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“Disappointed?” She tilted her head, smirking at him. She had no right to think he liked her better than Rose. She, herself, liked Rose better too. So she was sure he had to be at least a little bit sad to see Rose missing.

He smiled and the second she saw those dimples she was reminded of his Instagram all over again.

“A little,” he nodded, pinching his thumb and index finger together in the air and she painfully agreed.

“Well, you get me all by myself tonight.” She didn’t realize how it sounded until it was too late. Until she was cringing at all the sexual insinuations she’d just made for absolutely no reason. She could have said something else that wasn’t laced in an innuendo. But no, of course not. She had to continue her embarrassing streak when it came to Harry.

Instead of being creeped out by her, however, and pulling a confused and slightly terrified face, he laughed. And, on God, his laugh was the most amazing thing she’d ever heard. This wasn’t the first time the sound of his laughter graced her eardrums, but it was the first time he was laughing because of something she said that wasn’t about crooked penises.

“Lucky me.”

In which Y/N is an annoyance in Harry’s sculpting class.

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It’s not her forte. Her hands don’t know how to hold onto things. They tremble under pressure. They mess things up no matter how hard she tries.

Not that she had really tried very hard to begin with.

Sculpting was just not something she saw herself doing. Ever. Not with her lack of agility and poor attention to detail. But to appease her whining best friend… she’d do just about anything.

The class was held in a little art studio with large windows for ventilation and tall ceilings to display the mass amounts of student artwork on butcher block shelves. She never thought she’d be back in a classroom type setting after graduating college, but here she was.

Learning, what she proclaimed as, a useless skill.

The studio was smack dab in the middle of an inclined street. Little quaint buildings that sat on an angle because why not pour foundations on a hill and make her weekly walks to the studio a little sweatier than she would have preferred. Even if it was winter in their little beach village town. Sweat still happened. It just happened underneath a scarf and a hand-knitted beanie from the sewing shop next door.

She could not deny, however, that the late afternoon classes every Wednesday and Saturday brought her way more joy than she’d anticipated. She looked forward to meeting up with Rose at the bottom-of-the-hill cafe, sharing the daily special with her before making their way up to the studio. It was calm in the middle and end of her hectic weeks that she most definitely needed.

What she didn’t need, however, what she most certainly did not look forward to, what she could have done without, what took her joy and smashed it against a wall was him.

The instructor.

Harry ‘I have nice hands and a misleading smile’ Styles.

It had only been two weeks into their classes and he had already told her one of her bowls was garbage. That the way she sculpted a face was terrifying. That she couldn’t draw for shit and that made her attempts at sculpting even worse.

So by Saturday of their second week, she didn't care anymore. He was a jerk and she would be the best pain in his ass she knew how to be.

While everyone called him Harry, like he’d asked them to the very first day, she called him Mr. Styles. Just to see the way his eyes rolled back into his head and his nostrils flared. While everyone asked him insightful questions, like what glaze was best to use or what tool sculpted eyes most efficiently, she asked him if she could use the bathroom.

She got a fucking kick out of irritating him. Knowing he went home after their classes just as irritated as she’d been. With clenched fists and a pounding headache.

It helped that he was insanely too attractive to be teaching a bunch of millennials about sculpting in his free time.

“You should really leave him alone, he might kick us out, you know,” Rose said on their first third week walk up Justice Hill. There was no justice in walking uphill, and most fucking certainly not in the humidity-ridden beachside town. She found the street name personally offensive.

“Oh fuck him. If he kicks us out, he’ll have to refund us.” Y/N did not, even for a second, bother to lower her voice as they neared the studio, knowing any one of the other students could hear her if they were to walk by.

“Refund us what? We got the class for free, remember?”

Y/N racked her brain like she’d completely forgotten that little detail before shrugging it off. “Whatever. He won’t kick us out.”

“How do you know for sure?”

Before she could make some stupid remark about how Harry secretly liked her pestering him or about how much he seemed much too impressed by Rose’s progress to ever get rid of them, the devil himself turned the corner in front of them.

He came out from an alleyway that connected the street to a tiny parking lot. And while they were going uphill, he was coming down. He was hard to miss and so were they, but still he attempted to not see them.

“What a prick,” Y/N mumbled under her breath as they got closer to each other. And almost as if he could read her lips, he rolled his eyes so fucking hard she thought maybe they’d finally pop right out of his head this time.

“Shush,” Rose warned as the three of them finally met in the middle, at the door to the studio that was decorated with a bright yellow ‘Open’ sign, children’s drawings, hand-painted hours of operation, and one too many polaroids of past students and their sculpting creations.

They all stood and stared at each other for a moment before he opened the door first, holding it as, to Y/N’s surprise, he let them go in first. And while she was still in shock at the gesture, his body language said it all. Like he was forcing himself to be nice to the dynamic duo, to the bane of his existence. While she was too distracted by Harry and his clay-stained trousers and cable-knit sweater with a cartoon deer embroidered on it, Rose walked into the studio first. Giving Harry a polite smile that he returned almost… genuinely.

And right when Y/N made a move to follow, Harry stepped in front of her. She jolted back as he just about let the door slam her in the face.

Today was going to be fantastic.

*                                              *                                 *

“Right, so,” Harry began, clapping his dry hands together as he took a seat behind his messy table at the front of the studio. “I know some of you haven’t finished your heads yet, but our focus today will still be on the bodies. We’ll have a catch up on Saturday to make up for it.”

Y/N sought out her head on the wall where she’d placed it last week beside Rose’s, realizing for the first time just how ugly it really was. And to think she’d been trying to sculpt Harry’s annoying face. Even more annoying that no matter what she did, he was always a lot more handsome than her hunk of polymer clay.

“... because, like I mentioned, we have special guests today who will be modeling for you.” Harry stood again while two very thin and very conventionally perfect people came out in white robes. Y/N couldn’t help but gag.

“This is Hope and Jordan.” Harry motioned as he introduced them, not getting any further in his instructions before Y/N raised her hand in the back of the class.

Rose attempted to get her to put it down, too, because Harry was clearly in the middle of something, but it didn’t really work out so well. Y/N was a stubborn son of a bitch.

“Yeah?” He pointed at her, sighing while planting his hands on his hips. He knew nothing she had to ask was going to be at all beneficial to the group.

She cleared her throat and just from the smirk on her face, he braced for impact. “Are they going to be modeling nude?”

She made just about everyone blush, except for Harry. He hated how she never took anything seriously. That the art he’d spent years perfecting enough to teach meant nothing to her. It was all just a primary school joke in her eyes.

“Yes, actually,” he answered bluntly and then returned to what he was going to say before Y/N’s interruption. “So I want everyone to get a piece of paper and while they’re modeling, do a rough sketch of what you might want the body of your sculpture to look like. The importance is to get the proportions down so that when you use the clay, you’ll know how much you’ll need for each part. Just like we did for the heads.”

Harry walked around the class once the models were stripped and the sketching began. Rose started immediately, concentration on her face as she flipped between the female model and her piece of sketchbook paper.

All Y/N had was a scratch piece of grey-toned mixed media paper she’d found laying on their table. And absolutely no clue where to even begin.

She stared at Harry instead of the naked models, watching as he helped others around the room, pointing at their sketches and where they could improve. His other hand behind his back that gave her perfect access to stare at his rings. Remembering how he’d taken them off guide their first few sculpting lessons. Remembering how his hands had so gently but so fucking firmly caressed the mound of clay into the exact shapes he wanted like he knew exactly what to do with those things.

“See it’s going just as I expected back here.” When his voice was at her ear, she jumped out of her skin and out of her daydreams. Twisting her head around to him as he stood behind her, she found him staring over her shoulder at her blank piece of paper.

She narrowed her eyes at him once she’d fully processed what he said. “Sorry I’m trying to figure out the best way to scale up that dude’s micro-cock, proportionally, if you don’t mind.”

He just about choked on his own spit, and rightfully so. But when he glanced to her eyes instead of her disappointing blank canvas, with his eyebrows furrowed and his cute little nostrils flared just the way she liked them, it was clear his reaction wasn’t for the reasons she’d intended.

He was quiet. Lips pursed, mind completely empty apart from hearing her say cock over and over again. Echoing against his skull. Making a home for itself in his hippocampus for later purposes. When he was not in a class full of students with their eyes on him, watching him get hard at the fucking way she said cock.

“Leave you to it then,” he cleared his throat and continued on.

“He may not kick us out, but killing you is still an option,” Rose whispered once Harry was a safe distance away from them.

Y/N leaned back in her seat to watch him walk down the rest of their row. His hands behind his back again, eyes wandering over shoulders.

As long as he had those rings on while he choked her out, she was okay with that.

*                                              *                                 *

Everyone had moved on to their bodies. Gathering the clay they needed from the front and using their sketches as guidelines to build around the pre-made wire and aluminum foil armature. Most everyone had some sort of a form being attached to the heads of their sculptures by the time Y/N even got started.

Because she decided on using Harry as reference after all and he would just not stand still.

With the models gone, they were on their own, with help from Harry of course. He played several videos and gave various demonstrations to aide them. It wasn’t supposed to be perfect, but after she gave it her all for about ten minutes, she was ready to give up. Her body looked like a very lumpy, very deformed version of Shrek.

She took a break again, watching Rose sculpt for a while instead. She watched Harry sometimes too as he walked around the class again in gloves this time. Smoothing out features and picking up tools to aid in the process of forming collarbones and wrinkles.

The studio was in its typical state of disarray. Random cups of milky water on every table, pieces of clay smushed into the tile floor, tools and used gloves strewn about with no rhyme or reason. Harry thrived in that kind of environment while Y/N well… she hated it.

She wanted organization and cleanliness. Her nine-to-five called for that kind of thing. But she was slowly getting used to it. To letting go and embracing the mess while she was here. She wasn’t the one that had to clean it all up anyways.

The only time she wasn’t daydreaming was when Harry started up their aisle again, walking in front of their table this time however. He helped a couple others at the end of their row, watched some of them work before eventually landing right in front of Rose’s station.

He cocked his head to the side while he watched her struggle to form an even pair of breasts on her headless lady. And even though Y/N was trying her best to look busy, she just couldn’t help it.

Rose handed her work in progress over to him with a frustrated huff after he offered his assistance. And like… no way was Y/N missing out on Mr. Harry fucking Styles fingering some clay into the perfect set of boobs. No way.

