"Beat it, junkie," a deep and authoritative voice resounded beside Audrey on the desolate sidewalk. "The shop's closed, and your dealers have vanished."
Startled, Audrey's tear-swollen eyes darted towards the source of the voice. "Screw you! Just go away!" She retorted vehemently, her cheeks stained with tears as she glared at the stranger before she pushed herself up to her feet.
The man let out a derisive scoff, his gaze momentarily drifting down to her noticeably swollen belly. "Well, it seems you hardly need it in your condition anyway," he remarked callously.
Audrey let out a piercing screech in frustration. "I'm not a damn druggie, you asshat! "Did you seriously approach me just to insult me? "
Audrey's anger flared. "Get off my property while I clean up my yard. I don't have the energy for this."
Unfazed, the stranger continued. "Last I checked, the sidewalk was public property. Your crisis has become the highlight of my evening stroll through the neighborhood and I wanted a closer look," he admitted, a smirk playing on his lips.
Audrey huffed in exasperation. "You've had your look! The show's over!" She stormed away, venting her frustration on a heavy old tub, with the man still watching, an amused glint in his eye.
" lift with your legs, not your back " the man advised, Audrey winced, a flicker of irritation crossing her face at the man's persistence.
"Are you seriously planning to just hang around in my yard and watch a pregnant woman wrestle with trash? Don't you have anything better to do?"
His reply came with a mischievous grin, "Not really. The truly interesting events around here don't kick off until after sundown. But! I suppose I could set an inspiring example! "
Audrey leaned back, her surprise evident as the strange man approached her.
However, her astonishment only grew as she watched him kneel down and effortlessly hoist the stubborn tub from the grass.
"It's easy," he explained. "Get a firm footing, bend your knees, not your back, and with a strong grip, lift upward. Keep whatever you're holding close to you."
Audrey stood there in a daze. "Well, I—"
But the man cut her off with "A slow learner, I see. Let me show you again."
This sequence repeated itself several times, with the enigmatic man taking charge and clearing away the larger items from Audrey's yard. She watched in awe as he effortlessly handled the heavy objects.
"Look, it's getting dark, and I don't even know you. This is all very strange," Audrey finally managed to stammer out.
The man arched an eyebrow. "You're absolutely right. I'm exhausted, so I guess I'll have to come back and demonstrate for my less-than-nimble student again tomorrow."
With a self-assured stride, the man began to walk away, hands casually tucked in his pockets. Audrey couldn't contain her frustration and shouted after him, "Hey, what—no, wait!"
The man merely waved back at her as he continued down the block. "Tomorrow, dum-dum! Maybe you'll get a grip on it by then!"
Audrey stood there, a mixture of bewilderment
" What the fuck. "
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Fun facts #Künstler #SEAKClausWinkler :
1. I guess my art is like sailing a course against the wind. With my name I direct people at the same non binary sexual intercourse/ lgbtq activities to saying it stiff political correct. With how people name, introduce, label, announce, pronounce my art, the painting, the medium, the technique(s), the painting (s) title, the art/ painting (s) storytelling people, the audience gets redirected from the sexual energy in between people, on to binary reproductive nondecadent sexual narratives, aka natural sexual intercourse, incl offspring with the own dna. My artwork are among giving energy, conversational pieces. Iam saying this here to weave everyone with in/ at ease. The lgbtq seducer/ predator, the heterosexual person, the cheating/ hypergamous women, the blue pill alpha male with money, aswell as the redpill alpha male, etc.
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As Audrey's pregnancy rapidly approached, she faced a difficult decision, She quickly dropped out and focused on finding a new place to live while avoiding James and Daniella.
(I've been going hard on the save I'm so sorry if you only followed for decades)
Going back to Copperdale and her rundown trailer wasn't an option; there wouldn't be enough room for her baby, and she dreaded the idea of being seen as a Trailer Trash mom.
Audrey set her sights on the bustling city of San Myshuno, but the reality was harsh. The apartments there were far beyond her financial reach. Just when hope seemed lost, a glimmer of opportunity emerged when she spotted an affordable home for sale in San Sequoia.
Audrey acted quickly, drove down & met the property owners who were more than happy to have her sign papers and have her pay upfront in cash.
