#changingroads

[blackwiidowsniper]

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“Hey, are you doing alright?”

Victoria took a step closer to the slim woman. Normally she would have kept her distance, would have left well enough alone, but the sweltering heat of the desert prompted her to act.

“If you need some water I might have a bottle to spare.”

[summoners-path]

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[sugcrbomb]

@changing-roads

  A whistle left Shilo’s mouth. So this was the Strip, huh? All that time saving up the caps to visit while she worked in Freeside - it seemed worth it already. Her eyes were fixed on the huge, lit sign for the casino right in front of her. Gomorrah - she’d heard of that one. Might have sounded pretty cool, if she hadn’t also heard of its owners. 

  Where to start...?

  Maybe she should ask someone. The casino on the other side of the street looked closed, but as she was about to try walking on down the road, she spotted someone emerging. 

  “Hey! You -- you couldn’t help me for a sec here, could ya? Wh...”

  She trailed off, blinking at the lights again.

  “... I got no idea what to do first.”

[atombitch-blog]

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     there’s muffled shouting in the next room. something clatters to the ground; the cracked kitchen door opens with a creak, and sonja comes out in a huff, letting the wood swing closed on the figure behind her. a beat. the figure doesn’t follow, thank god.

     ‘don’t mind that,’ sonja says, kneeling down to adjust her boot, purposefully avoiding eye contact with e1-34 like she’s a scared animal (most synths fresh out of the institute are, in their own ways).  ‘stockton’s bit rough round the edges, but it’s nothing to do with you. you’re with me from here. safehouse is a good way’s south from this point, then i’m out of your hair.’ clinical. smooth. in control. in her experience, it can be a comfort.

    she stands, offers her hand. ‘eurydice. you have something you’d like me to call you?’ she pauses. ‘i realize it can be a bit. much, out here. i apologize for any shock.’

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ovo!

i think that!!! memo might take a shining to her, in his own weird way? like ‘man that dude looked at ya all funny want me to beat him up? >:O!!!’ i think he’d like her recklessness (throwing caution to the wind all the time himself) SO!!!! i think they’d get along very well :>

[directionerfandomfantasies]

One shot: for changingroads

You walked towards the park bench having your ice cold tears and fall hard on your cheeks. You sat on the wooden park bench pulling your knees up to your chest and sobbing onto them. How could he do something like this to me? You had no time to question the fact that you just saw your so called boyfriend cheat on you, all you could do now was just sit alone by your self, and let the cold winter air hit your skin as you cried. 

You looked at your phone and checked the time, it was midnight. You looked up to the stars and looked back down at your phone and you started to delete him from your contacts and all his inbox messages to you. You started to calm down a bit and you heard a whoosh noise come towards you and you felt the hard soccer ball hit the back of your head and fall behind you. 

You heard someone run towards you and come in front of the bench. A tall boy ran and grabbed the ball, then came infront of the bench and was about to say something but then stopped. He had curly brown hair but he covered it with a grey crochet beanie. He wore a white t-shirt with a matching long-sleeve underneath and black soccer shorts with white knee high socks and colourful cleats. He was quite good looking but you weren't really focusing on that at the given moment, since the back of your head was throbbing with pain and you were still thinking about your pathetic so-called boyfriend.

"I'm so sorry ! Are you alright ?" He said as he examined you whole exterior. "I'm okay, don't worry-" "No you're not" he said but he bit his lip realizing what he said may not have been the best thing. You wiped the remaining tears from your eyes and you kind of smiled. "You're right, i'm definitely not fine, but I don't want to bore you with my horrible love life-" "Don't be silly" He said as he smiled and he looked back to his friends playing soccer, he tossed the ball over your head to his friend and he sat down next to you on the bench. 

"Well before you get started, my name's Harry" he said as he smiled widely. "I'm Karley" you said sniffling back the unwanted tears. 

You told Harry everything that happened tonight, and he was probably the best listener out there. He told you some advice, and what he thought about the situation. He threw in some flirtatious lines, which had you blushing like crazy. You looked back to your phone and saw it buzzing. You quietly laughed to yourself and you looked at him. 

"Can you believe this?" you said and you showed him your phone screen. It was texts from your boyfriend, telling you he wants to break up with you. Harry laughed "Well at least now I know your single" he said winking which made you smile. Harry looked at his watch and looked behind him and saw his friends already left. "Karley, you do know it's 2 am right ?" he said laughing. "Really? Wow, I guess time flies by" you both stood up and exchanged a hug. "Can I have your number?" he said nervously, sort of stuttering. "Yeah sure" you said as you exchanged your phones and put your numbers into each of them. "Hopefully we can hang out soon, does tomorrow sound ok?" He said anxiously "I would love that" you said smiling. "Great, i'll text you in the morning beautiful" he said and he walked the opposite way.