

$15

Dino Egg Hunt at the Museum of Life and Science

Bring your junior paleontologist on an excavation adventure as they hunt for colorful dinosaur eggs in exchange for a special “Dino-prize” and explore the Museum’s Dinosaur Trail.

Apr 6-9

$7 (does not include museum admission)

Venue Weekend Schedules

Events at The Carolina Theatre

Sat, Apr 8 at 11:00 a.m. - GYPSY KATHAA

Sat, Apr 8 at 8:00 p.m. - The Monti: The Point of No Return

Events at The Pinhook

Thu, Apr 6 at 8:00 p.m. - Blab School / Maple Stave / Le Weekend

Fri, Apr 7 at 10:00 p.m. - Chaos Mode W/ Lxc / Dj Ethanol / Dj Aaa / Isabel Essence

Sat, Apr 8 at 7:30 p.m. - Rachel Baiman / Viv & Riley

Sat, Apr 8 at 10:00 p.m. - Queer Agenda Dance Party!

Sun, Apr 9 at at 8:00 p.m. - The Inaugural Equalizer Beat Battle

Live Music at Blue Note Grill

Thur, Apr 6 at 7:00 p.m. - The Goodloves

Fri, Apr 7 at 6:00 p.m. - The Duke Street Dogs

Fri, Apr 7 at 9:15 p.m. - The Gabe Stillman Band

Sat, Apr 8 at 7:30 p.m. - Carolyn Wonderland

Events at Boxyard RTP

Thu, Apr 6 at 5:30 p.m. - Songstories Live at Boxyard RTP

Fri, Apr 7 at 5:30 p.m. - LOJO: Log Off, Jam On

Sat, Apr 8 at 11:30 a.m. - Saturdaze: DJ Wicked

Sat, Apr 8 at 5:00 p.m. - Live Music: School of Rock Chapel Hill

Events at Moon Dog Meadery

Fri, Apr 7 at 8:00 p.m. - First Friday Swing Dance Night w/ Nitelife Boogie!

Sat, Apr 8 at 7:00 p.m. - Red Planet Martian Dreams From Beyond the Iron Curtain

Sun, Apr 9 at 7:00 p.m. - Moon Dog Open Mic

Events at Motorco Music Hall

Fri, Apr 7 at 8:00 p.m. - Tricky Dick Comedy Fundraiser

Sun, Apr 9 at 8:00 p.m. - Mike with With Slauson Malone 1 / Sideshow / Cruzin

Live Music at Sharp 9 Gallery

Fri, Apr 7 at 8:00 p.m. - Jim Ketch Swingtet

Sat, Apr 8 at 8:00 p.m. - Ron Brendle Quartet

$27.55

Events at Arcana

Thu, Apr 6 - Andrew Whiteman and Tarot with Virginia

Fri, Apr 7 - Daniel DeLorenzo and Tarot with Kathleen

Sat, Apr 8 - Tarot with Joy

Sun, Apr 9 - Jason Arrol and Tarot with Rene

Events at Rubies on Five Points

Fri, Apr 7 at 10:00 p.m. - Mamis & The Papis And Party Illegal Present: Moodboard

Sat, Apr 8 at 10:00 p.m. - Big City Lights: Deep Funk And Heavy Soul W/ Brian Burns

Events at The Fruit

Thu, Apr 6 at 7:00 pm. - Hear Me Now: NC Raised Us

Sat, Apr 8 at 8:00 p.m. - Fractured Frames // Purge Of Lilith // Sagen

Improv Comedy at Mettlesome

Fri, Apr 7 at 8:00 p.m. | The Racket - See indie improv teams from around the Triangle show off their stuff.

Fri, Apr 7 at 9:00 p.m. | Hush Hush - Improv inspired by anonymous secrets from the audience.

Sat, Apr 8 at 8:00 p.m. | Improv 101 Grad Show

Sat, Apr 8 at 9:00 p.m. | 9:00 p.m. | Golden Age - Improv inspired by an interview with a local artist.

All shows $8

Thursday, Apr 6

Vinyl Night with DJ Deckades at Gizmo Brew Works

Enjoy fresh vibes on the patio with DJ Deckades. Bring your own vinyl to share or just listen to what the DJ is spinning.

6:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m.

Free admission

Boulders & Brews Meetup at Triangle Rock Club - Durham

Show up and climb at TRC Durham, then head over to Hi-Wire for some brews. Don't worry if it's your first time or haven't bouldered before; everyone's welcome.

Your first visit to the gym with the Meetup includes free admission and gear rental, and subsequent visits with the meetup are $15 and include harness rental (outside of meetups, day pass rates of $19 apply and do not include rentals).

6:30 p.m. - 8:30 p.m.

Duke Wind Symphony: STARS, with guest soloist Alex Sopp, flute at Baldwin Auditorium

A star on the flute, Alex Sopp performs Joel Puckett's "Shadow of Sirius;" other works include "Conga del Fuego Nuevo" by Arturo Márquez and Kevin Day's "A Song for Tomorrow."

7:30 p.m.

Free admission

Yamato: The Drummers Of Japan Hinotori: The Wings Of Phoenix at Page Auditorium

Taiko drumming is a centuries-old tradition in Japanese culture and this ensemble both honors this long tradition and pushes the boundaries of what Taiko drumming can be. The superb athleticism and technique brought to the stage provide an evening of true spectacle.

7:30 p.m.

$35+ ($10 for students)

Live Music in the Taproom at The Glass Jug Beer Lab - Downtown Durham

Glass Jug offers local live music every Thursday at the downtown taproom.

7:00 p.m. - 9:30 p.m.

Free admission

Trivia Night w/Big Slow Tom at Clouds Brewing Brightleaf Square

Join Clouds Durham for Big Slow Tom's Trivia Night, every Thursday. Win some prizes, drink some beer, and show your smarts.

Enjoy $4 select draft and $5 rotating bartender's choice all night.

7:30 p.m.

