#that's what i mean when i say I'm living off crumbs btw

[omarfor-orchestra]

Alright hold on a second

[brick-a-doodle-do]

Well thank you!

How come you're gonna attack my ask box? 👀

I'mma use this to give you a short paragraph now:

Idk if you really got what I was asking completely but I'm gonna do what I meant regardless

(btw your thing being in light mode is a curse to my eyes when I see the screenshots lmao)

Paragraph:

This game had been going on for a while now. The two had been trying to get at each other for similar reasons. Except now night had fallen and the larger was asleep for once, prompting the smaller to sneak grab their sharpened, blade like needle, and head out there. They ran across the floor and expertly got onto the table. Only after jumping the gap to the bed did they start to sneak, being as quiet as possible. Once to the target, the back of the neck, they raised the needle and swung it down to plunge it into the skin...but it never happened. A hand reached around and grabbed them in a loose fist, the larger's crimson eyes staring up after they rolled into their back, holding the smaller above their face. The chilling, cold voice calmly enthused, "Seems I won our little game." Whelp. Guess this was karma for trying a sneak attack.

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I will stop there but I fully combined both of what you mentioned mwahahaha

I love combing two things into one

It could be an au of my original idea...but I mainly didn't mean both the borrower and human being vampires, only one. I don't really think vampires could feed off each other very well. Maybe as a fill in for not having human blood? Hope you like the paragraph I gave you tho...you can do with it what you wish, and yes, I purposely didn't go to the noms part, suffer

(Not rly I just didn't want to put the first attempt in a random paragraph I didn't really intend to continue atm)

Enjoy the paragraph of a story that I didn't detail as much as I could have :P sneak peak of how I write books

yes of course! and i meant i'd attack your askbox with any ideas i had. so like in a /pos way :D

ooooh treated immediately :0 a treat!!

oh my godddd light mode. i have so much to say about this, so just bear with me,,,

i have tried SO many different modes on computer. i LOVE goth rave and could DEFINITELY get used to it, but the activity box! it's so bright!! i have to strain my eyes to even see text 😭 and dark mode i have the same problem with, also it's too dark. low contrast mode looks like it's fucking underwater, cement is WAY too bright, cybernetic is kinda cool but again the activity box sucks and pfps don't go well with the colors (and that pisses me off), canary is blinding, ghost is worse, vampire is cute but the ACTIVITY BOX MY EYES IT'S SO GREY WTF, pumpkin is alr but the orange is overpowering and THE ACTIVITY BOX!!!!!!, snow bright sucks, and pride is just way too wild. so true blue for the win! i will sit with goth rave and see if i can live with it, but for now i'm sticking with light mode as painful as it is (fyi i don't have light mode for ANYTHING else if that eases the pain <3)

OKAY now that that's out of the way!

OHHHHH 3D I LOVE THIS! I LOVE HOW YOU MIXED BOTH PROMPTS TOGETHER AND AJDSJFJ I AM BEGGING FOR MORE SOON! JUST A CRUMB! FEED THE POOR!!!!

ohh okay sorry i totally misinterpreted that :') oh my god totally i didn't even think of that i am stupid for not realizing that would just NOT work DSJFGFJSD

i do love it!!! i'm already hype for more :D

and mmm creative process sneak peak!! fun fun :> and no hard feelings for not wanting to waste your first nom writing on a paragraph that'll be showcased on my blog AAJFD i totally get that lmao

[demeterdefence]

insane to me! how every single time rachel went out of her way to paint demeter as the bad guy she ended up making her MORE sympathetic to the point that i was agreeing with her even when she was going off! like yes objectively parents mess up and it is okay for demeter to be wrong but everything she warned and predicted came true and she never gets an apology! never gets a BREAK im so mad

demeter is literally made by metis to defeat kronos, who is declared the worst tyrant of the universe - she's made to be a soldier, she says herself she didn't have a childhood.

