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"Ah so you want to be spoiled like Snow?" Greg asked, knowing full well that his kids were going to end up chubby at one point in their lives because of him, all joking aside it was true. "Just watch, when we're an old couple I'll fatten you up just like Snow." He pressed a gentle kiss to her...

The corners of Greg's lips curled upwards into a smile as she laughed and it stayed that way for a while. Her laughter was cute. "Oh god I wish Snow could come with me. My Dad is going to bring him in a few days when he drives down on business. The airline company wouldn't let me take him. They...

Having Elwen play with his clothing and say small, loving things to him was amazing. He knew anyone not in a relationship would scoff at them. He didn't care who looked. They would get over it. He began to remove his sweater as she pulled his luggage away and pulled his black t-shirt into place...

"An overachiever as usual I see." Greg commented as he brushed some of her hair from her face. He kept it caught between his middle and index finger and gently moved it back and forth. To him everything was a good look on her. "You probably would be bald right now if that was the bet." It was...

Though it was mid-Autumn and back home things were extremely cold, here it seemed that the weather had no concept of cold, only warm and blazing hot. As soon as he stepped out he could feel the humidity like a punch to his chest that made it hard to breath for a few seconds. He immediately...

Normally Greg was a morning person, no doubt about it. He could wake up as early as four without any complaints, and staying up late was not one of his strong suits. He didn't know why, but it just worked that way. This morning deep blue and purple rings marked the bottoms of his eyes, his thick...

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Clay bit his lip as he ran behind Basil, not struggling too hard to keep up but still in the need of pushing his limits. He could feel that familiar nice burn as they ran back to where they’d started that day and he looked at Basil’s back. She was so excited…that much was evident. It was hard...

Clay hissed sharply, the wind cold and unpleasant against his teeth but it was no match for the dull throbbing that came after a bony elbow into his ribcage. He glared daggers at Basil as he tried to rub away some of the pain but obliged to not speak while they were being scrutinized. He...

Clay was content for quite a while and could have walked for hours with her if it stayed like this the entire time. Once they reached the park he was content with nodding at other pairs of people passing by. Some gave the pair wary looks and even narrowed their eyes a bit. Some just returned the...

Clay pressed the side of his hand against his forehead in order to shade himself from the sun as he watched Basil's thin frame climb down the side of the building after him. He couldn't help but let a close mouthed smile slip onto his countenance as he waited, knowing all too well that this was...

Basil's stark refusal to wreak some havoc despite Clay's most enthusiastic arguments brought a brief frown to his face. Family heirlooms...he guessed it was kind of cool to have something in your possession that your great-great-great grandfather had in his, but the old fart was gone now. And...

Clay could sense Basil's discomfort when talking about her mother, brushing off more than what was necessary to convince him not to fuss over her. He supposed it made sense that she wouldn't want him to worry, but in a way he was also grateful. As horrible as it was not only to have a friend in...

Clay laughed along with her idly, mind wandering more than anything. As she mused aloud he blinked and took another drag thoughtfully. She was a nice person, as far as friends of his went, and since he didn't have many of those she was probably the nicest person he knew. So often he was reminded...

Clay might have flinched when Basil plopped down next to him if he wasn't so certain that this spot was reserved for them and them alone. It was located on an abandoned building that had no use except to provide some shade for the market stalls below. No one came up for service checks or...

Clay Jenkins ran with everything he could, thighs burning as his pulse raced in his chest and he took greedy gulps of air to make it where he needed to go. He reached his runners high about 3 minutes ago and now the burn was such a sweet one. He could run to the ends of the world if he wanted...