#ft. maiah

[motyleffect]

Dear future me,

Dear future me,

How does it look like from up there? Is it comfortable? Is it too windy? Are you there by yourself or did you take your friends with you? How is it, Riley? Tell me. How is it like to be above all and everything? How is it like to be praised and feared? (Wait, are you praised, feared or both?) Are you having fun?          How is Alma?       How is Maiah?      Did you keep them alive as you promised, kiddo?

             Did you?

                                      DID YOU??

                                                                                         DID YOU???

Let this letter be a reminder that even against your will, you have started to bond with people. Yes, yes, I know we both wanted that, but... were you aware of the consequences? Concern, paranoia and fear are now part of your daily routine since you managed to involve two innocent souls in your wicked games. They don’t deserve this, Riley. They don’t deserve the lies and the danger you are putting them through. What are you gonna do if something happens to them? What are you gonna do when they don’t understand when something bad happens? What are you gonna tell their families? More lies?

I just hope that the future me can take the proper decisions, that he can hold people close and protect them, that he doesn’t let the anger and ambition corrupt him to a point of no return. I hope that I, Riley Mendel, can eventually pick the right thing to do.

                                                                                Love, God.

@maikovich   @almasuareznyc

[motyleffect]

what's something that you like to do to relax?

“I actually like watching Maiah play video games or just binge watch anything related to horror, mystery or crime”.

@maikovich

[motyleffect]

how do you feel about maiah?

“How does she even reaches the buttons of the controller with such tiny hands? I know how to lose...”. LIAR. “...and I have to admit she is a very good gamer and pretty good with computers. She does in minutes what would take me hours. She has the softest hair and rambles a lot when stressed, she is like... an anxious chinchilla! Good roommate, even though she still doesn’t wanna do my laundry”.

@maikovich

[motyleffect]

💤 for maiah

It’s been three months since he brought Maiah in to live with him. Aside from their missions ( once or twice per month ), Riley couldn’t describe their friendship particularly close. He was usually out at the zoo or with other people and she was--- well, doing something; the boy never paid much attention to that.

Now it was late and he found himself re-reading the whole Sherlock Holmes collection. Whenever he felt stuck, reading these stories helped him to relax and find a new angle to his problems. It was a big couch and Riley liked to consider it his and that’s why he found it a bit... cringey whenever Maiah sat on there as well as if it was any other cheap piece of furniture, but at least she didn’t make any noise, she would just play video games or wander around her social media stuff in silence with him.

                                                                            She was good company, though.

“Good evening”, he vaguely commented when he heard the door unlock. He didn’t like to say ‘good night’ unless he was going to sleep, so it didn’t matter if it was past midnight, a ‘good evening’ was still in order. His eyes didn’t move from the words he quickly absorbed and oh! This was his favorite part. His brain started to disconnect from reality, when he felt a change of weight on the couch and he lowered his book just to notice the small blonde climbing up next to him. “What--- what are you doing?”, he asks pushing himself as far as possible from her, but the back of the couch didn’t give him much more space for that. The girl mumbled something he didn’t catch and before he knew, he was being her very personal living pillow. Some minutes passed by as he wondered how to get rid of her cautiously, but the sudden warmth created by her body on his and the dim warm light of the lamp next to the couch made him yawn. Eventually, his mind started fogging and before he knew it, he had dropped the book on the carpet and spooned his hacker.

@maikovich