she's the oldest child of three daughters, one of whom is an unknown fertility goddess, and demeter is immediately thrust into a horrific war that is unspeakably destructive (zeus himself points out to metis that it's taking longer and destroying more than they anticipated.) her mother doesn't let demeter do anything but train and fight, and any joy or moments of happiness are sacrificed so they can defeat kronos (because "it's our responsibility.")

then demeter has to watch her little sister get ripped in half by said tyrant, the consequences of which are understandable trauma the likes of which none of them can fathom, and it's strongly implied that demeter takes charge in caring for hera (fuck what hades said about how he was the only one who could understand her the man could not understand how to open a cereal box without a woman doing it for him.)

and then, in rapid succession, demeter watches a man she has feelings for devour her mother, which ends the war; the man then takes advantage of her, before choosing her sister, leaving her devastated; and everyone just goes on with their lives like horrific tragedy and violence wasn't the norm for decades.

it is abundantly clear how abused and ignored demeter is, despite doing exactly what was expected of her, exactly what needed to be done. she cares for hera and then concedes zeus to her; she cares for the entire mortal realm (and presumably does so during the titanomachy as well) without any thanks or respect; she does not raise hell that zeus lied to her in order to sleep with her, and she willingly raises the son she had with poseidon (which yes is a joke character but i'm including it because it's still fucked up.) none of the gods respect her or treat her kindly; she's constantly called a nag, a contrarian, scary, and mean, despite the fact that the nymphs she cares for clearly love her, and the mortal realm prospers under her.

when demeter tries to get just a crumb of acknowledgment for her work, hades goes out of his way to knock her down, and he doesn't do so in a small way, he's a massive asshole about it

literally he doesn't even just knock her down he goes out of her way to bribe zeus to help him what the fuck

demeter literally offers to trade hades - despite having no reason to play nice with him, she offers a compromise and a solution, rightfully pointing out that hades doesn't even live in the mortal realm.

this isn't even a snap insult btw he literally pauses to shoot back at her. he looms over her. we know that hades resembles kronos and while that's not his fault, him using his size to intimidate demeter, who has her own trauma around kronos, feels so fucking deliberate. he's using that to scare her.

completely erases that she's been holding the mortal realm together on her own, zero help, no title, for centuries.

insults her, gets further into her space, and then jabs at her, causing her to flinch back. like bro these are all the actions of an abuser, and demeter - the firestorm who scared ares and zeus and hera - recoils.

AND THAT'S JUST THE PROLOGUE! THAT'S JUST SETTING THE STAGE FOR WHY SHE MAKES THE DECISIONS SHE MAKES!

because years and years later, when demeter admits to being lonely, when her own family has turned their back on her, she creates her own daughter, and their relationship is demonstratively warm, loving, and healthy. in the early episodes, persephone describes demeter as being an affectionate mother who believed in persephone's abilities, and flashbacks of persephone's life with demeter showed her mother being affectionate, playful, and incredibly determined to protect her daughter from harm.

meanwhile, demeter continues to get mistreated (zeus setting her sanctuary on fire because she wouldn't hide his pregnant mistress, which would have been an act of war lbr, hades coming into her home drunk, and that's implied to happen more than once, zero title, etc) and continues to suffer trauma from the war and metis' demise.

and honestly, i hate the harpy subplot as much as the next critic (possibly more because i have demonstrated i'm a hater) but use it in context and it amplifies what demeter has been suffering from for centuries - the men in this world will use and consume women as their due, powerful women will find themselves the tools of greedy men, and just as she failed to protect her mother and sister, demeter could well fail to protect her daughter and lose her, too.)

demeter's entire life is structured around the abuse of men - created to fight them, lied to and manipulated by them, ignored and harmed by them. men shape her early trauma and she knows this. zeus tricked her into having sex; posiedon dumps a kid on her; hades is hades. most of the pantheon will side with zeus before demeter, and many of the male gods are related to, or owe allegiance to, zeus. demeter has no reason to trust any of the male gods, towards her, and towards her daughter.

