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[deer,]

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age - nineteen =-xxx-location - coffee shop =-xx-mood - tired =-xxx-tagged - atticus

being tired is one thing, you can still keep your eyes open and you don't get a bad headache as fast,
but being exhausted was a totally different thing. winnie could feel her body lagging and her eyes
could barely stay open, the only expiation she could ever give you is the numerous facts she learned
from wikipedia and a batch of cupcakes. no winnie never cooked, in fact she despised it. something
had come over her last night though and she just had the urge to cook, so with the spare box of
cupcake mix she had in her pantry chocolate cupcakes were made. surprised by the fact that making
cupcakes was so easy she decided to frost them, the conclusion of that is a totally different story.
frosting had gotten everywhere and by the time she was done adding the sugary white layer to the top
of the last cupcake five cupcake remains were left in the trash and her face was covered with the
sweet white frosting. so when she got to bed at the wee hour of one in the morning she set the alarm
for six so she would have enough time to get ready for work and make a lunch. of course she woke up
late. so when the continuous sound of a light beep woke her up at the time of six forty she cursed loudly
before rolling off her bed. even if it was a good idea to get her up winnie's back was not so happy about
the action. so quickly grabbing a pair of jeans and the coffee shops green t-shirt that was required to
wear and wrapping the brown apron around her arm she quickly grabbed her phone and the spare twenty
dollars and shoved them both in her pocket.

while running to the coffee shop that she was fortunately lived close to she ran her fingers through the
black and periwinkle tips. every time she looked at the odd colors she got more sick of it. so deciding
that after working she would head to the local store and get more dye for her hair. soon she had made it
to the back doors of the shop and quickly washed her hands and tied the brown apron around her waist
and went to the front. dave was standing behind the counter with a very obvious fake smile as he talked
to a lady about the differed iced coffees they had to offer. winnie could see why as the lady kept changing
her mind about what she wanted. "i really like the caramel iced coffee, i suggest you get it" winnie said
smiling as she butted dave out of the way. he looked over at the unnatural colored girl he sent a death glare
before mumbling not to be late again. dave was the one to make coffee so he wouldn't have to deal with
annoying customers and could flirt with the girls he wanted to at the coffee pick up area. so while he was
off making the caramel iced coffee the middle aged lady handed winnie her credit card smiling. once she
had left and the next customer had come up she sent dave a pout almost as a 'i'm sorry'. looking over at the
male she noticed the hook on his hand. "you know the earliest fish hooks were made in 7000 bc, unless
that isn't a fish hook, but that doesn't look like a triple-hook" she said randomly. now with the idea of a
three pronged hook on someones hand sounded very cool and if winnie ever lost her hand she knows what
she would put on it.

ooc: first post are never the best, i hope this is okay though >n<

[deer,]

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age - nineteen =-xxx-location - coffee shop =-x.x-mood - meh =-xxx-tagged - cecily

noe felt old as the alarm rung at six and he forced himself off of the dorms twin bed. so before he
could pound the alarm a sleep his roommate threw one of his large silver pillows in the direction of
his bed before moaning a 'turn the damn thing off'. huffing at his roommates attitude to the early
morning he slipped off his bed. college was not something he was wanting to do, but for his mother's
happiness and his father's pride he had agreed to come to the lame school that had the mascot of a
turkey. this school was definitely not his first pick, i mean you wouldn't find pride and walking around
in a college sweatshirt with a turkey on the chest. dart couldn't complain though, he hadn't gotten the
best grades in school so he was lucky enough to be accepted into this one. the thing is dart hated this
place, sure education is amazing and something someone should cherish, but it felt like yesterday he
was going to his first party or kissing his first girl. dart missed those moments of youth where he was
allowed to do anything and his only explanation for mistakes was 'i'm just a kid'. of course he had taken
for granted those youthful times even if they were only a year ago. so while in self-pity for his lost
childhood dart pulled on a pair of skin tight black skinny jeans and a band-tee. grabbing his phone that
was blown up with tweets and texts from friends that had left him while going making their own dreams
thousands of miles away. before he left he grabbed the black backpack that was filled with textbooks
and papers.

once he was out in the october weather dart had wished that he had grabbed a sweater of some sort as
his arms were covered in goosebumps and chatters came to his teeth. as a way to distract the cold that
was creeping into his thin clothing dart grabbed his phone and replied to the countless messages and felt
upset that he couldn't just hang out with them anymore. not until break when everyone would be heading
back to their hometown. he wouldn't have minded so much the absence of his friends if he had made
friends in any of his college courses. they seemed to think he was too infantile and irking as now they all
were in college with jobs and didn't need to hang out with someone who was immature as they themselves
were 'officially' adults.

