You have probably heard the phrase “if you can’t afford the vet, you can’t afford the pet” and it is true to a degree. Pet ownership doesn’t stop after the purchase of the animal and it is my personal opinion that getting a pet when you know you cannot afford vet care is selfish.
There are of course many people who fully intend on taking their pet to the vet but life happens: they lose their job, family members get sick, the pet gets hit by a car, etc. What do these people do? The absolute best thing to do is be prepared as much as possible. Get pet insurance! For something like $25 a month you can get your pet insured and it will cover most illnesses and accidents. Get a savings account. Put money away every month, as much as you can afford and use it only for vet visits. If your dog gets hit by a car or needs emergency surgery it can easily cost $5,000.00 so try to have that much in savings ready to go.
Go see the vet at least yearly. I cannot stress enough how much preventative care does exactly that: prevents illnesses. I have caught heart disease, cancer, retinal disease and more just doing annual exams. The owners had no idea their pet was ill. By taking care of these things before they got worse these owners saved thousands of dollars. Vaccines are important too, especially for puppies and kittens. A parvo vaccine may be $20, treating parvo can cost into the thousands.
Understand that you don’t have to do everything your vet recommends, but also understand the repercussions of declining. For me personally, I cannot sleep at night knowing I didn’t offer every single pet owner the very best care. Who am I to judge what people can afford? On a more selfish level, if I didn’t offer the best care and a pet died or became ill and the owner filed a board complaint, I could be fined or even lose my license. This is true for all vets. So please understand we must offer the best care and at least give you the chance to understand what you are declining. If you do decline testing or medication, understand that this limits what we can do for you. I had an owner decline testing a lump on his cat but he became very angry when I couldn’t tell him what the lump was. We offer tests for a reason. Also understand that sometimes if you decline care your only option is euthanasia. People do not like it when vets suggest euthanasia but sometimes this truly is the only other option. It isn’t right to send an animal home to die a slow and painful death simply because the owner cannot afford treatment but refuses to do the right thing and euthanize.
Also understand that wasting time on Google and pet care forums wastes precious time and money. I can cite numerous cases where an owner spent months or more researching and trying things on their own and it was something a vet could have fixed in a single visit. By the time the pet comes to us it is too late. By all means get care advice from other trustworthy sources but if an animal is ill, the internet is not your friend.
I know that there are those out there that will say they cannot put anything in savings, they cannot afford pet insurance, and they cannot even afford basic vaccines. To you I say, don’t get a pet. It just isn’t right to take a living thing into your home knowing you cannot provide it the care it needs. If you want that connection with an animal go volunteer at a shelter and walk dogs, babysit friends pets, there are lots of other ways to have animals in your life without owning one.
Being stubborn and unreasonable is a good way to make your business fail with me...
(long story. tl;dr at the end)
So I own a few residential properties, I used to maintain them myself but I have a small business that needs my constant attention so I hired a property management company to maintain the properties. Property management companies handle everything, fix anything broken, screen the tenants before moving in, evict them if they don’t pay rent etc, while I just collect my rent money minus their little reasonable fee they take every month. When I chose this company, who I’ll call SPM for shitty property management company, they seemed to be a very good company. Local, been established for awhile, nice people, etc. I needed help marketing my properties and getting good tenants moved in, so I chose them.
While most of my properties we’re vacant at the time, I did have a few occupied, and 1 tenant living in my higher-end condo property and he was my favorite tenant, who we’ll call FT. I screened him and approved him myself before I hired SPM. He was a very good tenant and he rented from me for 3 years which is a long time and a great thing for landlords. Paid rent on time, made repairs himself without deducting rent, didn’t smoke etc. I ended up getting to know him because he wanted to buy the condo and he was a great tenant, so we became very good friends.
Robert Patrick: Man, she [Gillian Anderson] was fun to work with.
Kim Manners: She was…Do you remember, I think this was one of your first experiences with Gilly boards.
Robert: Oh, yeah, yeah.
Kim: We’d build these little ramps and she would walk in for an over-shoulder shot; she’d come up a little ramp and you had to learn how to walk and step over it without looking like you were stepping over things, because she was so short.
