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My Fiancé (26M) left me (26F) 8 months after proposing saying that I didn't do anything wrong but he doesn't see a future with me anymore
We just celebrated our 7 year anniversary and he had proposed about 8 months ago. We were planning on buying a house so we had moved into his parents house a few weeks after the engagement to save up and because our rental property lease was up. A couple months after that he had just started a new job in the city and that's when cracks stated to show. We were commuting in together but because his parents lived a little far out we were losing a lot of sleep with these commutes and not only that, he started to lose a lot more patience I think just being around his parents all the time - I think he felt like he had lost a lot of his independence. The purchase of the house was also taking a lot longer than we expected which was also taking a toll on the both of us because we just really wanted to move to get our lives back. We spoke about and it was difficult for the both of us but we were kind of struggling together so I was never truly worried that we were going to break up. We did start to fight a little more but we always figured things out and still wanted to just focus on the future. But then about 4/5 months into his new job he tells me that he has a crush at someone at work and that there was a conversation where they were discussing who they would sleep with in the office and they both said each other. I was a little taken aback but he assured me that there was nothing to worry about and as we both had dealt with crushes before I wasn't too worried. But then more started to happen with this girl. She was in a long term relationship too which put me at ease but there was one night that he stayed over at hers after a work do because it would have been difficult for him to get home (I didn't have an issue because I trusted him) and after that night she was apparently super cold and mean to him. He was DISTRAUGHT I had never seen him this upset about the "potential loss of a friend" and so I had to talk to him a lot to help him through this as I thought it was just his anxiety getting the better of him. But then she came to him apologising for the coldness and basically told him that it had "messed with her head" the night he stayed over so then, the first betrayal, he told her that he also felt the same way but wanted to keep things as they were at work. He didn't properly close the door on her until after we had discussed it ourselves which really hurt because he couldn't even see why he was playing with fire. I didn't tell him to cut contact or anything, I was actually trying to help him figure out how he could still be friends with her without it becoming anything more. But then after he closed the door on her saying that he didn't want anything to happen between them, they ended up getting closer at work and his feelings started to develop. During this time we were trying to plan the wedding, we were sorting out the invites and were hoping to send them off within a month or so. But whenever we sat down to sort out the wedding he would get super stressed and so I asked him what was going on and he said he was starting to have doubts and he was worried about his feelings for this girl. These conversations about doubts etc went on for a few weeks but I always tried to reassure him that doubts were normal and that actually I had had most of the thoughts that he was having and I had come through the other side. I had also had a crush at someone at work which highlighted to me some aspects that I didn't like about our relationship but then we/I worked through them and I thought we were in a much better place. I told him about my crush at the time but didn't tell him to the full extent about my doubts of the relationship because I have anxiety so didn't want to talk about them until I was sure because I didn't want to ruin what we had. But then I had come out the other side and was super happy with my choice so I was trying to tell him that he just needs to make a conscious choice about who he wants (I was presuming he still wanted me) and then set the appropriate boundary with this new girl so that he can still be friends but we would be committed to each other. We had lots of conversations about how love was a choice and that commitment was a choice and we usually ended those conversations saying that we ofc want to still be together and that he was choosing us and me. And I believed him - I always asked him to be totally honest even if it was difficult to say so that it wouldn't eat him up and I always gave him the space to not judge his true feelings etc so yes I believed him. But then about a week ago he comes home after a night out where he had gone to dinner with this girl and another friend from work and just tells me that he doesn't think he can marry me anymore. It turned out that she was still super into him and had left her boyfriend (who was supposedly abusive so probably for the best) but wanted to be my fiancé. And he told her that basically he was confused but has feelings for her too. And then they shared an intimate moment of holding hands as if they were a couple.
This was all devastating to hear but the only thing I needed to know was what did he want - me or her. And thus began the longest week of my life. He couldn't choose between us and kept making up his mind back and forth which was so painful because every time he would say he wants us to get back to where we were he just seemed so distant and was basically thinking of her the whole time. We had a weekend away planned together so we thought it was a good idea to go on that to salvage our relationship but he was still in turmoil about his decision I was just in tears the entire time we were there. So we get back home and he finally says that he chooses me 100% and that he's going to work on us to get us back but I could see it in his eyes and the almost resentment he had towards me that he still didn't know what he wanted. So we decided to give each other space for a few days so he could stop being distracted and start to focus on us. After no contact for 2/3 days he says that he's found his truth and comes to me and says that he's not leaving me for her but he's leaving me because he doesn't see a future with me anymore. He says that he feels that we had everything he wanted but that there was something missing but nothing he could tangibly tell me of and that he's been putting off these thoughts/doubts for a long time even before the proposal.
