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“They’re disgusting, aren’t they?” Troy asked Eile, folding his arms over his chest as he watched Ren and Aishani walk on ahead of them on the trail. Walking hand in hand, all smiles as they seemed to share in a secret only the two of them knew.

It could give somebody cavities it was so sweet.

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[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.

It wasn’t often that they got storms in their little town--but when they did, they could be rough. The power was out, had been out for a few hours and Troy was journeying out from the safety and warmth of his home to not only gather some supplies but to make sure that people were okay.

His large frame jogged down the street, choosing not to bring out the Jeep in these conditions, narrowly avoiding stepping into a puddle that was sure to have gotten his socks soaked.

He tossed the hood of his rain slicker back and shook out brown hair once he was under the safety of the awning of the hardware store, now closed up. He spotted a familiar face hurrying down the sidewalk, heading in the same direction he was going--the grocery store.

“Eile! Hey, Elie!” he called, looking out into the street suddenly as a clap of thunder shook the earth around them.

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Ren wasn’t good at entertaining but he did like that his home was one that people could gather at and interact and enjoy each other’s company. He sat back at the dining room table with his coffee, a grin on his face as he watched and listened to the three women seated at his table.

Olive of course held the other two captive with one of her stories, peppered with her overdramatic flair. His eyes drift over to Shani and his insides warm and get those familiar fuzzy feelings, reminiscent of being in love for the very first time, the feeling he got every time he looked at her.

The third female was yet another newcomer, a writer who they had already come to love and enjoy spending time with. Eile. They had welcomed her in and accepted her as if they were all old friends. The only person who wasn’t at the table who happened to be in the house was Troy.

Not unusual, Troy usually slept in on the days he didn’t have to work or if he was going on one of his night treks. Ren sat back in his chair, shaking his head as the male in question walked, no sauntered into the room with a certain sort of swagger he’d had since he was in high school.

And.....wearing no shirt. Jeans hanging on his slender hips lower than they should be.

“What are you doing? You can’t walk around here like that--we have company.”

It was a common occurrence for Troy to stay over at Ren’s house. Troy enjoyed his independence but that big house could get awfully lonely. He didn’t have any family that lived close by and in all honesty, Ren was a brother he’d never had. So he stayed with him and Olive and their dad quite a bit.

He rose late and hopped out of bed, not having taken his jeans off from the day before and just walked on into the dining room, thinking nothing of it. Ren’s statement made him pause, brown eyes counting the people in the room until he reached a face he didn’t know.

“Ohhhhh, my bad. Sorry, just....don’t look?” he offered, walking past the table to get to the coffee pot. He filled a cup and added just enough milk to change color before he turned around to view them, leaning his back against the counter. He cradled his cup in both of his bear paws of hands and looked back at them.

“What are we talking about? Please don’t stop because of me.”