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This is a joint journal from the Hive household - Indigo, Kaspar, Adley Reed and Jameson Dade

Kaspar wandered into the living room, feeling an oddly human thirst for something cold after a particularly luxurious session of "cuddling" within the Hive bedroom, all of his honey's making him absolutely buzz. As he opened the fridge he noticed a note attached with his name on it and let out a groan. Since he'd first rocked up with bags of groceries, and insisted on cooking a meal it had become more and more his duty to ensure the household was stocked up to their liking. Well, his liking. He had insisted they should eat well, care for their bodies and now that the metaphorical cat was out of the bag in regards to three of the Hive residents mortality, well, it was for Indie's sake.

Yet here he was, eyeballing the list while he reached for a bottle of soda water. "For ****'s sake, children. I am caring for children!" He scoffed, and as much as he might complain in private he didn't mind having a sense of purpose. He preferred to be busy, to be achieving even if it was as simple as picking up some groceries.

He had to leave soon anyway, to go and spend the precious whee hours of the morning with his son before the dawn broke, to hold the tiny warm being, just to watch him sleep. The only one he loved as much has himself, his sweet Niklaus Wilhelm Grube, his Will. Kas grabbed a pen, drawing a grumpy face and next to it writing, "Fine. Someone owes me a blow job. You can make Adley do it. Love, Hel." Not Kaspar, not Kas. No. Hel, so they knew the mood it was intended with. The man slunk back to bedroom with her beverage in hand, to enjoy a little bit longer with his honey's before leaving them.

- Stapled to the above -

So it's true. It's not who you know but who you blow. Picking up eggs. Back later.

Scrawled beneath it in Kaspar's surprisingly elegant handwriting, "It's ok. I'll have you both, don't fight. xx, Kas."

"You got me jewellery, now you've got me a man? ****, Jamie. You really want in my pants this month."

A picture is attached to the fridge.



"Love you too, Adley. Indie bought some more eggs for you to suck on."

Kaspar received a message to his phone around an hour before dawn, a message that he had to acknowledge, one that meant leaving the Hive almost immediately to make it before the sun came up. He muttered as much to his sleepy bedfellows but didn't want to wake them. He didn't want to explain. Kaspar made a point of writing a note on the fridge, eager to let it speak for itself. "I'll be back, I don't know when. Need time. If you want me, call me. Sorry. - Kaspar."