So now I feel so lost and broken because in my mind we were a team we always tackled everything together and I still don't understand how he was sure enough to propose to me 8 months ago and saw the life he wanted with me but now absolutely nothing. I refuse to believe that this girl had nothing to do with it because despite him saying that he's not leaving me for her, he had reinitiated contact with her over the week where we were giving each other space, and just 24 hours after we broke up when I went back to his parents house to start packing up, he leaves the house and spends about 5 hours with the new girl. He said that it was none of my business because we had broken up but it just felt like he threw me away so easily and had no respect left for the relationship we had. He said that he still loves and cares for me and that he was very ashamed of how this all turned out because he told me that I had done nothing wrong but he just seems like a completely different person to me now. I can't see the person I fell in love with anymore and it breaks my heart. He also said that he still wants to be friends in the future after a long period of no contact so we can move on from each other but I don't think I can just from how much he has hurt me and how quickly it feels that he threw me away and the 7 years we were together. I think he is definitely going to regret his decision of leaving me but I think with the damage done and how clearly he says he is thinking I don't think it will be any time soon enough to ever make it work between us again. I am in so much pain and hurt and he says he is too but i still don't think I have properly processed everything that's happened because I was so happy with us just 2 weeks ago. Maybe I was being delusional too but I just still can't believe that we were planning our lives together and now it's just gone. I needed to post this because I don't know how he can just switch like this - I need to know why he did this because I don't understand if he loves me why he wouldn't want to fight for us through either taking a step back from the relationship or through couples therapy.
I think we did get together too young (we were both 19) and so I think we didn't learn what kind of life we individually wanted so I think he feels lost because of that and the stress of commitment brought out a lot more of these doubts. But then I still don't know why he proposed when I didn't ask at all for it and he was also the one keen to buy a place together. I suggested that maybe we should live separately for a while and just go back to dating so we could figure out how we actually wanted to live our lives (together and separately) but he said that his heart just wasn't in it anymore. Because of how quickly I feel this all happened I honestly refuse to believe that he's not leaving me for her but he's just not seeing it himself yet. But I guess it doesn't matter anymore because I don't think he ever wants to get the life we planned together back.
TLDR - My fiancé breaks up with me 8 months after proposing saying that he doesn't see a future with me anymore. During those 8 months we were living at his parents, trying to plan the wedding, trying to buy a place and he developed a crush at work. He says he still loves me but there's something missing and insists that he's not leaving me for her but I don't see how it could be any other way. Why did he do this is, is he just that delusional? Do you think he'll ever realise the mistake he made and how much he hurt me?
I know Sharkbite gets a lot of hate, but has anyone actually had one leak on them? I'm looking to install a new dishwasher and the shutoff valve under the sink needs to be replaced. Tight spot (I'm not comfortable sweating on a new one) and local plumbers want $400 to swap it. Sharkbite is $12 at home depot.
Question for everyone here; has anyone actually had a shark bite valve leak on them? Especially a "1/2 x 3/8 Inch Compression Angle Stop Valve" one?
Thanks!
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I (33m) live in a foreign country without local language skills. My girlfriend (26f) is a local. She started to mention having memory lapses about 6 months into her job as a content moderator for a well known social media platform, which she started 10 months ago. It's the type of job where you have to watch random garbage content all day.
She told me about heading home from work via public transport despite having her vehicle parked at the office, or forgetting to lock her apartment door. Things like that. In my presence she has never shown any of this behavior (or maybe I didn't pick up on them?). So I was not sure what to think about it (although I occasionally suggested looking for a different job). But this has changed recently.
Last month we decided to go on a week long vacation. We met at my place to share a ride to the airport. She wanted to order a ride on her phone, but instead of selecting the airport as the destination she proceeded to stare at the ride hailing app for what felt like a minute. In tears she told me she forgot where we were going.
I asked her about her sleep and she admitted to only sleeping for two hours because she worked late. Okay so that's why, right? During our trip I did not notice any other memory lapse, everything seemed normal. We've had great sleep every night, so I started to assume her memory issues are purely stress related.