once reaching the coffee shop that was close to campus he opened the two double doors and got in line.
ordering a chocolate chip cookie and a cotton candy frappuccino that was most likely packed with sugar,
meaning the best breakfast one could have. once having the cold drink in his hand and the large chocolate
goodness in the other he looked down for a somewhere to sit. seeing all the tables were occupied by someone
dart was about to leave and find another area in the city to eat before he saw a girl. she was in one of his
courses, in fact the one he was supposed to be heading to soon. after giving himself a pep talk he plastered
a smile upon his face and walked over to the dirt blonde girl. "hi, um, i'm in you one of your classes and
there were no empty spots and i thought hey why not make a new friend" dart rushed out of his mouth
while sitting down across from the girl. "so if you know you don't want me to sit here say so" he added on
quickly not wanting to make the person in front of him uncomfortable by his sudden actions.

[TinyEldritch]

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Vivian;
Content;
Getting ready for work
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A groan escaped the female's lips as the familiar sound of her alarm clock woke her bright and early, around ehh 5ish? Vivian yawned and sat up from her large queen sized bed, gazing around at the transparent crimson red canopy. Her delicate fingers slid through the sheets before she decided to get up, stretching out.

Her cute munchkin cat, Sporky, purred and rubbed against her chest, curling his long fluffy tail in delight as she awoke. Vivian ran her fingers through his fur and sighed a little, getting out of the bed and picking up the cat, setting him aside on her silky pillow.

"Here, I need to get ready, you know the drill." The cat simply stared her with wide dark blue eyes, pawing at the air with his tiny paw.

She walked off to the doors of her large walk in closet and swung it open, gazing around. "Hm....What to wear..." Vivian began to rummage through her clothing until she found a rather cute tight fitting lace dress. (x) Along with a pretty pair of heels that seemed to fit her just right. (x)

She walked through a small hall to her bathroom, flipping the lights on and walking to her mirror. Vivian applied her typical make-up, a cat-eye with vibrant crimson lipstick that brought out her emerald eyes and pale skin. She brushed through her long luxurious hair, having had taken a shower the night before, her hair was soft as a baby's blanket.

After finishing everything she walked downstairs, glancing around a bit sleepily as she sprayed on a bit of perfume and put it back into her purse, filling her cat's water and food bowls.

She turned to her Keurig, and grabbed her coffee cup she brought to work, turning it on and beginning to make herself a french vanilla cappicino. As her cappicuno brewed, she got a bagel from her double door fridge along with strawberry cream cheese.

Vivian rushed down and out of her house, stumbling down the street. She didn't feel like taking her car that morning. She held her coffee to her chest, her heels clicking on the sidewalk as she threw her purse over her shoulder, passing the boy whom she didn't know to be Caleb.

Yawning, Vivian slowed down a bit, rubbing the edge of her cup as she walked, glancing down with a soft sigh. Last night she had a strange dream, she was a powerful woman. I mean, she already was powerful, being a CEO, she made big bucks and controlled a company pretty much...But this dream, she had actual magic powers. It was awfully strange, she could use fire and..She was feared by so many..
Vivian shook her head and laughed softly to herself, her crimson lips turning to an amused smile. "Silly..."

[lilằc]

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Caleb groaned and rubbed the palm of his hand against his forehead, as if that was going to help the awful headache he had. It was his fault anyway, staying up late every night had its downfalls. And as if to make matters worse, he'd just realised that it was a weekday. More specifically, he had to get to his university within thirty minutes. That is, if he were to actually go. "Ah to hell with it" he mumbled. He couldn't be bothered, he couldn't be bothered with anything these days. It's not like anyone cared about him either. His dad left way back, which leaves his mom to work day to night. Caleb never liked his dad, even as a kid he knew how horrible of a father he was. And now, it's like he doesn't have a mother either.

He woke up, might as well get up too. He threw on a plain white shirt, black jeans, and black converse before he made his way down the stairs. He had barely anything to eat the last few days so he checked the fridge, the cupboard, anything. Nothing, nothing worth his taste anyway. He sighed before he heard a bark, then a pitter patter of paws on the wooden floor. "Hey Dag" He said unenthusiastically, nope still hasn't woken up yet. It seems like Dagger is the only loyal one in his life, but Caleb wasn't the loyal caring one either. He scratched his dog behind his ears and slightly grinned as the stud of a tail wagged back and forth. He clipped the chain leash to the black collar before Caleb grabbed his worn out leather jacket he threw on the floor the night before and stumbled out from the front door and on to the blinding sun. He hated mornings.

