#just so y’all know i am deeply in love with leon

[jvsons]

Hey y’all!

Quick little check-in as to where my updates are going from here since I’ve made some changes.

- First off, my upcoming series Figure 9 will be put on hold. The reason for this is mainly because I don’t have the time to write out something that in depth right now, so I’ll be writing smaller stuff until I can get there.

- The second thing I have to say is that I’ll probably be throwing some random stuff onto my AO3 soon (surprisingly I have not forgotten about it), mainly because I’m not super into DC right now and want to write for some other fandoms. If you’re curious, I’m really into DBH and RE at the moment so I may write about them for the time being.

Of course, if you have any requests about DC or the two games I just mentioned feel absolutely free to send them in. My AO3 is linked in my welcome page so you can check for updates, and as always, hope y’all are well!

[lemon-writings]

Hamish Update Pt. III

Genre: Literary fiction // Word count: 77,037

Here we are! Chapters VII-IX! I’ve written these chapters really recently, so I can go a little more in-depth with the process. The second half of this book (and specifically this particular trio of chapters, for some reason) is definitely the part I’m most proud of. Writing everything coming to fruition is just so satisfying. Is this what people who write books with actual plot feel like? Because it makes me consider writing books with real plot.

But in all honesty, I really enjoy writing this part of Hamish. I’m super happy with how everything’s turning out. One problem I do have with the latter half is that it is super depressing to write all the time, especially with the amount of rain we’ve been getting in Ohio right now (we love depression), so it is taking me a little longer to write than normal, since I keep sidetracking with random projects to try taking my mind off the deeper things. But when I am working on it, the words just flow. It’s beautiful.

Chapter VII

Epitaph: “I’m a strange new kind of inbetween thing aren’t I? Not at home with the dead nor with the living.”-Anne Carson, Antigone

Here is what’s been building this entire time: the funeral. That, and everything funerals entail, with the Celebration of Life and whatnot. The first time I wrote this, I read the funeral scene to my mom in full detail, and she started crying, because it reminded her of her father’s funeral. I, personally, loathe funerals, for what boils down to the fact that I am greatly horrified by being in the same room as someone who I once knew to be alive. That, and the crippling fear of death most people experience at least once in their lives.

There’s also a lot of Horacio’s... fantasies. There’s something deeply personal about the way I write him, sometimes, that makes rereading certain parts difficult. Horacio, in his darkest moments, feels he deserves bad things happening to him, nearly craves them, and he hates himself for it. The amount of self-loathing in this work is high.

Excerpts: 

Horacio, as always, is concerned about Hamish’s state of being alive, because that man always looks halfway dead, and at times, he’s more ghost than living person

The question of if you were dead or alive laid on my tongue, begging to be asked. Maybe I should’ve asked you. Maybe I should’ve checked your pulse. Maybe I should’ve laid my head on your chest and listened to your heartbeat. Maybe I should’ve left with you then and there and avoided the trap Leon kept guiding us to.

Hot take from a Farm Child: broken machinery is one of the most haunting things you can ever see. I could probably wax poetic about how terrible their beauty is, but I really don’t think anyone wants to hear about farm machines for three hours. (On a completely serious note, my uncle’s coat got tangled in a grain auger yesterday, and he could have died. Be safe around farm machinery. Please. It can be really dangerous, even if you’ve been around it for 60+ years.)

Leon’s descriptions are always some variant of men thinking being tall is intimidating. 

Leon bared his teeth once more, the animalistic beauty of it all making me wonder where Leon ended and his rage began. Primal is often used as a way to pull down others, to say you are not advanced the way I am, but Leon’s rage seemed like an advancement of humanity, a way of saying I have advanced my own humanity through my anger. He was gorgeous in the same way broken tractors on the side of the road are, monolithic kings taken over by the passage of time, their steel teeth rusty and eternal.

Did I reference “Father” by Warsan Shire? Yes. Yes, I did. Hamish is a huge Warsan Shire fan, because, like, it has his vibes. 

You recited a poem about fathers, about death, about life, speaking it as if it were scripture. When you finished, you began again. Or perhaps you never ended, speaking this poem forwards, then backwards, then repeating cyclically.

Yeet.

