"ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ʀᴜɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴏʜ ɢɪʀʟ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ."
↳ how far are you willing to go for the people you love?
┊͙DREAMSMP X OC┊͙
「 sequel to love and war」
"As the atom bomb locks in. Oh it's you I watch TV with."
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"Austin, get back here!" Ophelia yelled, chasing after her 5 year old brother. It was supper time and she needed to get the little one back to their house. It was another night of Ophelia having to prepare dinner because her father was off at some pub. Maybe Clay would come over and help, he is a year older and better with a stove.
Picking him up and throwing him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, Ophelia carried her crying brother back to the house to clean up. As she entered the threshold she could vaguely hear two men talking, not being able to figure out who it was from her current position she moved closer, putting a hand over Austin's mouth to keep him quiet.
"You should bring them over here, they should meet." A deep voice spoke.
"No, I can't do that. I haven't even told her yet, there's no way I can bring those two over here out of the blue." The other spoke.
"I'm not going to push you on what you should do, but I think it's only right that they meet. They are technically siblings."
"Yeah, I'll think about it."
As the conversation seemed like it was over, Ophelia removed her hand from her brothers mouth and walked forward to see who the men were.
"Niece!"
"Hi! I didn't know you would be here!" She put down Austin and ran over to give her uncle a hug.
"I had to stop by to see my favorite niece, of course."
"I'm your only niece." Ophelia giggled, happy to have company.
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Ophelia woke up, feeling groggy and rubbing her eyes. Feeling around, she noticed that the spot on the bed next to her was empty. Creeping out of the bed, Ophelia started slowly towards the front of the house.
"Will?" She whispered into the darkness, receiving no response.
Grabbing the knife that is strapped to her leg at all times, she walked out the door on a mission to find Wilbur.
"Going hunting?" A sarcastic voice came from behind her. Turning around, there was Wilbur laying on the ground.
"What are you doing out here? You scared me." Relaxing, she returned her knife to its strap and joined him on the ground.
"Couldn't sleep, came out to stargaze. Sorry to worry you."
"Don't apologize, its not your fault I'm paranoid." Leaning back, Ophelia laid staring up at the stars.
"Do you remember when we first properly met?" Wilbur asked.