Especially fucking not when he removed his gloves and used those fingers in their bare glory the way she wished he’d use them someplace else. She watched while he slapped some more clay on Rose’s poor flat-chested model and proceeded to smooth it out with his expert fingertips. She watched the clay melt under his touch, watching him dip into their shared cup of water to aid the process. She looked away long enough to admire the concentration on his face, the way he bit down on his lip and furrowed his brows the way she was used to. She watched again while he fixed all of Rose’s mistakes just by gliding his thumbs over the two perfect little lumps on her sculpture that sure as hell hadn’t started out so perfectly.

She had no idea why Harry sculpting a tiny set of breasts on what would eventually become a mermaid got her so hot and bothered but… it did. It did so fucking much, she was almost salivating like a dog by the end of it, thinking about what his hands could do with the real deal. But then he handed it back to Rose with a content smile on his face and burst Y/N’s little bubble.

“Might be better,” he said softly and Rose nodded in agreement. She hadn't noticed before, but when he stood to his full height it was clear he’d been leaning over on their table. Closer to the both of them than he’d ever really been before. And she knew he was tall, taller than Rose, who was five foot seven inches herself. And not just that but his shoulders were broad and his arms were a humble amount of muscular. Almost like he was a sculptor that kneaded clay a hundred hours a week. Maybe that was why she was a soaking wet mess.

He stretched his gloves back onto his hands and glanced Y/N’s direction. Eyes going straight from her disaster of an art piece to her flushed face and back.

“Don’t even know where to start to fix yours up,” he commented while moving slightly to his right until he stood directly in front of Y/N this time.

She looked at her abomination, wondering if it would be her worst idea to push more of his buttons or not. But, she went for it anyways. Her lack of impulse control would definitely come back to bite her in the ass one day.

“It’s the penis. Still haven’t gotten that down yet.”

He nodded, amused rather than his previous reaction to her antics. “Can see that, yeah. He’s got a bit of a crooked willy there.” Harry poked at it with his index finger and she became hyper aware of his closeness this time while he leaned over her tabletop again. Because his hands were right there, almost touching her own. And they were big, bigger than she realized. She could see him perfectly through the transparent gloves, his long fingers with clipped nails at the end that were well taken care of, considering.

She would need to soak herself in holy water for a while after this.

“Oh, is that not what the male anatomy looks like?” She teased, not fully realizing they were getting along for the first time and it was because of dicks. Because she’d put an oddly shaped protrusion on her figure before she’d even done much else with the blob of clay stuck to her form.

“No,” he laughed, shaking his head at her and standing up straight again. “Maybe if you paid attention when the models were out here, you’d know that.”

“Maybe if you hired someone who’s cock I could actually see from all the way back here without a fucking magnifying glass.” She was only slightly aware of how fully immersed she was in the debate over this penis.

But all he heard was cock again. She really needed to stop saying that. Because this time his mind was a little more imaginative while he stared at her lips and thought about the way she might say that on her knees in front of him.

He shook his head clear. She was an insufferable nuisance that he just barely tolerated on a good day. He didn't need her clogging up his brain with her cock talk too.

“Just fix it.” He mumbled.

She huffed when he left her to her own devices, not even bothering to offer his help, but she really shouldn’t expect any less. If he helped her, he would be doing it all for her. And that was hardly the point of taking a class to learn how to sculpt if the hot instructor was just going to do everything for you.

“Is there a reason why you’re arguing with him about penises?” Rose asked, hushing her voice around the apparently taboo word.

“It’s fun. And if I’m going to sit here in this stupid class with you I’m going to have some fun.” Y/N, on the other hand, was not hushed or subtle at all, as she ripped off the phallic piece of clay from her sculpture.

Rose cringed when she glanced past Y/N to find Harry looking right at her. He had been helping someone a few seats down and clearly not far enough away to have missed what Y/N said. All of his features drooped and he looked genuinely upset. Rose wished she could put a filter over Y/N’s mouth to save everyone from her insensitive outbursts. Especially Harry. He always tried so hard and for Y/N to brush everything off and boil it all down to a ‘stupid class’ even broke Rose’s heart a little. So she could only imagine how Harry felt.

After their typical hour and a half was up, once everyone at least had some semblance of a body minus the legs and arms, Harry called the class back to order.

“Alright, that’s time. You can put your armatures back on the shelves, carefully. As always, I’ll be around for a little while after. Have a great rest of your night, I’ll see you all on Saturday.” He finished his spiel, turning away to help clean up before a lightbulb went off in his head and his voice rang through the studio again, “Oh, and make sure you bring your sketches back with you!”

Everyone worked on cleaning up, including Harry. And while Y/N took both her and Rose’s sculptures over to their respective spots on the shelves, Rose walked up to the front of the class without any warning whatsoever.

She tapped Harry’s shoulder and watched while his smile faded just the tiniest bit after he turned to find her. That Rose’s poor face had to be associated with the thunderstorm that was Y/N.

“I just wanted to say sorry… about Y/N.” Both Rose and Harry glanced at the girl in question near the back of the studio, playing with their two sculpted bodies like they were barbie dolls. “I forced her to do this with me so she hasn’t really taken it seriously. But I’m really enjoying the class, you’re a fantastic instructor.”

His smile returned again and if he was being honest with himself, it really did make him feel better to hear her say that. He had some sort of a reasoning for Y/N’s horrible attitude and while he wished it was her apologizing and not Rose, he figured it was good enough.

“Thank you. You’re doing really well so far. I’ll see you on Saturday, yeah?”

She nodded, giving him one last polite smile before trotting back to Y/N and helping her clean up the last bits around their workstation.

“Please do not tell me you were flirting with him.” Y/N gagged, using a ball of clay to gather the little pieces spread across their table like a magnet.

“No, actually, I was apologizing to him for your behavior.”

Y/N snapped her head up, first at Rose and then Harry all the way across the room from them. “You what?”

“He’s just trying to teach and you’ve been a fucking knobhead.”

Y/N gasped in fake offense, which was actually slightly real offense. “Excuse me, he made fun of my bowl the first day, you seem to have forgotten about that.”

“A toddler could have made a better bowl than that, Y/N, and you know it.”

She frowned, grumpily averting her eyes to the table with her arms crossed over her chest like she really was a toddler.

“I’m just saying,” Rose started, a bit calmer this time, “stop pestering him.”

*                                              *                                 *

Y/N thought about everything Rose had said. About how much she wished she could take things seriously and not constantly get on people’s nerves all the time, but she simply did not know how to. Taking the piss out of things and making jokes was how she got through her days.

But she did agree. Harry didn’t deserve her behavior. Maybe he was a bit of a jerk to her to begin with, but insulting his class might’ve been crossing a line.

Because she didn’t actually think it was stupid. She quite enjoyed listening to him. She liked learning something new and following his instructions as he walked them through some of his techniques. She liked being connected to all the people in the little studio, even if only briefly. Complete strangers all shared that one little thing in common and it made her all fuzzy and warm inside each time she met up with Rose at the end of every Wednesday and Saturday.

Hiding behind a bit of humor, however, was a lot more comfortable than admitting she found pleasure in anything as corny as sculpting classes.

On Friday night, boredom got the best of her and she took a chance upon searching Harry’s name on Instagram while she took her weekly bath. It had been Rose’s idea, the bath, not stalking her attractive sculpting instructor online. That decision was completely her own. But the baths at the end of stressful weeks had a little influence from her best friend, as did most aspects of her life. Baths were a waste of time, in her opinion, and she preferred the efficiency of showering. But Rose had given her nice smelling soaps and weird fizzy things for bath time and well… she couldn’t let them go to waste.

So, amid her regularly scheduled, once-a-week bath, she scrolled shamelessly through Harry’s feed. Because he did, in fact, have an instagram. And she only knew it was him because every fourth post was a video and in said videos were his hands. And, fuck, they were just as nice on film as they were in person.

He didn’t post much of his face, which she thought was an actual crime, but there was a lot about him and his sculpting. She found out it had been his sister’s birthday recently, who, when she smiled, looked just like him. He’d also just finished a piece he seemed really proud of, a clay head and bust of a pit bull, to which he linked in the caption about a local shelter who rescued the breed specifically and needed donations. Her heart nearly fucking melted.

Harry wasn’t much of an open book, though, unless he let his art do most of the talking. He seemed to enjoy sculpting women the most, which is probably why he’d been so good at de-lumping the breasts on Rose’s mermaid. But all the female sculptures he made weren’t sexual at all. They had meaning behind them. Like every single clay face she clicked on throughout his photos had a story. Like he was uplifting rather than fetishizing.

And not every single one of them was skinny and had perfect features. She was shocked to see at least half of the creations she’d skimmed through were of larger women with imperfect breasts at times and asymmetrical faces. Not sticking to typical European beauty standards as she may have originally assumed he might.

It made glancing down at her very much imperfect body feel a little less like an attack. Because Harry spent his time putting all his love into his little sculptures with diverse body types that she almost felt ashamed for ever hating hers.

Once she was done clicking on just about every single post he’d ever made, she finally found a selfie. Well… not really a selfie. Someone else had clearly taken it of him candidly while he had been working. But there was an awfully cute smile on his face and very familiar dimples poking into his cheeks that make her heart warm up again.

He wasn’t a damn thing like she’d assumed he was from the beginning. She thought his art centered around the ideal, and that maybe he was a little condescending because of it. But his Instagram told a different story about his art. And she wanted to know so much more about him.

She was completely lost in her dreams about him that just the smidge of distraction led to accidentally liking a photo of his from two years prior.

She’d have to move countries. Change her name. Delete everything. Never look back. Y/N? A distant memory.

Before dropping her phone in the tub and really making a complete ass out of herself, she threw it, instead, onto her furry rug in the middle of the bathroom and sunk herself down into the water. Wondering if it would really be so bad if she just drowned a little bit.

Because she desperately wanted to. There was nothing she could do. Not even unliking the picture would help. He’d still see the notification. Still click onto her page and realize who in the fuck had just liked a two-year-old post of his that he, himself, had probably even forgotten about.

She wanted nothing more than to sink her head under the pink-tinted water and never come back up. Her mind would not stop with the visualizations of what his reaction might be. Things he might be thinking. Like is this that fucking bitch from my sculpting class? Or whether or not she might find herself blocked by morning.

God, just make it stop.

But suddenly her phone buzzed and her heart just about stopped beating. It had to be the notification that Harry blocked her. Was that even a thing? Did Instagram notify you if someone blocked you? And why was her phone on silent? Because her Instagram notifications and her text messages made very different sounds. If it was just a text, she’d consider ignoring it. She’d continue marinating in all her shame a little while longer. But it ate her alive not knowing what the buzzing was from.

