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 [Private][301] Peanut Butter Wallet Time

[Private][301] Peanut Butter Wallet Time

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[Private][301] Peanut Butter Wallet Time

Monday West |

Posted on Wed Oct 22, 2014 1:31 pm


Monday and Tom's outfits


Tom’s favourite toy, ‘Terry’, that he constantly carries round with him


Time: Late morning


Tom was already out of the car and practically at the front door by the time I’d got out of the car, but I could only smile through my warnings to wait. He was excited to go to Logan’s. Logan’s daughter might have been younger than Tom, but she was the same age as one of his cousins back in England and I’d deduced that was why he liked her so much, and why he was so excited. That and he seemed to like Logan too.

Quote Begin Hey, wait. Quote End  I called again, and Tom slowed to a creeping walk, looking back and waiting for me to catch up before bounding alongside my strides to the door. His arms were hugged around his rucksack that’d he’d insisted on stuffing full of toys he needed to bring, but he managed to hug it to his body with one hand when he looked up to me.  Quote Begin Can I knock? Quote End  he asked in a small voice, practically shaking with trying to contain his excitement.

I nodded and he thumped at the door with his fist as hard as he could, swinging his bag between his hands as we waited.

Quote Begin Hey, Quote End  I greeted Logan when he opened the door. I moved to step inside but was beaten to it by Tom, who grinned at Logan before slipping past him into the house, the packed rucksack knocking against Logan's legs.  Quote Begin Hey, shoes! Quote End  I called after, but received no response.  Quote Begin Kids, huh? Quote End  I grinned, pushing a hand through my hair as I finally stepped in.  Quote Begin How are you? Quote End

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Logan Milo Byrne | Human; Citizen

Posted on Sun Oct 26, 2014 10:37 am

SHIT, I didn't have time to look out the window and see who it was knocking on the door. Did I have something planned today? I thought I did but I wasn't fucking sure and I was starting to panic that it was Christina showing up unannounced. I rolled out of bed as quickly as I could and stubbed my toe on my night stand. Fuck, out the back now! I yelled to the woman in my bed, a woman I had forgotten the name of. Or maybe I didn't get it in the first place? Shit I didn't remember. ''What are you freakin' out about?'' She mumbled half asleep and I struggled to get my pants on. My girlfriend is at the front fucking door right now! I whispered loudly and she rolled out of bed faster than I did. Hell she even had her clothes on before I did but I was struggling with my zipper which was probably why I was behind in the race.

''Call me!'' She said before running out of my room and straight towards the back yard. I paused what I was doing to stick my head out of my doorway and watched as that bitch straight scaled the fence in the back yard like a spider monkey. Holy fucking shit that was badass, I think I'm in love. Oh right, the door! I pulled a shirt over my head and quickly opened the front door with a smile. Wait... Monday? OH FUCK, I had completely forgotten about the thing, the thing with the kids thing. I tried to hide my shock as Tom rushed past me. What the fuck happened to Monday's head? Did he dip his head into an emo convention? Shit man, I could just picture him pulling his head out of the entrance and it coming out like that. Fucking tragic man.

Ah don't even worry about it. I can't keep this place clean with Penny anyway. Not that it was clean before she arrived, but I wasn't about to admit that. I'm uh... hunkydory man. How are you? I closed the door behind him and walked past him to pick up a bra that was draped over the couch and hid it behind my back. When he wasn't looking I tossed it into my room and closed the door. You want something to drink man? Water? Soda? Beer? We have everything.

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Monday West |

Posted on Tue Oct 28, 2014 2:49 pm

I stepped inside, shrugging my coat off. Quote Begin Soda’s good, Quote End I said, looking for somewhere to put my coat. I walked over to the sofa, carefully avoiding a doll on the floor, and draped my coat over the arm of the sofa. As I did I couldn’t help notice the wonky cushion tucked in the corner and straightened it up. A bright piece of red fabric slipped out near one of the corners and I reached for it, fully expecting it to be a doll’s dress. Instead when I tugged at the material my eyes were met with a thong.

I stared at the material and quickly lowered it, glancing up to Logan and hoping he hadn’t seen. Quote Begin Oh, soda’s great. Quote End  I started talking, scanning the room before pulling the cushion forward and putting the thong back behind it. It wasn’t the fact that it was a  thong that bothered me – I’d grown up in a household with three women so seeing a pair of knickers was nothing. It was more the fact I thought Logan had a girlfriend.. or some sort of steady female partner, whatever he’d call it, and him catching me holding her underwear felt strangely wrong and different to if it’d just been a hook up.

