[ After eight months spent in Deerington, Ashe had very mixed feelings about it. She'd curse the place and it's people up and down and very loudly so everyone knew what it was she felt for the place. At the same time, there were things that were growing on her. She enjoyed the work she was doing, which was surprisingly...productive and even a little helpful. And there was Chloe and Jesse and this home that felt like her home should have felt growing up. Deerington seemed to give as much as it took, making it quite the conundrum. ]
I don't...hate it. [ .She begrudgingly moves from her position to grab her presents and pull them over. ] It's not like anythin' else I've ever done is easy or peaceful. [ Sitting back down, she picks one at random. If Jesse said they were safe to open than she'd trust that. She grabs the smallest box, because despite her Texas upbringing would have her believe, smaller sometimes is better.
She's hit by a warmth that's so soothing she leans into Jesse again and closes her eyes to feel it. The memory is one of her earliest days in Deadlock. They had just done their first big score, taking the prize out from under the noses of other more well established gangs to prove that they belonged right where they were. They'd partied late into the night, drinking, playing cards, laughing, and it had ended in a major pillow fight. She had felt safe and cared for. She'd felt important. They'd been so happy together and Ashe remembered the others crashing as the hours wore on, a pile of kids curled up together on the floor, like a bunch of puppies tired from too much mischief. She remembered curling into Jesse's side.
"I finally figured it out..." She could remember him humming to press her on, nearly asleep himself. "What family is...I figured it out." She'd felt a gentle kiss to the top of her head and it wasn't long before she'd fallen into a blissful slumber.
When Ashe opens her eyes she has a smile on her face and In her hands is a photo of their gang, curled up on their mountain of blankets and pillows they'd put together while drunk. It was like someone had taken a photograph of them while they had all been fast asleep. ]
I remember that fort. [ She hands him the photograph, wondering how he'd feel about it and if he'd remember it as fondly as she did. ]
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I don't...hate it. [ .She begrudgingly moves from her position to grab her presents and pull them over. ] It's not like anythin' else I've ever done is easy or peaceful. [ Sitting back down, she picks one at random. If Jesse said they were safe to open than she'd trust that. She grabs the smallest box, because despite her Texas upbringing would have her believe, smaller sometimes is better.
She's hit by a warmth that's so soothing she leans into Jesse again and closes her eyes to feel it. The memory is one of her earliest days in Deadlock. They had just done their first big score, taking the prize out from under the noses of other more well established gangs to prove that they belonged right where they were. They'd partied late into the night, drinking, playing cards, laughing, and it had ended in a major pillow fight. She had felt safe and cared for. She'd felt important. They'd been so happy together and Ashe remembered the others crashing as the hours wore on, a pile of kids curled up together on the floor, like a bunch of puppies tired from too much mischief. She remembered curling into Jesse's side.
"I finally figured it out..." She could remember him humming to press her on, nearly asleep himself. "What family is...I figured it out." She'd felt a gentle kiss to the top of her head and it wasn't long before she'd fallen into a blissful slumber.
When Ashe opens her eyes she has a smile on her face and In her hands is a photo of their gang, curled up on their mountain of blankets and pillows they'd put together while drunk. It was like someone had taken a photograph of them while they had all been fast asleep. ]
I remember that fort. [ She hands him the photograph, wondering how he'd feel about it and if he'd remember it as fondly as she did. ]