“I... how should I say... I'm just not very good dealing with other people.” Nicole shrugged. “I'm slowly getting better at it, but... well, it takes time... and people like Derrick don't help.” She frowned as she remembered the bully, then sighed. “Sometimes... sometimes I wish I could just go to another world where no one knows me and where I can be myself...” She paused as she realized she had said a bit too much. “That sounded weird, didn't it?”
Jackie shrugs. "I've always been a 'go with the flow' kinda guy. Just... haven't flowed towards someone who wants to head in that direction yet." He gives Eve a covert wink as he adds, "Though sometimes they stick around for other reasons."
"No, I-," Ellie pauses, "actually I kinda feel the same way, you know. I want to go somewhere else, to have an adventure."
“Huh, really?” Nicole looked at Ellie in surprise, having not expected that answer. “I guess it's not just me who would like to see new places and meet new people...” She paused briefly, thinking what to say next. “Thanks, Ellie. It's nice to know that it's not just me who has such dreams... and who knows? Maybe one day we'll get to visit a distant land...” She chuckled as she tried to imagine visiting another world for real.
Ellie chuckles with her. "Sounds like fun. For now, you'll have to put up with me." Ellie keeps the conversation going, talking about ideas about dream worlds, until they reach Nicole's home. "Alright, I guess this is where you get off. See ya later, Nicole." Ellie smirks.
“See you later, Ellie! Thanks again for walking with me – it was nice to have someone to talk to! Bye!” Nicole watched Ellie leave, before heading inside. “I'm home!” She called as she entered her house.
"Oh really?" Eve grinned at you, "And what other reasons is that?" The 18 year old's eyes drift lower to inspect the rest of your body behind the desk. Clearly she's thinking that you're suggesting that you have some excellent sexual prowess. Hana doesn't attempt any more covert flirtations for the rest of the night. It's pretty clear from describing a few more dreams that Astrid's are a fair amount more vivid than hers. After making sure that your homework is all set up and done, you say your goodbyes and head home. @Auraicide @moonblack @Tjf While we wait for @Daylan to flirt with his NPC friend, you folks can go ahead and set up whatever home situation fits with your characters. I'm not sure how comfortable I feel establishing them since they're technically part of your backstory.
Back home, it could only be described as what could be expected. What would probably be at least an adequate if not old, apartment at best, had a look that could only be described as "Lived in." It was hardly any surprise given the two responsible for it. Whose fault what was, wasn't really evident, but there was no entertaining the idea they could get their security deposit back. The building would already be somewhat rundown and cheap, but it definitely wasn't helped by their lack of care. It's not as if her brother, had been any better about keeping it clean. It had been cheaper for them to get a place together for the time, but it was more likely, that nobody else could tolerate sharing a space with them for long. As she opened the door, she could spot Dante out on the balcony, lighting up a cigarette. Apparently he had finished up his work...doing....something. He always liked to be vague about it. Regardless, he kept that kind of confident aura....which was very good at misleading people into thinking he was any smarter or more responsible than Astrid. If there was only one real difference, he was more proactive than Astrid was when it came to doing important things, but wasn't really any more wiser about doing them. But he wasn't alone. Taylor. That short haired woman with a stern look. Mature, but at the same time, barely looking much older than her biological son or Astrid, and definitely not any more mature than either of them. Casey always had....a look to her. Some people have described it as cool, others used the word "Mannish.", but despite it, or perhaps, because of it, she didn't seem to have much trouble with guys lining up around her, though by her own admission, she was pretty resolutely, "A fuckin' dyke." As an adoptive parent, she had hardly been the most demanding of Astrid or even her own biological child, and her parenting strategy could mostly be described as just letting them learn on their own. Most would call it irresponsible, though Astrid had always remembered her playing the part of the fun parent, more than the stricter type she could have landed. At least as far as she could lean to one side as a single parent, due to needing to do both parts herself. Regardless, Astrid really couldn't complain, all things considered. As they were busy with heir smoke, and while curious about her adoptive mother's visit, she still decided to wait until the were finished. Astrid began her typical routine of throwing her bag to the couch, and simply plopping down on it to stare at the ceiling, idly flipping through channels, as she waited for them to come back in.
