Many have disagree with your choice of leaving home at the ripe age of twenty, many suitors and hard working men had attempted to convince you to stay... behind and become the mother of their children, however your dreams remained adamant.You've desired to clash blades with those who threaten the peace, to stand as the symbol of justice and righteousness, just like the legendary heroine from the Ivonian Kingdom once did half a century ago. Ever since you were a little girl you dreamt of wearing. It was like a gift from God when you pulled up. I didn’t know your friend was in the tent or I would have taken her into my car. I know it’s a lot to ask, but can you help us find shelter, maybe call the Red Cross?”The more she talked, the more I realized I knew her.“Julie Danvers! I’ll help you any way I can, but first I need to ask you a question. Do you still enjoy running around in your birthday suit?”She flinched, looking at me closely. “Uncle Mike? Is that you?”“Yes it is, baby. These are. “Her brothers are getting pretty handsy and I think it’s about time they head out.”Chelsie smiled, “Oh I think she was showing some of her artwork in the basement to Dale. They should be back up in a minute.” As she said that they re-emerged from the kitchen. Chelsie’s Dad wrangled everyone together and got the three brothers and their wives into the van. “Honey, now be safe and don’t get distracted by any of these buffoons.” Chelsie smiled at her Dad and said not to worry.The drive was rather. Ah, now you must be wondering, ‘How does she get away with it?’ That’s because I’m smart. I think differently than other people (obviously), and before I used to think it was a bad thing, now I know that if I desired I could take over the city. But the most important thing was that I lied so well, I could most likely convince people that a purple unicorn had landed in my backyard and shit confetti. I sighed, looking over my new temp’s shoulder. Her lips were pursed in concentration, her brows.