At this time I have been trying to convince her for weeks to quit her current job as the salary (which from a purely financial perspective is way above average in this region) is not worth the toll the job is taking on her, and to see a doctor about the issues she has been telling me about. I have also offered to cover her rent until she finds something new. Unfortunately without success, she is refusing all of it.
She's been back to work for a week now. Yesterday we both enjoyed another day off. I showed her a scratch on my laptop screen and we decided to go out, have it fixed, and then go for lunch and coffee. Everything felt normal, we had a good day. Until this point, the only instance of her 'memory problems' I've witnessed was her forgetting what to put as destination into the ride hailing app.
In the evening we watched a few episodes of Breaking Bad. During a sex scene she turned to me asking why we haven't had sex today yet. But wait a second.. we did. I explained to her we had sex before going out today, in the morning. She had no recollection of it, at all. I thought this was a bad joke at first but I decided to dig deeper, and it turns out she forgot most of what happened during the day.
She did not know I didn't get my laptop fixed (price of screen replacement was not worth it), despite her being there when I walked out of the shop after 2 minutes and telling her exactly what happened. She told me I did get my laptop fixed, without being able to tell me what was wrong with it. She did not remember the scratch that I showed her before, even after showing her the screen damage once again.
She misremembered what we had for lunch, and where, citing a location and a dish that doesn't match reality. She completely forgot about the dinner we just had, of which the leftovers were still on the table in front of us. She didn't remember how many days we spent on vacation, nor the name of the hotel.
That's when she opened up and told me about more instances of memory loss. For example crashing her bike because for a moment she forgot she was riding a motorbike in traffic and thus released the handlebars mid-drive. She previously told me this accident happened for turning too fast.
She also failed to find her way home from work once, driving around aimlessly for half an hour.
At this point I wasn't able to hold back my tears and I was too afraid to ask more questions. This morning she forgot she told me the truth about her recent traffic accident. I feel like she doesn't want me to know about the full scale of the problems she is experiencing, and who knows what else is happening that I don't know about.
I'm begging her to forget about work for a second and go get a proper screening at the hospital. She's refusing to listen, not wanting "additional stress". I have no idea what to do, I can't force her. I'm thinking about sending a text to her mother, and/or friends, to convince her to get help.
How can a 26 year old woman be having these issues? There is no substance abuse, she doesn't drink any alcohol. I can only link this to her work, but those are just assumptions. How do I make her seek serious help for this serious issue?
Introduction
Creating a harmonious and prosperous work environment is essential for the success of any business. Many people believe that following Vastu Shastra principles in their office can bring luck, fortune, and financial prosperity. Vastu Shastra, an ancient Indian architectural science, provides guidelines for the design and arrangement of spaces to harness positive energies.
If you're looking to align your office space with Vastu principles, here are some important guidelines and tips to consider.
1. Direction of the Office Building
When constructing an office or commercial building, it is crucial to follow Vastu principles to ensure prosperity and good luck. The direction of the office building can have a significant impact on the business's success. For service-oriented businesses, the east direction is considered suitable. The north direction, associated with the lord of wealth, Kuber, is ideal for profit-making businesses. Depending on the nature of your business, the north, northeast, or northwest directions may also be favorable. Additionally, ensure that the property is surrounded by running roads when selecting a location for your office.
2. Seating Arrangement
Proper seating arrangement plays a vital role in maximizing productivity and promoting positive energy flow in the office. Here are some seating arrangement tips according to Vastu Shastra:
- Entrepreneurs and business owners should sit facing the north, east, or northeast directions to encourage growth and new beginnings.
- Marketing and sales personnel should face the northeast direction to enhance proactiveness. Their sitting position can be in the northwest direction.
- Account department officials should sit in the southeast corner and face the northeast direction.
- Managers, directors, and executives should sit in the southwest, south, or west corner of the office to facilitate better decision-making.
Employees should also consider facing the north or east while working, as it improves productivity. Sitting directly under a light beam should be avoided. If unavoidable, it can be covered with a wooden board to minimize its impact.
3. Office Entrance
The entrance of your office plays a crucial role in attracting positive energies. Ideally, the entrance should be in the north, northeast, or northwest direction. These directions are considered auspicious and bring positivity and financial profits. The north direction, associated with the lord of wealth, is particularly beneficial for accelerating financial gains. Ensure that the entrance is clean, clutter-free, and well-lit to create a positive first impression.