So, carefully, she pulled herself upright and reached across the floor until she had her phone in her hand. Before she clicked the screen on, though, she closed her eyes and inhaled a deep breath.

But when she opened her eyes and found out why her phone had buzzed, she let that breath out and settled her ass down again. It was Rose.

Hey, I can’t make it tomorrow for class. Felt like absolute shit at work today and had to go home because as it turns out I have the flu.

“Fuck,” Y/N mumbled to herself. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to go alone because facing Harry after she just did what she did was one thing, but doing it all by herself was another. But a part of her did still want to go tomorrow. The part before her horrific accident when she was full on getting a love boner over Harry. She’d wanted to see him again so fucking bad.

Okay. I probably won’t go too then

Y/N physically frowned at the idea of waiting another five days to see Harry again. Her brain really needed to make its fucking mind up about him. Did she want to see him or not?

No! You have to go and tell me what I missed!

Y/N rolled her eyes, but felt relieved. Even after her embarrassing slip up, her desire to see Harry again still prevailed. And she hated it. How was she even supposed to look him in the eye tomorrow, both of them knowing damn well she’d been stalking his Instagram back to two fucking years ago?

*                                              *                                 *

It was beyond weird sitting in their usual cafe on Justice Hill alone, even without the whole Instagram fiasco of the previous night she was trying everything in her power to forget about.

However all the desperate attempts to bury that awful experience were fruitless when she glanced across the room over her latte and found a very familiar set of grumpy-looking eyes already staring at her. But once she did notice him, he immediately looked away, stepping up to the counter to order his own cup of coffee.

She nearly choked on her drink, having to set it down and wipe what had spilled onto her chin off with a napkin she’d already used to sop up another one of her messes.

Of the three weeks now they’d been going to classes and frequenting the cafe just before, she’d never seen Harry. It was like he didn’t have a life outside being an instructor. He just popped up in the studio and she always left before him so she had no idea what he did after class either.

But seeing him here was like seeing a fucking unicorn in real life.

She couldn’t help watching him either, even if she knew she shouldn't. But, in her defense, he was wearing beautiful wine-colored corduroy pants with a tight white t-shirt tucked into them and a beige coat thrown over his arm to match. And for shoes he had on his usual white vans that had gained a few more scuff marks since the last time she’d seen him. His fashion would look terrible on anyone besides him.

He glanced her way again, briefly, when he left the counter with his cup, fighting his legs from walking in her direction but not exactly winning that battle.

And to her surprise, he stood right in front of her, behind the chair where Rose usually sat.

And when she looked up at him, he completely forgot why he had come over. He had no fucking clue what he was doing there. But it was too late now for him to back away and pretend like it never happened.

“Your friend's not coming?” His voice shook, but she didn’t notice with the way he finally took his fucking eyes off of her and gave her a chance to breathe again. He glanced at his watch just to confirm that it was, in fact, only five minutes until class started and it seemed reasonable to assume Rose wasn’t meeting her before then.

She pulled herself together and pretended like his close presence wasn’t intimidating her in the slightest.

“Disappointed?” She tilted her head, smirking at him. She had no right to think he liked her better than Rose. She, herself, liked Rose better too. So she was sure he had to be at least a little bit sad to see Rose missing.

He smiled and the second she saw those dimples she was reminded of his Instagram all over again.

“A little,” he nodded, pinching his thumb and index finger together in the air and she painfully agreed.

“Well, you get me all by myself tonight.” She didn’t realize how it sounded until it was too late. Until she was cringing at all the sexual insinuations she’d just made for absolutely no reason. She could have said something else that wasn’t laced in an innuendo. But no, of course not. She had to continue her embarrassing streak when it came to Harry.

Instead of being creeped out by her, however, and pulling a confused and slightly terrified face, he laughed. And, on God, his laugh was the most amazing thing she’d ever heard. This wasn’t the first time the sound of his laughter graced her eardrums, but it was the first time he was laughing because of something she said that wasn’t about crooked penises.

“Lucky me.”

He left her so fucking speechless, that after he started backing away from her table, reminding her to not be late, she still ended up being late. Because she sat in her chair for what felt like a century repeating his two words over and over again in her head.

Lucky me.

She knew he was only teasing but the way he’d just gone along with her original joke and how his voice sounded when he said it, she could not believe it. She could also not believe how Harry had some kind of massive hold on her that she sat staring at a wall for ten minutes trying to figure out how to operate properly again just to get up out of her chair.

Lucky fucking me.

She could scream.

If she wasn’t in public.

There was an extra pep in her step as she took Justice Hill alone this time, partially because of how giddy Harry had made her and partially because she was late… right after he told her not to be. But how was she supposed to be on time after what he’d just done to her emotions. And to the throbbing mess between her legs, but that's another story entirely.

Everyone was all over the place when she’d finally arrived, though, so it made slipping in the back that much easier. Not that she got past Harry’s watchful eyes, though, but at least she wasn’t interrupting anything while the class readied their workstations for another full night of going ham on their sculptures.

Harry kept his eyes on her mostly the entire time she did the same at her empty little area, watching as she tucked her purse under the desk for safekeeping and threw a couple tools he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen her use onto the table. When she wandered off to the wall of shelves to retrieve her absolutely horrifying work of art, he finally gave her some privacy again. But he couldn’t help the fact that he’d been worried sick when she didn’t show up on time after he’d just seen her at the cafe, thinking something horrible could have happened to her between there and here.

So making sure she was unscathed before he, too, got his area organized was essential.

She sat in her chair and stared at what she had made the past three weeks. They’d started with something simple on the first day, taking a pre-cut slice of clay and free-handing a bowl with a few tips from Harry thrown in here and there. Then they jumped straight in after he showed them a few clips of sculptors working, pausing to explain specific things about creating a head and face. They were given everything they needed to make sculpting a complete figurine of a human body as easy as possible.

And still, she managed to create a combination of Shrek and the abominable snowman.

She huffed, wondering if she asked nicely enough Harry would let her just start all over. But before she could even think to do so, he clapped his hands together and got everyone’s attention for today’s mini-tutorial.

He explained smoothing to them and how there were many different ways of doing it so that your end results weren't littered in fingerprints. He reminded them to use water to smooth out the initial shapes of the clay they wanted and if they were having a really hard time with too much warmth from their fingers to use the gloves.

He ventured a little into detail work of the bust, showing a short clip of another artist forming collar bones with just two tools and her fingers. He explained what tools those were and why they were the most efficient for details and went on some more about other detail tools that were good for different things.

And the entire time she was far too lost in his voice and how his eyes lit up passionately when he rambled to even think about the fact that she wasn’t taking a single note for Rose’s sake.

They’d done a few lessons on details for the face, but they had yet to really get that far, only having put on tentative eyelids, lips and a nose for their heads before he really dove deep into details in what she assumed would be a full class later on.

And when he finally took a break to ask for any questions, she was, of course, the first to raise her hand. He thought about ignoring it, knowing all too well that anytime Y/N raised her hand in the back of his classroom, she was up to no good. But he was too nice to do that to anyone, even her.

So he called on her by nodding his head and she cleared her throat while he grimaced, expecting the worst.

“So, um, for example if we were going to do bigger details like abs on a male figure, what would be the best tool for that?”

He could have sworn he was having a heart attack. He had to blink a few times just to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. She was actually asking him a legitimate question, and a good one at that. He had to repeat what she said in his head first, just to make sure it was real, before he answered, completely unprepared.

“Um… well after you lay out the clay where you want on the body, you can use one of the knives to blend the edges,” he held up an example of one for her, “and then a large ball or oval tool like this,” he held up another, “to smooth everything out. You’d probably want a more blunt pointed end to shape them, though, after you blend the clay in.”

She nodded like she’d been fully absorbing every single word coming out of his mouth and then he watched as she dug around quietly in the tool kit on her desk, in search of the types of tools he’d mentioned.

He could not fucking believe it though. She finally showed a stitch of interest in learning about sculpting. And he had no idea why she decided to right now. Maybe it was because she was without her partner in crime, but either way he was stunned. Absolutely fucking marveled.

After a few more questions and some demonstrations, he let everyone go and continue working on their projects while he circled the room as he normally did. And he found himself glancing at her from time to time, all by herself in the back with a genuine look of concentration on her face as she attempted making her creature a little less loch ness monster and a little more human.

Eventually, after he figured she was giving it enough effort for him to step in and help if she needed, he headed her way. And just as she sensed him walking down her aisle, while she was busy shaving off clay, a piece of it went flying into the air, completely out of control.

He stopped in his tracks after almost being smacked in the face with a chunk of clay and bent over to pick it up before someone squished it into the bottom of their shoes. He leaned over the edge of the table in front of her again, setting the piece of clay down next to her gently while she bit her lips between her teeth and tried to hide her embarrassed red cheeks behind her hands.

“Sorry!” She squealed at him, further digging herself into a hole.

He shook his head, “S’alright. Not the first time that’s happened.”

She laughed at the thought of him actually getting hit in the money maker with a hunk of clay and it eased her worries a little.

“So how are those abs going then?” He asked.

She stared at her sculpture for a moment before she sighed and turned it around to face him. It wasn’t as bad as it had been before, but it was still pretty rough.

“Mind if I…?” He held his hands out and she, without a single hesitation, handed it over to him.

He immediately grabbed the shaving tool she’d been using, and since it still sat next to her where she’d put it down moments ago, his fingers brushed against her hand when he picked it up. Sending every one of her nerves in the general area on a field day to mess with her nether regions again. It’s just… his fucking hands were an art form in and of themselves. His knuckles prominent, stretching soft skin around the bone. His veins protruding every time he made a more delicate move that required precision. Even the ones on his arms underneath the ink when he was a bit more rough with her sculpture sent her over the moon, while he shaved off bits and pieces with firm pressure to define the shape of the body and somehow create a human-like figure from her mess.

Then he started smoothing down the surface with a little water on his fingers and she went batshit. His hands while dry were one thing, but sparkling, wet, slippery fingertips? Lord have mercy.