It was a bit chilly outside, but Caleb never seemed to mind. With his eyes almost drooping back to sleep he walked down the street, not really knowing where he's going but anywhere was better than at home or college. He slightly dropped the leash's handle so it would hang off his wrist before he ran both his hands through his hair and dragged on down the street.
He was met by a few familiar faces, some eh ones and some bad ones. He tried not to make eye contact with that one girl he kissed, then broke up with the day after. She glared at him but quickly made her way passed and so did he. She wasn't the only one, in fact he barely remembers her name, but who would be comfortable in that situation? Caleb merely rolled his eyes and kept walking.

By about 10 minutes of walking around, basically doing nothing, Caleb had finally woken up. Finally alert and with bit of bounce to his walk, Caleb is finally being Caleb. Which is a bad thing.. and he knows it.

[Crazycookiemonster]

name ➸ zoe bonheur
nick-name ➸ zozo / belle
age ➸ 21
gender ➸ female
tale ➸ Beauty &
--------the Beast
w/ ➸ my dog

There were many things that I enjoyed in life like sleep and reading my books or going for walks, but one things that topped them all was freshly brewed coffee. It made getting up in the morning so much easier in the morning, though as much as I loved coffee I was horrific at making it. So it forced me to actually get out into the world around me, but naturally I would bring my book to keep me busy after all it was the last book in the game of thrones series that I had just started. You couldn't just set those down once you started them, plus I hardly ever wanted too they had become my safety net that I could dissolve into should a problem ever arise. Though just because I loved coffee that much didn't make getting out of bed an easier. Naturally it took me a good half hour to get out of bed and by that point my dog just looked at me in disappointment. I could swear that my dog was just so much smarted then me, because the look he gives me is just kind of like "and you got the opposable thumbs?" Bête just comes up and licks my face while I just sat there and took it, not really wanting to get out of bed, but the hope of coffee still lingered in my head. Taking another 30 mins of so I managed to scrap up an out fit and put it on my body. Though it was just a simple pair of skinny jeans paired with a large hoodie, displaying a graphic t underneath with the simple words i prefer my men mythical. Grabbing the leash I clip it to his collar and my may way to the outside world.

It was much louder then I ever liked and people were always in a rush, no matter what time of day it was. So I just clutched hard onto the leash in one hand and my book in the other, as I walked at a rather casual pace to the local coffee shop. I came here almost every day so much to the point that they allowed me to bring Bête as long as we stayed towards the door and they would already have my coffee in a cup when I walked through the door. Tying the leash to the chair I make my way of to the counter to pay for it, though some say its a little weird that I like my coffee black, but the flavor was so good that I couldn't bear to mud it out with cream. I handed a five to the barista, "Keep the change," I say in a small voice and headed back to Bête. Opening up my book I carefully finger through the pages to find where a stopped before giving him a little scratch on the head. The world around me was in such a rush, that I valued the moments I got to spend in the cafe as it allowed me to slow down and relax. I glance outside to people watched every now and then, though no one ever seems to stop and pay attention to anyone around them unless they bump into them. Taking a few small sips of my coffee I was filled with a warm sensation, which made a small smile crawl onto my face as I start to mindlessly day dream while looking out the window.

[ zoe is open for anyone to talk to her ]

[Heda]

