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Theodore Richmond

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a character in “Our Guardians”, as played by nations

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name: theodore richmond
nicknames: theo
age: twenty-one
gender: male
sexuality: heterosexual
species: human
faceclaim: henry cavill (younger)
hex code: #699864


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description: despite his large built and muscular, his imposing six foot one height and his chiseled chin, theodore possess the aura of an innocent boy or a small puppy. he has light blue eyes and dark brown hair and, even though his eyes stand out whenever he wears blue, he often opts out for simple white t-shirts and khakis. he also does have skin that reddens easily, so it isn't rare to see red spots, especially on his cheeks.
markings, tattoos, piercings, etc: theodore doesn't have any piercings or tattoos, but he does have a faint, long scar down the side of his abdomen. it is also very common to see theo with bruises since he suffers from hemophilia, but he does his best to hide them, often going for long-sleeved shirts.


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personality:
gentle -- despite his imposing build, theo is a gentle soul. he is unable to harm anyone or anything.
altruistic -- theo likes to put others before himself and spends countless hours a week doing volunteering work. he especially enjoys spending time around children and animals, so he helps out at schools and animal shelters.
fearful -- theo is not just cautious, he is fearful. although he likes to help others, doing charity and volunteer work is the only kind of help he will offer to do. anything where he sees his safety at risk, he will not do out of fear even if he desires to. for example, he will not stand up against someone who is physically hurting others. this fear stems from his disease since he is scared of bleeding to death from a fight or an accident.
reclusive and antisociable-- the only moment when theo is sociable is when he is doing volunteer work, but this is mostly because it is with kids or animals. otherwise, theo is not likely to go out anywhere and spends a lot of his free time at home.
calm -- although this might seem like a positive trait, it isn't in theo. mixed in with his fearful persona, it allows others to easily bully theo. the only reason a lot of people don't mess with him is because of how large he is.


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background: apart from suffering from hemophilia, theodore was a very sickly child. only son of two lower-class parents, theodore was forced to spend his days secluded in his rural house as a homeschooled student up until university. although his parents would never admit it, theodore's condition posed great problems for his faimly. his mother had to stop working full-time in order to take care of theo until he was old enough to stay home alone, putting all of the financial weight on his father's shoulders, who struggled enough to maintain the family crop business as he was forced to compete with larger companies, maintain his home, and pay for his the medical bills that the insurance couldn't cover.

thankfully, theo was not the type of kid to misbehaved and, as soon as he realized that education could be the only way out of this financial education, he began to put a lot of effort in his courses. he took extra courses and excelled in them and, when he was fifteen, he began to volunteer countless of hours a month, knowing that it would help him reach his goal of attending university with a scholarship, which was the only way he would every get to study. when it was finally time to apply, he took the risk of applying to columbia and was accepted with a full scholarship that helped him cover all of his tuition and living costs.

moving away from his home was difficult, but he knew that it was the only way he would ever be able to pay back his parents for everything they had done for him. currently, he is studying to become a neuroscientist.







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So begins...

Theodore Richmond's Story

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Character Portrait: Francesca Meyers Character Portrait: Krystal Character Portrait: Theodore Richmond Character Portrait: Felix

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f r a n c e s
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The stench of alcohol wasn't exactly something most people would want to be around at four in the afternoon on a Thursday but here was Frances, agreeing to join her group at a bar down the street from her apartment after having dropped her back up in her room. Mrs. Wilson, the thermodynamics teacher, had been a little more aggravating than the usual so, even though Frances normally took this time in the afternoon to go through her work, she had agreed to go out for an hour or so. It would do her brain some good, after all. Or not but that was alright. She didn't have classes on Friday this semester so there was a whole extended weekend left ahead of her.

When they reached the bar, the other three people that were accompanying her stopped at the door. Knowing what they were about to do, Frances couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You up for a smoke, Francie?" The other girl asked, holding out the box.

"You guys always pull this crap on me instead of smoking it while I was up there," Frances grunted, swatting the hand away. "I'll meet you inside."

Her friends just shrugged it off and began to light up their cigarettes as Frances pushed open the black door and stepped inside into the badly-lit room. The place was almost empty and, considering that she wasn't familiar with the bartender that worked during these hours, Frances was forced to grab a food menu from the counter in order to stall and take a seat on a random booth. She had forgotten her fake ID and, since she never wanted to risk being found with it at school, it was left inside of her nightstand. Meaning that she would have to wait for her group to come in and order something for her. It wasn't terrible though since most people just came in to order food and a small drink at this time of day.

"Know what you want?" the bartender asked, coming up to her.

Frances attempted to hide her expression of annoyance. Looking back down at the menu, she shook her head, speaking through an almost fully-closed mouth, "No. Give me a few minutes."





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It took Theodore approximately thirty minutes of traveling on the subway to get to the shelter since it wasn't in Manhattan. His backpack still hung from his shoulders since he never stopped by the apartment before volunteering and he could feel the soreness in his muscles. It wasn't that the workload was necessarily heavier this week, but he had been forced to go to the hospital on Tuesday and the white walls always left him feeling physically and mentally tired for the following days.

Theo was greeting by the receptionist up in the front, a nice middle-aged lady who had come to greatly care for Theodore these past three years. "You alright there, sweetheart?" she asked, putting on her glasses to see him better and quickly clocking him in.

The young man shrugged, stopping for a moment. He had never spoken of his illness out loud to anyone in the shelter, but his records indicated his illness since it was important when placing him in duties so Mrs. Weatherbee was quick to link this with any signs of fatigue from Theodore.

"I'm okay," Theodore said, shrugging a little.

"Well, traffic's been low today. You can work out here in the front if you want," the lady suggested, knowing that if she sent Theo back he would probably have to clean out the cages or help wash the dogs today.

Theodore nodded, looking around for a moment. There was only one couple in the shelter looking at animals and another volunteer was already helping them out, which meant he could rest for some time until someone else came along. With that, he went over to the employee's room and put doing his backpack, changing his white tee to the green t-shirt volunteers had to wear.

Theodore came back out a few minutes later changed and with a bag of cat food since only cats were put up in the cages up front. With that, he began to check the cages for those that didn't have food.

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It was cold. Krystal noticed it straight away as her bare arms prickled up with goosebumps causing her to sigh gently. It wasn't fair, out of all the people she could have had to be a guardian over, she got the boy who played life safe. Well, it made sense to pair up the safe boy with the fun adventurous guardian no matter how clique.

