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[itsrockinronnie]

Clock Repair Efficiency with Ultrasonic Cleaning

In this article, I will outline the reasons for opting to use an ultrasonic cleaner in clock repair, delve into how the unit operates, and provide recommendations for those contemplating the use of an ultrasonic cleaner in their clock workshop. What is an ultrasonic cleaner? An ultrasonic cleaner typically resembles a rectangular tank made of stainless steel. It features a hinged or removable…

[jula483]

tomorrow ♥️

[iamidentical]

my guitar corner

[xshu]

Pork Chops

The Cat likes pork chops, fried or grilled, not so much breaded. The Mouse prefers pork belly. The Cat changed her lunch schedule. Used to be bento Monday through Thursday and no bento Friday, now, Monday and Friday switched. The Mouse picked up grilled pork chops from L & R Drive Inn for The Cat’s Friday bento. Grilled Pork Chop Plate Lunch Since he was there … hee hee, The Mouse picked up a…

[goodgarbs]

Music| PartyNextDoor Offers Latest Single "L o s e M y M i n d" From Upcoming Album

View this post on Instagram A post shared by PARTYNEXTDOOR (@partynextdoor) The music scene is focused on the Hip-Hop war taking place but there is always time for the crooning of a true singer/songwriter and Toronto’s own PartyNextDoor (PND) is back providing R&B vibes. After a very buzzworthy album announcement, PND has unveiled his salacious album artwork along with releasing a few singles…

[angelitam]

Guerlain permet de rayonner au coucher de soleil

Lorsque le soleil se couche, il est possible de rayonner grâce aux produits Guerlain. Guerlain permet de rayonner au coucher de soleil Le rayonnement au coucher de soleil selon Guerlain Des cheveux brillants, un maquillage naturel, un parfum entre ombre et lumière. Comment sublimer ses soirées d’été avec la Maison Guerlain ? Abeille Royale Double R Mask de Guerlain, avec ses miels réparateurs…

[apixellife]

It's the little things

FREE Gestures to lock and unlock your avatars ankles using a key press (defaults to F12). Includes FREE full permission priority 6 animation. Includes notecard with the gestures and animation embedded, so you can share it with your friends by just passing out the notecard. No HUD required.No Scripts required.Does not and can never cause LAG.Does not waste an attachment point.Works with…

[bookloversofbath]

More Rhodesian Senior Schools: Part Two 1950-1982: Contributed Editorial :: Edited by I. P. Maclaren with Supplementary Features by N. D. Atkinson, G. P. L. English & R. H. Campbell

[thepastdied]

🦇M A S T E R L I S T🦇

FICS LABELED (SMUT) ARE OBVIOUSLY 18+

MINORS. DO. NOT. INTERACT.

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(perv!virgin!eddie) Amped Up P1 , (new) Part 2 (smut).

^ Most Popular 🌟 as per your request on the poll, it's pure filth.

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(virgin!eddie) Some Fun (smut)

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(Dark!Eddie) Do You Feel It? P1 P2 (smut)

Eddie is OOC here.

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Can't Shake This Feeling (fluff) 💕

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Drowning in Chocolate (fluff) 💕

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Laughter is the Best Medicine (fluff)💕

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No Filter p1 (fluff with some sexual themes)💕

No Filter p2 (smut)

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It's just platonic, right? (fluff) 💕

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REQUEST: virgin!eddie gets touched for the first time by cheerleader!reader and it doesn't go as planned (Smut)

Short Imagines:

virgin!eddie cumming from touching you for the first time (smut)

Eddie's mama (sad)

Audio Masterlist <-

[the-s1lly-corner]

Cult of the lamb masterlist

Originally I was going to wait until I got all 4 bishops to make this but guys the brainrot is so.. bad.. I'll be sure to edit the opening section once I do get them all though!

That said! Welcome to the COTL Masterlist! Be sure to read the rules in my pinned before requesting! Please send requests to the inbox only!

As of 6/10/24, I only have lamb and the bishops listed however if you want an NPC feel free to ask! AS OF 11/1/24 THIS MASTERLIST IS COMPLETE! RETURN TO THE MASTERPOST FOR VOLUME 2!