Chapter VIII

Epitaph: “I could be a wolf for you. I could put my teeth on your throat. I could growl. I could eat you whole. I could wait for you in the dark. I could howl against your hair.”-Catherynne M. Valente, “The Red Girl”, The Bread We Eat in Dreams

There’s a lot of plot stuff that happens in this chapter, so unfortunately, I do have to be a little shorter when it comes to this summary, but let it be said that I am not meant to be a thriller/action author. Do I enjoy watching Indiana Jones and Star Wars? Yes, I do. Should I be writing anything close to that? Absolutely not. It takes a lot of effort to do, and even with that, I would say that any sort of action scene I write is... not exactly “half-baked”, but most certainly not up to par with the rest of my writing. I’ll need to edit this chapter heavily the next time I go through Hamish.

That being said, there are moments in this chapter that I am proud of. Horacio and Ofelia’s interactions in this chapter are some of my favorites, just because they’re some of the only characters in this book who don’t violently hate/distrust each other.

Excerpts: 

When I mentioned kudzu to my mother, she mentioned it was an invasive species she’d seen a lot of during her time in the south, which just confirmed that it was a great metaphor to use. That’s always a sign, right?

I looked down at the flowers, then at her, wiser than anyone I’d ever met, the freedom ripping open her seams like something terrible and sharp, the parts of her that were so carefully cultivated spilling out of her like kudzu.

Horacio feels like he’s the only real person in a world of ghosts. The disconnect between Horacio and the people around him is heavily based upon the first time I disassociated. We watched the Blue Man Group in Chicago on a music/Spanish department trip, and the second I walked out of the building, I thought I was a freaking ghost. I had my first panic attack at 14 because I didn’t know if I was actually experiencing life. It was a wild experience.

Next to Ofelia, I looked out of place. Ofelia was hazy and magical in her presence, looking more like a dreamy memory than a real person, as if I touched her, my hand would touch only air. I was the solid type of real, unfortunately. Tall and unnaturally skinny, with a gritty, starving look to myself, the two of us next to each other were like a pastel-covered, out-of-focus impressionist painting next to a photograph of childhood labor in Industrial Revolution-era factories.

There’s also a confrontation with Leon that has some, um, spoilery moments. Leon is an asshole. I kind of love him.

Chapter IX

Epitaph: “[Grief is pain internalized, abscess of the soul. Anger is pain as energy, sudden explosion.]”-Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies

Again, there’s a lot going on in this chapter. A lot. Marcus the bodyguard makes another appearance (underappreciated character of the book) and acts as a guardian angel. Bless Marcus. Seriously.

This chapter is more introspective than the last, so I enjoyed writing it a bit more. Or... a lot more, actually. I was not created to write action scenes, and I accept my fate. Horacio’s musings on fate are long-winded and beautiful and what I’m meant to write. It’s just a chapter of him reflecting, pining, and wishing he was in a different situation. Which. Fair.

Moments like this make me realize I am a cruel god who treats her characters terribly.

Excerpts: 

Starting this chapter strong with the true weighted blanket: death.

Death cloaked me like your blanket.

As I said before, Marcus? Underutilized character. I use him as much as I can, but the plot makes it difficult to use him as much as I wish. He’s the man we deserve.

Marcus was smart, was good at playing the game we all played without making it apparent that he was playing it. He knew what he was doing. “I want the best for Hamish,” Marcus said. He looked into my eyes. “You do, too.”

Horacio takes a moment to think awful, rage-colored thoughts about the people around him, which are, of course, one of my favorite things to wax poetic about. He’s a salty man, and he has all rights to be, because this entire work is just “things to be salty about, the novel”. Poor Horace. He just wants to live in a gay daydream, but he’s stuck in a nightmare. 

(Not to sound too Midwestern, but OPE, the shade.)

These people played their sick, twisted games like gods, forcing everyone to play along for their survival while they watched and knew exactly what they were doing to the rest of us mortals around them. In that moment, I was filled with the type of righteous anger that made me understand why people were drawn to religion. I wanted a higher power to strike them down, to make an example of them all, to say don’t do this, or you’ll end up like them.

I sounded like my parents, like all the religious nuts I’d ever met, the ones who said that those who didn’t fall their doctrine were inferior, were going to die, and suffer for being different. Is that how it begins? Is anger the true root of all cruelty?

That last line, is anger the true root of all cruelty? was probably my favorite line when I first wrote Hamish. It’s sort of become a thesis statement for Horacio’s past and the way he sees the world. 

Lastly, of course, we have

The Jams

We have a fine selection of songs here, a lot from my Lucy playlist (Lucy has one of my favorite playlists I’d ever made).

