Parking. Stumbling. Smoking. Almost a nightly routine with her. She swayed slightly as she walked up to the front of the path towards her front door. It was illuminated by hanging lamps, made of steel and beach glass. The full moon shone so brightly it made the lamps dim, in it's wake. Fumbling for her house keys, shethe inally managed to! get inside. Throwing her bag onto a couch, as she slapped the wall as gracefully as she could to turn a light on. As it finally clicked, and the light blinded her eyes a bit, she made her way to the kitchen - grabbing an old bottle of unopened wine and a sparkling glass cup.
She flopped onto the couch next to her bag, pouring herself a hefty amount, then setting the bottle on the oak coffee table. Her livingroom was quite large - two couches, a few comfy greek-styled chairs some ottomans, a television, and flowers. Tall windows, obscured by creamy off-white curtains heading and connecting to the kitchen, then the deck out the back.
She pulled her sore shoes off her even more irritating tired feet. She winced slightly at the pain, then downed more wine. Working two jobs every so often, took a toll on her. The second job wasn't the easiest one, but it paid good money. The only problem was her, flamboyant, egotistical, childish, perverted boss. But it didn't mean she didn't like the guy, he just called out of the blue sometimes. She groaned, pouring herself another glass, in a cheap attempt to relax.
She hated people, er...to be more specific, she hated being around them too much. She had friends, sure, but she didn't like getting too close to others. After taking on the second job again, she often wondered if she should get roomates so she wouldnt have to spend any money on bills and crap. After a month of considerstion she found herself agreeing to let two people live with her.
Two bottles, many glasses, and half a pack of cigarettes, she heard a loud knock on her door. 'Who the fuck...2a.m. really?' She grumbled to herself, as she shimmyed off the couch, glass in hand. Approaching the door and opening it, she was met face to face(in her case face to chest) with two broad chested men. One, the blonde, looked bored with half-lidded eyes and a small hint of amusrment. The other, wavy long black hair, freckles, and a cheeky grin. 'oh god, really? '
She motioned for the two to come in, after a long scrutinizing stare. The nodded, and followed her into the house. She was about to flop back onto her couch, but she paused turning to look over her shoulder. "Drinks? You two look like you've had a long trip. Just sit anywhere, except by my stuff, make yourselves comfortable. Do you have any particular preference ? " she asked, setting her glass down on the oak table.
The blonde smirked slightly, "Sake." The freckled dude grinned, "Rum!" Their host laughed, "Well you're in luck." Was all she said before disappearing into the dimly lit kitchen. A few minutes passed, before she returned with a large clay gourd, and an unlabeled medium sized bottle. Handing them each their respective bottled before opening a small door pulling out the appropriate drinking glasses for them.
"This rum is dammed delicious! Oh! I'm Ace, by the way. He's, Marco. " the freckle-faced man shouted ecstatically. "Nice to meet you both. You Can call me, Fu~" she stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "Honestly I wasn't expecting anyone until tomorrow... but don't think too much about it. I just got home. Let me show you to the rooms." She paused waiting for the two to follow her. " There's a bathroom downstairs, but there's no shower in it. There's another one across the hall from the rooms you'll be staying in, with a shower, and jet bath. Ace- you get the room on the right. Marco - you get the one on the left. If you have any questions let me know. I have a private bathroom in my room, so I won't be getting in your way."
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Marcos room had a large circle bed, adorned with plush pillows, a fox fur blanket that was spread over the soft silk cerulean blue and lavender sheets. Fancy looking couch in the corner behind a coffee table. A medium sized walk-in closet, a floor length mirror, and two tall either windows on both sides of a curtain obscured glass door that led out to a small patio, with two chairs and a small table on it.
Aces' room was pretty similar. The furniture placement was different however. Instead of a large circle bed, it was a black overly-large fluffy chemise-styled bed. Deep purple silken sheets, gold plush pillows, and a similar matching fox fur nlanet. A patio obscured by curtains, a desk near the walk-in closet . Fancy looking couch with a side table and a small chair with an ottoman.
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Fu left them to their unpacking to go take a much needed piss. She found a half smoked joint on her way out of her room- happily lighting it. She walked down the hall(staggering, more like it) . She poked her head into Aces room, and lo and behold, it already looked lived in. Fu giggled to herself seeing him already passed out on a small pile of clothes on the bed. The wind blowing in through the opened patio doors. She smiled to herself as she closed the door quietly.
Peeking into the blondes room, but she didnt see anyone. Shrugging, she left closing the door, and head back downstairs. She sucked down the thick off-white smoke from the joint as she swirles the settled wine in her previously abandoned glass. She scowled slightly, at the glass before putting it down and heading towards the kitchen for a beer.
