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uwua3 · 4 years

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hi parental goose (should I say bunny?) figure I am here to request 😌🤘 can I request some amusement park date hc for kazunari? ♡♡♡♡ I love how you put songs you listened to while writing so I, your goose ally, will suggest a song! I really recommend listening to "She Looks So Perfect" by 5 Seconds of Summer since it gives off summer vibes and specially, kAZOO VIBES ♡♡♡ THANK U ILYYY ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

erisu 🥺 hi baby how are you everyone this is my Daughter my Baby my Other Child (lyd is the other baby) ♡ how r u did you sleep well here is *All My Love* of course you can request!!! i would do anything for you!!! but, thank you for recommending a song~ it is ON REPEAT as we speak!!! i remember being obsessed with this song when it came out! thanks for the nostalgia :D

summary: there was a rumor that couples who went on the ferris wheel together would be in love forever

warnings: multiple mentions of food

author’s note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERISU !!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I’M SO HAPPY YOU’RE A YEAR OLDER YOU’RE GROWING UP SO FAST ♡ I LOVE YOU (so. much. hand. holding)

word count: 3,562

music: she looks so perfect – 5sos, hey mama! – exo–cbx

all the luck in the world.

🌻🎨 miyoshi kazunari

this was it, the biggest fair in the whole country was this weekend and this weekend only. you guys had to go

“yo~ we gotta go!!!” kazunari practically pushed the flyer in your face, not giving you time to read the colorful, bright font as he excitedly rambled about it being his dream to even attend such an iconic event

it didn’t take much convincing before he had whipped out two admission tickets from his pocket, as if he already knew you’d be on board with such a fun date with the coolest boyfriend ever!

(seriously... if you said no... he might’ve cried by himself, he just wants to check off a bucketlist goal with his favorite person and best friend ever!)

(“wah~ i’m so #cool right? give me a kiss to prove it!!!” when you actually did it, he was quiet for about three seconds before he started cooing and sending an attack of affection your way)

you two planned your outfits ahead of time (the only thing he bothered planning), with kazunari rummaging through your closet and throwing pieces he thought would coordinate behind him (ultimately landing on your face).

he was being your personal fashion consultant (you didn’t question him, he was an art student who knew how to dress!)

throughout the entire process, you strutted out of the bathroom like it was a runway with your ever chaotic and supportive boyfriend clapping. he had a questionable french accent as he complimented you without end

“my chérie, you are absolutely darling!” kazunari flipped the end of a feather boa over his shoulder dramatically as he had on a pair of sunglasses (how he found that in your room was beyond you). he sat at the edge of your bed with his legs crossed, pretending to write critics down on an invisible notepad as he feigned fainting out of shock

kazunari ran over to pull you in a hug as soon as you found one of his options perfect. he blabbered about how cute you were and how he was so lucky

you tried processing how your boyfriend had so much energy. he was so dramatic, but you never felt unconfident or nervous to be yourself around him because kazunari loved you for who you were!

when you collectively agreed on the best outfit, kazunari worked to find something of his own to match you to be that couple at the amusement park (it was hilariously coincidental he almost had the same items)

(the #ootd on instagram that day got him so many likes when he included multiple mirror pictures with you doing ridiculous poses. he captioned the picture with so many happy faces and heart emojis)

(yes, he had his own story category reserved just for your pictures)

(yes, you also were the person behind a majority of his posts online and was credited every single time without fail) (you were known as “kazu’s photo guru”)

“kazu... are you sure you don’t want to plan ahead?” you asked carefully as he just scrolled through his phone, disrupting his rant about having the most iconic date of all time. kazunari just laughed, shrugging without looking up

“don’t worry~ everything will be fine!” kazunari exclaimed as he asked his followers recommendations for rides to check out. you knew he wouldn’t change his mind with his “happy–go–lucky” attitude

you just hoped the drive to the park wouldn’t be a nightmare since it would be so crowded

on the ride up, you two screamed pop lyrics at the top of your lungs no matter how busy the road was (you two never noticed, but at stop lights, you’d be the center of attention as kazunari just had to fail at a whistle note with the windows down)

the moment kazunari took control of the aux cord, you knew it was going to be a party until you arrived. you two sang together so much that you knew which parts were yours and effortlessly bounced off each other, flowing naturally and laughing nonstop

although kazunari went with the flow, he had the luck of the world on his side the day when you guys showed up. he had managed to find parking, got in line fast, and made it into the amusement park like it was second nature

(you knew of horror stories where the lines were way too long in the blazing heat, kids crying about not winning, indifferent employees not caring at all... how did kazunari manage to repel all the bad from your life and make it as easy as possible?)

it was as if his positive energy about the whole day manifested the universe to give him the easiest entrance ever (or it was his insanely charming charisma that got him off the hook with just about anything)

you two even got a discount on your tickets, believe it or not! somehow, one look at you two and the seller knew you were a couple (the matching outfits definitely didn’t give it away) and gave you extra for “young love”

(kazunari was so ecstatic, you were almost worried he was going to kiss the employee right then and there. you had to drag him away before he got on first–name basis with everyone)

when you two got your wristbands and went to the grounds, kazunari let out the loudest squeal of excitement ever and had to stop himself from jumping up and down (just bouncing on his heels like an impatient child)

“O. M. G!!! we’re gonna have the best date ever!” kazunari shouted, holding onto your hand as he took in the entire view, with so much to do for the entire day

booths were set up with so many fun (but rigged) games with yelling handlers, advertising their set–up to passerbys with infectious energy. crowds of children were rambling in awe about the animal display (like the world’s biggest pig apparently, who knew?). screaming passengers were swinging over your heads from the multitudes of crazy rides only the country’s biggest fair could have

you were so busy taking in the view of kazunari’s excited big eyes and huge grin that you missed the mischevious spark glinting back at you

when he craned his head back at the tallest ride there was, that contraption that somehow brought tens of people in the air just to swing them around in a circle, you suddenly came back to earth

“—wanna bet?” kazunari finished, tilting his head towards you with a competitive edge. you raised an eyebrow, not bothering to question it when you swung your arm around his shoulders and smirked back

“bet.”

suddenly, you were being dragged to the games section, passing by the crowds easily when kazunari was always by your side. it was as if the road parted for him when he reached a display with balloons pinned to the wall

“i know you didn’t hear me, which is why i’m going to win~” kazunari teasingly hip–bumped you, passing the necessary amount of tickets to the game runner which they accepted graciously. you just shrugged, picking up the fake plastic rifle they let players use

(“was i too handsome?!” kazunari joked, missing how you actually agreed)

“yeah, yeah. i don’t need to know, i’m gonna win.” you winked, making kazunari swoon as he lifted his arm to his forehead with a dramatic flair

“my hero!” kazunari called out as you readied yourself to shoot the balloons, knowing the odds were gravely against your favor

“what am i shooting for again?” you asked, putting your cheek against the gun. kazunari just slid up to next to you, his lips brushing your ear with a smile

“if you lose, we’re riding the swings together~” kazunari giggled and you fired, hitting one balloon with satisfaction. kazunari wrapped his arms around your waist, reading his chin on your free shoulder despite you trying to focus

“and if i win?” you asked, not bothering to entertain your clingy boyfriend as you hit another balloon. even the person running the game seemed anxious about your chances at crushing the whole thing

“we can do whatever you want.” kazunari breathed out, placing a gentle kiss on your neck with a laugh when you flinched. you hit your last shot though, exhaling in relief when the attendant begrudgingly gave you a large–sized prize

(it was a super triangle, you definitely knew who you were giving this to when you got to the dorms)

“you know what, i think we’re both winners.” kazunari tried to laugh off, but you didn’t let him get away that easy when you grabbed his hand quickly

“nu–uh! you know where we’re going!” you giddily pulled him towards another game, leaving kazunari holding onto the super triangle with great difficulty as you two played game after game

(you were right; kazunari was an universal favorite as he somehow managed to swindle the toughest of games with sheer luck)

(when a kid began asking him to play a game for them, you knew you had to stop making your boyfriend do outrageous things just for a stuffed animal)

(at least kazunari got a cool boomerang story on his snapchat of him throwing a ring onto a bottle)

“make a deal with me~” kazunari begged, holding way too many prizes to count in between his arms as you looked around for more. he was about to give up but as he caught sight of two double doors with a neon sign, he knew you’d agree immediately

“if i win every game in the arcade, we’re going on the carnival rides.”

when you accepted the deal, you regretted it. somehow, you forgot how kazunari always had everything go his way

it was like you forgot all about the rides outside. you two entered an air–conditioned, hipster arcade and had to play everything despite dropping the coins everywhere (“please keep them in the cup!” “it’s not my fault!!!”)

you name it, kazunari probably won it. fuseball, air hockey, pac–man, nintendo crane machines, zombie shooters, motorcycle/driving simulators, he won it all just for the hell of it. you’d never admit it, but he really was just the best at everything he did

although the games were fun, it was time to fulfill your end of the deal (as deserved since kazunari had no reason to go as hard as he did at the ddr pad inside the arcade)

after storing all the stuffed animals into the cramped back of the car with kazunari apologizing to them profusely (“dad is so sorry! we’ll be back soon~ promise!”), you two returned to have the biggest adrenaline rush of your life

any rollercoaster kazunari saw, he wanted to go on right away. lines felt like nothing when all he did was talk them away and get so excited seeing the ride rush by

kid–specific rollercoasters had to prevent him from going (“i’m sorry, sir, but your height exceeds the maximum” “what???” kazunari would feign shock as if he wasn’t five heads taller than the whole line)

he wanted to try it all since he never had this experience before! he wanted to make all these memories with you even if it meant yelling his head off as long as you were by his side

(seriously, one ride you had squeezed your eyes shut but heard the most high–pitched scream ever. you thought it was someone else, but of course it was your boyfriend)

you didn’t mind that much, since you used the whole ride time to grip kazunari’s hand tightly and make sure his hat stayed on the entire ride (why he wore one was questionable, anything for fashion, you guess)

ironically enough, you had done about ten rides with dizzying effects before ending it with the swings, the tall ride he initially wanted to go on with you. when you looked up at the full height, you gulped after being strapped to the two–person swing (how was this safe?!)

it was the first ride you weren’t exactly comfortable with, but when you looked at your seat partner, kazunari had two thumbs up with a big dumb grin. you instantly calmed down before the ride started

“i love you!” kazunari exclaimed as the ride began pulling you up further from the ground, holding onto your hand and looking up at the blue sky with the giddiest expression ever

it was the first time he had said he loved you out loud before, but before you could process it, all you could do was scream when the ride began rotating you around in a circle

(you had to stop him from taking out his phone, reminding him the post wasn’t worth it)

(though, kazunari did drop his hat this time. he really was lucky to find it again)

“okay, okay,” kazunari stumbled off the ride, exaggerating his lack of balance by holding onto you, his excitement not even decreasing a little after so many hours of fun

“food time! my muse needs a snack!” kazunari had whipped out the crumpled map someone gave him from his pocket, quickly locating the area without being delayed (he was always good at directions, it must’ve been why he was so popular at these types of social events)

somehow, kazunari always knew what you needed at every exact moment. you were thankful he couldn’t hear your stomach growl over the sound of the general atmostphere

when you guys arrived at the food hall, it was definitely the greatest prize of all (sorry to the stuffed animals who were defintely overheating in the parking lot)

all the best chefs and caterers came together for this event with the most outrageous food options of all time. fried oreos, cheese curds, cotton candy, caramel apples, churros, basically anything you imagined, it was most likely 1000x better with some funky twist

you never had to be nervous ordering because kazunari always stepped up and spoke, letting you hold his hand as if to reassure you he had the situation handled. he would somehow form a meaningful friendship with someone within two minutes of ordering and got extras, hurrying over to a table with every option possible

(yes, he took a photo of the whole spread and added ridiculous hashtags only savvy internet users knew) (he also posted on his private an embarrassing candid picture of you drooling at the food)

kazunari liked feeding you whatever he was eating, always encouraging you to try new things but respecting your boundaries at the same time just in case you weren’t up for it

(“oh, you don’t want to? no big deal~ just happy to be with you!” he’d say, wiping your mouth with a napkin regardless and just being content with you not being hungry)

while eating, you noticed a pattern of kids walking by, pointing at kazunari like he was a legend

“is that the guy who won basically every prize back at the games? wow~” they whispered, not realizing kazunari was extremely observant as his ears perked up at his name. he had turned to wave at the children, but they ran off

“you know...” kazunari started, and you already knew what he was gonna say as you rolled your eyes fondly, knowing how big his heart was, especially for innocent children who kept getting scammed by games

“yes, we have no need for most of the giant stuffed animals.” you pretended to sigh, as he quickly got up, giving you a quick kiss as thanks on your cheek as he ran back to the car

for the next hour or so, you and kazunari managed to give out most of your prizes (except anything triangular) to the children who had been staring, all of their parents or guardians thanking you guys profusely for your gift (though, there were some who were staring at kazunari suspiciously)

(as if they should be afraid of a liberal arts college student)

“it’s no big deal~ no problem!” kazunari always said, truly finding it not bothersome at all to share. you always admired that about kazunari, his natural instinct to care for everybody and make people smile. at a distance

you leaned against a light pole with a small smile as you watched kazunari crouch down, ruffling some kid’s hair as he gave them a prize

when he instinctually looked for you, he smiled back like you were the only person at the park

suddenly, you wished you said “i love you, too” before back at the swings

after indulging, you two shared an ice cream cone on the hot summer’s day as the lights began to turn on and the sun set. this was apparently the best part of the fair, where all the colors would pop like fireworks and the night breeze was your friend

you two had basically done everything at this point, even being the amusement park’s robin hoods with your wins. the arcade had both your names at the top of every digital leaderboard, the ride controllers had seen you too many times to count, and you two had digested an unhealthy amount of snacks that you’d regret the next day

what else could you do? it was already the most perfect date, there was nothing else except...

this time, you leaned your head back and saw a circular shape blocking the sunset: the ferris wheel

you turned to kazunari, who was already admiring the way the light hit your face. he wanted to paint you right then and there before you ruined the serene moment by biting your ice cream (why?!)

