SkeankySnack — Roleplayer Guild

(Collaboration by BeastofDestiny and @Narcotic Dollie with mention to @lovely complex.  Content Warning: Sexual Assault)

After clinking his bottle with hers, Kyle took his shot of rum, the familiar burning feeling running down his throat as he rode it out and let the alcohol settle in his stomach.  Fortunately because they ate, he wouldn't get drunk nearly as quickly so he could afford to take another drink or two if he wanted.  He started watching the cartoon in front of him, recalling the episode airing as one he watched back in the states, he started snickering as he watched until Nori exclaimed, "Oh, Jesus!"

Kyle jumped, "What!? What wrong!?" Was the weatherman in the room with them?  Shit he needed to call the police...no fuck the police he wanted the goddamn military--- “I’ve gotta get more clothes on."

'wut...' he thought as he watched her jump from the couch and escape into his bedroom.  Kyle plopped back into the couch, breathing a sigh of relief, 'Jesus this is gonna give me a few gray hairs...'. He continued watching the tv, briefly considering what Nori said,  “Sorry, I’m not laughing at you, that just reminds me of my dad. He says only stoners burn incense. Something about it covering the smell of ‘hippie lettuce’? I’ll have to tell him I met someone who can prove him wrong the next time he calls." He sighed, knowing that would have to be a conversation that came up sooner than later...he wasn't sure how she'd take it. “I’m gonna get some water,” Nori said as she came back out, "Alright, glasses are in the cupboard---" Kyle did a double take as he saw the sweatshirt she was wearing before bursting out in laughter, when he regained his composure he said, "Sorry, I just think that's the most awesome sweater I've ever seen." He wasn't kidding either.

He took another swig of rum before hearing Nori from the kitchen ask, “Kyle, you aren’t married, are you?" Kyle chuckled at the question before standing up and walking towards the kitchen, "That's an odd thing to ask.  Well if I am, and if she liked it, she shoulda put a ring on it." He laughed a little at his own joke, the alcohol might have been kicked in a little. When he got to the kitchen and saw the look on Nori's face he asked her, "What's wrong?" Noticing she was staring at the fridge, she opened it for him to reveal... 'Well there's my groceries, the usual stuff, milk, eggs, bread, Amity's cake--- oh she doesn't think-- ohhhh.... goddammit'

He threw his head back and groaned in exasperation, how many times had he gone through this now? Every single relationship Kyle had been in since high school Amity had somehow managed to interfere with it either directly or indirectly.  He was so used to it by this point that he even had a presentation set up for it, "Come with me, I need to break out my yearbooks." He turned around and strode into his room, not noticing whether Nori followed him or not, he was kind of annoyed to have to do this, this would be the third time he'd have to explain himself to Nori and it wasn't even his fault, again. Kyle enters his room and heads straight for the closet, opening it up he finds a box on the top shelf that he pulls down, its fairly large and cumbersome, but he gets it down.  Opening the box he rifles through it, all the while thinking, 'Of course she comes on the day right after I meet a girl, I swear she probably came here because her, 'Kyle has a new girlfriend' senses were tingling'.

Kyle strides out of the room, not even answering her question and he seems irritated at her for some reason, like she’s the one with the ‘Happy Anniversary’ cake in her refrigerator and another girl’s jacket on her bed. “Look, if you’re married, that’s fine, but I’m not into that scene,” she huffs, already slipping her rain boots back on. Dammit, she really liked him too. Kyle was cute, funny, sexy as hell, and apparently very much taken. ’I hope they’re at least in an open relationship,’ Nori thinks as she pulls her coat on. ’His poor wife. God, I’m such a tramp. The other woman, really Nori? Mum would be so proud of me.’

The blonde would have just left, honestly, but her duffle bag was still held hostage in his bedroom. Steeling herself for an awkward conversation, the DJ puts on a brave face and follows after the American. The big man is pulling a box out of the top of his closet, his back still turned to her. “Look, it’s, erm, it’s fine, I get it, if you guys are into swinging, no judgement,” Nori says, rubbing at her arm anxiously as she reaches down to grab her bag and shouldering it briskly. “I know a lot of people who are into that, and it’s cool and all, I’m…I’m just not,” the small girl informs him and to her absolute horror she finds herself tearing up. ’Really Haywood? This is when you decide to get over emotional? Fantastic,’ Nori thinks, staring pointedly at the floor and setting her mouth into a firm line so her lips won’t tremble.

'ah-hah!' Finally Kyle found a small stack of year books, from freshman to senior year.  "Perfect, so now I need to- what are you doing?" He noted the shoes and coat on the girl as she retrieves her duffle bag from the corner of the room.

“Look, it’s, erm, it’s fine, I get it, if you guys are into swinging, no judgement.”

"For gods' sake Nori I'm not married, but if I start off this conversation with Amity Bellerose, famous pop idol celebrity superstar gave me that cake and left that coat there," he says pointing to the jacket as he walks over to the bed and plops himself down, "Then you won't believe me until I show you what's in these." He says tapping the books. He folds his arms and stares at Nori giving her a look like he wants to tell her something, but he's concentrating on the words he wants to say.

"Look...I know we've only known each other for a couple of days now and...I know I haven't made the best example of myself in that time," he's referring to the club and the fight as his brow crinkles in memory, "But I wouldn't want to fuck around with anyone like that, especially not you.  I know this might be asking a lot right now, but please, trust in me a little more."