Grabbing a six pack she made her way out onto the back deck, dropped the beer on the table, and got comfy in her favourite wicker chair. She snuffed out the joint as she cracked open the brew. Pulling out a stoge and bringing it to her lips, as she was about to light it, footsteps descending from the stairs startled her. Breaking her focus away from the smoke, she looked over her shoulder to find the blonde man, Marco giving her a half-lidded lopsided smile. Sake gourd present in his hand.
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Joining Fu on the deck, he sat adjacent to her, in a similar looking chair, looking over at her as she nursed her almost-gone beer. "Hey. Thought you'd be sleeping too, like your friend upstairs." she stated, cracking another beer. Marco chuckled, tsking a large gulp of sake. "Narcolepsy. Ace has narcolepsy, he cant control it. It happens randomly. Poor guy." He chuckled "Did he at least make it into bed?" He questioned. Fu smiled and nodded, in reply. "So hows the sake?" She asked quizzically. "Delicious." He replies smiling. "That rum...it smelled good too. What kind is it? There was no label." Fu chuckled, before guzzling down the remainder of the brew. "Made it myself...out of sugarcane. My old..boss taught me how to make it." She shrugged. Marco cocked up an eyebrow questionably at her response.
"So what the hell brought you to this neck of the woods? The closest city is twenty minutes away. Theres not much to do on this side, in terms of crazy fun. In the city yeah...but not here..." she laughed halfheartedly. He paused and amseered her question with one of his own. "Well, what do you do for fun then mm?'
Fu laughed, " I make my own rum of course. I..own a bar in the city, so I like to make my own micro-brew and rum in my spare time. But...I usually go to the beach, the ocean helps me clear my head. I Can also collect beach glass, shells, and sandollars- or whatever cool things was up. I assume you were in the bathroom earlier, correct?" She asked, and he nodded. "I hand picked all those sandollars myself, and had them fitted into the walls, when I remodeled the place."
Taking another large gulp, Marco got a dreamy look in his eyes, before saying anything. "Ah~ that sounds quite nice..." his voice trailed off, before he caught himself staring into the wing of the milky way. "I-er, well we both came here to find a...relaxing place to live for awhile. We lived in a crazy city before here, but it got hectic and we wanted a break. Ace also waneed to let his brother be more independent for awhile. He's about to grad high school soon too." He paused again, taking another swig. "So Ace thought it was perfect timing really. Seeing as how he's almost an adult now. He was really sad to see him leave, but with his...crazy group of friends, he probably won't even notice. Haha." He looked over at Fu, smiling, "His kid brother gets into trouble fairly often, but he's not a bad kid. He's got a heart of gold, and the energy to match. "
Fu smiled cracking her third beer. "He sounds adorable ~" she giggled, letting the alcohol finally take effect. "Do you think he'd come visit? I mean to see you two? Of course I'd love to meet him, he sounds like he knows how to have fun." MarCo scratched the stubble on his chin, closing his eyes. " Dunno...that kid is a free spirit. Goes where the wind takes him, same with those friends of his. Ha. Feared. You'd probably like him a lot. He loves the ocean too..." his oice trailed off again.
Interesting..I know how he feels..." she replied with a halfassed laugh. "But, what about you? " she pried. His eyes widended at her statememt. Marco sighed, with that dreamy look once again in his eye. "Honestly?...I'm not quite sure, for now..though..i want to be close to the ocean. It..calms me." He grinned.
Fu smiled sweetly looking over at him. "So what do you plan on doing here? Find a job?" She asked lighting a cigarette. " No, well I have a job...it boring, but i can work from anywhere i am. But i was thinking about getting something, to pass my boredom, that doesnt have to do with crunching numbers." He shrugged taking a swig. "Perfect!" Fu exclaimed loudly. " I nees someone, and if Ace is up to it, I could use him too. Would you be willing to help me out at my bar? I mean if you want. I won't force you." She paused taking a long drag," the last douche bag I hired just flirted with chicks and even some dudes. Not to mention he drank heavily on the clock. I have muscles, but I still need help lifting and carrying shit, y's know." She gave his physique a good once-over, and smiled.
You're attractive..and you look strong.." she chuckled with a wink. Marco laughed, " You think I'm attractive? " he smirked slyly, making her blush and inwardly face-palm herself. "No! ...I mean, yeah, but...not..fuck you man." She replied, clearly embarrassed. Marco laughed loudly, gulping down the sweet liquid. "I'm teasing, but thanks for the compliment. And sure, I'd love to help." He replied with a smirk and a wink in her direction.
'Damn him. Damn the booze. Dammit all'