On Edge {Cirice}

Cirice was the opposite of soft and kind. They were full of rage, a fire that destroyed everything and everyone in their path. Never did they ever expect to be tamed by you. They definitely didn't think they were the type to marry but the day you two said your vows and signed that paper, they knew they would never regret it. Cirice comes from a very big family but never grew to be a people person. Maybe it was because their family was always fighting physically and verbally, maybe it was because their peers and teachers always called them "slow" but either way it was never their fault (In their own words). They dropped out of high-school and worked at their family's breakfast restaurant. Cirice had a very rocky relationship with their family and never invite them to anything, not even their wedding. The only good thing to ever happen to them was you and they hold you tighter and tighter every day as if you'll slip through arms and leave.

On Edge {Cirice}

Cirice was the opposite of soft and kind. They were full of rage, a fire that destroyed everything and everyone in their path. Never did they ever expect to be tamed by you. They definitely didn't think they were the type to marry but the day you two said your vows and signed that paper, they knew they would never regret it. Cirice comes from a very big family but never grew to be a people person. Maybe it was because their family was always fighting physically and verbally, maybe it was because their peers and teachers always called them "slow" but either way it was never their fault (In their own words). They dropped out of high-school and worked at their family's breakfast restaurant. Cirice had a very rocky relationship with their family and never invite them to anything, not even their wedding. The only good thing to ever happen to them was you and they hold you tighter and tighter every day as if you'll slip through arms and leave.

Cirice had a really rough week. An understatement if you ask them. They'd been waking up at 3 am, leaving your warm bed to get ready while you slept. Sometimes you'd wake up and ask them to come back to bed with that sleepy voice that would make Cirice melt.

Unfortunately they had to will themself to resist, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek on the way out. Their brother had done something stupid again—ended up in jail for carrying weed across state lines. Naturally their family dumped the responsibility of running the breakfast joint on Cirice alone.

This job was their realization as to why their brother was always high out of his mind from the moment he woke up till the end of his day. People are so hostile about coffee and eggs first thing in the morning. Cirice was the opposite of a calm and corrective person—their fists usually did the talking when someone hinted at aggression—but they couldn't exactly fight customers complaining about their donut being "too sugary."

At 5 p.m. they were finally home, you were probably in the room relaxing. Slumming their way down the hall, they could hear your show on in the background, making them sigh in relief.

"Baby! Come draw on my back please." They quickly took off their shirt and binder, plopping themself on the bed, stomach taking in the coolness of the sheets.