Quote Begin I’ve been fine too, really. Just tired but I think I’ll have to get used to it. Quote End I followed Logan over into the kitchen, looking around as I walked but there was no sight of the kids.  Quote Begin Tom's running circles round me, but I pretty much expected that. I just didn't expect him to have so much energy... Quote End  I smiled, but it was tired. I was tired. Looking after Tom again had been my dream since I’d split with Sarah and although I loved it, it had taken over my life and the easy ride I’d had living with Edie before was long gone.  Quote Begin How long’ve you been looking after Penny? Quote End  I asked, forgetting about the kids and their suspicious quiet as I made small talk.

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Logan Milo Byrne | Human; Citizen

Posted on Wed Oct 29, 2014 1:40 pm

Where the fuck was Melissa anyway? Wasn't she supposed to be watching Penny. Damn that woman was such a damned hypocrite. Soda, comin' right up. I grinned and marched towards the fridge to grab two cans of Pepsi. I know the feeling man. It's like any energy you should have is completely absorbed by the kid. So they have all of their energy plus yours. It doesn't get any easier either. It was all about adapting. Maybe I should have told him it would get easier but I wasn't a damn liar.

I handed him the drink, and opened my mouth to reply when I noticed something. You hear that? It was quiet, too quiet. Hold that thought. I slipped past him and went straight for Penny's room. I slowly opened the door and saw Melissa laying completely asleep on Penny's bed and the kids... Penny had a sharpie, where she got it I had no fucking clue until I saw Melissa's purse dumped out in the middle of the floor. They weren't even doing it right, they weren't drawing Hitler mustaches on her, or writing ''loser'' on her forehead. They were just coloring on her face. Her forehead was almost completely black and I struggled to keep from laughing.

I stood there for a moment, not really wanting to stop them because Melissa deserved it. Once I was satisfied with their work I cleared my throat. What're you doing? My voice had deepened, loud enough to wake Melissa from her sleep and the kids went from looking terrified like they were going to get into trouble, straight to trying to hide their giggles. She rolled out of bed half asleep, and I placed my hand over my mouth, trying to keep from laughing myself.

I finally got it together and straightened my face. Give me the marker, now Penny. I said firmly and she rushed to slap it in my hand before running back to bounce on her bed. My kid was a fucking hellion. Melissa stepped past me to head towards the bathroom and I just waited. Leave this door open. I said to the kids before moving to the couch. A few months. I didn't even know she existed until her mom showed up at the door and dropped her off. I had just long enough to answer his question when I heard a scream from the behind the closed bathroom door. Good timing.

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Monday West |

Posted on Thu Oct 30, 2014 4:49 pm

I paused, nodding at Logan because when I thought about it and noticed the silence it really was too quiet. I took a sip of my soda and put it down on the table but didn’t follow him at first. I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to or if by following him further into the house I might be invading privacy, so I held back a minute. But the silence ticked on and my curiosity got the better of me and I quickly followed where Logan had gone off to. As I was making my way down the hall a woman brushed passed me, but she hardly seemed to notice I was there.

My trip to the bedroom was saved when Logan backtracked to the couch.  Quote Begin That must’ve been hard… Quote End  More difficult than bringing up a kid when I’d barely even been a kid myself even. I glanced back to the bedroom.  Quote Begin What were they up to? Quote End  I asked Logan. I grabbed my drink and joined him, noticing Tom and Penny peeking out of the bedroom as if waiting for something, sending Tom a quizzical look only for them both to duck back out of view.

And then there was the scream.

Before I could ask if the woman was alright, she’d stomped back into the room, steam practically coming out her ears. Quote Begin LOGAAN!! Quote End She screamed. And oh my god – her face. Her forehead had nearly completely been coloured in and it looked.. horrendous, but also absolutely hilarious. I covered my mouth with my hand and hoped to god it wasn’t Tom that did that. But out of the corner of my eye I could see the kids peeking round the corner of Penny’s bedroom door and I got the feeling I wasn’t so lucky. Where had Tom even gotten the idea from?

Quote Begin I’m so sorry if Tom did that.. I, uh… Quote End  I tried to stop the grin from appearing back on my face and had to clear my throat a couple of time.  Quote Begin I’ll.. talk to him later.. Quote End  I finished. God, it wouldn’t have been so bad if she didn’t look so ridiculous. The fact the woman looked angry just made it worse.   Quote Begin Will it just wash off after a few tries? Quote End  I tried, hoping my smile looked hopeful rather than mocking, but it faded completely when she switched her glare from Logan to me.  Quote Begin …maybe not.. Quote End  I finished, looking away and avoiding eye contact, taking a sip of soda. Yep, annoying an already angry woman who had a laughable appearance was worse than poking a bear with a stick. Though I still couldn’t help glancing to Logan with a smirk.

Quote Begin If you can’t take me seriously or CONTROL YOUR CHILDREN, I’m going out! Quote End  The woman shouted at us, walking out the door without even grabbing anything.

Quote Begin When do you think she’s gonna realise going out means more people are going to see her like that? Quote End  I asked Logan, trying not to laugh at the picture of her walking down the street with black scribble on her face.

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