［ BREAK THE WALLS! ］

Pardon my absence for a few days, folks. I’ve been, uh, busy... serving ice-cold justice. You’d get it if you saw a certain dead blog come back to life two days ago for the Oily drama. I’m going to be afk cooking, drinking, and eating with my family on ye olde turkey day. BUT when I get back, I’ll be prepping my other blogs, Danny and Xavier.

“ sure thing- gimme a second. ” he doesn’t bother heading behind the counter, easily reaching over to grab a menu. “i have to say you can’t go wrong with the breakfast burger, got eggs, bacon, and potatoes- it’s my personal favorite. ”

               NASTY  HABIT  !  kicks in of biting her nails ,  can anyone blame the young white  ?  with how she was treated at school ,  at home ,  nail biting seemed to be a one escape she could actually do without getting in trouble or picked on .   ❛   is there um  ..  is there anything going on today after school  ?   ❜   feeling brave enough to not go home right away today ,  one could say she was stepping out of her shell .   /   @guardsmark

Brain: I swear to God if you make another blog--

Me: ok but listen...

Me: ... look at that face!!

a. age: 22 b. birthplace: san antonio, texas. c. current time: 11:40p. d. drink you had last: red diamond (extra sweet) iced tea. e. easiest person(s) to talk to: probs @nyledimarcowrites and @feathersxfdeath ~ f. favourite song(s): blame it on the stars by andy grammar, clean by taylor swift, hotel california by eagles, papaoutai by stromae (ft. angel haze), yesterday’s song by hunter hayes h. horror yes or horror no?: um. always. i. in love?: pls. I’ve got big dreams, I can’t have bae dragging me down rn. #sorrynotsorry j. jealous of people: pfft. nah. too chill to give a fuck. k. killed someone?: KAI DEFINITELY HAS. I have not tho. l. love at first sight or should i walk by again?: sass @ first sight tbh. then ya got me. m. middle name: soriano, after my mama’s maiden name. n. number of siblings: only child biiiiiiish. o. one wish: making my goddamn dream pc set-up and starting a music studio, dAMMIT. q. question you’re always asked: “hey, are you [insert race that’s not filipino here]?” or. ya know. someone asking any question in spanish, expecting me to be fluent in it. :))) r. reason(s) to smile: cats. the fact that we’re irrelevant in the grand scheme of things so even if we fuck up, fuck it, to err is human. (also gives reason to be loud and try to be big.) s. song you sang last: delicate by taylor swift. it makes me actually emotional by the accurate portrayal of having a crush tbh. mine just didn’t become a love like for her lol. t. top 3 fictional characters: that’s like choosing favorite children. um. dick grayson cuz that’s my boi, nymphadora tonks, and wade wilson u. underwear & colour: tomboyx boxer briefs. they hella nice, I love collecting all designs. v. vacation: the philippines for my cousin’s wedding last july, yooooo. w. when’s your birthday: february 14. don’t say the holiday. do not. x. x-rays: outside of at the dentist, when I broke my skull in second grade.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ y. your favourite food: pizza. it’s universal. it comes in limitless combos. I love it. and yes, I’m a pineapple on pizza person. it goes well with ham and spicy sausage. z. zodiac sign: aquarius~

━ While the third day in Hawkins, this was his first one reporting for duty at the at the laboratory outside of town. If he were honest, he was mainly attracted to the promotion from mere grunt to head of security. It was well-deserved given his wealth of experience. Though the head scientist had long since been a member of the experimenting team since its inception under Brenner, he’d been reassigned to replace as overseer and so needed someone to assist as his righthand man. And so, enter Malakai.

It only took five minutes to realize that they were practically opposites in all but the reconstruction of the facility, and mutually recognized they were the best in their fields. As he was given a tour, the scientist led the soldier to the housing unit where they kept the subjects. It was a tidy place with several hallways, each denoting a department and numbers on the doors.

“Many of them are currently either studying or training, but a few are enjoying a day off,” the old man explained, motioning to one of the open doors where a girl was occupying herself in what looked like a recreation center and playroom. “Ah, yes. This is our new head of security, Mister Henrie.”