and the worst part is, she's right. most of the men in persephone's life try to take advantage of her in some way - you can start as early as hermes, who (according to a patreon post) used to make out with persephone in demeter's sacred grove (in case this was not gross enough, persephone was younger than nineteen when this happened and was likely sixteen or so, which adds further disgust on this horrific meal.) ares meets her and immediately tries to seduce her; eros meets her and gets her drunk, putting her in a car for another man to find. apollo rapes her. hades grooms her. her assault literally happens the second day she's in olympus.

demeter is correct on every single account of just what could possibly happen. you can't even really argue that demeter's overprotectiveness made persephone unprepared for olympus, because she was getting up to underaged hijinx in the mortal realm. persephone is a literal child, in every sense of the word. she has the luxury of growing up in peacetime, she has the blessing of not fighting a war, for having time to explore her powers and explore how to grow. the argument that she's an adult just does not fly when you stack a nineteen year old against beings thousands of years old.

what especially grinds my gears is that, even in the face of the abuse demeter gets, she still does her best to protect persephone from the wrath of men. she goes to great lengths to hide the act of wrath, so no one will realize persephone is a fertility goddess and use her, and she puts her own safety on the line to ensure persephone will be spared.

one of my favourite, favourite, favourite demeter moments, is when eris first shows up - hades describes how awful eris is, and we get scenes of everyone being absolutely terrified of her, demeter included. but when there's a chance persephone might even mildly be at risk, demeter doesn't hesitate to put her own neck on the line.

rachel can retcon and edit as much as she wants, demeter's sole entire purpose is to protect and love persephone. that's all she wants. she literally wants to live in peace with her daughter, the way she never got to with her mother. persephone is absolutely allowed to want more, she's absolutely allowed to want differently, and she should be allowed to achieve that, but every action persephone makes is largely pushed upon her by a man. she's not choosing to live with hades because they're equals and she loves him, she chooses him because he's groomed her.

and we're not even half done the fuckery because demeter is then punished to live in the mortal realm for ten years!!! her entire wellbeing is dependent on persephone not fucking it up, which as we all know is not possible, so for ten years demeter is left to live as a mortal, no way to protect herself, no family or friends to help her. she manages to make connections and even finds love while she's banished, and she even ends up having a son, but of course loses him too because fuck demeter apparently. and no one! not a soul! asks her! about what happened to her!!!

the only time anyone bothers to ask how her banishment was, it's after persephone gets married and hestia is blaming demeter for the intervention.

hestia didn't even open with this - she sees demeter is miserable, and she jumps instead to questioning her about the intervention. and yeah, i'll agree it wasn't a good idea, and some awful things were said, but i am so fucking hard put to blame demeter for it. the characterization of demeter we've seen thus far would never do that, and regardless, she has to watch her daughter go off with a god thousands of years old, who looks just like a monster she had to fight, who abused her, too. demeter doesn't feel safe with hestia - she doesn't feel safe explaining the tragedy she's been through, how alone she is. her own daughter doesn't care to ask how demeter's banishment was, and only steps in to help with demeter's grief because it will make things smoother for her and hades.

literally i could go on further but this is already hitting the limit as is, demeter is not wrong. she's not wrong to say the gods of olympus are dangerous, she's not wrong to want to hide persephone and protect her from the ones who would use her. she is the only one to clock zeus and hades and the rest for exactly what they are: abusers of women, leaving a trail of grief in their wake. and she's the only one punished for it.

demeter was always correct btw. might go so far as to say she was never incorrect.

[colour-outside-the-liness]

Oh nice sounds like the baby will have a very loving support system and family with all of you around! OMG I cackled at the Monica Gellar reference and I understand your pain hahaha.