She watched him spread a chunk of extra clay onto what would be the figure’s chest to build it up a little more with the knowledge of their previous conversations about dicks and abs making it clear she was attempting to make a male figure. She couldn’t help but watch his muscles flex underneath his tight white t-shirt. From far away across the cafe it had caught her attention. And now right here, she was definitely not letting it go unnoticed. It wasn’t too tight that he looked ridiculous, but just the right amount to show off every curve of his biceps and triceps and whatever other -ceps he had hiding underneath the shirt. He was normally in oversized tops so she was taking full advantage while she still had the chance to.

When he handed it back to her, it was like he’d done some kind of magic spell to get it to look so good after what she’d given him to work with. He leaned forward a little more and pointed at the figure’s chest and she was only halfway paying attention to him when he spoke, mostly focusing on how close he was and every single time he accidentally brushed his skin against hers.

“So if you want to make the abs,” he paused to glance over and dig through her pile of tools until he found the one he was looking for. “Use this to kind of sketch out the shape like we did with the faces,” he took the ball tool and rolled it down the middle of the chest, making a short indent to separate where the pectorals might be, “then you can add on the dimension like I was saying earlier.”

She took over the tool when he flipped it around and gave it to her so she could try for herself. And he watched for a short while as she did what he said to do, sketching out tentative abs, but not really knowing exactly what they looked like to come to any sort of realistic end. Her figure started to look like a shirtless Johnny Bravo.

He just giggled and pointed his stupid finger back into her personal space, smoothing down her mistakes until they disappeared, “Have you never seen a six-pack that wasn’t on a cartoon character?”

She racked her brain, trying to say something funny, but once she looked into his eyes, nothing came to mind. “Of course I have. I just don’t know how to make them look realistic.” She couldn’t exactly remember the last time she’d been faced with a naked man’s chest, but she had seen them before.

“Well…” Harry sighed, resting his head on his hand and staring at her sculpture sideways, “he doesn’t have to have abs.”

And then she said it. Something worse than her earlier set of words back at the cafe. She had no clue what was going on with her tonight, but she needed an ass-kicking for it.

“Do you have abs?”

“Me?” His eyes flickered up to hers in shock and it was far too late for her to backtrack, she was here and she had to face what she’d done. Even while he looked at her like she was fucking insane.

“Uh, well. I mean…” She had no fucking clue what she meant. And even if she did, she sure as shit wasn’t telling him.

Then it clicked in his brain. “You’re not using me as reference, are you?”

After a solid three seconds of just staring at him, she laughed. “No, of course not.”

“Hope so after you gave him that wonky penis.”

She sighed once they were through it. Once he’d proved, yet again, that he didn’t make her embarrassing statements feel as bad as they really were. He kind of just... went along with it.

But then she made it even worse.

“So yours isn’t wonky and crooked, then?”

Jesus, fuck Y/N just shut up.

His smile never faded, however, and instead, he leaned close again and whispered, “Maybe one day you’ll be lucky enough to find out.”

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[jessylostherpen]

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This situation happened with my husband and me, and I feel it's not an uncommon problem no matter which carrier you were using.

BACKGROUND: We switched from Verizon to T-Mobile. The manager at the store we went to baited and switched us so we cancelled our contract within 20 days or so of starting it (There were a few other resons, but that was the most significant one). We returned our phones in the original boxes with all the accessories included. We did everything on our end to end our contract and we ported our phone numbers over to a different carrier.

Then, we started getting bills from T-Mobile saying we had a credit. We called them to try and get that credit paid out to us, but they told us we had to go in person to the store to get that money. We didn't want to make that trip for a few reasons, half of them personal, half of them practical. Each time we tried to deal with customer service, the person we would speak to always had a script and wasn't deviating from it to save their life. Sound familiar?

Then, two whole years after canceling the contract, we got a notice last March that T-Mobile wanted ~$130 from us or they would contact a debt collection agency. I tried working with the T-Mobile helpdesk on Twitter to get to the bottom of this, but they claimed they couldn't access my account until I verified my number with them. That felt like a red flag to me and I refused to. Instead I did some digging to find out how legitimate this threat was and how to counteract it. Then I found the FCC (Federal Communications Commission)

Their man goal is to make sure you as a consumer are being treated fairly by your carrier, whether it be phone, internet, cable, or otherwise.

Here is the link that will help you: https://consumercomplaints.fcc.gov/hc/en-us

Submit the evidence you have. I submitted my account number, pictures of the conversations with the help desk, and a picture of the notice T-Mobile sent along with the information the FCC needed in the form. The FCC will contact you to let you know they're looking into the matter. If your former carrier doesn't contact you to resolve your issue, they will face hefty fines from the FCC. I received one last bill that I paid because that bill was for a SIM card my husband was using in his iPad that we had forgotten about. That also included the cancellation fee for that SIM card. It was less than half of what they were asking from us when they were issuing the debt collection notice.

So if you're ever caught like this, send your information to the FCC. It's 100% free to submit a complaint and it can resolve an issue that you may not have the time or resources to solve yourself.

Update:

They have refunded the check I sent along with a letter that basically says “we did nothing wrong and because we did nothing wrong, we’re sending the credit that was on your account when you canceled your contract with us that we’ve been keeping for two years.”

Justice.

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[mrmobilecellphone]

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[hotforharrison]

His Service ch 4: It’s the destination, not the journey

Chapter 3 <-- His Service Masterlist --> Chapter 5

Pairing: Tom Holland/Reader, eventual Harrison Osterfield/Reader

Summary: A series of memories of memories relating to the love of your life, Tom, and his service in the Army.

Word Count: 3,023

Warnings: Language and smut, my usual go-tos.

A/N: Longer than usual chapter! Poor reader! 

You walked up to the ticket counter at the airport, wheeling your suitcase behind you, giving her your ID. “I’m heading to the Lawton Fort Sill airport.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am, your connecting flight to Dallas Fort Worth has been canceled due to the weather. Would you like to take a later flight or receive a full refund?” the ticket agent told you.

“How much later?” you asked. “My boyfriend is graduating from basic training, and Family Day starts tomorrow morning.”

“We’re pretty booked up right now. Looks like the earliest open seat I have is at 11:30am, with a connecting flight to Lawton Fort Sill at 6:00pm, arriving at 8:40pm,” she said.

“I’d miss the entire Family Day!” You felt tears burning hot in your eyes. “Fine, though. I’ll take it. Since it was the weather, I take it there’s no free hotel room?”

She booked your new flight. “No, there’s not. I’m sorry again, ma’am.”

“It’s okay. Sometimes stuff happens,” you responded, with a shrug, before you turned around and headed back to the airport entrance.

Your ride was long gone already. You’d chosen an airport a few hours away from home to save significantly on your plane tickets, which was now pointless because you were going to have to pay for an extra hotel room for the night.

No one from London was able to make the trip for his graduation, so Tom was going to be alone for Family Day now. Lovely.

You used your phone to find a last minute hotel room near the airport and get an Uber to take there. Since that was done, you opened your messenger app to text Tom.

You: Not sure when you’ll have your phone back, but my flight got canceled, and they weren’t able to get me on a flight until tomorrow afternoon. I won’t be getting in until tomorrow night. I’m so sorry I’ll be missing Family Day, but I should hopefully be there for graduation.

With a heavy sigh, you went to wait for your Uber.

----

The hotel you went to was overbooked. In fact, all the hotels within a reasonable price range in the area were booked up due to the flight cancellations.

You spent over two hours trying to find somewhere to stay so you could be a functional human being for traveling the next day.

It left you over half an hour away from the airport in a motel that had seen better days, and cost entirely too much for what it was, but at least it was something.

You settled down in your room, ready to take a shower and head to bed.

After being used so much, your phone really needed to be charged, but you quickly discovered that you’d only packed the USB cable half of your charger.

You were so exhausted that you decided to just take a shower and set the alarm clock in the room for early enough that you could go buy another power adapter at the nearest store.

Tom probably wouldn’t get his phone back that early, so you had plenty of time to charge yours for when he got in touch with you.

The bed was uncomfortable, but you eventually drifted off to sleep.

----

Daylight was streaming through the edges of the curtains when you woke up, and you immediately panicked.

It was after 11am, and you weren’t even out of bed. Your flight was supposed to take off in about half an hour. Your hotel was over half an hour away. That flight was not going to happen.

You checked the alarm clock and found you’d set the alarm for 6PM instead of 6AM.

Even though you were missing that flight, you still hurried to check out of the motel so you could head to the airport via a taxi you called from your room, since your phone was dead.

The taxi was late, and you didn’t get to the airport until almost 1pm. Then, you waited in line to go to the ticket counter once again.

“I’m late for my flight, which was entirely my fault, and I’d like to book a new one to Lawton Fort Sill, as soon as possible,” you said.

“I can get you to Dallas Fort Worth today, but you’d be on stand-by for the last two flights to Lawton Fort Sill,” the ticket agent replied.

“Thank you. I’ll do that,” you told him, handing over your card to pay for another plane ticket and to check your bag. It would be worth it to see Tom again.

You had slightly over two hours before your flight took off. At least there would be a shop in the airport to buy a new power adapter after you got through security, and somewhere to plug it in.

Security was relatively painless, since you hadn’t brought much with you that wasn’t in your checked bag.

Before you headed to your gate, you quickly walked around trying to find a shop that might have a power adapter, eventually finding one with a drastically overpriced charger for your phone.

Your gate had some power outlets, and you plugged your phone in to charge, powering it on as soon as you could.

You had unread messages from Tom.

Tom: It’s not your fault the flight was canceled, sweetheart. I have my phone back for a bit now, so I’m going to call.

Tom: Is everything alright? It went straight to voicemail. Are you on an earlier flight?

Tom: Well, Family Day is starting soon, and we have to give our phones back. I’ll see you tomorrow morning. I can’t wait to be with you again, love.

For the second time, you’d missed talking to him. You wanted to curl up in a ball and cry again, like you had when you missed his phone call before, but you settled for just the crying part. You’d pull yourself back together before your flight to Dallas.

----

Your flight to Dallas was long, but you made your way to the gate for the flight to Lawton Fort Sill. Both of them were booked up, but you did get on a morning flight. Unless the flight defied the laws of physics, you were going to miss the ceremony, but you'd definitely get to see him for his 36 hour pass off base after that. You couldn’t wait.

You’d already talk to the hotel you booked to let them know you still intended to stay for the next two nights, and that you wanted them to give a keycard to Tom if he showed up before you did.

You pulled out your phone to text Tom to let him know.