Oh No!!! - grandson

Temple Priest (feat. Paul Wall & Kota the Friend) - MISSIO

Destroy Me - grandson

BTSTU - Jai Paul

Seven Devils - Florence + The Machine

Pretty Little Head - Eliza Rickman

That’s the tea, y’all. If you’re interested in this and hearing writing updates for Hamish, then ask to be added to the tags list!

[tinylilemrys]

Merlin 3x13 “The Coming of Arthur: Part 2” Highlights

The way Leon’s majestic hair bounces in silhouette

Is this the scene that started the Morgana and Leon ship? Is it just because they interact here?

Jesus, they really just drop you straight into the action this episode

Morgana knowing that the knights will never switch allegiance to save themselves so instead firing crossbows at the people in the crowd is why she’s such a great villain

Much like Morgana, I’m not buying Uther’s “those people are innocent” schtick. That’s never been a concern of his before

Merlin trying to cheer Arthur up with his annoying servant routine and then immediately switching to wise and authoritative advisor when he realises that isn’t working, and Arthur actually listening to what he has to say because even though he might not know why, he deeply values Merlin’s counsel

The backstory drop that Leon and Gwen grew up together is the fucking best

Imagine them as tiny little tykes jumping over rocks and laughing together as they swordfight

(It’s 100% the reason that I ship her and Sir Leon post-finale)

UGH THE FUCKING VIAL

IT UPSETS ME SO MUCH

IT COULD HAVE BEEN SO HELPFUL IN THE FINALE

Oh man, I love seeing Gwen smithing. Is there anything Gwen wouldn’t be able to take in her stride in order to get shit done?

(The answer, of course, is no)

AND THEN THE MOTHERFUCKING VIAL SMASHES BECAUSE OF COURSE IT DOES

Look, I love Freya as much as the next person, but this was such a frustrating time to use this

Coming this fall: How To Wear Down Your Dragon Until He’s Resigned To Helping You

OH LOOK THE DRAGON JUST AIRLIFTED MERLIN TO LAKE AVALON

I CAN’T IMAGINE ANY OTHER TIME IN THE SERIES WHERE THIS WOULD BE A USEFUL THING FOR HIM TO DO

Super magic tracking roofies are creepy y’all

Arthur and Merlin’s little exchange where Arthur kind-of-but-not-really thanks him for the advice is adorable

Watching Merlin getting to wield Excalibur for a while is pretty damn cathartic

Percy causes a rock fall and Gwaine’s reaction is like “I don’t know who he is, but I like him already” and my shipper heart can’t

(in case it wasn’t obvious by now, I ship pretty much every ship on this show)

Also, in case I haven’t said it before, Arthur definitely has a crush on Lancelot

Percy’s armour never fails to make me smile. They really couldn’t find mail big enough to fit him so they belted two together and got rid of the arms. Bless

This round table scene is so great, but I am a little salty that the scene where Arthur tells Merlin to sit was cut

All the knights standing up to pledge their loyalty to Arthur and their mission and Merlin waiting on Arthur to call on him before being like “Nah, don’t really fancy it” and then the little nod of understanding they exchange when he too stands is one of my favourite moments on this show. It perfectly sums up what makes it so special

Lancelot and Merlin’s sleepover conversation is so cute. I love their friendship so much. It’s so good that Merlin has someone to talk to about his magic issues

How is every single one of Gwen and Arthur’s kisses so beautiful??

(Also Lance’s face as he watches them is such a gut-punch)

(Poor dude)

Gaius loves his reckless, magic son so much y’all ;___;

Gwaine whistling at the soldiers to get their attention and his cheeky grin as he runs to get them to chase him

Lance and Merlin fighting together like the badasses they are

Uther actually apologising, even though it’s not the opportune time

Gaius full-on has a “Not my son, you bitch” moment and I’m living

Have you ever been so mad that you made the walls collapse in on you?