LAMBERT

having a soft spot for follower!reader

Comforting the lamb after a nightmare

making them a flower crown

x baby lamb reader platonic hcs

pampering them for a day

saving the reader from being sacrificed

x lamb reader

x isabelle!reader

x guard dog!reader

telling the lamb you have a crush on the bishops

x fran bow reader

flufftober day 29 vacation

NARINDER

follower!reader giving follower!narinder pets and cuddles

sick!follower narinder x follower!reader

♥ y z (fluff alphabet)

m o d w/ narinder (fluff alphabet)

m h g (angst alphabet)

x swan!reader

e j l (angst alphabet)

giving him a gift

flufftober day 12 cooking together

LESHY

Follower!leshy x follower!gardener!reader

X reader who smells nice

W E V (fluff alphabet)

Random thing #15/Holding your face 2: the squeakquel

mutual pining

j c y (fluff alphabet)

x reader who is like sozo

HEKET

crushing on the reader

Y N C (fluff alphabet)

x picky eater reader

k x e (fluff alphabet)

x sweet and soft spoken reader

x overworked and tired reader

x gourmet chef!reader

KALLAMAR

x seamstress cat reader who likes to gossip

x artist reader

f k p (fluff alphabet)

x reader who makes jewelry

Random thing #17/obsessed

Random thing #18/coward

v w j (fluff alphabet)

Random thing #19/earrings

Random thing #20/beauty

x winslow leach!reader

x beef!reader (phantom of the paradise)

flufftober day 18 protecting

SHAMURA

helping them with headaches

Random thing #14/holding your face

♥ y z (fluff alphabet)

talking to them about your interests

Random thing #16/keeping logs

r g w (fluff alphabet)

flufftober day 17 massage

Random thing #21/warmth

x nonbinary reader who is scared of spiders

HELOB

b j l (fluff alphabet)

v w u (fluff alphabet)

SOZO/SOZONIUS

general sozo x reader hcs

BAAL

petting hcs

AYM

flufftober day 23, pillow fight

CLAUNECK

C F O (fluff alphabet)

flufftober day 26 drunken confession

KUDAAI

CHEMACH

JALALA

crushing on the reader

MULTI

follower!bishops x new follower!reckless adventurer!reader

Calling the bishops pretty

one bed trope w/ the bishops

bishops x male golden retriever reader

platonic bishops x kid reader

bishops x baker!reader

giving the bishops flowers

lambert and shamura x winslow leach!reader

kissing baal aym and narinder for the first time

baal and aym x new follower!clumsy!reader

kissing the bishops hands

kallamar and shamura x sick!reader who returns after being MIA

taking leshy and heket back to their old domains

baal aym and kallamar x reader who cant cook

leshy and heket x cursed reader

kallamar shamura and narinder x cursed reader

parent!bishops x child!reader

bishops x reader who wants to sacrifice themselves for a ritual

heket and shamura saving the reader from getting sacrificed by their own cult members

leshy and narinder x reader who loves their plants

shamura kallamar and lambert x reader who has a curse like eda clawthrone

giving the bishops plushies of themselves

leshy and heket when soft spoken!kind!reader snaps

leshy kallamar and lambert x reader who is like emily from hazbin hotel

leshy and shamura when softspoken!reader bursts into tears

lambert matching making you with the bishops but i forgot to amp up the matchmaking

sunshine!reader making friendship bracelets for the bishops

follower!bishops x kind!disciple!reader

[myheadhurtscutely]

With the Band -Rocker!Anakin Skywalker x Reader-

First fic, kinda nervous (>ლ)

C ` Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Summary ` Anakin, your not boyfriend, boyfriend, has been touring around the area lately, and for some reason he seems like he just can't not have all eyes (and hands) on him..

!Warnings! ` Manipulation, Toxic!Anakin, Gaslighting, Love bombing, anakin just being an asshole in general. Cheating?? kinda. ANGST ANGST ANGST, tiny like smut references??

word count ` 1.6k

You guys weren't a thing. You knew that. He definitely made sure you knew that. You were his thing though. You knew that just as clearly.

Anakin had been touring for about three weeks now. His band was still stumbling through here and there, small faults, technical issues, band arguments. You saw it all. You had been there since day one. In highschool Anakin had made up his band consisting of Obi, his bassist. He was a shy kinda guy, didn't say much, but when he did it was nice to hear. His drummer- well nevermind his drummer changed every few weeks. Anakin was as stubborn as he was handsome. He saw it as His band, Obi was the only one who could tolerate his attitude. Anakin of course took the role of lead vocalist AND guitarist.

