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WHEW WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I UPDATED THIS AGAIN

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FIRST STRIP FINALLY

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And we begin Chapter 1: A Study in Pink!

[ronniecarr-blog1]

Ronnie had spoken to this girl before... at least he was pretty sure that he had spoken to her. She seemed kind enough, and her intentions weren’t anything to look down upon... at least he thought they weren’t. He just wasn’t sure what she wanted so out of the blue. Especially after such a mediocre encounter previous to her reaching out. It just seemed a little bit odd was all. “Gwen?” He asked, upon seeing the red head, hopeful he had remembered her name correctly.

[evonnehby-blog]

Moving into dorm rooms was complicated for Evonne. Even though she’d already gone through 2 years of it, she still found it to be quite a hassle - especially when she was a ‘carry all the grocery bags into the house so I don’t need to make a second trip’ kind of person. The brunette walked down the hall with a suitcase in one hand and a box in the other, but sadly she’d still need to go back and make another trip since she couldn’t live without the rest of her clothes. Difficulty struck when the door made contact with her box and not her hand - fuck - she thought to herself as her head turned to different directions to see if there were any girls near by who could give her a hand, and sure enough she found one. “Hey!” She shouted over to her, hoping she wouldn’t just walk off and ignore her plea for help. “Could you give me a hand? I think my arm’s gonna give out soon enough.”

@maggie-brookes @lia1x1s

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Unexpected Ally || Chloe&Ryker

This wasn’t how she had expected her life to go. Then again, there might have been something a little strange if she had expected for her family to be overthrown, her father murdered, brother captured and herself barely managing to escape the same fate.  Chloe wasn’t even sure how it had all happened.  One moment she had been asleep in her bed and the next her childhood nanny was rushing her out the underground tunnels that she had played in so many times as a child.  That was nearly a month ago now.  Chloe had not thought much of her ability to survive without the luxuries that had always been a part of her day to day life. She was a soft girl, quiet and trusting - it was not the sort of personality that bode well for life on the run. 

But when it was your life or theirs it seemed that even the softest of people could make the hardest of choices. At the very least, Chloe had figured out how to stay out of sight. She had figured out how to get what she needed while trusting the smallest amount of people possible. It was not a nice life, but it was a life.  She would do what she had to to keep it that way.  Which is why her hand wrapped around the small blade she had managed to steal a number of weeks ago when she heard footsteps approaching her current hiding spot (an abandon warehouse on the outside of town). Perhaps it would have been more logical to hide -what was Chloe, as kind as she is, truly going to do with any weapon? - but that wasn’t in her. Not really. So instead she kept her hand on the knife, and her eyes directed into the darkness, waiting to see what it had to hold for her.  

It was really only a matter of time until someone had found her anyway.

“Who’s there?”

[daisyaisms-blog]

“I can’t believe I flunked this bio stupid test, I had an all nighter and it still didn’t help. You know I’d really appreciate your help studying, think you could give me a hand?” 

[jeremymwashere-blog]

After a long day of driving all around town, Jeremy was finally at his final delivery of the day. He parked his car outside of the house, taking the pizza box and debit machine if need with him as he got out. His job wasn’t all too bad, it was just giving people their food anyways but it could be tiring since he was used to doing nothing. He made his way up the steps and promptly rang the doorbell and hoping to get it over with.