And she would not be completely off the mark. He knows the girls he has fooled around with in the past have certainly never complained about his technique (at least not that he's aware of). As she gives his lean, fit body a once over (and the decently sized tent his pants are pitching) he returns the favor. "Well... if you're free afterwards..."
"Mom! I'm home!" Ellie sighs as she enters her home, a luxurious villa on the edge of town. "I'm getting a beer, want anything from the kitchen?" She calls out, silence the only response. Oh, not just silence... Listening out, she can hear the distinct sounds of moaning upstairs. Sighing again, Ellie takes a beer from the fridge, and as she pops open the lid, she hears the sounds of rumbling on the stairs. Taking a swig, she waves idly at her mother's 'entertainment' for this afternoon: Two incredibly muscular bodybuilders, a stripper with enormous breasts, and a literal dwarf with a foot long cock dangling between his unclad legs. How does that even work, like, anatomically? Ellie thinks idly to herself, waving a tepid goodbye to the group. Heading upstairs into a luxurious lounge, she sees her mother, posing in her seat like an empress. "Hey, honey!" Dana Sheridan beams at her daughter. Ellie takes a swig, disinterested. "Fine, mom." It's not that Ellie hates her mother, she loves her dearly. Plus, the pink haired girl has an innate respect for the woman's accomplishments. A technological genius, Dana had to endure a lot to rise her way up to owning her own tech company, surpassing a lot of barriers imposed upon her by a male-dominated industry. Still, now that the woman has come into her own, Ellie can't help but think that the constant displays of wealth and extravagance are a bit much. "Hey, uh, is the orgy really necessary?" Ellie asks, raising an eyebrow. "The neighbors are going to think we're weirdos, with that lot running out of the house all at once." Dana chuckles. "Come, darling, I've been sitting here for three hours. It would be dreadfully boring posing for a painting without a little performance to watch while I wait." She points to the long haired man across the room, idly painting Dana's portrait. "Mom. You already have twenty portraits of yourse- oh, what's the point?" The pink haired girl shrugs. At least she waited 'till I was eighteen before she started doing all this shit in the house. I mean, I'm kinda slutty myself, but this is insanity. "Alright, I'm going to my room. Bye." Dana, to the painter's dismay, gets up from her seat, moving to follow her daughter. "Hey, honey, is everything alright?" She asks tenderly, and despite everything, Ellie can't deny that her mother loves her. "Yeah, mom, I'm fine. Just tired." She smiles, and finally Dana relents. "Okay, just shout out if you need anything. And come down for dinner. I'll make your favorite!" Ellie nods, and manages to detach herself for the woman, before entering her room and falling down on the bed. God... At least she let me go to a normal school, so my friends aren't weirdos too. (Don't know how I feel about that, but meh, it at least introduces the character)
(This took forever to write because I just could not find the right words. I think I rushed it a bit in the end.) Spoiler: Nicole's Home - Sunset “Welcome home, honey! Dinner's ready! Come eat after you change your clothes!” Came the voice of Nikki's mother from the dining room. “Okay, mom!” Nicole replied and headed upstairs to change. -------- Spoiler: Nicole's Home - Dining Room One trip to her room and one change of clothes later Nicole came down and joined the rest of her family in the dining room. Her sisters were already seated at the table and her mother was just serving the dinner. Spoiler: Pamela - Nicole's mother Spoiler: Jennifer - 2 years older than Nicole Spoiler: Lilian - one year older than Nicole “Hi, mom! Hi, Jenny! Hi, Lily!” Nicole greeted her family as she took her seat. “How was school, honey?” Asked Nicole's mother. “It was fine. We receive some homework that needs to be ready for tomorrow. Apart from that nothing of note happened.” She chose not to mention the bullying, as she did not want to ruin the pleasant atmosphere. “How was everyone's day?” “Your father called. Things are going according to schedule so far.” Replied Pamela. Nicole's father was out of the country due to work and called regularly to check on everyone. “That's good to hear.” Commented Jennifer, Lilian nodding along in agreement. After that the conversation moved on to random topics as the four women ate together... -------- After dinner Nicole returned to her room and took care of her homework, choosing to describe the dream from the previous night, as it was the one she remembered best. Once that was done she resumed playing the H game she had downloaded recently – one that allowed her to play as a futa. Eventually Nicole decided she had made enough progress in the game for one night and went to sleep. (I might change Jennifer's picture, if I find a better one.)