4. Creating Positive Energy
To foster a positive and conducive work environment, keep the office space clean, organized, and clutter-free. Store documents, stationery, and other items in locked cabinets when not in use. Avoid sleeping at the desk, as it can attract negative energies. When sitting in a cabin, make sure your back does not face the door to avoid feelings of distrust. Hang a mountain scenery picture behind your seat and place a turquoise pyramid on your desk to promote support and communication among colleagues.
5. Office Décor and Interiors
The colors and décor in your office can greatly impact the energy flow and overall ambiance. According to Vastu Shastra guidelines for office:
- Use bright colors for the walls, as they spread positivity and reflect light. Blue is suitable for the southern wall, while green promotes harmony and can be used for the southwestern wall.
- Place a mirror or Kuber Yantra in the north direction or on the northern wall to enhance financial health.
- Avoid piling up finished goods in the northeast direction. Instead, store them in the northwest direction to ensure smooth clearance of unsold stock.
- Place your safe in the southwest corner, facing the northeast direction, to promote prosperity and security.
- Install a water fountain in the north zone for career growth and positive energy flow. Avoid placing fountains that flow outward.
6. Office Lighting
Proper lighting is essential for creating a vibrant and energetic workspace. Natural light is considered auspicious, so try to maximize the use of natural light in your office. If possible, place workstations near windows to allow employees to benefit from natural light. Use full-spectrum light bulbs that mimic natural light for artificial lighting. Avoid dim or flickering lights, as they can create a dull and stagnant atmosphere.
Office Furniture and Placement
The choice and placement of office furniture can have a significant impact on the energy flow in your office. Here are some tips:
- Use ergonomic furniture that promotes comfort and productivity. Uncomfortable or broken furniture can hinder work efficiency.
- Avoid sharp-edged furniture, as they can create negative energy. Opt for rounded or curved furniture designs instead.
- Ensure that furniture is placed in a way that allows for smooth movement and doesn't block any pathways or doors.
- Arrange desks and workstations in a manner that encourages collaboration and teamwork.
- Avoid cluttered and disorganized desks, as they can obstruct the flow of positive energy. Encourage employees to keep their workstations tidy and organized.
Meeting Room Placement
If your office has a meeting room or conference room, its placement is crucial for productive and successful meetings. Ideally, the meeting room should be located in the northwest or northeast direction of the office. This promotes clear communication, effective decision-making, and successful outcomes. Ensure that the meeting room is well-lit, properly ventilated, and free from any distractions or negative energy.
Office Plants
Introducing plants into your office space can bring freshness, vitality, and positive energy. Plants are known to purify the air, improve concentration, and reduce stress. Here are some recommendations for using plants in your office according to Vastu:
- Place small plants or bonsai trees on employees' desks to enhance creativity and productivity.
- Use money plants (Epipremnum aureum) near the entrance or in the north zone to attract wealth and prosperity.
- Place lucky bamboo plants (Dracaena sanderiana) in the east or southeast direction for growth and good fortune.
- Avoid placing thorny plants or cacti in the office, as they can create negative energy.
Balanced Elements
According to Vastu Shastra, the five elements (earth, water, fire, air, and space) should be balanced in the office to create a harmonious environment. Here are some tips for balancing these elements:
Earth:
Use earthy colors like brown and yellow in the office decor. You can also place a crystal or gemstone on your desk to connect with the earth element.
Water:
Install an aquarium or a water feature in the northeast direction to attract positive energy and prosperity. Ensure that the water is clean and the aquarium is well-maintained.
Fire:
Use proper lighting and incorporate the fire element through the use of candles or decorative lamps. Avoid using harsh or excessive lighting that can create a stressful environment.
Air:
Maintain good air circulation and quality in the office by opening windows, using air purifiers, and incorporating indoor plants that improve air quality.
Space:
Keep the office well-organized and clutter-free to allow for the free flow of energy. Avoid overcrowding the space with unnecessary furniture or equipment.
Remember, while Vastu Shastra principles can provide guidance for creating a harmonious and prosperous office environment, it is also important to consider practical aspects and individual preferences. Adapting Vastu guidelines to suit your specific office layout and requirements can help create a positive and conducive workspace for success.
Get To Know About: 40 Vastu Shastra Tips for Home: Better Life, Prosperity & Harmony When somebody suggests you commit arson together, your reaction is most likely to differ based on the identity of that person. If anyone else had asked me to come along to burn down a building, I would have assumed it was a joke. However, being aware of Frankie Preston’s barely suppressed murderous tendencies made me take his request quite seriously. Of course, three main questions presented themselves upon first consideration.