Oh man, the Knights are my favourite. I can’t wait to scream about them more

Merlin and Arthur’s quiet little moment on the steps of the castle is so beautiful

That badass shot of Gwen leading the Knights into the courtyard is so fucking wonderful

Gaius giving Merlin a ‘well done’ after all he accomplished is so lovely

I really enjoyed how in the show it was Merlin that put the sword in the stone. It’s a great way to show how powerful his magic has become and sets things up really nicely for the next season

That’s season three y’all! Only two more to go

< 3x12

[polygamyff]

19. Part 2

This is such a surprise to me, I didn’t even know what to wear so I only have this brown dress and sneakers. I have put the bare minimum make up on so shades it is, let’s get this over with. Leon ain’t shit, he is just happy to do some shopping for himself and it’s on Maurice. I bet Nalah did drag that card from him, closing my bedroom door “I don’t have much to wear, I just found this but let’s go” placing my phone in my bag “you look good though, you are naturally beautiful, I mean once I take this face off it’s crazy. You’ll see my uneven skin tone and freckles, just like Maurice but you look so good” Nalah complimented me “thank you so much and don’t put yourself down, you look bomb, I be jealous of your diamonds” placing my bag on the table “that going to be you next, trust me” she got up from the couch “let��s go and cute apartment, cute friend too. He’s funny” Leon is something else “she called me funny” he said to me “she did stupid, but thanks. You want me to drive? Or do you?” I asked “SUV boo, it’s outside” picking my bag up from the table, this is going to be different. It’s going to be eventful, I get to know his sister but I am shocked. Tiffany said she is a bitch but look at her, she wants to shop with us.

Nalah sat right next to me in the back, not saying it’s bad but it’s a little close “oh yeah, my brother told me to say hi to Bonita, the one in her stomach which I won’t attempt but just thought I would say it” my heart literally missed a beat hearing those words, I feel a little emotional. Swallowing hard “thank you” smiling wide “he would be talking to my stomach saying that, he embarrasses me. He does it in public too” I giggled saying, my eyes are all teary now “seriously? What a weirdo, I can never imagine him like that. Honestly, this is different to hear” Nalah must see a different side to him “he is really like that, at my work. He would be like you saved a life today? And I was like yeah, the guy is alive, he just started praising our daughter saying look at how clever you are baby, saving lives already. I was like stop it, we are in the middle of the hospital” shaking my head laughing, both Leon and Nalah are laughing but it’s funny cute “wow, that is different. I don’t see my brother like that, he would never do such a thing. Look stupid, but I guess that is what happens when you are in love, and he’s deeply in there. I really want to see that you know, awww he’s such a loser” Maurice won’t be amused I told her this but I find it adorable, my man being the cutest “I think of my brother as he wears his heart on his sleeve but he hid that away, I know he did that because dad never allowed him to show feelings. It’s the work he’s in, you have to be hard faced. He’s actually a mommy’ boy too, my mom is always like my baby, look at him and then me it’s like hi Nalah but I can honestly say Maurice has showed me care just we wasn’t allowed to be together as siblings and be there for each other, it was always Maurice has to be away with dad” Maurice really got secluded from his siblings.

Sitting down in this cafe on Melrose “drink?” Nalah pointed at me asking “just water” can’t be having coffee now “no cake? You have to have cake, I will get you something and Leon” I do want cake but I don’t want to be a fat bitch anymore “a large Latte please” Leon is loving life “Nalah!” I shouted “yes boo?” It’s wrong she is paying “let me pay for this, please” getting up from the chair “why? I ain’t paying either, Maurice is” she cackled walking off “I fucking love her” Leon said as I sat back down “that she is spending my man’ money?” Leon gasped “ok bitch, she just gives me that bad bitch vibe. She is the bomb, if I saw her on the streets I wouldn’t want to approach her but she is actually nice” my smile grew, he is right “I wonder why she came and not Maurice?” Pouting my lips out “she did say she wants to get to know me, not a bad thing right?” Looking that over at Leon “she wants to be involved in that baby’ life, not a bad thing at all. So the interview? Did you get wet just watching him?” Leon is nasty “maybe” I said with a smirk “I can tell you got so angry though, when he said wife. But he honestly looked so uncomfortable, you the only wife for him so stop it” Nodding my head Leon is right, I have to stop these thoughts and think of it as he wants me which he does want me.

Nalah placed my water down on the and then some beautiful piece of cake “that looks so moist!” I had to say it, cravings are kicking in bad “best cakes they make, I love a good coffee and cake before I shop. You see me, I ain’t skinny, I love my fat ass and eating cake” Nalah is funny, she is making me laugh “but you’re not huge, you have a good ass on you” which she does “thank you but eat up, I wish I was pregnant so I could eat doubles” Nalah shuffled her chair in “I feel the baby is already huge so no, I cannot be doing that. I feel like I am with my stomach poked out already, I don’t know but I am trying to not be double. I eat a lot at night, I have a feeling that this baby is awake at night because I eat so much, the baby I can feel move more. I hope Maurice is ready, he can stay awake” all of a sudden I’m her fried, she got me cake. I feel like a fat bitch for this “I believe in you Robyn, he will do it. He adores you so much” it’s weird to hear it from someone else.