Oh god I hate flying, which is surprising bc of how many times I've done it now. 10h+ flights are the worst haha. Ah then you'll love the -30C Canadian winter temperatures haha. 🥶

I think making Dani a scorpio makes sense bc of how thirsty she is haha 😂 and the jealousy 👀. SLS is my favourite of yours btw! Think I left you a comment on AO3 practically begging you to continue working on it hahaha. (And you replyed saying you would update it eventually ty!)

Oh so badgers are kinda like opossums then. They're called texugos in Portuguese (we have them here too) which I've heard of before but never seen one irl. Honestly boring sounds great, better than having to run into wild animals and having to survive that haha.

Oh God I'm sorry you had to go through all that in the middle of a pandemic or at all actually, and I'm glad you survived and are doing much better now!

Idk I feel like I'm in a dilemma bc part of me is excited for any kind of representation of sapphic relationships but then I kinda feel like they're feeding us crumbs when we deserve so much more. It's not that I don't want to see tragic wlw stories (and they're all wlw bc apparently nb people don't exist) it's more like that seems to be the only kind representation we have and that's painfully close to reality already.

Ah now I'm curious to know what you sound like haha. And hey it's never too late to learn new languages! You might struggle more that's true but it's not impossible. I think Dani's accent is cute but I think it's bc I'm into VP more than anything 😅.

I'll be leaving you alone for a while now (finally haha) bc I've taken more work than I can handle (yet again) but I'm looking forward to seeing more of your fics in the future! Take care!👋 ✨

The baby is gonna have so much love and such a strong support system seriously they don't even know how much yet but when they get older they're gonna be so shocked!! Haha that's genuinely how I feel haven't had to live with a boy since I lived at home and my dad was still alive and my brothers were at home too I've just lived with women for so long now I am not ready to have to live with another boy/ man I actually really loved flying and with my first one being a long haul flight I feel like I could handle a lot of things with flying now it's a shame you dislike it so much!! Oh yeah that sounds like my kind of weather I would LOVE that!! Haha I'm glad it makes sense especially for that story!! Awwh thank you for saying it's your favourite that makes me happy!! And yeah I will definitely update it again eventually- the next chapter is one of my favourites so far it's a pretty long one but a lot happens in it and also there's a great shoutout to a movie musical in it that I recommenced to anyone that will listen and it's gonna be recommended in the next chapter haha but the songs in it are gonna be something that really makes Dani think about what she wants in life I've never seen an opossum they're not something we have here I don't think I'd love to see one though we don't have raccoons either which is a shame because they're my favourite animal!! I mean... I've been chased by some animals like swans, and geese, and ducks, and cows but never anything really scary haha Yeah it was a really scary time for me but I powered on and made it out the other side alive so I can't really complain too much and I'm doing a lot better now too which is great!! Yeah I feel the same!! I think we need more trans representation, both trans women/ men and nb people like there is hardly any representation out there for trans men or women and even less for nb people and that just sucks!! The LGBTQIA+ community needs better and happier representation I'm sick of seeing LGBTQIA+ characters being killed off of the relationships being unhealthy or them cheating like is it too much to ask for to give us positive representation and more of it? Haha I hate my voice and accent so I doubt I'll ever show anyone what I sound like (maybe if I had a really good reason to) but I just hate the sound of my voice like so much!! I just struggle really but I am gonna see about taking some classes after work maybe when I start my new job and see if I can learn a new language because I've always thought it would be fun!! How many languages do you speak? Dani's accent is adorable and her voice is just so lovely too!! Haha I get that feeling I am into VP no matter what character it is that she's playing like I am just really into her haha Don't say finally!! I've loved these little chats we've had they've been so nice and a lot of fun!! No I hope work goes okay and that you're still taking plenty of time to take care of yourself!! Awwh thank you, I really hope you like them when you read them and I hope you take care too!! ☺️💜

[bonelesswords]

a study of souls | alex høgh andersen au

Chapter one: Hi, June.

-synopsis -chapter two

Warnings: Language, sexual content, mentions and using of drugs, mentions of a toxic relationships, grammar mistakes (english is not my first language)

Note: This is the first chapter!! It's kinda short but only for now. btw all this introduction is for you to understand the story 😁 tell me what you think hehe. 

