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The path to Dawson’s cottage was well familiarised to the youngest Dunsmore sibling. How that fact came to be she really doesn’t remember. Sometime about her persistence and desire to escape her reality, and the fact he was a big dumb giant who was easily persuaded by food. Okay, he wasn’t dumb but she couldn’t let him know she thought highly of him. It would go to his head. That big beautiful head of his.

Dawson Young was a fantasy. Someone who Dylan could never be. Rich. Successful. Handsome. Charming. Disgustingly perfect in the best of ways. He had a beautiful home that he owned, grew vegetables that he gave Dylan freely, and animals that felt safe under his nurturing touch. Dylan on the other hand was untamed, loud, lived budgeting every penny and felt lost in this part of town. 

They were incompatible in so many ways, and yet his presence comforted her. It drove her nuts sometimes. Why would he spare her the time of day? What does he get out of this friendship, this companionship, other than a stray plate of food now and then? No one was this nice. It wasn’t normal. One day it would turn on her, this little piece of fantasy she’d carved out with him. One day it would leave her heartbroken. Alone. But not today.

As she enters his property from the street she out of habit looks around, scanning the space to find him. How does someone own so much land? She didn’t even own the bedroom she slept it. When she didn’t find him in his vegetable garden she looked to the animals, finding his figure towering over the chickens that fed from him joyfully. Is that what she looked like when he gave her treats?

Currently, Luca sat on the edge of the leather chesterfield waiting for Chloe to come out from the bedroom presumably doing some finishing touches to her outfit. She had been in there for a fair while but as he had understood over the years, women could take a long time to get ready. Looking down to his Armani wrist watch, the dark haired male gave a sigh as he got up from his seat and stood by the mirror across the mantle piece to adjust look in the mirror adjusting his black bow tie. "Are you nearly ready, honey?"

Gen Five - Yellow

Dusk and Solar Thread

‘Control Illumination’

The Lizard Woman From the Dawn of Time Will Save Us

Alice wasn't quite sure how to feel about being in this hospital. Why, waking up in a strange place was how many a grand adventure began, surely, but this strange place didn't seem like the best place to have exciting adventures, really.

However, there were people all around, and Alice liked meeting new people almost as much as she liked finding new books to read! In all honesty, having people stand in front of her instead of just reading about what they were doing in a book was still a rather novel concept to Alice.