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@bestiarie sent “ The silence after you left is louder than any fight we ever had. ” / from monica

she knelt down to one of her kitchen cabinets, pulled out an old tackle box and lifted it onto the counter. "keep holding that towel there while i get set up." maya began by unwrapping and unfolding a sterile table cover and bringing it over to her kitchen table where kayce sat. she brought her forceps, needle driver and a couple packages of sutures. she also brought over a bottle of alcohol to clean the wound. "i'm not going to ask what you were doing cause i'm pretty sure i don't want to know, but should i be looking for any shrapnel or rocks in there?" she'd long since forgiven monica for running off with kayce and they'd mostly forgiven each other for the fight that followed, but a new more responsible grown up worry couldn't help but arise whenever he got himself into messes like these.

MUSE SPECIFIC STARTER CALL ! like for a starter of varying length from KIERA FAHEY

the club was different since avery left. not that kiera blamed her for leaving even a little bit. she knew dancing for cowboys and tourists wasn’t what avery wanted to be doing with her life. it wasn’t what she wanted to do with her’s either but she didn’t know what she wanted to do yet, avery did. or at the very least, she’d was finally wanted for something else better suited to her skills. driving all the way up to the yellowstone from her apartment before work was probably silly, she could be using her free time to sleep, or get groceries. instead, she was awkwardly walking from where she’d parked over to the bunkhouse and the corals. she didn’t quite fit in here yet, she had the hat and the boots but she didn’t have the attitude. she also still hadn’t gotten on a horse. she felt out place to a degree that almost made her turn around and go home. that was until she spotted avery and some of the other wranglers riding back from one of the pastures. kiera kept going, waiting for her by the nearest fence. “you look happy,” she observed approvingly. “and sweaty. i wanted to see how you were doing.” she was pretty sure all the guys avery worked with probably knew where she’d come from, but it still felt a little like she shouldn’t mention they used to work together where anyone could hear. “you good up here?”