Thread: The Darker Side of Life (LadyYunaFFX2 & littlerooster's 1x1)

Shania Whitewater The earphones had gone back in her ears. Shania had easily noted this period of time had seemed to take longer, which likely meant he had to step out and away even if she didn't. That was understandable. She didn't know much about him besides he was a Caucasian named Ethan. In fact, it made her wonder .. did he even have a job? Would he let her keep hers? If not, would he get one to make up for that? After all, they would need finances to live and perform basic daily routines eat, sleep, reside in the efficiency, and such. During the break, Shania also took the time to attempt to more properly self-diagnose herself. Was it really wrong to want this? She pulled up an array of tabs and even grabbed some of her old textbooks, trying to find hints or references to the answer. If anything, however, it seemed that this was natural in some aspects. It didn't suggest most people went to lengths like she was doing. But when a person was curious on wanting to know something, they did experiment in some form or fashion to get an answer. Thankfully, she had managed to find online that while slavery wasn't technically legal in the US, she and Ethan weren't the only ones who practiced this. In fact, quite a few people within the online role play site and other various ones were real life couples of said lifestyle. And all by choice at that matter. It was more than enough to satisfy her. Now the only real reason any anxiety still lingered was just from the fact of meeting Ethan. It was always nerve-wracking to meet new people, regardless of how old or young you were or at least that's what she noticed with herself. By the time she finished putting her things away and put the headphones back in place, Ethan had gotten back to her. That same warm smile crossed her face as she read word after word. Her reactions still seemed a tad out of place in the young Native American's mind, but she didn't let it pester her too much anymore. This reply seemed to be one of the smoothest ones by far. As she hit Reply, terms easily appeared on her screen. Master Ethan, I don't usually spend too much money on leisure items like many people do anyways. And I keep all my tips hidden away so .. it shouldn't be an issue. o.o You .. thank you. I didn't expect to be reimbursed. Then again, that comes with having been financially independent since I graduated high school. Somehow, I know you'll be a good owner. That same gut instinct is kicking in again and I hardly know how. I just know ... to trust the words. And gods yes. This is incredibly exciting, albeit a bit nerve-wracking at the same time. But the latter's been disappearing more and more with each passing second and message. Yes, I am Yeah, I know it is. I'm pretty sure I was one of the few who still kept their purity by the end of both high school and college. I didn't really pester classmates and get into their personal lives or anything ... but some just loved to brag. So .. it was inevitable to put two and two together. It was in my introduction thread but that's okay. Anyways, I'm twenty-one, pushing twenty-two in about three months. Any and all terms seem to apply in such manners, really. Think on it. It can apply to 'bastard', 'prick', 'bitch', 'whore' ... any term used or hurled at people as an insult. It's almost depressing how humanity seems to sink so low nowadays. Heh, and yet I want to be a psychologist and try to restore it. I didn't think on the irony until now. Unfortunately, the latter and that only ties in with the small but accurate rant above. Humanity just .. really doesn't seem to exist much if at all these days. I'm not sure what exactly happened but about 85-90 of people I meet are - for some reason - real ... jerks. They just ... find some reason to want to be 'tough' or 'the badass' or some clique of the like. I don't begin to understand why. It's always easier to just be yourself. Then again, maybe that is the unfortunate case with them. I dunno. I might have my degree and all but it doesn't mean I can read minds nor would I want that ability. It'd likely result in massive headaches. Good guys really do tend to finish last it seems. Another shame in this lifetime. I don't get any uneasy feelings of you yourself. Still a bit nervous of the meeting but not because of you because it's typical to be a bit anxious when meeting new people. Going off of my work schedule ... I'm off the rest of today but unless you live next door or real close and I've just never known, that's probably pushing it P I work tomorrow and the day after. And despite having been one of their best workers, they're strict as hell on giving anyone days off. I've been told by a lot of others I should just try to find another job. And .. they're probably right. But .. I dunno. Maybe it's the workaholic in me that doesn't want to. ... Oops, another rant Anyways, Friday I'll be free. I usually wake up from work days around nine to ten in the morning, sometimes sooner. Sincerely, Apache It hadn't dawned on her until after she'd hit Send and reread the last PM .. but he hadn't used 'Apache' or 'Nothing'. He'd actually addressed her as Shania. Her cheeks went red again, smile widened ... and now a low but very giddy chuckle passed her lips. Any and all anxieties seemed to fly out of her window at that moment. She'd give anything to meet him today. He really did seem adoring and sweet. It was one of the few times she wasn't feeling any sense of a lack of confidence or faith in the male she was ... meeting. Was dating an appropriate word to use? Sorta. They were going to be intimate. Meh, it could be figured out in time. In fact, that was likely the best way to go about all of this waiting. But oh, she felt like a child waiting for Christmas at this point, unwilling and not wanting to do just that. Still, it was obvious that was the only thing Shania could do. A content sigh left as she lied upon her stomach in front of her laptop, humming softly along with the lyrics.