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5 days ago
Current Disrespect will close doors that apologies can’t open. Let that sink in..
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8 days ago
I was never colorblind to the red flags, I just hoped I was wrong
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2 mos ago
Not all who wander are lost.. but I, personally, am lost.
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6 mos ago
I hope when Death finally comes that it feels like it used to when dad used to carry me inside after falling asleep in the truck.
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8 mos ago
If the gods didn't want me to commit fatherless behavior, they should have given my mother better taste in men.
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π™·πšŽ / πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’ Β· 𝟸𝟿 Β· π™ΏπšŠπšŒπš’πšπš’πšŒ πš‚πšπšŠπš—πšπšŠπš›πš πšƒπš’πš–πšŽ

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 πš‘πš˜πš  πš–πšŠπš—πš’ πšπš’πš–πšŽπšœ 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 πšŒπš‘πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš πš–πš’ πš—πšŠπš–πšŽ? π™΄πšŸπšŽπš— 𝙸 πšπš˜πš—'𝚝 πš”πš—πš˜πš  πš πš‘πšŠπš 𝚝𝚘 πšŒπšŠπš•πš• πš–πšŽ, πšŠπš™πš™πšŠπš›πšŽπš—πšπš•πš’,
𝚜𝚘 πšŒπšŠπš•πš• πš–πšŽ πš πš‘πšŠπšπšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπš‘πšŽ πšπšžπšŒπš” 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πšŠπš—πš. 𝙸'πš– 𝚊 πš™πšŠπš›πšŽπš—πš 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 7-πš’πšŽπšŠπš›-πš˜πš•πš πš•πš’πšπšπš•πšŽ πš—πšŽπš™πš‘πš’πš•πš’πš–,
πšŠπš—πš πš•πš’πš”πšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πšœπš™πšŽπš—πš πš–πš’ πšπš›πšŽπšŽ πšπš’πš–πšŽ (πšπš‘πšŠπš πš’πšœπš—'𝚝 πšœπš™πšŽπš—πš πš πš’πšπš‘ πš‘πšŽπš›) πš πš›πš’πšπš’πš—πš πš˜πš› πšπšŠπš–πš’πš—πš πš˜πš—πš•πš’πš—πšŽ.



π™±πšŽπš’πš—πš "πšœπšŠπš™πš™πš‘πš’πšŒ" πš’πšœ 𝚊 πšŒπšžπš•πš–πš’πš—πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš— 𝚘𝚏 πš•πš˜πšŸπšŽ πšπš˜πš› πš—πš˜πš πš˜πš—πš•πš’ πšŠπš•πš• πš πš˜πš–πšŽπš—, πš‹πšžπš πš–πš˜πš›πšŽ πšœπš™πšŽπšŒπš’πšπš’πšŒπšŠπš•πš•πš’, πš–πš’ πš πš˜πš–πšŠπš—.

π™Έπš— πš–πš’ πš›πšŽπš•πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš—πšœπš‘πš’πš™, πš’πš 𝙸 πš‘πšŠπš πš˜πš—πšŽ, 𝙸 πš πš˜πšžπš•πš πš›πš˜πš–πšŠπš—πšπš’πšŒπš’πš£πšŽ πš–πš’ πš˜πš πš— πšœπšŠπš™πš™πš‘πš’πšŒ πš•πš˜πšŸπšŽ πš‹πšŽπš’πš˜πš—πš πš πš˜πš›πšπšœ. π™Έβ€™πš πš–πšŽπš–πš˜πš›πš’πš£πšŽ πš‘πšŽπš› πšπš›πš˜πš– πš‘πšŽπšŠπš 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚎,
πšπš›πšŽπšŒπš”πš•πšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πšπš’πš–πš™πš•πšŽ. π™Έβ€™πš πš›πšŽπšŠπš, πšπšŠπš”πšŽ πš—πš˜πšπšŽπšœ πšŠπš—πš πšπšŽπšŸπš˜πšžπš› πš‘πšŽπš› β€” πš‘πšŽπšŠπš›πš, πš–πš’πš—πš, πš‹πš˜πšπš’ πšŠπš—πš πšœπš˜πšžπš•.

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Phoenix (son) - Mother


6:15PM


"Dad. Want cacka. Peez!" The small boy stood at Quinten's side tugging at his pant leg with one hand, the other pointing up at the pantry. Quinten shook his head with a small smirk and gently leaned down, picking his young son up off the ground and into his arms.

"Only because you asked so nicely, I will let you have some crackers. Not too many, though. We're going to eat soon, okay?" The boy's piercing blue eyes never left his father's, nodding with a tiny sheepish grin in response, to which he covered shyly. Quinten pulled the pantry door open, fetching out the box of animal crackers to take a small handful from it before placing the box back where it came. With Phoenix on his hip, the animal crackers in the same hand as his son, Quinten pulled the tray off the kid's seat and sat him in it to let Phoenix eat his crackers in peace. From outside, Quinten could just barely make out the sound of a door shutting before Seamus began barking at the stranger, unbeknownst to the dog that it was only Quinn's mom getting home from work.