〚 A T T I C U S 〛
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Name Atticus Gulberry Hook
Group Villain
Crush Mostly Vivian and Malli but mostly all the girls
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location Coffee shop but heading to work
mood Tired, slightly frustrated
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indent Collage student always seemed to get on Atticus' nerves, he found them immature most of the time. He was very serious as a child and as a teen so he wasn't childish even when he was a child. Looking up at the girl for a moment he would lift his eyebrow, "Call it want you want dear, to me its only to replace what has been lost." He would speak in a calm deep voice and grin at her. "I'd like a large black coffee please." Black coffee always made him feel more awake and better. He would study her for a moment and a slight grin would appear on his lips before his phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Yes Sir, um you are late for your meeting." Giving an angry off Atticus would look at his watch.
"Well I don't recall making it so early, it doesn't start till I get there," Giving a chuckle he'd speak. "I am not late you all are just early." And with that he hung up and looked at his watch. "Little bugger telling me I'm late for my own meeting at my own company." He'd mumble and shake his head. "Oh and can I have three donuts. Dogs will be upset if I don't get them something." He wold look at his watch again and then back at her. Giving her the money he'd give a nod. "Thanks, have a wonderful day darling." he'd wink at her and chuckle as he walked out of the coffee shop. Jumping into his SUV his dogs would bark as the smelled the food. Telling them to clam themselves he'd start the car and start driving to work, he normally saw that girl who worked at the coffee shop every morning and she'd always say something to him. He would lie but he found the random facts annoying but not enough to bother him. She was noisy too noisy for his liking, as he drove he would smirk as as his greyish blue eyes landed on the woman who was walking down the road. Vivian was her name and the company she worked for was always snapping at his neck like hounds. Slowing the car down he'd grin, "Why you walking all alone beautiful? Want a ride? Those heels must feel horrible to walk in." he would chuckle and watch her for a moment. "Yes? No? Maybe so?"

((grrrr I have to go busy i am so mad))

[TinyEldritch]

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Walking to work.
Content;;Surprised
Talking to Atticus.
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Vivian snapped back to life in surprise at the deep voice, her emerald eyes flickering over curiously and rolling her eyes a bit at the sight.
As much as she wanted to refuse his question, she found herself shivering softly, the October weather was getting colder, and she didn't have a coat..She still had about a mile to go before she arrived at the office. Her long black hair fell into her eyes, brushing it aside with an innocent batter of her eyelashes before letting them return to their cold state.
It was Atticus, one of her..Well, enemies in a business world. He owned a company, that ran against hers. Who was winning, pft, like she knows or cares for that matter. They were just both successful.
"Ahh, Atticus. One of the most well known men in this town, loved by everyone." A soft snicker sounded from her and she shrugged her shoulders, she was a bit chilly anyway.
"I suppose a ride couldn't hurt." Her heels clicked on the pavement as she walked to the passenger side, opening the door and slipping onto the seat, closing the door and glancing at the man, studying him momentarily. She then leaned back, adjusting her dress before crossing one leg over the other, ignoring the dogs that whined and barked lightly behind them.
She remained quiet, opening her purse while setting her coffee aside, shuffling through a file of paperwork and lightly humming as her eyes skimmed it, looking for important details for the late-night meeting she'd be having later. Ugh, she hated the late night meetings, she'd typically go to the night club afterwards, and she planned to tonight and have a drunk while shuffling through papers.
"God..These stupid meetings. They're starting to wear me out." She mumbled to herself, running a pale hand through her dark hair as she shoved the papers back into her purse and leaned back, taking a drink of her delicious coffee.
As she sat there in the fine car, Vivian gazed out the tinted window for a second. Her mind drifted back to the dream, her hands tingling a bit and a smile crossing her crimson lips as she relaxed.

[Clairvoyant]

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“Ｉ ａｍ ＮＯＴ ａｆｒａｉｄ．”

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Malli had been adopted out at the age of two years old. She’d grown up in several
foster homes without finding anyone who truly wanted her. She was a troubled child
from the get go… And to deal with her insecurities, she started to act like one of
those super confident girls who makes fun of everyone else but is truly insecure…
Yes she was and still is very much a B****. But on her fifteenth birthday, she got the
most splendid surprise… A rich family that went by the calling of The Pheasants,
wanted to adopt an older but still adorable girl.. And they picked her. So now at the
age of nineteen, she’s been pampered and cared for in the most diligent of fashions
for about four years, if not less. Boy has her personality and attitude gotten worse…
I guess you could possibly call her the C word now… But that may be going too far. And
today was her nineteenth birthday… So she was just a newbie when it came to being
out of the childish phase and into a more mature style of living. But she’d always been
much more mature than any of her friends… Though she did have some bad habits…
Such as smoking… And she doesn’t smoke what you think she smokes… It’s much more