Summary: In which everyone thinks Hyunwoo is a bad boy but really, he’s too soft for this world.
“Let’s not forget that math can be fun!” You practically sing, hands clasped in front of you as you smile enthusiastically at the group of five year olds sitting in front of you. They look back you, unimpressed and bored, mouths open and eyes glazed over.
It’s times like these that you have to remind yourself that you love your job.
Word Count: 4,055 (I don’t know whether or not long parts are getting annoying for you guys but I do apologize🙊)
Everyone was in the board
apart from Minseok, sitting around the table wearing worried expressions. You
weren’t really sure what was going on, so you were sitting quietly waiting for
someone to explain the situation. You were sat in between Chanyeol and Kyungsoo
and directly opposite from Jongdae, noticing his fingers nervously tapping
on the table; you could imagine how scared they all were right now. You were
scared right now.
“So what exactly happened?”
Chanyeol spoke up breaking the uncomfortable silence; he had a bad habit of
chewing the skin on his thumb next to his nail when he was anxious.
“I just got a call from
Junmyeon’s brother saying we had to stay alert, there’s someone on our case or
a mole in the system.” Sehun waved the phone he was holding in the air, he
looked around the table slowly stopping when he got to you and frowned. “I’m
really hoping it’s not the latter, don’t you?” He said sarcastically raising a
brow. Was he trying to suggest you were leaking information? You ignored him,
turning your head away from his gaze and looking at Yixing who was leaving the
“Also this” Baekhyun cleared his
throat shifting uncomfortably in his seat, passing a letter down the table to
you and Chanyeol. “It just came through the letter box when you and Chan left
the room. We live in such a remote area, I don’t know how this person found
us.” Your face twisted with alarm and panic started to set into your stomach.
You positioned the sheet between yourself and Chanyeol so you could both read
Libra Industrial Estate
Song & Sons Warehouse Inc.
The Tell-Tale. ❌❌
You were confused this didn’t
mean anything to you, none of it made sense. “I don’t get it.” You shook your
head at Baekhyun.
“Remember I was telling you Y/N
every year Red produces some type of drug or food supplement on a large scale,
with the size of his launch event I can only imagine how much product will be
distributed this year. The substances and products used to make these things
will be in a warehouse right now as we speak.” You nodded your head; You,
Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Sehun had been looking for a warehouse for the past 3
weeks, you assumed you had been looking for what Baekhyun was explaining to you,
your next raid would be the ‘big hit’ as the guys called it.
“If I’m not mistaken,” He continued “I believe that this is the address of what
we’re looking for.”
You blinked looking around the
room and then shrugged your shoulders. “Okay, but I don’t understand the issue,
they gave us the address. Isn’t that doing us a favour?”
Sehun laughed in disbelief
throwing his head back. “Are you dumb Y/N? Have you never watched a horror
movie? When was the last time anything like this went well? You’re not supposed
to trust these types of people. Honestly, next time we’re not watching a comedy
since you clearly need to be educated.” You looked at the table bashfully, you
were embarrassed at your naive statement, but you still weren’t used to this
“Who calls themselves ‘The
Tell-Tale’ how cringe, ugh.” Jongin rolled his eyes and pulled a face, offering
a bit of comic relief in the tense situation. You drummed your fingers against
the table lightly staring at the hole in the middle which Minseok had shot
through. If this person really was a ‘bad-guy’ then what was going to happen to
you guys next, would you all end up dead? Would the whole of Genesis go under?
“There’s something else I noticed
too. Do you see those two red crosses at the bottom, I’m assuming it to be the
signature.” Baekhyun continued, leaning over from where he was sat and pointing
to the bottom of the sheet. You nodded your head. “I’m sure I’ve seen this
somewhere before, around a year ago, but I just can’t put my finger on where
I’d seen it.” He rubbed the temples of his head, as if it would help him to
retrieve his memory, but to no avail. “One other thing.” Baekhyun said, pulling
an envelope from his pocket and placing it on the table. “This is the
envelope that the note came in, look at it.” You stared at the envelope
confused, you looked up at Baekhyun and down at the envelope again. You were
waiting for it to morph into some type of creature at this point, but nothing
“Okay…I’m looking” You said
skeptically, still looking at the blank envelope in front of you.
