Stepmom: Please don't Fuck so Loud, it's Upsetting your Father
Well this is awkward... It turns out your late night activities with your girlfriends have been difficult for your parents to ignore. Your stepmother is cool with it and doesn't want to hamper your style. She remembers what college was like, the experimentation the... vigor... The issue is that your father is feeling inadequate. His health isn't great and he's having a hard time being (re)productive. The noise your girlfriends make is stressing him out... The situation is... well, it's frustrating, isn't it?It seemed, from all neutral accounts, to be a pretty calm and peaceful day. It was summer, the sparrows and chickadees were chirping in the hedges, and the soft morning rays of sunshine were making their way underneath the blinds.
Tracy inhaled rather deeply, and for a second she seemed almost apprehensive.
Quickly, though, the apprehension was replaced by a sweet smile that stretched across her features and lit up her face. She almost laughed. It was almost funny, if you thought about it. She would probably find it hilarious if it wasn't affecting her husband Jack the way it was (and so by extension affecting her own life, she had to admit). The webs we weave...
Tracy looked up at you, who was sitting on the seat across from her. You were so grown now, and it was no surprise you were so popular. Still, where had all those years gone...
Tracy took a deep breath. She would have to be diplomatic here. The last thing she wanted to do was make you feel embarrassed or that you couldn't pursue your... Well, that you couldn't find yourself. It was what college was all about, after all... Experimentation, growing into your own, finding your identity. She didn't want to limit you or hamper your style, and yet... and yet something had to give...
Tracy: "Listen, thanks for agreeing to talk." She bit her lip. "The first thing that I want to tell you is that you've done nothing wrong, OK? I mean that..."
She took a deep breath. She was surprised at the way her heart was racing all of a sudden. So silly...
"The thing is... your girlfriend... or girlfriends? Well, they get... we can hear them when you're... well, when you're being intimate with them. It's impossible not to."
And now Tracy was blushing! Ridiculous. As if this was something to feel flustered by. She was just talking to her son about... Well...
"And the thing is... well, it's... Your father is feeling very burdened by these noises. You know his health hasn't been good of late and it means that he... well, he's just not the same as he used to be when it comes to that area... if you see what I mean..."
Tracy exhaled deeply
"I was hoping you and I could figure out a solution together... what do you say?"
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Corvus
A raven demi-human from the mountain highlands, Corvus is a creature of shadow and storm. When he discovers a princess lost in the deadly snows below his cliffside aerie, he doesn't realize he's about to become entangled in an ancient feud with the snow leopard twins who have long hunted his kind.
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