SkeankySnack — Roleplayer Guild

Lightning cracks through the sky and rain pours down on the cab as they pull away.  Kyle's smile was wide, WAYYY TOO WIDE, but he was a damn happy man for a damn good reason.  His mind just kept replaying the scenes over and over, everything from the way she kissed him how she just took control and just...Damn his lips were still sore, but from how intensely he was kissing her back, he probably left her with a few of her own war wounds.

“I’ll see you around, right?”

"Definitely" He wanted to see her again, he wanted to see her a lot actually, hell he'd spend damn near everyday to be with her she was so, just so... "Gorgeous, stunning, funny, confident, sexy, happy, beautiful." The list just kind of kept going on, but he felt elated, he hadn't felt THIS GOOD in a long while.  He wanted to ride that high to sleep, and when the cab pulled up to his apartment, he paid the man, entered his room and promptly crashed on his bed not even bothering to change out of his clothes.

@Narcotic Dollie

(A collab, written by @BeastofDestiny & @lovely complex)

The day was bright and sunny, clouds sailed across the sky and a rather large oak tree shaded the couple resting beneath its branches.  The grass was green, the birds were chirping, everything was peace and bliss and Kyle and Nori sat side by side, enjoying the scenery.  His mind was at peace, enjoying the quiet companionship with his lady friend, suddenly she tapped him on the chest, turning to gaze into her eyes, he saw a rather sultry look form in them.  She crept closer to him, whispering sweet things, she wanted to tell him something, a secret, turning his ear to her, her mouth was mere inches from him.  He heard her breathe in and RINNGNGNGNNGGNG.

Kyle shot up like a rocket in his bed, suddenly surging with adrenaline from the loud noise that disturbed him from his pleasant dream.  Just as quickly as he had energy though, his body just as quickly realized no it didn't as he groggily forced himself up to answer his land line.  It was uncommon for anyone to call him on it, though considering he lost his cell, it might have been his boss looking for him to come work a shift that day.  It didn't happen often, but it happened. The phone blared and ringed throughout his tiny apartment, Kyle walked out of his room, grumbling as his legs drunkenly carried his tired self to the cordless phone that the owners had 'SO GRACIOUSLY' put in everyone's apartment.

Picking it up to silence its cries he pressed the phone to his ear. "This is Kyle speaking," his voice was obviously of one who just got their ass out of bed and he didn't care to hide it. 

"Well... Wakey, wakey sleepyhead! I have a surprise for you!"  Amity looked at the keypad of the apartment and then she grinned. After putting the phone on speaker, she went to her note section which had a pass code in it. Drawing closer to the keypad, she dialed the numbers.  While doing so, her tongue stuck out and her left eye squinted. She was in full concentration. Within seconds, the front door of the apartment clicked open. Mentally fist pumping in the air, since both of her hands were occupied, Amity entered the apartment knowing exactly what number to go to. Has she ever been here? Absolutely not.

Kyle's brain suddenly snapped awake as the sweet, soothing, and high pitched voice excitedly yelled into the phone.  Even though it had been a long time since he heard her voice, it was a distinctive and very familiar one.

"(Amity?! Holy crap is that you?!)"

The surprise in his voice was real, surprise and elation (with a chance of doom).  Memories of days long past flooded his mind, memories of the shenanigans they'd get up to and the amount of times he'd have to stop her from, as she'd sometimes say 'shanking a bitch'.  He was curious now though, she metnioned a surprise.

"(So what's this surprise? Oh man I can't believe you calle-)" A sudden realization dawned on him, he knew she had gotten his apartment number when he sent her a postcard after moving in, but it could only be reached if you were... "(Amie...how are you calling me right now?) Turning to his door he slowly approached it, caution in each step, "(Where exactly are you?)"

"No, it's the girl next door." Imagining his expression, she couldn't help but laugh. Kyle was pretty down to earth and she appreciated that. He wasn't afraid to tell her off even if she came from riches. One thing she did remember the most was him surprising her with a pastry from a near bakery when she was depressed about her ex ex ex fiance. She turned into the office to see the landlord, she quickly handed him her umbrella. Placing the phone on her chest, Amie said lowly, "One of your residents will be coming to get this shortly." He was too busy dealing with an angry resident so he just nodded. She left it by the mailboxes. The thing about her umbrella was... she's had it since high school. Nice. Bright. Yellow with her initials embroidered in it.    