“i bet i can make it to the ferris wheel the fastest, wanna bet?” you questioned and you never saw kazunari grin even bigger as his eyes lit up with recognition

“bet!”

you two raced to the ferris wheel, much to the chagrin of every carnival–goer ever who dodged your fast advances. you got to the line first, skidding to a stop and nearly bumping into the person ahead of you as kazunari whacked into your back with an “oof!”

“awww, what do i have to do now that i totally lost?” kazunari pouted, but you just giggled and poked his cheek, not noticing how he became slightly flustered from your touch (you could never tell, it was a hot day)

“go on it with me.” you offered and he didn’t even think twice before he agreed, realizing this was the ride he’s been waiting to go on with you this entire time

(kazunari remembered the only other thing he really researched was this ferris wheel, where a rumor around it stated two people who went on it would be together forever)

when you two were allowed into one of the trolleys, you two sat close like always with your head on his shoulder. the orange light made everything feel like a fantasy, like this was a daydream. you didn’t want to wake up as kazunari squeezed your hand the moment the wheel started increasing

slowly but surely, you two were going around in circles as you savored the moment, wanting nothing more than to be here with kazunari forever

“you know... i never thought i’d be here.” kazunari started and you hummed, encouraging him to keep going as his thumb traced circles around your palm

“i didn’t have many friends growing up, so it would’ve been totes not cool to come to these things alone!” kazunari tried to play it off as some joke, but you knew better, just lowering your hand to his lap and waiting for him to talk

“but... now... i have friends? good—no, great friends! and... i have you. i’m living, and i have you.” kazunari trailed off, like this was a revelation he hadn’t realized before. the quietness between you two dragged on too long, you wondered what he was thinking

you opened your eyes and kazunari was already looking at you again with a soft smile, not bothering to notice anything else but you, like he wanted to remember this forever

you two reached the top of the ferris wheel, the wheel stopping to give you two a moment by yourself with the sunset

“i love you.” kazunari said again, and you didn’t hold back this time

“i love you, too.” you whispered, afraid to break the moment. but kazunari laughed, and you were laughing, and it was like the funniest joke ever as you two tried to maintain your composure

even as you two got off, you couldn’t let go of him as he did the same. these were the memories child–kazunari always dreamt of, and they were so much better than he ever imagined

after saying goodbye to all his new friends, kazunari couldn’t stop smiling as he drove home, with you sleeping beside him in the passenger seat

he turned off his music this time and carefully watched the road. taking one hand off the wheel, kazunari took your own and kissed your knuckles again and again with love

“i love you, i love you, i love you.” kazunari said, like he couldn’t say anything else but that

(kazunari posted a shot where he held your hand in front of the sunset on the ferris wheel with the caption: “best date ever”)

kazunari really had luck on his side if he was in love with you, maybe he had the ferris wheel to thank for that!

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feisty-fae · 4 years

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If you still do the flower ask thingys.. 👉👈 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙜𝙤 :)

HoooH boY hEre we gO-

Alisons: Sexuality?

I sexually identify as a can of beans

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?

Cis female she/her

Amaryllis: Birthday?

27 September

Anemone: Favorite flower?

All flowers pretty,, but stargazer lily, rose, dahlia and cherry blossoms

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show?

I don't watch tv but I'll list some other stuff i like to watch:mha, beastars and aggretsuko

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger?

Idk depends on scenario??

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes?

"Kanye West he likes, fingers in his ass."

Aubrieta: Favorite drink?

Any Milkshakes or smoothies (mostly banana and strawberry for milkshake and p much anything for smoothie)

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

I've never had kith

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?

Well you see yes but actually no

Baneberries: Favorite song?

I listen to a lot but to keep it short:baby in the kitchen, in my mouth and friends slowed (chase atlantic)

Basket of Gold: Describe your family.

We p chill fam

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it?

Irl bestie,, shes not on tumblr lol

Begonia: Favorite color?

PinKKK

But i like most colours

Bellflower: Favorite animal?

Cats,,,,

FoxES,

ANYTHING CUDDLY AND CUTE

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?

Night

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

I'd be like a doggo bc it would be the most fun i think-

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I wanted to be a vet but then when my granny asked me "but whos gonna clean up the animal poop?" I was like "eWW pO0pP!" and then decided that mayb i shouldn't be a vet

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?

They're either really kind and sweet

Or literal demons from hell

Legit no inbetween

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?

I'm afraid of lot of things-

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.

I was one dumbass bitcg-

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?

Idk eat pizza and cry or smth ajakamkw

Buttercup: Relationship Status?

Single

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go?

NEW YORKKK, CONCRETE JUNGLE WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OFFF THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN'T DO NOW YOU'RE IN NEW YOOORKKK

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?

When someone hugs me or just generally spends time with me

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?

Nop

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?

I used to have piercings when i was a bab but eHh haven't worn them since and i dont think my ear holes are big enough now-

California Poppy: Height?

4'10 grrr I'm the omega midget and I'll devour ur ankles

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?

Nop

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?

Pant, pink top and black hoodie

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?

I think i have??

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?

My mom and my dad

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

I never kith

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?

I dont have one so imma say sans bc it always looks out of place and makes me laugh-

Columbine: Are you tired?

I feel like screaming and jumping around my room like a crackhead

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?

Nothing in particular ig

Coneflower: Dream job?

Smth kinda fun and art or design related hopefully,,,,

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?

Introvert but i also get lonley easily

Crocus: Have you ever been in love?

Nop,,,,

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?

I would get run over by 5 monster trucks, jump off a plane, get mauled by 10 bears, get trampled on by a stampede, get brutally tortured for 12 hours straight, yeet myself into the Grand Canyon and then break all my bones with my bare hands if they weren't broken already

Ok basically i care a lot

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it?

I had this st bernard plush called Sparky and this lion named Sammy,,

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?

Libra

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?

My memory is legit so bad it's probably concerning uHHH

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?

Mayb art??

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?

Ehhh i might reason with them and then if they still disagreed I'd just keep the relationship a secret

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

My parents

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at?

Ehhh arT

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at?

EhhHh everything that isn't art-

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month?

Oh boy here comes my shitty memory-

Hmmm

Idk but I'm mostly happy that I've been more social and stuff and i feel like im kinda coming out of my shell a bit

Not sure what to say for other 2 bc nothing in particular has really happend?

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today?

Ehhh oK??

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?

Mayhapsn't

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?

I hope to pass all my exams and get an okish job mayb

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?

1.fRIENBS ILY MY HABIBIS

2. Fammm

3. eHhh yummy food,,

4. Drawing and uhhh art

5. EPIC MUTUALS

6. Ok idk what else aside from like serious stuff like house and etc.-

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?

Drawing, crying, venting to a friend/parent

Hellebore: How do you show affection?

Hugssss,kith,cuddle, *draws u stuff*

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?

MmmmmMy aRRt?

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.

Wake up

Don't go to school

Vibe with friends

Sleeb

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?

MmMmMM aRT-

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

Ehh 8yrs? We met in hell school

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

Friendos

Mom

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

6..?? Aa idk theres some people that idk if they'd consider me a friend or not,,

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?

Idk any compliment is best compliment for me,,

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself?

Ew yucky gröss

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

m y a r t

Also my hair bc its soft and wavy,,

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?

Everything else-

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?

Climb trees and do dumb shit

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid?

Same irl bestie i mentioned before

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?

MmmmmmMMM,,,

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?

MMMmMMmMMMMmmmMMm,,,,,,

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?

Well I chose Fae bc i thought it sounded pretty

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.

Idk what to rlly say lmao

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?

Kinda the same but i had toys everywhere-

Also when i was like 5 i had this legit fucking cursed thomas the tank engine shaped bed that i actually found a pic of but it's FUCKING HORRIFYING SO I PROBS WONT SHOW HERE-

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?

EW BEING A TEENAGER SUCKS ASS HOW DO I UNDO????

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

Hi mom ily ur epic

Onions: Tell about your dad.

Hi dad ily ur epic

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.

Omg i miss my grannies sm bc i couldn't see em this year bc nasty pandemic

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable?

Haha shit memory gor brrRR-

I don't really remember too many specific parties but when i was like 7-10 i had these epic parties in those birthday places with the giant play areas

I kinda wish i wasn't too old to go to them sobs

Peony: What was your first job?

I haven't had a job yet

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?

Hmmmm idk? I haven't really thought abt that but i don't really mind i just wanna find someone to vibe with,,

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?

I cri

Pink: Where is home?

Home is home home

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change?

Now where do i start...

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them.

I look up to people that are kind, caring, brave, funny, cool or stronger than me ig?

Primrose: Describe your ideal life.

Basically my current life minus school, stress,pandemic and responsibilities lmao

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child?

I used to believe in ghosts after i thought i encountered one

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life?

Hermmmst

Rose: What’s your favorite sound?

Peoples laughsss also music

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory?

Bro i dont have one,, my aphantasia makes it hard for me to remember stuff-

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?

I wantttt better chargersss thattt donttt telll meee thatt myyy tablett will finishh chargingg innn 1 dayy andd 7 hoursss

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things?

Kinda difficult but im opening up more

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?

fRIENDS,,,,,wAh

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?

8 hrs

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?

Idk ig i kinda have to go to school and do stuff

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?

Non existant

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?

My black and white stripy top, and all my hoodiess

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.

I don't think i have just one aesthetic bc im drawn to so many different aesthetics at the same time-

Like vintage, neon, dark, spoopy, pastel, cute, etc etc

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you?

OMG I LEGIT JUST SCREAM AT ANYTHING ANYONE GIVES ME-

IF SOMEONE GOES OUT OF THEIR WAY TO MAKE ME SMTH I CRY,,

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?

🤏

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?

I haven't been reading anythinggg

But i should really finish reading Percy Jackson bc it do be picking up dust-

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Everywhere

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?

Mmm yummy 👅

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.