“What building?”
“A small developmental factory owned by FunFlair.”
“Do you plan on burning it while there are still people inside?”
“Only one, and that one deserves to burn alive.”
Shelving my thoughts on that answer for the moment, I inquired as to when he was hoping to go about this endeavor.
“The sooner the better. My sister—you haven’t met her—found out that they’re going to move sites in the near future, so if I want to take revenge on my old boss easily, I need to do it now. It won’t be too difficult. I know the layout of the place really well, they can’t have changed much these last three years. It’s small, hidden but unprotected. A bunch of containers in some woods a couple hours from here. The human I hate most in the entire world is there, every night, working all alone.” His shoulders twitched. “I drove by the place a couple times, and I kept thinking about doing it, but I was too scared. Having you there would make all the difference.”
“It would?” I echoed.
“Yes! Sunshine, you’re strong. Amazingly so. I don’t want you to feel like I’m using you, but the thing is, I can’t do this on my own. If you tell me to go away and never mention this again, I will. That I swear to God. Or whatever sadistic omnipotent being has put me on this world to suffer.” He briefly glanced heavenward, or rather at the ceiling, then back at me. “I can’t hurt anybody, remember?”
I nodded along slowly. “This person, your old boss… what did they do to you?”
“Simply put, she’s why I hate everything.” He spoke with an uncanny intensity, staring past me like he was miles away.
“Who is she?”
“Her name is Philomena Wallis. She’s the one who keeps sending people after me. She wants me back to do fuck knows what to me because she's still pissed I screwed her over." He paused. "She did—
does horrible things. You'd want her dead, too."
"Why isn't she in prison?"
"Nobody gets taken to prison if they're rich enough. Either way, what she does isn't technically illegal… and no one knows about it either. It's a tricky situation."
I took a deep breath. “Do you have a plan?”
“I do. We’ll go there at night, I’ll slip in and make sure the door to Phil’s workspace is locked, and then we’ll douse the whole thing in gasoline.”
“Are you sure you’ll need me for that? It doesn’t sound like you’d be inflicting hurt directly. I mean, you wouldn’t have to actually raise a hand to your boss, not physically. Or can you not do that either?”
“The risk lies rather within what could happen if she finds me.” He rubbed his arm, a look of uncertainty crossing his features. “I’m different when I’m around her. I can’t help it, she… she can just walk all over me. She made me be this way. There’s nothing to be done about it, except to get rid of her once and for all.”
“I’m not following. She
made you be this way? What do you mean?”
“Exactly what I said!” he snapped, only to shrink back and raise his hands. “Sorry! I’m so sorry!”
I stared at him in silence for a beat. “You’re terrified,” I said.
He glanced at his chucks, then back at me, looking like he wanted to say something but didn’t know what.
“Sad, too,” I added. “Sometimes, I can’t tell what you think, so I apologize if I’m reading this wrong…”
“You shouldn’t have to guess what’s going on inside my head anyways,” he muttered. “I can’t believe what I’m trying to rope you into again. It’s like I didn’t hear myself talk for a minute there.”
“I’ll help you.”
He raised a skeptical brow. “I don’t want to force you. I swear I don’t. I
will do this, and I’d feel so much better if you came with, but if this is something you’re gonna resent me for in the long run…”
“The long run?”
“I mean—” He started playing with his gum again. “Are we not doing this? You really like me, I think?”
“
I think we shouldn’t be talking about this in the same breath as committing lethal arson.” I rubbed my nose before letting go of a long breath. “If I can’t stop you from doing this, I’ll at least make sure you come back out in one piece.”
I wonder if this is how Nettie Peterson usually feels. Frankie beamed. “You will? You’re absolutely sure?”
“Yes. Here’s the plan, I drop off what I bought for my savior human and then we can prepare; do what’s needed. I don’t want to put this off. The sooner it’s over, the better.”
“Definitely,” he agreed with an eager nod. “I’ll drive you right over.”
“Good. And Frankie… you know precisely how I feel about you.”