  The summer in which everyone forgot my name, was over, the only ones who seemed to remember it were my brother and my grandmother, who called almost every day while I was on vacation to ask how I was. It was my grandma's idea to send me to the other side of the world, thinking that New York could heal a broken heart. I had said that no, that it didn't work like that, that she could send me to Japan, to a desert island, but the only thing I needed to stop thinking about my heart and how broken it was, was time. But she insisted, because she has been stubborn her whole life and she wasn't going to stop now; she sent me to New York, to the house of a friend that she had met in i-don't-know-where, don't-know-when. Who had presented me to his grandson because my grandma had told her in detail how the last person I had fallen in love with, had broken my heart.

I went and I came back, my heart didn't hurt like when I got on the plane, but it still hurt, and the pain scares me.

I would like to say that yes, that grandma was right, and that my heart actually healed after that trip. That I wasn't going to have to deal with insecurities again. I would like to move on with my life as if a man didn't rip a piece of my soul; but it isn't like that.

It still scares me, even if William left to never return, to never see my face again.

I'm afraid of waking up and see his face among the white sheets, laying on my pillow. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, unable to move or speak, but I can see him sitting at the end of my bed, looking at me sideways and whispering that I must not forget him. Until after a few minutes, when I manage to move again, he disappears as if he had never been there.

Forgetting everything that happened is not as easy as throwing away a box with all the memories, it's like burning the box and that it appears every time on your doorstep .

William left and he's not going to come back. I'm sure that there's not a single drop of love for him in my body, but he left me a thousand of insecurities and he took my pride with him. He left me every bad memory, and how they torment during the night, reminding me how he played with me.

So I asked Rory, my brother, and grandma, for time. They didn't understand anything that night that I arrived home crying, they still don't understand everything fully, but they took care of me, and they were there with me every time I couldn't hold the tears anymore. I need time to assimilate things better: I had met William, a man older than me. I liked him and he lied to me saying he liked me too. When his lie went too far he got scared and left. He made sure not to see me anymore not even on the streets. He hurt me way more times that I had said out loud, in places that I still don't know how to describe.

I don't feel sad because he left, I feel sad for what he made with me after that.

But summer ended and autumn began in the city where I was born. In any moment I would get back to the university and perhaps I would make a friend.

It's already dark when I return home, the floor is wet from the rain that fell in the afternoon. The street lights up with orange lights and my nose is red from the cold. The only thing that I hear are the footsteps of my boots against the pavement and distant voices that come from inside of the houses. It's Friday and I feel it on the tip of my nose, when the air brings the smell of the dinner of the last house on the block; mine.

I know that Rory is inside with grandma, since I came back from New York he doesn't do anything else but staying at the house that I share with grandma for dinner, I also know that he feels slightly guilty for getting away from me lately. During our whole lives, ever since mom decided to leave us in charge of grandma, we had always hold on to each other, because we were the only thing we had left. And suddenly, after a long time, he didn't call like he used to anymore, he stopped visiting us like before. He is trying to get things back to the way they were.

When I step on the house, the warmth of the place embraces me, inviting me to take off my coat and my red sweater. From the living room I can hear the drawers opening and closing, the plates crashing and the voice of my grandma. I went inside to the kitchen, where Rory is sitting on a stool, his mouth is full of crumbs and a piece of bread is caught between his teeth. He looks as pale as ever, with messy black hair. Dressed in black from head to toe, he wears the same combat boots as me. Grandma looks at me and smiles in the only way she does when she sees one of her grandchildren.

The three of us sat at the dining table, talking about the day, work  and trivial things.

"The lady who lives two blocks from here stayed twenty minutes talking to me this afternoon." I comment "She told me all the gossip. I don't know why she told them to me, if it is because she has no friend or something, I mean, if she has no friends, how does she know everything?"

