G–O–O–D in goodbye [pafp]

･ﾟ ✦ ° WREN WILLIAMS — ( pssh normally I'm super clueless to everything. Also Roman and Del are ? so ? cute? 10/10 Roman and Wren will be disaster bis together. Del and Cj the cutest, but angry gays uwu )

Messy hair and cuddled into bed under a royal blue comforter with leather back books laying next to him, it seemed that once again Wren had a late night of reading his parents' old books from front and back. Sure he knew the spells and old ruins like the back of his hand, but reading them gave him some sort of comfort. Even though they were dead, Wren still had a piece of them that made them feel close and make him feel better when he felt down.

Soft whines pulled Wren from his sleep and a fantastic dream that was something about flowers. Blinking open his eyes, he couldn't help but squint at the bright room. Suddenly a big and wet dog nose shoved in his face causing him to yelp and sit up quickly. The weight on his bed shifted and suddenly a whole furry head was in the young man's face and he couldn't help a laugh escape his lips. "G'morning to you too, Miss Maisie," He hummed softly, rubbing the mentioned dog behind the ears. For a moment, Wren leaned his forehead against Maisie's head with eyes closed before he pulled away. Giving the dog on last pet, Wren shifted the covers off his legs and swung them over the side of the bed. Quite honestly, the witch was still extremely tired but he'd push on for the day and hope to get in a nap later. As he continued to think about a possible nap later, Wren's feet hit the floor and he stood stretching his arms up in the air and letting out a yawn. Maisie had hoped down from the bed by now and trotted over to the closed door, sitting and waiting for the witch to be finished getting ready for the day.

Wren turned to gather the books in his arms before moving them over to sit on top of his dresser. Since he stood at the dresser, he pulled out a sweater a dark plum in color and a pair of light washed jeans. Getting dressed, Wren tucked the bottom of his sweater into his jeans, finishing it off with a medium width belt and a pair of black hightops. Without even attempting to tame his hair the slightest, the young man opened his bedroom door and began to make his way down the hall to firstly, let Maisie outside, and secondly, to find himself something to eat for breakfast Then maybe Wren would go and take a walk, hopefully dragging Delphine with him.

･ﾟ ✦ ° CAMERON JAMES —  In all honestly, Cj had absolutely no clue what time it was nor how long she'd been awake, but she was up definitely up before the sun. A storm decided to make a visit, waking the red head and causing her to hide under the covers like a small child. Even after the storm passed, Cj kept herself under the covers for about another hour or so afterwards before finally popping her head out of the covers, finding that the sun was already starting to rise. Another hour passed and the sun seemed to reach it's peak where her brothers and father started to move around. That gave Cj more than enough notice to get up and get dressed and head to collect the files for a mission along with some breakfast. Throwing on a pair of black jeans, a red and white stripped t-shirt, and eventually moving to a desk where her contacts and glasses lay. Cursing to herself quietly, the red head found she was out of contacts and would have to resort to her glasses for a bit.

Cj swung her bedroom door open, glancing down the hallway before she slipped out and headed downstairs and to the kitchen. And low and behold, who stood at the island counter reading over a file? None other then her shitty father! The witch hunter couldn't help the small face she made at the sight of him, but her face quickly went neutral as he looked up. "Good morning, Cameron. I was just looking over the case you and Roman are going to be working on," Her father spoke, closing the file and moving to hand it over to her, "Don't mess it up. "

With those last few words, the file was shoved into her hands and her father walked out of the room, most likely going to his office. The use of her full name and the tone of his words sent shivers down her spine, yet made her roll her eyes in annoyance at how short he was with her. More or less, Cj despised her father and her brothers and pretty much any man that walked the earth, well despite Roman. He was a great friend and if anything, he felt more like a brother then her real ones. And speaking of Roman...she and him probably needed to get to work as soon as possible, or at least seem like they were.

Pulling her phone from her back pocket— which she'd shoved into before leaving her room—, Cj opened her messages to Rome before typing out "heading over, we have a case and I'll probably be skinned alive if we don't act like we're working. pls be up when I get there, love u xx" before hitting send and shoving her phone back in her pocket. Cj turned on her heel and trotted back on upstairs to her room to pack a bag of extra clothes, a pair of shoes, a few knives, and a few miscellaneous items.

dunno if you're still interested but im gonna give a small bump :^)