#kdramawomensweek: day 2 // rent’s due (a character whose journey through adulthood you identify with…someone who you feel reflects to some degree the struggle of either blazing through life or falling and getting back up again)
Quite a number of you were pretty upset with the first 4 frames I posted as wips(it was very entertaining to read some of your tags) but don’t worry!! Makoto and Haru will get through anything and they’ll come out stronger. Keep your heads up!!
Also I’m sorry that it’s such a long post(especially if you’re not into Free! or makoharu)!
so me and my boyfriend are playing Life Is Strange on his PS4 and I mentioned it being kind of popular lesbian stuff and he just looked at me all confused like: whaat what lesbian there are none… wait you mean Chloe and Max… they are friends..umm but they are cute…ummmmmm I don’t know Kate.
*3 hours later*
Chloe: If you’re hardcore then kiss me Max choice one: Kiss Chloe choice two: don’t kiss Chloe
me: ooooh yeeesss finally boyfriend looks at me grinning while I laugh and try to steal the controller from him: ooooooooookaaay you were right *he himself hits option one*
Jack had noticed the first few on his ankle. Snowflakes. They had to be believer marks, one each for Jamie, Pippa, Monty, Cupcake, Claude, Caleb, each unique, plus one more at half the size that must have been for Sophie.
Were there more?
Jack turned and twisted to look at his skin, yanking off his hoodie.
The dishes clanked as I set them one by one on top of each other in the cabinet. When I was finished, I leaned against the counter and looked around the kitchen. I guess it’ll look like home someday.
I’d moved into the tiny apartment the week before after breaking up with my now ex-boyfriend, Dax. It sucked.
Days were spent pouring into work, evenings I tried to read or do something distracting, and nights, well I saved those for pity parties and late night TV if I couldn’t sleep.
One Friday evening, I thought I’d do laundry - I doubted anyone else would be using the common laundry room a weekend, so I figured I’d have it to myself. I was stuffing my sheets in the dryer when a guy walked in carrying basket of clothes. He was tall, so tall, and good looking; tan, dark hair, light eyes, wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, and sandals.
He nodded at me. “Hey.”
I shyly said ‘hi’ back. I didn’t normal talk to strange people, actually, I hated it- but when he dumped the whole basket of whites and colors all together, turned the water on cold, and didn’t turn his jeans inside out -I started to cringe.
“Umm…” I tried not to sound condescending. “If you put those white shirts in with the red ones they might end up pink.”
He looked at me quizzically. “You the laundry fairy or something?”
“No. Sorry.” I turned my attention back to mine tumbling around in the dryer.
“Oh… I was kinda hoping you were. I could use the help.” He snickered.
So, that’s how I met Sid. He lived a building over in the complex, he was a detective for the local police. And he had no idea how to do laundry.
I would have been happy seeing him every Friday for laundry night, but he was more assertive than me - so he asked me if I wanted to come eat pizza with him and his friends the next night. So I obliged.
Saturday nights pizza became a regular thing for us, and something I looked forward to every week. We’d hang out with his friends (slowly becoming my friends), eat, play games inside, play volleyball in the courtyard, watch a movie, anything really.
As usual, Sid asked to walk me home, and I don’t know how it started, but he brought up exes and well…
“Yeah, I just moved here a couple months ago because my ex and I broke up.” I said ambling a long the sidewalk.
“You broke up? Like it was mutual?” He asked.
“Well, I left.” I sighed.
“Oooh, heartbreaker are you?”
“Hah… no, I left because he cheated on me.” I felt embarrassed admitting it.
“What? Who would cheat on you?”
We reached my apartment and I reached to unlock the door. “I guess he would.” I said with a sigh.
I don’t know if it was because Sid just seemed like he’d understand or was trustworthy or what- but I decided to tell him something I hadn’t told anyone else. “It went on for a while. I just had this feeling, you know? I even asked him to his face ‘are you cheating on me?’ and he just outright lied to me. And I believed him.”