However, life had more lessons in store for her.
The house bore little resemblance to the one in the advertisement. Neglected for decades, the property was in a terrible state.
When Audrey tried to reach the previous owner to express her concerns, she discovered they had changed their number.
It was now painfully obvious why this property had languished on the market.
The amount of work required was overwhelming. Audrey stared in shock at the overgrown grass that needed urgent attention, as well as the yard buried beneath a thick layer of garbage. In her second trimester, she wondered how she would manage to clean it all up.
Her emotions welled up, and tears threatened to spill.
Taking a deep breath, Audrey tried to regain her composure. Perhaps the exterior was the worst part of it all.
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Audrey found herself retreating into isolation. She skipped meals, skipped classes, and responded to her roommate only when directly addressed, spending her days in bed with the dorm enveloped in darkness.
"What do I do now?" she pondered endlessly. "I can't afford to have a baby… I can barely afford my classes…" The silence pressed on her, yet her thoughts echoed painfully loud.
Returning to Copperdale was a daunting prospect. The fear of judgment gnawed at her. "They'll all look at me and know… they'll know I was nothing but a failure. All that hard work to turn my life around, from being a delinquent on the brink of expulsion to graduating valedictorian, all for nothing…"
She restlessly shifted in her bed, staring at the somber walls. "Daniella and James will be furious," she thought, unable to even consider sharing the news with them.
"What are my options? Going back to my cramped trailer? I can't raise a child there! All those well-off families in Copperdale who recognize me will say, 'Oh yes, there's that teenager who used to spray paint and disrupt our town. She went off to college but now look at her, living alone in her trailer with a baby. I always knew she was a failure.'"
"I can't let them know," Audrey concluded, desperation in her voice. "They're my only friends… I need to get away."
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As mid-summer approached, Audrey was jolted awake by a chilling realization.
Her education in Biology left no room for doubt: the culprit couldn't be a mere beer, her demanding schoolwork, or the cafeteria food.
The consequences of her extracurricular activities had finally caught up with her—Audrey was pregnant.
The weight of uncertainty about the other parent loomed over her, shrouding her in dread.
( for context since this is just a side game away from my decades, Daniella is trans which made pregnancy a possibility. )
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What had initially been intended as a one-time occurrence had spiraled into a recurring pattern for Audrey.
Her second year at Britechester arrived swiftly, and each time she hung out with James and Daniella during her limited free moments, it inevitably evolved into passionate encounters, often taking place in concealed corners around the campus.
The intensity of the moments proved too overwhelming, and Audrey's internal mantra of "This will be the last time" became an unending, cyclic promise she couldn't help but break.
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Finals week had descended upon Britechester's students, and Audrey, like her peers, couldn't escape the mounting stress.
Now, Audrey is known as an exceptional student. She was diligent in her studies and held strong relationships with her professors, leaving no doubt in her mind that she would pass her exams. However, the night before had taken an unexpected turn.
Celebrating the end of their first year, she and her friend Daniella had hit the bar and partied harder than they had anticipated.
Amidst the revelry, Daniella's soft coral lips found Audrey's, and a wave of desire washed over her.
Audrey couldn't help but run her hands along Daniella's fair, freckled skin. She couldn't entirely blame it on the booze and Daniella's taste was intoxicating.
The memories of the previous night crashed over Audrey like a storm. Guilt churned in her gut. After all, Audrey had been building a connection with Daniella's brother, James, since their high school days, even if they hadn't officially defined their relationship.
Arriving early for class that morning, the hug and kiss from James felt awkward and strained. Audrey did her best to reassure him, explaining away her unease and nervousness about the exams. James, ever supportive, offered comfort that only deepened Audrey's guilt.
She tried to settle her insides on the belief it was an accident.
After the grueling exams, Audrey retreated to her dorm room, yearning for some much-needed rest. Yet, as she walked by the suspicious gaze of Emmalyn, another of James's many siblings weighed heavily on her mind.
( james has 4 siblings total, BIG HOUSEHOLD WOW)
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Audrey felt the weight of no longer being a teenager settling in, All her friends, who used to join her in graffitiing Copperdale, began to prioritize college applications Audrey found herself feeling left behind.
