#chloebxtches

What..the hell.. Abbi sighed as the read the note in her hand, that had been left on her bed by a guard she assumed. It wasn’t like Princess Bitch would lower herself to set a Louboutin in there if she didn’t have to. Abbi had been confident, and full of relief, in the knowledge that the woman had bored of her after their first meeting. But that didn’t seem to be the case now, as she was apparently expected to join her in what was no doubt going to be a simply fun-filled day! Lunch and shopping..yay.. Where oh where did she sigh up for that? Wanting to go about as much as she wanted a day at the dentist but figuring that also like that, she had no choice, the brunette complied with the request to ‘make herself presentable’, dressing in a deep red maxi dress and even running a brush through her espresso waves. Her luck that her fuck off attitude was also paired with a strong sense of self-preservation... 

Arriving at the quad actually pretty close to the instructed time, Abbi sighed again when her azure eyes landed on Chloe. Well..time to grab this day by the balls and get it over with.. 

“Ah..hi Mistress. How are you?”

Well, he was back on the Island. He hoped whomever was disappointed that he’d left was just disappointed and not... angry. He had quite a few people he was regretting having left, of course. Quite a few. He imagine Raziel and Grace would give him a stern talking to... He imagined, and maybe hoped Wade and Hennessy would make him beg for forgiveness. Perhaps some sexual favors for being such a flake. Lily, Daisy, Dhani, Andy, Juniper and Angelonia he’d shower with flowers in apology, if they let him. 

Wat looked around, behind mirror aviator sunglasses, stepping out onto the dock and breathing in the sea air. It really was a beautiful place with absolutely beautiful people. But Wat so was busy chasing his past he didn’t think about the future he could have had here. He spent nearly six months looking for and researching and getting close to someone he had built up, some idea that his past rested on the shoulders of some young man who ended up not related to him at all...

The poor woman he’d killed in his rage...

He was glad to be back here. Even if he had to win all the friends he’d made the first time around all over again.

“Home sweet tropical home...”