#firecrotchking

Welp, life was back to normal for Loki after her hiatus from life. She couldn't seem to walk home from work without getting into some kind of trouble or running into someone, how she managed it the world may never know.

It was no surprise to the small woman when she was targeted by a stray dog and it was no surprise that she had to run three blocks to try to get away. Taking a hard turn down a main street sidewalk she collided heavily into the chest of a taller individual, inevitably smashing her nose into the form and landing with a hard thud; A slew of curses stringing from her mouth as she held on to her nose.

Coming to her senses bright eyes shifted upwards with a bit of panic "Crap! I'm so sorry!" Loki sat her small frame forward quickly and stood up "Are you ok?"

{♕} It was okay to splurge a little on the first night in a new city, right? Yui didn't see anything wrong with doing so, especially after checking the drawers and refrigerator in her shared apartment to find them relatively empty save for the odd potato or two; grocery shopping needed to be done, but that would have to wait until tomorrow.

For dinner, however, she dined at a small, locally-owned restaurant. The meal passed by with no incident -- that is, until she stood to leave, abruptly swinging her legs out and accidentally catching a stranger around the knees.

She squeaked, a rather undignified sound, and nearly toppled out of her booth if not for her quick reflexes. Her fingers clenched tightly around the edge of the table, supporting her weight and preventing her from suddenly pitching forward. "I'm so sorry!" 

                ♆ ————; "If no one else will be your friend... then I'll be your friend...!"

And the little blonde boy smiled gently to the redhead, extending his small hand out for the other to hold. The troublemaker boy who no one at the orphanage would look at; it was only Baldr who could see his sadness and pain of being alone.

"You don't have to cry anymore..."

"Because I promise I'll always be your friend forever." Baldr mused to himself quietly, and gently shut his Physiology texbook. The blonde sighed with a smile on his face. He had been studying diligently for the past hour at the library, until his mind wandered off into the faraway past.

Remembering his childhood friends Loki and Thor. It had been almost 10 years now since he last saw them. That was also around the time when he was adopted into the Aesir family.

It was a sweet, nostalgic memory for him to remember about the two, especially Loki, who he still wondered if the other was doing well.

Although he was informed by many, that childhood promises and friendships could not last forever, Baldr chose to keep hope to reunite with them one day. Two vows he promised to himself, the day before he was adopted, that he would never break.

Pushing himself out of the seat (and with his usual falling on nothing), Baldr grabbed his book and placed the seat back where it was, now intending to leave the library. Already, it was quite past the late afternoon and the tall blonde felt himself to be starving tremendously for lunch.

It was time for him to move out and find his way to his favorite restaurant; to enjoy a nice dish of Steak au Poivre. Good meat was always the best for the stomach.

Taking out his father's golden ship compass chained to his pocket,  Baldr glanced down to follow the direction of compass. While it was a valuable keepsake from his parents, the compass also served to be his own little good luck charm, so he would find his way.

{ Ⅳ } "Hmph. Well, I suppose this living space is adequate enough to suit my needs for now. The color should be changed to be something more majestic though." The red-blonde male crossed his arms, observing the walls of his room.

"A tad bit more of crimson and gold colors splattered over the walls would be more tasteful."

Recently, IV had moved out from his luxurious family home due to his new uprising career as an actor. It demanded him to live closer to his agency, which was located in Toshi City.

It was a sacrifice to be far from his family, but all the worth as he was bringing fame and glory of taking the spotlight obviously.

The arrogant actor set his luggage down, prepared to unpack his possessions.

However, much to his chagrin and annoyance, he heard a knocking on the door. Hadn't he told the landlord not to place him near any neighbors? His peace and quiet was far too valued to be disturbed by incessant trivial noises.

"Who is it? I wasn't expecting any visitors." He called out gruffly at the door. It was still left unlocked, when he had entered in.