Hi! I'm sorry for making you wait so long; I totally underestimated the tone of work I would get at the university T_T
Sadly, English is not my subject (I'm sure you could tell) I'm currently working on the History of Europe during the 19th century (maybe I'll write a story with such context, one day :')…)
So, as you can see, I don't speak or write English very well, I'm trying my best to improve, I'm sorry for everything, I don't mean to butcher your language
Thank you for the reviews and the following, it really encourages me! Thank you for reading my story!
Natsu had left and her father wouldn't be home before eleven. Her father after cumulating multiple job since they lost everything, had found a pretty stable job at a small bank. At first, no one had wanted to deal with him, after all, he had been culprit of embezzlement, who would be comfortable with him managing money? But Virginia (or Virgo for friends), knew the boss personally, and she was quite convincing.
He was great at managing money; he knew best when to invest. The boss took him half-heartedly, as he didn't want to get on Virgo's bad side.
So, her father got his stable little job at the bank on the other side of the town, it was fine, he was doing the back-office job, his name was never mentioned which was ok with him.
After his day at the bank, at six, he would go to his second job, he was a cashier in a minimarket outside of the village, till eleven at night. He would of course put on a weird wig and a fake mustache. Being recognized would only bring trouble upon himself and his daughter.
For Lucy, it meant solitude and calm till eleven. She could cook, put on music or much better take a small bath -she wouldn't even fill half the tub-, it was for the love of soaking up and resting for hours.
The Map Love notification brought her back to reality. She had totally ignored BlueMohawk this morning, and forgot about ThunderGod, Natsu was so handful sometimes.
Constellationist is online.
BlueMohawk : I can't believe you're upset because he didn't send you a message :p (07:27 AM)
BlueMohawk : No, really. You're pissed? (07:29 AM)
BlueMohawk : Are you ignoring me ? (07:29 AM)
BlueMohawk : I may have told Thundergod about that…Oops…Sorry not sorry. :p (07:30 AM)
BlueMohawk : You're back ! (06:48 PM)
Constellationist : What have you done ? (Screeching in real life, Thundergod was a proud man with a lot of women running after his so muscular ass, what was he going to think?! She was not that desperate!)
Her heart was pounding, and her hand were sweating, this was so embarrassing. She couldn't even check his profile without even him getting a notification! At least, he had yet to block her.
With a trembling finger; the blonde opened the conversation with BlueMohawk friend.
Constellationist is online.
ThunderGod : You know what you would look really beautiful in? (07:31 AM)
ThunderGod : My arms. (07:31 AM)
ThunderGod : I ought to complain to Spotify for you not being names this week's hottest single. (07:39 AM)
ThunderGod : Hope you're having a great day. (02:02 PM)
ThunderGod : I was going to call you beautiful, but then I realized I don't have your number yet. (04:59 PM)
She sighed, ThunderGod didn't seem upset, and was still sending her his cheesy pickup lines, so he must be fine, and not annoyed at all by her sixteenish behavior.
Constellationist : Sorry, I don't have internet on my phone, I took the cheapest phone package. I didn't mean to ignore you all day (though I would totally have done it with such awful pick up lines.)
ThunderGod : No problem, Bickslow just said you were upset because I didn't send you a message this morning
Constellationist : Bickslow ? (she was totally trying to change subject)
ThunderGod : BlueMohawk ? His name is Bickslow