[STEPHEN ATTICUS BRECKAH]

April 2024 • outfit • KEITH JONAH BRECKAH + Maëlle Natasha Orchidaceae

"You know, I never thought there was something as too much food until that restaurant," Stephen Breckah joked, glancing over at his girlfriend, Maelle Orchidaceae, "Although I don't think I can eat bacon wrapped fillet minot anywhere else ever again." It had been a date night long overdue, but he had finally got his act together to take her somewhere decent. Truth be told, the young man wasn't sure how he scored her. Pretty. Smart. Understanding. And here had been all over the fucking place between school, his home life, and other shit. Stephen still wasn't great about sharing his feelings with her, but Maelle seemed to get him all the same - even now.

It had been a harsh six months now - the family still felt up-ended by all that shit that Keith had pulled, between Jace and outing all of the family secrets. Stephen had lessen his need to go out to fights, to get money after that. The only good thing about all of it was that their father seemed to finally stop drinking, or at least, limit it. But enough about that, this evening wasn't about dwelling on his family, it was about having fun with his girlfriend. Green eyes glanced back over her now as he held the door open for her, attempting to be a gentleman as they left the fancy restaurant behind, "Where do you want to go for the rest of the evening?"

Little did they know that trouble was just lurking around, waiting for the perfect time to strike.

Save your lovin' arms for a rainy day and i'll find comfort in my pain

thanks aofie!

[Maëlle Natasha Orchidaceae]

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La nuit porte conseil

Mal was thankful that a date night was finally here for her and Stephen. Not that the ice cream dates, walks, and all that weren’t bad. But being able to dress up and go out at night on the town. It was a nice restaurant and Mal was happy. Her belly was full, and she was looking forward to lounging before stripping each other as a post-dinner workout.

“Yeah, their servings were quite decent for an upscale place!” she smiled. “I guess we may need to break in and get their recipes,” Mal added. She had gotten the lamb medallions over a pickled mint salad. It was divine, indeed.

After they left, Mal took hold of Stephen’s hand, her heels clicking on the sidewalk. “Maybe Dino’s? I’m sure by the time we get there, we’ll have room for a slab of cheesecake!” As they continued to walk, her ears picked up the sound of a car slowing down. It made her skin shiver. Out of instinct, Mal found her pace picking up – even though her hand was locked with Stephen’s.

4/13/24 // outfit // STEPHEN ATTICUS BRECKAH