I think I just orgasmed eating that cake, I never come here but I will be now “but seriously, how did you get Maurice’ card? I can’t imagine him letting it go that easily?” Leon asked “I just said to him, ok I may have told a lie but he knows me. I said it’s for the baby” she used my baby already “he believed me it’s fine, he did say. Not a lie, get Robyn something from me so I need to choose it, sorry. Don’t be feeling shy with me now” I am not like that, I just feel like this is not real “I won’t girl, where have you been all my life!” Leon is a such a bitch “don’t forget me ok?” I pointed at myself “you don’t get friends in the life I live, you get fake friends that want to use you. It makes me sad because I can’t find a man, they say it’s me I am a bitch but it’s not. They can’t handle that I don’t need them, all I want is love and they cannot give me that because they just want to use me for my money, well mostly name. This one guy I thought we was getting on, I would take him shopping and then Malik kept on saying he is using you and then he just upped and left, then I found out it was because my brothers threatened him and he just went because they said you either marry my sister or don’t be with her at all, he wasn’t real. So yeah” that is horrible “why are people like that?” I’m asking like she knows “people are cruel girl” she’s not wrong, I need to hook her up with a man. That is on my list.

I feel annoyed at myself, I don’t feel I made the effort at all, I am a mess “shall we see if DASH got anything nice, those Kardashians can’t dress for shit but will look in there” never been here “or maybe not” Nalah said as she stopped abruptly “what is it?” I asked “actually screw them, come” Nalah continued to walk inside “it’s just some trash I have seen” Nalah said ever so loud as she walked inside I soon realised what she meant, imagine that. Seeing the two bitches that tried to harm me, I have the right mind to beat their ass. I felt the anger enter me, walking off towards them “no, fuck them” Tiffany stared at me, taking my shades off “come, you have more class Robyn” Leon held onto my arm “Bianca!! Girl, this is my. Robyn, come here! Don’t pay them no mind” Nalah waved me over, I am so angry I want to scream why. I cannot believe she tried that’s shit with me “so anyways, this is Robyn. We came out here to get some things. Bitch you need to show me the new shit in the back” I want to kill Tiffany and it’s not because of me but she tried to harm my baby.

I am so not in in the mood to shop now after that bullshit with Tiffany and Deja, now they best friends, they didn’t even like each other and Deja bitched about Tiffany, bitches ain’t fucking shit in this lifetime at all. I wanted to fight Tiffany, why didn’t I do it and now I’m angry at myself for this “we are in Fendi and you’re angry?” Leon said into my ear in a whisper “I am angry at the fact I did not fight her, she was there. She tried to hurt my baby and I feel like I let it happen. I am so stressed Leon, I feel like I didn’t do anything” Leon rolled his eyes at me “listen to me woman! You are pregnant, you can’t do shit. So please” Leon is so sick of me “buy anyways, you like this top?” Leon is already getting things “look at what auntie Nalah has got her” looking away from Leon and seeing this pink and white baby grow “awwww my, look at that. That is so adorable” touching the arms “maybe that’s too tiny, get a bigger size. I am guessing that this baby might be big. That is so sweet Nalah, actually the first piece of clothing you know” my daughter going to have some pretty ass dresses “I won’t buy anything more, Maurice said to buy you things. Not the baby so I will stop” Nalah is going to spoil this girl “pick something now Robyn” she walked off, the store assistant followed her, she is known.

I really didn’t want to buy things, the jacket alone is like two thousand pounds but Nalah will not drop it so I got a jacket and bag. That alone was terribly expensive “y’all have Instagram?” Nalah said as the bags got loaded into the SUV “yes I do, I mean I kind of use it” Nalah spun around with the camera facing us “oh no sweetie, I don’t look good” turning around hitting into Leon “oh stop it girl, we shopping bitch!” Leon cheesed turning me back around “serve face, come on. You look like a hard faced bitch with those shades on anyways, come on” Nalah took the picture, I just didn’t smile “ok, I am not here for this I don’t look good bullshit. You are actually very pretty” seeing Victoria Secrets “I want to go there” I pointed out changing the subject, I am feeling very horny and to make him stay in one place I can use myself for this.