“What do you see?” Baekhyun said
“Exactly! There’s nothing on
there. No address, nothing. This means it was hand delivered here, the person
knows exactly where we live. They know who we are.”
Your mouth was agape, partly
because you were in awe at how clever and precise Baekhyun was with all of the
information and secondly because it had really hit home that someone was
actually on your trail. You tried not to panic, simply because they still
seemed as though they were helping you out, but if they were on your side why
didn’t they just make their identity known. Who were they and what did they
“Hey, where’s Minseok?” Yixing
said, returning back into the room with his hands on his hips. Your eyes widened
a bit and you drummed your fingers against the table faster than you had been
“Why would I know, Why are you asking me?” You frowned. Technically you
were telling the half-true it’s not like you actually knew where Minseok had
gone. Only that he had crept out without anyone knowing.
“I wasn’t just asking you, I was
asking everyone.” Yixing frowned at you being overly defensive, walking back
over to his seat. You caught Jongdae looking at you from across the table and
you diverted you gaze over to Junmyeon.
“He’s in his room; he said he had
a headache.” Junmyeon said pointing in the direction of Minseok’s room.
“No he’s not there, I just
checked. His room is empty.” Everyone went silent for a moment, in
deep thought; suddenly Jongin spoke up breaking the peace.
“Hmm, weird how when we think
there’s a mole in the system Minseok goes missing.” You tapped your feet
uncomfortably under the table. Come to think of it Minseok had been acting
discretely when you ran into him in the kitchen and although you knew that you
weren’t friends he did brush you off quicker than he normally did.
“There’s no need to point fingers
Jongin.” Junmyeon mumbled, but you could tell he was thinking too. “I think we
need to look into this, Baekhyun can you guys handle this?”
“Yeah sure we’ll get to it now.”
Everybody stood up filing out of
the board one by one, you lingered behind a bit, looking at the note left
behind on the table then picking it up to meet the boys. As you got to the
entrance Jongdae stepped out of nowhere, blocking the exit. He was looking down
at you through dark eyes, holding both of his hands against the door frame.
“What do you know?” He lowered
his face an inch or so, so that it was leveled with yours. He looked
intimidating beyond belief.
“I don’t know anything, leave me
alone.” You tried to push past him, but he knocked you back with his knee.
“Don’t lie to me. I know you know
something about Minseok; your demeanour completely gave it away. So I’m going
to ask you again. What do you know?”
You shrugged your shoulders,
wondering whether it was worth keeping a secret. After all if Minseok was The
Tell-Tale then wouldn’t shedding light on the issue be safe-guarding yourself.
You were your own priority in this house and you had to look out for yourself.
You sighed telling him everything you’d seen. “Look I don’t know where he’s
gone I’m telling the truth, but I did see him leaving the house when I went to
fill up the popcorn bowl.”
Jongdae nodded at you lowering
his hands from the door frame and crossing them over his chest. “Did he have
any weapons on him?”
“No not that I saw. But he was
wearing a coat and boots so he could’ve had them tucked away. I do remember him
removing a bottle of something out of the fridge though, but I wasn’t sure what
it was. It didn’t seem to be labelled.” Jongdae nodded again, turning around and
walking to the office room which everybody was now filed into, you followed closely
behind him taking a seat at one of the computers on the far right. It was
silent in here, only the sound of fast typing and the buzzing of the machines
could be heard. You looked at Baekhyun’s computer screen, rows and rows of
codes were showing up, none of which you had a clue what meant but you stared
intensely at the screen regardless.
“Y/N said she saw Minseok
creeping out of the house during the film.” Jongdae piped. You began to regret
telling him as you didn’t want to get Minseok or yourself into trouble. All
pair of eyes turned to look at you apart from Baekhyun who was still focusing
on the screen in front of him. You sank lower in your seat, you felt as though
you were in trouble.
“What, when exactly was this?”