"Oh... the surprise? I sent a BIG package like a couple of weeks ago. I'm pretty sure it came last night. You should go to the office and check." Taking a turn down the hall, Amity saw a door open near Kyle's room, a couple of lovebirds both glued to the other. They didn't bother to look at the tiny girl passing them. With a sleight of hand, she slipped her hand in the guy's coat and took out his wallet. What luck.

Opening it, she found his key card. She listened to their conversation and waited for it to disappear. She then slipped into their room and waited.

Looking around in the room, she responded, "Oh, where am I? I'm with Luke, silly! Like always." She grimaced at the color scheme... so tacky, and went straight to the fridge. Opening it, she found a cake that read: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY. Her eyes widened. This was perfect! It was after all the anniversary of when Kyle punched her second ex fiance in the face for saying mean things to her! 

A package? "(Right, I'll go downstairs and check it out.)"

Kyle had a feeling in his gut that, when it came to his friend, he always trusted, but the thing about Amity Bellerose, was that even when you were expecting something from her, she still caught you off guard.  Opening the door to his apartment he looked out to the left, then to the right, no one in sight.  Exiting, leaving the door slightly ajar behind him, he walked down the hall and to the lobby to the mail room. Mr. Hayazaki was bitching to the super...again about...fuck it he didn't care.

"'Scuse me boss man, is there a package for me?" Still clearly too distracted by the new tole being torn into him the landlord pointed behind Kyle. Turning around, Kyle raised an eyebrow when he saw...an umbrella, bright and yellow.  Picking it up he inspected it, the initials A. B. stitched into the fabric, "She sent me her umbrella?  Why unwrapped?" No packaging labels, no box or case, something was very very odd here and it only served to strengthen the feeling inside of him.

"(So how's Luke doing?  Been keeping you out of trouble right?)" He started making his way back up the stairs to his room.

"You can say that..." Amity peeked her head out of the random strangers' room and saw that the close was clear. After leaving the wallet behind and with the phone between her ear and shoulder, and the cake in one hand, she went to Kyle's door. Luck was on her side again! The door wasn't fully closed. Creaking it open quietly, she entered the room and continued, "Luke and Renee are totally sleeping with each other now." Glancing at his man cave, her face softened. The memories she shared with her dear friend were something she cherished. Not paying any attention, she did not see a console controller on the ground and tripped on it. Trying to save her cake, which is out of her grasp but inches away, Amie reached for it desperately. Too late from landing on her foot, she accidentally took hold of anything within her reach in hopes to save herself from the fall. Down goes the curtain as she pulls it for dear life. Crashing into his coffee table, everything on it flew off, and she hurled over it... and into his lamp. Closing her eyes tightly, the sound of shattering glass was heard. The lamp could now be found laying on the ground, broken.

Sitting up now, her bow on her hair ruined, she looked at the mess she created. A sigh of relief was made when she saw the cake laying perfectly on the ground still on it's plate.   

Amie crawled to her phone and said, "I'm okay!" 

"(Ok now I know you're bullshitting me)" An ass like Luke and a sophisticated lady like Renee? Anything was possible, but even for those two-

A series of very loud crashes and glass shattering pierced into the phone causing Kyle to wince and pull the phone away from his ear.  He was worried for her safety of course, but what the devil was she doing? Approaching the door to his room he began to open it, "(Now what exactly are you do- ...)"

His room definitely didn't look like this before, he was a bit messy and unorganized sure, but this was just absolute chaos, it was like a tornado blew in here; or rather a devil.  Looking down at the floor, he saw the petite and disheveled figure of his friend, his mouth open, shocked that not only was his friend here, but that she somehow managed to cause so much destruction in such a short amount of time.  A perfectly in tact cake with the writing "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY" adorned it, a pristine little thing in a total warzone.

He watched her bounce up from the floor and scurry to the cake. Picking the cake up, his friend cautiously tiptoed closer to him and playfully greeted, "Hey buddy... did you miss me?"

His gut feelings never ceased to amaze him...
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