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Sue Cash:

ANIMAL: Dog COLOR: Pink MONTH: October SONG: A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash but I feel like that’s a cop-out so Witness - Mindless Self Indulgence NUMBER: 4 DAY OR NIGHT: Night PLANT: Forget Me Not SMELL: Weed SEASON: Autumn FOOD: Yorkshire pudding MUSICAL INSTRUMENT: Harmonica ELEMENT: Earth DRINK: Bourbon

If she didn’t think it’d put Sue in any danger, she’d tell him everything in a heartbeat. But this had to do with her uncle, and therefore had to be dealt with and spoken about very carefully. Not that she wouldn’t tell Sue, she just wanted to eliminate any danger possibilities first by chewing over her words. A hummed sigh and she leans a little further into Sue’s side.

       “ I will tell you over our meal, “   she offers a light smile.   “ No having needed. Because I know you will. “   A chuckle follows her final statement as she leads them over to the chairs, already popping some tupperware open for them to pick from within.

       “ My uncle and I have been having.. disagreements a lot lately. Today was very bad. “

Name: Sue Cash Alias(nicknames): Woody, Susi Q Age: 33 Date of Birth: March 9th Spoken languages: English, Spanish, Italian, Romanian, German Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Bartender/Mixologist Criminal record: None, officially

Appearance

Eye color: Hazel Hair color: Dark brown Height: 6′02 Scars: Multiple insignificant faded scars, one notable on left mid calf down to Achilles Overweight: No Underweight: No

Favorite…

Color: Yellow Hair color: None Eye color: Blue Song: Jump In The Line - Harry Belafonte Movie: The Jungle Book T.V. Show: The Simpsons Food: Anything new. Drink: Bourbon Video Game: Crash Team Racing Ice cream flavor: Strawberry

Have you…

Graduated high school: No Had sex: Yes Had sex in public: Yes Gotten pregnant: No Kissed a boy: Yes Kissed a girl: Yes Gotten tattoos: Yes Gotten piercings: Yes Smoked/drank/done drugs: All of the above Had a broken heart: Yes, tragically. Been in love: Yes, tragically Needed surgery: Yes Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes

Are you…

A virgin: No A cuddler: Yes A kisser: Yes. Scared easily: Not really Jealous easily: Depends Trustworthy: Yes In love: No Single: Yes, In a relationship: No Considered mean: Yes, to some.

Random questions.

Have you harmed yourself: Yes Thought of suicide: Yes Attempted suicide: ... Yes... Wanted to kill someone: Yes Driven a car: Yes, badly Have/had a job: Yes Have any fears: Losing family.

Family

Sibling(s): None Parents: James “River” Cash and Lorraine “Lol” Harding Children: No Pet(s): No

It’s like a kettle boiling, and his little greeting of affection was turning off the flame and lifting the lid. There’s an audible sharp sigh, more so a huff as she starts to bubble down from her height. Clearly it was frustration, something she’s forcibly trying to push down and away so she can maybe enjoy a meal with her dearest friend.

       “ Upset from an argument; Cooking helped until I made too much, “   the last bit ends with a breathy chuckle, realizing just how silly it must’ve seemed to try and calm one’s self down by cooking. She’ll admit, seeing how much she’d made did stress her out a little. Knowing it wouldn’t waste, though, helped.

An arm curls itself around Sue’s back, Diem leaning her frame into his side. Dark eyes are settled on the tupperware she’s unloaded into his home, a smile warming at her lips. This was a ridiculous amount of food.

       “ —This should be enough food to catch up with, yes? “

“Oh, good.” No, that didn’t ease his worry. He wasn’t worried that the guy wanted to kill him, more that he wanted to kill someone. It definitely felt like he should do something about this, but he wasn’t sure exactly what. “You’re not… Actually going to kill him, right?”

“Oh, uh… Any specific reason?” Klaus asked, unsure as to how he was supposed to react to that. He couldn’t even tell whether the man was joking or not, and part of him felt like maybe he should do something about this, but… He had to be joking, right? He had to.

Hesitantly, he shook the man’s hand. “Klaus. Nice to meet you, too.”

“And I’ve never been a guide before!” Really, he was just going with the flow, the flow being whatever popped into his head and seemed like it might be fun. It was something that had a slight tendency to get him in trouble, but hey - it never failed to give him a good story and a bit of thrill. “So, what brings you here?”

(   @anythingbutsue   ♥   )

She’s carrying far too many tupperware containers in several bags to make sense of, hurrying herself inside Sue’s door with a very quick and small   Hello   as she does. Bee-lining for the dining room, she’s setting the bags and wares of tupper on any surface she could. There’s some type of fury and exasperation there in her eyes, expression fixed with vacancy besides it.

       “ —I made too much, “   she explains very simply, very briskly. Once everything is displayed, she turns to face Sue, hands pushed onto her hips with some emphasis and a huff.   “ I thought you might like some. “    A pause.   “ —Dim Sum. “

Klaus smirked at Sue’s reaction to the compliment, unaware of how much it really meant. He was always one to give affection rather freely, and had long ago given up any worries concerning masculine standards. He was well aware that everything that came out of his mouth sounded flirty, but he didn’t mind. He did raise a brow, however, when the compliment was returned to him, but decided not to comment lest he get ahead of himself and accidentally take things too far.

“Oh yeah? Like where? I’m having a hard time thinking of somewhere worse than a prison shower…” he chuckled at first. “But yes, officially they locked me up for possession…my sister hired a big fancy suit to get me off, but my record was already too fucked, so…”