As she looked around, she rubbed her arms to shake away the cold hoping it would do something. I should have brought a coat or something,she thought. You see Krystal has always been sensitive to the weather, if the sun was out she would most likely burn and if it was even a little too cold, her body would immediately want to freeze over. Not like I can die again...technically she joked as she stuffed her hands in the pockets of her black jeans. Scanning around, her eyes fell upon the busy streets and with a smile, she made her way through the crowd.

Today was the first day of her new job after getting promoted as Guardian Angel material and fair enough some of the other angels wished they were in her shoes, but right now these heeled boots weren't living up to all the hype that surrounded the title. It came by complete surprise to her when her superiors gave her the order to go down and actually be involved in human affairs, because let's be honest that was all Krystal ever wanted to do after she died but there was a strict 'no intervention rule' for the average angel. But this time, she could live out the life she always dreamed before it got cut too short, well she did have certain rules and guide lines to follow and she couldn't really mention the whole Angel thing. At the same time she couldn't go rogue and start living like a human, otherwise, she would get punished and pulled out.

Grabbing her smartphone, which she savoured having one back since Angels have no need for such technology, she scrolled through her to-do list and stopped at the part mentioning the boy. "Theodore Richmond",she whispered, occasionally looking up to avoid any passerby's, "volunteering at a shelter," she raised an eyebrow, "in his spare time?. She looked up the address that she had written down on her phone and decided to take a cab there. Now Guardian Angel's weren't rich, just like humans they needed to work but at least they got some disposable income, enough to live on since their purpose wasn't to live, but rather guide and help the individual they are paired up with.

Before long she grabbed a cab and got to the place, an animal shelter and she wondered if she could possibly adopt although she didn't know how long she would be here for and if it was a particularly good idea. Giving the cab driver his money, she walked away before he could give her the change and stepped into the shelter, the little bell ringing to indicate a customer walking in.






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Felix walked past a busker, chucking down some change before he walked past and looked around. He hadn't been to New York before although was close to going after his band got signed to some indie label to make an album, that was before the car accident anyway. As he stood, his sunglasses covering most of the lights that were so bright that he could feel a migraine coming along even with his eyes covered, he sighed gently to himself for only a moment before walking along the pavement again. His guitar was on his back, of course, Angels do not have possessions, but once he was promoted and sent down the first thing he did was buy a guitar and let his fingers glide along the strings. Oh, how he missed that feeling.

He didn't exactly know the schedule of the person he was assigned with, they just give them reports and some information about the people and a timetable of what they could be doing if it was outside their usual school or work hours: but he guessed she would be with friends. probably hanging out in a bar nearest to her apartment so he might as well start from there. Humming to himself, he easily found the place, mostly due to the smell of strong alcohol and the group of people outside the bar, smoking away. Felix smiled at them and pushed open the door, glancing around the place before taking a seat in front of the bar. "Just some coke with ice please," he grinned, taking off his glasses and thanking the dim lighting.

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A couple minutes passed and none of the familiar faces walked inside. Frances sighed, closing the plastic menu a little too roughly. She should've just stayed home and waited until night fell. At least then she would've probably been approached by someone who, if attractive enough, would've earned at least earned a few minutes worth of conversation with Frances. She usually dropped them after an average of six minutes, but it kept her mind preoccupied. The door opened and Francis looked over to see a young man walk in. Her glance didn't last more than a spare second before she turned back around, not seeing where he had taken a seat since she was facing away from the bar.

Damn them, Frances thought after a few moments, taking the menu in her hand and standing up, her grip tight enough that it made the menu bend. Seeing someone sitting at the bar, she supposed it was the guy that had walked in, Frances made sure to stop two seats away from him. It would be easy to talk to her from that distance, but she supposed anyone would get the message not to.

She would've actually left the menu on the table and left the place, but she hadn't eaten for a couple of hours and her stomach was starting to hurt. After serving Felix his coke, the bartender moved over to her.

"A burger and water, please," Frances said, taking a seat on a chair. It was clear that the bartender wasn't exactly enchanted by her attitude because he merely nodded and took the menu. After serving Frances the drink, he disappeared behind a door to get her food order in.

Not touching her drink, Frances glanced over at the man beside her. Despite the size of the city, it wasn't rare for her to bump into university peers, much to her disappointment, but thankfully she didn't recognize the face. Well, she tended to forget people so he could've been a student and she wouldn't know. Pulling out her phone, Frances began to scroll down through her feed.





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Theodore had finished putting food and was currently petting a cat that he had pulled out from a cage. The tabby purred under his touch and he could feel the vibration at the tip of his fingers. Although people would've guessed him to be a dog person, Theo preferred cats and, even though it was more likely for him to get scratched with new cats, he often opted out to stay with them.

The sound of the front door bell drew his attention and he looked over his shoulder, towards the young woman that had stepped in. His eyes moved over to find Jeniffer, the other volunteer, but he couldn't find her. She was probably in the back with the dogs, helping out the other couple. Then, his eyes shifted to Mrs. Weatherbee who greeted the girl with a gentle, "Good morning, miss."

Theo stood up and gently put the cat back inside of the cage before making his way over to the front desk. "Hello," he said, smiling warmly at the young woman, "What can I help you with today? Are you looking to adopt an animal?"

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Krystal greeted the woman back and walked towards the front desk, smiling back at Theodore. She looked at him and tilted her head ever so slightly, right so, this is Theodore Richmond huh? She thought before briefly snapping out her thoughts. He was impressive, the photos in the report didn't do him any justice and somehow felt as if his features didn't match his boyish charm.

"I was thinking about adopting a cat," she explained. Ironically enough she had always wanted a pet cat, from what she could remember from her past but she was never able to get one. Perhaps her parents were against the idea, who knows. "Perhaps a black cat, the older the better," she added.






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Felix took a gulp of the drink, not realising how thirsty he had been and only just realising the empty stomach he had travelled upon. Angel's didn't usually have such trivial problems as they never had the need to eat or drink. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed Francesca on her own and got the impression she didn't want any company.

From reading the case notes and about her background he could tell this wasn't an easy one, in fact, he would probably have to try harder just for her to even reply to him in the first place. But good thing Felix was a social butterfly who never gets disheartened too easily, that just was not how Felix worked and before long grabbed the chance to try and initiate a conversation with her.

He looked over to her and gave a small wave "hey there," he smiled warmly at her, revealing a dimple on the left side of his cheek.

