07-03-2022, 03:10 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: new times roman; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 2.5px; word-spacing: 1px; line-height: 14px;"]This place did have its consolations.
It had been a whole year since he’d learned of his brother’s death and a whole year since he started to feel a burning distaste for this whole fucking place. He’d blame it on the grief — he had to displace his anger somewhere after all as he was never good at managing his anger on his own. But, it left him reckless, somewhat a nuisance to the higher positions around the lodge. He was mouthy and vulgar, and rarely knew when it was no longer appropriate to blither on indiscreetly. His personality was explosive, incessantly savage in nature as if being a force to be reckoned with was the only way he could cope.
At least, that was how he viewed himself. Monstrous, almost. And maybe this place wasn’t so bad after all. Perhaps all Julian needed was someone to tell him that he wasn’t as horrible as he thought he was, and over the past year he fell effortlessly for someone who turned his fervid energy into something good. Something beautiful. From dating to marriage to their first born, Julian and Emery's love was one that many envied. Whilst baby Mallory napped back at the lodge, the couple decided to go on a well-deserved walk for some quality time together.
❝ You won’t believe what I found. ❞ Julian pointed out as he wandered back over towards Emery, a girl whose brain was as beautiful as her appearance. It was nothing like his uninhibited veneer. No, this was all genuine. She was genuine and much too good for a man like Julian. Chewing on his bottom lip, Julian hesitated before presenting a handful of messily arranged wildflowers for her to take. ❝ For you. ❞ Whilst there were not many things that two people could do for a date around these parts, this seemed more than perfect in Julian’s eyes.
❝ Just you wait… There’s more. ❞ Wagging his brows with amusement, he tried to conceal his cackling as he trotted off nearby, crouching down to pick more flowers along the way. If it made Emery laugh or smile, then that was a success in his eyes. ❝ I know you like the colour orange. There aren't many around but... ❞ Julian pointed out, distracted whilst his gaze lingered for more sight of orange in the sea of wildflowers, pinching the current bunch of flowers between his fingertips.
It had been a whole year since he’d learned of his brother’s death and a whole year since he started to feel a burning distaste for this whole fucking place. He’d blame it on the grief — he had to displace his anger somewhere after all as he was never good at managing his anger on his own. But, it left him reckless, somewhat a nuisance to the higher positions around the lodge. He was mouthy and vulgar, and rarely knew when it was no longer appropriate to blither on indiscreetly. His personality was explosive, incessantly savage in nature as if being a force to be reckoned with was the only way he could cope.
At least, that was how he viewed himself. Monstrous, almost. And maybe this place wasn’t so bad after all. Perhaps all Julian needed was someone to tell him that he wasn’t as horrible as he thought he was, and over the past year he fell effortlessly for someone who turned his fervid energy into something good. Something beautiful. From dating to marriage to their first born, Julian and Emery's love was one that many envied. Whilst baby Mallory napped back at the lodge, the couple decided to go on a well-deserved walk for some quality time together.
❝ You won’t believe what I found. ❞ Julian pointed out as he wandered back over towards Emery, a girl whose brain was as beautiful as her appearance. It was nothing like his uninhibited veneer. No, this was all genuine. She was genuine and much too good for a man like Julian. Chewing on his bottom lip, Julian hesitated before presenting a handful of messily arranged wildflowers for her to take. ❝ For you. ❞ Whilst there were not many things that two people could do for a date around these parts, this seemed more than perfect in Julian’s eyes.
❝ Just you wait… There’s more. ❞ Wagging his brows with amusement, he tried to conceal his cackling as he trotted off nearby, crouching down to pick more flowers along the way. If it made Emery laugh or smile, then that was a success in his eyes. ❝ I know you like the colour orange. There aren't many around but... ❞ Julian pointed out, distracted whilst his gaze lingered for more sight of orange in the sea of wildflowers, pinching the current bunch of flowers between his fingertips.
[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: center; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 0.4px;"]I'VE BEEN IN A RAGE AND I'M HEADED YOUR WAY
[div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: center; font-size: 8pt; margin-top: -5px; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 1.5px;"]WITH THE DEVIL ON MY FUCKING SHOULDER !
[div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: center; font-size: 8pt; margin-top: -5px; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 1.5px;"]WITH THE DEVIL ON MY FUCKING SHOULDER !