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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 11:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2016 11:41 pm
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall was having a pretty good day, even if he'd had to deal with some crazy patients. He was leaving work, politely chatting with a few coworkers as he gathered his things. Once he had his bag, he apparated to the street near Rider's house. Casually whistling, he walked toward her house. He figured she'd probably be bummed, as she usually was. Lately, it was getting incredibly difficult to be around her, as she'd been a massive drain on his own emotions. Heck, he sometimes had to have his extra strength tea! When he got there, he took a calming breath. After a second, he pushed open the door. Was... was there music playing? And it smelled like someone had cooked? With a look of confusion, he set down his briefcase on the couch and walked toward the kitchen. Rider was cooking and dancing, which brought a smile to the man's face. "You seem happy. Are you having a pretty good day?" He pushed up his glasses, a look of positive delight in his dark eyes. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 11:30 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 11:36 am
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall watched Rider, noticing her dancing and smiling. Just yesterday she was sobbing into his favorite sweater, and now... now she was all rainbows and sunshine? As much as he wanted to be excited and jubilant with her, he was suspicious. Her mood was erratic, wasn't it? For her to have been depressed so many months, then suddenly happy? It made no sense. For now, though, he'd accept the break that this mood brought. "You've been busy today, then, haven't you?" He walked over to the stove, his eyebrows furrowed. A few days ago she was refusing to eat. He shook his head a bit, wrapping his arms around her chest. "I am very hungry. Work was long today." He bowed his head a bit, then looked at her warily. Was she still as fragile as a porcelain doll? I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 11:40 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 11:48 am
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall was about to worry about Rider's frown, until he realized she was only frowning because he'd implied his work day to be hard. She remained in his arms, simply asking if he wanted to talk about it. Wait... she wanted to try to make him happy? It was... it was a complete 180 from her usual behavior. He debated his choices, not sure if he wanted to tell her if his day, or to try and keep this happiness rolling. "N-no, it wasn't a bad day. Just... just long, like I'd said. I worked an extra two hours this morning." He did his best to appear sincere, but the young man hadn't blatently lied like this before. He could feel his cheeks warming up, but he would say it was just the heat of the stove... he could lie... if it was to protect Rider, that is. Maybe when she truly was better, he could ask her forgiveness. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 11:52 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 11:59 am
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall hadn't noticed he was holding his breath until Rider agreed that his lie must be truth. He exhaled heavily, glad that he had gone to see his mum before work. She told him to change out of his work clothes before dinner, but he simply kicked his shoes off and set them out of the way. "Thank you for making dinner, Rider. It smells lovely." He gently placed a kiss at the top of her head before returning to watching her cook. So much of him wanted to believe she was all better, but he knew it was a false hope. He decided he'd pen Claire after dinner to tell her of Rider's good day, though. The younger Wilson girl was probably worried too. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:03 pm
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--------r ι d e r----ღ----w ι l ѕ o n--------♪ She wants to go home ♫ ♪ But nobody's home ♫ ♪ That's where she lies ♫ ♪ Broken inside ♫--------н υ ғ ғ l e p υ ғ ғ----a l υ м n a
When Lyall kissed the top of her head, Rider's cheeks blushed a little, but she still seemed quite happy. In her fantasy world, this was their kitchen in their house, in their life together. An idle thought popped into her head and she glanced over to see Lyall watching her. With a small smile on her face, as she stirred the pasta, she asked, "Lyall, when do you want to start having babies? Because I think I may be ready." It was a simple question for her to ask, since in her mind, they were already married.
♪ With no place to go ♫ ♪ No place to go ♫ ♪ To dry her eyes ♫ ♪ Broken inside ♫
-----------o υ т----o ғ----c н a r a c т e r-----------
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:13 pm
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall watched Rider, noticing her dreamy expression. She looked in a daze. When she asked about kids, he choked on his own spit. Did... she.... He stared for a moment, trying to figure out how not to break her heart and burst the bubble she was in. "Just... just a while more, Rider. Maybe after I... I get promoted at work. More money, y'know?" He bit his tongue hard, angry at himself for lying again. She didn't deserve that. She just needed to get better so he could figure out what was going on. The male looked at the floor, trying to prevent the tears in his eyes from falling. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:30 pm
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall watched as Rider froze, the man ready to spring into action. He stepped closer, but when the pot began to over boil, she slid back into her bubble. She told him to get a strainer, so he hurried to grab one, setting it in the empty sink. She walked over with the pot, so he hurried to turn off that burner on the stove, grateful for the distraction. She couldn't ask about kids if she was trying to make pasta! He cleared her workspace and stirred the sauce, waiting for either orders or a collapse. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:51 pm
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✮𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇✮𝒜𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓊𝓈✮𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒜𝓁𝓊𝓂𝓃𝓊𝓈✮ Lyall looked over at Rider when she said it had been a close one. At her mention of not knowing what had happened, he paused. She had nearly flipped back to depression, hadn't she? How could she not remember that? He decided he never wanted to be depressed, as it seemed a very scary state of mind. Once the pasta was back in the pot, she asked if he would add the sauce. "Sure, I can do that." He lifted the other pot, pouring it over the noodles. Once that was done, he stirred it all together, a small smile on his face. He wasn't a Gryffindor, but he would pretend for her. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ Sᴜᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ. I'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇ Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ Yᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ Fᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, 𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒...
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 12:59 pm
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