You: I’m so sorry I missed your call again. Fuck the universe right now. This trip so far has been a complete shitshow. I’ll tell you all about it later. I won’t be at the airport until early tomorrow afternoon, and I’ll head straight to the hotel. I’m attaching the confirmation page with all the booking info, in case you get there before I do. I already called and told them you might be there first. Hopefully, they made a note of it somewhere.

You put on your headphones and decided to watch some YouTube videos to decompress, since you were spending the night in the airport at the terminal.

You’d already set a dozen different alarms. Oversleeping was not going to be an issue again.

-----

You thought the flight to Dallas had been long, but the flight to Lawton was infinitely longer, the seconds until you would get to see Tom again passing by slower than molasses.

Even though you’d been up for almost 24 hours, sleep wasn’t going to happen when you were so keyed up. You wouldn’t be able to relax until you were in Tom’s arms again.

You did everything you could to help pass the time. Reading took too much focus. You hated every single song that came up on shuffle on your mp3 player. You’d turned off your phone to preserve battery life, paranoid another incident would happen with your phone dying at the worst possible time.

“I hate to be nosy, but are you okay?” the woman seated next to you asked.

“Yeah, I’m just seeing my boyfriend for the first time in a couple months. We haven’t even been able to talk on the phone. He’s graduating from basic training this morning,” you explained.

“I figured as much. I’ve been there and done that. My husband’s been in for over 9 years now. I’d recommend checking out online groups for military girlfriends and wives for support. I’m part of some on Facebook, and it’s been really helpful, especially during deployments.”

“Thank you for the advice. I’ll keep that in mind,” you told her.

“You look like you could use a distraction. So, tell me about your boyfriend,” she said.

“Well, his name is Tom,” you started.

----

The flight landed smoothly, and you turned on your phone as soon as the flight attendant said it was allowed.

You’d found a new friend in the Army wife seated next to you, Hannah, and you added each other on Facebook.

“Have fun seeing Tom, honey,” she told you as you exited the plane.

“I definitely will. Thank you for earlier,” you said.

She pulled you into a hug. “Anytime. Don’t hesitate to message me if you want to talk.”

“I won’t,” you agreed as you parted ways and went to baggage claim to grab your suitcase.

Tom hadn’t messaged you again yet.

You headed to the hotel, fidgeting the entire ride there. It wouldn’t be long now.

After you checked in and got your key card, you headed up to the room, annoyed at how slow the elevator seemed to be moving.

Ideally, you’d be able to take a shower before he arrived and make yourself look cute.

You opened the door and walked in, heading straight for the shower.

The bathroom door opened, and you immediately startled.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I think they gave me a room that was already taken. I’ll go back to the front desk now,” you babbled as you grabbed your suitcase.

“Darling, it’s me. I wanted to surprise you,” Tom said he as he stepped into the room.

“Tom!” you cried out, abandoning your suitcase and launching yourself into his arms. “I’ve missed you so much.”

His arms wrapped around you. “Me too.”

You knew how tightly you were clinging to him was probably uncomfortable, but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop.

He pulled away slightly and looked at your face with concern, thumb coming up to wipe away your tears. “Are you alright?”

“Overwhelmed and happy tears. I haven’t slept in over 24 hours, and I’m kind of all over the place, too,” you admitted.

“Oh, sweetheart.” He moved to kiss you, but you stopped him.

“Let me brush my teeth and take a shower first?” you requested.

He stroked your cheek instead of kissing you. “Of course. Do you mind if I join you?”

You leaned into his touch. “Not at all. Want to turn on the shower to warm up while I brush my teeth?”

“Sure.” He was quick to shed his clothes and head into the bathroom while you got your toothbrush, toothpaste, and shower supplies out of your suitcase.

The shower turned on before you brushed your teeth, and you were as quick as possible while still being thorough.

Your clothes joined his on the floor, and you found that he’d already gotten in and was cleaning himself off.

You slipped in next to him, immediately noticing the water pressure wasn’t the best, and there wasn’t a ton of space for two people. It was still workable, though.

Now that you could see him without a hat, the first thing you noticed was his new buzzcut. As much as you’d loved his gorgeous curls, he definitely still looked good, as devastatingly sexy as he always was, just a little different.

You ran your fingers lightly over his head, enjoying the feel of the short hair on your fingertips. Your thoughts wandered to what it would feel like against your thighs. Knowing Tom, you’d find that out soon enough.

The second thing you noticed was that he was leaner and more muscular than he had been. He put in time at the gym before he enlisted, but his workouts weren’t nearly as intense as basic training would be.

“Damn, you look really good, babe,” you told him, sincerely. “I was a little nervous it would take some getting used to, but I love it.”

He smiled brightly. “I was a bit worried, too, that you wouldn’t like my new look. I do plan on growing my hair out some, though. There’s plenty of regulation haircuts with a little more length.”

“It’s up to you. I like you fine just the way you are,” you promised.

He kissed you again, longer and wetter, and slid his hand down your body.

You laughed softly. “Let me get clean before we get dirty.”

“Of course, love. I’ll help,” he offered, reaching down to grab your shampoo, knowing how much you loved when he washed your hair.

You got under the spray until your hair and body were wet, then turned around.

His fingers worked the shampoo into your hair, slowly and thoroughly massaging your scalp, just the way you liked.

You clenched your thighs together. His touch was intensifying the arousal pulsing insistently between your legs. You slipped your hand between your legs.

He noticed and pushed it away. “I know, darling, I know. After you’re clean, I’m going to make you cum so hard you won’t remember what century it is, and then I’ll do it again, and again, and again.”

You whimpered, and were very grateful that he sped up the process of bathing you. The last place he cleaned was between your thighs, quick but thorough, and just left you wanting even more.

“Alright, we’re done.” He turned off the shower. “Just need to get dried off, and then I’ll take such good care of you.”

Instead of letting him dry you off like you normally would, you snatched the towel from him. You were still a little damp when you were done toweling yourself off and may have raced to the bed, but he didn’t say anything.

You plopped down with your legs spread, waiting for him to move between them.

He didn’t hesitate, positioning your legs over his shoulders. His tongue licked a broad stripe from your entrance to your clit. He lapped at your clit, pushing two slender fingers into you and pumping them in and out.

His buzzcut tickled a bit against your thighs, but you found that you liked it, a new sensation to add to the others.

“More,” you begged, squirming against his face.

He worked you faster with his tongue and pressed a third finger in next to the other two.

That was exactly what you needed, and you moaned, loud and long. Your hands scrambled to find something to do as you grew closer to your first climax, since the curls you usually gripped were gone.

His free hand reached up to grab yours, intertwining his fingers with yours.

You squeezed his hand, and moved the other hand onto the bedspread below you, finding that was enough.

“God, Tom, I’m so close. Please,” you groaned.

He knew exactly what to do, sucking your clit into his mouth and working his tongue over it just the way you liked.

Your orgasm hit you hard, sparks of pleasure igniting throughout your body. He didn’t stop, and neither did your orgasm. Eventually you disconnected from awareness, feeling like you were floating in a sea of fireworks.

“Sweetheart?” you heard Tom ask from far away.

“Tom?” you asked, your voice sounding weird in your head.

“Are you alright? I kind of lost you there for a minute,” he said, concerned and closer.

You opened your eyes, to see him at face level instead of between your thighs. “Jesus, I’ve never cum like that before.”

He softly laughed. “I broke you.”

You grinned. “You did, but it was amazing. You’re an orgasm wizard. But now, it’s your turn.”

“I’ll need a minute. Seeing, and hearing, and feeling you like that already got me off,” he admitted, sheepishly.

“That’s really hot. Also, this is your side of the bed,” you teased.

He grinned. “Worth it.”

Now that you were relaxed in your post-orgasmic bliss, you found yourself yawning.

It was contagious, Tom yawning louder and longer than you had. “Fuck, I’m knackered. We’ve both been up for a long time.”

“Yeah. I don’t want to miss out on time together, though,” you complained.

“We still have.” He glanced over at the alarm clock. “Over 32 hours. I’m not going to be awake for the next 32 hours when I have to head to my next duty station right after I get back. You’re also not staying awake for four days straight.”

“I guess you’re right,” you conceded, sighing.

“I’m always right,” he said, playfully.

You laughed. “Hardly, but I’ll give you this time.”

Both of you moved to get under the covers, and you moved into his arms, where you belonged.

“I missed you so fucking much,” he told you softly. “Missed this. Thought about you all the time, especially when it was rough. Your letters were everything during that 9 weeks of hell. Sorry I didn’t write back more.”

You pressed a kiss to the nearest skin you could reach, his chest. “Don’t be. I understand. I just wish there was more I could have done to help. Really, it was the least I could do for you. God, I love you.”

“I love you, too, darling. So much. I wish we had more time together, but we’ll make the most of what we do have,” he promised. “Now, sleep. I can tell how exhausted you are.”

You closed your eyes and listened to his heartbeat against your ear, quickly drifting off to the familiar rhythm.

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Never Far Away - Chapter Ten

Strange Things

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Rubbing his face and trying to dispel any visible stress from his features, Sesshomaru paced back and forth as the damned kitsune sitting unabashedly in front of him continued his mischievous grin. Stopping for a moment, the Goblin turned on his heel and gave a sharp look to the fox. Said fox blinked and gave an innocent look before pointing to himself as to ask, ‘oh, someone’s in trouble? Wait, who me?’

“Let this one surmise what you had been thinking, kit,” the former daiyoukai sighed, massaging his temples. “You told another cursed creature like myself—a creature with uncanny resemblance to my idiotic half-brother—that he could live here under rent?”

“Oh no, not at all, Sessh,” Shippou laughed, leaning forward on his knees and winking. “I told him he is going to live here. He already paid the first month’s rent.”

The atmosphere when frigid as the Goblin glared at the fox. There were several nerves in the white-haired male that seemed visible as he tried rigidly maintained his failing composure. There was very little restraint left. His heir was driving him up a wall he could not escape and he was furious. Clenching his fists and trying to make his smile as aggressive as he could, he crossed his arms over his chest, making his stance dominant.

“He paid rent for what? A house that this Sesshomaru lives in?” he demanded.

The kitsune giggled. “Of course. You’ve got a roommate now!”

Lunging forward, the Goblin set his hands to strangle the youkai. With a squeal, Shippou hopped out of the way and rolled onto the floor, his five tails waving ecstatically as he looked onto the previous dog demon. He gave an appeasing glance before forming illusions of himself to surround the furious magic user. Snarling with a smirk, Sesshomaru enjoyed a good challenge set before him. It was just like hunting.