Free admission

Friday, Apr 7

Tasting at Ten at Counter Culture Coffee

Every Friday morning at 10 am, Counter Culture Coffee opens their Training Centers to coffee lovers who want to learn more about Counter Culture Coffee’s high-quality, sustainably sourced menu.

10:00 a.m.

Free, but donations accepted

Insomnia: A Spokenword Play at Hayti Heritage Center

One man show by America’s Got Talent Winner Brandon Leake. Also featuring Alexis Lawson, Nick Courmon, Suave the Poet, and Kierra Garrett.

7:00 p.m.

$30+

Ciompi Quartet: A Forest Unfolding at Baldwin Auditorium

A Forest Unfolding is the brainchild of eight writers and composers who were inspired by scientific research into the rich communication and subterranean connectivity between trees. Environmentalists Bill McKibben and Joan Maloof joined forces with novelists Joan Maloof and Richard Powers (Pulitzer Prize-winning author of The Overstory) to select a range of prose and poetry on the relationship between people and trees. These words were set to music by composers Eric Moe, Melinda Wagner, Stephen Jaffe and David Kirkland Garner in a linked cycle of recitatives and arias, narrated by Nnenna Freelon.

8:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m.

Free admission

Open Mic Stand-Up Comedy at Durty Bull Brewing Company

This weekly event takes place indoors in the Barrel Room, with seating available for nearly 100 people. There's no better way to unwind after a long week than a night of laughter with Ashley & Ebony. Interested in performing? Please contact Ashley and Ebony.

8:00 p.m. - 11:00 p.m.

21+

Free admission

Pub Karaoke at West 94th St Pub

Pick it. Sing it. Rock it. Whether you can sing does not matter because you will be a star when you hold the microphone at West 94th Street Pub.

10:00 p.m.

Free admission

Saturday, Apr 8

parkrun Durham at Southern Boundaries Park

A free, fun, and friendly weekly 5k community event. Walk, jog, run, volunteer, or spectate. It's up to you!

8:00 a.m.

Free admission

Pop-up Egg Hunt at Duke Homestead

Join in for a free pop-up egg hunt at Duke Homestead! Kids will be able to roam the grounds to find hidden eggs, and turn them in for prizes. Get the whole family playing with egg-themed games, as well as traditional historic games, and enjoy a puppet show!

10:00 a.m. - 11:30 a.m.

Free admission

Crafternoons at Gizmo Brew Works

Free pint with purchase of craft box. Choose from a variety of craft packages available for all ages.

12:00 p.m. - 10:00 p.m.

Leonard Elschenbroich at Baldwin Auditorium

At 24, Leonard Elschenbroich won the Leonard Bernstein Award and has since been regarded as one of the dazzling, rising stars amongst European cellists.

8:00 p.m.

$35 ($10 for students)

Sunday, Apr 9

Trivia at Navigator Beverage Co.

Hosted by the Triangle’s Trivia team, Hammered Trivia, gather your team and post up to compete for prizes and enjoy an afternoon of great drinks, great friends, and great games.

2:00 p.m. - 4:00 p.m.

Free admission

Board Game Sundays at Gizmo Brew Works

Bull City Boarders (@bull_city_boarders), Kat + Jeremiah, host Board Game Sundays at Gizmo Brew Works. Join them every Sunday.

Free admission

Running Art Exhibits

The Mind’s Eye: Gallery Members Exhibition at 5 Points Gallery

5 Points Gallery celebrates cleverness in the Year of the Rabbit with their new exhibit called “The Mind’s Eye”.

Runs through Apr 15

Free admission

Damian Stamer/Collaborations: New Paintings at Craven Allen Gallery

Collaborations features both new paintings from Stamer’s continued exploration of home, memory, and place as well as a new body of work created in collaboration with Artificial Intelligence. Instead of his traditional process of using photographs as source material, Stamer used an AI text-to-image generator to compile reference imagery. The resulting oil paintings are visually striking and raise timely questions about our relationship with the digital world.

Runs through May 6

Free admission

Beyond the Surface: Collage, Mixed Media and Textile Works from the Collection at the Nasher

This exhibition includes approximately 40 works, primarily from the Nasher Museum’s collection. With a focus on collage, mixed media and textile works, Beyond the Surface explores how artists bring together disparate materials and ideas to create artworks that engage with all audiences.

Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. | Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.

Runs through May 14

Free admission

Patrimonio | Heritage at John Hope Franklin Center Gallery

A series of drawing interventions on “Llanchama” (Amazonian tree bark) by Peruvian/American artist Renzo Ortega.

Mon-Fri from 8:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m.

Runs through May 18

Free admission

Exhibit at 21c Museum Hotel

Whitney Stanley: We Just Be in the Vault Gallery

Runs through May 2023

Open 24 hours

Free admission

Spirit in the Land at the Nasher

Spirit in the Land is a contemporary art exhibition that examines today’s urgent ecological concerns from a cultural perspective, demonstrating how intricately our identities and natural environments are intertwined. Through their artwork, 30 artists show us how rooted in the earth our most cherished cultural traditions are, how our relationship to land and water shapes us as individuals and communities

Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. | Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.

Runs through Jul 9

Free admission

Andy Warhol: You Look Good in Pictures at the Nasher

Andy Warhol: You Look Good in Pictures explores the breadth of the artist’s relationship with photography through several distinct bodies of work including screenprints of celebrities, all of which were taken from photographs, a group of Polaroids and black and white snapshots illustrating his social circles, and an early silent film of the curator Henry Geldzahler from 1964.

Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. | Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.

Runs through Aug 27

Free admission

Art of Peru at the Nasher

This gallery features ceramics, textiles, metalwork and carvings produced by ancient cultures across what is known as present-day Peru.

Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. | Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.

