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Cooking up some random stories about my fictional wives and the reader :3
This is a one-shot book that is mainly manifested out of my daydreams or songs that i list...
ACE'S BIRTHDAY IS ON MONDAY AND HE GETS A NEW CARD AND HE LOOKS SO CUTE WITH HIS BEDHEAD AHAAHHH
this was inspired by a snippet of dialogue i saw him say and i think he said something along the lines of "so I can ask for anything on my birthday with no consequences, right??"
I haven't read the vignettes obvi since the event comes out tmr, so i'm sorta making my own story here. Sorry that it's not longer, don't have much motiv and i got the fucking flu today??? well not today cuz apparently ive had this shit for two weeks and didn't notice
also i'm not entirely sure when classes start, so we're just gonna say the first one starts at 8:15AM :3
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"7:30AM" read the blaring clock beside me, earning a low grumble that vibrated in my chest. Reaching over, I lazily dragged my hand around the nightstand in search for the rather loud device, my nose buried in my pillow. It took me a hot second to actually find it, slamming my fist against the buttons on the top, eventually getting the noise to cease.
Rolling over, I dry-washed my face with my hands as my cat for a roommate stretched his limbs, his little beans kneading at the sheets of the bed. With a yawn, he sat up before speaking to me. "Y'know, if ya plan on beating the damn thing, why not just throw it out?" he asked sarcastically.
Letting a hand curl up into a fist, I brought it to my droopy eyes and rubbed the area, hoping to see clearer. "'Cuz if I do, I won't wake up 'till the next century." I replied, throwing my legs over the side of the bed and feeling the blood rush to my feet with a tingling sensation that showed my legs were still asleep until now.
Grim rolled his eyes, hopping off the bed and moving to exit the room on all fours- something you'd rarely see unless he was feeling dead tired. "Yeah, yeah, whatev." he muttered. I stood as well, my arms reaching for the ceiling before falling again to follow behind the gray cat.
"You know what today is, right?" I asked, heading for the kitchen when we made it to the lounge. Grim answered with an uninterested look on his face. "The headmage's funeral?" he said, drawing out a snicker from me. "No, kitty. It's Ace's birthday." I chuckled, serving him some leftover soba from the day before on an ornate plate.
It's been quite some time since we were stuck into this hell of a haunted house for a dorm, but within that time we've managed to fix it up and buy some nice things in the process, including the decorated and elaborated cherry pie I "commissioned" from Trey.
It was covered in white and red frosting, one large heart around the upper-left part of the pie, and a smaller one around the lower-right part with "Ace O' Hearts" written over them. The sides were laced with linked hearts that looped beautifully, and sat comfortably in a black box, the top of it being transparent.
"Ugh. So we have to actually be nice to him today?" he complained. I nodded with a smile, stealing a bite of his soba before climbing the stairs to get started with my morning routine. "Lame, right?" I joked.