Kyungsoo said walking a little bit closer to you.
“When I went for the popcorn
“Why didn’t you say anything
Y/N.” Yixing said quietly, looking at you from the other side of the room.
“Because I was distracted.” You
gave him a knowing look, earning a scowl from Chanyeol and causing him to clear
his throat nervously and look down at his hands. This wasn’t entirely true,
although the kiss had distracted you for a moment you just used it as an
excuse. “Besides I didn’t think it was relevant at the time.” You heard a scoff
coming from Kyungsoo as he shook his head and focused his attention on
“No. Minseok wouldn’t do anything
like that! He’d never rat us out!” Sehun raised his voice, it was laced with
anger and hurt, he was closest to Minseok, they were like mother and son and he
was refusing to believe that Minseok would ever do such a thing.
“Well where is he now Sehun, he’s
not here defend himself.” Jongin crossed his arms over his chest who was frowning at
him and pouting like a child.
“Wait. Look I’ve found
something.” Baekhyun loaded the hacked CCTV images onto the screen in front of
you. He was right it was the address that you had been looking for all along;
there were a number of men loading what looked like pills and a fine white
substance into tanks and crates. You frowned noticing something on the screen,
pointing to the square labelled as Camera 6.
“Look Baekhyun”. The camera was
pointing towards a wall, there was no activity going on in this particular
area, just two big red crosses painted across the wall.
“It’s the Tell-Tale.” Baekhyun
squinted his eyes. “This guy knows what he’s doing; he really wanted to lead us
here.” Baekhyun typed in more codes, pulling up more strings of words that you
didn’t know the meaning of. “Chanyeol, Sehun I need you to find every single
escape exit in this place, do not miss out one! It looks as though we’ll be
paying this place a visit much sooner than we thought.” Chanyeol and Sehun
nodded at him taking their places in front of computers and also typing in a
whole load of technical things that was beyond your IQ and capability. Had you
had known Chanyeol was this clever you would have made him do your homework all
“You’re not actually suggesting
we’re going there?” Jongdae argued, I’m still not fit enough to get out yet,
besides we can’t trust this ‘Tell-Tale’ person,
we don’t know what we’re up against.”
“That’s exactly what I’m
suggesting.” Baekhyun answered spinning around in his chair to face Jongdae.
“Regardless of whoever this person is, we were looking for the warehouse
anyway, it was our next raid and so we need to go.”
Jongin stood from the desk that
he was leaning on. “I agree with Baekhyun, besides you know what happens after
one of Red’s big launches, he takes out a load of people from Genesis, we need
to prevent that, after all their stock is shifted from that warehouse he’s out
to come and get us; there are more people that need to
be protected now, right?” Jongin winked in your direction, making you smile a
little, you were glad that they went from wanting to kill to willing to look
“By the looks of things they’ll
be finished shifting by 4am tomorrow morning, I don’t mean in a few hours, but
like the ‘other’ tomorrow.” Baekhyun said looking at the clock above Jongdae’s
head. The room fell completely silent; it was 11pm which meant the boys had twenty nine more hours. You began to panic they weren’t prepared for this; there was
no way this could go well, especially due to scale of the raid. Nothing ever
went well if it wasn’t planned; you learned this from the Hotel launch
incident. Just then you were brought out of your thoughts and back to reality
when you heard a door closing. Your eye’s shot back down towards the doorway
where Jongdae was stood. You realised that they all heard it too since everyone
was facing the same way that you were. Jongdae took a step outside of the room,
peeking his head around the corner.
“Oi! Kim Minseok, get in here!”
Your breath hitched slightly, as with everybody elses. Minseok was back home,
God only knows what would happen now.
He walked into the room quietly,
frowning at everyone.
“What are you all doing in here?”
“I don’t know Minseok, depends on
why you weren’t busy having a headache in your room. Where were you?” Jongin
pointed an accusing finger at him; you were all waiting patiently for his reply.
“I went to get some air, and
what?” He shrugged his shoulders, looking at everyone with a vacant expression.
“We’ve just had news from
Junmyeon’s brother about someone on our trail, or a possible mole in Genesis.
