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Addison and Violet
Kk, I’ll make the story after we make characters, you wanna do FxF or mxf?
Actually, lemme make a story rq so we can make our characters based on it
Blank X and Blank Y were somewhat forced into a relationship. Their parents wanted them to be together since they were young and eventually they were pressured into a relationship. It was awkward at first then it turned into arguing.
They both want to make the relationship better but aren’t really sure how.
Ok, here’s a background, lemme know if you like it or not
They both want to make the relationship better but aren’t really sure how.
Ok, here’s a background, lemme know if you like it or not
Kk, you wanna m or f? I don’t really care which one I am
Kk, I’m gonna start my character

Age:22
Birthday:11/04/01
Gender:Female
Pronouns:she/her
Heights:5’2
Appearance:Tan skin, short brown hair, Green eyes
((Kk, I’ll start us of))
It had only been a year since Tamara and Greyson had started living together. The relationship was rough and they had been more like roommates than anything else. Greyson came through the front door, he had just gotten some groceries and the stuff to make dinner that night. “I’m home.” He announced in a monotone voice.
It had only been a year since Tamara and Greyson had started living together. The relationship was rough and they had been more like roommates than anything else. Greyson came through the front door, he had just gotten some groceries and the stuff to make dinner that night. “I’m home.” He announced in a monotone voice.

“Yeah, whatever.” He mumbled, putting the food he had bought away. When he was done, he came out to the living room to see Tamara on the couch. “I’m gonna go upstairs, just.. call me if you need anything.” He said, his voice still pretty monotone.
Greyson went up stairs and sat on his bed. He had just been using the guest bedroom, letting Tamara have the larger room and bed. He would have to go back down soon to make dinner so he didn’t go to sleep yet.

Greyson came back downstairs about an hour later. “What do you want for dinner?” He asked. He had ended up falling asleep but not for very long. But now that he had gotten a little sleep his voice wasn’t as monotone.
“I got, uh..” He thought for a moment. “I got steak and pork. Some rice, limes… and then I got some ramen.”
Greyson grabbed a few packs. They usually made a few and then just split what was in the pot. “Alright.” Usually life together wasn’t that rough, it was usually when one of them was tired or irritated that they would start arguing.
Greyson waited for the after to boil before putting the noodles in. He let them cook, then added the broth. “Are you going out at all tonight?” He asked. Both of them had friends that they would go hang out with occasionally.
“Same.” He said putting the ramen in the bowls. “Here you go.” He gave her one of the bowls. He then took his bowl and went to the table.
He leaned back and looked at his food for a few minutes, letting it cool. Then he started to eat it. He was starting to dislike the same routine, it was the same thing everyday. Wake up, go work, come home, eat dinner, go to sleep. As he was thinking of work it reminded him. “Hey, I have off tomorrow.” He said, this would mean a three day weekend.

He laughed. “Yeah, that’s doable.” He said. Just like every other time they come over. He thought. “They aren’t staying the night again are they?” Last time her parents had stayed in the guest room, which meant he had to sleep in the larger bed with Tamara.

“Yep, I know the drill.” He said. “Let’s just hope they don’t make us get married.. although, if they’re already hoping for grand kids then we might be in a little trouble.”
“Welp.” He finished his meal. “I’ll do the dishes, then I’m gonna go to bed, work was rough.”
He smiled back and finished the dishes, then went upstairs. “See you tomorrow.”
((Timeskip?))
((Timeskip?))
The next morning, Greyson was up early again, even though he didn’t need to go to work. He showered and made enough breakfast for everyone. Tamara’s parents would be here soon, they usually turned up pretty early.

“Morning.” He said. He was setting the table when she came down. “You’re parent should be here soon, you ready?”

Greyson closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Just like every other time. He thought.

Greyson smiled. “Morning Mrs. Hernandez!” He said, waving. “I made breakfast for everyone.”

Greyson smiled and gave a peck on the lips. “You’re great too, Tamara. Come sit, I made breakfast.”

Greyson smiled. “So am I.” He said. “Well, shall we?” He asked. He had prepared eggs, hash browns, bacon and sausage with some waffles.

Greyson smiled awkwardly. “I don’t think we’re quite ready for that.” He said with an awkward laugh.
And do you want me to make a story?