"Maybe because she does have friends, but she thinks you don't" Rory replies, shrugging his shoulders. I look at him with narrowed eyes as he takes the fork with food to his mouth. He caught me off guard.

"That's a lie, all my friends are on vacation, they don't come back until the university starts," I explain, for the thousandth time this summer. My friends at the university are not even friends, maybe I have the number of someone because from time to time I ask for the homework, we get along, but nothing else. I wasn't going to admit it out loud.

"Anyway" interrumped grandma "Rory has already told me that he's not staying to drink tea after dinner because he has plans with friends, I guess that we are you and me again, June. You and me and maybe a movie on netflix."

The two of them are mocking me, and suddenly, it makes sense. Both are pushing me to come out tonight. It's true that I don't   have any friends, and the old women that I talk to everyday while I work on the bakery aren't exactly the best company. They know that since William, I'm completely alone except for them.

"Well, I understand, I bother when I stay all day in this house. Maybe I want to stay here with grandma, watching movies until she falls asleep at ten. Unless that you, Rory, have other plans for me"

"It's the birthday of one of my friends, we are going to the pub, you come with me, you meet my friends and maybe you get along with them. I'll take you only if you don't talk about what the old lady told you today and if you drink at least two beers" He tells me and I share glances with grandma, as if I had fifteen and had to ask for permission to go out a friday night.

"I'm twenty one for something, right? To drink at least two beers with my brother. I'll go, but with two conditions" He nods with a smile, while grandma listens to the conversation with amusement."First, there must be at least one girl besides me. Second, if it's necessary, I can talk about politics"

"Don't worry June, that's the two things that i love. Girls and politics"

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I haven't gone out at night in a long time and the only thing I do while sitting in the passenger seat in my brother's car is thinking if I had dressed well. What a silly thing, I think. I'm wearing light blue jeans and a dark black polo shirt under a yellow sweater. I realize how badly I combine the colors when I look at the yellow converse that I'm wearing

"So... are you friends.. friendly?" I ask and he laughs.

"That's a dumb question"

"And whose birthday is it?"

"Jack's" He says "You dont know him, I met him at the bar a while ago, Alex is the bar owner, along with his brother, his brother is more owner than him, but they both manage it. I'm not very close to Luke, Alex's brother, but he's nice. Jack is twenty four today."

"And what are you going to give him?" he points to the glove box, which is in front of my knees, I open it and I see a fat envelope, I take it out. "What is it?"

"A special edition of his favorite Batman movie, he's going to lose his shit, I'm sure"

I laugh and leave the bag in my lap and I stay silent, the only thing we hear in the car is the radio. It is the only station that doesn't put me in a bad mood and I only listen to it when I'm in Rory's car.

Rory parked on the street in front of the place, which had wooden chairs and tables outside and a row of lights under the roof that covered them. There were a few people outside and a lot inside. I looked at the ceiling of the place, in bright letters it said DUST.

My brother opened the door making sound a bell over our heads, almost inaudible due to the voices of all the people inside the bar. It was hot inside, putting our cheeks red immediately, the same tables that were outside were located all over the place and in the back were four U-shaped couchs with round tables in the middle. The lights of the place were all orange, making the atmosphere warmer than it already was. My brother took my hand and guided me to the back, in the other he had his friend's birthday present.

They all shouted things that I didn't understand when they saw my brother. I was behind him.

"Happy birthday, lad" he said to the guy who was at the end of the couch, a brown haired guy with a lot of tattoos on the arms, hands and some of them in his neck. He smiled at Rory and thanked him. "This is for you" my brother said and gave him his gift.

"What is it?" he asked, examining the paper bag."

"Open it, you idiot" said a redhead girl who was next to him, and for a second, everyone was silent. I felt like a statue in that moment.