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Krystal followed Theodore to where a black female cat sat in her cage and instantly felt herself grinning at the sight. "She's a cutie that's for sure," she watched as the cat looked up at her with those bright green eyes and wondered if she should really end up adopting the cat. Krystal get a hold of yourself, you can't possibly adopt a cat when you have a task to get on with,she contemplated, but then again the apartment manager wouldn't mind a house cat since I'm paying such a hefty price and she is pretty old.

After a few moments in her thoughts, she looked back at Theodore, "Nice to meet you, Theodore, I'm Krystal and I would love to interact with Sally and see if she likes me." Krystal felt her phone vibrate from the back pocket and quickly took it out, noticing that a reminder for calling the apartment manager had popped up as she had to go collect the keys, "Speak of the devil,"she whispered under her breath.






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Felix watched as Francesca looked behind her, probably assuming he was waving at someone else and proceeded to ignore him. Why am I not surprised he chuckled to himself before wavering over the bartender once more, "Yeah mate a beer would be great thanks," he requested.

"You know I think some of your friends ditched you," he commented, as he had seen a few of them snub out their cigarettes and stalked of some other direction. "I'd get you a drink but..." he grinned again, "perhaps a coke?"

The bartender came back quickly with the beer and pointed out the guitar on his back, asking if he ever played gigs. With a small shrug, he stated, "I used to, not a lot these days," before the bartender went back to serving another customer and leaving Felix with his drink.

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Frances heard the guy order a beer and she stopped herself from rolling her eyes, not looking away from the screen that was dimmed way too much to be considered safe for her eyesight; she did it just because she didn't like people snooping on her phone. Now he decides to order a beer? she thought, And mate? Of course, he ends up being British. Unfortunately, while most people from here swooned over British accents, Frances had a minor distaste for the way they sounded so... regal.

Frances heard him speak to her again. Reggie probably forgot what the hell he was even doing and just left again. That idiot. "Who said I was with them?" responded in an uncaring tone, glancing at the guy. Thankfully, the bartender came back with her food a few seconds later, and Frances immediately picked up the burger.

"Perhaps a coke?"

His offer made her chuckle, half amused and half annoyed. "I would've order a coke if I wanted one," she said in a colder tone, biting back from adding an insulting word at the end of that remark. Hey, at least she didn't outright insult him.

Frances glanced over at the instrument. She had never been good with those. In fact, she had never been good with any instrument and for the three years and tons of effort she had put into cello in high school, she had come out barely being able to make it sound like a squeaking animal. Sciences and mathematics were her strength and soccer because, well, she could kick a ball mighty hard.





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"Nice to meet you, Krystal."

Theodore nodded, pulling out the cage keys from his pocket as Krystal attended to her phone. The cat immediately stood up and allowed herself to be taken into Theodore's arms; Sally was one of the cats he had worked with extensively since her arrival. Closing the cage, Theodore softly petted the cat as he made his way to the petting room, making sure that he wasn't walking too fast for the woman.

The room was glass on two walls so that it could be seen from the front area where the cat cages and front desk were and so that the people could see outside. Theodore opened the door and waited for Krystal to go through before stepping inside and putting down Sally. "There are toys you can use and if you want, there are some cats treats in the pink jab by that table," Theodore explain. I can wait outside, if you'd prefer."

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Krystal followed Theodore to the playroom, making sure there was enough space between them so she wasn't too close. As he motioned for her to go through first, she smiled politely and walked watching him put down Sally.

As she glanced around the room, noticing the feather teaser toy first and picked it up and almost immediately Sally looked at the toy in curiosity. "If you don't mind it would be nice for you to stay, maybe give me some tips since I haven't really adopted before and am a bit of a newbie," she confessed. This was partly true since she had no recollection of her past so technically had no experience that she knew of with animals: but mostly it was to ensure that she could get a little closer with him.

Krystal looked back at Sally and watched as she chased the feather toy around, murmuring encouragements as she did. It seemed that Sally liked her which somehow spiked up her confidence because doesn't everyone get a little sad when a cute animal rejects them? Can I even afford a cat, I mean I definitely can't get attached to her especially since I don't know how long I'll even be here for, she bit her lower lip in contemplation, almost zoning out. It was when Sally nuzzled at her feet that she snapped back and smiled down at the cat, grabbing a treat and feeding it to her. "You are such a cutie pie.






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Felix kept his smile and shrugged playfully, "Okay you got me there,"he took another sip of his beer and added, "sorry, just assuming which I know makes an ass out of you and me" jokingly.

He noticed her look over at the guitar and motioned towards it, "you play anything?" Felix just needed one foot in to make at least a little bit of progress, at least he'll be satisfied once she replies without the sass and they exchange names. Taking a quick look at the clock that hung haphazardly on the wall, he reminded himself to grab the keys for the apartment before he forgets and ends up with no place to crash.

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And he continues talking, she thought, bitting into her burger.

It wasn't to say that Frances was a hypocrite. But she was, so she mentally agreed with his statement, which seemed like he thought was a joke. Except she thought he was the only ass here, although there was no real reason for him to joke that he was an ass, and not her.

His question made her raise and eyebrow. Now, he was just setting himself up. Passing down the bite of food she had in her mouth, Frances nodded and answered, her tone a little more nonchalant than it should have ever been. "Boys."

"Of course, they have to be worth my time," she added, almost like an afterthought. Maybe that would get him to shut it up and leave her alone. She would've left, but Frances was not the kind to rush through food.





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"Of course," Theodore chirped. He enjoyed staying inside of the room, watching as future owners fell in love instantly with what would become their greatest companions. There were many reasons why he spent his free time doing this kind of work, but seeing a bond like that being created was one of the greatest reasons and one of the greatest rewards.

"Well, if you decide to adopt a cat, we'll give you a list of things we recommend you get for your cat. We do give you a small bag with some essentials, but it's just to get you through for a day until you get everything else. And I also have gathered a list of useful links that you can look at," he began as he took a seat in one of the chairs.

"Now, if you haven't had a cat before, I think one of the most important things you can learn first is that, unlike dogs, when the tail moves from side to side it is not a good sign. It usually means that the cat is either getting angry or hunting. Some cats are not necessarily violent, even when they get angry. Sally here is a good example. She is calmer and tamer than most cats, but you still don't want to bother her during those moments unless you've gotten to know her well enough to feel comfortable that she won't bite or scratch you."

"Here, grab that toy over there and try to play with her. Try to get her to approach you."

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Krystal nodded along, listening carefully to Theodore's advice before grabbing another toy. This time she waited patiently for Sally to approach her, keeping sure to create a comfortable distance between her and the cat. After seemingly thinking Sally wouldn't approach her as she continued to sit down, simply staring at the toy; she stood up and slowly began to walk towards her.