Runs through Dec 2

Free admission

#weekend events #Durham NC

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barclayparkinson · 2 years

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dream-a-little-bigger-x · 3 years

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The public (Isabelle) have spoken

#steve harrington #Steve Harrington fic #nele blabs #Isabelle tag 🏷

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clubolive · 4 years

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I thoroughly enjoy the range you can have in animal crossing fashion

#I play so I can buy clothes idgaf about my island rating sorry Isabelle❤️#ac #liv blabs

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bird-seed27 · 5 years

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I kind of want to start my own animal crossing blog.... I’ve played for soooooo long in the past two days and I started following another account who is keeping a diary of everything she’s done so far in her game. That sounds like fun during this boring time but thinking realistically I probably would forget about it if I do it. The museums going to be built tomorrow and I’m going to buy my house tomorrow, so I’m looking foreward to that.

ALSO: YOU GET A FREE NINTENDO ONLINE SUBSCRIPTION IF YOU PREORDERED ACNH ONLINE

So if you have access to this, please please please add me on switch. I would love to play with some new people, regardless if we’re mutual or not.

My friend code is: SW-2798-8331-9888

#animal crossing #new horizons #animal crossing new horizons #new leaf #animal crossing new leaf #isabelle #tom nook #nintendo #nintendo switch #gaming #videogames #birdseed blabs

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love-toxin · 3 years

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ellie. i know you answered an ask about who would let darling have a job…..

but on a scale of 1 to 10 how difficult would it be for ocs of yours (that wouldn’t let their darling work) to be convinced to let their darling have (financial or physical) freedom/independence to do their own stuff. as in darling is sobbing and crying and vomiting for a crumb of freedom. as in they fall to the floor SCREAMING AND BEGGIN-* GUNSHOT *

heh.

Ilya would be a good 9. It would be very difficult for you to convince him to let you out and into the world, and for the most part it's for a good reason. He's got a lot of enemies, he works a dangerous job, and there's so many evil people out there who would jump at the chance to snatch a beautiful thing like you away from him. But it's not impossible. If you can prove to him that you'll be doing your utmost to stay out of trouble, whether it be by convincing him with words alone or sneaking out of the house just to come back, he can be swayed to let you have a job or just wander about as you please. You'll still have restrictions, of course, like a curfew and a falcon to reach him if you get into trouble, but he would let you out on your own if you agreed to those terms.

Hyun would be a 7. Still difficult but slightly easier because he knows how hard it is for himself to stay close to home--he loves to go out so he'll eventually realize how hard it is for you, too, and he can be convinced as long as you're not going too far. And he'll start off slow, like taking you to the grocery store (which he probably already does), restaurants, and giving you some money to go to the convenience store or the pharmacy and come back.

Isabelle is a 10. In her eyes, your purpose will be fulfilled at home, and nowhere else--plus it wouldn't benefit her to let you run off and blab about her little secret. The only way you're getting out of her house is if she decides you're docile enough to take you to the bar for a night, in which she'll sit you right in front of her and watch with a smirk as people try to flirt with you, just for you to fear her so badly that you're forced to turn each of them down. And every so often, she'll take a short break to bring you to the bathroom and fuck your brains out before making you wobble all the way back to your barstool.

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gleefulfan · 3 years

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In Defense of Benji Pt. 2/2

Part 1

Here's the last three episodes of Season 2. Like I said in part 1 (which I’d recommend reading first), I’m not trying to make Benji out as a saint, I’m just trying to show why Benji did the things he did and that a lot of the comments I’ve seen about him have been unfair.

2x08 (The Morning After): I have to break this episode down into three parts because so much happens.

Initial Victor/Benji/Isabel fight: All Victor and Benji need at this point is some hot make-up sex and a nice honest conversation the next morning. Unfortunately they only get part-way through the first before Isabel walks in on them. Everyone is understandably upset and Victor and his mom are arguing while Benji listens in.

When Isabel says “What excuse could you possibly have for doing that in my house?” Benji, who has had an extremely emotional evening, can’t take it anymore. Now it’s impossible to know how exactly Isabel would have reacted had Benji been a girl, but you can certainly understand why Benji assumes that this is just another homophobic comment from Isabel after months and months of them.

The argument is honestly not too bad until Adrian walks in and Isabel calls Benji Victor’s “friend” yet again. Now we know and Victor knows that she’s called Benji his boyfriend before and is only saying this because of Adrian, but Benji doesn’t know that. To him, it’s just more homophobia. And while it’s impossible to know exactly what Benji’s intentions are in this moment, I firmly believe that Benji was not intentionally outing Victor to Adrian, but demanding that Isabel recognize his and Victor’s relationship. The outburst came from frustration and passion, not malice.

At that point Isabel kicks Benji out and when Benji looks to Victor for support, Victor backs up his mom. You can see the disappointment on Benji’s face and that he feels like Victor sided with his homophobic mother over his boyfriend.

Victor/Benji Coffeehouse fight: When Victor and Benji see each other again at work, both are looking for an apology. Honestly, I don’t really get the first two-thirds of Victor’s request for an apology. Of the three people involved in Isabel walking in on them, Benji’s the least to blame. It’s not his house, he didn’t know Adrian was there, Victor asked him to his room. And even if Isabel wasn’t being homophobic, she’s been homophobic towards Benji so many times without any apology or remonstration that it’s hardly his fault for assuming it.

Victor and Benji argue over Victor’s mom again and it’s at this point Victor says “I’m sorry we can’t all have totally supportive liberal white parents like you do.” Benji responds saying “What does being white have to do with anything?”

I find this interaction really frustrating because it comes completely out of the blue. Have Victor and Benji ever discussed race before? Has Victor ever cited his mom’s Latinx upbringing as a reason for the way she’s been acting? Obviously, when a POC tells a white person that they don’t understand something in that person’s life because they’re white, Benji’s response is not the right one. Benji is a seemingly progressive teenager in a well-to-do suburb of Atlanta, I find it hard to believe he doesn’t have any concept of race and how it may have affected Victor and his family. But we don’t get anything beyond these two lines.

To move outside of the text for a moment, it feels like these lines were inserted so that Victor and Rahim could talk about race later in the episode rather than have Victor and Benji actually talk about race. And that later scene is really good, but it comes at the expense of making Benji seem inexplicably callous about something really important. I really hope we get an opportunity in season 3 for Benji and Victor to really talk about this.