Jack broke the paper and when he saw what was inside, his face lighted up and he looked at Rory with bright eyes. "No way, man"

"Nothing can top my gift now" Jack got up to hug him and thanked him again, putting him in a backpack he had on the floor. Rory turned to see me and I raised his eyebrows, indicating that he had forgotten about me for a second.

"Oh, right guys, this is June, my little sister. I brought her today because if she spends another friday night at home she is going to become an old lady. I hope that's not a problem" I looked at them, waving my hand. They smiled.

"That's not a problem" Jack announced "Any sister of Rory is sister of mine" He said and smiled at me, I smiled back. Then Rory brought two chairs to the table and we joined the round.

Everyone started talking animatedly; the round was made up of two guys and three girls. Jack, at the end of the couch, Julia the redhead who called him idiot before was next to him. On her right side was, who had introduced herself, Evangeline, a very pretty brown-eyed brunette, I had stared at her for a few seconds when she told me her name because of how beautiful she was. It seemed like she had just returned from the beach, but it was autumn and the shine of her skin was natural. I wish I could look like that without trying, she didn't seem like she was trying. Beside her, it was Travis, a skinny gray-eyed boy, as pale as paper, who was talking a lot and followed all of Jack's jokes, even though he was almost at the other end of the couch. Next to Travis, was Helena, a platinum blonde with red lips, who hadn't stopped talking with Rory since we arrived. And Rory hadn't stopped talking with her neither. I know when my brother likes someone, he behaves just like high school but I didn't say anything, and I didn't dare to make any jokes about it

Suddenly, a chair is dragged right next to me, in the middle of me and Jack, who was asking me about university with Julia. A man drops into the wooden chair and starts talking.

"I told Matthew that anything that this table orders it's on me. That's my birthday gift." He said with a strange accent to Jack, he turned to me and his blue eyes clashed with mine. Jack thanked him, and I didn't know what to say. Mainly because he had a black eye and several cuts around his face, like on the eyebrow and on his lower lip. I tried to hide my surprise, but he had already noticed. He stared at me, waiting for me to say something, but I didn't.

"Hi Alex" Rory speaks, making his eyes go towards my brother "This is June, my sister, I'm taking her out for a walk"

"Hi Ronald, we are going to take care of her here" He joked and then, looked at me again. "Hi, June, I'm Alex" He gives me a wide smile, almost amused. I instantly realized that despite his bruised face, he was handsome. But like all the boys sitted at the table, like Travis or Jack, but he was handsome anyway, and he has beautiful eyes. He doens't look like the kind of guy I see at university parties surrounded by lots of people, but he looks like the kind of guy the girls turn to see in the hallway.

"Hi Alex" I said, trying to smile at him.

"How old are you, June?" Alex asks.

"Twenty one" He nods, ready to make another question,  His brown hair seems freshly cut and his skin looks slightly tanned, which makes his eyes look bluer than they surely are.

"So why aren't you drinking anything, June?" It catches my attention how he repeats my name several times, as if he were getting used to the sound in his tongue.

I shrug without saying anything. He smiles sideways at me while shaking his head, then stretches his arm behind my back to reach Rory's head, hitting him with the palm of his hand.

"Go get your sister a fucking beer" Rory growled and looked at him annoyed when Alex interrupted their conversation.

"Language." Julia scolds and Alex rolls his eyes amused.

"She can go by herself" Rory replied, I did not say anything.

"Don't be an idiot" he scolded him again and my brother got up from the chair, sighing and going towards the bar.

"I can get my own beer" I said to Alex, he looked at me raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah, you look like someone who can get their own beer, June" he says with the same smile on his face "But Matthew, the barman, doesn't know you and he won't believe you if you say you are with Jack"

"I don't look like someone who would be with Jack?" I say trying to sound offended. Of course I didn't look like someone who was friends with Jack, I looked like someone who stayed to watch a movie on Netflix with grandma on a friday night.

"You look like someone who would be with me" He says and winks at me. Automatically starts a conversation with Jack, and Julia talks about the university again. I'm sure i'm  as red as a tomato.

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