In no time Sally began to engage with the toy, which relieved Krystal although the loud part of her kept trying to tell her that this was a bad idea, but this would be a perfect excuse to get closer to him so she told herself and continued to play until Sally called it quits and curled up for a rest. Rubbing her under the chin one last time, as she found was a sweet spot, she walked over to where Theodore sat and took a seat.

"I got to admit but she is one hell of a sweetheart," she exclaimed as she tucked in a piece of her hair behind her ears to that had fallen onto her eye. "I don't know how you do it if I worked here I would want to adopt them all!" She laughed, the corner of her eyes turning upwards in the shape of half moons.






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Felix chuckled, finding the remark amusing and retorted back, "are you any good?"

He took the final sip of his beer and thanked the bartender, "how do you know they are worth your time?" He enquired out of mere curiosity. Felix could tell she didn't really want to continue talking to him but was still determined since she didn't flat out ignore him yet so that was something.

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It was the first time that Frances would've smiled in front of this stranger, and she really had not wanted to, but she couldn't the small laugh that left her lips. Most would have squirmed away uncomfortable or replied with some sort of flirty comment, but Felix's comment had just hit the spot that made her laugh and not out of rudeness.

"I've never heard them complain," she replied, shrugging slightly.

She partially knew the answer to his question; half was intuition and half was mainly just the way the man addressed himself and her and his physical appearance. But Frances didn't necessarily want to answer. "I don't give out my secrets so easily," she said, cocking up an eyebrow again. She was about to end the conversation there, but she decided to add, "I might tell you if you buy me a drink-- with alcohol."





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Theodore watched at the cat approached Sally. Yes, the two seemed to make a perfect pair. He hadn't said it out loud, but the cat had been brought out here for two other people earlier this week and Sally had not even approached them after almost ten minutes. One had walked out without an animal and the other one had gone out with a younger cat.

Theodore watched as Krystal took a seat beside him. He didn't show it, but he felt slightly odd at being so close to someone. Sure, he worked around people constantly but there was a certain distance he always kept whenever he was around adults so that he felt most comfortable. At first, Theodore only managed to get out a soft shrug. In someone like Frances, a shrug was rather cold and uninviting but something about Theodore just made him look more boyish. "I can't exactly afford to have any animals," he said. He wasn't one to ever complain about his financial situation so when he said this, it wasn't out of sadness; it was just stating a fact. The only way he was able to live in the apartment he was in was because the school paid and it was surprisingly cheap for the area. Plus, he was out for most of the morning and afternoon. "So I'm happy enough coming to take care of them here and helping them get adopted by people who will take better care of them than I ever could at home."

Of course, there were those who weren't chosen in time. But he didn't like to think about that.

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Krystal nodded, listening carefully to his answer before responding, "well animals are expensive to bring up, especially older ones who may be sick and need more assistance,". Looking back at Sally who was laying on the ground rather lazily, watching the pair she pondered over adopting her.

I shouldn't, she told herself, but this would be a great opportunity...plus I'm not doing it just for my sake, technically. With a sigh, she broke her gaze away from Sally and looked back at Theodore.

"You certainly are doing a lot just by taking care of them, I'm sure they appreciate your love," Krystal chimed. "Perhaps," she turned to face him, "you could help me since I'm new to adopting and new to the city so this can all be so overwhelming, but I would love to adopt Sally."






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Felix felt as if he made a breakthrough, although he should probably give himself a pat on the back after the introductions have been made. He was glad to hear her laugh, it was better than point blank ignoring or just more eye rolling.

"Ah, a drink huh?" He pretended to seem torn, mostly out of humour before sighing, "how about...in a few years time I'll get you that drink?" He grinned cheekily.

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the night is for the young
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The man's response was, of course, unsatisfactory for Frances. Once again, they were back to basically square one in her mind.

Taking the last bite out of her burger and, not feeling like finishing the few fries that were left, Frances motioned over to the bartender asking for the check. The cup of water had been left untouched, although she would've drunk it in any other place since, apart from alcohol, it was the only liquid she ordered. Frances pulled out her wallet when the check came. Knowing the burger cost around ten dollars, she pulled out her wallet and pulled fifteen. She didn't want to waste any more time here so she stood up, counting the change as the tip in her mind.

At that moment, her two friends, the one that had left not among them, walked into their bar, still laughing at something one had said outside. There was a disapproving expression on Frances' face as they spotted her and began to walk over. Frances briefly glanced at Felix before she walked away. Normally, she would join them but she had a full stomach, no alcohol in her system, and a schedule that always called for her to do some work after school instead of wasting her time at the bar.

Her friends were about to stop in front of her but Frances continued walking past them. The boy chuckled, knowing how she was, and the girl called, "Frances, baby, come back!"

Frances rolled her eyes and flipped them the bird before disappearing through the doors. They weren't necessarily surprised, but Frances was the one in their group to use at least, so they sighed softly before going to take a seat at a booth. They would soon forget that and Frances would probably be back out with them this weekend.





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earth is the paradise
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Upon hearing her first response, Theodore had feared that Krystal would say no to adopting Sally and had begun to think of reasons why she would. But then, a wave of relief passed over him as she said something else and, by the end, said that she was interested in adopting the feline.

But the middle part was slightly troubling. He wasn't sure if it was written as a rule, but Theodore knew that he wasn't supposed to talk outside to people who came in and he didn't know previously from somewhere else outside of the shelter. Technically, he wasn't supposed to get anyone's number or give his out; people were only allowed to get the shelter's number. Of course, this was a precaution to those who wanted to date people that came in and, even though it would just be helping Krystal, he didn't want to risk getting in trouble. Or maybe that's not what she was saying at all.

"Well, you can call the shelter whenever you have a question and just ask for me," Theodore replied, feeling bad that he couldn't do much more, "I would love to be able to give you my contact information so you can call me directly, but it's against the rules. Of you want to adopt Sally today, it'll just be $30. That covers the shots she's been given, the chip to help identify her in case she gets lost, and the supplies I mention. And the cat, of course."

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Krystal stood up, brushing the invisible specks of dust from her jeans, "Oh, of course, I wouldn't want you to get into trouble," she replied. Looking back at Sally she gave him a firm nod, at least I got something out of this she thought.

