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; the way I had forgotten I posted an announcement here ad got so confused when people texted me on discord sob

PuttinOnTheFoil

“I need thirty cakes.”

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            Alice leaned a little to read the paper he handed her . nodding softly . " ten cakes , I can make them for eight person each so you got a bit extra in case anyone wants double. " she said gently. " no eggs, noted - I can do that. " she smiled warmly
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            “As long as one doesn’t have egg, anything works. And thirty’s too many. Uh. Okay. Here. I have dyslexia kinda, this is hard to read.” He handed her a piece of paper with details on it. It was actually only ten cakes, one without eggs. Five chocolate, two yellow, three white. “It’s for  sixty people. Do you think that’s enough? We need them in like two weeks.”
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            " thirty cakes ? " alie glanced up with a smile . " flavors and sizes ?"
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✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " no .. Charlie you are coming home . No teddy under a bridge or anything .. you're coming home . You called me . I'm sober . I'm making the decision .."

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            ' Wilson I swear to God!' he snapped suddenly - this was the one thing he hated . " let me fucking go -" he always grew defensive when forced to do something . even more than usual
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            ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " Hell no " he stated , Wilson wasn't all that greatly strong . But he did lift patients and women sometimes and he'd be damned before he left Charlie there . Leaning down he pulled him onto his feet before he threw him over his shoulder. " We are going home "
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            " wilson , stop making decisions for me. " he muttered and rubbed his face, sitting down on the concrete and burying his face in his arms
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✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " Shhh shhh .. I've got you .. I've got you bear " it was late , late enough for the moon to be at its brightest moment of the night . Brian had woken up suddenly crying, Vincent was quick to scoop him up in his arms and hold him to his chest . " You're okay.. you're okay.. I'm here .. I'm here buddy "

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            he giggled and squirmed a bit , wriggling faintly . he was a really cute baby honestly.  stretching oht and yawning awake
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            ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " You're lucky you're so cute... You're so so lucky .. I'm so so tired " he whispered but kissed his nose
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            two small and chubby hands reached out to tap his face - giggles escaping his lips now .
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✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " Lexie .. " Grayson breathed out , and it truly felt like the first breath he had taken in a long time . His voice trembled, he looked sick truthfully , but he was out . The investigation had been closed and so had that facility . His eyes traveled along her back. It was all he could see at the moment but he knew . He knew it was her . He had dreamt about her often , sketched her , scared he would forget her face in the torturous hell he had spent to last six months in . But it was over , and even after how they left things .. he needed her . He had to see her . He had to see she was alright.

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            she looked away to blink away the tears , hating the fucking hormones . " you gave up on me first grayson . " she stated , voice hurt and quivering . " you gave up on me when you relapsed for the second time , when you picked substances over us . " she said firmly .
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            ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " You didn't give up shit .. " his eyes narrowed at her . " If ' helping me ' wasn't worth ' giving up all you had ' .. then being with me wasn't worth it .. I was there when your father flipped out .. I was there when Richie dumped your ass .. I was there whenever you needed me . I . Was . Fucking. There ... But god forbid the addict- that you knew was a fucking addict! Fucked up" he snapped . " I'm not saying that I was in the right , I fucked up I know that ... But you will not put every ounce of blame for what happened on me . You will not move on like you did nothing- like you /doing nothing/ wasn't fucking shitty"
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            she crossed her arms and shook her head . ' no . no . I was there when you fell the first time . I helped you through your relapse - I gave up my /father/ for you. " she snapped and glared , tearing up . " I helped you - I gave up all I had.. " she whispered . " and when I saw you you were looking like hell- and I was weak . I couldn't do that . I couldn't do this - I needed help , and you couldn't help me. so yes, I left."
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✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " Oh really ? Is there something specific about this facility that you don't like ?" 
          
          / Sinclair meeting Soffer

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            ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " Oh uh- .. I- I'm looking into buying the company " she admitted . " I own a few rehab facilities around the country.. "
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            he glanced at her , then back down at the blueprint . " how come you have this ? " he asked with a frown
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            ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .     " Except when people die yeah .. " she whispered softly
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When Mattie showed up at the bakery, it was in the state hunters usually did. Two black eyes, a split lip, and bruised hands. It was unusually bad for him, to be fair. A long week of games meant a long week of fights for Mattie and really, it wouldn’t have been that bad had he been smarter about it. 
          “Uhm, hi, do you have any Jo Louis cakes? They’re like chocolate with this marshmallow layer.” He asked, looking down at an aged black journal he held. “If you don’t, can I like give you a recipe and you’ll make it? I’ll pay extra?” 
          
          //hope this works!

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            “Takeaway. That’s good, yeah. Thanks.” He said quietly. “You saw him? Where? How long ago? What did he look like?”
            And all of those questions continued until Mattie was breathless. He didn’t know what he’d do if he found his father, probably punch or hug him and then cry, but he knew he had to. If there was even a tiny chance. Just so he could know why he left. So he and Harry and everyone else could stop blaming themselves. 
            
            //Hmm, I don’t know. We’ll just say he was a Hunter when he was younger, quit, got a nice boring job, had a family, then maybe something came for him and he had to flee? And I think I’ll use Kim Coates as his faceclaim because he has the right vibe lol
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            she nodded , offering a warm smile . " I'll get this - take away ? " she asked as she went to put a couple for him - stopping as he mentioned the guy . " let me have a look. " she said gently , reaching out for the picture .
            as she took it in her hands to study it , she found herself frowning . there was something about him.. she had seen him a few times the last couple of weeks . she remembered the accent too . a kind , charming old man . " i have seen him yes. " she nodded softly .
            
            ;; any backstory on his dad ?(: or anything I should add ?
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            “Yeah, okay, thanks. I’ll take a couple of those.” Mattie said and he spent a moment more rocking back and forth before speaking again. “I’m looking for someone. The guy at another store said he was here a little while ago? I have pictures.”
            Mattie opened the book, flipping through the pages until he found the photo he was looking for and put it on the counter. It was of a little boy and presumably his father. They were both in Oilers jerseys, the boy sitting on his father’s shoulders outside in a parking lot. They looked happy. The boy must’ve been Mattie, they had the same chocolatey eyes and hair, but the man’s hair was black and his eyes blue. 
            “My dad. That’s an old picture. I think I was like six so that’s fourteen years ago? His hair might be grey now? He wore leather jackets a lot and I think he smoked.” Mattie explained. “He’s Canadian too. I don’t know if that helps. Uh, yeah. Was he here? Cause a couple people said they saw him? Oh! He’s tall too. Not like me tall, but tall.”
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