I remember! You hooked me with an aesthetic post and we never looked back ;-) Now look what I’ve down with you! Got you hooked on Saints Row ahahaa

These jerks. <3

13. Trying to make a shopping list and the other person keeps making ‘important’ suggestions to see how much attention the other one is paying for Amber and Garrus

Amber Shepard chewed on the end of her pen, staring at the scrap of paper on the table in front of her. She already had the few basics on there: hair dye, bandages, crisps, vodka. What else?

She could hear Garrus rummaging around in her bathroom. She ignored him, not wanting to know what it was he was getting into. Instead, she began to tap her pen on the table. Her mind began to repeat the items with each pen tap. Hair Dye. Bandages. Crisps. Vodka. Fuck, what else did she need?

“Amber?” Garrus’ voice echoed from the bathroom.

“Hmm?” She responded, not paying attention fully to what he was saying, her mind too focused on her list. There was definitely something missing.

“Can you pick up sponges when you go out?” He asked, his voice getting louder as he stepped into the bedroom.

“Mhmm.” She scratched sponges on the paper. Did she need shampoo? Nah, she still had half a bottle, but maybe Charley did-

“Oh, and some more dextro-snacks.”

She wrote the item down without pause. She returned to chewing on the pen. She was busy scratching down more things on the paper, ignoring what was happening around her.

“Shepard?”

Amber’s bright eyes turned to him, wondering why he was bothering her. “What, Garrus?”

“Did you even hear what I said?” He asked, a smile on his face while he waited for her to read the list.

Confused, she glanced down. She noticed that she’d added two of the things Garrus had said to the list without realizing what they were. Pop the heat sink. Calibrations.

Grumbling, she tossed a glare at him over her shoulder, only earning a laugh.

“Sorry, Shepard. It was too tempting to pass up.”

For Amber, an average shopping list would include hair dye (girl dyes her hair so much I’m surprised it doesn’t fall out), nail files, potato chips and ice cream, glitter, model airplane kits, isopropyl alcohol and bandages, and trashy magazines and vodka.

10. Does your character have a particular way of talking or acting?

Amber speaks with her eyes. She glares when she’s pissed and oh man, does she glare a lot. Things irritate her rather easily and if she’s not punching someone, she’s looking like she wants to. If she opens her mouth, you better believe that a string of curses would come out, angry or not. 

17. How does alcohol affect your character?

I decided to write something pre-Mass Effect series. Hope you like it hun!

Iris Shepard loved tea. It was her favorite drink of all time. If she had the choice to have tea or beer, she’d take a tea every time. She would have blame that fact on her mother if she had the mind to. Hannah Shepard had introduced it to her at a young age and Iris had been hooked ever since.

The line at the coffee shop was longer than she’d expected it to be. With a sigh, she glanced at her datapad for the time. She would probably be late for class. As much as she loved university, her choice to go into medicine instead of joining the Alliance was looking like a mistake. Between the credits she’d already spent (plus the ones she would have to spend to finish the program) and the fact that most nights she slept 3 hours in total, she was stressed and exhausted.

Iris reminded herself every day that this was the path she wanted. Truth be told, she wasn’t sure anymore. With a sigh, she adjusted her glasses and glanced up at the menu. She might as well try to decide what she wanted before she approached the counter.

Before she could decide, voices distracted her. Her grey eyes found a pair of soldiers as they entered the shop, talking loudly and laughing. She didn’t recognize the man. However, the vivacity of the woman beside him stole her attention. Her dark chestnut hair was pulled out of her face and secured at the nape of her neck. Her brown eyes were focused on the man, a smile filling her lovely face. A smile that Iris would love to see more often.

Iris blushed when she realized what she was feeling. Turning to face the counter, she stepped forward when the line moved. She hadn’t seen Ashley Williams in years. Not since Iris had stopped travelling on spaceships. The two girls had practically grown up together. Iris’ mother and Ashley’s father were often scheduled on the same military runs and the girls would keep each other company.

It seemed that Ashley had grown up to be a soldier as well.

“How may I help you?” The barista asked when Iris approached the counter, prepared to grab her tea and run. She always hated awkward reunions.

Iris dug into her bag for a credit chit as she muttered her order to the young man. A vanilla chai with milk and honey. Very hot.

Before she could find her payment, a voice cut in. “This one’s on me.”

Eyes widening, Iris lifted her head quickly, only to find Ashley watching her with a grin. “Ash? What are you doing here?”

Iris noticed that the man who had walked into the shop with her was still in line. She gave Ashley a curious glance.

The soldier laughed. “Trying to find out why you’re avoiding me.”

Iris blushed again and grabbed her tea, nodding a thanks at the barista before moving out of the way. Ashley followed her, watching the young woman with amusement. “Avoiding? I’m not avoiding you, Ash. I didn’t even see you!”

“Sure you didn’t.” Ashley reached forward to adjust Iris’ glasses, pushing them back into place after they’d slipped down her nose. “So your mom says you are in med school? How is that going?”

“Oh!” Iris smiled brightly, hoping that she exuded confidence. “It’s great! I’m heading there now, actually.”

“Good for you,” Ashley said, sincerely. There was a little sadness in her eyes, but Iris wasn’t sure why. “You got away from the Alliance. That takes guts when you’re in a military family.”

Iris nodded, understanding the wistfulness in her friend’s voice. She had it at times too. “You tried for years. I remember.”

“Well, let’s hope that I can break a different Williams curse instead.” The soldier shook her head and laughed lightly. Ashley tucked a stray hair that had fallen out of Iris’ ponytail behind her ear. “Hopefully I’ll see you around, Iris.”

™: You’re a cinnamon roll❄️: I cherish you✨: You’ve taught me things❁: You’re beautiful✌: You’re awesome✖: I would give you the greatest hug

Megan XD You are too much! I’m not sure I’ve taught you anything of value except perhaps the increasing amount salt you throw around lmao But I will forever cherish you, my bestie. I love you! <3

You evil evil woman. :p