I am currently living and breathing yes

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atomicfilm · 5 years

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The types as people I know

ENTP: dnd enthusiast, trying to sell the world on his beliefs, owns like 69 :0 rubix cubes so people will know he’s smart, probably wears a cloak when he’s home alone, loves volunteering at bingo w/ elderly people, always trying to compete w/ me to finish our work first/best and usually looses because he overlooks something, 98% of people are annoyed by his presence, likes to start fights/debates, actually super sweet and big on respect but misunderstood

INTP: we all adopt really random catchphrases (mine is “that’s hot” and my friend’s is “j’accuse”), we have very specific interests (”your thing is learning about concentration camps in the Czech Republic? Mine is 18th-century poems about cats in fishbowls”), devoted to comedy, going to vote but doesn’t openly support anyone because the candidate will mess up, caught between dreaming and reality, doesn’t really understand other people’s perceptions of them, built to withstand anything (and I mean anything, more on that later), managing my bookmarks is my routine chore

ENFP: stereotypical gemini through and through, I love her but I can’t stand to be close friends with her, has a bunch of plans to marry people and move in with friends later in life, friends w/ everyone she has ever met (if you say you don’t like her then you’re on her hit list), very nice but definitely scheming, attention split between 8,917 things rn, falls in love easily and obsessively, so so creative, great singer, wants to go into advertising but will probably become a pediatrician, loves babies and taking care of things

INFP: lots of feels, really into the arts, nervous about talking, people pleaser, writes poems in their spare time, would adopt 500 puppies if it made financial sense and wouldn’t stress them out, stressed out anyway, sees the red flags but ignores them, either your literal mom or the mom friend

ISFP: aesthetics-oriented, their room is really clean except for one area with whatever they collect (shoes, tchotchkes from Asia, snowglobes, ect.), usually overshadowed in the art department but turn out to be the best artist in the room, speak French and/or want to move to Paris (except it’s dirty, wah), they typically measure in oofs (”big oof”, “little oof”, “8 oz. of oof”)

ESFP: a new boyfriend every two weeks, eyebrow game strong, funniest person in the room (or at least that’s what they think), extremely sassy, watches videos of tobacco spitting contests in the Midwest for fun, 9/10 times (this is a fake statistic) they’re a theatre kid, forget who you are if they haven’t seen you in a year (even if you were close friends prior), drives fast (and poorly), hot (and knows it), very confident, their default state is shirtless, dramatic

ISTP: everything is an adventure, their ideal romance movie is Baby Driver, wants to learn how to hot-wire a car, doesn’t realize they look punk but they do, should be employed as a makeup artist, probably pretty kinky (or at least act like it), either a fake f-boy or a very, very real one

ESTP: wants to be an architect or CEO, mostly wants to be paid to do nothing, most-often found asleep during class or telling a story in a crowd at a party, drives drunk a lot, already dating someone but tries to get with you anyway, straight male w/ dangly earrings (queer vibes), very hilarious and everyone knows who they are, their closest friends are introverts who they force to share the spotlight w/ them, either don’t show up or show up late, fun to be around, class valedictorian but everyone thinks it’s someone else

ESFJ: once had a nightmare where all of their friends got drunk and they had to take care of them, brings you cupcakes on your birthday, all of their friends are social degenerates and they don’t know what to do, watches children’s movies their entire life, has more stuffed animals than friends, everyone knows who they are

ISFJ: their catchphrase is “I need healing” (warning: they will steal your catchphrase), carries a singular band-aid at all times, makes lots of jokes about Communism, makes racist jokes against themself, their extended family lives with them, uncomfortable about breaking rules, always wants to pay for things, everyone’s boyfriend but only dating 1 person/no one, big on the American Dream, literally Captain America, appears to be a virgin at first, makes lots of sex jokes once you get to know them, n e r d, good at everything / you thought perfect people didn’t exist? you were wrong

ISTJ: ESTP’s best friend, the obviously intellectual one, does everything with amazing skill, supports their friends tirelessly, great at math, understand systems really well, the designated driver, try to follow the rules as best as they can, laughs a lot at other people’s engineering mistakes, quiet and unnoticed most of the time, surprisingly funny

ESTJ: give you advice even when you don’t ask for it, seem like they’re judging every decision you have ever made, won’t speak to you if you lie to them, the stereotypical club president, takes initiative, likes to mention that mission trip they went on very frequently, shops at Dillards (always hunting for good deals), has a very traditional sense of fashion until you see their crocodile cowboy boots, they have a very idealistic sense of society and if you don’t meet their standards they’ll yell very loudly, remembers everything, constantly fact-checking, actually should be president

ENTJ: control freak, but only because they don’t trust you enough to make the right decision, ready to race you at all times, could probably run a mile in 6 minutes without breaking a sweat, confident, prefer strategy games like Settlers of Catan, if they were a society they would be Ancient Rome, want to motivate you to succeed, see themselves as the best but want everyone to match them, running out of patience, seems insensitive and ready to cut you off but probably has a warm, beating heart (idk I haven’t dissected them, personally)

INTJ: I don’t think they really exist, supposedly everyone on Tumblr is one but they only make up approximately .8% of the population, if I met one I would probably think they’re a weirdly assertive/controlling INTP, I think people mistype as one because their ideal sense of self is being an effective problem-solver who challenges tradition from the comfort of their home and purposefully does things (i.e. learning a new language for business) but are they really

Idk

I can’t tell if they have a high sense of self or are trying to demonize themselves

INTJs are textbook villains in the movie world but also probably a lot of detectives or something

ENFJ: don’t know any of them/anyone I think could be one personally but I wish I did / I feel like if I met one I would want to be as good of a person as them all the time

INFJ: not very reality-oriented yet in love with science, wants to be a writer, curious, wants to figure everything out but primarily wants to love everyone, passionate about a few specific projects that they talk a lot about (social issues), always reblogs positivity posts, once gave a ted talk about mental health, he’s the debate captain yet cries every time he loses a debate (because he has a lot of self-doubt), prefers to nap than to talk sometimes, eventually realizes they wants to adopt all of the people younger than him and protect them from the world, easy to love, they may reflect your personality, may also have very particular body movements (the one I know does a lot of fan kicks), actually make NTs feel (like a lot, like a lot a lot, like real crying), eventually dates their best friend and marries them, doesn’t draw but collects art

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symplegades · 7 years

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i’m gonna do one of those old facebook note quiz things from 2010

Are you ready to answer these questions honestly even if it starts to get hard? ya How old is the last person you kissed on the lips? 27 Who was the last person you had a face to face conversation with? my best friend from undergrad What were you doing at 12 am last night? getting into bed/falling asleep Does the person you like, like you back? um i hope so!!!!!!! we share a bed????? Have you ever walked away from someone who was yelling at you? unclear. maybe but i think i’d be too squeamish to do that, i’d just stand there and cry Do you ignore people when you're mad/upset with them? nah i always have to talk it out either with them or someone else, and both options usually end in me getting over it/getting closure and going back to normal Did you kiss or hug anyone in the last 48 hours? yep When you say you don't care do you mean it? i don’t say i don’t care very much, so i guess when i say it i do mean it? i’ll have to pay attention next time Do you plan on sleeping in tomorrow? yep Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed? nah i kissed mike while he was still covered in shaving cream it was yikes Have you ever cried cause you were so mad? oh absolutely, like 100% of the time What's your favourite color? cool colors. <-- what i wrote in 2010 but still true What color is your shirt? grey with purple lettering What do you hear? netflix, i’m watching this movie ~out of the dark~ Last person of the opposite sex you gave a hug to? actually my friend kevin from grad school! i just ran into him at work Are you sitting or standing? sitting. <-- also written in 2010, also still true Are you keeping a secret from anyone? um probably Have you ever kissed someone in the rain? ya Have you kissed someone with braces? yes. <-- i don’t remember that but apparently yes Are you short? ok in 2010 i wrote yes but i think i’m actually pretty average or even taller than average. maybe i was shorter in 10th grade What would your last name be if you were married to the last person you texted? ok i just texted like 3 people at once. i guess velez Last picture comment was from? did this mean, like, on myspace or facebook? idk who was the last person to comment on my fb photos. oh actually you know what a friend of a friend went through all my public posts including photos and commented on all of it and it was rly offputting, so that’s who How was your day overall? p good, i applied to 2 jobs and got called back for a second interview for another job (FINALLY) Do you think that someone is thinking about you right now? probably SOMEONE in the world. maybe my ma Have you ever kissed anyone within an hour of meeting them? ok mike tried to kiss me after our first date but i was like no that is creepy. and looking back i’m like aw so sweet we shoulda kissed! but no it was still uncomfy that he was trying to kiss me a very short time after we first met Are you anyone's first love? pls. sure i guess, people in high school. Could you handle living together with the last person who texted you? lol maybe? i’ve never considered it. prolly we could find agreements/common ground So, the person you like, their name starts with a B, doesn't it? it does not. <-- still true Is the person you last texted single? negative. <-- also still true Do you think age matters in relationships? i mean it’s totally dependent on context. we talking about 16 and 18 year olds or 16 and 32 year olds? i guess it always MATTERS it just depends on how it matters, like being similar ages kinda matters bc you’ve had similar life experiences at similar points in history and being very different ages matters bc you gotta wonder what’s going on. but once you’re over like, 25 i feel like bigger age gaps are more acceptable depending on what’s going on in folks lives. idk. How is your hair right now? it’s okay, up in a pony. actually i thought it was in a bun but i just touched it and it is a pony, usually it’s a bun when i’m home Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with? nah he’s cool, although sometimes i have trouble following his thought process Where was your default picture taken? my prof pic on fb was taken at columbia Who's the last person you took a picture with? yikes, ahhhh... probably mike. Are you waiting for something? a job!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How did you get your last bruise? who knows. <-- still true. i’m not sure i currently have any bruises? Do you believe in love? yes. <-- still true What are your plans for the summer? ikea with sami tomorrow, permit on monday, kate's birthday party monday night, possibly beach with em sara hayley + meg on tuesday, dermatologist on wednesday, california with sami from friday to tuesday, one week home, to maine for 2 weeks, one week home to schedule driving time and finish summer reading and find a job. wooo!

^^^^^sorry i just wanna preserve that 2010 message bc it’s so wholesome and high school-ish and carefree.

my actual summer plans are just intense job hunting and getting a job. then maybe planning a trip home or to maine, then planning a china trip but probably won’t happen this summer. What was your first thought this morning? wa wa why is my alarm going off Have you kissed anyone this month? ya Could you date someone taller than you? sure Is there anything in your past that you'd like to try again? uhhh. yeah i’m sure there are things i didn’t do great. idk? Have you ever gotten butterflies from someone? oh yes. <-- lol wtf? “oh yes”? ya sure idk Do you like waking up in the morning to find that you have new texts? sometimes. i think when i was younger it was more exciting but now i’m kinda relieved when i wake up and don’t have notifications. Ever had braces? nope. <-- still true Do you enjoy Taco Bell or McDonalds? i haven’t eaten either in ages even tho i want to but i know i’ll just get diarrhea. but i’d probably get mcdonalds given the choice Have you ever walked on the beach at night? oh yes. <-- oh yes?? anyway the most prominent “walking on the beach at night” story was when i was on spring break with my friends in ghana (or maybe we were in togo?) and we got stuck in this beach house like a mile down this deserted beach and it was like 2am and we’re walking and all super scared bc we’re a bunch of american girls in a foreign land and then 2 random dudes come out of nowhere and we’re all like NO LEAVE US ALONE and they somehow follow us to our house? and like try to come in? and we’re all f r e a k i n g out bc we’re afraid they’re gonna attack us but then my friend who is naive and trusting opens the door and we’re all screaming like DON’T OPEN THE DOOR but then i guess he just asked if we like... needed matches or something. anyway it was a lot What were you doing at 2AM this morning? sleeping. <-- still true Let me guess, your last incoming call was from the opposite sex? nope it was mike’s mom Has a girl sat on your bed before? yes although actually i don’t think that has happened in this apartment? no one ever really goes in the bedroom except mike and me. but maybe in the old apartment girls had sat on my bed before. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? chatting with my friend and getting my thread organized Ever kissed anyone 18 or older? lol ya Math or English? womp. english? i’m poop at math now i haven’t taken it since i was a freshman in undergrad Do you have any twins in your family? i don’t think so, which is surprising bc it’s a pretty big family Are you shy? depends on the setting and how comfy i am feeling Are you close with your siblings ? meh depends on the day. i think sometimes my middle sister mom’s me too much/nags me/treats me like a baby. You'd say "Fuck you" to your ex, ain't I right? which ex? i mean probably not, what’s the point? How you feeling? kinda hungry Will you ever run away and get married in Las Vegas with no notifications to either of your families? lol nooooooooo What do you think of boyfriends/girlfriends calling each other by food names? i think it is hilar and i wish mike and i did it If you're single, then why don't you get a boyfriend/girlfriend ? not single but also this question unnecessarily adheres to the gender binary also even if i was single i don’t need a partner heck! When was the last time you were craving to get drunk? wah not in a while, i can’t hold my alcohol and mike doesn’t drink so it’s not very fun I don't know about you, but I like saying "fuck" a lot. Do you? not like a LOT. when appropriate Do you think you'll be one of those people that will get a divorce in the future? eep i hope not? does anyone consider themselves “one of those people”? Who did you last hug? my best friend from undergrad Have you ever done something that was really bad for yourself? dur Is it worth crying over a guy or a girl? i mean... crying is crying. it’s not a question of worth it or not. if you wanna cry then cry Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you? ya but we’d need to do a lot of emotional repair Has the last person you texted ever been mad at you before? oh absolutely i was trying to pretend that i wasn’t running horribly late but i was and i made her stand around for so long and she was pissed Has someone ever called you at midnight on your birthday? probably Are you wearing pants? shorts. does that count? <-- same Would you date someone twenty years older than you? womp not right now i’d feel a bit yikes. maybe if i was like 60 and they were 80 or something. it feels better to me if we’re both old lol Is your birthday in less than 6 months? nah Would you ever quit a bad habit for someone? i did actually! i was still smoking a bit when mike and i got together and he really hated it/asked me to stop Have you ever felt guilty about something you didn’t do? oh absolutely lol i feel lots of emotions about everything Do looks matter the most to you? nah Are you looking forward to tomorrow? meh Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? yeah! What are you doing after this? probably gonna make french fries Is something bothering you? unemployment ;( Three days from now, will you be in a relationship? i don't even know if i'm in a relationship NOW. <-- o shit 2010 alicia??? wyd?? you good???

