Your muse just walked in on mine being physically abused. Leave in my ask your muses reaction
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Your muse just walked in on mine being physically abused. Leave in my ask your muses reaction
"To put it the easy way, you’re looking at your own personal ghost who wants to help you get over your past crap even more than he wants to get in your pants." he said teasingly, stretching a bit after a long day of walking to find her. "And oh, how I long to seduce you out of those clothes…"
"Alright, so... You're a ghost. You want to help be get over issues and you want to get in my pants?" Callidora blinked a him for a moment, then laughed and shook her head. "Funny. Now do you want a room or are you just here to bother me?"
"Well hello there, hot stuff." he laughed, looking her over. "Guess you can see me, so you’re the new job. Name’s Liam, and you’ve got some fucked up problems to be taken care of."
"W-What? Excuse me? What are you talking about?" Callidora asked, confused and a bit shocked. Fucked up problems? What was going on.
♔ Open with Jaci ♔
"Oh, I don’t know." Jaci’s face reddened a bit. "Not that any high-class people would ever recognize someone like me, but I’ll definitely think about it. I need to get away from those shits I call my family.”
"I totally understand." Ryan nodded. "Hey, why don't you come check out the hotel with me? See if you like it?" He shoved his hands in his pockets,
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"Hello! Welcome to the Whitmore Hotel! How may I help you?"
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"Welcome to the Whitmore Hotel! Concierge is right over there, Bar that way. Need anything else?"
{+4} entered the bakery
Sailor was looking around the kitchen for the strawberries that he’d just bought at the market only an hour ago. He scratched his head in confusion just as he heard the bell over the bakery door begin to ring. He sighed, walking out into the main room. He grinned at the new customer, “Good morning! You haven’t seen any rogue strawberries running around out here, have you?”
"Rogue Strawberries?" Callidora repeated with a soft laugh. "I can't say if I have." Her eyes ran over the store. "I'd love to help look though!" She smiled, her gaze moving back to the boy. "I'm always loosing things."
Nico smiled back and her a muttered, “OK,” and started to look around again after he left. His father would’ve been proud of him for being able to afford this place, and that was what made him the happiest about this. He was definitely a ‘Well Done, Son’ guy, even if praise from his father was something he never had to struggle to get.
Kathrine flounced away, only to return a few moments later with a grin. "Alright! It'll be just a few minutes." She leaned against the counter again, looking at him. "So, What's it like to be able to afford this?"
When someone drops your thread that you thought was going well and you're just like:
"Hello! Who are you?"
"William Harvard, at your service."
Nick couldn’t help but moan out loudly. He connected his lips to Will’s again, kissing him desperately. “Need.. You..” He whimpered into the kiss, taking Will’s lower lip between his teeth and tugging lightly.
Nicks moan made a chill run down Wills spine, this boy was driving him crazy. He understood how desperate the boy was, because he was just as desperate.He grunted, pulling at the boys boxers.
He ordered two plain whiskeys, turning back to the other male with slightly pink cheeks. “You seem to be talkin’ to yourself, darlin’.”
"Oh no, I'm talking to you, Sweet Thing." Will grinned. "Don't doubt yourself. You're handsome, own it."
"No it’s not. I wish it was so you wouldn’t be so scared." She kissed her forehead and sat by her pulling her close. "But it’s okay..I’m here now." Violet whispered
Brooklyn let her pull her in, a little too confused and shocked to do anything else. "W-What's even going on?" She asked. "I-If you're d-dead how can you tou-touch me?"
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Noah gave the man a wide smile. “Wow, this hotel has great service,” He then continued to walk over to the greeter and asked “Are you just the greeter or can I ask you to help me find my room and stuff?”
Will chuckled. "It does, it does." He ruffled his blonde hair. "Well, I am just the doorman, but I'd love to help you anyway, I have a break I need to take." He smiled at the boy. "I always love to help, handsome boys."
"Thanks for having me." Jake said, smiling with his backpack on his shoulder. "How are you today?"
"I-I'm okay. How a-are you?"
"Whitmore Hotel? Hm I heard there was some kind of freak accident here"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Sir."
She bit her lip and helped her back upstairs and to the couch.
Brooklyn sat down, blinking. "Please tell me this is all just a sick joke. Please."