It was fair to say that this wasn't going to be easy, although when are guardian angel cases ever straight forward? From what she heard guardians are more likely to fail at their jobs if they don't work hard enough which only means negative consequences for them and never being able to work as one again. Mentally she counted the number of weeks she could go by with the money she had right now, add in a cat, that decreased the time. I can't just leave poor Sally, plus I get brownie points with Theodore here so,she concluded to herself.

"I'm ready to adopt and get all the necessary things for Sally." Once Theodore was ready, she followed him out of the playroom and began with the process.






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Felix watched as Francesa left and sighed deeply rubbing the back of his neck as he did. I admit defeat he chuckled and watched as her so called friends walked in and take a seat at the booth.

As he stood up the bartender came back, asking him about joining open mike night and giving him the details, adding that it would be a nice change of scene for him to play. "Ah, I don't know how long I'm sticking around for but I'll think about it," he replied, adding "haven't played music in a while so might be a bit rusty though".

Felix paid for his drinks and made his way towards the black door, slipping on his sunglasses before exiting. From the back pocket of his jeans he seized a hold of a scrap piece of paper, that scribbled the address of his apartment. Luckily he had asked the bartender for directions before he left and was glad that it was so nearby.

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Theodore had been able to get Krystal out with Sally in around fifteen minutes as they signed papers, got the information into the system, and Mrs. Weatherbee went through a quick run-down of the information. Mrs. Weatherbee had smiled at Theo brightly, content that he had been able to get another animal adopted. Adoptions had been relatively few for a while since numbers didn't start rising until around December when the major holidays came, and it was always sad to see animals go past their dates without being adopted.

Theodore had smiled at Krystal and scratched Sally's head before he had to excuse himself to help a guy that had walked in, but it was around the time Krystal was leaving the shelter anyway. Afterward, Theodore had stayed for two more hours before gathering his stuff, changing his shirt and heading out for the day back to his apartment. He liked to work ahead so he didn't have that much to do for the following day, but he didn't want to stay longer and have to go when it was already dark.





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the night is for the young
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Francesca had arrived home and had gone straight to her room, changing into something more comfortable and locking herself in there.

She knew that Theodore wasn't around because he usually worked out in the four-seat dining table whenever he was there or just hung out in the living room. That damned angel.

Most would be surprised to find these polar opposites living together. It had come as a surprise to them both, especially the way Francesca was, but they made great roommates for each other. After some initial debates, the two had agreed on a set of rules that they followed, save the problem every so often. For Frances, she was just glad that Theo was clean, organized, and quiet. Which meant she didn't have to worry about much, especially about a loud roommate that would interfere with her studies. If anything, Frances was the one most likely to do something wrong but she had enough respect for Theodore to eventually understand.




It wasn't until around seven-thirty that Frances heard the front door open and Theodore calling out his usual greeting. Closing her Dynamics book and notes, she stepped out of bed and walked outside, where Theo was putting his jacket and backpack down on the dining room table.

"I got Chinese," Theo announced, holding up a white bag and moving to the kitchen.

"Sweet," Frances grinned, making her way over to where Theo was so that she could serve the drinks while he got out the plates.

"Remember that empty apartment next to us?" Theo asked. Frances nodded and he added, "I saw Mrs. Trish in the hallways and she said that they finally rented it out."

Of course that old lady would tell Theo, Frances thought as she grabbed her own drink and table, the two of them moving over to the gray sofa. The lady was always looking outside the hall and almost always came out when Theo came back home in the afternoon. Frances, well, the lady had some reason to not be eager to go outside when she passed along.

"I hope they're not idiots like the last ones and almost flood the whole damned building."

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Krystal signed off the papers and left the shelter with Sally in her cage and a bag of the necessities. As she made her way towards the main road, flagging down a cab she sighed in defeat. Before long she sat in the cab, thanking no one in particular that the driver was quiet because her head had started to pound. As she sat there with Sally on her lap she wondered how she got here in the first place. She could have simply rejected the job, stayed as a lazy angel just watching and continue her life after death but the temptation to 'live' again was too real. Although technically she wasn't, and this wasn't her life but someone else's.

Oh whatever, I forgot how annoying headaches are she closed her eyes and made her way to the apartment.






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Felix was already at the apartment, settling in with the very few possessions he had with him. A bag that had a few pairs of clothes, his guitar and some 'official' documents because technically he had assumed a new identity, since well who wouldn't get scared if a dead man started walking again. He walked over to the window and looked down, taking in the sight of New York and smiling ever so slightly. Well, I did end up here after all he mused.

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It was the knocking on the door that woke up Felix from his nap. He had no clue when he passed out on the couch but the rumbling in his stomach indicated he had been sleeping for a while. The person knocked on the door again, this time harder as if they were impatient.

"I'm coming!"

He rushed to the door and opened it to find an annoyed looking Krystal with bags on the floor and a cat cage in her arms. Felix raised an eyebrow and felt a laugh escape his mouth. "Is this your assigned partner?" He joked, helping her with the bags and closing the door behind her.

Krystal rolled her eyes and collapsed onto the couch, blowing the strand of her hair which had fallen onto her face away. "Oh shut up Felix, maybe I should have adopted a cat named after you?" She teased, which Felix responded with a sarcastic clap.

"No but seriously, why the cat?" He asked, walking towards Sally and uncaging her. The black cat slowly looked around, staying her cage for only a moment before popping her head out.

"It's a part of my get close strategy, I mean he works at a shelter so animal lover plus I've always wanted a cat," she knelt down so ensure her eye level matched Sally's and stuck a hand inside the cage, letting the cat sniff her. "Anyway, how was your first meeting?

Felix sighed dramatically and made his way towards their kitchen which pretty much was right next to the living room. He grabbed a glass of water and took a big gulp, "total failure, we didn't even exchange names!"

With a laugh Krystal stood up, setting up a little space for Sally and pouring out the food and water into separate bowls, "Well no one said it was going to be easy, at least mine seemed nice enough," she sorted out the bags and pulled out the cat toys, "if you ask me, too nice, like perfect angel material nice" which got a laugh out of Felix.

Felix watched as Krystal sorted everything out quickly yet perfectly and took another gulp of his drink, "so what's the game plan?"

"We knock on their door, I have some freshly baked cookies from this cute cafe down the road and put on our best surprise 'oh it's you' faces," she pulled out the cookies from the bag, the bag still warm to the touch. "And we force our way into their lives, nicely of course but through force nonetheless, she decided.

With a nod Felix put down his cup and motioned towards the door, Krystal scanned the apartment to ensure that Sally would be safe whilst they were gone. Anyway, it would be good for her to seek out the place alone and not with their presence. With that, they both walked out, Krystal first and made their way towards the apartment of their partners.