We got on our way the following morning. The car ride lasted several hours, most of which I spent fast asleep stretched out on the backseat. It was a wonderful nap; I hardly felt any of the vehicle’s movements, admittedly a credit to the server’s abilities as a driver. Eventually, the road was getting too bumpy to ignore, and I drowsily lifted my head to find us pulling onto heavily wooded terrain. Upon noticing I was awake, Fran gave me a fleeting, quite obviously forced smile. After a few more minutes, we came to a halt on a clearing. I got out and produced a canister of gasoline from the trunk, handing it to Fran after opening the door for him. He looked strangely absent, gazing off into the distance with a vacant look in his eyes. He grabbed the offered canister and clutched it to his chest, almost like he was hugging it.
“We’ll be going the rest of the way on foot, then?” I inquired.
He nodded wordlessly.
I couldn’t hide my frown. The air around us was warm and fragrant, the moonlight shining through between the branches that seemed to reach out for us as we began walking. There was not even a hint of a breeze, and yet, a chill ran down my spine. My companion’s demeanor was nothing short of uncomfortable; he seemed to suck the warmth out of the atmosphere around us, together with my initial confidence and the sweet scent of pine needles. His silence instilled in me a clammy sense of dread, and I couldn’t shake it no matter how hard I tried. Normally, I would have probably appreciated the perfect calm and serenity of the lush forest around us, but seeing him in such obvious, unspoken distress drove away all my idyllic thoughts.
“This seems like an odd place to hide a factory,” I remarked, trying to open a conversation once more.
“That’s the point. You wouldn’t go looking for a doll manufacturer in bum-fuck nowhere,” he replied.
“It’s strange to think about. What kind of shady stuff can a toy manufacturer even get up to? Don’t get me wrong, I trust you when you say they’re bad people, I just wish you’d give me a little more information. I feel like I’m not getting something here.”
He let out a low hum. “You… are really innocent.”
“No, I’m not,” I argued, affronted.
“Not in a bad way. I said innocent, not naive. I’ve been cagey again, I know that, but the thing is, you’ll see exactly what I was talking about when we get there. You’ll understand everything, and to be honest, I’m very afraid of what you’ll think once you do.”
We finally reached the building Fran had told me about. If it could indeed be called a building. It looked more like something that had been thrown together by a larva using Lego bricks. It was, as predicted, a bunch of containers lined up and stacked atop one another, small corridors and open metal staircases connecting them. It seemed to be almost entirely empty—all the lights were out, except for a single one. From behind a window on the upper floor, filtered through gray blinds, a cool, bright glow shone down upon us. It bathed Frankie in its surreal luminescence that seemed completely out of place given our raw, natural surroundings.
“You were right,” I stated, tearing him from his rigor. “Seems like there’s only one person in there.”
“That’s Phil,” he mumbled. “I’m certain.”
“Then let’s do this.”
Frankie detached himself from the canister, peeling it off his body like a piece of clothing. I took it from his hands while he walked over to the nearest door, reaching into his pocket to produce a set of shiny, slim tools. Despite the darkness, he set his fingers to work on the lock. It didn’t take long at all for him to let out a satisfied sound, straightening up as he held the now open door for me. “I’m very skilled at lockpicking,” he said lightly, by way of conversation.
I couldn’t hide the admiration in my gaze, and I gave him a proud smile that briefly caused his features to soften. I had not yet crossed the threshold when he grabbed me by the wrist, holding me back. “One more thing,” he whispered, his voice suddenly ringing desperate again, “you won’t like what we might see in there.”
“I know,” I answered. “It was implied.”
Stepping forth into the dark room, the smell of plastic and coffee instantly hit my nose. Fran fumbled for a lightswitch before thinking better of it and turning on the flashlight he’d brought. We were clearly in a breakroom; there was a table in the middle surrounded by chairs, an espresso machine in the corner and several calendars and posters taped to the walls. Unsuspecting. Frankie didn’t comment, immediately moving across the cube and towards the door on the other side. It led out into a small corridor, improvised using more corrugated iron elements, and into another larger container. There was a desk with a computer in one corner and an empty operating table in the center.
A large shelving unit occupied the entire left side of the room. A closer inspection revealed that it held all sorts of small parts, though what they were parts
of was beyond me. Opening the plastic drawers at random, I glimpsed all sorts of metallic and silicone pieces, forming strange little…
thingies.
“What is all this?” I asked Frankie.
He had been standing by the operating table, staring at it with unblinking eyes. His expression was once more perfectly vacant. Not even his jaw was moving around his bubble gum. He didn’t look up, and for a minute, I wondered if he’d heard me at all. “Doll parts,” he suddenly answered, his voice lacking any inflection.