You wouldn’t happen to know about that…would you?” Jongdae moved in front of
Minseok squaring his shoulders and looking at him intensely, more intense than
the way he looked at you.
Minseok laughed in disbelief looking
up to the ceiling briefly and back down at Jongdae.
“What are you suggesting?”
“I don’t know Minseok, what is
your answer? Because that’s what it is dependent on.”
Everyone was holding their breath
at this point, even Junmyeon who was usually in control and on top of
everything was lost for words, you were staring blankly at Minseok and Jongdae
praying that neither had a weapon on them, as things would only get messy from
there on out if that was the case.
Minseok shook his head smiling in astonishment at everyone in the room.
“Whatever. I don’t have time for this. I’m going to bed.”
Sehun rushed up from his seat
towards Minseok, fright and worry painted clearly across his face.
“But I told them it wasn’t you Minseok, of course it wasn’t you it couldn’t be
you, right!?” He spoke quickly his question was supposed to be rhetorical but
you could see that he was desperately waiting for Minseok to deny it and prove
everyone wrong. But he didn’t respond, not the way that Sehun wanted him to anyway,
he looked at everyone laughing silently and turned on his heel making his way
to his room.
“Minseok I know it wasn’t you
right!?” Sehun called after him desperately.
You were walking down the
corridor entering what you secretly claimed to be your room, blinking at what
had just happened, how could this be Minseok? He was a victim too, why would he
do something like this. You stood still, back facing the door trying to run through
the facts and process everything in your head.
“Hey I feel like you’re avoiding
me.” You jumped being caught off guard not expecting someone to waltz into your
You turned around seeing Yixing
leaning against the frame of your door, nervously playing with his fingers.
“Oh…No, no I’m just. I don’t
know I guess living here is still taking me by surprise.” You laughed nervously
not entirely telling the truth, you were somewhat avoiding Yixing, but only
because of what you had felt after you kissed him. You were a bit afraid to be
around him because the concept of him making your heart race was so wrong, but
now even as he stood at the door watching you intensely you felt your skin
burning up and your heart beating against your chest. He walked over the threshold
into your room causing you to back away a little bit, you were anxious to be
around him you didn’t know what would happen next.
“Do you think Minseok did it?” He
asked, taking a seat on the edge of what used to be Luhan’s bed and looked up
at you through long dark lashes. You shook your head softly.
“No. Minseok has lost both of his
parents at the hands of Red, I don’t see why he’d be working against Genesis,
if anything he’s the least likely to be a mole. I think…” You were trying
hard to convince yourself but at the moment you didn’t really know what was going
on; things happened so fast in this house that you couldn’t keep up. You were
hoping that deep down none of the boys would do such a thing.
“You still haven’t answered my
question.” Yixing said slowly rising up from the bed and walking towards where
you were stood.
“I did. I just said I don’t think
“Not that question.” He put his
hand up in the air to shush you. “Me or Jongin?” You breathed out slowly, you
tried your best to avoid this topic for as long as you could, but you found
yourself walking right into it.
“Yixing I can’t –I mean this is
weird. Just, no.” You stammered, you couldn’t find the words to form a proper
sentence, you didn’t even know what it was you wanted to say. You were
distracted by the sensation of Yixing’s arms snaking around your waist and pulling
you closer to him, the warmth of his body enveloping you and his invigorating
smell filling your senses. He lowered his lips to your ears, whispering to you,
his hot breath sending your stomach into a whirlwind.
“Look Y/N I don’t care if you
talk to Jongin, it’s good that you get along with everyone in the house. But I
hate to think of the fact that you might like him more than me, it really makes
me sick. I know he’s made advances, I mean this is Jongin we’re talking about
for crying out loud. But I was here before him; In fact I was the first guy in
this house here for you, with the exception of Chanyeol of course. I know I
must make you feel better than he does, right?” He lowered his head a little
bit further down, kissing the sweet spot on your neck, the exact same spot he
hit in the kitchen; you let out a heavy breath, your eyes fluttering shut. He
moved his hands up and down your waist and his face shifted over, ghosting his
lips over yours. You kept your eyes closed waiting for him to press his lips
against yours, but then he pulled away. You opened your eyes, disappointed as
to why he backed out.