He breathed in a little and exhaled softly before opening up the book and flipping through its pages, "If you come and sit with me, you can make fun of all my old high school photos."

"For gods' sake Nori I'm not married, but if I start off this conversation with Amity Bellerose, famous pop idol celebrity superstar gave me that cake and left that coat there. Look...I know we've only known each other for a couple of days now and...I know I haven't made the best example of myself in that time. But I wouldn't want to fuck around with anyone like that, especially not you.  I know this might be asking a lot right now, but please, trust in me a little more."

The last statement about her needing to trust him a little more made Nori so mad she was certain she was physically vibrating from it. "I'm not being unreasonable, Kyle," Nori counters levelly, crossing her arms over chest. She doesn't know how to tell him that it wouldn't be that weird for him to know an international pop star, Shine City seemed to be like catnip for famous people. Between Aoi Iwata, Roza Markov, Jake Vanguard, and her old roommate Kameyo Inoue, it sort of seemed like their sleepy little town was teeming with celebrities. But telling him that wouldn't be helpful right now and what's really upsetting her is that he's treating her like she's being irrational. "You're the one with the 'Happy Anniversary' cake in their fridge, cowboy, not me. What am I supposed to think?"

"If you come and sit with me, you can make fun of all my old high school photos."

"I don't want to make fun of anything, Kyle, I just want you to tell me whats going on," Nori says, shifting her weight anxiously from one foot to the other and flexing her grip on the strap of her overnight bag.

"I'm not being unreasonable, Kyle, you're the one with the 'Happy Anniversary' cake in their fridge, cowboy, not me. What am I supposed to think?"

Its not like she was wrong, but its not like he's ever had to deal with a 'happy anniversary' cake in the fridge.

"I don't want to make fun of anything, Kyle, I just want you to tell me whats going on."

He stared at Nori dead in the eye and with as serious a tone as he could muster he just went out with it, "Today's date marks the 5th year anniversary of when I saved my friend from being raped in the halls of my old high school." He just let that hang for a moment before continuing, "Amity, was crazy head over heels for this guy Spencer, a real piece of trash who happened to have more than just a couple of side chicks.  Amie caught him and one of his girl's making out, I only just happened to be walking by when I saw her pinned on the ground underneath Spencer." He felt anger welling up in him as the memory flooded back, "I let my anger get the best of me, but I saved her from being assaulted. That day we became friends and we watched each other's backs until the day we graduated, since then I hadn't seen her for well over two years and she surprised me with a visit today.  She gave me that cake in recognition of our friendship, nothing more."

"That's all you had to say," Nori murmurs quietly after a moment of tense silence. "I'm not some crazy manga heroine that jumps to insane conclusions, I'm a sensible person. You didn't have to get upset with me, you could have just told me." The air is thick with tension from the exchange and Nori feels like she's being suffocated by it. Kyle is still visibly angry from the memory of his friend being assaulted and Nori doesn't know what to do at this point. "I'm gonna go. You're mad, I'm upset, and being cooped up together is only going to make it worse. I'm sorry you don't feel like I trust you enough but if you stop to think about it, I think you'll find that it was a fair assessment on my part, given the evidence I had," she finishes, her voice quiet as she adjusts her bag. "Thanks for dinner Kyle, it was delicious. I'll text your phone when I make it to the hostel."

Those were the last words he wanted to hear, "Nori, wait," he shot up from the bed, a worried look on his face, despite what he might be feeling right now, above all he was still freaked out from the movie, "I can't let you go out, not after what we just saw.  It's already late and it's already dark, please stay the night, if nothing else...I can take a step outside and...cool off and give you some space..."

He was wringing his hands nervously, cracking his knuckles simultaneously, "If there really is someone after you...I don't want you to...Nori I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you because I'm being stupid," he finally spat out.

He sounds so sincere that Nori's resolve starts to waver and she stops, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. 'Heaven help me,' the blonde thinks as she takes in his anxious hand wringing, his face open and honest as he asks her not to go. 'I'm so screwed.' the tattooed girl realizes, because she knows she can't say no to this man when he's asking so sweetly. It's not an entirely positive revelation though, because Nori is terrified that if they keep on going this way she's going to end up being a doormat or Kyle is going to resent her for constantly having to apologize. Nori felt like she was in an emotional minefield and at any moment she could say the wrong thing and set another bomb off.

"Alright, I'll stay," she relents. "Thank you, Kyle. But I'm still sleeping on the couch," the DJ says firmly, because she's going to follow through with at least one thing she says she's going to do, dammit. "I'm gonna take a shower now, if that's okay with you."

Kyle breathes a sigh of relief when Nori agreed to stay "Yea, of course," he suddenly felt tired, "Bathroom is at the end of the hall, there's towels in the closet."

He watched her as she walked out the door before he fell back onto the bed, rubbing at his eyes tiredly, 'Real smooth Parker, you almost made her leave with a killer on the loose'. He could hardly blame Nori for thinking the way she did, she barely knew him, was invited into this strange man's home and finds a fucking 'Happy Anniversary' cake in the fridge. He sighed and thought about Amity, she always caused him trouble and yet he still stuck by her side for all these years, she wasn't all bad, just a little rough around the edges. He stared at the year books he went through the trouble of pulling out, "Well...no reason not to look through these."

He pulled out the first book, his Freshman year, and started reminiscing.
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