You had tried to join your freshman year of college as the guitarist, but your best friend, Anakin Skywalker, was just trying to help poor little you stay safe and focused on school. He told you he didn't want grubby hands thinking about you, and perverted eyes, feeling you up. You were just a girl. He made sure you understood. You were reasonably upset by this, but Ani fixed that after a couple of after show parties in the basements of venues... more specifically, the bathrooms.

It started as just a onetime thing. Both of you were intoxicated and you did what two friends, who have had undeniable chemistry since highschool after some alcohol and bud, do. Hook-up. It really was just flings here and there, Anakin bombed a test? Your phone would light up. 'hey r u busy rn?' Sure, you had an eight-page paper due by tomorrow, but yeah besides that you were free. free use. Anakin's drummer he got last Tuesday cussed him out and left? Ding! 'i need you rn'. You couldn't deny you're closest friend comfort. It was a vicious cycle. You felt awful, you really did. It was like you knew what he was doing, but you felt like there was no way out.. besides, he needed you. He also needed the 18 other girls around campus that rotated shifts in his bed when he wasn't playing gigs. But he told you, you were special, he meant it surely.

This night was special. It was the BIG gig. It was in the middle of the tour, the largest number of tickets sold at one of the biggest venues they could book. It was downtown at one of the smaller stages meant for local artist, but it was right next to the college nearby. Prime market. young women. pretty girls. desperate college chicks. Anakin knew what he was after by the end of this show, but you follow him obliviously up the stairs with your "v.i.p." pit pass behind him. Your already ripped stockings tearing on the metal fencing up the stairs. Anakin only hauled his guitar, refusing to help Obi and you carry any of the sound equipment. It's okay though, it's just cause he's hungover and his throats a little sore. Obi-wan grunts, hauling literally everything known to man, amps, cords, a random bass drum? Probably belonging to the drummer that left this past Friday. You held drinks, bags, clothes, food, and some lighting equipment. Anakin insisted on a fog machine also, which conveniently got left at home two hours away. God bless you Obi.

You dropped your stuff and rushed to give Anakin a peck on the cheek, which he quickly dismissed annoyedly. 'He's probably just stressed out,' you fought in an attempt to reason with yourself. After giving Obi-wan a thumbs up and a wishful good luck, you are quickly rushed off the wings of the stage, to the back of the pit. What the fuck? You could b a r e l y see the rail at the front of the stage through the sea of crappy highlights, and slutty tops. Oh well, lights come up, Anakins standing there, soaking up all of it. The attention, the lights, the sounds, the attention, the crowd, the attention, the attention, the attention. Excitement boiled in your stomach. Seeing him in his white tank top, stained with god knows what. His box bleached frosted tips at the very edges of his grown out hair. Sweaty and shiny from the lights, he was a sight to behold. An image to have every man and woman on their knees begging for a peek. You and Anakin knew that.

The set started out with his earlier tracks inspired by the likes of deftones and superhaven. His sweat dripped down from his chin, to his angular neck. His adams apple dancing with the runs erupting from his vocals. No one could admire him as deeply as you did. No one could appreciate his stage presence the way you did. Like the way the spotlight, contrasted harshly with his tanned skin, highlighting his carved cheeks and white teeth.

As he continued, you began to push your way to the front, fighting as if it was a ragging mosh pit at a Victoria's Secret perfume clearance sale. Clouds of vapor and smoke raised high creating Anakin's own fog machine. Second hand highs at these shows were a guarantee. Still pushing past sweaty bodies, with heavy drums and piercing guitar pounding in your ears, you slowly became disoriented. It was as if it was all hitting you, the meds were wearing off or something. you were suffocating, drowning in a large sea, with your only chance of safety just a few inches ahead.

You grab the rail.

Consciousness is regained and so is your composure. Smeared sweaty make up, clouds your vision, but you saw. You saw clear as day. He had leaned down from the stage and kissed her. Kissed her. Right on the lips. This was his song about you. You were the one with the beautiful eyes he sang about. You were the one he made listen to the strumming pattern of it till you could recite it like a scale. It was yours. For once it was yours. From him.