With job prospects lined up after high school, fear gripped her. She realized she was trapped in a cycle of procrastination and goofing off while her peers were transitioning into responsible adults.
The fear of falling behind motivated Audrey to make a change. She devoted all her free time to cramming in extra credit assignments and intensive studying to make up for the time she had wasted. It was an exhausting journey, but by the time she graduated, it all paid off. Audrey managed to graduate at the top of her class.
Audrey's social life took a hit as most of her time was consumed by studying, but she was grateful to still have the strong friendships within her inner circle.
After finally graduating and transitioning into young adulthood, Audrey had no intention of slowing down. She had been accepted to the University of Britechester, where she would major in biology starting the following spring semester!
Although Audrey knew she could pursue a Distinguished degree by attending Foxbury, she made the decision to enroll at Britechester. Her reason? She wanted to be alongside her friends who were also heading to Britechester.
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Audrey got to attend the career day and is thinking about possibly going to college if she can find a way to fund it!
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Audrey Wheeler - Senior Year
She's out taking a walk in the copperdale summer sun♥
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The house was a wretched sight, a dilapidated structure that seemed determined to defy any attempts at restoration. Audrey realized that if she wanted to avoid the grim prospect of being thrust onto the unforgiving streets, she had no choice but to bring the place back to a livable condition.
Since she signed the papers the property was her responsibility now
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It took months of painstaking efforts, involving a carefully coordinated schedule of inspections and costly electrical and plumbing upgrades. The house, it seemed, was decaying from the inside out. The walls bore the scars of rot and neglect, crying out for a fresh coat of plaster and paint. The once plush carpet was a breeding ground for mildew and the unholy stench of rat urine.
During one of the inspections, they stumbled upon a rat hole in the basement while repairing the crumbling foundation. It was yet another heavy blow to Audrey's finances, which were already stretched thin. Her savings had dwindled, and she found herself drowning in loans.
Audrey had always been diligent in repaying her student loans, but this was an entirely different league. If she couldn't find a way to settle these colossal debts, her financial stability would crumble like her new residence.
Desperation gnawed at her as she waited for job offers, stewing in her dismal and overpriced two-story nightmare. Meanwhile, the yard remained an unkempt jungle of weeds and refuse.
The property hosted a plethora of unwieldy items that were far too heavy for Audrey to manage, especially now, on the brink of her third trimester. With no money left to hire assistance, she felt a rising sense of helplessness.
Frustration bubbled up within her, and she couldn't contain her exasperation any longer. "Aaargh, Fuck This!" she exclaimed, delivering a swift kick to some stray trash in her yard and slumping into a crouched position, a wave of hopelessness crashing over her.
" Kill me now. "
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Inside the house, Audrey's hopes were immediately dashed; it was worse than she had ever imagined. Click, click went the light switch, and Audrey let out a heavy sigh.
"No electricity... Great," she muttered.
Her gaze swept over the dilapidated furniture strewn across the shabby excuse for a living room that seamlessly merged with the open kitchen area.
"Ugh," she groaned as she entered the kitchen, quickly pinching her nose. The entire house reeked of damp trash, and the source was undoubtedly here.
Audrey cast a few glances around the kitchen and realized that this place lacked even the most basic necessities for living. The fridge had no door and was beyond repair. Inside, a few old milk cartons emitted a putrid odor that suggested they had aged into cheese.
She swiftly moved to the side door that led her down into a basement area and saw a hoard of dusty trinkets and old memorabilia.
" Double great… " she looked around to see the foundation cracking and what looked like a mountain of things she would need to clean out. " I should've just risked the hefty bill in San Myshuno…. "
the basement was silent besides the few drips of water that would drip off the basement ceiling and hit the concrete making a puddle.
On top of being a single mother, she only made her situation worse by buying a house she never went in and saw in person.
" Stupid, stupid, stupid… " she repeated in her head beating herself up for taking on the responsibility of having to remodel the house on her own.
If this never happened she could still be at University with her friends, and a few years down she'd be a doctor, but now, almost all the money she had left went into this broken shelter.
" Beautiful two-bedroom shotgun house my ass….. "
Audrey's reflection caught her attention in a cracked mirror leaning against the basement stairs, she noticed her baby bump and swiftly looked down at the mistake developing within her.
" I Hate You. "
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