“I need to hear you say it first Y/N.” His eyes were dark but with a yearning.
It didn’t make you feel scared but in fact the opposite, it made you feel more
drawn towards him then you had been before, but you managed to push him away.
“I like everyone in their own
special way. Well mostly everyone.”You said, you weren’t too keen on Sehun,
Minseok and Jongdae.
Yixing rolled his eyes at you.
“Ugh bullshit Y/N you know what I mean! I’m talking about me and Jongin. I’m
the better man and we both know I have more of an effect on you then he does.”
“This isn’t a competition Yixing!
Besides this is hardly the time and the place to talk about this right now, we
have a possible traitor in this house, don’t you care at all?!”
“Of course I care; you’re just
driving me mad drifting between me and Jongin I fucking hate it! Pick one or
have none, you can’t keep pretending you don’t even remotely have any types of feelings
“Well if you care about the
situation Yixing then get your fucking priorities straight! You and Jongin are
the last thing on my mind right now!”
“Woah! Don’t shout at me I’ve
been nice to you up until this point, you’re literally driving me crazy stop
pushing me aside like I’m a piece of trash, you’re beginning to piss me off!”
“Am I? Good! You know what Yixing
fuck you I don’t even want to see your face right now?” You lied storming out
of the room and making your way to the living room area, your head was pulsing
and you were doing everything in your power to stop yourself from crying. You
were honestly beginning to have enough with the men in this house, all apart
“Oi!” You heard a voice hiss. You
looked up in front of you but didn’t see anyone, now you were imagining things,
“Behind you, you idiot.” You felt a hand grab you and pull you backwards into a
room, shutting and locking the door behind you. You looked up to see Minseok’s
angry face staring down at yours; his eyebrows were knitted closely together.
He moved further into the room, signalling for you to take a seat on his bed,
You didn’t need to be told twice you quickly rushed over, placing yourself down
on the edge. You looked about you. His room was much cleaner than you ever
imagined it to be, with a row of pictures displayed on the wall opposite his
bed. There was a picture of him and Luhan, the same picture that was in Luhan’s
room, A picture with him and Sehun eating pizza together, and a picture of what
looked like an infant version of Minseok standing next to a man and a woman, you assumed
they were his parents and you felt a sudden burn in your chest.
“You fucking snitched on me
didn’t you?” He hissed quietly leaning against the wall that the pictures were
You answered steadily and calmly so as to not piss Minseok off, you knew better
than that by now.
“No I didn’t I promise, Jongdae forced it out of me, he’s not my biggest fan so
I couldn’t really keep quiet.”
He let out a sigh, sliding slowly
down the wall sitting on his haunches.
“Do they actually think it’s me?” He asked you, tilting his head to the side.
“Yes I think they do. Well some
of them anyway.”
“And what about you?” He narrowed
his eyes, focusing on your response.
“No. I don’t. I feel like you’re
one of the biggest victims in this house, so why you’d be working against
Genesis is beyond me. I think…” The lingering doubt kicked in again;
you could never know when it came down to Minseok.
He rose to his feet slowly
nodding at you. “Okay get out now!” He followed you until you were half way out
of the door.
You looked up at him momentarily.
“But Minseok…Where did you go?”
He frowned at you shutting the
door and locking it from the inside.
Your books, folders, note pads… the essentials for every single subject you attend today.
Extra sheets for notes! You can take loose leaf sheets, note pads, smaller note pads… just anything in case you need some for notes, doodling or anything else ;)
Pencil pouch!! I’ll do a separate ‘what to put in your pencil pouch’ and link it here then.
PLANNER!! Don’t forget your planner. You’ll regret it if you do.
Make sure all your homework for today is in your bag!! There is nothing worse than spending hours and energy on homework and then not being able to present it because you forgot it at home!