Other than that, Victor is kinda awful to Benji here. He calls Benji’s parents “totally supportive” when he knows they weren’t and that Benji really struggled. And Benji’s opinion shouldn’t be “meaningless” even if there are things about the situation he can’t understand. I understand why Victor’s upset but it should be no surprise that Benji stalks off.

Victor/Benji at Benji’s House: Victor goes over after not being able to contact Benji all day. They actually talk about Victor being worried and Benji’s alcoholism a little bit and the conversation is going pretty well, until Benji sees a text from Rahim and Victor admits he told Rahim about Benji’s alcoholism.

This is a pretty awful thing for Victor to have done. Because we almost never get Benji’s point-of-view, it doesn’t necessarily feel that way. We understand why Victor told Rahim and we know Rahim is trustworthy, but Benji doesn’t know any of that. And more than that, Victor knows (or should know) how important this is to Benji and how ashamed of it he is. And not even 24 hours after finding out, Victor’s already blabbed it to someone else. No wonder Benji tells him they need a break.

2x09 (Victor’s Day Off): Benji isn’t really in this episode, which is largely dedicated to building Rahim up as a plausible alternative love interest to Benji for the finale cliffhanger. We do see a short conversation when Benji calls Victor, where Benji presumably tells Victor that he misses him (Victor says I miss you too), but that Benji doesn’t want to rush back into anything and can’t go to the wedding with Victor.

2x10 (Close Your Eyes): Benji’s in two scenes in the finale, one with Isabel (a very rare Benji scene without Victor present), and one where he goes to and then quickly leaves the wedding when he sees Victor dancing with Rahim.

Arguably you could say Benji is being presumptuous by assuming something is going on between Victor and Rahim, but within minutes of Benji leaving, Rahim admitted he likes Victor and Victor told Felix he felt something, even if he wasn’t sure what.

Again, none of this is to claim Benji is perfect. Benji and Victor are two 16-year-olds who love each other a whole lot who haven’t learned to communicate well and lash out when they’re upset. Victor has just as much to work on as Benji and hopefully we’ll get the chance to see them work on themselves together in Season 3.

#love victor #benji campbell #venji #love victor spoilers #victor salazer #lv meta

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glassesandswords · 3 years

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Of Wings And Wheelchairs

Pairing: Levi Ackerman & Onyankopon, Levi Ackerman/Hange Zoe (mentioned)

Summary: Levi and Onyankopon sit in a coffee shop, waiting for Gabi and Falco to return from their small detour during their vacation together. Levi reminisces about the old Survey Corps veterans and their times together as Onyankopon listens. Soon, the conversation makes its way to a person the two knew very well- Hange.

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“Let’s wait here.”

Levi and Onyankopon stopped at a coffee shop. With so many people bustling about, it was hard to find a place to relax for a while, especially with all the walking they had done. Well, at least all the walking that Onyankopon, Gabi and Falco had done- as Levi had been pushed around on a wheelchair by Falco the whole time. But the kids had spotted an ice cream vendor and left together to buy something to eat, and the older men decided to get a quick drink before continuing on with their journey.

The coffee shop had outdoor seating shaded by giant blue umbrellas that flared briskly over the round tables. A florist sold bouquets nearby. The scent of roses and lavenders wafted through the air, mingling with that of roast coffee.

“Are you sure letting Gabi and Falco go off on their own in a foreign land a good idea?” Levi asked as Onyankopon looked around for an empty table.

“They are fifteen now. They will be alright. Us, old men, shouldn’t be interfering with a pair of love-birds, so let them enjoy this vacation on their own.”

“You might be right about that.”

Onyankopon decided on an empty table on the opposite end of the florist and parked Levi next to him as he pulled a chair for himself. “Fifteen, huh?” Levi muttered, adjusting his wheelchair close to the table. “If they were in Paradis, they would have graduated from the cadet corps. But these two- they have had their fill of the battlefield way before that, being Marley’s warrior candidates and all.”

“Yes. That’s why they deserve to live like the carefree and free-spirited children they are right now.”

“Not that any child needs a reason to live like that. They all are equally deserving of happiness.”

“Of course,” Onyankopon called the waiter over to them. “A black tea and a black coffee, please.”

Levi noted how Onyankopon kept his favorite drink in mind and ordered it for him by default. Over the past three years, the two men had bonded over their shared losses and he had been a constant companion for Levi after the war. Onyankopon had helped him start a new life and set up his own tea shop after he retired in Marley, taking care of all the paperwork and technical details required.

“I heard you spent your childhood in the underground district within Wall Sina,” Onyankopon said as he watched the waiter leave with their order. “I wasn’t allowed there due to the restrictions on the volunteers, but I heard it was a rough place to live in.”

Levi raised an eyebrow. That piece of information was hardly common knowledge.

“I think I might have an idea of who babbled to you about that,” the face of a certain four-eyed abnormal popped up on Levi’s mind. “Yes. I was raised as a thug in order to survive that hellhole.”

“Did you have anyone close to you at that time? Your parents? Any siblings?”

Usually, Levi would have found it annoying if people dug into his past. But with Onyankopon, he did not really mind. “I was an only child,” he replied, leaning back on his wheelchair, “My mother died when I was young and the closest thing I had to a father was an uncle who abandoned me as soon as he realized that I could take care of myself.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s an old story,” he waved his pity off, “I did have two close friends there. Farlan and Isabel. They were as good as a brother and sister to me.” A fond remembrance flitted over his face, as if he could see them in his mind’s eye as he spoke. “The three of us thought life above the ground, in a land touched by the sun would be better. Turns out it is all the same.”

It wasn’t hard for Onyankopon to make out that Farlan and Isabel were probably no more from how Levi’s voice dipped. He changed the topic to something lighter.

“But you finally retired from all your duties and responsibilities. How does it feel to go on vacations to foreign countries?”

“I’m surprised you are dragging me along. Not like I could be of any service anyway, after being permanently bound to this wheelchair,” Levi tapped on the metal armrest.

