#7dip

7 DAYS IN PARADISE

Marriage. Holy, pure, life-long, consuming-- or, so people think. It sure was, that last part, when it came to you, at least. But, that for you, was six years ago.

Now, you're pushing thirties, flirty and quirky-- no, you aren't. Stuck in a monotonous job with zero entertainment, and taking care of your son has become your full-time job. Or, at least, it feels that way.

But, one fateful Tuesday night, you find a ticket to Hawaii, under your bed and things take a turn for the comedic worse. Calm down, calm down. After all, what's wrong with a little trip to the soothing beaches with your ex-partner and your son, right?

You just know his antics too well by now.

Crazy little punk.

FEATURES:

Fully customizable MC with traits and features of choice(going for extensive customization).

Uh.. exclusive personality following the Myers-Briggs? Excuse me, what more can you ask for?

Choose the genders of your ROs.

Fall in love and enjoy the sunny beaches of Hawaii, girlies, guylies, and.. uh, non-binar-ies?

I'm gonna shut up now.

ROMANTIC INTERESTS:

Ellie/Elliot Williams

Yeah, exactly who you thought it would be. Your ex-partner, your ex-lover, blah. Once upon a time, you had loved them. Dearly so. It's been six-years since your terrible, messy divorce and, arguements between you two, are almost never ending. Will their lingering feelings for you be enough to pull you back into their love on this trip, or has their boat fully sailed?

Manjari/Manoj Patel

A blast from the past. If it weren't for E, you'd have almost dated them, instead. They were your best-friend and closest confidant back in the day. Now that, the lines between love and hate have blurred, will you still be able to find a common ground to love?

Bella/Beckett James

The sexy bartender and resident charmer that has you feeling all young and wanted. If it wasn't for your trip, you probably wouldn't have even thought that someone could want you so much. Will their crush on you magnify into true love or, will it wilt with the test of time?

(Goddamn, where are all of you E fans popping up from? This feels like an uprising, is this an uprising?)

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E had never wanted to be in this position. Quietly cleaning whilst listening to some Jazz, ignoring the buzz of loneliness in their mind. They tried to push back the feeling of an ever-gnawing abandonment.

Murky was happily, fast asleep curled on their bed. The music seemed to have calmed him down as well. But, the furry companion was the only one helping them feel a little sane tonight.

They let out a sigh, dusting one of the shelves, which hadn't been deep-cleaned in a while. Some trophies and old picture-frames came out from the back, a picture of a young them with a toothy little grin, standing beside their siblings in their medal.

But, their hands froze, the moment, their gaze flicked to the next frame. It was old. Dusty by-now. Almost.. forgotten. But, it was a picture of wedding. Their wedding.

"Shit." They whispered.

Their throat felt dry. Sudden tears sprang up, burning the corners of their eyes as they kept staring quietly. The picture was yellowed, now. But, one could feel the happiness. The purity in the picture.

The camera was on the two of you, but your gazes were stuck onto each other-- almost dreamily with a small smile. God, you looked perfect that day. They remember every crinkle in your clothes, every dip on your cheek when you smiled, every little movement of your hands when you talked and every single time your shoulder would brush theirs. They remembered the warm jolt they had felt. They remembered your laugh, the contentment in your gaze.

Their eyebrows furrowed as the dusting-cloth loosened between their fingers.

And that's when it hit.

Again.

And again.

Like a broken record.

Like a cruel reminder.

Surpise, surprise, I'm not dead, yet. So, huzzah, the plaster's off now but, I am on a splint. Hopefully, there's more recovery soon, and I did write a fair bit but, I do need to complete about 15% of Chapter one.

Boy, I've missed y'all. Lots of love. Definitely still here and not abandoning the project! Have a great week.

Heh, you thought...

..right.

🥁

Here's, Manjari-

Manoj-

(And yes, he wears animal print, fight me.)

Uh.. I broke my right wrist after a rather unfortunate accident owing to a flight of stairs and my totally great sense of coordination.

Aaaaand, I have been absolutely SHIT at doing any writing because of it. I feel like crap, it hurts like crap, my writing is crap and the chapter one is STILL unfinished.

PS: This took me.. 3 hours to type, because beeping buttons on the keyboard with my left hand is hard, who knew?

Once again. I'm really sorry. But I have no option but to delay the demo release. However, I promise I'm not abandoning this project and will answer asks, slowly but surely. Thank you for all the love.

Also love the IF concept can’t wait to read it

You grin almost stupidly, standing by the lockers as you feel a warm palm cup your cheek. E's smile is genuine, sweet and they lean in for a brief kiss before class.

Oh, it's almost saccharine. Your heart jolts.

A little breath escapes your lips as you two part. "See you after class?"

"Of course." They whisper, brushing a stray strand of your hair back affectionately. "I'll be at the biology lab. Have to talk to the lab assistant about something."

You hum, too happy to care. "No problemo. See you then." They chuckle in a low voice, nuzzling their nose against yours in an Eskimo kiss. A bright laugh leaves you and they leave, finally.

You lean your head back against the lockers, butterflies in your stomach. You feel so blissful, so.. in-love, as stupid and early as that sounds. But, an exaggerated cough behind you breaks you out of your trance.

You turn.

It's M, their luscious locks framing their sharp features, the sheen of sweat on their copper skin sparkling under the bright lights of the school hallways as they make a mock gesture of vomitting. They seem to be holding a basketball under their arm.

You roll your edges, shoving them in jest.

"What?" They scoff. "Don't blame me. That was the most cringiest shit, I've ever seen."

"Yeah, yeah. God forbid, I like someone." You mutter, opening your locker to take your books out. You're used to M's antics, by now. First, they were the ones pushing you to date E.. now, they are the ones pushing you away from E. You wonder why. Then again, M does a lot of weird things that you never get an explanation to.

They grin sharply, the expensive metal of their piercings glinting. "They are not worth liking. They're not worth anything. 'Oh, I'll bE iN tHe biOloGy lAb'-- shut the fuck up, what an attention seeker. Moron."

You raise an eyebrow. "Aren't you being a bit too harsh? I mean, you introduced them to me. You pushed me to date them."

"And?" They mutter, avoiding your eyes, as they spin the basketball on their fingers, instinctively. "Doesn't mean you HAD to."

You're almost amused.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous." You tease light-heartedly, a gut feeling, long buried, regurgitating to your mind.

They laugh. Loudly and freely, much to your surprise. Their eyes twinkling like stars under the hallway. "Oh, sweetheart. Jealously is a disease that I'm never a victim of." You want to scoff at that, it's the stupidest thing, you've ever heard, because you explicitly remember having seen M jealous of their ex, when the girl had started going out again. That too, with the main guitarist of the school band.

"Why do I even bother talking to you?" You sigh, shaking your head as you grab your things.

"Because, deep down? You know you love me." They shoot back, almost instantly.

What a menace. You see them ogling at another girl walking past, her long legs on display-- skirt a little too high. They lick their lips. You roll your eyes again, practically able to imagine their dad complaining. "Where there's smoke, there's fire, you know?"

They whistle under their breath and their eyes flick back onto yours, locking into it, a little too intently. Like the color of honey, irises swirling like sweet nectar.

Eh, little bit of grumbling and sulking with a bombastic side-eye to aforementioned other LI. They're not really going to embarass MC by ruining the date/moment with someone else. They have left that, in the past.