green… And so far, her day was going pretty good. She’d woken up at the usual four in the morning. She always woke up at four because she was very much a girl… She took about an hour and a half just to take a shower and about another hour and a half to do her hair and makeup… That usually left her thirty minutes to eat her expensive egg, cheese, and bacon soufflé along with a crepe and some chocolate scones. The clothes that she had chosen for the day were a pair of high-waisted, sliming, skinny jeans. Along with a nice, crisp, somewhat see-through white button up shirt; her black tank top just barely showing through the white shirt. Her shoes were a pair of old school combat boots that were obviously well used.. She tended to only wear her combat boots as they were the most comfortable pairs of shoes she could find. I mean they had to be comfortable if soldiers were to wear them almost 24/7 in combat….hence the name. She’d been told by the household cook that she looked like a million bucks… And no, he did not mean the deer. But oh boy did she feel like a million bucks. She felt good, and she didn’t know why. She was just finishing her breakfast when her mother, Mrs. Ericka Pheasant, sauntered down the marble, spiral staircase. Malli smiled at her mother, her blue eyes shining a bit. Her mother smiled back and asked why her lipstick was so very dark all the time… She always asked that question… And Malli had no real answer other than the fact that she liked the color…. She would always say that it looked like the color of blood, old blood; blood that isn’t fresh but isn’t dried… Sometimes Malli felt like an outsider in her own home. But luckily the alarm on her phone went off and she kissed her mother’s cheek and ran out of the house and towards her old school Volkswagen Bus. She opened the large door and climbed into the driver’s seat, slamming the door back into place behind her. She jammed the keys into the ignition and the engine started up with ease. She only had twenty minutes to get to school now… So she had to speed. Sadly, her bus wouldn’t go past seventy five miles so she felt as though she was crawling to school. But somehow she happened to make it to school within fifteen minutes of the beginning bell. She parked her beat up old bus and strode out, locking everything up on it, including the steering wheel. Not like anyone would try to steal it but she didn’t quite know for sure… She was pretty much convinced that everyone at her school was either; weird, creepy, or awkward… And she hated those people….even though she could be extremely weird and awkward sometimes… She still didn’t care. So as she strode into the school building, she felt as though all eyes were on her…which most of the time her feeling was spot on. She was undoubtedly drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair was long, thick, and such a dark brown that it looked black…while her eyes were a brilliantly bright blue what seemed to pop in contrast to her hair. Her skin was smooth and milky white. She had those high, structured cheek bones that most girls would die to have because they brought more attention to her perfectly shaped, bloody red lips. Her eyebrows were perfectly shaped and everything about her was natural. She had never had any work done like some girls at her school and she never got her eyebrows or eyelashes shaped. All her features were seemingly gorgeous and perfect. She never had close female friends… In fact, she’d never had any female friends at all… They were all mostly acquaintances… But she did get along great the guys… And she suspected that it all had to do with her looks. She smiled cockily to herself as she strode down the halls; thinking about herself and how amazing she thought she was.

Word Count: 911... Oh that's sad... lol

[Heda]

〚 A T T I C U S 〛
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Name Atticus Gulberry Hook
Group Villain
Crush Mostly Vivian and Malli but mostly all the girls
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location Coffee shop but heading to work
mood Tired, slightly frustrated
tags Vivian
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〚 h o o k 〛
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indentSmiling he'd give a chuckle, "Who wouldn't love this face? I know you just can't get enough of me." He would smirk as she got in his eyes quickly scanning her as she did, "Don't we look hot this morning." He would start driving and glance at her before stopping at a light. "Yeah, I was told off this morning for being late for my own meeting. I told them they were all early." he gave a little chuckle and then looked at her. "You could come work for me, I assure our meets are far more fun." he would go when the light turned. His dog Creature pushing his head so his face was right by theirs and sniffing Vivian before giving her face a big wet kiss, Atticus would laugh. "Back Creature back." He would look at his car as it spoke, "In coming call." Giving a sigh Atticus would respond, "Answer."
"Sir where are you?" Atticus would grumble and speak up, "I am driving, I am actually not coming today. Picked up a girl I'll be busy partying and such." He would hold back a laugh as his assistant went crazy. "You are driving? And going some place with a girl? You are working today!" Atticus would shrug, "I don't need to work today if I don't wish." A annoyed huff would heard and the woman would speak. "The men from Japan are here to discuss....things with you." Atticus would roll his eyes and glance at his watch. "Well tell them to not get their panties in a knot I'm just about there." He would hang up and give another left turn then smirk at her as he stopped in front of her building. "Stop by if you want a job babe. Or you can just stop by and I'll buy you lunch." Smirking at her he would watch her for a moment. He always liked to flirt with her, he did it all the time with whenever she was around and yes he seemed cocky but he sort of liked how it annoyed some woman and how they rolled their eyes. He had always tried getting her company to join his but the owner was a old stubborn dummy and Atticus was waiting for the old fart to die so he could suck his pretty little granddaughter into joining them. It would be easy too, the young girl was always drooling over Atticus. Coming back he would smile at Vivian, once she got out he would give a devilish smile. "I know you want too, seriously though stop by." As she shut the door he would bring his SUV out of park and drive towards his work which was only a few blocks away.