Glitter rained into your watery eyes, what a poor style choice. If only you would've known he'd kiss a beautiful brunette girl halfway through his set, you probably would've chosen a more neutral palette. Chasing whatever air remained in the world, you gasped, running out from the exit doors. It was already late. The only light illuminating onto your back was the exit sign and a streetlamp on the other side of the alley. The bands van was parked crookedly in a nook between the garbage cans and the dented fire hydrant. locked. Yay! and it was raining. You started to think that maybe you were in a dramatic romance novel. The rain really was just unnecessary. Regardless, you rampaged back into the back door, left unlocked in case of a fire. Storming up the steps, you could hear the unplugging of a turned on amp, causing a shrill amongst the chatty, squealing crowd. Anakin's figure became visible from the wings, Obi-wan following in after him. Without a thought going through your mind, you ran right up to him and slapped his chest. His head snapped in your direction, with his attention previously being on the cheering crowd behind him.

"Hey! What the fuck is your problem?" His arms throw themselves up in frustration.

"Don't play dumb with me, you fucking kissed her! You kissed her Anakin? You, you said that wouldn't happen." Your voice quivered as he mumbled, guiding the both of you out the door and into the rain, away from the scene you had just caused backstage.

His arms swarm you like an unwelcome crowd of bats. clouding your vision. In more ways than one. You thrashed but only for a second before completely crumbling in the man's arms. Sobs stained his disgusting tank top. Your cries drowned by the leaving crowd at the front of the building, and the heavy downpour casting you and Anakin in your own little shell.

"You know better than to expect me not to push the bands publicity. It might be better for you just to stay backstage from now on. Or go stay with one of your other guys when I do shows." How did his snide words warm you so sincerely...? He was right though. You knew better. You couldn't be upset; it was for the band. After he made it big, he'd be yours and yours alone. You knew the deal.

"m' sorry Ani, I just-"

"Don't call me that right now. You hurt my goddamn feelings." He shoves you away from his chest. "I was having a great show and then you came backstage screaming at me, putting on a pathetic show like always." He knew where to plant his knife and how to dig it around inside you. It cut you up completely. Every time.

You couldn't do anything but sob. Every show you'd go into it expecting a different outcome. You were the stupid one. You were the idiot. It was your fault. He was right and you knew it. There was nothing you could say to combat it. You just cried.

He paused for a moment. The both of you standing in the pouring rain. You, staring at the ground as he watched the rain fall. "fuck.." you could hear him curse under his breath.

"I'm sorry Anakin. really." He said nothing, dragging you back into his chest, kissing your forehead, swaying the both of you back and forth. His wet hair, dripping onto your nose after he pulls away slightly.

"Look at me," he takes your cheeks in his hands, "It's gonna be okay, just try to be better for me next time 'kay?" He finishes it off with a soft kiss to your puffed and dry lips.

"I love you." He hums in a lack of response.

Notes ` first fic, longer than i meant it to be, proof read before bed, so barely, thank youu <3 (hell if its anakin skywalker i will let him act this way, sure young man, be outta pocket..)

[itsrockinronnie]

More advanced clock repair tools for the budget minded and those of you who can afford the extra cost

Antique clocks are not only valuable as historical artifacts but also as complex machines that require precise repair and maintenance. To ensure their longevity and functionality, clock repairers need to have access to advanced tools that can help them diagnose and fix various issues. From ultrasonic cleaners to digital calipers, the modern clock repairer has an array of high-tech tools at their…

[boys-will-dismember-boys]

I made an art piece

It's about trans people and the nebulous of womanhood and my gender and :)

The silhouette is mine. I love it :)

Works Cited:

Benaway, Gwen. “A transgender poet reflects on her first year of experiencing womanhood.” CBC Arts, 2 March 2017, www.cbc.ca/amp/1.4006567

Gibson, Andrea. “My Gender is the Undoing of Gender” YouTube, uploaded by Button Poetry, 26 May 2022, www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8NvkY15yGs.

Levitt, Heidi M., and Maria R. Ippolito. “Being Transgender: The Experience of Transgender Identity Development.” Journal of Homosexuality, vol. 61, no. 12, 2014, pp. 1727–58, doi.org/10.1080/00918369.2014.951262.