anyway ya i hope so Has someone ever made a promise with you and broke it? i’m sure Will your next kiss be a mistake? hope not! Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months? we goin on 3 years here so Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? mommy. <-- still true!! we literally talk every day if not multiple times a day. Are you trying to avoid liking somebody at the moment? nope! What are you doing tomorrow? sigh probably clean... apply for another job. cross stitch lol What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? he still likes me (: <-- i’m so sad for 2010 me. what is going on? i’m so sad.

and i have no clue what my last thought was, i think i was wondering if mike wanted me to stop leaning on his arm Do you get along more with girls or guys? girls are beautiful and perfect and guys are yikes until proven otherwise next Do you remember who you liked on New Years? lol ya this same guy Have you ever intentionally pissed someone off? probably? Is there someone on your mind that shouldn't be? nah The person you fell hardest for calls, what do you say? hey!!! how's phoenix?! why are you talking to me and not your arizona brethren? <-- ooooooooooh it’s when i dated this white missionary boy who i loved so much but he def did not love me but i was like, just totally infatuated. my best friend from high school refers to this boy as my renaissance bc i after dating him i started dating much cuter people lol

um anyway it’s hard to quantify who i fell hARDEST for i guess? i mean i’m currently in the process of marrying mike so i think he wins. if he called i would ask how bar night was and when the transformers movie is starting bc he got free tix from work Do you think someone has feelings for you? lol he better Have you done anything sneaky lately? hm hm. i don’t think sneaky. Do you find smoking unattractive? sigh i shouldn’t but i do think it makes ppl look sooooo COOL Do you still talk to the last person you kissed? ya we like live together How many cigarettes have you smoked today? zero. <-- still true! Kissed someone who's name started with an N? hmmmmm. when i studied abroad i kissed a LOT of people so i’m sure one of their names started with N When was the last time something bothered you? lol what? constantly? Was last night terrible? nah it was good just a quick turnaround of getting home and going to bed. i ate a lot of watermelon which was gr8 What does your hair look like right now? pony-ish First person to speak to you in '09? lmfao damn i’m dating myself. idfk. Are you afraid of losing the last person you talked to? i mean, i’m not worried about losing them, but yes i’d be afraid or upset if i lost them Are you basically a happy person? i hope so! Do you wish you could take things back? meh. no regerts and all that Have you ever wondered what life would be like without your best friends? omg what?? no?? it would be terrible?? Last person to make you seriously mad? prolly bigots Be honest, are you starting to gain feelings towards anyone? i’m like 3 years in so Do you think relationships are even worth it? well fuck i hope so lol Does anyone completely understand you? i mean no one will ever ~~completely~~ understand me but ya i have lots of people i am close to and whom i trust a lot Did you hug anyone in the last 48 hours? yep! Can you recall the last time you liked someone a lot? lol yes smh Where do you see your ex in 5 years? sigh i have a lot of ex’s don’t put me on blast like this. a few of them are already married so. idk. employed? Your ex runs into you and hugs you, what do you do? which. one. actually it doesn’t rly matter bc if any of them did that i’d be like wat Who was your last missed call from? my dad, we were playing phone tag on father’s day Did you have any unread text messages this morning when you woke up? yeah one from my best friend from high school saying “wtf” bc i told him about how rats can eat snakes if you’re not paying attention when you feed your snek When you and your friends are out and about do you usually get dirty looks? wut? i mean no but probably when i was a teen or preteen we were annoying and did get dirty looks Are you easily scared by horror/thriller films? i lOOOve these films but if it’s about like home invasions i get scared, or like things that live in your house Favorite fruit? god i love fruit. raspberries, applies, cherries (but i’m allergic now :(((((((( ), melon, oranges, the whole shebang. When someone says "we need to talk," what runs through your mind? yikes.com What are your chances of getting with your crush? smh i think they’re pretty good Who did you talk to on the phone last, and why? mom bc i was walking home and wanted to chat with her Do you always answer your phone? yes always Ever worn something of the opposite sex's clothing? dur Which do you enjoy more, to eat or sleep? lmao ahhhhhh i guess eat. Is there a member of the opposite sex on your mind? i mean, yes i have a partner who is a man who i love dearly but he’s not like ALWAYS on my mind, like rn i’m not rly thinking about him but i do care for him a lot and think of him often/want to share most things with him Do you believe your latest ex thinks about you? who??... is my latest ex...... either that aaron guy from okcupid or -- omg CONNOR sigh omg poor boy i hope he’s okay. i hope he doesn’t think about me omg Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night? mike Do you know anyone who would just drop everything to come see you? i mean what’s EVERYTHING... like within reason yeah Your best friend tells you, you have a drug problem, you say? ah i love you and we will get through this lets research our options together

#WEW THAT WAS SUPER LONG #enter at your own risk #smh that was soooooo long #did people actually read these when i did them in 2010?

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invichan8 · 7 years

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Tagged by @pocky-ono!!!

rules: copy/paste and replace my answers with yours and tag people

a - age: 17 (but my mental is that of 10 hoeh lol)

 b - biggest fear: I have loads of fears but well… ESSAY TESTS. LIKE SERIOUSLY THEY KILL ME HUEH

 c - current time: 22:39 (GMT+7)

 d - drink you last had: normal drinking water /what

 e - every day starts with:

Opening my eyes

Grabbing my glasses

Switching my alarm off

Checking my phone and opens IG, LINE, and Tumblr (other apps if I still have the time)

Slacking off Trying my best to get my butt moving from my lovely bed

 f - favorite song: For now it’s Sense of Wonder by my dearest babe Kaji Yuuki

 g - ghosts, are they real?: Yes I guess-

h - hometown: Medan, Indonesia heheh

i - in love with: ALMOST EVERY DANSEI SEIYUU but my top three are Kaji Yuuki, Hatano Wataru, and Shimono Hiro respectively.

j - jealous of: these rich buddy who could buy things from internet so easily hmmm *cries*

k - killed someone: WAH NO

l - last time you cried: several days ago on my exams hueh they kill me so goddamn much

m - middle name: me don’t have a middle name

n - number of siblings: 1

o - one wish: fan meeting with Kaji like. please. let. this. happen. even. only. once. in. my. life

p- person last called/texted: @/seiyuuuu-stuff

q - questions always asked?:

Other people to me: how come you became so fat? Your cheeks are so fluffy now OMG! Me: because I like it ugh

To myself: why are u so useless invi

r - reasons smile: DANSEI SEIYUUS!!! ALMOST.EVERY.OF.THEM.MAKE.ME.SMILE.EVERY.SINGLE.DAY!!!

s - Song last sang: Running High - Shimono Hiro (I’M SO HYPE with his new album hahahhh)

t - time I woke up: 5:30 A.M… 7:00 or 8:00 A.M. on holidays.

u - underwear color: purple hah

v - vacation destination: Japan’s shrines, especially Fushimi Inari’s shrine!

w - worst habit: procrasinate in every possible ways

x - x-rays had: several years ago when I’m super sick I guess?? Forgot what kind of X-rays I had though-

y - your favorite food: oriental-flavored ones, some spicy ones, well I just can’t choose one, most of them are so delish hahah

z - zodiac sign: Pisces!

I nominate: @seiyuuuu-stuff , @ms-c0ld , and @redking907 !

I’m so sorry for the tags but I do hope you guys will have fun with this!

#questions #taggy tag #tags #have fun

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flamingmirrorbookish · 7 years

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I was tagged by @i-breathe-therefore-i-read , thank you!

rules - copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person that tagged you….most importantly, have fun!

a / age - 218

b / biggest fear - snakes

c / current time – 9:56am (it’s around 11 now that I’m posting this)

d / drink you had last - coffee

e / everyday starts with – thinking 'Morning - my arch-enemy. So we meet again -.-'

f / favourite song – it's in my native (you can listen to it on YouTube if you want to)

g / ghosts are real? - maybe...

h / hometown – 18 054 people, big lake, castle ruins (in a country this small, it's the 6th biggest city)

i / in love with – my bed <3

j / jealous of – healthy people

k / killed someone – are you accusing me of something? -.- I want a lawyer!

l / last time you cried – I don't remember. But I'm nearing the end of a book so it'll probably be tonight again

m / middle name – don't have one :(

n / number of siblings – 1 sister

o / one wish – going back in time would fix a lot

p / person you last called.texted – my mother

q / questions you’re always asked – hmm... Do you still read?

r / reasons to smile – the cat

s / song last sang - Do you remember Manfred Mann's Earth Band – Do Wah Diddy Diddy? Yeah, me neither. But I seem to know the part that goes 'do-wah diddy-diddy down diddy-do' well because that's been stuck in my head for some reason and that's what I keep singing to myself (that might be the weirdest thing I've typed in the Google search bar but I got the right result – I didn't know the artist&the title)

t / time you woke up - 5

u / underwear color – *checks* it's white

v / vacation destination – a vineyard in France or Italy

w / worst habit – it's hard to choose. How about a small one? I keep touching my nose when something bothers me. When people see it they think I'm picking it (which I'm not I'd like to clarify)

x / x rays you have had – ankles, knees, hips, chest (times 100), teeth (also many times), collarbone. (maybe I'm forgetting something)

y / your favourite food - pizza

z / zodiac sign – also pizza

I’m bad at tagging. If you read it you have been tagged

#tag

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whiterabbitrunningfalling-blog · 7 years

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Janna stood in front of the long mirror that hung on the bathroom wall, smiling crookedly at herself she tilted her head to the side as she slid her fingers over the sleek fabric of her dress that tickled at her kneecaps. Behind her walls lingered with profanity and obscene scrawling’s written with spray paint and markers, engraved like stone with pocket knives or shards of glass from the smashed bathroom mirror over the skins. It had been an incredibly long night of work and she was ready to get the fuck out of this place. Bartending wasn’t Janna’s first initial career choice, in fact she had studied abroad within the field of psychology, which was ironic since her own clinical diagnosis -self-made of course- she was a class act of psychosis and painted a pretty picture of what most people would call an identity crisis. Like sun downing that came with dementia Janna suffered from something within those lines. Wiping the dark eyeliner across the lower lids of her eyes, black streaks smudged under her blue hues caused her to look midnight ready. Painting a crimson red shade of lipstick over her pale, peach puckered lips caused her to smile before she leaned over and pressed them perfectly to the glass she stood before. Opening the bathroom door she slammed it behind her as she shook out her long, blond hair “Bye Harley.” A familiar face waved her off as her heels signaled her departure from the Club. “Bye-yah, hot stuff” she winked at the short brunette with a childlike wave of her hand. Janna liked the fact that the club made the employee’s come up with different names, it was fun like a game of make believe, reaching into her purse pulling out the half empty box of cigarettes and placed one of the long, slender sticks between her lips. Sparking the gold and black checkered lighter to life, smoke dancing within the wind as she inhaled watching the ember burn to life. Tonight she was meeting someone important, someone that made every day feel like a trip to the candy store, like the glimmer of a nice sparkly diamond, like a hot summer night’s cool breeze. What seemed to be an hour and half later of waiting Janna was becoming worried that Cash was standing her up, “Where the fuck is he” she stood outside the club still as she tossed the finish cigarette to the concrete floor, the wind that blew now cold to her frozen skin as she stood without shelter. Her arms and legs bare as her teeth chattered out of anger and coldness. “I’m going to kill him” she pouted, her face long as her folder her arms against her chest. Wishing that every vehicle that passed by was his. Searching through her small purse that hung around her wrist, Janna pulled the slender electronic into view as she searched through the contact list for his name. Pressing the metal to her ear she listened to the dial tone connect before being sent to voicemail, heated she stomped her right foot and whimpered “you’re ruining date night! Don’t make me come and find you.” Ending the call she turned around to head back inside where she could warm up. “Lilly! I need a round of shots!” she held up four fingers at the brunette who had taken her place behind the bar at the end of her shift. Making her way, Janna took a seat on one of the stools. Gripping the burgundy leather cover with her perfectly manicured fingers, her heels finding the foot rest that circled around the base causing her dress to slip up on her thighs. .“Jack...” she corrected Lily’s hand movements as she reached out to grab a different bottle. “What’s wrong, Harley?” Lily looked worried as she slid the glass in front of Janna. “Boys are dumb.” She picked up the shot glass as she tossed the brown liquid back, the burning sensation in her throat caused her to smile as she licked over her lips. “What am I? Some kinda punch line or something?” she threw her hands up into the air as Lily refilled the glass.

