#we normally would use the mower and its little trailer thing to haul stuff but some important electronic bit has gone fut

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*spends day doing farm work*

Ok :) time to relax

*fires up Stardew Valley*

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Chapter One: Moving In

This whole series contains trigger warnings such as: gun violence, blood, gore, some angst. (Probably a lot of angst it’s me😂)

She was Clay’s daughter, looking for a place to rent out in Tacoma, Washington near the Tacoma Community College where she was going for an Accounting degree. Her mother lives near Spokane, which was too far to commute and there was no on-campus housing. So she was stuck finding somewhere to rent in Tacoma.

She spent all day looking for anything to rent but she couldn’t find a single room. Her mother, in the passenger seat of her little 2002 Nissan, jabs her finger towards a sign stabbed into a tall patch of grass. At first she curls her nose, looking at the less-than-adequate housing when her eye spots the twinkling black Dyna in the driveway.

“Honey, looks can be deceiving.” She nudges your shoulder with hers and gives you a little wave towards the driveway. With a sigh, she pulls into the driveway and gives her mom one last look of concern. “Baby, if you don’t like the person you don’t have to do it, but it is for rent.” She raises her brows at her daughter and the young woman huff, giving a nod. She was right. But she was sure whoever was the Percy old man behind that door, you were gonna find any reason to—. A lawn mower motor whirs to life and she jumps, hitting her head on the ceiling.

“Great, and he’s a chainsaw murderer, I’m gonna die mom. I hope you’re happy.” She barks, getting out and promptly shutting the door. Walking towards the lawnmower running, and what she finds attached to the lawnmower makes her jaw drop. A tall blonde man, build strong and wide in the shoulder. His stance was a little intimidating, but she found a little confidence to approach him.

“I’m here for the room for rent sign?” She stammers, wringing her fingers together.

“Your name?” He asks, shutting off the mower and drawing a towel from his pocket and wiping his hands off.

“I’m Vanessa Halen Morrow.” She sticks a hand at him, her fingers quaking. His ringed hand grips hers in a firm, yet gentle shake.

“How old are you?” He asks, looking out to her car and giving her mom a wave. She glances just in time to see her mother give him a knowing smile and a nod.

“I’m twenty-two. I just got enough saved up for my first semester so I want to get an accounting degree and find a better job.” She stammers, glancing up at him once more to find captivating, smiling blue eyes looking down at her.

“Alright, that your mom?” He asks, pointing to the car. She nods, heading that way. “She saw my Dyna when you two pulled in.” He steps in front of her and gets to the car first, popping open her driver’s door and crouching down to see her mother.

“Nice bike, kid. You a Son?” She asks, nodding to him.

“Yes ma’am.” He nods. “You okay with her renting here?”

“You gonna protect her?” He glances over his shoulder at the young woman. “Sure.” He nods.

“Her father is SAMCRO president. Don’t fuck this up.” She raises an eyebrow at him. He chuckles, rolling his eyes.

“She’s a roommate.” He rolls his eyes and stands, swiping his hands on his pants to tower over her small frame. “If you need help moving stuff in, cool. You can have the room.” He nods, watching her grin with excitement.

“Thank you! You’re amazing!” She squeals, gripping him in a tight hug. When she lets go, she finds him looking at her with a half-concerned expression. “What is your name?” She asks. A tiny smirk curves the corner of his lips.

“Kozik.”

It’s move in day, and she’s more excited than anything. As she heads to Kozik’s, she grabs two monsters and a granola bar before making the four hours drive to Tacoma. Just as she pulls in, she finds the Tacoma man standing on the porch on the phone. His leather kutte hugged to his shoulders, her heart pounding as she makes her way up the steps with her bag.

“Yeah, I know. Yeah. Hey. I got a roommate moving in right now. I’ll call you back.” He claps the phone shut and drops it into his pocket before facing her with a smile. Grabbing the couple of bags from her arms and hauling them inside, he waves the cute girl into the kitchen. “Hey, I gotta head out, but uh. Here’s your key. I need you to sign this lease. And if you don’t mind, I already paid rent this month, so don’t worry, but next month its two-hundred for the room and we split the bills. I’ll go over the rest when I get back. Uh, so.. I guess get comfy, don’t worry about that big stuff outside I’ll have a few guys come over and move it in for ya. There’s a couple pocket knives in this drawer, and a pistol.” He pulls open a drawer to expose his little arsenal. “Where do you work at?” He asks, shutting the drawer.

