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Mitch barely even waited for Abel to finish explaining himself before he found himself bounding over to his car, his surprise being washed over with a feeling of glee. "You've no idea how long I've been waiting for this," Mitch said with a renewed excitement in his voice. He tossed his bag and...

Now that Mitch had made his way out of the neighborhood that had once been his home, he felt a wash of uncertainty fall over him. On the outer end of the street leading into the town of Juniper Hollow, he turned to give one final regard to the neighborhood. It didn't matter how mixed the...

Mitch squeezed Abel's hands back, his grip tight and unrelenting. He would be crying, but instead he just felt cold, and... For some reason, he felt ashamed of himself; like this was a personal failure, an attempt that just didn't land. He turned to see if he could spot Ishade through the...

Mitch could feel the time pass, and yet he couldn't build up the courage to let go. What could he say? What could he do? Abel's grip around him was firm, almost suffocating, but Mitch didn't mind that. He just sat in that moment, drinking it in before inevitably having to let it go. He let his...

Mitch squashed out his own cigarette before reciprocating the hug, sort of stumbling into Abel's arms and resting his chin on Abel's shoulder. It was obvious that he was still holding back. Whether he was holding back affection or tears, he wasn't really sure. Regardless, he wrapped his arms...

Mitch opened his mouth as if to try to give some words of comfort, or just anything. Instead, another cigarette appeared in his own mouth. His lips closed down around it and he lit Abel's cigarette with the Zippo before lighting his own. He took a long drag from it, to the point where it started...

The turbulence and discomfort never truly faded during Mitch's time at the boarding house, despite his efforts to attempt to quell the emotions and treat the burnout. It had been a once regularly maintained, trimmed, and bountiful garden that gave way to overgrowth, invasive weeds, and neglect...

Mitch watched Ishade turn and leave for his bedroom, breathing a sigh of relief. When it got down to brass tacks, Mitch still believed Ishade was a good friend, even despite his attitude having soured over time. After shaking off his nerves, Mitch looked back to Ikanov with a shy smile, most...

Mitch froze in that moment, as if he were a child caught by his mother breaking a vase. His shoulders stiffened and his eyes widened, but eventually he turned to face Ishade, instinctively taking one step away to put a little space between himself and Abel. Come on, sober up. Now's not the time...

It was a sight that was unusual despite how long Mitch knew Abel, but that didn't change the way he saw him. He still looked upon the blonde with an intimate wonder and appreciation. Mitch stumbled as Abel practically attacked him, and when he pulled away, he giggled, fixing his hair which had...

Mitch felt relatively satisfied that this had gone as smoothly as he'd hoped, especially considering under the façade was an absolute nervous wreck. His heart was doing backflips the whole time, funnily enough in synergy with Abel. Mitch closed his eyes and wrapped his arms gingerly around...

Mitch slipped through the doorway rather conspicuously with a hushed titter, gripping onto Ikanov's hand. "Stuff our reputation, I'm just getting you to myself," he whispered with a shy smile. There was that, and he wasn't exactly in the mood to get arrested for any public displays, either. That...

Well, this was exactly what Mitch should have expected to happen. Regardless, it caught him off guard as his arms stiffened by his sides and his nerves exploded with energy. He leaned into it cautiously before his eyes darted around and he stepped back. "Hey now, we get enough prying eyes on...

The forest nymph himself couldn't help but giggle. "Maybe the charm is lost, but do you really see yourself promptly returning home before nightfall just because the rule isn't there anymore?" In retrospect, it was true. Though there were fewer house rules, Ishade was much less patient than his...

Mitch laughed back at Ikanov, putting his own arm around him and gently ruffling his hair. "I can't help that you've got stubby little legs, mop-top," he teased, grinning wide and bright at the man. Mitch's voice was naturally much quieter and milder than Ikanov's, which made for a rather...

A Road To Us @Machina Somnium The nights always seemed to be warm and humid around this time of year, and the cicadas buzzed as loud as ever during this particular night at the antique boarding house in Juniper Hollow. The house is quite a sight to behold compared to the more modest dwellings...

(I had to make him a little stubborn :p ) Derrick fell completely silent, still turned away from the woman. His hands clenched into fists looking for something to strike, but finding nothing suitable, or at least nothing (or nobody) that wouldn't get him back into trouble. So much for standing...

Derrick squinted at the girl, stepping back another time with her prodding at his chest. He didn't know what it was about this woman, but it brought out the absolute, unrestrained worst in him. At this point, he had to deliberate why it was even worth keeping this gig in the first place. Even if...

Calm down? Calming down wasn't exactly the most appropriate response for him. If staying wasn't in his plans before, it had to be now. Lukad would have let this guy have a piece of his mind, but really, what could he do? He heaved a heavy sigh, and his shoulders dropped in a sort of defeat...

With a derisive roll of the eyes, Derrick sighed. "If that dress is worth that much, ma'am, I suggest you get your money back," he shot back without thinking, "though, of course, that is assuming that it's even your money to begin with.". He really shouldn't be trying to fight back at all...