Parking his car he'd get his dogs out and lock the door, walking into the glass building he'd smile at the secretary. "Good morning wonderful, you loos stunning today." The woman would smile at him and hand him some papers. Nodding he would get to the elevator and go up to his office. Walking into his large office he would tell the dogs to go to their beds and he would quickly walk out, seeing the men from Japan as he walked down to one of the conference rooms he would put on his charming smile. "Hello! I am Atticus Guldberry Hook, I am the son of Cliff Gulberry Hook. I am happy you came all this way, sorry for being late had to grab a coffee and the line pretty much went to Texas."The man would chuckle and Atticus would smile, as someone open the conference room doors for them he would smile his smile once again. "Shall we?" And with that the man would walk in and Atticus knew it would be a long and boring conversation.

[daz]

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| male | straight | cinderella | located;; home | tags;; n\a

Alfie Franta lay in a deep trance of slumber, his chest rising and falling in a gentle rhythm. On top of his stomach rested a content puppy, whose floppy ears rested on either side of his head. Alfie, or as he preferred to be called, Charming, was dreaming of a fantasy world far far away. Clouds circled an enormous tower, containing a Princess who would weep each night for her loss of freedom. The dream seemed to be going nowhere, it was practically a nightmare. The Princess was never rescued, she remained in her tower yearning to be one with nature again someday. The poor woman died all alone, still trapped and more than alone. Charming himself had to hurl himself out of the dream by blinking several times, eventually returning to his reality. He gazed at the wall facing him in his lounge chair, squinting angrily at all the decorative picture frames. He must have dozed off here, explaining the god-awful crick in his neck. He raised his arm, giving it a firm rub before slowly rising from his seat. His furry companion, named Lucifer, scampered away, disappointed that his personal cushion had decided to move.
"Morning, Lucifer." Alfie said halfheartedly, turning to his mirror, which mounted comfortably above his mantle. He ran his fingers through his shaggy "wake-up" hair, taking a deep breath. His dream had completely ruined his rise, defeating the purpose of a 'good morning'. This was the first bad dream he'd experienced in at least a month, definitely rattling him to a great extent. It was probably caused by the discomfort from sleeping in that stupid chair. That mistake would hopefully never be made again, after this horrible ache in the back of his neck.
Charming tended to the rest of his morning rituals, starting with drawing the blinds open. He stared blankly outside his pleasantly large main windows, resting his palms on the windowsill. The world was peaceful and bland, the sun standing high in the sky. So perhaps it wasn't one hundred percent morning time, maybe near evening... but no matter. He was awake now, and there were things to be done. After another quick gaze outside through his window, he trailed into his kitchen to prepare some coffee. Lucifer nipped at his heels, tongue lolling out in interest. Movement was exciting! Yip Yip! Bloody dog, nothing but noise. Shouldn't have adopted a puppy, no matter how adorable he was. Ah, well. Good dog he was. Lucifer was an extremely loyal companion Alfie would never replace, despite his sourness to the noise and the rowdy behavior.
The utmost lovely scent filled the air, offering Alfie at least one thing to be happy about this morning. The sweet smell of coffee steam surrounded the exceptionally tall lad, who was hurriedly making it to suit his needs. Lucifer still sat patiently at his feet, anxiously gazing up at his owner. His tail beat the tile floor, forming a little annoying rhythm. The poor pup probably just wanted a rub, or even a little treat to show affection. Nonetheless, Charm walked past him with a steaming cup grasped tightly in his clammy hands. The smell was intoxicating and delightful, filling his nostrils. At last he payed Lucifer the attention he needed, offering a belly rub as the coffee was drained from the mug.
House needed cleaning, dog needed walking, shopping needed to be done, bills had to be payed, and then Charming just wanted time to himself. However sadly, to his distaste, the down time was never something he genuinely received. Granted, he would sleep like any normal person, but it was never the plentiful restfulness he wished he could have more often. Maybe to even finish reading one of his bloody books, which lined every nook and cranny of his home.
Life proved to be much more difficult than his Father had prepared him for. Education from his tender age to college had never once explained to him how to function as an adult. You will use this stuff all the time as a man, said no one in the school system ever.