#beyondhelp

[kiasalehi]

Week 7, Day 2

Let’s make _todos an object instead of an array, we said. How bad could it be, we said.

Answer: after we spent most of the day refusing to backtrack and instead constructing elaborate workarounds for basic functionality that was no longer accessible to us, Gage looked at the errors in our console, realized it was 5pm, and walked away laughing. 

[tsukkiis-blog]

beyond help | cupids-boy

His days were often boring, filled with hours of monotonous silence and tedious paperwork. Tsukishima spent his time being lazy. Often times he lounged on the couches and daydreamed. Other times he would wander the grounds of Ignis's spectacular mansion. The building provided many places to escape to, quiet rooms and an even quieter library. Ignis didn't have many live-in members now, and even if it did, the blonde would still wander around and stick his nose in places it didn't belong. This was all during the day. At night, he escaped to the town, sometimes visiting Kuroo, other times just wandering around the streets of New York City. But this routine was getting boring and annoying. 

Tsukishima hadn't visited Kuroo in a while, and it wasn't like the man could just come here whenever he felt like. The two of them were from separate families; they lived completely different lives. He was electricity while Kuroo was water-- it wasn't an ideal matchup. But he was addicted to the other male, despite their families' rivalry.

To break his boring cycle, the blonde decided to pay a visit to Cupidos, the club Kuroo owned. His steps were leisurely and drawn out; he wasn't too eager but he wasn't completely disinterested either. The sky above was covered in clouds, suggesting a downpour in the works for later. Tsukishima hurried along the sidewalk to the large building-- it was impossible to miss. Today would've gone like any other if there had been a swarm of people at the club, if the bouncers had been waiting to greet him, or even someone was at the bar. But the building was as quiet as a ghost town; it was completely empty.

The silence was nearly deafening.

Perhaps if Tsukishima had paid attention to their boss earlier he would've heard what he said. But standing there now, surrounded by empty silence, the man's words came rushing back to him. Ignis had captured someone from Oceanus for questioning the night before. The blonde had thought nothing of it until now. Could it be ...? No, Kuroo was never this careless. But there was only one way to find out, and he severely hoped he was wrong.

Tsukishima took off running, weaving through crowds of people and the filled streets of New York. There was a spark of electricity along his skin; it spoke of the fear running through him. He nearly tripped over the doorframe racing back into Ignis' large mansion. When he reached their interrogation room, his heart sank-- his suspicions had been correct.

Sitting bruised and bloody in the middle of the room was Kuroo.

[jemini-kirby]

Can anyone explain to me how in the world can someone make their bed when it is against a wall?

Like seriously!

What

The

Fudgcicle!

Do you move the bed and stuff the blanket and hope it looks good?

And my bed is just all like

Note: Most of these pictures are not as dramatic as they should be

is there a secret I don't know about like some sort of magic floating sheets that slip through the nonexistent space between mattress and wall like wtF IS THIS?!