human {a.i} (ashton&luke)

02

 

                                    ~3rd Person~

 

 

"Are you sure you don't want me to finish helping you unpack?" Luke interrogated. Then made a loud sigh that could quite possibly wake the dead! 

"I'm sure Luke!" Vivan half said half laughed. Luke scoffed and crossed his arms muttering something about how he always gets kicked out when he wants to do something that is his idea of fun.

"Hey! I was just trying to have some fun!" Luke stated, making his way to her front door. 

"Yeah well, breaking thirty dollars worth of glass china is not something that I personally enjoy, Hemmings." Vivan scowled at the pierced lip boy who merely shrugged as if it were no big deal. 

"But are you positive that you don't want me to help anymore?" The blonde headed boy pleade with puppy dog eyes. 

"Positive." 

"Absolutely, Definitely, a hundred percent posit-" Vivan then took his face by her hand and shoved him out of the door. 

She ran her hand through her hair and sighed while looking at the broken shards of glass that adorned the floor. 

"Great." 

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"Ow, ow, ow, OW!" Vivan whispered yelled, while pulling the glass out of her foot. 

'Fuckin' Luke' She muttered to herself. 

After putting a Marvel band aid on her foot, she finished putting all the boxes away and finally relaxed after what seemed like years on a stupid plane.'They didn't even give me salted peanuts! Honestly, what airline doesn't provide salted peanuts?' she ranted to herself in her mind.

Last time she used that place to move into a new house on the other side of the world!

It was almost ten by the time she had finished packing so she figured that she would just go to sleep. After getting her zebra printed PJ bottoms she pulled on a loose Marvel t-shirt. 

 

She woke up startled by a disturbing crash that came from the living room. Shrugging it off by convincing herself that it was probably Luke just arriving home smashed. 'Perfect, another mess for me to clean.' She thought. 

She was about to fall asleep until another crash jolted her out of her skin once again. Muttering to herself how careless Luke was she marched down the old wooden stairs before putting on her old slippers so she would not get cut on glass for the second time that night. 

When she came across the living room she saw nothing out of the ordinary. 

Until she turned around. 

 

 

"What the fuck?!" 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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