GRETCHEN.

— Just you, why don’t I
Just trust you? . . .

„ Oh how they wiggle and
Squirm

[Nodding, texting her response to text-to-speech.]

May I see the stick? I need to know if it's big enough to whittle vampire stakes with.

[She wonders if THIS guy's a vampire.]

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” me? some kind of hero or something. . . ? you've got the wrong person. ”

[ #DELTARUNERP #UTDRRP #UTRP #DTRP #MVRP ]

'I'll take it, how much?'

[Making vampire stakes with a whittling knife.]

[A lowkey, soft "oh" sound comes from her. Typing.]

'This is quite strange. My parents have never cared before to hire a babysitter, if that's what you are.'

[There's a pause.]

'So. Uh. I'm not really intimidated. Sorry.'

[She's not sorry, lol.]

[She uses her phone to type a text to speech message.]

'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'

[Stone-faced.]

[Does not even flinch. Her dad's worse than a chainsaw.]

ᅠ ᅠ
ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝐁𝐄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝐎𝐅 ...

((heehee timeskip gretchen <3

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𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻'
𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝗜'𝗺
𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁
𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧,
𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤.

'Okay...'

[She takes her dish to the sink, being careful and mindful of the au pair she beat up. The silence is admittedly comfortable, but it must end. After a few moments, there's a ring of the doorbell.]

[She obviously doesn't hear him, but... sees his mouth move. A little confused, she finishes her food.]

'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'

[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]

'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'

'I'll have him fix them after we're done eating.'

[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]

'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'

[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]

'Okay, so they were stopping me from coming in and also being really rude so I-- hit them with my bat. My brother can fix them, if you're worried about that.'

[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]

[Nobody's really... said that to her before. She digs into her plate quietly, adjusting her headband. They sit in silence, and the au pairs who she dunked sorta shakily float into the room. Stare off between them and this girl.]

. . .

[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]

++ be at home.'

[She's cooking up a storm. She wasn't lying, she can flip a pancake, at least. The smell is intoxicating. Pure, unabashed pancake smell. She brings him a plate, dropping some onto it, before doing the same for herself.]

'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++

[Holds up one finger, gathering up the ingredients. Pancakes round 2. She puts them down for a second to go to the top of the fridge, where she has a feeling his dad would keep chocolate and other thing Dev can't have. Once she has it, she's off cookin', ignoring his ass.]

'. . . Maybe I am, or you're hiding something from me.'

[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]

'Eh, doesn't really matter.'

[Opening his fridge???]

. . . [Sniff sniff.]

'What's that burnt smell?'

[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]

'Sounds about right. But now I'm a pretty good baker because of that.'

[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]

((new art and a layout coming soon i'm just slow as fuck <3 ))

[Skating through Dimmadelphia on her board. Does the sickest kickflip you've ever seen, and lands it near @aupair.bsky.social . Why? No reason. She had the kickflip in her heart. . .]

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♡ DID YOU EVER REALLY THINK I'D BECOME, SOMEONE YOU'D CALL, YOUR ENEMY? ♡

>literate fop:anw oc.
>mvrp & multiships with chem + age group.
>n/sfw but non-l*wd, minor muse.
>scribbled by shiloh / g.

#FOPRP & #MVRP & #OCRP