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earth is the paradise
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The television was turned on to a re-run of an old Modern Family episode, a favorite show of the two, when Frances and Theodore heard the doorbell of the apartment ring. The two looked at each other and frowned slightly. It was very rare that their doorbell rung since anyone who wanted to meet them would first have to announce themselves through the intercom outside, which meant that whoever was on the other side of the door lived in this apartment.

Frances' first thought went to Mrs. Trish and she already felt herself getting annoyed. She had just bought a fresh jar of coffee this weekend and she was not about to give half of it to that lady for the second time this month. She bought the good kind and couldn't be giving it out to anybody who asked, no matter how much Theodore insisted that they be friendly with Mrs. Trish because, well, the lady didn't seem to have a lot of time left.

Frances was about to stand up when Theodore put his hand up, the fork in his hand almost flying off his hand. "I'll get that," he said, also suspecting the old lady, "You'll just scare her away."

"Well, who says I need to give her everything she fucking asks for?" Frances retorted back.

Theodore had come to accept Frances' manner of speaking. In fact, Frances cursed more inside of the apartment than she did out there but it was because she knew Theodore eventually got used to it. And well, it was her home so she could say whatever she wanted while under this roof.

Putting his plate down on the coffee table, Theodore stood up and walked over to the door. He didn't even think to look through the fisheye before he opened the door. So naturally, he was shocked to see the same young woman from earlier holding up a... tray of cookies?

What is she doing here? He thought. His shocked expression turned into a confused one and his eyes drifted over to another door in the hall and his eyes opened slightly. Could she be one of their new neighbors?

His eyes then drifted over to the person beside her, who he had not seen and the first thought that flew into his mind was that maybe he was her boyfriend. "Uh... Hi there, he stammered after a second, unsure of what to say at first.

"Theo, who is--" Frances was cut short when, standing at the front door, she saw the man from the bar. "What the hell?"

Theodore's eyes widened when he heard Frances from behind, his cheeks reddening right away. "Frances, this is--" Theodore began, ready to introduce Krystal, but he was cut off by Frances, who had already put her food down and had stormed over to the front.

"I know who he is. He talked to me earlier at the bar," she said, cutting Theodore off and stopping by his side with crossed arms. Even though Francesca was two whole inches shorter than Theodore and with a much smaller frame, it was easy to see right away who of the two was willing to throw a punch. "Are you fucking following me?"

Of course, Frances had been bothered by Felix back at the bar so she got angry in a matter of seconds and the thought that he was one of their new neighbors didn't cross her mind. And it would not have been the first time some creep followed her inside so, if it hadn't been for Krystal being there, Theodore would've tensed up.

Theo put a hand on Frances' face and she immediately shot him a deadly glance. "This is Krystal, she came to the shelter and adopted a cat today," Theodore quickly blurted out before Frances cut him off again. Sure, he was extremely confused at how Krystal had ended up here, but she had mentioned that she was new in the city and it was possible that they ended up in the same building. It was improbable, but not impossible.

Theo thought that Frances was overreacting, of course. If she met the guy at the bar it wouldn't be weird that he lived around since the bar wasn't even a block away from the building.

"Why don't you guys come in?" Theodore offered. Normally, he wouldn't be one to invite any stranger in either but he was still feeling embarrassed at how Frances had reacted.

Frances sent Theo another cold glance his way but she moved aside, still with arms crossed. Great job, Theo. The last I needed was this guy in my apartment. And this girl... cookies? Seriously? They better be good or I'm kicking them out.

Yes, this was one of those moments when Francesca and Theodore clashed in their home.

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The two stood patiently outside, Felix mumbling about how this might not be the greatest idea since they both had already met earlier in the day but Krystal shushed him, "listen we need to start getting a move on, we don't know how long we have here and do you want to fail?" She hissed under her breath as a warning.

The door opened, revealing a confused Theodore. "Oh?" she began, forging a surprised face, "you are our neighbours?" With a laugh she was just about to introduce him to Felix when Frances had interrupted, accusing Felix of being a stalker.

Krystal bursted into laughter, elbowing Felix who had gotten all quiet over the obviously awkward situation, "no no, Felix is my roommate and definitely not a stalker, for all I know"

Felix gave a sheepish smile, "the bar is just a block away so sorry to break it to you but not a stalker, just a boring British guy who's your new neighbour."


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They both were secretly relieved over Theodore's suggestion to come in, mostly because if it had only been Frances they probably would have been rejected which would have made things even more difficult. The two walked in, Felix strolling in closely behind Krystal who was already scanning the place with a smile. "I brought cookies from this really cute cafe on the way here, I didn't know which ones to get so I got a mixed bag.

Krystal handed over the cookies to Frances as a sign of peace and looked over at Theodore, "this is definitely weird, both of us are new to the city and we all end up meeting somehow!" She beamed, "Official introductions are in order I suppose, I'm Krystal.

Felix smiled, his dimples showing and added, "Felix you new neighbour, not the stalker," he joked.

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Krystal watched as Frances walked away and grabbed herself a beer, glancing over Felix who shrugged ever so slightly that no one noticed but her. "I know right, I know Sally would love to see you often," she beamed.

It was safe to say that this was getting awkward, and it was only Krystal and Theodore who were trying. She grabbed Felix's arm to move him forward, sinking her nails into his skin that went undetected by the others. Felix who let out a quiet yelp covered it up with a cough and looked over at Frances.

"It would be great to have something to eat, we both haven't had time since we were moving in and well, I got Sally," she smiled.

"I haven't had Chinese food in years," Felix exclaimed, "food in general" he added which earned him an elbow to his side and a laughing Krystal rolling her eyes, "Felix you and your stupid jokes."



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Krystal felt her headache get worse and wondered whether it would be the side effects of coming down. After all, before you even get to go down you are bombarded with lectures talking about the real world, rules and some symptoms that will arise in the first few days. This was mostly for those who passed away too long ago and needed to be refreshed by the always changing society and its technology. Or maybe it was all psychological like her doctor had been saying a few months before she died.

Felix noticed Krystal lost in thought and wondered whether he should say something. His sunglasses remained in his pocket at all times since they were sensitive to the light at first. He leaned in and whispered, "you okay? headaches again? where Krystal waved him off.

Back to her senses, Krystal asked, "you sure about dinner? We wouldn't want to be a bother after all."

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Theodore chuckled, obviously taking it as a joke since it was the sort of exaggeration he would make after not having something to eat in for hours, "I know how you feel, dude."