The desert was colder than usual as the sound of Cash's truck ripped through the silent dry night, dust spinning into the air behind his tires. A cigarette hung loosely between his lips as he turned up the radio in his old baby blue classic ford. The Dirty Nil spilling through the cracking spears. The thin, tattooed male sang along to the music. He knew he'd be late meeting Janna and she'd more than likely be pissed when he finally got to her, but he couldn't leave loose ends lying around. As he finally stopped the truck out front of a run down trailer he popped the door open. The old metal letting out a loud shriek as he did. Heading to the bed of the truck he pulled the tailgate down, his long fingers grabbing a hold of a large piece of burlap fabric. With no care in the world he threw it over his shoulder and headed inside, discarding his cigarette at the door of the trailer. The inside of the trailer was much different than its run down outside. It was well kept- everything inside of it having a place where it stayed. It was Cash's OCD getting the best of him. Unraveling the brown fabric, a petite brunette sat terrified under it. Her eyes red from crying and cheeks dotted with color she whimpered from behind the tape that covered her mouth. "Ya know what I fucking hate, more than anything?" Cash question. The brunette woman couldn't do anything but look at him, horror hiding behind her glistening eyes. "Woman who have no innocents to them, ya know what I mean?" Pausing he smiled down at her, kneeling beside her. "When I take this off you can scream all you want, but I promise you no one is going to hear you sweets." His finger picked at the tape that covered her mouth, ripping it from her lips. "You've gone and messed all your make-up to hell." Cash was excellent when it came to hiding his true nature. He had done it his entire life. His parents never suspected a thing while he was growing up. His thumb brushed under the girls make up, brushing away the mess she had made. Turning from her he stood to his feet, his phone going off like clockwork when he did. Cash's blue eyes rolled dramatically, a scoff falling over his lips before he hit ignore. "Every fucking time." He muttered to himself. Scrolling through his phone he hit play on his music, the Ramones coming on as he did. Sliding his coat from his shoulders, he rolled his sleeves up. His fingers traced over a shelf close by the silver of surgical tools shining under the soft light. "This will do." Cash turned back towards the brunette, he had never gotten the chance to remember her name, all he knew was she was family-less and new to the area. Who would miss some random girl who moved to LA to pursue her dreams of being an actress. She was too innocent for this city and that's the way he liked it. His knee pressing against her throat the woman began to beg, "Please. Please don't do this." She managed to get past her lips. "Don't worry. I'm going to take real good care of you." Cash winked at her, the blade of the scalpel running across her skin, the girl screamed out in pain as her frown turned into a smile. A laugh rolled over his lips, the woman fighting to get away from him. His knee pressed tighter into her throat cutting off her oxygen. One final smile in her direction he plucked her eyes from her face before letting her go. Heading to the back of the trailer he unlocked a large deep freezer that sat alone. "Hello sweetheart." - It was his Jessica. She was now his frozen rag doll, a woman he had once claimed to love but murdered in a blacked out rage when she learned his secret. His hand pressed over her frozen skin. pressing the new eyes into her ice cold sockets he smiled down. "Don't worry baby, I'll always keep you beautiful." Cash sighed loudly, the woman's cries were ruining his moment. Locking the freezer he headed back towards her. "Wah wah wah- it hurts. Shut the fuck up." He shouted. His hands reached down to wrap tightly around her throat squeezing until the life had left her body. "Fuck." He muttered, his hands running through his messy hair to fix it. "They never can just shut up for five minutes." Cash washed his hands quickly, gathering his things before rolling his sleeves back down and sliding his coat back on. Looking at the time it finally hit him how late he was. "Fuck me." He shouted. Grabbing the lifeless body on the floor he dragged her out to the truck, throwing the body in the passenger seat. Heading back towards the city the road was practically dead. No one bothered to head this way unless they were heading to Vegas. Half way home Cash stopped, dropping the dead body on the side of the road. He wiped her skin down quickly, making sure all finger prints would be removed from her flesh and removed the rope that bound her. "Good luck honey." Once more he climbed into the old truck and raced it back into the city. Parking a little ways away from the bar where Janna work. Sliding his phone from his pocket he listened to her voice mail- his head shaking quickly at the tone in her voice. Cash climbed from the vehicle and headed to the bar. Lighting a cigarette before he reached the bar he opened the heavy door, his head peeking inside to look for her, "Don't make me come fucking find you!" He shouted at her the moment his hues landed on her. Stepping inside he made his way to her, "I had some shit to take care of. Lost track of time. You know, I'm such a busy man." He teased with a sinister grin stretched across his face. Grabbing the shot glass full of Jack that sat in front of her he sucked it down. "One day you'll learn and start drinking bourbon." Cash winked at her, slamming the glass down. "So, are you ready to go are we just gonna sit here all night?"

Janna had forgotten the shot glass in front of her as she snatched the bottle from Lily, placing it to her lips as she tilted her head far back, gulping the contaminants before she had her fill. Laughing hysterically at the look Lily had given her “you act like you've never seen this side of me before, don't judge me puppet.” She snapped at the female who rolled her eyes and scoffed. “ don't get your panties in a bunch with me, Har. I ain't the one you should be taking your anger out on.” Lily fired back. Janna slipped off the stool as she shrugged her shoulders, pulling herself up onto the bar top as she pouted innocently “ I'm sorry, Lilies you're right.” Taking another gulp from the bottle she held out her hand holding onto the bottle, shaking it as she insisted lily take a swig. “ buy you a shot?” She winked as a wide, toothy grin sprawled crookedly across her face. Janna felt heat tickle at her cheeks and a burning in the pit of her stomach, wrapping her arms around her waist she closed her eyes for a moment, “ I feel so…juicy” a giggle escaped past her moistened lips. Running her hands along her thighs, up across her stomach, to her neck, and stretching her arms up over her head as she smiled. “ it's going to be a magical fucking night.” Standing on top of the bar she turned around to look at all the club goers that was separated from the private bar area, her eyes scanning the many bodies as the music thumping loud in her ears. Walking to the end of the bar on the far left side she gripped onto the foundation pole that was placed mostly for style and roof support. She held her hand up to her face as she folded her fingers into a gun shape, “ click, click, boom!” She laughed softly to herself. Her eyes caught the glimpse of a young man sitting not to far from the bar as she slid down to brace on all fours, shaping the bottle at the man as she smiled warmly “ you wanna drink with me? You look like a riot.” She watched as the man stood and walked towards the bar, sitting in front of Janna as her blue hues latched onto his dark orbs. “ be careful she bites” lily spoke loudly so the man could hear her, pouring into the man's glass Janna laughed before rolling her eyes “ don't listen to her, she can't take a joke.” Smoothing her hand over the man's expensive jacket she leaned over to sweet talk him, sliding her hand ever so lightly into the inner pocket of his jacket. Pulling the thick leather wallet from the breast pocket and tucking it out of sight from lily and the man into her bra. Janna’s eyes widened as she heard a loud, familiar voice, her eyes wide as she noticed that it was Cash remarking on her voicemail. “ who's that?” The man in front of her asked as she raised her hand to palm the man's face, pushing his head back as she stood to her heels and walked back to where she was sitting before, emptying the bottle before throwing it at Cash, missing him and shattering against the wall. “ save it, clown boy!” Anger riddled her face before she slid down to sit on the stool before pouting sadly, her demeanour flattened out to a child like innocence as she straightened out his jacket. “ you know I can't be mad at you forever.” Capturing her bottom lip between her teeth as she watched him take the shot “ I like the way Jack makes me feel…gives me a little extra edge.” Janna flashed the personal information and credit cards along with loose cash that lingered in the man's wallet at Cash as she tilted her head to side “ I know the perfect spot we can go.” She held out one of the cards as she read the man's address out from one of his business cards. “ oil tycoon, look at mister slick over here.” She fanned herself with the card before grabbing her purse. “ Bye for real!” She blew a kiss to Lily before slapping down one of the stolen fifty dollar bills.

Cash quickly dogged the bottle that was aimed at his head as he made his way to her. He was used to Janna being off the rails in public wildin out and then fading back into sanity. While Cash on the other hand was usually calm and composed. It was when the pair got together that things really got crazy. "Got you a new boy I see." He laughed, his glance turning to the man she had been talking to. "That's mister clown to you." Cash teased, throwing a playful wink in her direction. Leaning against the bar he took a heavy drag from his cigarette, blowing the thick smoke into the air before stamping it out in the ash tray. His hues fell down to her pale hands as she fixed his jacket. "If ya weren't so crazy, I'd say you're insane, pumpkin." Cash grinned widely at her. "Yes, well, bourbon is better, and stronger. And made for reaaaaaaal classy folks." Cash ordered a drink, sucking the amber liquid down quickly as she spoke. He moved in closer towards her as she spoke. Pulling the card from her fingers his eyes scanned the words on the card. "Hmmm." He thought to himself. Cash's head twitching rapidly for just a second as his mind began to wonder. "Let's go give our new family a visit. I bet they're just DYYYYYYYYYYYYING to meet us." a roar of a laugh rolled off his lips, the pair heading for the door. As the two stepped into the night the cold air hit like a truck. This was California, it wasn't supposed to be cold. Cash motioned for him to follow her. "Unfortunately I have the truck, real classy, huh?" He laughed. A few cars down from the bar his eyes landed on an all white bmw i8. "But I guess this will work." It didn't take long for Cash to get into the car and disable the system for it. Unlocking the door he pushed the door open, watching it swing upwards. "Are you gonna sit out in the cold all night or get in?" He questioned. Pulling the driver side door down he slammed it closed and started the vehicle. His foot pressed against the gas pedal the car sped down the street. He swerved in and out of the small traffic that cluttered the street the car making its way to the richer part of the city. "What is this fucking music?" country music softly played through the speakers. "Who owns a fucking car like this and listens to this music? Put something else on. Anything." At the speed the pair was going it didn't take long to find the house they were looking for. Pulling up to it the house was gated in, with a smirk on his face he hit the call button on the small black box that sat near the driveway entrance. A soft spoken woman coming over the speaker, "Hello Ma'am, I work for Uber. I have your husband is passed out in my car." That was all it took. The unsuspecting woman sighed, "Come on in." it was obvious this wasn't the first time it had happened. Sliding the pad of his finger over the window button it slid up quickly and the gate began to open. Cash whipped the car around to the front of the house. Flipping the door open once more he stepped from the car. "Let's go play." He grinned before walking around the car, his hand running over the glossy hood. The house was two stories and worth more than any money Cash certainly had. "How much do you think it's worth? 10, 20 million?" His eyes wondered over the exterior of the home. Stepping up to the dark wooden door his knuckles loudly slammed against it. Click, click, click, the sounds of the locks opening as soon as the woman began to open the door Cash pushed his way inside, his hands reaching for the woman to cover her mouth to keep her from making a noise. "Special delivery." He laughed loudly