“You are too humble, Levi,” Onyankopon shook his head, “I’ve seen you offering guidance to Armin and the others whenever they need it.”

“I help them as much as I can, but in the end, it is nothing more than an old man’s advice.” Levi sighed, remembering a certain someone’s soliloquy in a forest. “Times have changed and perspectives are different. After the rumbling ended, Armin offered me retirement and I took it. But even if I were in top shape, I honestly don’t think I would want to do anything with the Alliance anymore.”

Onyankopon watched Levi as he gazed at the busy road. The man looked broken, like he had lost way too much in life. He reminded him of some of the volunteers who had seen their families killed and hometowns destroyed in front of their own eyes. For previously being known as ‘Humanity’s strongest soldier’, Onyankopon had not seen Levi in action a lot. But the way he held himself together during that day- exactly three years ago, after Odiha- was a testament to his immense internal strength. The man in front of him was a fighter, but the fight had taken its toll on him.

The waiter arrived with steaming drinks and served it on the table.

“How do you drink that bitter bean-juice?” Levi asked as Onyankopon took a careful sip, trying not to burn his tongue in the scalding liquid.

“Six years and you still haven’t warmed up to coffee, have you?”

“I prefer tea, usually that of my own shop.” He sipped his tea, holding it by the rim with his left hand. “But I have to admit, the aroma of coffee is quite enticing.” His voice went back to its hazy tone. “Mike would have liked it. That guy had a sharp nose for things like these.”

Though Onyankopon did not know the details, he knew Mike was probably one of Levi’s previous comrades.

Levi had a habit of talking about his fallen comrades now and then. He did not seem to care if the other person knew them personally or not. Onyankopon assumed that it was to remember and acknowledge their existence and stories, being the last living veteran from his original group.

He heard about the battle of Shiganshina that resulted in the complete decimation of the earlier Survey Corps and wondered if Mike was one of the people who died there. Or maybe he had been one of the many unfortunate victims who were killed by the hands of the pure titans long before. Onyankopon felt a small stab of guilt for following Zeke, who had caused nothing but pain for Levi and the rest of the Survey Corps, but he had his own circumstances. Choosing sides had blinded them from appealing to their common humanity, until Yelena had revealed to him the plan to offer assistance to Paradis before their first scouting expedition six years ago. He had almost convinced himself that the Paradis military would crush them with their titan power before they could put forth that proposal, but then, a certain Survey Corps Commander gave them the warmest welcome they could have received in the island of ‘devils’.

“Brings back memories,” he hummed over his coffee, “Remember, the first time we chatted was over a cup of tea in that tent?”

“Ah yes,” Levi nodded grimly, “Another one of that person’s stupidly optimistic ideas. It was a surprise that you volunteers actually agreed to it.”

There was a silence as Onyankopon knew exactly who he was referring to.

Levi sipped his tea. “Honestly, they’d come up with the most reckless ideas, that Four-eyes.”

Onyankopon gave a small, sad smile. It seemed safe to talk about them. “I have to admit,” he said slowly, “I was shocked when they pointed the barrel of that gun over their one good eye, even if it was unloaded.”

“You don’t know half the trouble Hange caused back in the Survey Corps,” Levi shook his head disapprovingly. “Always blabbing about their latest hypotheses. Putting my entire squad in danger for another titan capture mission. They’d have had their head bitten off by a titan long ago if it wasn’t for their trusty assistant, Moblit. Hell, they went days without taking a damned bath just because something more interesting caught their attention. Sometimes, when I couldn’t bear the stink, I had to knock them out and clean them myself.”

Onyankopon chuckled at his ramble. He had observed Levi and Hange’s inseparable relationship from his time at Paradis. Maybe it was because they were the last ones to survive from their generation, or maybe it extended a little deeper than that. Onyankopon was not completely sure. He gazed at the long scar across Levi’s face, crossing through his one blind eye. If Hange were there, the two of them would have made quite the one-eyed pair.

But Hange wasn’t there as they had sacrificed themself so that he and Levi could sit in peace under a blue umbrella, drinking hot beverages on a sunny day without worrying about anything else.

Levi was still rambling on, “...all those stupid naming ceremonies for the captured titans. At least three Garrison guards used to throw up after each of their experiments. The tantrums they’d throw in Erwin’s office whenever he denied their requests. That Four-eyes once talked to me about titans and their planned experiments for two days straight after we first found out about Eren’s abilities. Can you believe it? Two days!”

There was a bitter aftertaste in Levi’s mouth and he knew it had nothing to do with the tea. A memory of Hange floated in his mind, of them carefully dabbing medicated cotton over Eren’s face after he had kicked the hell out of him in the courtroom all those years ago. He remembered Hange chiding him for having gone too far and declaring that they’d never kill Eren.

His stomach twisted at the irony of how everything played out in the end.

Onyankopon’s voice stirred him out of his thoughts. “It must have been hard for them to pursue their scientific research after they became the commander.”

“It did take a huge toll on them,” Levi agreed, “Erwin’s shoes would have been hard for anyone to fill. But he himself chose them as his successor and they did their job well, even if all odds were against them.” He gave a short sigh through his nose. “But over the years, they changed too much.”

Levi had noticed all the times when Hange had faked a smile to cover up their exhaustion. They tried to maintain their cheerful façade through all the uncertainty to keep their subordinates from becoming concerned about their mental well-being, but from his time with the past two commanders, Levi knew the bone-crushing pressure they were under.

He had spotted the missing tea from his shelf during all those late nights when Hange had fallen asleep on their desk after pulling multiple all-nighters. Although they weren’t new to burning the midnight oil, the commander’s work was grueling. Adding to that, the knowledge and responsibility of dealing with an entire world full of potential enemies weighed them down incredibly. Only he knew how tired and defeated Erwin had looked during his last moments with him. In a way, the role demanded much more from Hange than it did from Erwin himself.