“Now now, Sesshomaru, think rationally,” the fox gulped, noticing the predatory look from the other; he shifted nervously. Not sure if he should pounce or flee.

“Hah! Just like you rationally leased my house out?” Sesshomaru jumped from his spot on the couch and tackled the real kitsune, laughing because even despite his disadvantage of no longer being a youkai, he could still force the other demon to submit.

“Ahhh, uncle uncle!” The fox cried out, his breath hitching when the Goblin kneed one of his tails.

A victorious glint in his eyes but a taut drawn mouth, Sesshomaru stood and patted his button-down shirt to smooth out the wrinkles before dusting off his pinstripe trousers. Giving a groan of defeat, Shippou rested his forearm over his eyes. Leaning down, the white-haired male flicked the young ginger’s forehead.

“Do not sell what is not yours, kit,” he warned, that hunter’s look back in his eyes.

“Oy, just a fat fucking second,” came an uncouth voice, entering the room. “What do you mean don’t sell what ain’t yours?”

Turning around and facing the white-haired Shinigami, the Goblin rolled his eyes and walked passed him—ignoring the question.

“Hey bastard just wait a fucking minute, dammit!” the male rushed to catch up with him, throwing his baseball cap on his head so that the white locks of his hair turned black and the golden hues of his eyes darkened to brown. “I live here now so it’d be great if you’d explain why you’re here.”

“This Sesshomaru will only speak once on the matter.” Threatening smoke of violet and lilac began to swirl along the Goblin’s body while his eyes blared a beautiful gold. In his hands materialized Bakusaiga, and he held it pointed at the chest of the other. With a surprised look, the capped man stopped with a disgusted curl of his lip. “Do not intrude in the house of a Goblin. So I recommend you get out, Shinigami.”

“I paid my dues, and I can’t just get a damned refund,” growled the Shinigami. “I live here now and you’re just going to have to deal with it.”

Lilac flames burst along the edge of Bakusaiga and he pressed it closer to the offender. The sound of ice crackled and the tip of the sword was met with a layer of frosted air. Almost like a fight among deities. The two glowered at each other.

“What did you say your name was, fool?” Sesshomaru growled, eyeing the intruder.

“Ain’t got one. And even if I did, wouldn’t tell a bastard like you anyway.”

“Well then, Shinigami with no name, excuse yourself when you see fit. Make sure the fox locks up behind you. This one wishes not to see your face ever again near my property.”

“You’re fucking kidding me.”

“This Sesshomaru does not kid.”

That said, the sword disappeared and the Goblin turned away, walking through the front doors. Outraged, the Shinigami chased after him, yanking open the door with fury before realizing that his new landlord had disappeared into thin air. Pulling off his hat with a grunted exhale, he turned around to see Shippou standing sheepishly, his tails twitching. He walked back over the fox with an irritated intake of breath.

“You better start explaining now, brat,” he placed his hands in his pockets, leaning back nonchalantly, “just what the the hell is going on.”

~

Kagome sat in the booth at Wacdonalds, a tired expression and grimace on her face. Eri, Yuka and Ayume continued to prattle on about the newest gossip of their school. Her ears did not particularly take in anything they were saying. Her hand propped her chin and her gaze wandered out the window, watching people walk back and forth in front of the fast food restaurant. Was it too much to hope that something exciting would happen so she wouldn’t have to deal with them today? Her nerves, since she had seen Sesshomaru, had been particularly short. She wanted more explanation as to why he was here. Also as to why he was missing all of his markings. He had told her he was no longer an Inu daiyoukai, but surely that had to be impossible. Someone couldn’t just stop being what they were. It was a paradox about identity. But sure enough she could trace some youki from him, just not the same youki as before.

It was all very bizarre.

“Were you listening Kags?” Eri asked, a worried look on her face.

Snapping back to reality with her friends, she gave a sheepish look. “Ah, yes, sorry. Who’s together with who now?”

Ayume gave a slightly annoyed sigh. “Jeez, Kagome, it’s like you’ve been your own little world for the past few days now.”

“You just haven’t been your normal self,” Yuka nodded, resting her cheek on the palm of her hand. “Are you okay?”

Reaching across the table, Eri took the miko’s free hand and gently squeezed it. “We’re your friends, Kagome. If something’s wrong, we want you to tell us.”

A small smile pressed her lips, and the young woman couldn’t help but give her friend’s hand a reassuring squeeze in return. “I’m fine guys, I guess I’ve just been feeling under the weather is all. They say the flu is going around in the class under us.”

“The flu?” Ayume tilted her head back before looking a bit shocked. “Oh that’s right! I hope you’re not sick Kagome! Especially when you were so frail in middle school.”

She bit her lip as she tried not to remember all the fake illnesses Jii-jii had come up with as excuses for her not to attend school. Looking back on those times, it seemed rather humourous. But every now and then, some sort of stomach bug or cold would go around the school, and all of her friends would be stern in making sure she took all necessary precautions to not become sick. In all truth, marching around the feudal era with Inuyasha, killing demons—sifting through blood and guts for jewel shards—had given her a rather iron constitution. But no one else knew that.

“I’m sure it’ll be okay,” she reaffirmed. “I think it’s just the tail end of it.”

Her friends exchanged worried glances before they all nodded simultaneously. They gathered up their empty paper cups and hamburger wrappers, the stacked their cardboard fries holders and the trays before making a neat pile of their trash. They smiled generously.

“Let’s call it a day Kagome,” Yuka nodded, gathering the trays in her arms before sliding out of the booth first.

Ayume gathered up the rest before sidling out of the booth as well. “You go on home and get some rest. That way when we go out next, you’ll be your normal energetic self.”

“Guys,” Kagome’s voice felt heavy with gratitude.

“Come on, let’s head out,” Eri gave a pleasant smile, as she finished scooting down the seat.

With a relieved nod of her head, Kagome slid off her side of the booth. However as she stood up, strapping on her purse, a man bumped into her. He tripped over her from behind, stumbling forward with a surprised grunt as he dropped something onto her shoulder. She cringed as the rancid smell of smoke met her nose. The man turned around and cursed at her before stomping away out of the restaurant.

“Could’ve at least apologized, jerk!” Ayume called after the man.

Yuka raised her fist and shook it. “Yeah! Can’t you see the sweet girl trying to leave.”

The smell of smoke still hadn’t left the miko’s nose so she figured the guy must have been a heavy smoker. However, Eri made a surprised gasp, made a motion to the shoulder which the man had dropped something on. She had forgotten.

“Kagome, it’s cigarette!”

Realizing that was the source of the smell, her first instinct was to get it off. With a quick turn of her head, she blew as hard as she could, and the small roll of paper fell to the floor. No longer smoldering, just out completely. Kagome stepped on the ashy thing and smushed it between the toes of her shoe and the floor. Her brow dipped angrily.

“Gah! I hope it didn’t ruin my sweater,” she complained, dipping her shoulder to look at the blackened spot on the blue cable-knit.“What a guy, couldn’t even apologize for doing something so stupid!”

Her friends had gone surprisingly quiet and they looked past her. With a sigh, she figured the man had come back to hear her badmouthing him. Well if that was the case she was going to give him a piece of her mind. Besides, they were in the nonsmoking part of the district anyways, he shouldn’t have been doing something stupid—and it was his fault for bumping into her.

She spun around to meet the very irritated eyes of not the man who had bumped her, but Sesshomaru.

He held between his fingers and placed against his lips, a white porcelain teacup with bluebells decorating the rim. His eyelashes fluttered a tad as he double took his settings. With a sigh, his gold eyes landed on Kagome and his ever-austere expression did not change. She laughed sheepishly, guessing what happened given she blew the stupid cigarette off of herself.

“This one could attest to people not apologizing for their idiotic actions,” he stated lowly, taking a sip from the cup.

With a groan, she slouched back a bit, resting her fingers on her temples. “Look, it was an accident this time.”

“So idiotic and careless.”

“Sesshomaru, that’s not even fair. It was a genuine mistake.”

Her friends began to whisper behind them.

Arching his brow in annoyance, he gave a warning glance to the miko. “Whether or not it was a mistake, woman, you still inconvenienced me greatly. Bringing this one to an establishment such as this.” His eyes observed the bright red paint and the yellow decals, his nose sniffed the fatty smells of meat and grease. “Distasteful, idiotic, and careless.”

“Distasteful?” Yuka piped up, stepping around Kagome. “Now you listen here mister!”

Kagome’s blood froze.

The Goblin took another miniscule drink from his tip cup, turned on his heel, and walked away. Swaying neatly behind him was the tail to his long brown coat, while his newly shined shoes seemed contrast against the stale white tiles. The other girls watched him go, completely stupefied that he would just ignore them. On the front door, the bells rang as he stepped out. Kagome could see the lilac swirls of smoke from before and she decided to do the most sane thing she could think of. Chase after him.

With a quick goodbye and apology to her friends, she ran after him. Her hands hit the glass of the door just before it closed and she swung it open. His head was seen over a small crowd of people as he continued walking along, back to what seemed like a small outdoors cafe. 

“Sesshomaru!” She yelled, rushing to him.

He spun around, and for the first time in a long, long time, there was a genuine expression on his face. He was surprised. Slightly thrown off by that, she slowed down to where he had stopped on the small street. She blinked, unsure of what to do before she had a good chance to really see what was happening. Around her, there were crowds of people just like she had seen outside the window of Wacdonalds. However, the people here were definitely not Japanese. They were pale, with varying brown or blonde hair. What’s more was that they were most definitely not speaking Japanese either; it sounded like English to her.

“How...how did you follow this Sesshomaru?” he finally asked, his voice taut.

“I just...ran after you and pushed the door,” she stated in confusion, showing him with her arms outstretched and gave a small pushing motion. “Hey, where exactly are we, Sesshomaru?”

With a small sigh, the white-haired male set his cup down on a brick wall with long stalks of ivy and roses growing along the clay. It was a strange sight. Ivy and roses together in one place, because in Tokyo currently, it was too cold for roses to be in bloom.

“Quebec.”

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[aidennord1]

Detailed Guide about Setting up the Internet, Wi-Fi, Telephone or Television in UAE or Dubai

To setup net in port, you would like to grasp that, the only suppliers of the port net are Etisalat and Du.

Although, before it had been celebrated that you just should go together with whomever your house is pre-wired to, currently you've got the liberty to decide on between port net suppliers (Etisalat and Du) to attach net reception.