I frowned, picking up one of the tiny metallic objects and inspecting it closely. I could see what he meant now—it appeared to be a very small joint, perhaps for a finger. “When you said FunFlair made dolls, I thought you meant these stiff little baby dolls. I didn’t know they made them this detailed.”
“Oh, they can be detailed alright.”
“Is this, like, a robotics thing? Can they move on their own, too?”
Frankie let out a sharp, mirthless laugh that was much too short. He fell completely silent again, and it felt as though the room had gotten colder. I bit my lip, placing the finger joint back in its box. I tentatively reached out to Fran and rested a hand on his upper arm, only for him to flinch, drawing away as if burned. “D-don’t touch me right now,” he pleaded.
“I’m sorry,” I breathed.
“No, I am. Don’t mind me, okay? Let’s—let’s just go on.”
So we did. Another makeshift corridor led us over into the next container. The beam of our flashlight cut through the darkness, revealing a sight that made me stop in my tracks. There were several bodies propped up in the corners of the room, bodies that I only realized on second glance were artificial. They were of roughly the same size as the average person, with fully formed arms, legs and everything. Their faces however were different. Most of them weren’t even fully complete, the skin-like material not fully covering their heads and leaving the mechanical structures underneath uncovered. Their eyeballs—sitting in hard plastic sockets and unframed by lids—stared out at us blankly, utterly void and expressionless.
Cold dread began to seep into my bones, paralyzing me for a second before I managed to break from my stillness. Taking a step towards one of the lifeless figures, I bent down to get a closer look. Keeping my distance, I reached out a single finger to trace along one of the countless delicate wires peeking out from the soft patches of facial material. It was cool to the touch, making my skin crawl. I pulled back, turning to Frankie in bewilderment. “Wh-what is all this?” I asked hesitantly.
“That’s them. That’s the dolls.”
“Well, yes, I can see that but this… this is really, really unnerving.”
He let out a strangled, mournful sound. “I guess it is,” he said eventually, his voice low and flat. He knelt down beside me, a little closer to the doll, and started fumbling around with the back of its neck, clearly looking for something. Finally, I heard a little click, followed by a whirring noise as the doll jerked up its arm. I squeaked, scrambling back on my hands and rear, only to find my back suddenly pressed up against the chest of another mannequin. I hadn’t done a thing, but it instantly sprang to life; robotic fingers clamping down around both sides of my nape. The painfully fierce touch wiped away every last bit of my composure, and I let out a shriek that seemed to tear apart the relative silence. Frankie spun around to fix me with the beam of his flashlight, causing me to squeeze my eyes shut. My heart was hammering against my ribcage, seemingly exploding when the hands started pulling me closer against the lifeless, yet animate body.
The next thing I knew was that Fran had leapt forward and removed me from the doll’s clutches with one swift, powerful yank. My chest was heaving and I couldn’t suppress a low whimper when I pressed myself to his side, frantically glancing about my surroundings. My fangs were bared, but my racing pulse was admittedly overtaxing me. I couldn’t seem to form any coherent thoughts. My flight-instinct was kicking in, further setting off my panicked response when I realized I might end up involuntarily jumping dimensions again.
Suddenly, I felt Frankie’s hand on my cheek, the gentle pressure tilting my head up to make me meet his gaze. “It’s alright,” he said, his voice equal parts firm and understanding. The fog in my head lifted just a little.
“They’re not going to hurt you,” he went on, his thumb stroking the curve of my outer ear. However he managed to convey such certainty when he himself had been so uneasy mere moments ago was beyond me, and yet, I found myself believing him. My breathing slowed and I hazarded a second glance at the doll I had bumped into.
It had stopped moving, its body having locked into an unnatural, almost feral-looking position. It was cowering on all fours, its torso lowered and its head up. Its neck was bent at such an extreme angle that it was approaching the comical.
“What the fuck was that?” I whispered, the curse word escaping me before I could stop myself.
“Some of them have to be activated manually, others can be turned on just by touch. I remember that,” Frankie replied. “There’s no need to be afraid of them, though. Even if it’s hard to believe considering… well.” He gestured at the oddly crouching doll at our feet.
“Something’s very wrong here,” I muttered, unable to tear my eyes off the lifeless, incomplete face. “I didn’t even know they made toys like that.”
“They’re not for children,” Frankie said, his eyes glazing over once more.