“You mean they were more excitable before?” Onyankopon asked, “I really did not think they could look more starry-eyed than while they were being introduced to all the new technology from Marley.” He chuckled, “The way they whooped after the success of the new improved 3DMG test session was unforgettable.”

Levi set down his empty cup. “Hange was always a vocal advocate for technological advancement. Their inventions helped to get rid of all the pure titans in the island without much loss of human life. When they were given the hope that the rest of the world was not as cruel as we thought it was- but a place where they could learn and discover- that was when I saw them truly happy for the last time. They hoped to make peace when we left off for our first Marley visit. But we both know how that ended.”

Ah, yes that Marley trip, Onyankopon thought as a tense silence settled between them, The time when everything spiraled out of control. To ease the heavy pauses, he decided to bring up some good memories from back then.

“Remember the time when Hange bought that lollipop from that clown just so that he’d stop stalking you? And the time when they tried to feed carrots to a car?”

Thankfully, it seemed to work as Levi snorted. “Shitty-Glasses was supposed to be the smartest of us all,” he said, “Yet, that was still better than the way they squealed after the camera flash the first time we took a picture in Azumabito's place. Now that was just plain embarrassing.”

Onyankopon smiled. When Levi's squad was out drinking, he had insisted Levi and Hange to take a photograph with himself and the Azumabitos as a keepsake memory of their first official trip outside Paradis. Hopes were ripe that night, with the peace conference scheduled for the next day. To keep their optimism up, they had a small dance session in which Hange had dragged Levi with them and had successfully managed two rounds around the ballroom before Levi remarked that it was ridiculous and sulked in a corner for the rest of the night with a wine glass on hand. After which Hange teased him and invited Onyankopon to give them company instead.

When the camera was ready, they were all suited up- with hats placed on their heads despite the fact that it was evening- just for the sake of the photograph session. Onyankopon knew that the Paradisians had never taken a picture before, so his eyes were on Levi and Hange instead of the camera.

Their reactions did not disappoint.

Hange squealed as the flash lit up the room and Levi flinched, grimacing at its sudden brightness. The photograph was quite comical when it was developed: Hange with their mouth slightly open, Levi with his eyes half closed and Onyankopon’s lips in an amused half-smile as he gazed at them.

“To be honest, you looked quite shaken at the flash yourself,” he pointed out to Levi.

“Yes, but I did not wake up everyone in a fifty mile radius within the building.”

“It didn’t seem to wake the kids up, though.”

“What do you expect? Not even Hange can wake up a bunch of hungover brats who had drank all night and ended up passed out on each other.”

“The three of us had to carry them back, didn’t we?”

“Only for Sasha to puke all over the new suit I wore for the photoshoot.”

Onyankopon laughed at that memory. The waiter came over with the bill and he paid it before Levi could reach for his own wallet.

“I told you before,” he said to Levi as he handed over the money, “This vacation is entirely on me.”

“Thanks,” Levi kept his wallet back inside his pocket, knowing that arguing about it would not change Onyankopon’s mind.

They sat in silence for a while, gazing at the people walking around, exploring the shops. Levi got a few quick stares now and then because of his heavily scarred face, but he did not care. He was used to people staring at him; the annoying looks of envy and awe when he was considered as humanity’s strongest soldier, glares of anger from the military higher-ups after he had brought back Armin instead of Erwin during the battle of Shiganshina, and gazes of pity after he had been severely injured due to the thunder spear, thanks to that shitty monkey.

“I wonder what happened to that photograph,” he murmured, his mind wandering back to that day in Marley.

“It was left in Paradis,” Onyankopon replied, “The militants probably disposed of it along with the rest of our belongings after we were declared traitors. It’s been three years after all.”

Levi’s heart sank. That was the last piece of Hange he had left, apart from the scars they had stitched across his face. If everything was disposed of, that would mean that the badges he had collected from the uniforms of his former comrades, his letters, Hange’s research notes, Moblit’s sketches from the night they visited a bar after work, all of their personal belongings- everything had been burnt or destroyed. Apart from Erwin’s grave, there was nothing left for him back in Paradis- the place the Survey Corps dedicated their lives and hearts for all those years.

He masked his bitterness, “It was just a piece of paper anyway.”

Onyankopon did not say anything. The cost of freedom had been incredibly heavy for both of them.

“It’s been three years, huh?”

“Yeah.”

Levi remembered that moment when the spirits of his comrades appeared in front of him as he sat battered and broken. The old Survey Corps, with whom he had spent so many years fighting, resting, experimenting and pushing through every loss, every death and every failure together. He had finally finished their job. He had taken all of their dedicated hearts with him and won for them.

His final salute both crushed his soul and set him free.

A part of him wanted to depart with them. His duty was done, Zeke was killed, the rumbling was stopped and the world was finally free of titans. What use would he be to anyone anymore?

But he knew that the others would want him to live the life that they couldn’t. To explore the world and all it had to offer. To make the dream of world-peace come true.

So, he decided that he would go on, and when his time finally comes, he would stand tall among his noble comrades and tell them stories of the world they never got to see.

Levi hesitated for a moment before turning to Onyankopon.

“Do you think they’re still watching over us?”

Onyankopon didn’t miss a beat.

“I’m sure they are.”

Gabi and Falco reappeared from the crowd, with half-eaten ice cream cones in their hands. The brats had grown so much since the first time he had seen them, all beaten up and bruised on that zeppelin three years ago. Now they looked happy and content, their eyes shining with hope, optimism and love.

Hange’s words from all those years ago played in his mind.

I want everyone to feel safe again soon. I want this to be a world where people can live without fighting each other.

There was still a long way to go for that, but with the threat of the titans gone, they only had humans to negotiate with. Though that probably did not make it any easier, peace was still an option. He’d leave that to Armin and Historia.

Erwin and Hange would have loved it here. All the new places and technology, exotic food, new discoveries; it would have blown their minds. Sometimes, he wondered what would have happened if that bastard Floch did not show up to shoot holes in that fuel tank. Hange would have been alive, they would have boarded the plane together, they could have seen the flying titan and the previous titan shifters. It might have probably returned them to their normal, curious self again.

