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How would he ever believe this miserable gesture was completely accidental, and also completely unwilling—? That it was merely her stubborn and unresponding body giving her the hard path? His first impression of her would forever be— this spoiled, blind girl who probably was on her period —- good, good.

                                     N O T  good.

God, she had to apologize properly, he seemed sweet- he’d even turned the catastrophic events into a subtle quip. Which tilted the corner of her lips fondly. Thanks for making up to my inadequacy and overbearing clumsiness.

       ❛ Yeeeeeeah, I hate maths. But uhm, are you sure I didn’t          like make a super painful crater in your chest?                                                                        My…fist…kinda slipped… ❜

Her hands were already palpating what she believe was the pained area. She didn’t graze against anything abnormal—- not anything crater-abnormal. But she’d imagined him, a bit less muscled, a bit less broad. A bit less huge… 

Now she wondered where her language had gone and she wanted to snap her teeth shut on such villainous tongue. Make it pay for stuttering and slurring her words. She tried again. 

                ❛ So… I don’t really know what happened but as soon              as I got here my language threw itself out the window                     and I just casually punched your chest—-?               I never punched anyone before, this is like, my first.                    I don’t know if you should be glad about that but—-                         let’s just forget it ever happened and then                                           I’m okay with you being my aid. ❜ 

Only for the divine accent, oh yes sir, the accent. Thick, hilarious, cute, refreshing. She knew she’d choose someone with an accent or else her mind would trail off at explanations. It was done now, her stress progressively vanishing. Anna took a monumental breath and slumped her shoulder forward, a pleased sigh quitting her lips. Her mind was blank of questions for him—- his interests probably wouldn’t interfere with his profession and neither would hers. She hoped her parents would return promptly. They didn’t. 

                             ❛ I still can’t believe I punched you… ❜ 

Well this was just golden. Carrying on a conversation, trying to make a good impression and his perspective employer  -though her parents would be paying the ginger in front of him was technically his employer- just...punched him in the chest. Blimey this was awkward. It didn't hurt but- this could really be a good sign right? Unless that was how rich blind girls showed their approval-

The horrified apology quickly followed the unexpected attack and, strangely, that served to put Aster at ease. It seemed like Anna was just as nervous about this whole thing as he was. Really, who could blame her. She was going to have to pick a complete stranger to be her companion for an extended period of time. Attending classes with her, helping her with homework, and she had to make the decision. It actually made Aster feel a little sorry for her.

Seeing the smile tugging at her lips, Aster couldn't help but smile as well, though he knew she couldn't see it. Oh, and there she was just- just touching. Okay, this was uh- Aster cleared his throat, shifting on the couch and gently taking her probing hand away from his chest. "Yeah uh no. I mean I'm fine really. It would take a bit more than that ta bang me up," he informed her, his voice warm, his accent thick with his slight discomfort and confusion at the situation. Probably the last thing he needed right now was for her parents to walk in right at this moment when it looked like he could possibly be taking advantage of their daughter. 

"It's fine Anna really," Aster rushed to reassure her again. And then she was saying that he was going to be her aid? The Aussie perked up at that. Oh so he'd gotten the job? The tension left him, and he breathed a relieved sigh at the same moment as her. "I think I can swing that," he agreed. 

"Can't believe what now?" he teased gently. "I thought we just agreed ta ferget about that. Nothin happened. 'Sides, I got seven sisters, a punch like that was a tickle in comparison ta some of tha stunts they've pulled."

A Little Bit of Sugar

          This was in no way fair. He wasn’t totally sure why it wasn’t fair, but when he did, he was totally going to give North a worth while argument. he had no choice in the entire ordeal and having settled for baking was humiliating. Jackson didn’t know how to cook nor bake, plain an simple. He lived on pre-made food, perhaps the occasional ramen noodle, and Winterland leftovers. 

          His boss, Mr. St. North would often through parties and fundraisers of the like to celebrate for every this and that he desired for. And this one in particular, the bartender had little to do but two options to pick and choose from. The first being dish duty the entire event, or baking sweets in which they were plentiful with. North rather Jack broaden his horizons and nearly insisted the imposition of the latter. He’d no other choice but to accept. 

          Little did he know, he’d be receiving help from a man he knew not of. His face and name were familiar and perhaps he’d served a drink or two, but this “Aster” was only at face value. So now, Jackson was shuffling awkwardly in his place where either of them stood in the kitchen. This was… promising.

          “Well, North had mentioned something about not having cupcakes ordered for the party, so I was thinking some cupcakes? They don’t sound too terribly… difficult.”

Normally Aster enjoyed baking. He would do it just as a way to relax. Usually it was something chocolate, the smell of the sweet was enough to relax him, and it was an art itself to get it done properly. If North had just asked him to make something he'd have no problem with it, but of course not, North wanted him to show some kid how to do it. Something about being an educational experience for them both.

Ridiculous.

So here he was with a virtual stranger in his kitchen about to embark on what was probably going to end up a disaster.

Aster was not really an optimist.

Glancing at the fidgeting white haired male, Aster resisted the urge to roll his eyes, instead crossing his arms over his chest. "Right well, suppose the makin' em ain't so difficult. It's tha decoratin' that can be challengin," Aster informed Jack. Hed be damned if he was going to have to do all the decorating work for some party he wasn't even technically invited to. "Did ya have a flavour in mind?"

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Twitching at the fingers running along his sides, Aster grit his teeth trying not to let his jumpiness show though. It would only encourage him. "I am not cute," Aster protested, folding his arms over his chest, not pouting at the use of the word 'cute' on him. "And I wasn't lying. But if I'm grumpy it's yer fault, sneakin' up on a bloke an molestin' him," he grumbled, taking a step back from the mischievous boy. 

"What? No! I'm not - I wasn't- I have this thing that I was just-" he exhaled sharply, eyes narrowing. "Wrack off."

SOS - Home Sweet Home?

My name is Erin, and I am currently 23 years old, living out of my car and hopping from couch to couch in a small town in Southern New Hampshire.  I have a full time job, working 38-40 hours a week or more at a quaint little cafe for 8.50 an hour.  It’s not glamorous, but it’s what I’ve got, and it pays me enough to pay my bills (which equal about 360 every month, for car and insurance!)  Right now I make barely enough extra on that to feed myself!  It would also barely be enough to pay rent at 700 a month with all utilities included.  I also have a cat, and appointments for therapy once a week.  (Not mandatory by the state but necessary, especially in these tough times.)  On top of it all I have registration for my car next month as it is my birthday month, which will total almost 300 dollars.  (Ain’t money a kicker?) I would really love to be able to move into an apartment by the end of the month, if not earlier if I can!  Like I said, right now I am hopping from couch to couch from my very supportive friends in the area, and while I appreciate it more than words can say, I desperately need my own place.  I need a place I can call home.  Any help you guys can give me would be wonderful and so appreciated! My goal is to raise up at least 3,000 dollars, and while I know times are hard all around, every little bit counts.  I’ve seen people do wonderful things for those in need, and this is my last resort.  Thank you all so very much for everything you do, even if it’s just spreading the word.

You can find the link to the gofundme page here.  Thank you all again for taking the time to read this!

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