#warcoms

“Is there something I can help you with?” she asked, neatly placing the various worksheets on her desk into a folder. Between school and training, she barely had time to breathe or even think these days. Sherry ran a hand through her messy blonde hair, sighing. She’d been trying to grow it out for a while now, but she worried it made her look too much like her mother these days. “Sorry, I just… Mr. Simmons is strict with Carwyn and I. I have to be in bed in a couple of hours, and… I don’t really like to spend my free time rehashing the past. But if you have something specific you’d like to discuss, go for it!”

( #WARCOMS )          //            private    +    selective original character   ██████  ██████  aka    “ SLUSH  ”     enlisted by faye. ( she/her, 21+ )

       nothing about this was an ideal situation for her. for one she had a job interview waiting for her on the other side of the world and two she was forced to share a room with a stranger. it left her mind wandering a bit too much - what if he was a modern day ted bundy and the airport set it up perfectly for her to be his new victim. shaking those negative thoughts from her mind, she opened the door to their new room and immediately noticed it had one bed - of course. “listen, i can take the floor. i really don’t mind. i know it has been a long day for the both us.”

         was it fair of her to show up on his doorstep like this, absolutely not, but she refused to let that stop her. sure it seemed selfish to come here and reveal the truth after all these years to put her own mind at peace but he deserved to know it as well. finding that courage to knock on his door, she finally did and took a step back to wait for his answer. knowing that this conversation could end worse than their break up did left her heart feeling very uneasy. as the door swung open, he looked about as terrified as she felt. “hi,” her voice soft. “can i come in? i need to talk to you.”

“  so ,  uh ...  i  might  have  done  something  bad .  ”   not  the  greatest  start  by  any  means ,  but  moses  isn’t  actually  great  at  confessing  to  possible   (  probable ,  almost  definite  )   crimes .   “  on  the  job ,  i  mean .  and  i  totally  understand  if  you  don’t  want  to  hear  this ,  but  i  just  ——  need  someone  to  talk  to .  ”

   with the new year coming in quickly, buck was struggling to carry everything in his hands. he had made a stop on the way to eddie’s house to buy any essentials to bring in the new year. including chips, dips, fancy wine, desserts, and things of that nature. plus a few board games that they could try out with chris. all the bags gathered onto his hands, he gave a soft knock on the door as he waited for someone to answer. “can you hurry ?? i feel like i’m going to drop everything.” he announced with a laugh.

   “jasko ?? babe ?? are you home ??” her voice echoed throughout the home, wondering why she hadn’t seen a mess of clothes on the ground like normal. considering he left work a few hours earlier than her and that was always the first thing he did once coming through the door - stripping himself of his work clothes and changing into something more comfortable. walking further into the apartment, her eyebrow raised when there was still no response. “seriously, jasko. where are you ??” she announced once more.

“ be honest . did you ever really love me , hm ? or was i just someone you could use like a toy whenever you pleased ? was i just a fucking barbie doll to you ? “