“I’m still finding a job in Tacoma. I had one lined up but they gave the position to someone else.” She finds concern in his eyes, but he quickly hides it with a smile.

“Alrighty then. Just make sure you got the two hundred, okay? And get comfy. Like I said, I’ll have a couple prospects come over and move your stuff in.” He smiles, giving her a wave before he disappears out the door, leaving her there alone. She wasn’t one to be scared, but she found it uncomfortable in a new place that she didn’t know, to be left alone without the brute of a roommate she’d acquired. Though, if she were being honest, she had a feeling being alone here would be pretty normal for her.

While stuffing her clothes into her dresser that Kozik had moved in for her, she hears a ding at door and head for the sound. When she pulls open the door she finds two thin, gangly looking bikers standing before her with awkward smiles on their similarly long faces.

“Kozik sent us, to move furniture?” One finally speaks, sticking out a hand to her in peace.

“Yeah! Uh, everything is in that trailer. It just needs to be moved into the bedroom on the left. Do you want help?” She asks, pulling on a ball cap to shade her eyes from the burning sun and going for her shoes.

“Nah, Kozik said you should stay in the house and be comfy. I’m Lugnut, by the way. That’s what they call me. This is Chip, he’s pretty quiet. And don’t yell real loud, he jumps when women yell.” She looks up to the tall bigger man with black shoulder length hair and a crooked nose to find his cheeks tinted a light dusty pink, and he scowled at his friend before looking to the ground embarrassed.

“Don’t you worry, Chip, I won’t yell and yet ya.” She grins, patting his shoulder and a bright grin fills his face with glee and he gives a soft huff in content.

“Well, alrighty then. Chip let’s get this shit unloaded.” The shorter of the two heads out towards the trailer, Chip following closely behind.

She’s in the kitchen finding them something to eat when she hears Lugnut heave a sigh and she looks over her shoulder at the two. They looked pretty tired. She fixed them each a cold ham sandwich and a glass of iced tea, all things she’d found.

“Oh no, I don’t want to impose—“

“Impose? You two carried in all my things I can at least thank you. Sit down.” She smiles, patting the bar stools against the bar before scampering off to the kitchen to make herself something.

“Why do they call you Chip anyway?” She asks, munching on a dorito.

“Cause of this b-big scar.” He lowers his head, pushing back his black curly hair to expose a huge darker red mark on his forehead. “And cause when I get a bout of Tourette’s I say ‘Chip chip’.” He shyly goes back to his sandwich.

“You have Tourette’s huh?” She asks, smiling at him. He just nods, the embarrassment filling his cheeks. “What’s the matter?” She coos, reaching and grasping his shoulder.

“You prolly wanna laugh, huh? chip chip.” He mutters, his shoulders raising with each ‘chip’.

“No, hunny. Of course not!” She gently squeezes his shoulder. “You’re a great guy, Chip. I don’t see why you’d think I’d laugh at you, you’re too adorable.” She giggles, giving him a reassuring smile.

“Shoot. A pretty lady like you, you ought to not flatter a big dummy like me. Chip chip.” He shakes his head as Lugnut claps his shoulder. She takes a chance, pulling Chip into a big hug, which he gladly returns, with big warm arms.

“See you two later, yeah?” She calls as they make it out the door.

“Bye!” Chip calls, giving her a big grin and a sweet wave.

“Hey!” Kozik calls, hearing nothing in return. Weird. He peeks around the corner to find her standing in the kitchen in shorts and a tee shirt, scrubbing the dishes in the sink while her hips bop to the music she’s playing on her phone. “You sure like Chip, huh?” He chuckles, catching her attention.

“I do, he’s a real sweetheart.” She chuckles, fondly recalling the earlier events. His big happy grin.

“Well, I’m gonna find something to eat. You’re more than welcome to hang out in the living room. I’m gonna watch Ace Ventura or something.” He chuckles, disappearing to the living room.