Personal interview. 26 February 2024.

Rees, Yves. “Feminism beyond the Binary.” Lilith: A Feminist History Journal, vol. 28, no. 28, 2022, pp. 123–27, doi.org/10.22459/lfhj.28.10.

Stewart, D-L. “Scenes from a Black trans life” YouTube, uploaded by TED, 11 August 2020, www.youtube.com/watch?v=epUmQP6VuDs.

Wright, Mars. “Trans Joy is Resistance.” ProjectQ Community Center, Los Angeles, March 2022.

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[xshu]

Spicy Eggplant

Not too much to post today. The Mouse picked up an order of spicy eggplant from L&R Drive In. Spicy Eggplant The Cat thinks L&R Drive In makes one of the best spicy eggplant dishes. The Mouse cannot duplicate this, cannot get the temperature high enough at home, let the professionals do it. 🙂 Be well, eat well. The Mouse Lahaina/Maui Strong.

[lizzisimss]

2023 Summer Outfits part 1 CC List:

1: simstrouble_FemaleHair_CharlineV3, serenity_x_sentate_KeiraVest, Trillyke_Mercy_Skirt, [Kamiiri] Celestia_Boots, serenity_AriScarf

2: [arethabee] carly hair, serenity_FayeAnimeTop_Solids, serenity_ParachutePants, AdrienPastel x IrmaSneakers, [arethabee] amore belt v2, daylifesims_yfHat_ninapearls

3: TwistedCat_Coco_Hair_V2, TwistedCat_Coco_Hair_Bowaccessory, euno 22 0909 cardigan &amp; skirt outfit, Trillyke_Switch_Platform_Heels

4: simstrouble_FemaleHair_NaiaV2, Trillyke_Daisy_Cropped_Top, [Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla] Spring Skirt, [Jius]KnittedSocks04, [Jius]AnkleStrapClogSandals01, grafity_SelenHandbag

5: [greenllamas] Faerie Set - Lia_Hair_V1, [AH00B]-JasmineHairclips, GCSTop_Sep22SatinJacquardLeopard, AdrienPastel x MarnetteJeans, [Jius]SuedePumps02

6: simstrouble_FemaleHair_SeonaV2, adrienpastel_dress_electra, [Jius]FlatSandals02, SLYD_Chloe_Bag_Drew_Crossbody

7: [oydis] Undine Hair merged, [RIMINGS] Ribbed off-shoulder Crop Top, serenity_x_sentate_AnnieSkirt_Long_Denim, [Jius]LowTopSuedeSneaker01-Female

8: daylifesims_yfHair_winx_flora, [greenllamas] SLASHER_Amandla_Top, [arethabee] jessica tied shirt accessory, Sentate-2023-MeadowShorts, Solistair_ToastyToes_07_UnderKnee_MF_Hibiscus, [arethabee] teddy hat, [Jius]WesternBoots02

Body: Pralinesims_Nails_Female_N27_SugarMilk, heihu-niunai_cleavageoverlay_mouthcrease, nesurii_lightitup-highlight,  Pralinesims - UltimateEyebrowCollection_MaxisMatch (N134 Jana), Pralinesims - UltimateEyelinerCollection (N18 Elysium, N44 VEOX), PYXIS - ToTheBone_Nosemasks, [ajduckie] Honey Skinblend

Makeup: [ d r e a m g i r l ] 3 D_l a s h e s_V6, JH [COSMETICS] EYESHADOW #126, JH [COSMETICS] LIPSTICK #135, Pralinesims_Lip_N236_LucidDream, LS Sweet Love Eye Shadow Palette, [greenllamas] SLASHER_Siren_Eyeliner, breezytrait petals makeup pack (merged), TwistedCat_Glow_Eyeshadow, Twistedcat_Prism_Eyeshadow, Twistedcat_Stalker_Eyeshadow, Twistedcat_Stalker_Lipstick, [PEACHYFAERIE] BE MINE BLUSH (MM) (HUGS AND KISSES), PFTflushesdblush, serenity_Anise_Lipgloss, 4w25 - CutenessIntensifiesBlush, Pralinesims - UltimateEyelinerCollection, GPME - Nose Blush, PS - BlushN29, RemusSirion - Lipstick_233-Proteomics

Accessories: serenity_EvaEarrings, simstrouble_SummerFlow_Earrings_Sunshine, [boonstow] luna moth earrings 2, [arethabee] starr earrings, Pralinesims - UltimateEarringCollection, Pralinesims - UltimateNecklaceCollection_Female, PS - CactusNecklace

Tray files are available on my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/lizzisimss

Please consider supporting if you wish :)

[princessbiteme0o0]

You Never Come Back From a Loss Like Him… (IDEK x reader-ish-)

MAJOR. SPOILERS. FOR MW3.

