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Sela's Outfit: Comfy

Sela smiled to herself as she made her way outside, making sure to avoid the pool since she didn’t know how to swim. Once reaching the grassy area, she tucked her arms in towards her chest, hands balled into tiny fists and a huge grin on her face. Finally she was able to be outside! Even if her daddy might get mad at her for leaving the house without his permission, and on such a cloudy day. At least she was only in the backyard and not playing in the street; he should be happy about that part right? Strolling around, hands running along the fur of her vest, her crimson eyes danced around the greenery. It wasn’t a forest, or park, but her daddy had a rather large backyard with lots of grass and plants. Spotting a glass house not too far off, she gasped softly to herself and scampered over to it. This was one of those ‘greenhouses’ right? For plants and stuff? Pressing her face against the foggy glass, she tried to see inside, squinting her eyes in the process and still unable to see anything. Where was the door? Pushing off a little, she looked around and picked a direction to go in.

Walking around the large building, she pursed her lips in confusion. She couldn’t see the door! Maybe she picked the wrong direction. Walking around the entire thing, she finally found the door; having been in the opposite direction she had chosen to go. Walking inside, she exhaled in amazement. It was so...pretty! And hot. It was really hot in here. Pulling off her beanie, she tossed it beside the door, along with her fuzzy vest and began her wandering through the greenhouse. She’d never been inside one before; this was cool! Her small heart beat with excitement as she looked around at all the plants that her daddy had growing inside. Some of them she recognized from the day she helped her daddy water them.

Inspecting the ones she didn’t recognize, she touched each one curiously; leaning in to sniff them soon after. Some smelled rather bitter and made her shudder unhappily. Her ears suddenly perked up to the sound of soft squeaking somewhere nearby. Following the sound to the very back of the greenhouse, Sela squeezed herself into a corner to see a small vole skittering around. “Oh! Hello…” she said as she dropped to her hands and knees and leaned in close to it. The presence of the predator scared the little rodent causing it to run outside from a small hole it had burrowed in the ground. “Wait!” Quickly the toddler scampered back to her feet and jogged her way back outside. Running over to the back of the greenhouse, she couldn’t see the hole and dropped to her hands and knees to crawl along the grass looking for it. “I won’t hurt you,” she huffed as she crawled around looking for it.

Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"


Tyrese tossed and turned most of the night with barely a dream to convince him he'd slept at all. He sank into the mattress turned on his side, one arm tucked beneath his pillow while the other hung off his bed. He could see lint particles drifting within the pale beams of the moon, blinking slowly as they floated towards the floor. Even the moon would flicker as clouds migrated to the beach side city. He would close his eyes, suspecting he would unknowingly drift off, and yet found no reprieve. It was frustrating, but the bluenette wasn't in control of much concerning his own life lately. He gave a defeated sigh and gave up trying to recuperate. Maybe he should try typing again, maybe it was all of his thoughts that were keeping him up; his mind couldn't sleep so his body wasn't much better off. Tyrese pushed himself to crane against the headboard, grabbing his laptop off the bedside table and powering it up. The touch screen technology provided more light to his room, illuminating his face from his chin up and making him appear older. The wolf rubbed his chin after logging in, starting from yesterday's saved document and picking up from there.

Shortly before sunrise he saved his work and laid down again, his back sore with the lack of support. Only two hours where he marked himself as asleep today, and the rest of his waking hours were spent this way. Once his clock wound to seven am, Tyrese got out of bed and took himself into his bathroom. He relieved himself and started his shower, brushing his teeth while the water warmed. Today, he would make an effort to eat something, anything at all. He hadn't eaten since...since the morning he's picked Bree up for what was nothing more than foolery around town. Speaking of, he'd better feed the pets before his shower. With a rub of the jaw, the male retraced his steps and arrived inside his bed chamber, peering into Alistair's cage to make sure it was still alive. The reptile blinked and angled it's head to stare at him out of it's right eye. The male fogged over the glass of the tank, pouring in what he felt was a healthy portion of meal worms. For Bach he took a mouse out of his mini-fridge and plopped it into the cage. Bach also needed to be walked, Ty would invite Sela to do it later.

After returning to the bathroom, Tyrese sat beneath the shower head and against the tile lining of the square sealed container. The male craned his neck to allow water across his skin, his legs folded indian style as he sighed. He lingered, eyes closed and breathing deep. Eventually he dropped his head again, sitting until the water became cold. It ran this way for quite a while longer before the young author turned it off. It was at this time that he opened his eyes, a dead stare and still sitting- until he dried completely and the shower itself became dry. Tyrese sat, then rubbed his thumb across his lips, and wiped his eyes in hopes of cleansing away the red splintering veins around the pupils and the bags beneath the lower lids.

The man pulled his legs into his chest, but several sobs were interrupted by a knocking at the door. Again?! And who?! The wolf pounded the tile with the side of his fist, dragging both hands down his face before getting up. He had to dress, perhaps then the person knocking would be gone. Ty climbed out of the shower, stopping to wash his face thoroughly on his way to the closet. Bloody hell, he didn't have the patience for this!!! While the bluenette felt angry, his shoulders lowered with no means of fighting. He pulled on boxer shorts and then a random outfit he could drag himself around in. The wolf didn't even touch his hair, closing his room door behind him and all but stumbling his half comatose body down the hall. He passed his aunt and uncle's guest room and stopped at Sela's, peeing in and furrowing his brows. Either she was into something already or with her aunt at the door, Ty didn't even bother with the door as he came to the living room, only glancing at Tori on his way by. No Sela. The girl's scent was fresh, nevertheless, so Ty was yet to become worried.

Tyrese fixed himself a glass of scotch, stepping outside to sit on the wicker swing set. Today-....Today he wasn't going to push himself to function. He'd hold himself together, keep Sela attended to. Other than that? He didn't have the energy. He was fortunate to see Sela exiting the green house, sipping his drink as he slumped down in his perch. Even though she tried to run away before, he didn't suspect her of such this morning. She was nearby, had dressed for the day already, and was keeping herself preoccupied. That was good, it was good. The wolf ran a hand down his face, bringing his fingers to apply pressure between his brows, and kept an eye on the toddler.



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Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"


Tyrese watched Sela disappear around the greenhouse, hearing rustling and the grunts of her effort. What was she up to? Ty pulled his lips to one side, then looked further out into the yard with a sigh. The least he could do was buy a jungle gym, perhaps for her birthday when his building was further along and less of his own funds were going into it. Then, she could have something to do out here. Hell, he wasn't going to plan like he knew Lillian was really coming back; he didn't know. He had to go on with life, and Sela was apart of that. While it was on his mind, he got up to find the letter left for him by the blonde. It didn't matter what happened, whether she came back or not he was still mated to her. He knew there was an echo of her voice in her writing, he still needed to hear that voice and, he felt, some answers he needed about everything that had happened would be in that letter as well. They were answers that would hurt but were necessary to hear.

He'd only just picked up his drink and got up off the furniture when Sela called his name. Looking down and seeing something in her hands, he crouched down to her level and sqinched at the rodent she was she was showing off. "What's that you have there, miss lady?" He asked, dusting off her clothes while she held the vole to her face. He didn't know they'd have those pests in this city, which meant he had his work cut out getting rid of them. For now Sela had this one in particular, so eventually he'd have to convince her to let it go.




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