Maybe I shouldn’t bring his sister with me but she is here now “I noticed how I can make him stay in one place” looking through the line “sex” I will work this “well the power of a woman is their vagina, you go girl. I mean that will really work but honestly, my brother would stay with you either way. He does adore you” I am sure he does “this should work” holding up this red burlesque style lingerie with a split in the middle of the lace top which exposes my stomach, matching thong too “you will look bomb in that, you need to wear those red heels!” Leon spat, he is right. My red heels “I need to lure him back to LA” I found something so perfect “he should be here for the scan, like we was trying to come up with a plan to get him here but he will, you don’t need to lure him” Nalah is really all for her brother in this, I miss him anyways and I just want to hug him.

I can only imagine how much Nalah is paying for this meal, this food is nice but the portion sizes is not good I want more, I am eating for two here “do you hate my brother for lying to you? Not being around for you?” Nalah asked me, I paused taking a long deep breath “I don’t hate him, hand on my heart I do not. I just want to hold him close and protect him, it makes me so sad how everything is, how he grew up. How your dad makes him feel. The issue of him not being around it upsets me, it makes me feel lonely I would say. I don’t get enough of him, just to wake up to him. Spend a few days, you know. I don’t know, I can’t explain it. I saw him, I saw her there on that stage. I saw the people shout about it, gushing over it. I felt bad, I felt like the woman that is on the side but I am that, I am fine with being a secret because I don’t want to deal with this heir business, I am not about that. The world knows he is married and then it’s me, I will be made out to be the bad person. Then he is a flirt, it could be that stupid old woman that kept touching him on his birthday. God, she just touched him non-stop and he was still a flirt with that but I know he loves me and that is why I back down but I don’t like it but it’s something I am in because I want to see your brother succeed, to see him flourish” that sounded like a rant to me “oh Tina” Nalah chuckled “she is an old woman that wants Maurice, she has too much money. She is a designer, when she has her shows she uses our hotels. I mean I get it, he is the way he is and I don’t think he will change that but Robyn, a man will cheat if he is unhappy. He is not that with you, I can see it. He has changed, I mean with him being married I wish that never happened. It was a stressful time, I am honestly happy that he is happy because it’s his time to be that. What I need to know is that you will ride this out with him” that is a big question to ask, so bluntly too.

“Yes but I just get tired, it’s like us time is him checking his phone and then jumping out of bed. Then the time I am like great, silence we are in bed then I get called in. I get I have been demanding but I just thought tame the beast early but it’s hard, like what am I to him?” I shrugged shaking my head “you have tamed the beast enough to make him move from Texas to LA, to have him travelling like a mad man. You’re his girlfriend Robyn and the only advice I can give you, just stand by him. He is battling a lot of people on the other side, he doesn’t want to upset you and then have my dad start thinking what is he doing and then to clock onto you. I am going to help my brother as much as I can, and honestly the boy loves you so much. Saying all these stupid names, texting me saying don’t get baby things, I am doing it. I will do it, I am coming. I am like who is this man, he has testing times coming up Robyn and it will be when that hotel open in Dubai, he was already saying that is my hotel. I want my daughter there, I said it may not be logical to do but you never know. You don’t think about things like heir but that little girl holds a lot, and especially when Maurice has already decided to give his Bonita whatever the rights. I just feel like with the both of you, you are both so good together. I want for him to make time for you, I can see his schedule now. It’s looking like he can come, as long as things are running fine then he is yours. My brother is sensitive, and I don’t want him to lose his happiness which is you” that is a lot to take in “so what is Noami to him?” I had to ask “his wife which the world knows but nothing, my dad pushes her in his face. I think honestly, they could have worked but it was too much with lies, I do hope this makes you comfortable with me and also shows you that my brother is serious, this ain’t no phase in his life. Like, make sure you buy Robyn something please. That nigga ain’t ever say please to me unless he wants me to make him some damn food” my smile grew, to hear such things, I mean his sister is seeing the difference in him and that is because of me.

That interview was the most pointless shit, I just exposed what we are planning but why should people know that. Picking my suit jacket up from the chair, I just want to go now “you really just going to start your own real estate?” Naomi asked in annoyance “well why not, I need to make sure we the best. Thanks for the tips” winking at her “fuck you” turning around “what did you mean when you’re married it is just on paper?” my dad would bring it up “you should know what that means now, I am only doing what you told me to do. So please, are we done?” eyeballing my dad “you coming London with me” that sounded like a demand “mhmmmm no” walking around him “I am out of here, you want to go so much so you go. I am done, Malik come” I need to finish off a few things here and then I can actually make it for the scan.