Some other supplies that MIGHT be handy:
Post it’s/ Page flags
Charger (I keep one for my phone and one for my calculator with me)
Definitely keep a bottle of something to drink in your bag. I’d recommend water, any juice mixed with water or self made flavored water (I’ll do a post on that also) but you can basically take anything with you, even though water works best and is the healthiest.
I also keep a smaller bottle of coffee with me because I need that caffeine to stay productive and not letting the sleep overwhelm me in class, but that’s up to you. Tea also works super good!!
Take some healthy snacks with you every day. I’d recommend fruit or vegetable of any kind you prefer, but trail mixes are also fine!
Keep some (preferably healthy) bars in your school bag in case you have nothing to eat. Eat that bar then!!
If your school offers lunch, for god’s sake take the opportunity and get some warm, nice nurturing food in you!! It will only help you in classes after lunch (if you’re not eating as much as I once did and I felt so satisfied and warmish and tired and fell asleep xD)
If your school does not offer lunch, take some lunch with you!!
I also have some dark chocolate in my bag, because I frickin love it xD
Other important stuff :)
Keep some money in your bag. You never know when you might need it. I usually keep 10 euros in my bag, just in case.
Anything you need for extracurricular activity!! (e.g. sports clothes etc)
Ever since I first saw someone doing this, I keep an emergency bag in my school bag. That bag contains…
Tampons (I’m a girl lol and I am not on birth control.. so these saved me a couple times xD)
Nail files/ emery boards (I was the SAVIOR of my friends so many times xD)
I also always keep a lighter with me and some gum, due to one of my friends being a smoker and she somehow sometimes forgets her lighter and gum, and also you can perfectly light candles with them. And tbh.. gum is always good xD
Feel free to add anything!! Also this is what I do and it is in no way an obligation to do everything :) it’s basically supposed to be a guideline and I hope that that is understandable :)
Tony had just called a meeting after Jarvis had informed him of some suspicious Hydra activity. If the rumors were true, they were trying to recreate The Winter Soldier.
The Avengers slowly filed into the board room while Tony stood waiting.
“What’s going on?” Asked Steve, taking a seat next to Sam and Nat.
“Where Bucky?” Tony answered with another question. “He needs to be here for this.”
“Right here.” A voice from the doorway chimed in. Bucky sat down on the other side of Sam. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine. Let’s begin.” Tony sighed, tapping the ring he was wearing against the table. “I don’t think there’s an easy way to say this so I’m just going to say it.”
“Tony…” Natasha inquired, voice low with suspicion. “What’s wrong?”
The tension in the room was easily detectable. Normally Tony wasn’t so hesitant to reveal a new mission or problem. Clint sat up in his chair and Wanda glanced around to read everyone’s faces.
Tony’s eyes flicked to Bucky and then to Steve.
“Hydra’s making a new, and probably improved, Winter Soldier.” Tony revealed, watching to gauge everyone’s reactions.
Bucky’s face was unreadable.
“Well then we need to go and find them now, before Hydra succeeds.” Steve decides, and everyone else nods.
“I agree.” Bucky adds, watching as he curls his metal fingers into a fist before unclenching them again.
“Maybe you should stay out of this one, Buck.” Steve suggests, eyeing Bucky carefully.
“I think if anyone should go, it’s Bucky..” Wanda answered before Bucky could. “After all, he probably knows his way around better than us. Also if we’re going to fight a person with a metal arm maybe bringing another metal arm is the way to go.”
“Let’s suit up.”
You’re walking down the hallway of the Hydra compound, having just returned from a mission. The line where metal connected to flesh at your shoulder hurt, you weren’t given enough time to recover after the surgery (amputation?).
Your legs were walking on autopilot back to your room for a mission debriefing, while your mind was racing.
You killed someone.
The pleading and desperate voice of the woman echoed through your head. You squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head. It was kill or be killed at Hydra, and you didn’t plan on dying so soon. You had to stay alive until you could find a way to escape.
When you joined Hydra, you were under the impression that you would become a hero. You thought they were the good guys. You didn’t know how incredibly wrong you were.
The image of that lady’s brains exiting her head flashed before your eyes and you found it hard to breathe. You frantically ripped off the mask covering your nose and mouth and sucked in the unfiltered air.