Etisalat net services vary from a basic Al Shamir broadband association up to life net package that has net, phone line, and cable TV.

and so Du home net services vary from the speak & Surf net and Du phone line packages to speak, Surf and Watch packages, that additionally includes cable TV.

You can visit any Etisalat or du store to sign on and organize for home installation. You would like to grasp that the method to set up the net fully takes a minimum of one week.

In order to set up a net association, you would like to be:

• UAE resident.

• At the age of twenty-one or older for Du services. Du also will settle for associate degree secret agent from somebody aged twenty-one or over agreeing to be to blame for your net account.

Before you set up the net, you would like to choose whether or not you’ll have Etisalat or Du as an online supplier.

What are the Documents Needed to setup the Internet?    

Du Telecom

Etisalat

·   Ejari-registered tenancy contract or  title deed with name and physical address.

·   Passport including residence visa  (original and copy)

·   Your original Emirates ID (original)

 ·  Application  kind (download from the web site or complete in-store)

·  Original  passport with residence visa sealed, and a duplicate of that

·  Emirates ID  (original and copy)

    Procedure:

·  Submit all needed documents at the service center.

·  Pay the desired installation fees for a 12-month contract.

·  Confirm engineer is engaged to put in net association at a future date, typically among seven days.

·  Asking starts from 1st log-in or up to twenty-one days from application.

·  Bills are paid monthly.

Now that you just apprehend the documents and procedures needed to set up the net, all you would like is to choose your best supplier and package.

Whether you’re wanting to easily get one in every of Du wireless local area network plans, or one in every of Etisalat broadband packages, or simply searching for net TV in port.

We kind all of them out for you as of 2018

All  of the below information are 5% VAT Excluded for  both providers, so don’t get surprised when they’re added

   Etisalat Home Internet    

eLife  Internet Package

Download  Speed

Monthly  charge

Charges

10Mbps

10Mbps

299 AED  +5% VAT

199 AED installation

20Mbps

20Mbps

399 AED  +5% VAT

199 AED installation

50Mbps

50Mbps

599 AED  +5% VAT

199 AED installation

Not that data usage is unlimited for all of eLife internet packages

Charges    

Installation

Shifting  within a region

Downgrade

Technician  Visit

199 AED

150 AED

100 AED

150 AED

Fees for upgrade is free

Etisalat TV & Internet Packages    

Package

TV

Speed

Bonuses

Price

eLife Sport

150 free to Air channels  120 sport channels

50MBps

Free local calls Between home  phones in UAE  +free HD recorder  +free router  +cordless phone

499 AED

eLife Family

150 free to Air channels

20MBps

Free local calls Between home  phones in UAE  +free HD set-top-box  +free WiFi router  +cordless phone

359 AED

eLife Entertainment

150 free to Air channels  100 premium channels

50MBps

Free local calls Between home  phones in UAE  +free HD recorder  +free router  +cordless phone  +10GB eCloud free Storage

569 AED

eLife Premium

150 free to Air channels  120 premium channels  200 premium channels

100MBps

Free local calls Between home  phones in UAE  +free HD set-top-box recorder  +free router  +cordless phone

999 AED

eLife Premium

530 channels

500MBps

7500 minutes of local &  national calls included in the monthly subscription  + free HD set-top-box recorder  + High performance Wifi router  + free cordless phone  + 10GB eCloud free storage  + 5 email addresses with 5GB of storage each

2999 AED

·       Minimum terms 24 months

·       The device charges will be applied on a pro rata basis for the remainder of the term as follows:

·       HD TV box (Recorder AED 720*)

·       Managed Wi-Fi router (AED 540*)

·       Home phone (AED 120*)

·       Exit charge is AED 500* within 1 year and AED 250* after year 1, but before 2 years

·       * 5% VAT excluded

Du Home Internet

What are the documents I need?

·       Passport with valid residency visa or valid Emirates ID.

·       Proof of residency (tenancy contract or utility bill.)

·       If the contract is not under the customer’s name: Authorization letter and valid Emirates ID of customer and the owner.

·       Home, TV & Internet Package

Package

TV

Speed

Bonuses

Price

Starter

OSN Basic Package

20MBps

IPTV Box  Standard WiFi router  Free calls to UAE landlines*

379 AED

Basic

OSN Preferred TV Package

40MBps

IPTV Box  Standard WiFi router  Free calls to UAE landlines*

459 AED

Advanced

OSN  BEIN  Preferred TV Package

60MBps

IPTV Box  Standard WiFi router  Free calls to UAE landlines*

579 AED

Ultimate

OSN  BEIN  Preferred TV Package

100MBps

IPTV Box  Standard WiFi router  Free calls to UAE landlines*

999 AED

 ·       *24 Months Contract

·       200 AED Activation

·       150 AED TV Box Deposit (Refundable)

What are the charges I will see on my first bill?

In addition to the monthly subscription fee (which might be on pro-rata basis for the first month), you will see an activation fee of AED 200 and deposit fee of AED 200.

Note: if you opt in for auto payment  using your credit card, you don’t have to pay the AED 200 home deposit. Also  note, once you cancel the auto payment, you will be asked to pay the full  amount of the deposit.

  Cancelation Fee:

Starter and Basic:

·       In the first 12 months: AED 500.

·       In the last 12 months: AED 250.

AED  10 is added for each remaining month in the contract.

Advanced and Ultimate:

·       In the first 12 months: AED 500.

·       In the last 12 months: AED 250.

AED 25 is added for each remaining month in the contract.

General: Canceling net subscription:

To cancel your net subscription, you ought to either downgrade your package to merely a phone line or cancel it altogether. To do this, decision or visit the service center of whoever provides your net (du or Etisalat). You ought to pay a downgrade fee of Dhs.100 if you cancel du net before your 12-month contract expires. Etisalat needs a one-month’ notice to cancel, otherwise, you ought to obtain a month although you don’t use it.

Author:

I am Aiden Nord, I am a Professional Writer, I write Content for Different services in the United Arab Emirates. Visit https://du-home-internet.org/ for Du Home Internet Services in the UAE.

#internet #home #du #uae #uaeinternet #uaejobs #homewifi

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A Simple Key For iptv firestick Unveiled

A VPN service is a must for anyone who wants to get the most of the features of your IPTV Firestick. VPNs help you keep your information private when surfing the web. They don't let your ISP to monitor your activities or sell your personal information. ExpressVPN, one of the most popular VPNs for Firesticks has a 30-day refund assurance. ExpressVPN replaces your actual IP address with a temporary one. ExpressVPN allows you to traverse geographical restrictions with ease while still enjoying the content you love. You can record IPTV by using a variety applications. TiviMate can be used to record IPTV shows, which you can then view on your Android or connected PC. Make sure your PC or Android device is able for your recordings because Firesticks typically do not have enough storage. To conceal your identity you can utilize a VPN service to access your IPTV channels with no worries. Another amazing characteristic of this IPTV app is its ability to import JSON and M3U playlists. All you require is an URL to your playlist that you receive from your IPTV service provider. The links are provided by the majority of IPTV service providers. However, you can't always access M3U URLs using a remote control. Additionally, you can use Xtream Codes API to access playlist URLs, if you've got a remote control. Once you've enabled Unknown Sources on your Firestick, you can install Smart IPTV to it. If you're not yet downloading this application, follow the steps above. Once you've installed Smart IPTV, you can easily alter your IPTV settings. You can enjoy your favorite shows anywhere you have Internet access. iptv don't need to shell out a lot of money to enjoy IPTV on your Firestick. You will never skip a single episode. VPNs can be a great method to shield your identity when streaming IPTV. VPNs can encrypt your internet connection so that it is difficult to have your ISP monitor your activities. VPNs are the best option for people who don't wish their ISP to be able to read their personal information. If you're thinking about signing up to an IPTV service, ensure that you know the requirements for licensing. It's possible for it to be too promising to be true when it seems too good for it to be true.

Another option is a smart IPTV. Smart IPTV can be used with a variety of streaming apps and is supported by the Firestick 4k and Cube. Smart IPTV allows you to stream your favourite channels live. With Smart IPTV, it's possible to watch your preferred shows even when you're not able to watch them. You can also cut the cord and access no-cost IPTV streams. IPTV is simple to set up and utilize. All you have to do is install the app onto your streaming device then you'll stream live TV within a matter of minutes. If you're traveling, cable could be a hassle, which is why IPTV is the best option for those who travel. IPTV lets you stream your favorite shows from wherever you are. It won't let you ever miss a single moment. IPTV has no viewing limit. Firesticks come with the top IPTV services, which include more than 80 channels. Watch your favorite TV shows at every single screen in the house with a choice between paid and free IPTV services. You'll never be left out ever again. Remember that a lot of these services provide free trial durations. Once you've signed up, you can enjoy unlimited streaming for just $125 a year. This is an excellent deal given that you'll be able enjoy live TV on a variety of devices with no worries about the amount of data you use. Certain IPTV services also have applications for Android devices. Ola TV, which offers more than 50k channels is an excellent Android app. It's an Indian app however it can be used as an alternative to Relax TV. This is among the best IPTV solutions for Firestick users since it provides great quality streaming. Additionally, it has more than 6000 live TV channels as well as a good on-demand videos. Distro TV is a free IPTV app that will allow you to connect to your IPTV without being tied to it. It's easy to use and has a clean interface. Sportz TV IPTV is a wonderful IPTV app that you could use with your Firestick. It's free and may be used alongside your Firestick warranty. It also provides a range of music and sports channels. But while the app isn't listed in the Amazon Appstore, it can be downloaded to Firestick with sideloading. This method is more secure than installing an unofficial IPTV application.

#iptv firestick

[prorevenge]

Free 65" 4k TV, thanks for the great customer service!

In 2014 I ordered a 65” 4k TV online from a popular company, Paid about $1700 and some change for it. It was one of the first 4k TV’s available. No 4k content is available at this time but I needed a TV and it seemed like the logical choice to be ready for the future. Biggest TV yet, so big in fact that not only can you watch TV but you can get a tan at the same time from the screen, yeee ha!

Fast forward to Dec 2015. 4k Content is now available, yay! However I was not able to play 4K content on my 4k TV. WTF? After I bought my TV, the industry decided to integrate some sort of encryption called HDCP 2.2 between the media player and the TV. This new standard required the TV to have a decoder now, which my TV did not have. HDCP 2.2 is copy prevention technology designed to make it hard for someone to copy a 4k movie. Because that’s never failed with every media type in the past right? All players use HDCP 2.2 including Cable boxes and such so I could not view 4k now or in the future, ever.