Theodore noticed the whispered exchange between them, although he couldn't hear them, and wondered if maybe Felix was telling Krystal that they shouldn't stay, based on the question that Krystal made afterward. Theo shook her head, his eyes flashing towards Frances, who had moved back to the couch and was currently finishing her food, her dark eyes focusing on the screen in front of her. Yes, it always seemed like she had a plate in her hands.

"Not a bother at all," Theo reassured them, moving to the kitchen and quickly serving some plates for them. He came back and put them on the dining table, "We usually sit on the couch to eat," Theo said, motioning towards where Frances was. There was a chair placed on each end of the sofa, where Krystal and Felix could eat. His backpack and jacket were still on top of the dining table, covering at least half of its small surface area, but of course, Theodore would take it all away if they sat there. "We can sit there if you guys want."

"What do you guys do for a living, anyway?"

Frances had broken her momentary silence. Despite the constant cold tone that accompanied her words, Frances' voice was not necessarily deep. It was an odd combination, one that, honestly, probably wouldn't intimidate anyone bigger than her if they didn't quickly come to understand that she wasn't afraid to fight dirty.

Theodore nodded slightly, glad that at least she was contributing to the conversation in a more... civil way. And he had been wondering that; it was nice to know who they were speaking to because they seemed too old to still be undergraduates, if they were attending university.

They usually didn't have this problem with people that they brought over. Theodore's small group of friends, who came every so often to play video games and card games, had come to know Frances. She threw the occasional condescending jokes their way whenever she greeted and bid them farewell, but she joined them quietly at times, never lasting too long because she always lost in video games but beat them in cards so the results were kind of expected. And Theo always acknowledged whoever Frances brought up, not bothering her as long as nothing was broken or they didn't put up music or the television too loudly.

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The two followed Theodore and took a plate each, Felix's stomach already rumbly audibly by now. Krystal looked over at where Frances sat and shook her head, "it's okay, it's more comfortable on the couch anyway," she replied with a smile.

Felix was ready to attack the Chinese food, mostly because it was his favourite take away meal and the last time he ate it was with his bandmates about a year and a half ago. He took a seat near Frances side and gave her a warm smile whereas Krystal sat on Theodore's side.

The two looked at each other after a moment when they heard Frances' question. Without hesitation, Krystal pulled her hair back to the side and answered, "I work in the Psychology department of Columbia, assisting with some research studies and helping the undergraduates."

Felix nodded, taking a bite out of his sweet and sour pork before adding, "Music department, training to become a teacher and teaching some music courses for extra credit."



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Felix smiled, wondering how funny it would be to just state the truth, actually we were sent specifically to you as your guardian angels to help with your life and make the most of it, also to complete something you desire but even we don't know that, he bit back a chuckle. He gave his infamous boyish shrug and stated, "I'm sure you are going to sign up for those classes right?"

"You know Felix is a really good teacher, plus extra credit courses are always good in your application after college to show diversity outside your course," she pointed out, "too bad I'm terrible at playing instruments."

Felix laughed quietly and shook his head, remembering how her previous life was filled with music, "but you can sing great so, I believe everyone has the abilities." He then looked over at Theodore and quickly glanced back at Frances, "what about you guys?"

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Felix tried not to laugh but he knew that Frances was probably thinking about the beer she was holding and the fact that a professor stood right in front of her, oh what fun this will be. "It's okay, I find it incredibly backwards how the legal age drinking is 21 here even though it's 18 nearly everywhere else," he smiled, "just don't let anyone know I approved.

Krystal would have probably pointed out that technically as professors they had to notify someone, but then again they weren't here to be professors; that was just a facade they had to pretend while living here to earn money and get closer to the two. Shrugging, she looked over at Felix, "don't be encouraging her, technically you are here, not back in London."

She then laughed brightly, trying to lighten up the air. "Oh please don't act any differently, I mean we are hardly as old as most of the staff and were in your shoes not too long ago!" Again, if we were being technical here, Krystal died before she could even graduate and ended up finishing her courses quickly before applying to become a teacher at Columbia. After all, she still needed to have the qualifications.

"It would be lovely to have you in one of my lectures, I'm sure from reading my timetable I do have a few pre-med classes, plus neuroscience and psychology are well connected so I will probably see you often." She wondered whether she was being too pushy, but then again they had to be. "Speaking of extra credit, the psychology department is currently working closely with the science departments on the topic of working memory in primate prefrontal cortex, there's still time to sign up to help assist the research project."



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During this time Felix had lost interest, mostly because he was never an academic person and after high school had stuck to his talents of music, regardless he respected those who were involved in such brain numbing subjects. After Krystal had suggested Theodore about the project, he also suggested music, "well the good thing about musical art courses is that there isn't pressure, it's meant to be something you can chill out too especially with the harder majors." He finished off his plate of Chinese before adding, "in fact, research has suggested that playing an instrument does change the shape and power of the brain and in turn improve cognitive skills."

Krystal nodded, agreeing with Felix who continued, "you don't always have to be good to enjoy something you know," he laughed, "when I first started playing the guitar I kept breaking the strings because I was trying too hard."

"It would be a good opportunity regardless," Krystal began, talking to both Theodore and Frances, "hopefully you don't mind us intruding, since we are new here it's a bit overwhelming," she sighed, "both Felix and I got this job quite suddenly and moved to a country we've never really been in before so, we might be a bit pushy to make some friends or find familiar faces." She explained warmly.

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Theodore couldn't necessarily agree with Felix about the legal drinking age, but he did wish it was eighteen. And only since he met Frances did he start wishing because he had never been interested in alcohol, even now that he was twenty-one. So he nodded in response to Krystal's light warning.

Frances was still tensed up about the situation and, hearing Krystal, her gaze turned to the other woman. Hopefully she wouldn't be the one to rat her out.

The mention of a research opportunity certainly caught Theodore's attention. Krystal was right, it was important to do things beyond just the academics, especially if he wanted to continue in Columbia or another Ivy League for his graduate schooling. He had volunteering in his resume and he spent time interning in hospitals during the summers, but a research project had always been on his mind. The problem was his schedule was already packed, but research opportunities where the professor invited you directly weren't very common. "Don't worry, I came to a big city for the first time two years ago so I still remember what it's like to be new. You'll get used to it very fast," Theodore reassured them. He guessed they came from big cities as well, but transitioning was still hard, especially since they came from other countries. "I'll look into the research opportunity tomorrow. Hopefully I can fit it into my schedule, it would be a great opportunity. I would hate cutting back on hours at the shelter."