Movement above you caught your eye and you looked up. Through the glass ceiling you saw a black dot slowing increasing in size, coming down straight above you. You squinted in confusion, trying to make out what it was when suddenly it came crashing through the glass.
You quickly rolled out of the way as a man landed on the ground in front of you. It was Captain America, who was shortly joined by Iron Man and a girl with a red glow surrounding her. You recognized her as Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch, betrayer of Hydra.
“What the hell is this?” You growl, your stance defensive as emergency sirens sound around the compound.
“Found her! Well that was easy.” A man with robotic bird wings comments as he lands next to Captain America. Wanda punched his arm with a glare while Captain America took a step forward.
“I know you don’t know who we are, but we’re here to rescue you. Please, come with us.” His voice was soft and cautious, as if talking to a feral cat that he suddenly wanted as a house pet.
“I know exactly who you are.” You respond, glancing around to check for Hydra guards.
Your escape had come sooner than you’d thought, but before you could tell him that you’d go, another person landed, breaking his fall with a metal arm. You gasped, taking a step back and clenching your fists. Captain America took note of your reaction and you saw him raise his shield slightly.
“You’re-” You gasp, horrified. The mask falls out of your hand and hits the ground. “You’re him.”
The Winter Soldier stands up, and your eyes meet. You’ve never seen his whole face, in the all of the pictures he wears the mask and black makeup around his eyes.
“I know you’re very scared right now, but I can help you. I can teach you how to use the arm.” He offers, but he looks tense and on edge, probably from being even remotely close to Hydra.
“I don’t want your help!” You raise your voice, advancing towards him. “You’re the reason I’m like this! It’s your fault!”
You hear the words in your head. About how they’d make you better than him, stronger, faster, an even better arm. You stomp towards him, the technology in your arm audibly winding up to prepare for a punch. You swing but he blocks it with his own metal arm. You clash metal to metal, and you growl with effort as both arms shift gears to try to overpower the other. For a moment you begin to overpower him, and his eyes widen, before Captain America grabs you and pulls you backwards. You swing at him with your flesh hand but you’re already too far apart.
“Let go of me!” You growl out, struggling to get free. You lash out and manage to hit him in the face with your metal arm. His grip loosens just enough for you to slip out and tackle the Winter Soldier, landing a punch as you go down.
“I killed someone today!” You screamed, but your voice cracked halfway through. You move to punch him again but his metal hand encloses around yours and squeezes, hard. “I killed someone. Because of you.”
You try to rip your arm out of his hold before a ball of red energy hits you and everything goes black.
Faye stood with her arms crossed, staring at all the screens,
boards, files, documents, and information they had compiled in the past eleven
days, her concentration complete until a flicker of movement at the corner of
her eye broke it for the fifth time. Along with the break in her focus, came
the break in her temper. “Captain!” she barked, turning on Steve.
“You got it?” he asked, hope shining in his eyes.
It was the hope, barely masking the fraying control and thread of
despair which had her reining in her annoyance. “Captain, I need you to leave
“What?” he stiffened, face hardening.
“You’re continued need to pace, to move, is breaking my focus. I
can’t do this with you in here. You want this done right? You want us to get in
and get (Y/N) back? Then get the hell out of my workspace.” She pointed at the
He looked ready to argue for a moment before a sharp nod was given
and he stalked away, door banging shut with his exit.
Your phone rang as you were playing with your pet ferret. It was 4:15pm…an usual time for a call. You looked at Rodrick (the weirdest name for a pet by the way). “What do you think boy?” You spoke to him. “You think it’s the BAU?” It’s been about two weeks since your last interview and despite Chief Cruz already telling you that you’d get the call back, you were still nervous as hell that you didn’t get it.
Rodrick gave you a sneeze, bored at your excitement.
“Yeah, yeah, you don’t care, I know,” you rolled your eyes as you grabbed your cellphone. Your heart beat faster when you saw the name read ‘Emily’. You answered the call. “Hello?”
“Hey, Baby. You got a go bag?” Emily sounded like she was smiling.