First I called the company I bought it from, they said call the market place vendor, I called them and they said contact the Manufacturer. The Manufacturer is the one that told me about the new encryption requirement and there wasn’t going to be any recalls or updates available.

So I called the company I ordered it from and communicated the findings and I said I’d like a partial refund. I paid a premium for 4k and didn’t received it. Other than that I’m happy with the TV. Looking at similar TVs without 4k I averaged out the difference and suggested that amount, just a couple hundred.

I didn’t think it was fair to request an exchange or a full refund. So that’s what I asked for. Lot of phone transfers later they told me no, contact the market place vendor. I did, same thing. Went back and forth with managers and supervisors. Everyone was nice but both I and the other parties were firm where we stood.

What I was asking for I felt was pretty reasonable. I spent a few thousand a year with this vendor for over a decade, never asked for anything until now. I was shown the door.

This point I figured I’d give the law a try. Haven’t taken anyone to small claims before and don’t even know if I could take a business to one. But I figured worst case I’ll lose $100 bucks in court filing fees, could lose but gain knowledge of the system and how everything works. Cheap education is the way I looked at it.

Figured since they wouldn’t be reasonable, why should I? Now I’m seeking a full refund and keeping the TV (for my time). So I performed a couple hours of research and came up with my plan. First I sent a certified letter to the main company gave them thirty days’ notice, if I didn’t hear anything I was filling in small claims. I heard nothing.

So I stopped by the local court house because they don’t have the documents online. How I’m going to sue is all about the advertisement which states “Watch all your favorite TV and Movies in 4k!” To date I haven’t been able to do that, I can also prove I’d never be able too.

This point you’re thinking I will sue for False Advertising. That would make sense. But at least in my state that is not an item you can sue for in small claims. This is where my research came in handy. I filed for breach of contract. The contract being the advertisement stating “Watch all your favorite TV and Movies in 4k!”. That was the purchase agreement. I included my evidence and print screens of the advertisements along with my invoice.

Wasn’t sure what was going to happen. I mean the TV at this point is over a year old already. I’m sure they are going to get me on “past the return date”, which has been there position from the start on why they wouldn’t help me.

Two weeks until the hearing I received a letter from the court. I didn’t understand it entirely so I called the court house. They said the company didn’t respond to the Summons so I would not be required to show up for court. If the party did end up showing up the case wouldn’t be heard, a new court date would be set to which we would all attend. If the company doesn’t show I win by default.

I didn’t realize courts worked this way and it saved me taking time off work, how awesome!

Company never showed, I won by default. They sent an appeal a day late past the dead line, but what really sealed the deal is they forgot to sign it lol. To clarify I’m not entirely certain if that was called an appeal. The form they sent intended to force the case out of small claims and up a tier to the next level of court so they could bring in a lawyer.

To clarify some states an attorney may represent you in small claims, other states they cannot. My state you are required to represent yourself. In this case the company would have to fly a company rep out for the hearing.

I made sure to e-mail and CC all parties I communicated with thru this entire ordeal to let them know I won and asked when I would receive my check. I did that to illustrate how much a few hundred buck refund request set them back. $1700 and some change, $100 and some change for court fees, and a free 65” TV.

There was one rep I singled out because they were quite rude to me. After sending that e-mail I sent another one to that special person . I wish I could find it. But it included me standing in front of the TV with a smile in a pose like I’m show casing the TV for a sale, lol. I inserted that sucker right in the body of the e-mail to save them the task of double clicking the attachment. No response sadly.

I spoke to their legal department, after asking for my check they said an appeal was sent. I said “You sent it a day late and didn’t sign it, I won the judgment “Now what?” I was placed on hold while they checked and confirmed the fax they sent was indeed unsigned and past the cutoff date. “Oh, well send the check”.

I deposited the check using my Bank phone app. Why? So I could frame the judgment papers with the physical check in the frame. It’s been hanging on my wall since. Never thought I’d walk away with a couple thousand dollar TV for a couple of hours of work. Great trade.

Gets better. So I looked around and there was one company that makes this decryption device for this exact purpose! For people that bought 4k when it was bleeding edge and never got to use it. I think I paid like 200 bucks for it. Once it arrived I connected it and it does work! I can now use my Roki in 4k and watch 4k content, looks amazing! About a week later the company that made the decryption device HD-Fury was sued and they had to take it off their website. I was pretty lucky to get one when I did. Been going strong 3 years watching 4k Content pretty happy.

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As a wedding DJ, I always enjoy talking to married couples, especially about their wedding experiences. Even couples who have been married for 25+ years will often look back in horror as they explain what went wrong on that special day. Surprisingly often, I hear “ Our wedding was great, but our DJ…awful!” When planning and budgeting, many brides lump the importance of the wedding entertainment into the same category as things like the tablecloths and draping. Trust and believe, I’ve never heard a single complaint where the wedding was great, but the tablecloths were all wrong and ruined everything! In 25 years, no one will remember the tablecloths, but they absolutely will remember the experience they had with their wedding DJ.

In an effort to educate you so that you make your wedding entertainment choice a detail of higher importance than tablecloths and drapes, allow me to highlight 5 Things That Can Go Wrong On Your Wedding Day DJ Because of Your DJ!!

1. The Music You Want is NOT the Music You Get. When I work with my wedding clients, we make custom selections together for things like their entrance music, first dances, mother / son and father / daughter dances, etc. We customize and plan everything down to the pre-ceremony playlist and the dinner music to make sure that we create the vibe that is intended for each couple on their special day. BEST CASE SCENARIO — your DJ Misses one of these important cue points. Lets imagine walking to the center of the dance floor to dance your first dance, and instead of the song you’ve selected playing, you’ve got to awkwardly figure out what to do when the DJ cues up a different song. Do you dance? Do you wait for the right song? Everyone is watching. And this embarrassment and disappointment, you will definitely remember years from now when you say, “Our wedding was great, but honey, do you remember what the DJ played instead of our first dance song?” Sigh.

2. The Event Flows Awkwardly / Timeline Events are Missed. Even with a Wedding Coordinator on board, Brides often forget that the DJ has full control of the flow of the event. A good DJ will work with the coordinator and vendors, and make adjustments as needed to make up for any day-of changes to the schedule. Sometimes the photographer runs late with the cocktail hour. Sometimes dinner takes too long to be served. These are all things that are not in the control of the DJ, but a good DJ will know how to adjust to make sure all of the cues are still hit. A bad DJ will not be able to make adjustments on the fly, in the best case, making your event flow awkwardly, and in some worst cases, causing you to run out of time for certain events like your cake cutting, your first dances, your bouquet toss, etc. As you know, you only get one chance to do your wedding day. Imagine that the DJ doesn’t know how to coordinate or make schedule adjustments and you barely get through dinner and a first dance before it’s time for the reception to be over. I bet you’ll remember that disappointment for a long time.

3. The Music Sucks and all Your Guests Leave Early. This one is a big deal and really illustrates why it’s important to hire a DJ who cares more about your event than their ego. A good wedding DJ is going to work with you to determine what music you want to hear as well as what music your guests may want to hear. They need to be versatile to be able to play to a diverse age and demographic range. And they need to be able to read a room and make adjustments as needed. A BAD wedding DJ will come in and play whatever THEY want to play. Or they’ll completely miss reading the room and get caught in their own head or their own ego. Can you imagine the look on your grandma’s face when your wedding DJ decides to get the party going with a Trap Music set right in the middle of your wedding dinner? Now if that’s the music you want for your reception, then this might be ok for you, and Listen, I’ve played IT ALL for Weddings. The beauty of being able to customize with a DJ is you can create an event that’s true to you. For most people, this would be a HUGE PROBLEM. And even if it’s not trap music or something inappropriate, a DJ who isn’t strong at reading a room and keeping them engaged will guarantee that your guests leave early. I’ve attended weddings and events where the DJ was terrible and the guests left in some cases up to 2 hours early, many times to continue the parry somewhere else. Then there you are on your big day in a big empty room dancing by yourself. And I’m pretty sure you’ll be hard pressed to find a venue that refunds for guests leaving early.

4. Equipment Failure and NO Backup Plan Ends the Party Early. As a full-time Mobile DJ, I always have backup equipment and a plan for any sort of equipment failure. Just like anything, sometimes unforeseen things happen. A Good Dj will be prepared for whatever failure could happen on their end. (Ex. I’ve got backups of all of my equipment right down to the microphones. If anything goes wrong, we just pull out the backup and we are up and running again in no time, in many cases without any knowledge or impact to the client.) A Bad Wedding DJ will not be prepared for equipment failure. So when their speaker goes out, the microphone stops working, or maybe their laptop dies, then this means that the party is over unless someone has an aux cable that they can plug into their phone. Sorry about that.

5. The DJ Doesn’t Show Up. At All. This is really a worst case scenario situation, but what’s sad is that I’ve heard it from the mouths of a handful of brides. I’ve also heard it from the mouth of a handful of Djs who felt like they couldn’t be bothered to show up or communicate that they were unavailable. This is absolutely DEPLORABLE to me, especially from the perspective of doing good business. And that’s the thing about Show Business too…a true professional knows that the show must go on. I’ve, thankfully, never had an incident that forced me to cancel a wedding, however, I did get a wicked case of the flu this year and had to substitute in other Djs for a few events. In which case, I still contacted the clients beforehand, advised of the issue (my flu) and the solution (with their permission to send a different dj or offer a refund) With a Bad wedding DJ, you run the risk that something happens (a more appealing gig, or some other unforeseen excuse that doesn’t pertain to you and isn’t your problem) and they don’t even show up at all. To me, of all the things, this is definitely the worst, and definitely will create some memories around your special day that will be difficult to forget.

These are just a few of the more common and stand-out problems that can occur at your wedding because of your DJ. But Wait! Don’t let these horror stories scare you into hiring a band. (I’m Kidding. Hire a band if you want to!) Remember that the key to executing a successful event of any kind is to take the time to research and check out the vendors to find the best match for you. Check online, ask for samples, references, and read reviews. Before you’re locked into contracts, you’ve got the power to make sure your vendors are quality.

Not really sure where to start? That’s Ok. I’ve got you! Check out my Hire Your Next DJ Like A Pro Workbook — make sure you Click HERE for FREE download! It’s full of worksheets that will help take you from finding a reputable DJ to getting the most accurate quote, and finally to basic event planning and music selection. Make sure you check it out!

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