I suddenly felt a stir of emotions and began to chew on my thumbnail as a distraction.
Sid’s face fell. Then he looked a little angry. Then sad again. “I’m sorry. That sucks.” He said. “I know that doesn’t help, but I’m sorry.”
He gave me a smile. “Hey, you can always hang out with me though.”
I have him a half hearted smile. “Thanks. I wasn’t looking for sympathy, now I feel weird.” I chuckled nervously.
Just then my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a text from Dax, 'I found some of your things, including your passport, come get them now or I’ll throw them out.’
“Ah, god, you are such a jerk.” I mumbled under my breath.
“Huh?” Sid said.
“Oh! Sorry!” I snapped back to reality. “No, that’s him now.” I explained Dax’s text. “I don’t want to go, because I’ll have to see him and his new girlfriend, Jessie… the girl he cheated with.” I rolled my eyes. “But I need that stuff.”
“What? I?” I was at a loss for words, but I did like this idea. A lot.
“C'mon, we’ll take my car.”
We arrived at Dax’s apartment a few minutes later and knocked on the door.
Dax opened the door, I can’t explain the sheer pleasure I felt seeing the look on his face when he saw Sid beside me. One of the most rewarding experiences of my life.
“Hi.” Dax opened the door and let us in. I could tell he was pissed at me bringing a guy with me, but I didn’t really care considering his girlfriend had moved in right after I left. At least he was quiet, I didn’t have to hear his bragging about all the great things that had happened to him since we broke up.
Dax just eyed Sid as he handed me the box of my things.
“So what? Did you hire a body guard or something?” Dax sneered. “No normal person is that jacked.”
“Heh.” Sid snickered. “Do I make you feel like a child? You should, because that’s the way you act, ya baby.”
“What?” Dax snapped.
My eyes jumped from one to the other. I was pretty sure Sid could handle himself and I was enjoying every moment of his verbal lashing to Dax.
“What kinda self respecting man would cheat on his girlfriend and then lie to her face about it? God, you’re disgusting… I don’t even want to look at you.” Sid’s raised his voice, but remained calm.
“That’s not your business.” Dax retorted.
“Yeah? Yeah, it is my business.” Sid leaned over Dax like he was talking to a little kid. He pointed at me. “Because now, it’s gonna take her a really long time to get over this shit, and she’ll still remember when piece of trash Dax cheated on her- and then it makes it really damn hard for her to trust good guys like me. Good guys that maybe wanna date her, and treat her nice, ya know?” Sid was staring at me now.
Dax scoffed. My face went red.
“We’re not all like this, honey. I’m sorry you had to deal with him.” Sid closed the space between us and put an arm around me, guiding me out of the apartment. Before he left, he called over his shoulder, “And Jessie, he cheated once- he’ll probably do it again! Jus’ saying.”
We exited the apartment and got in the car. Holy shit. Did that just happen?
A/N: Thank you guys so much for the response to the last chapter and the story it self. Each message literally made my day and thank you from the bottom of my heart! It meant so much to me!
This chapter is a bit on the slower side but makes times jump ahead! So without further wait here it is! Enjoy…
“ADDY!” Ainsley called her name
through the closed door of her bedroom. Placing her straightening iron down on
the bathroom counter she quickly ran out of her room in haste wondering why she
“What’s wrong?!” Adalyn rounded the corner into the kitchen
with a worried expression. She glanced at her roommate with a confused look who
was clearly fine. “You cannot do that to me this early in the morning. You
nearly gave me a freight!” Addy scolded her placing her hand over her pounding
Ainsley angled her head up at her
roommate, a smirk forming at the edges of her mouth. “Relax Addy. I was simply
calling you to come and get your love
letter from a certain soldier.” She tossed a letter onto the counter that
was addressed to Adalyn in Harry’s handwriting.