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  It wasn’t hard to find where Kai was hiding. He was still using the credit card Matilda had given him after all. His purchases were right there where she could see them. She didn’t like having to hunt her brother down but after getting the ring cursed, she needed to speak with him sooner rather then later. Normally she would let him come to her as they always made up quickly but she just didn’t have time for that. She had to save him. What he was doing would end up hurting him more in the end. She couldn’t handle it if something happened to him. 

 She managed to get into his room no problem. She just compelled a staff member to get the room number and key and she was in. Of course Kai wasn’t there. Though by the messy look of things he had been. She didn’t know when he would be back but she could wait. It wasn’t like she had anything more pressing right now. This was what was important. So she sat down on the chair provided and she waited. Absently twirling the ring in her fingers as she looked it over. So she just sat there in the dark waiting for her brother to return. 

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House Hunting with the Hunts

  Matilda knocked on her brothers hotel room door. “ Kai, come on we were going to meet an hour ago. If you are still in bed I am going to come in there and dump a bucket of ice water on your head.” She scolded playfully. She was feeling a bit better after her cry with Damien. She had just gotten the news this morning that the cafe was hers and she was going to start remodel the next day. Today she was house hunting. She couldn’t stand living in a hotel for much longer. Between the bad room service and the noisy neighbors, she was ready for her own place again. 

   “ I am counting to three and if you don’t open up, I will go compel the front desk girl to give me a key to your room and come in there myself.” she threatened. 

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Self-Para- Rushing from Flames

 Gone, nearly everything was just gone. Matilda stood in shock for the most part looking at the damaged rubble that was once her home. The entire front half had completely caved in and the top floor was now on the bottom floor. Thankfully she has been in the backyard with it all happened but fuck. Matilda stood there in shock for a moment. Her hand reaching towards her pocket to retrieve her phone only to find the pocket empty.

  Shit, her phone had been on the charger in the living room which was conveniently buried under what used to be her bedroom. After taking a second to gather her thoughts Matilda headed to what remained of her house. She climbed over the rubble and pulled out one of her bags that was sticking out from under some boards. She did some digging searching for specific items as she franticly gathered what she could. With no phone, she had to hurry. She needed to locate her family and Clary. She saw her paintings scattered around but she could always send for them. She grabbed a few clothing items, a leather-bound book and a single hand-made iron rose that now had a dent in the stem. As she headed for the door, she noticed her purse peeking out from some of the kitchen rubble and she snatched that as well. She checked her wallet. She had money and her cards. Okay so she could make it but right now she just needed to find her family. Her best bet was to head to the shop.

 Matilda pondered whether she should take her car or not. Though honestly in this mess she had no idea where the keys were. No, her best bet was to start running. After securing her bag around her shoulders; she took off running towards town.  Her eyes widening as increasingly horrifying sights feel before her. The whole fucking town was on fire?! The hell happened?! Matilda forced herself to focus. She needed to find her family.  They had to be okay, they just had to be. She felt sick to her stomach and panic was slowly starting to set in. The whole town was pretty much destroyed. She could even see dead bodies here and there. People she knew. People she had spoken with. She felt sick but she had to push through.

“Kai!!! Damien!!” She yelled stopping where a once high end clothing store had stood. She felt her eyes stinging with tears that threatened to burst out. No, not like this. She had just gotten her family back. She couldn’t lose them like this! Matilda turned on her heels and rushed towards her shop. Her mind was racing and complete panic was setting in. This town, her home, her friends all destroyed. She had no way of contacting anyone. What was she going to do?...

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Hunt Sibling Dinner

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 Matilda had trusted Clary to take Djo out for the night while she had dinner with her siblings. She did this for two reasons. One: her siblings tended to get smashed and she didn’t want her beautiful Djo around that for a first impressive of Matilda’s brothers. Two: she wanted Djo to go out and meet new people so she had friends in this town as well. Matilda was always encouraging her to get out, meet folks and make friends.  Okay and the third reason was that honestly it had been so long since she had seen her brothers. She just wanted to be selfish and have an evening alone with her brothers. Something she was lucky her open minded girlfriend understood.

   Matilda hummed along with the classical music she had playing while she chopped some more fresh herbs to put in the asparagus soup. She was making a nice 4 course Meal. For appetizers, she had made herb and goat cheese crostini’s that she would broil before serving so it would be lightly golden before she topped it with some fresh tomatoes and basil. For the second course, she was making a creamy asparagus soup with an herb cream drizzle to add before serving. For the main course, she had roasting a duck with baby veggies roasted in the drippings. She was letting the duck cool before she was going to carve it and make a sauce from the left-over drippings to drizzle over the meat and veggies. For dessert, she had made a mousse trio, one of milk chocolate with fresh mint, one white chocolate with raspberry syrup and finally a dark chocolate with espresso creamed whip topping.

    Matilda smiled proudly at her selection for the night and she took a sip of the white wine she had opened to enjoy while she cooked. Before she left New Orleans, her family had a chef that cooked for her and her siblings. She had learned a lot since the last time they sat down for a meal. She knew she had made way too much but she could just take some left overs to Clary the next day. She was already planning to make her some sugar cookies with a surprise strawberry filling as a thank you for her help.  Matilda glanced at the clock and smiled. Her brothers should be arriving any minute. 

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Coffee & Old Times

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  Matilda leaned from side to side balancing her weight from one foot to the other as she scanned over the paint sample strips she had tapped to the wall. Having just bought the business, Espresso yourself, she was planning to give it a face lift. New machines, fresh paint, fresh decor hell she might even paint a mural on the one wall as a visual for some added character. The problem that plagued her in that very moment was colors.     Matilda was trying to go for a fresh look. So far, she had selected royal blue and gold. A classic color scheme for a coffee shop especially in a town full of super naturals, then there was the more crimson and gold theme which gave off a stronger feeling but almost felt to prudent to her. Then she tried switching it up with royal blue and silver. Something more calm and regal. But it felt a little to subtle. She groaned and she pulled the paint stripes down tossing them to the side before turning to return to her book of samples.      “No, no, no it is all wrong…I am going in the wrong path” she sighed. She had remodeled, re-decorated, and flipped bakeries, cafes, and business’s all over Europe with no problem but this one was already giving her a headache. With only one employee this place was in desperate need of both upgrading and more staffing. The staffing could wait though. After all she had been at the shop alone almost all day and she had managed just fine. With one small rush in the morning the rest of the day drew on. Even now the tables were empty and her last customer was at least a half an hour ago.      Matilda sighed and she crossed her arms over her chest impatiently. “Perhaps I am looking at this all wrong…I need a theme, an idea” she said with a sigh “Something to liven the place up so it doesn’t seem so…dreary” she said to herself. She was lost in thought as she mindlessly flipped through the paint samples in her binder when she heard the bell for the front door ring. She looked up from her spot and she smiled. Good a customer, that was a wanted distraction as far as she was concerned.     “Welcome to Espresso Yourself, what can I make for you today?” she asked in a cheery voice. Customer service was easy. Smile, look pretty, make the coffee, and wish them a good day. It wasn’t rocket science.  As owner, she took on whatever role was lacking until more staffing could be acquired. Even if that meant making coffee.