“Are they, like, robots? Do they know what they’re doing?”
“Not if they’re lucky, they don’t.” He paused. “They’re not made to think. Any awareness they might have would be unplanned for.”
“And you really used to work here? Did you help build them?”
“We can talk about that once we’re out of here.”
I swallowed. “Look, I’m freaking out. This can’t be a normal production site.”
“It’s not. I wish you didn’t have to see this. It… it only gets worse. And your instincts aren’t failing you, none of this is right. If you want to back out, I don’t blame you. This place shouldn’t exist.”
I took a deep breath. I wished I had insisted on knowing the full truth before coming here, but it couldn’t be helped now. Instead of prying further, I pointed at the canister of gasoline. “Then let’s remedy that.”
Despite himself, Frankie smiled.
Instead of mirroring the expression, I felt my own features suddenly derail. “Oh crap.”
“What is it?”
“Do you think she heard me scream?”
X 1 2: deadbeat roommate 3: creepy crush 4: relocation 5: beach concert 6: First date 7: Temp work 8: roommate talk 9: a dismal worldview 10: warehouse 11: staircase 12: explanation 13: hurt 14: hospital 15: ocean 16: diner 17: government work 18: something in the caves 19: shopping cart 20: olms and Jewels 21: long hair 22: recruitment 23: waitresses We looking at hosting a fifa 23 ultimate team league.
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Just one week far from my 7 1/2 months old daughter and I've never been more sad. From now till the end of the years I'll be traveling abroad for work 4 weeks and go back home 2 weeks. I should consider myself lucky that my boss understands why I don't want to stay away 6 months straight and allows me to flight more often, but it still sucks: the first tooth, the first words, the first step...I'll likely miss all of that. I just hope she remembers me when I go back
VDEP is a Hardcore Survival Vanilla+ server with Dark Nights and MORE INFECTED. We offer a fresh take on the Vanilla Survival Experience, with a few QoL changes as well as some additions. We are a First Person PvE/PvP server with 3 hour Days and 40 minute DARK nights, restarting every 3 hours. Only Wiping every 4-6 months we provide a home for long term base building and survival game play. VDEP also features hand crafted lore and POIs unique to our server, making up a new and different story for those who want a more immersive experience.
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https://discord.gg/SATQXKf75c Received my order and have been testing the fragrances, purchased all of the above from Malkeet who’s very communicative which is surprisingly uncommon for sellers👀👀.
Bright Peach
Good Lord, this a prime example of needing to sample before purchase. I bought 30 ml decant and regret it deeply. I don’t love patchouli and it’s particularly strong here.
It opens with a strong dirty boozy rotten peach smell and then dries down to a honeyed patchouli with synthetic peach in the background. After that it stays quite linear. The peach scent is absolutely not juicy to my nose or particularly “real”. I love the smell of peaches but this one is by far the worst iteration I’ve smelled. I would only recommend if one likes patchouli heavy perfumes.
Longevity is good, nothing insane. It seemed to perform better on skin, am8-9 hours.
3/10
Versensia Noir
This one is interesting, I do not like the opening at all, it smells exactly like an insect repellent, very screechy, it then mellows out. You can definitely smell the cardamom and coconut florals here. Don’t love it, smells like a hair oil that I can’t quite place. It improves the longer it sits and by the time we get to the base notes it’s actually quite a pleasant and comforting scent. This perfume is a really journey, I really feel like you can follow the way the notes develop. Two thirds of it is quite bad thought and not sure it’s worth it for a mediocre end.
Longevity isn’t bad 6 hours or so but projection is good for the first few hours.
Yara
Yara! The surprise favorite and more complex than I expected. It’s really lovely and dreamy. Sweet but not sharp, very creamy. I don’t really pick up any strawberry or much fruitiness. It’s more florally. Smells very similar to the dry down of a Oriflame perfume called Secret Garden which has heliotrope and milk listed. Yara has heliotrope too so I’m guessing that’s what I’m really loving. It settles into a warm vanilla musk skin scent by the end and I love that too.
6/10
Longevity isn’t bad, 6-7 hours. On clothes, it retains more of its top and middle notes. Projection is mid.
8.5/10 and would purchase a full bottle anyday.
PS:- If anyone wants the Bright Peach 30ml decant please feel free to pm me, will send it out at the cost of shipping only. Want it to find a better home and perhaps save someone from making a mistake haha👀