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[icebitxh]

    whiskey hues were blood shot, echo had been up all night working and the girls had a play for school she wanted to go to, she’d sleep later before work. still she rested her head on lou’s lap. she had been home for only a few minutes. “remind me again why working at a bar is a good idea.” fingers laced with the others. “how’d you sleep last night?”

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[cleverasthcdevil]

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“A mother would do anything for the love of their daughter.”

[wolveshonor]

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It wasn’t supposed to go this way. She had come over late, as she normally did. They had been talking, half dressed--as they usually did. And then the call came: her daughter feeling ill, the babysitter having an emergency elsewhere. Now Robb was driving Louisiana back to her place and parking outside as she went to check on her daughter, the little girl she had tried to keep away, to keep that part of her life and this part--his part--separate. “Let me help,” he said quietly as he shut off the car. “I can make you two dinner. Get medicine. Whatever you need.” 

[cosmicfell-blog]

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“It was a small fire, and I am okay, Ai  tombom. There was no need for you to leave your post for this“  which she was okay, for the most part, one arm was bandaged and the apprentice who caused the fire was being properly punished as they spoke. It could have been worse, she only wished the nosy second she was sure ran to get her wife, had told her there was no need to come running and that she was not harmed.

[painlived-blog]

jessica often made an effort to not get overly involved with any of her cases but there are certain exceptions that are made consistently.  her client,  suspecting that her husband was cheating on her,  had of course been right and furious when she’d shown the pictures and evidence.  the client had tried to turn her into some kind of hitwoman.  she’d just about lost it,  and even if she could claim she doesn’t care about the girl,  she wouldn’t just leave it be.  “hey.”  showing up where she worked was probably bad manners.  “listen,  the older guy you’re sleeping with?  his wife wants you dead.  might want to back off.”

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[hidennatblida]

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“ What’s it like? ”

[viablesolution]

          “ so i didn’t make the quidditch team. big fuckin’ deal. i don’t care. ”

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[tostxyalive]

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Clarke held the baby rocking it back and forth, sighing quietly as Lou walked in the door. “Jesus, fuck.” Clarke whispered, trying not to wake the sleeping baby in her arms, “You said you would be back hours ago.”