They could have survived together.

What would Hange have done now that the titans, their life’s work, were gone forever? The two of them had never really discussed such situations, for they never imagined such a day would actually come to be. For them, a world without the threat of titans was a distant fantasy. But if Hange were alive, they’d have probably headed the peace talks. They were never the one to stay out of the action anyway.

“Sorry, we were a little late,” Falco said as he approached them, “Shall we go?”

“Sure, no problem.”

Falco popped the rest of the ice cream in his mouth before silently pulling the wheelchair by its handle without being prompted to. He was a sweet kid. Erwin, Hange and the rest of his old squad- Petra, Oulo, Eld, Gunther- would have liked him.

Levi picked up a newspaper from a vendor, to see if there were any mentions of the peace committee who had set sail for Paradis earlier that day. As they made their way through the street, he winced as the wheel stumbled over a small pothole.

“I’m so sorry,” Falco exclaimed.

“No, that’s fine,” he rubbed his back. “Times like these are when I really miss Four-eyes.”

Onyankopon laughed, “They’d have come up with a crazy convenient wheelchair, custom-made for you.”

“Knowing them, they would have probably attached an engine and the 3DMG trigger-anchor system complete with a safety belt into the wheelchair,” he shook his head. “Then again, I think they might have also pushed me down a slope as a test run, so maybe I’m safer this way.”

A distant hum of an engine made all of them look above.

A plane, similar to the one they had taken off from in Odiha, flew past the sky, its shadow falling on them as it streaked by.

For the kids, it was just another ordinary plane they stared fascinated at. But for him, something about it felt reassuring.

It was almost as if…

Levi glanced at Onyankopon, who gave him a knowing look.

So, they were watching us after all.

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A/n: ok so this is my first Erik sevens book, I have been working on it for a longggg time and I’m finally ready to publish it. I would love it if you guys could give me feed back? That would make my job a LOT more fun and easier.

Sammary: when Erik went searching for his royalty he finds more then he was looking for.

Erik x black-OC

P R O L G O U E

The beginning—

June 5th, 2017

Israel hummed and nodded her head to west side boogie silent ride, it was a fun summery song With such depressing deep lyrics, something she could relate and vibe with. It's beat was nice and it had meaningful lyrics something you don't hear to often with nowadays rappers.

"I wish I was outta my head," She sang softly along while shifting uncomfortably in the drivers seat. her thighs sticking to her leather seats, the sun was beaming down into her red drop top making her shea butter cover brown skin gleam in the heat. It was a very hot California day and Israel was loving it. she was soaking up all the vitamin D and getting a darker ten, making her skin a rich chocolate.

She had just came back from her high school, they had informed her that she could come pick up her diploma. She has been homeschooled her whole life so she didn't get to graduate at the school along with the other graduates but she did take the finals which is why they were giving her a diploma. She was getting her Life started, she was finally a adult. She got a job at sixteen and her drivers license. Her parents bought her a car, graduated, and now she was ready to go to college and get her own apartment. She knew it was going to be hard being away from her parents but she was finally going to get the freedom she has wanted and dreamt about since she was fore-teen.

She pulled up Her drive way and turned off the engine once she was parked. She stepped outta her car and walked up to the unlocked front door, when she walked in and closed the door her mother came rushing to her with a big wooden spoon in her right hand, her face scrunched up in anger, looking like someone's grandma.

"Where the hell were you? You ain't ask nobody to go no where so I don't know why you think you can just leave and come as you please, just because you eight teen don't mean you can do whatever you want. you still live under our roof." Her mother blab pointing the spoon at her, with her hand on her hip. Isabel was referring her husband- Israels father when she said 'our' house' because god rebid if he ever heard her say my house.

Israel mentally rolled her eyes as she stood at the front door untiring her lace up sandals. Her parents were very strict with her and only her. Her other three brothers could always do whatever they please because they were boys and 'boys will be boys' as her father like to say. Honestly to Israel it was bullshit and sexist but she could never say that to her parents of course, unless she wanted her mama to knock her front teeth out.

"I just went to go get my diploma I'm sorry mama," Israel pouted her pump lips and gave her mother her baby eyes knowing it'll make her mama feel bad. Her mother- Isabel let a sigh of relief out as she reached out to grab the paper from her daughters Dainty hands.

"It's ok baby just be sure to tell me next time I wouldn't want your father to find out that you're leaving this house with out permission you know how he is...and congratulations baby I'm so proud of you." Her mother gushed, being very happy that her only daughter was finally becoming the women she always knew she'll be A strong independent individual.

"Thank you mama I'm proud of myself." She giggled to herself. Feeling her mother embrace her in a warm hug, she nuzzled her head In the crack of her mother neck, inhaling the scent of lavender and lemon. Making her feel the sense of comfort. Isabel pulled away and unrolled her diploma, her bright white smile beaming making them pop against her wrinkl-free dark skin.

"I'm gonna hang this up with your brothers..." she announced making her way to the living room to find a frame while Israel undid her other shoes before making her way up the stairs. She pasted her brother's room and snorted loudly trying to stop her laughter. Jay the oldest of the four, was home from college and sleep with his whole top half of his body hanging off the bed while he snores.

"Jay!" She yelled and He jump making himself fall off the bed. She bent over in laughter while he sat up with a attitude. "I could have broken neck with yo dumb ass, I'm telling mom on you." She gasped playfully. "And if you do I'm telling dad you up here cussing at him." She sassed back rolling her neck, snapping her fingers and popping her hip out for A dramatic effect.

"Yeah then he gonna beat yo ass for acting all grown."

"technically I am grown but go off," She laughed in his face before he slammed his door in her face, clearly with an attitude.

She giggled as she walked down the hallway and into her other brothers room. Noah.

"Wassup Noah whatcha doing?" She sang while swinging back and forth on his door frame, happy to see her big brother. Noah and Israel had a good relationship. they were the closest out of the four sibling. they always has been since they were young.

"Nothing just minding my business why don't you try it?"

