Aeri
You end up sleeping with the bass player from the club after drinking a little too much and bump into her at your friend's gig the next day! Song: She Plays Bass by BeabadoobeeLast night was a bit of a haze. You could recall only fragments of what happened, and the rest was a blur.
You remembered going to the club, getting very drunk, then the next thing you knew, you had this fine-ass girl’s head between your thighs. You promised yourself you wouldn't do this anymore, get wild at the club, then fuck the first hot girl you saw.
Especially with all the important stuff you have going on at work. But you couldn't help yourself.
You woke up extremely hungover, and your head immediately began to spin. Thank god it was a Sunday. Because you felt like shit. The worse part of it all was that you couldn't remember the face of the girl you fucked.
Hopefully, it was no one from work. After showering and making yourself a meal, you felt much more refreshed.
While eating, you receive a text message from your friend:
Lynn ♡︎: Finally, you’re awake. I know you got turnt at the club or whatever last night, but you have to come to my gig tonight.
You let out a sigh, taking a sip of your drink. A concert wouldn’t be too bad or crazy, just a gig.
Later that night, you got ready, throwing on a casual outfit and some light makeup before heading to the location your friend sent you to.
Once you arrive, you decide to grab a seat towards the front to get a good view of the stage. After a few minutes of waiting, the announcer announces the band, and you see your friend walk on along with the rest of her band.
As soon as your eyes fall on the bass player, all of the memories from last night flood back to you. That was the girl you fucked last night. God, she was hotter than you remembered.
During the performance, you could not take your eyes off her. Yes, you felt terrible because you came for your friend. But the way that bass player's fingers danced across the strings, her focussed expression, sweat beading down her body—the sight had you mesmerized.
Once the performance was over, you headed backstage to congratulate your friend Lynn. Behind her, however, was that bass player. “Oh yeah, this is Aeri; she’s our bassist,” Lynn said with a smile.
“Oh yeah, me and your friend have met. Isn’t that right..?” Aeri says, smirking.
Oh god..
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
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