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          “—Yuma!”

          There was rarely a time where Astral wasn’t, in some way, happy for his roommate’s return. This time he was ecstatic, happy to share the warm, comforting scent of vanilla with the other. He’d gotten quite a few, though not all were lit...he’d run out of room.

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It had been a long day, and their teachers seemed more uptight than they usually did. What was with all the back to back tests and lectures? That didn’t matter now. What mattered was getting to her usually studying spot before going home. Her family always knew if she didn’t come home right after she was at her not so secret spot. Really all it was, was an old jungle gym that kids never climbed on anymore, and she would just climb up and nestle into. 

Digging out her phone the sent Yuma a quick message with the little ‘speak to message’ system. She knew how he liked to procrastinate on his schoolwork, so this time she had a secret weapon of a motivator in her backpack. 

[[Message: Hey! Meet me at the old jungle gym, you need to study for tomorrow. Before you say you will do it later, I brought study food but you have to come here to get it. ]]

“Terry, Ben! I am going to pulverize you once I find you, you heathens!” Char yelled out to her hiding brother. The twins had apparently felt like messing with their younger sister, one taking her cane, the other taking the dog for a ‘walk’ so the other could get away with it. Now, she looked like a complete moron trying to find her brother, running into almost everything. 

“The minute I find you, you are going to wish you and Ben had messed with Dylan instead!” She attempted a threat, but she knew the twins never took them seriously. So in all reality, it was kind of a waste of breath but at least she tried! In the midst of her walking, a little trash bot just doing it’s duty went to grab some litter on the ground, right in her path. Obviously not knowing it was there, her ankle caught the poor bots arm, causing her to hit the ground with a small thud and a quiet groan. 

                 (🐱)┊ ❝ —hasn’t anyone told you it’s dangerous to be on your own ? Especially when we rule in a night like this. ❞ HE MURMURED almost as if lowering his tone just to creep him out. Leather claws purposely pressing down on the pumpkin hat to cover yuma’s vision, but only for a mere second or three before releasing his grip. Beaming a smile as he crouched to the duelist’s eye level, preparing to see the look on his face. ( it ought to be priceless and he didn’t want to miss it ! ) 

// boi don’t think he won’t be collecting every bit of that debt sometime in the future either just sayin

by the end of the year, yuuma will own more icecream trucks than he’ll know what to do with. and mysteriously all the icecream trucks in heartland will have disappeared