Frances heard Felix but she wasn't about to go into a class with either of them unless she had to. She still couldn't believe that they were professors; it always put a strain on who she was outside of school because she couldn't continue acting like she had just a minute ago. It was her home, damn it, she shouldn't have to hold herself back.

"No, I'm good," she replied to Felix, "Any extra classes I pay come out of my pocket and tuition is high enough."

Of course, that wasn't what she would've said normally but, again, she had to hold herself back. Even if Ms. Scientist over there said that they shouldn't act any different.

A phone started ringing from one of the room and, ironically, Frances gave a mental thanks to the big guy above. "That's my phone," she grumbled as she stood up. Taking her plates, she put them in the kitchen before making her way to the door on the right and disappearing inside.

Theodore looked back down to his plate, which hadn't been touched and picked it up, wanting to get a few bites in before continuing to talk.

Frances didn't take long to come out again, this time with a different top. Without another word, she moved to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

"How did Sally like the apartment?" Theodore asked a moment later, passing down his food, wanting to change the subject. "I'm guessing Felix doesn't have a problem with cats, right?"

A few moments later, Frances came back out with brushed teeth and freshly applied perfume and lipstick. Her eyes glazed over the three as she walked over to the door and stopped. "I'll be back later, Theo," she said. Frances never really told Theo where she went, but she tried to let him know whenever she left and arrived, knowing that it helped put his mind at eae at least little.

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Krystal felt herself relax a little, only now realising that she was tensed up probably because of a headache that was getting worse. "Oh yes I can imagine you are busy and the shelter really does appreciate your help, perhaps I could see what I could do in terms of timetables," she paused, pondering over the project before starting again, "the research team is divided into 3 groups, and within those groups you have mentors that you are assisting one to one, since that means the experiencing is more enriching."

"There are group meetings but other than that you work closely with this mentor so the timetable can be fit around whoever you get paired up with." She encouraged, already thinking of a way to make sure they got teamed up together, although if we were being honest it was more likely since she was new too.



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Felix shrugged at Frances' response, "well it's still something to think about," he firmly stated.

He watched as Frances took a call and began to change, assuming she was going out with those friends he had seen back at the bar. Krystal is having more luck than me, maybe I should stop being the third wheel and let them two talk," he thought.

Before he could excuse himself Theodore had mentioned Sally, "I should go check on her and then head out too, I somehow got myself roped into something," he sighed dramatically.

Krystal looked over at Felix, knowing he was probably admitting defeat for the day and somehow felt bad for him. She did get lucky, Theodore was a decent guy who tried and they had things in common whereas Felix and Frances were polar opposites. "That would be nice, I read that cats who are rehoming enjoy checking out the space on their own so maybe just check in for a bit and I'll just stay here for a bit longer," she looked at Theodore, "that is, if you don't mind."

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Frances was relieved to be out of the apartment. She would be having a serious discussion with Theo tonight because she did not want those professors spending time in her apartment. Frances could already see that the female, whatever her name was, could be spending more time with Theo but she wasn't going to have her there for more than needed. If Frances had to, she would to apply the one-hour rule on her, which was that they could ask each other to bring a certain person over for a maximum of one hour at a time if they didn't feel comfortable. If he did that research opportunity, at least he would be talking with her at school and would probably be too tired to invite her over anyway.

She had made her way down the street. Unfortunately, the people she was hanging out with tonight had chosen to go to the bar she was at earlier. At least tomorrow night she'd be far from here. When she entered, Frances was relieved to see the place full and one of the bartenders that she actually knew.

"Hey Ron," Frances said to the bartender with a grin as she walked towards the table. The group called out in welcome as she took a seat. Someone offered her a beer but, feeling still feeling slightly queasy from back up in the apartment when the professors had seen her drink, Frances uncharacteristically shook her head and the person answered with a questioning look.

"Later," she simply stated, feeilng a hand wrap around her shoulders.





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Theodore watched Frances leave and then turned to Krystal, who gave him a brief explanation of how it was set up, nodding. Maybe he could work with Krystal, who seemed to be nice enough to have as a mentor.

Just a few minutes after Frances' departure, Felix left as well. "That's right, and I don't mind at all," Theodore told Krystal before he waved to Felix and said goodbye.

"Do you want anything else?" Theodore asked, standing up to get the empty plates, "Here, I can take that for you."

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Krystal gave a quick hug goodbye to Felix and realised that she was now going to be alone with Theodore. I wish they gave me a manual or something, how do people even get close? She wondered, slightly nervous. Krystal had never had trouble making friends, mostly because the culture back home was way tighter knitted. She had a sister she could rely on and often made friend's quicker with girls than she did with boys. Plus, she's been away from the whole living game for a while so even getting used to things like getting hungry and needing the bathroom was strange. It was like she was starting out as a kid, learning.

"Thanks," she handed over her and Felix's empty plates, "a glass of water would be great," she added. More like a glass or two of wine to relax, she added to herself.

Once Theodore got back from the kitchen, with a glass of water in his hands and passing it over to her, she took a sip. "I know this must be weird, suddenly having professors next door and all," she started, "it can be a little bit intimidating I suppose, hopefully, Frances doesn't mind about the whole drinking thing."

"You said you came to this city two years ago right? Are you far from home?



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Felix excused himself and headed back into the apartment to find that Sally was curled up on the couch sleeping. Since he didn't want to scare her, he quietly grabbed his guitar which sat on its stand near the kitchen table and headed back out again.

He was somewhat nervous about playing again, mostly because it had been a while and the last time he played he had big hopes of coming here and recording that album. In a strange twist of fate, he did end up here, except he was back playing gigs in bars and being a guardian angel to a girl who won't even give out her name. Felix walked down the street to see the familiar black door and pushed it open only to see that the place was packed with people and the smell of alcohol was stronger than ever.

The bartender from earlier noticed him walking in and motioned him to the corner, mumbling something about being the opening act for tonight and telling him that things were pretty much set up and ready. With a nod, Felix scratched the back of his neck and scanned the room, wondering whether this was even a good ideas in the first place.

Taking the stage, he took his guitar out from his case and began to tune it, humming quietly while doing so. At this time no one had really noticed him there and everyone was still absorbed in whatever they were doing but once he tapped the mike and an echo rang, a few pair of eyes were on him.

"Hi, my name is Felix and I'm about to sing you a song called Dreams Don't Count," he smiled, "hope you enjoy." He looked down at his fingers which were positioned on the first chord and took a breath in before starting.