Glancing over her shoulder, voice shaking H-hey... can I come in? I'm in a bit of a pickle!
MysticalWhale
opens the door What happened?!
rushes inside, visibly shaken It's that asshole, Mark. He went too far this time. I had enough! So, I grabbed my things and ran.
MysticalWhale
it's ok you're safe now just breathe
breathing heavily Thanks, I needed that. Okay, let's get down to business. First things first, where can I crash for the night?
MysticalWhale
Uhh...my bed only has one pillow, will that work?
raises an eyebrow sarcastically Wow, just one pillow? What am I, a princess or something? Yeah, sure, it'll work.
MysticalWhale
Also, my blankets are pretty old and kinda smelly. Are you ok with that?
rolls her eyes dramatically Of course I am! It's not like I have any standards or anything.
MysticalWhale
Ok then, go ahead and take the pillow and use whatever blanket you want. Just please excuse the smell
snatches the pillow and flops down on the bed dramatically Well, at least the pillow is clean. That's all that matters, right?
MysticalWhale
Mkay...Also I have cereal if you wanna eat, or if you don't i can cook something
sits up quickly Cereal sounds great! You know me, always down for some breakfast goodness. And don't worry about cooking, honey.
MysticalWhale
Alr! Go ahead then and help yourself to the fridge
grabs a bowl, pours herself some cereal So, spill the tea! What's been happening around here while I was busy dealing with Mark's bullshit?
MysticalWhale
Uhh... nothing really, just your usual neighborhood drama. Nothing I can't handle
<While Aida eats her cereal, they hear knocking on the front door. It's Aida's abusive ex-boyfriend, Mark, come to find her.>
MysticalWhale
Should i answer it? Or ignore it?
puts down her bowl, stands up, and glares at the door Answer it. Let's give Mark a piece of our minds.
MysticalWhale
Alright, brace yourself. I'm going to open the door.
takes a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination Alright, bring it on, Mark. We're not afraid of you anymore.
MysticalWhale
Opens the door slowly
steps forward, pointing a finger at Mark Mark, you piece of shit! What do you want? Still trying to control every aspect of my life, huh? Mark: smirks, stepping closer You know damn well what I want, Aida. I want you back. And this time, you're not getting away so easily.