Janna’s eyes lowered into a haze as Cash moved closer to her, the volume of her voice turned to a hush as he examined the business card. A wicked smile played with her lips as she waited calmly for the approval of a job well done, once Cash approved Janna’s face lit up with excitement , “ I've always wanted a family, Oh puddin’ it’ll be like one big reunion.” She clapped her hands as they left the Bar. The fresh air hit her smack in the face and the alcohol she guzzled flew straight to her head, her body warm as she wasn't so cold anymore. Looking up to the sky she counted the stars as she twirled happily, a bounce in her step before revert her head back to centre as Cash’s words interrupted her train of thought. “ the truck, huh? Tying up loose ends?” She stuck her tongue out at him, mostly playful before rolling her eyes. Stopping in front of the gorgeous white beast waiting for their arrival, practically drooling over the exterior “ probably one of slicks’ friendly business partners in there.” She threw her thumb in the direction of the bar before patting the air near her mouth as she fake yawned, disinterested in the privileged scum that ruined their home. Watching Cash at work she stood there admiring his handy work “ that's my puddin’ pie, such a handy man” she winked at him before a sinister look pulled to her face. The door opening as it swung upwards she climbed into the passenger seat, barely having time to climb in as he took off. Slamming the door shut she laughed hard at the music that emulated from the sound system. “ told ya” fiddling for a moment she finally found a station to leave it on, the loud metal music blaring as vehicles and streetlights blurred together. The vibrations of the speed trembled through her petite frame and she couldn't help but purr, hands running into her blond strands as she fisted handfuls as she moved rhythmically to the music. It didn't take them long to find the house, actually it was quite obvious where the man lived. With the kinda dollars he made she wasn't surprised that he had one of the biggest lots. Rubbing her palms together she looked over at Cash “ honey, we’re home.” She sat quietly like a mouse as she watched the situation before her unfold, holding her thumbs up as the lady of the house took the bait he reeled her in with. Passing through the gate she licked over her lips “ I wonder if mommy will be happy to see me.” She straightened up her hair and dress before she focused in, as Cash pulled up front and parked they climbed out of the luxurious vehicle and stood patiently on the doorstep. “ this place has to be about 20 mill easily.” She checked out estate, the build and materials. “ they got a fucking fountain on the front lawn.” As the locks started to open Janna’s eyes focused on the doorknob as it turned with quickness. Before she knew it Cash was forcing his way into the home and she followed in behind him, kicking the door shut behind her. “ hiya mommy dearest!” Scooping out the area she hustled to the near by rooms as she peeked in for any other distant family members. Looking around what she guessed would be the formal living room she noticed a family portrait on the fireplace mantel, Janna picked it up before returning to Cash’s side where she held the photo up the the lady’s face “ where's my siblings! I'm just dying to meet them...” She pointed to the two teenaged children in the photo “ little billy and Sarah. I bet they're upstairs asleep huh?” She watched as the woman squirmed and tossed her head around as she tried to pull her mouth away from Cash’s grasp on her mouth. Janna rolled her eyes “ you're such a party pooper” she tossed the picture frame over her shoulder, the glass shattering against the tiled flooring. “ what'cha think, mistah J” her thick Kentucky accent put emphasis on the mister. “ should we put mommy in time out then wake up the kids?” Her grin was large and playful, no one could really see the hidden insanity that lingered behind Janna until she opened her pretty mouth and spoke in conspiring fables. “ hey mama…knock, knock.” Janna couldn't help but burst out laughing. “ get it?” She watched the woman's eyes shifting around the room as her eyes gave away the large cabinet that lingered by the staircase. Janna used her finger to press in the middle of the woman's forehead and trailed it along an imaginary line that lead to the cabinet. “ what'cha got hidden in here? Daddy's playboys” she covered her mouth as she gasped. “ tsk, tsk, tsk…”opening the cabinet Janna spotted a large pack of zip ties and a large case a long with car keys and a few other lingering things of not much value. “ jeeze, for Richies like you, y'all don't keep ya shit locked up tight.” She laughed before grabbing the bag, tearing it open she pulled out one of the long, durable, plastic ties. Walking behind the woman Janna fought the woman for her hands before knocking the air out of the middle aged woman with a swift hit “ it ain't my first rodeo..,don't make me hurt you sooner than I want too. It's suppose to be a fun encounter. Don't.test.me.bitch.” She spoke into the gasping woman's ear. Securing the tie around the woman's wrist. “ Ta-Da!”

Cash kept a close eye on Janna as she teased the woman. Her muffled cries pleading with the pair. "Shhhhh. No need to be scared." Cash whispered softly in the womans ear. "Pumpkin, run to the kitchen now and grab me a hand towel." Cash nodded in her direction as he dragged the woman to the formal living room. "You have such a nice place. It's really a shame how much you people feel the need to flaunt your money." He smiled. "Now listen honey, I'm gonna let your mouth go, but if you make any noise at all, it's game over. Do we understand?" The woman in a panic shook her head yes and slowly Cash removed his hand from her mouth before throwing her onto the sofa. "W-" The woman couldn't form words before Cash interrupted her. "Let me guess, Why are we doing this?" He laughed softly making his way around the room. His eyes landed on an old antique record player. "This now, this is beautiful." His fingers ran along the wooden casing of it before he started it up. "You wouldn't mind if I perhaps took this would you?" The woman didn't say a word just watched. His attention, easily distracted by music his attention was taken away by the stacks of old records that sat neatly on a shelf. "Oh, so you do listen to good music I see." his slender fingers ran over the old thin cardboard of the record sleeves until he stopped, pulling one from its resting place. "Those were my mothers." The woman spoke softly, her voice cracking from fear. Placing the record onto the machine he set the needle on the vinyl. The soft piano began to play, soft echos bouncing off the walls. "That's nice." Cash muttered to himself- Mozart one of his favorites. Turning to face he for a brief second he took a seat in the antique chair that sat across from the sofa. Pulling a cigarette from his pack he tapped it on the arm of the chair before placing it to his lips and lighting it. "Back to your worried little mind of why this is happening." He paused, his tongue running over his lips as he took a heavy drag from his cigarette, ashing it on the carpet. "Because we can. That's why. Because while you sit hidden away behind all your marble walls living your high life in your versace pajamas with matching little slippers there's people out there dying for a meal." Janna had finally appeared with the towels. "just set them down there, lovie." He said with a grin, pointing to the glass table "Because maybe we're just bat shit crazy." Cash laughed loudly to himself, his head twitching once again. "Maybe because it was in your fate. Maybe it was by random. Maybe no one fucking knows." He took another drag from his cigarette, the thick smoke dancing in the air before it disappeared into nothing. "Darlin, do me a favor and bring darling little sister downstairs for us. Take the towel you'll probably need it sweets." Standing to his feet he walked towards Janna, his full lips placing softly to her forehead before she had scurried off once again. "You see, I could probably give you a million dumb fuck answers of something you want to hear but they'd all be lies. Truth is we just got bored." He laughed again. As he leaned over the woman who was in surprisingly good shape for her age. "All that Botox probably saved your life over the years huh?" It was the rare occasion where someone actually listened. There was no screaming or fighting after the initial entrance and that's the way Cash liked it. His hand sliding into his pocket he pulled out a small switch blade, popping it open he ran it along the fabric of the Pajamas the woman wore, cutting them from her flesh quickly leaving her in nothing but her panties. "Tell me does your husband like you clean or does he live 80's style and wild?" He threw a playful wink in her direction as he spoke.

Janna skipped off as Cash had given her orders to follow, turning on her heels she skipped out of sight and searched through the mansion for the kitchen. “Jeeze Louise, this place is huge? Can’t even find the damn kitchen. I bet they’ve got help.” She mumbled under her breath to herself, a roll of her eyes as she sighed exhaustedly. “Us poor folk working for the richies and I bet they don’t even get tipped or even a nice word every now and then.” Looking at the large paintings that hung on big walls, stopping to admire one that seemed to jog some sort of distant memory. Her mind drifted off as she remembered the time she sat in a small office space, the walls hidden behind dark oak bookcases, manuals and medical textbooks lining the shelf. The woman sitting behind a rather large expensive desk held ink blobbed pictures. “What do you see?” the stone faced woman asked Janna whom appeared to be a small child. Hearing the soft Mozart music playing hollow snapped her back to her reality as the abstract painting sat against the wall mockingly. Reaching up she pulled the painting of the wall and braced it against it, shoving her left heel through the canvas material. A snarl ripped from her in a moment of anger as she stood up tall, confident like as she removed her foot from the hole she created. “What do you see now?” she spoke softly before venturing off at the task at hand. Towels. Reaching the kitchen Janna’s eyes widened, the open concept room with tall marble walls held onto black cabinets. A fridge with a glass door peeked her interested as she tilted her head to the side to see bottles of champagne just waiting to be plucked and put to good use. Pulling open the fridge Janna slid her fingers along her right thigh, raising the sparkly material of her silver dress over her hip. A lacey garter strap hugged around her thick thigh, as she pulled a matte black knife from its holding spot a wide toothy grin pulled across her face. Using the blade to pop the cork she watched as a fountain of pink fizz exploded from the top, holding it over the sink she cooed at the view. “My, my, my… this is the real expensive shit.” She held the bottle away from her lips and tilted her head backward, a waterfall of champagne drizzled into her mouth as she let it slide down her throat internally and externally. Janna looked around as she pulled drawers open until she found one stocked with cotton towels. Pulling a lot out as she held them closely in her arms, she didn’t want to keep Cash waiting she never wanted to disappoint him even though she dreamt of his wrath. She had an inflection with the way he worked, so careful, so swift unlike her. Messy like a tornado and loud like a fog horn. Returning to the formal living room, a smile on her face as she swayed over towards the man of the hour. Placing the towels down on the glass table that sat inches away from where the group had been sitting. “Nice place ya got here.” She eyed the woman’s face watching the emotions that played with her features, Janna tilted her head to the side as she smiled widely. “You got something you wanna say to me?” she watched the woman’s eyes darting into her as if she was trying to reason some sort of hope with Janna. A giggle ripped from Janna’s throat as she shook her head. “hey puddin’ I think she’s tryna have a motherly moment with me. Too bad I’m at that rebellious stage…I just hate my parents.” She lingered her words as Cash’s voice drew her attention, asking her to grab the teenaged girl from upstairs. A sinister smile pulled across her face as she looked over to him. Watching his long stature raise from the expansive leather chair he sat in and walked towards her, Janna’s eyes closed as a soft smile lingered against her lips when his own pair pressed to her forehead. Turning to look at the frightful woman at the mention of her daughter Janna couldn’t help but clap her hands excitedly. “ooou, girl time. I’ve been dying to bond with little sissy.” Leaving the pair once more, Janna turned her head to see Cash with the blade within his hand her eyes glittering as she made her way towards the grand staircase. Arriving upstairs with the towel tossed over her shoulder Janna searched quietly within the shadows of the dark, arriving at a door with the initial M marked on it, opening the door quietly she peaked her head inside as she looked around the room. Posters of boys and the glint of pink walls were illuminated by the night light plugged into the wall. Laughing she busted into the room loudly as the girl woke up from her sleep, scared as she scrambled to sit up into her bed. “WHO ARE YOU?!” The girl’s voice began to increase in volume as Janna held the towel in her hands, wrapping the ends tightly around her fist as she approached the bed. “Mommy’s playing right now, we’re about to join them, now shut the fuck up!” she draped the towel between the girls lips roughly as she dragged her out of bed. The girl fighting her as Janna pulled on the ends of the towel aggressively. “Oh girlie, you don’t wanna upset your big sister now. “The girl winced as Janna used her knee to force the girl to walk. “Now stay quiet or you’ll upset your big brother and trust me…you don’t wanna upset him now.” She looked over the girl’s body once and Janna couldn’t help but laugh. “It kinda looks like you know how to behave for a man anyways. Aint that right? Tsk-tsk, does mommy dearest know you’re a little slut?” Arriving downstairs and back into the formal living room, Janna smiled widely as if she just had a successful hunt, a prize buck between her hands. “Look at what we got here.”