"Oh wooooow that's how you gonna treat your favorite little sister?" She asked as she grabbed the little pink bouncy ball that he kept on his dest, throwing it into the air.

"You're my only little sister..." she rolled her eyes at his comments and threw the ball at him before feeling it comeback at her full Force, hitting her on the side of her neck with a loud smack.

"Ouch Noah! Why would you throw it that hard?" He chuckled leaning back in his desk chair with his pin in between his teeth. "Why'd you throw it in the first place?" She rolled her eyes "whatever, can we go somewhere? Like I wanna leave outta this house without mom and dad questioning everything little thing about my whereabouts and I can only do that with you so let's go somewhere before dinner starts and dad comes home," As if on cue they heard the front door shut hardly make the house shake a bit. Her plans crumbled to the ground. She signed out of annoyance And Noah laughed at her disappointment. "Maybe next time Izzy." He patted her head and got up from his chair once he heard his mom call for her children to come to dinner.

Israel was the last one to come down for dinner because she just wasn't really feeling like it. But of coarse her father demanded that she comes down and eat with the rest of the family.

"I don't get a cheerful 'hi daddy' when I come home anymore? You too grown now?" Issac- her father asked, picking up a fork full of rice eating it aggregately, like he haven't eaten all week.

"No I just- I'm sorry. Hi daddy..." she stumbled on her words, nervously, like she always did when her father would ask direct questions and comments to her.

"I hear you got your diploma today...good job." It wasn't a 'I'm proud of you baby girl' or a congratulations but she didn't expect her father to congratulate her. She never did because he's never done that to her before or to any of her brothers. Once her mother asked him why he didn't ever congratulate their children and his reply was 'why would I congratulate them for something that their supposed to get? I expect them to get good grades and I expect them to graduate college.'

Israel snapped her head towards her father when he called her name snapping her out of her daydream.

"Me and your mother found a online college and they have exactly what you want to major in graphic design, special editing all that shit, so you can 'go' to college but be home every night." Israel drop her fork, her face scrunched up in confusion from the new information. She looked at her mother but her eyes were glued to her plate.

"I already know what school I'm going to so that wasn't really necessary dad..." she hissed locking her eyes on her father then to her mothers head. If looks could kill her mother would be dead by now.

"I don't like that school it's all the way across the State. You're living in my house you're my child so you'll do what I say, End of discussion." Israel huff air out of her mouth trying to calm herself down before she said something to her father that she'll regret. "I don't understand why I just can't go to g-" her father slammed his hands down on the dining room table feed up with her whining. "I said end of discussion. Ion know who the fuck You think you talking to lil girl, but I'll show you real fast who the fuck runs this house" he barked at her pointing his spoon in her Direction.

"Issac please," Isabel whispered to her angered husband placing her hand on his arm. His head snapped towards her and gripped her chin. "Stay in your place Isabel. I wasn't speaking to you." He release her and went back to his food in front of him, looking at Israel as if daring her to say a another thing. Isabel sent Israel an apologetic look and Israel flicker her eyes to her mom then back down to her lap.

Her brothers throw daggers at their father with their eyes, not liking the way he was speaking to Isabel or Israel, but didn't dare stand up and say anything.

Israel sat quietly, looking down at her untouched food. Her appetite was lost and her mind was clouded with anger and sadness. The freedom she thought she was finally going to have after being trapped in the house for 18 years was snatch away by her father.

"ether stop that fucking whining or go to your room" he snapped, scolding her like she was a ten year old child.

She pushed her chair away from the table and excused herself before dashing up the stairs, feeling tears in the corners of her eyes.

She slammed her door shut and grabbed her phone from her night stand and called her older cousin- Jasmine.

It rang and rang until she finally heard her cheerful voice over the phone. "Hey what's up sis!" she sang into the phone.

"My dad is really trying to ruin my life..." Israel hissed into the phone and then the renting began.

"Oh hell no. how is he going to tell you what college you're going to go to?! This is your future your life! He can't make this decision for you I don't care if he your father." Jasmine yelled pacing around Israels room back-and-forth. "I tried to tell him that but he refuses to listen! It's like talking to a brick wall." Israel spoke sadly, trying hard to stop her voice from cracking. She gulped harshly, trying to Swallow the lump in her throat.

"Aw don't cry Izzy, you're gonna make me cry and you know how ugly I look crying..." Jasmine said putting on a dramatic pout making Israel choke up a laugh.

"Yeah...don't cry..." Israel laughed sadly. Jasmine bite her lip and patted her back trying to console her as more tears fall from her eyes. She covered her face with her hands, letting a sob that's she's been holding in all day.

"I'm sorry I just don't know what I'm going to do, they control everything I do. I'm eighteen and can't even go to the drugstore with them questioning when I'm going to be back. Honestly there was no point in even buying me that car if I can't even drive it?" She sighed shaking her head.

"I can't take it anymore, they're driving me crazy I just want to get away from them for a day without calling me all day." Jasmine gasped as I lightbulb went off in her head. "Oh my gosh tomorrow night my best friend jade is throwing a house party you should come with me it would be so fun Izzy!" She bounced on Israel's bed clapping her hands like a mad women.

"Tuh And you think my parents are going to let me go there?" Israel slumped down into her bean bag choir rolling her eye like jasmine was crazy to any think her parents would allow that after everything she just told her they be bugging. "Duh that's why we're gonna sneak you outta of the house-" her phone buzz and she hopped us from the bed. "Uh my man just texted me that he wanna see me so...I gotta go but be ready for me to pick you up by 8:30. We're gonna get ready at my house."

"Wait since when do you have a man?" She yelled to her before she left out of her room.

"Oh he's not my man man but he will be soon!" Israel rolled her eyes laughing at her crazy cousin.

"Bye see you tomorrow night"

"Yeah we'll see." She said closing her bedroom door as jasmine let herself out.

Israel plot on her bed with a sigh. "Shit"

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So sorry if the is all over the place lol I tried my best and I had fun writing this and that's all that matters lol. -

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