Sight and Sound

Day off and a visit to Universal Studios @82fm

Butter beers. Churros. Endless amount of popcorn. Smiles that make our faces hurt. One of happiest places on Earth with my Strawberry. This was needed. 

The corners of her lips twitch at the label he uses. If only he knew.. A small chuckle shook her shoulders at the look on his face. “Aw, are you mad?” How was he this adorable when he was supposed to be mad? “Nothing’s too high if you put your mind to it.” She grinned as if he’d given her a compliment. “Don’t get your dick twisted in a knot.” Her eyes roll, causing her left contact to shift and reveal a slight hue of pink to show before moving back into place with a blink of her eye. Inwardly wincing at her slip she hopes he doesn’t think much of it. Even with her vast knowledge of multiple languages, it was hard to keep things straight. And Earthlings talked weird! “I’m the perfect guest! You didn’t even offer me any snazzies ( snacks ) or anything!” There she went again letting her Husain slip. “Be a better host and then I won’t have to fend for myself.” She shrugs, letting her body sink deeper into the comforts of his couch. “Do you have any real food? I didn’t make it to the fridgation ( refrigerator ).” 

There it was. That smile that reminded Kaz of Artemis’s true nature: a smug brat. “Don’t do that.” The look he gave her made his feelings be known. He wasn’t mad, not really. Extremely annoyed was more like it. There was nothing quite like the loss of a snack you had been saving for just the right moment. Especially when it was stolen by someone who didn’t even appreciate the gift! “My dick is fine. You’re the one being the dick. You dare to eat my candy, then have the audacity to insult the flavor?!” He shot back. “I didn’t even get a chance to offer you any snazzies before you went to combing through my things!”

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@82fm gets a confused starter! // artemis & kaz

Artemis made herself at home in Kaz’s place, sprawled out on his couch, a bag of god knows what in her hand, shoveling the small weirdly shaped blobs of sweetness into her mouth, ignoring the way his eye seemed to twitch. “What are these things?” She asked with her nose wrinkled as she squints to read the font on the package, she hadn’t read it carefully and just grabbed something from his pantry while he was using the restroom. “‘Made with real fruit juice’ my ass!” She grumbles, finishing off the small bag. “These weren’t that great, pretty gross actually. Why do you eat them? Get real fruit, love yourself.” She tells him while crumpling up the empty packaging.

Kaz didn’t grow up with siblings, didn’t really long for them either, and in spite of his career, and his many connections, his friend circle, was quite small. The man was selfish with his time and space, to put it bluntly. If you made it past the threshold of his apartment, then you knew you had found a place in his very organized world.

Artemis was unlike anyone he had ever met before. If he didn’t know any better, he would swear the younger woman was an alien. Things that he found normal and routine confused her. Maybe it was her upbringing? Kaz had found her behaviors slightly endearing on most occasions, but today was not one of them. Today his little sister in spirit had crossed a line; she’d stolen from his stash.