"Oh hush, Seamus! It's just me. You big ol' baddie," Quinn's mother chimed as she shut the door behind her, carrying a grip load of bags in each arm. Groceries.

"Ma! Why didn't you text or call me? I'd have helped." Quinten frowned at his mother, feeling bad for not having had the chance to help her lug the bags in. A simple, dismissive wave of her hand and Quinten rolled his eyes. She was always a do-it-yourself kind of person, and there was no helping her when she had her mind set.

"I knew you had the boy, so I didn't want you to have to bug Davina to watch him so you c-"

"Ya know, you could always just ask her for help. She's very capable of carrying in a few groceries, ma," Quinten interrupted with a slight smirk plastered on his face. His mother didn't seem to find it as humorous as he did.

"She's been through a lot. I just think it's best to leave her be. She needs this time to do her own thing. She's been looking after everyone else but herself the last couple years. Davina deserves a break." As much as Quinten tried not to think about it, upon Davina's own request, she did have it pretty hard over the last few years and he guessed his mother was right. Thinking no more on the matter, he turned back to Phoenix and noticed the boy was done with his crackers. He chuckled softly at the 'Um, hello?!' look on his son's face before helping him out of his highchair booster seat. Phoenix seemed to take off as soon as his bare feet hit the wood flooring, going off after Seamus and his puppy, Bagheera.

"So what's for dinner?" Busy with putting groceries away, Quinn's mom didn't bother to look back at him but the tone of her voice told Quinten she was joking. Although, on some level, she was probably hoping that he'd planned something out already.

"Isn't that a woman's job, Jennifer?" he teased his mother. A swift glare from over her shoulder caused him to burst out into a little laugh.

"Actually, I ordered some pizza.. if that's not too big of a deal. I got Davina her plain ol' spinach and chicken pizza, while we've got our mushroom and pepperoni pizza." Her lack of objection assured him that it was a good plan, she was probably just in her usual mode of winding down from work. She tends to be a pretty quiet person but after work, she was as silent as they come. Thinking about work started Quinten on a whole new train of thought. Now that it was the weekend, he'd be the one to be working rather than his mother. They never worked the same days. She maintained weekdays while Quinten only worked weekends due to school, with the occasional day off to spend with his son. Luckily for him, he'd get to spend Saturday with Phoenix and then only have a morning with him before dropping him back off with his boy's mother before work. Oh the joys of early parenthood.




@ineffable For sure! :) I don't see why not ^^






Posted for Quinten.. can't really think of what to post for the other three at the moment. Kind of brain dead. >~< Gonna get some sleep. Long day of work tomorrow ahead of me. Night, guys.
@ineffable Between Dylan and Harley. The character Maxwell has been temporarily dropped till the RPr finds the time in their busy school schedule to make it back here in one piece :) Maxwell will be moved up towards the front of the class, when they return, if someone doesn't take their spot before then.. to which there are still plenty of seats in the far back of the class x) But yeah, Juliette can be seated between Dylan and Harley. :)

@LostDestiny .....actually, that's exactly what I was going for xD A girl can dream, can't she? lol
I have always wanted to get my letter, as well. It seems as though us NoMaj's are out of luck on this one.. we know so much about the wizarding world, it's honestly a wonder we haven't been obliviated.

@Filthy Mudblood Looking forward to it, my friend!
@ineffable umm, I don't particularly have a preference. It IS after school and we will be having the football game and party afterwards.. This would be a good time to shine a light on the home life, in my opinion. Maybe talk about what your character plans to do for the weekend. Would be a good idea to talk with everyone here and see what type of relations you want with each character, as well (:

@LostDestiny what year were you born?
@ineffable you are most definitely accepted!

@LostDestiny I got Pukwudgie, and FB&WTFT was AMAZING






Hey guys. I'm back. Took an emergency trip up to Grass valley. Family issue that resulted in a loss and I kinda needed a day to get my shiy together. Even if I wanted to reply (which I did, don't doubt that) I had no friggin service up there. I'm here now, and once I'm off work I will be making my replies. I'm sorry that there was no warning of my absence. Please forgive me.
-Gab
Alrighty guys.. Will be getting a reply up tonight! Hope you all are having a good thanksgiving!!
IT's still up. I'm really sick right now so I'm probably not going to edit it until tomorrow


Kay, then this will be set after school around 630-645ish..just before the game!
@Oliver I'm sorry, didn't even get to read your post, I was on a real short break. I would have accommodated the time skip to your post! Again in real sorry. >~<
Just to throw it out there since I didn't really make it clear in my post (sprry), it's after school. Bell JUST rang for the last period.
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