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       nothing feels better than pay day. earbuds in, walkman blasting elton john’s crocodile rock, ginny opened the door to starcourt mall, with no real plan as to what she was going to buy. maybe she’d pop into contempo casuals, though the clothes there weren’t exactly up her alley. lost in her thoughts, that’s when she heard the pained yelp.

“ OH MY GOD !! “ virginia sqealed, pushing open the door to see her red-headed victim hunched over, clutching his hand. the blonde, without asking, took his hand in hers, turning it over, looking for any signs of bruising or bleeding. “ y-you alright ? “

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .

another day, another shift at the pool. though the kids were obnoxious as hell, no one was ever really in danger, so ‘lifeguard’ was a bit of an overstatement. but still she sat there, swimsuit and all, with her whistle at the ready. though, like usual, heather became lost in her own thoughts in her boredom. thank god her sunglasses hid her eyes, so she could zone out when she needed to. however, it was impossible to miss the two kids who had begun play fighting in the water. as aggressive as they were, it wasn’t them she was worried about getting hurt; it was the safety of the boy nearby, his back turned. without hesitation, heather jumped off her chair then jogged to the edge of the water before jumping in, putting herself between the two kids and the other boy. “hey, hey! knock it off or you’re both out of here!” she warned. it got their attention immediately, and they resigned themselves as they made their way back to the other kids. she turned to the boy, pushing her now wet hair out of her face. “hey, you okay? i’m sorry, i know they can get rowdy in here.”

✖ for my muses reaction to waking up in a hospital bed and finding yours asleep in the chair beside them.

at first she panicked. any place that even remotely reminded el of the lab terrified her. she jolted, eyes shooting open, and clutched onto the sheets beneath her. her breathing was already getting quicker and quicker as she tried to figure out where she was exactly. it was like the lab, but… not. sterile and bright, yes. but it was here to help. she didn’t feel any danger here. “…dad…?” she winced, looking around for hopper. but instead she saw someone asleep in the chair next to her bedside. her eyebrows pulled together. it was the one boy, who had come to fix the cabin. not wanting to wake him, eleven just laid back down but kept her stare on him, ready to press him for questions when he woke.