(A/N): It’s been since the preorder release day since I’ve played the campaign fully of MW3 and I’m still heartbroken over what happened with Soap. Ugly cried for 45 minutes, took out the disc and nearly snapped it in half at what shit, so have this sad, gut wrenching, heartbreaking example of how I think Price would’ve told Soap’s significant other if he had one… it’s short, I’m sorry, but god I’m so sad about this shit.

Summary: DO NOT read this if you haven’t played MW3 or don’t know how it ends. That’s all I can really say… But I’m upset, you’re upset. Everyone. Is. Fucking. Upset.

WARNINGS: S P O I L E R S, Major character death, I can’t do this anymore guys, if TikTok gives me another edit of Soap’s death I’m gonna fucking cry again. I didn’t realize I was still so upset about a fictional character dying. It’s just- idk bro. Too. Fucking. Much.

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She knew something was wrong. She knew something had happened. It had been five days since she heard from him. Her heart rested heavy in her stomach as she constantly paced the living room waiting for his call. All day. All night. But she hadn’t heard a single whisper of a ring from the phone. The only thing she could hear was her heart thumping in her ears.

The first day everything was fine…

“I love you, Sweetie. I’ll call ye when I get back to base.” His Scottish accent rang through the phone making her smile to herself.

“I love you too babe… Please be careful; ya know me and little bean need you home safe.” Her voice softly begged him through the line, holding her round belly in her palm, gently massaging it in reassuring circles for both her mental stability and their baby’s.

“I’ll never let you down, Darlin’.” He chuckled through the line before hanging up.

The second day was also normal, but she was still bustling around the house to find things to do to distract herself. She one it was a dangerous mission and her nerves were amped up being in her finally trimester of pregnancy.

The third day was when she knew something was wrong. She bit on her nails and nearly tugged her hair out as she remembered back to the day they first met.

“What’s yer name, Lass?” Johnny asked, sliding into the bar stool beside hers. Turning to look at him, a small smirk on her lips as her eyes flashed up to his Mohawk. He grinned like a Cheshire Cat when he saw her eyes moving up to his hair. “Ya like my hair, hmm?”

“Mmh no.” She grinned back at him as he feigned hurt and she giggled at his little act. The second he heard her sweet little giggle, he knew he was fucked.

“Well that’s a wee bit hurtful, don’tcha think?” He placed a hand over his heart and she outright laughed, making him chuckle along with her.

“Maybe you’re right. Let me make it up to you and buy you a drink.” She says with a wink.

“Iddn’t that s’posed to be my line?” He asks with a hearty laugh and he doesn’t miss the wink that she gives him.

“Maybe if you’re old fashioned.”

The fourth day is when the tears came. She knew something was wrong; Johnny never went this long without some type of communication. He always wanted to give her peace of mind. Her stomach churned as she paced back and forth in front of the couch, tears of nervousness pricking at the corners of her eyes. She never wanted him to go on this mission; he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone what his missions were, but he always told her. Having said that, she knew this man was dangerous.

It was cresting into the fifth night when the doorbell rang. She nearly launched herself at the door in hopes that Johnny was there to surprise her. Swinging the door open, her eyes were met with John Price.

“No… No, no, no.” She muttered out, her vision becoming blurry and her mind going blank.

“I’m so sorry…” Price whispers out, making her choke out a sob. Falling to her knees, Price carefully grabs her and falls to his knees with her to insure her safety and prevention of any injury. The guilt had been eating him alive. Johnny saved his life; sacrificed himself for Price and that alone made coming to her to tell her the news even harder. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing into his chest.

“But, but he promised.” She choked out in between her cries and whimpers.

“I know, Sweetheart… I know.”