Grabbing the woman by her throat Cash's vivid blue hues glared into hers. Her eyes were blood shot with fear and old tears. A smile turning the corners of his lips as he inspected her. "I bet your husband fucks you the same old boring way. Every time you fake an orgasm, huh?" Cash questioned with a cheeky smile. "Or do you fuck the pool boy so you feel young again? So you forget your age is slowly running away from you." He paused for a moment, his hand pulling away from her throat to grab her by her jaw he continued, "Or maybe you fuck your daughters boyfriend. Or even your son because you're that fucked up. Sounds like something you'd rich folks would do just to feel something because you have enough money for everything." The blade of his knife ran against her skin, pushing it harder into her soft flesh into it broke. The woman let out a small whimper not wanting to get loud, the fear for her life still very much alive inside of her. Cash's eyes were fixated on the crimson that pooled on her skin. Another twitch- his mind began to take a hold of him. He could recall the first time he fell in love with it, and why. Cash was a small child and he had fallen like every other kid does. His knees scraped up he didn't cry, he didn't make a peep. His eyes just watched as the blood formed on his flesh and began to run. This was what kept the world alive. Every drop coursing through the veins of living things. Without this they would die. It was pretty morbid for a child, but he wasn't an ordinary child. Sliding his jacket from his broad shoulders he folded it neatly, placing it on top of the table. His thin, tattooed fingers unbuttoning the cuffs of his white shirt before rolling them half way to his elbow. A gun holster slung around his shoulders, locked and loaded. Putting his cigarette out on the glass table he sat on the arm of the couch, Janna appearing before him with the daughter. "You listen so well." He said with a grin, standing to his feet to inspect the girl. She was thin, blonde- dyed of course. She was the same as every other little rich girl that lived in the fabulous hills of Hollywood. "Well aren't you sweet." He grinned at her, his smile turning into a frown, "But I bet no virgin." Finding the tip ties he handed the plastic to Janna, his hands cupping the face of the small blonde. "Let me guess, head cheer leader but gives blow jobs to the entire. fucking. football. team." Another laugh rolled over his full lips. "I'll give you the same option as your mother. I'll uncover your mouth..." Cash leaned in close to her ear as he began to whisper, "But one peep and I'll slit your throat before you even have a chance to think about it." His lips pressed to the girls cheek quickly. He had a way about him, a way that was calm and nurturing and also one that was completely sinister. After the girls hands were bound he repeated the same process he had done with her mother. Throwing her on the couch next to the other woman, removing her clothes, leaving her bare. "I just feel like it makes everyone feel a little more comfortable you know. We're all family here." He teased, taking a seat between the two women. "So pumpkin, the boy. Mister athletic asleep nice and sound upstairs.. I'm thinking.... I'm thinking when we're done with these two we sneak up stairs and make him a little bit happier too, huh?" His arms fell around the two women who sat in the panties. "Because you know I'm just gonna have so much fun with these two." As his hands ran over their flesh he was reminded about all of his madness. About how Jessica still laid in a freeze, lifeless. All the women he had taken apart to piece together some kind of weird voodoo rag doll of sorts. And these two would be no different. He'd more than likely rape one of them, forcing the other to watch. Remove their flesh- keeping them alive while he did. And he'd live for every minute of it. "I've got to say I feel like our sweet little sister is really warming up to me. Are you coming onto me you naughty little girl?" Cash laughed as his blue hues fell onto hers. "Do you think she's coming on to me, pumpkin?" His head turned slowly to meet Janna's gaze.

A pleased smile plastered across Janna’s face as Cash complimented her impeccable listening skills. “I got a little help with a few of my friends keeping me focused.” She pointed to her head as she spoke. Her tongue pressed against the back of her top teeth as she smiled encouragingly at him, as he spoke towards the scared girl that stood in front of her, bounded now with her hands behind her back. “Isn’t lady like you know, to be putting things in your mouth like that?” She teased before low laugh tickled her vocal cords, “I bet you got a lot of practice, a pretty brat like you must be talk of the town, I bet she fucks all the boys in school. I bet she throws parties and lets them run a choo choo train on her.” A loud laughed echoed in her ears as she raised one hand, pulling an imaginary whistle blower chain. Pushing the girl closer to Cash like sending a lamb to the slaughter she twirled around the room, waltzing with herself out of the room before returning with the case she had discovered before. Holding it over her shoulder like a new, fancy purse she placed it on the glass table. “What do we got in here, I wonder…I wonder.” Flicking the heavy metal latches on each end that kept the case locked, she flipped open the top as she gasped out. “I think we stumbled into some marital problems here, Puddin’… trouble in paradise.” She raised one of the many wads of cash in her hands as she fanned herself with it. “Let me see if I can get this straight…” Janna playfully tapped her chin as she pretended to be off in deep concentration. “Either daddy’s got a new girlfriend or mama was planning on dipping out with the hot pool boy.” Turning the case around she exposed the case full of money, “isn’t it pretty?” she practically drooled before she turned her attention to look at the woman as she pulled her eyebrows together, “there is no fucking way you rich people are this stupid, what you think you’re so fucking invincible? Like you’re…like you’re Big batty on block or some shit.” She spoke angrily as she walked over towards the woman who was already bleeding and pressed her thumb to the broken skin hard, her pointed fingernail pressing into the wound as it stressed the small slit from the sharp blade of Cash’s “ I once was told that Pig’s don’t have veins, that they don’t bleed…but yet my mother was more of nut than me” she snorted a laugh before her face turned long once more “but here you are, your blood stinks…tainted fucking meat.” Hearing the woman’s cries only caused Janna to smile widely, her eyes wide as she leaned over to be face level with the woman, “do you still think you can appeal to me, like some kinda weird woman to woman thing? You’re lucky that your fate isn’t left up to me, because I like breaking new toys.” Standing up straight as Janna’s eyes lingered on the woman’s face as the woman’s eyes began to water once more “awe, did I hurt your feelings? Do you feel hopeless and broken? Are you speaking to God in your mind begging him to save you…you know, I could give you a one way ticket, first class up to the pearly fucking gates. VIP access and everything.” Janna smiled as she turned and skipped away, plopping down in the chair Cash was sitting in earlier. Pulling the butterfly knife she had strapped to her thigh into view, twirling it skillfully between her fingers. “I think lil bro, would be very…very excited to play with me, don’tcha think?” she tilted her head to the side as she eyed the young girl. “Oh yes, Daddy. Sound asleep… doesn’t have the slightest clue that we’re planning a surprise party for him. We can’t spoil the surprise now… that’s no fun.” She pouted across at him before laughing, her blue hues trailing along Cash as his arms hugged the two women close to his side. Janna felt a little jealous, steam could be flowing from out her ears for all she knew, turning her nose up “hmph.” The expression left her without a thought as she turned her attention back towards the young girl when Cash asked if he thought she was coming on to him. Standing up she fisted the knife’s handle in her palm before closing the small gap between the girl and herself. Placing the blade under the girls chin and lifting it, tilting so their eyes met “she’s pretty, it would be a shame to scare that face.” She mumbled “you making eyes at my puddin’?” she raised an eyebrow as the girl frantically shook her head. “And why the fuck not? What you don’t think he’s good looking?” She plopped beside the girl on her free side, gripping the girls face between her fingers and turning her head towards Cash. “Isn’t he tasssty?” she watched as the girl shifted her eyes away and Janna pouted “awe, she’s shy. I didn’t know little whore’s where so shy? Maybe it’s part of her opening act.” She laughed before slapping the girl’s cheek. “Maybe you’re making her blush too much.” Janna heard a voice calling out from the other room “Sabrina? Are you still awake…that damn music is turned up to loud, are the kids awake?” smiling excitedly, she looked over at Cash as she pressed her finger to the side of her lips “Daddy’s home, I’ll go greet him.” Standing up she fixed her dress as she tip toed out of the room. Swaying her hips side to side as she found Mr. Slick emptying his pockets, finally realizing that he wallet was gone. Looking confused he looked around until he noticed Janna standing in view, hands behind her back where she gripped onto her blade “Hiya, Handsome…remember me?” Janna quickly swept the man’s legs as he fell hard to his back, she straddled his lap as she held her blade to his throat. “Squeal and I’ll make it real.” The man’s face grew mad as he took the chance and swung his fist, knocking her swiftly in the jaw. Whimpering she fell off of him, Watching as he got up to run into the formal living room. Growling she got to her feet quickly as she ran after him, jumping onto the man’s back she wrapped her legs around his waist. Holding his head back as she swiftly pushed the blade into the man’s throat. Slicing him from ear to ear. “Look at it, look at it flow!” a manic laugh ripped from her chest as she rides the man’s back until he collapse’s to his knees. Retrieving the blade from the man’s neck she shook it gently as sprinkles of blood landed on the young woman’s face. Loud muffled screams and tears falling from both the females faces as Janna stood there spackled in their husband and fathers blood.

Cash laughed at Janna. Her intense attitude matched his own. She knew the right things to say to weave her way under someones skin. Cash of course, did things in a completely different manner. His eyes glued to the large case as Janna popped it open. "Welly welly well well, what do we have here." his tongue clicked inside his mouth. The pads of his fingers running over the sleek case as he read the amount on the bill markings. "Nah, you know what this is..." Cash glanced over at both of the woman he sat between. Each one more nervous than the other. He knew what was going on in the mothers mind. She just wanted to save her family, protect her babies but she couldn't. She was weak- powerless. The knife stuck between his fingers swayed to the soft piano of the music, the one thing that kept him slightly sane. "They were hiding money from the government, that's what this is." Leaning forward he slammed the case shut. "Don't worry, we can help you out with that. Can't we toots?" Cash threw a playful wink in Jannas direction. His attention completely captivated by her as she charged straight for the daughter, "Hey now, bring it down. We don't want to harm our new friends. Not just yet at least." A cheeky smile curled the corners of his lips, his hand placing on the girls thigh. Pulling the towel from her mouth. "How old are you darlin?" Cash asked her, standing up before he kneeled in front of her, "e-eighteen" She muttered. "Beautiful." He grinned. after Janna had messed with the woman Cash pulled her to himself. "You know, I love it when you go crazy. But every time I give you nice things you just break them so easily. Be a good gi-" Before he could finish his sentence he heard the voice of a male. A sinister smile took over his face, his vivid hues turning a slightly darker shade, "....Be a good girl and go say hi to Dad for us." Once again his full lips pressed to her forehead. He did it in the same way a parent would give their small child a treat for being good. His fingers brushed her hair back, forcing it to frame her face. "Run along now Pumpkin. Make sure he has a nice warm greeting." He smiled as he dismissed her. His attention turning back to the girl. Grabbing her by her throat he threw her over the side of the couch, "Good, you can stare at your mother while this happens." He laughed loudly. "NO! PLEASE!" The mother cried out. Cash's blade ran along the fabric of the girls panties, cutting them from her frames before he slipped the knife close and placed it back in his pocket. He instantly reached for the gun aimlessly directing it in the moms direction, "What did I fucking say about making a peep?!" Cash shouted. The girl made soft whimpers, her eyes watching her mothers the entire time, "mama..." she coo'd softly. "I'm sorry baby." Her mother replied before Cash was inside of the young woman. Loud laughs rolled over his lips as he raped the girl. The girls eyes pouring with tears every time the slender male slammed into her. "Open your eyes and watch, mommy dearest." Cash demanded, the woman's dark hues opening to watch as he violated her daughter. Shortly after Cash had finished he was greeted with Janna's mess. A pool of blood laid under the dead man. Cash's white shirt sprinkled in drops of blood. "Now look what you've done, pumpkin. You've messed up one of my best shirts." He scoffed. A loud scream fell from the mothers lips and without second thought Cash aimed the gun at her. Click, the sound of the trigger being pulled. Ting, the silencer muffled all the noise. "God these people never know how to fucking listen." Cash said behind gritted teeth, watching as the woman's brains sprayed against the wall behind her. The daughter bit the cushion of the sofa trying to muffle any screams that could possible come out. At this point she was doing anything she could to survive. "Come on love, let's go get you cleaned up." He laughed, grabbing the young girl by her bound arms. He dragged her around the house until he found a bath tub. Turning the water on he waited for it to get hot. The steam spilling from the hot water as it poured from the faucet. Throwing the girl in the tub he scrubbed away any piece of evidence that could be linked to him. Reaching into his pocket he grabbed one of the zip ties, wrapping it quickly around her feet to assure she couldn't make some kind of escape. "You can stay here lovie." He grinned. Watching himself in the mirror he fixed his messy hair, pushing it back into place to it's normal clean self. Shutting the door behind himself he found Janna. "Come pumpkin. Let's go find your brother. I have a feeling he's dying to see you." Taking Janna by the hand he walked with her upstairs. The blood from the father scattered across his clothes as he opened a door to find a sleeping young man. He couldn't have been older than 16. It was a shame really. These kids had a whole life to lead and they'd never get a chance. For no reason really, only because the pair had the power to take it. Cash lit up a cigarette as they walked towards his bed. His hand instantly reaching down to grab the young man by the throat, his eyes popping open almost instantly. "Hey there buddy." He smiled. "This is my Pumpkin, she's going to take care of you really good tonight." Taking a heavy drag from his cigarette he exhaled the smoke in the boys face. "but first, I need you to tell me where mom and dad hide all their expensive stuff. Jewelry, money, is there a safe somewhere?" The boy was visibly shaken by what was happening. Sweat quickly began to form on his forehead. Words weren't able to make it past his lips as he stuttered. "Spit it the fuck out already." Cash shouted as he held the gun to the boys temple. "In the bedroom and in my dad's office. The safe code is the one that was already programed. 4-3-2-1." Cash grinned, releasing the boy into Janna's care. "Have fun pumpkin." He laughed, handing his gun over to her before disappearing out the door. Once in the office he gathered everything that was in the safe. Money, gold, even diamonds. The next stop was the jewelry. Going through all the jewelry he found the best pieces. "Pumpkin will love this." He grinned. His fingers ran over a matching diamond necklace and bracelet set that glistened in the soft moonlight that peeked through the window.

