This will take place a bit before meeting striker via the actual episodes and will continue on past the episode that was already passed. Therefore everything that happens after said chapter/episode pasts will be complete non "cannon". There may be f...
Striker finally reaches the home, often looking down at you asleep in his arms. The feelings were not mutual, he saw you as a distraction while you saw him as more of a "friend". He proceeds to carry you to your room, laying you down on your bed, he takes your boots off, not for you but so you don't get Joe and Lins bedding dirty. He catches a glance at the blood splatter on your boots, he grazes his hand over it, the blood being wet in a few places.
—— "What has this little lady been gettin herself into..." I say to myself, looking at her figure completely passed out on the bed, when I go to put the boots down a lighter and a pack of "cigarettes" fall from one of them. I chuckle to myself and grab them both, setting them on her dresser. Pulling out a cigarette of my own I light it with her lighter, taking a drag of it. "Darlin' you best just stay outta my way, this won't end good for ya." I tell her, of course no response she was asleep. "Tch." I turn to walk to my own room, preparing myself for tomorrows work.
—— You wake up groggy, head feeling foggy still as you slowly sit up and yawn. You feel disgusting, you get up and go to your dresser noticing your boots and your "cigarettes", an annoyed sigh escaping your lips. Opening your drawer to grab clean clothes, you grab an outfit
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Similar to this but your boots are black and you do not own a hat. You grab a clean bra and underwear and head for the shower, luckily you have one in your room. Turning on the warm water you strip out of the filth you were wearing. Stepping in the shower letting the warm water hit your skin. Your mind racing, 'why did he help me', 'im not worth helping', 'control yourself or kill yourself'. You start crying, sliding down the shower wall. —— Finally finishing your shower, you come out the mirror too foggy to see yourself, you just dry your hair partially with a towel, your (wave or curl pattern, if straight hair ignore this) showing, you loved your hair. You quickly get dressed, and walk out of the bathroom the steam emitting into the room. Sliding your boots on and grabbing your phone you speed walk downstairs. Strikers door is still closed so he may still be asleep.
Lin is in the kitchen preparing for tomorrows festive. She turns to see you, greeting you "Sleep well Y/N? Striker said you had fallen asleep at the stables after tending to some of the horses." Lin smiles at you. "Oh yeah, much better today, what do you want me to do today?" You smile back walking over to Lin to reveal Striker in the kitchen as well cutting up some of the vegetables. You pause as a small blush appears on your face, shaking it off Lin replies, "well the harvest moon festival is tomorrow, so we gotta set up booths for those coming, and were gonna set the stage for the announcements." Putting a hand on her hip, "Sounds easy enough, I uh think I'm gonna get started now-" you begin but Lin stops you, "Now hold on, Striker here is gonna go on and start for ya, Millie and her friends are gonna be here any minute so were gonna go and greet them." Lin grabs your hand and starts to drag you outside. Your mouth ajar and you mouth to Striker 'Help me', he just rolls his eyes and lets out a chuckle, before washing his hands to start outside.
You reluctantly follow Lin and see Joe already waiting by the gate, seeing a van slowly pulling in with a logo IMP, on the side of it. Before you could register the situation in your head Millie was already running to Joe and Lin, hugging them, the others soon step out. Two being other imps and one being a hellhound. You awkwardly stand there until the introductions between the others finish, Millies eyes snap at you and she starts jumping up and down.