Janna looked around the boy’s room as she looked at the posters and trophies, collectables that lingered around giving her an idea of some sort of idea on who the kid was. Smiling widely at Cash as he entrusted her with his gun “oh..we’ll have lots and lots of fun. I'm gonna wind him up and pop him off like a jack in the box.” Laughing hard as her arms wrapped around her waist, the gun large in her hand as she watched Cash leave. The room was quiet as she walked around, the young boy gulping as he nervously watched her. Sneaking looks at the boy every so often between the strands of her blond hair before she turned fast on her heels “ BOO!” She watched as the boy jumped. “ awe, baby cakes are you scared of me? Or did that big bad man scare you?” She looked over at the poster on the wall and snorted “is this your favourite superhero. A man bat?” She rolled her eyes “ I'm not one for heroes, men in tights aren't exactly my thing.” She spoke with her hands, tossing the gun around as she spoke to the boy. “ you know…I was an orphan.” Raising a hand to her mouth she gasped. “ look at me spilling the beans.” She watched as the boys face twisted into confusion before his eyes opened wide. Janna frowned as she moved to sit on his bed “ hey, listen it's okay. Your mom was a whore, your dad was a cheating bastard…your sisters a slut. You know what they say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.” She spoke in her most reassuring voice, running her free hand through her hair she watched as the boy started to cry. “ why..why are you doing this to us, we’ve done nothing to you people.” The boy sputtered, Janna’s face twisted with disgusted “ you people? What do you mean you people? You know you Richies don't know how to speak to people. Never talk to a mentally fucked person like that. Could get ya self killed.” She waved the gun that was between her fingers. “ I slit your daddy’s throat, this is his blood you know.” She flashed the boy a pretty smile, blood splatter still coating her face from the back spray. “ anyways, I’m bored Zane I really wanted to be friends..fuck, I was gonna try and talk puddin’ into letting you keep your life.” She shrugged before holding the gun out in front of her, the silencer pressed against the boys forehead. “ hey, you had a hell of a ride. They got ice cream in heaven.” Pulling the trigger, she watched the boys head roughly snapped back. Blood splattering the wall behind him, Janna frowned for a second before laying down next to the boy. Her eyes fixed on his open eyes “ you would of done it yourself anyways…without your parents, your sister your life would be ruined, no matter how much money you had. Tough luck kid.” Sitting up she walked towards the bedroom door, looking back at the kid’s body, pressing the gun to her own temple “ boom.” Making her way around the home she shuffled into the master suit at the end of the hallway where she found Cash digging through the belongings. The frown on her face instantly turning into a wide smile “ I forgot how boring sixteen year olds could be, to young to do anything but the comfort of his own hand” she closed her free hand into a fist as she shook it back and forth, “ I didn’t have much fun, but he's gone now.” She shrugged. “ where’s your fuckbait?” Her fingers stroked against the barrel of the gun, licking over her lips slowly as her eyes grew dark, like storm clouds. “ I wouldn't mind having a bit of fun with her.” Her toothy grin sprawled across her face. “ but, I know you got claims.” She rolled her eyes before walking into the oversized closet. Janna used the gun to separate the belongings of the woman's elegant clothing. “ God, who does this woman think she is…the First Lady or something?” Finding a beautiful red evening gown, diamonds lacing the low dip in the back made her eyes grow big. Placing the gun down on a nearby shelf, she slipped her fingers into the thin straps of her own dress, wiggling her way out of the delicate material leaving her naked to the cool air that was flowing through the airy area. Stepping into the red evening gown she marvelled the way she looked, the tight material hugging her hourglass shape perfectly. “ what'cha think? Is it a keeper?” Tossing her hands up into the air, her right knee bent as she leaned her weight onto her left hip. Striking a pose for Cash. “ do I look like Marilyn Monroe?” She batted her eyelashes before laughing hysterically.

Cash's attention was quickly turned to Janna as she entered the room. "Glad I was too busy in and out of Juvy at that age. Must be a real fucking bore running out of things to do because Mom and Dad will hand over plastic when ya need it." He scoffed. Growing up Cash's father had barely anything to do with his life. He had been in and out of jail that was until he had found a woman with some money to take care of him. He went from an only child to the oldest of four. He didn't resent his father nor his mother, he knew life just happened. While his mother was busy working shift after shift to provide some kind of living for the young Cash and herself the boy was left alone. The voices in his head taking over and Cash came into his own. His twisted mindset and craving for knowledge of all things not taking him very far in life. He finished high school and made it through college. Music and psychology took his life over and that was it. It wasn't until he blacked out and ended the life of his, at the time, pregnant fiance. The thoughts always lingered in the back of his mind when he wasn't his normal self. His hand flicking in the direction of the door he talked softly, "She's downstairs in the extremely hot bath still. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if her skin was coming undone." He talked as if he was speaking of some sort of animal, a boiling chicken. "She's bound and the water is more than likely pouring from the tub by now. If she's smart she'll be sitting up because that tub was huge." His fingers ran over the top of the dresser in the room, his eyes squinting slightly as he looked at the pictures of the family that once lived here. The family who's lives the pair had ended for shits and jiggles. His eyes fell back onto Janna as she dressed in the womans clothing. "never pegged you for fancy, Pumpkin." He laughed softly his long strides carrying his body towards her quickly. "Better than her." He winked playfully at her. His hand reaching up to cup her soft face in his hand. HIs thumb rubbing at the blood that had scattered across her face. Cash had been with many women, but not a single one of them crazy. Usually they were the one night stand types that he would fuck and ditch. And then of course, the girls who's life would suddenly not exist by the cause of his own convulsions. But Janna, she was different. In a world of billion's of people Cash had found the one woman who's crazy had matched his own. He loved it, and hated it with every fiber of his being. As his eyes stared blankly into hers something stirred inside of him- that same rotten demon that had a craving for flesh that always needed to be filled. Whatever this was between them was far from normal. His hand trailed down her face and wrapped softly around her throat. "Cupcake, you're lucky you're so damn pretty." he smiled wildly, his grin sinister. "Do me a favor would you. Take your pretty new dress downstairs and say bye to little sister, would ya?" His tone was calm and collected as he spoke. HIs fingers releasing his grip on her before he turned for the gun, holding it out in one hand, the knife in the other. "Your choice, sweets." After she made her pick Cash began to collect the things they planned on taking from the home. His heart breaking knowing there was no way he'd be able to snatch the record player along with the money and jewels. As Janna disappeared he looked through the closet quickly, grabbing a fur coat to accompany her new dress and snatching her old dress from the floor. "You fucking ditz." He muttered to himself, "Going to get us fucking caught, like always." Cash was meticulous. Always cleaning up before he left the scene and forever cleaning up after Janna who failed to remember that they could be caught. "I guess if we go down, we go together.... I suppose." Cash scoffed as he headed down the winding grand staircase. Splash! Reaching the end of the stairwell the water had already started to cover the home. "Whoops, looks like they've got a leak!" He laughed loudly to himself. "Pumpkin we don't have all night!" Cash called out heading to the car where he threw the cases of money into the passenger seat. "Guess it'll be vacation time for a while- that is until things cool down here." Cash tapped his chin, his mind turning on places where they could escape for a bit. He knew there was no evidence against them he just preferred to abandon the city after he went on a murder spree.

Scoffing Janna agreed along with what Cash was saying, filtering through the woman’s belongings still as she thought back to her own childhood. There wasn’t much to remember only because she hardly could, years of damage had taken those memories from her. Growing up a child of the system caused her quite some trouble in the upstairs department of her brain. Being mute for most of her young age only because she chose not to talk. I guess that helped her in one way, listening and hearing important information never slipped her mind. Hell, most of the money she has id due to reading people and their body language. She was a great observer, it came in handy to many times to count. She reflected on the woman herself and the rest of the orphan children whom lead to believe that she was their mother, until of course a worthy family whom couldn’t spawn their own children would come for a worthless little toy to play with. Janna was never adopted due to her…issues. She couldn’t contain her angst, her behavioral issues became troublesome for the entire orphanage. Stuck in therapy, stuck with needles and probes. They might as well have sold her to the science department of the local looney toons bin. Janna’s head shook as she used one of her hands to knock against her forehead, causing her to bring herself back from the thoughts. Her tongue pushed between her lips as she stuck it out towards Cash, Her arms bending at the elbows as she pressed her thumbs against her temples wiggling her fingers playfully. “I can be very fancy.” Her eyes closing for the short moment as she crossed her arms against her chest, nodding once as she agreed with her own statement. The long elegant train of her dress followed behind each step as she smiled up at Cash, a haze glittered her bright blue orbs as she sighed. Leaning one cheek into the palm of his hand as they cupped at her cheeks. How did she come to be in his grasps? Dancing the dance of death not theirs of course but others. Holding hands as they laughed mercilessly at the bodies they lined their paths with, her inability to struggle to be good, to be what people would call normal he saw through that. Encouraging her to let the real Janna burst from out of the hollow shell that she harbored within. The way his large hand wrapped around her neck, made her knees limp, she would die for this man standing in front of her for reasons only her fucked up mind could make up. Regardless if he truly did love her or not, she wanted a purpose to this life to live and if it was to follow him till demise then so shall it be. “I hope she didn’t drowned, challenging her inner mermaid and keeping a float.” She laughed as Cash moved away from her, gathering the dress in her fist as she pulled it high enough to walk without tripping, on her tip toes with a bounce in her happy steps. Janna’s fingertip on her right index finger pressed to her lips as Cash held the knife in one hand and the gun in the other. “You know I like to make a mess, really get my hands dirty.” She wiggled her fingers back and forth from the two tempting weapons in front of her before taking the Knife. “I’m gonna play real nice with yer new chew toy!” she laughed before she raised up to place a quick kiss against the side of Cash’s mouth “don’t miss me too much.” She teased him before scurrying out the room. Racing towards the bathroom where Cash had the girl bound, her heels almost slipping as she caught her step with quick reflexes. “Woaaah mama!” she yelled as the water pooled around her feet, she looked around as she saw the dead bodies of the lively family that once use to occupy this home. “Talk about swimming with the fishes” hurrying towards the bathroom she stood in the doorway as the girl was still alive, her head barely above the water as Janna laughed “jeeze, you look really pathetic.” Janna spun the knife between her fingers before skillfully holding it in her hand. “Just think of it this way- you’ll be feeding hundreds of animals! Prime meat doesn’t go to waste.” Janna gripped the young girl by her hair, dragging her from the hot water and steam that caused the two to instantly sweat. “God, look at you, all bloated up like a hot air balloon. Don’t worry about to pop you some kinda good.” She strung the girl up to her legs as Janna plunged the blade straight into the girl’s stomach, twisting it slowly side to side. A wild yell leaving past both of their lips. “WOW, you got great pipes girl, lemme hear another hide note.” She dragged the blade upwards watching the girls eyes twisted and roll with horror, her voice caught in her throat as she fell limp against the blade and Janna’s hand. “There... THERE that’s the money shot.” Janna’s eyes fixed on the girls expressing as she licked over her lips slowly, pure fucking ecstasy. Dumping the female’s body to the ground, Janna rinsed off the blade before closing it and placing it back to the garter around her thigh. Turning around she ran out the bathroom and back into the family room where he water didn’t completely reach yet. Picking up the record player she Held it high above her head as she heard Cash’s voice, “Awe! Do you hear that? My puddin’s laughing” peaking her head around the corner she laughed “Hey Hot stuff, I’m quick with it.” She clicked her tongue as she winked at Cash. “Got’cha something.” She hurried out the mansion and out to the vehicle.

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