SHE DID!?!?!?!
I also saw that he isn’t really mentioned in the relationship page. I litterally was like “WHAT THE FUCK, ASHER IS LIKE NEVER GONNA BE OVER YOU! AND YOU DON”T EVEN MENTION HIM!?!?!”
Shit, you scary.
It was a dark time…. back on the island..
OMG Winnie mun like replied to my judging you thing, with an EXCUSEEEEMEEE lol.

“I won’t leave you,” she said instantly, her words muffled in his shirt. “I promise. Oh God, it seems like we keep vanishing from each other’s lives and causing more pain, and - Christ, Asher, I won’t leave. No, never again. I’m here; I’m yours. Yours alone.” A few tear droplets clung to her eyelashes, and she blinked rapidly. Both of them were a bubbling mess in the wake of their reunion. “Things… things are gonna be okay,” she promised, pulling away only slightly so she could find his eyes once more. Their noses slid into place beside one another. “I’m s-staying with you. Staying forever. Don’t you worry.”
Asher loved hearing the words. They comforted him, made him feel so much better. He never wanted her to leave his arms, though of course she would have to… But he wasn’t going to let her walk out on him, “Good.” And he did something his missed dearly. He kissed her. Softly, a kiss you would give someone you’d die without. That was Winnie. To him, he would die without her. He was dying inside without her. Pulling back, his lip curled slightly, “How did you get off? Of the island…” It was really bothering him, he had to know.
Just the way he kissed her made her insides tingle. Winnie returned the kiss with just as much simple passion as he delivered, her fingers gently sliding through his hair. “Th-The island!” she echoed, coughing a bit. “Right, well. It’s a strange story, and I won’t go into vivid details to spare you the boredom of it all.” She was calming down now; his kiss had drained her of excess emotion - though, on the flip-side, it seemed as if his presence made her heart beat faster than before. “Fixed my car… or, at least, it was running again, and after a few grueling days of no food and near-dehydration, I made it off. Though…” Winnie paused and slipped her arms around his waist. “… I was afraid I’d never see you again. I didn’t really want to leave the island, not when you were still on it.”

Instantly, Winnie pulled him flush to her chest, her hands sliding into his hair and her lips pressing into his shoulder. She remained like that for a good while, rocking him back and forth, simply relishing in the feel of his hands on her skin.
“I l-love you, too,” she managed after a moment. “I’ve missed you so…damn… much.”
She couldn’t tell that they were standing in the middle of a nightclub. She couldn’t smell the smoke or the dry perfume in the air. She couldn’t see the half-naked dancers or the intoxicated bar patrons.
The only thing Winnie sensed was that man in her arms, the one she’d needed for so long.
Burying his head into her neck, he let out rough breath, his tears easily falling onto her neck, “Don’t leave me… Not again…” It was like the last time they talked. He needed Winnie. He actually, needed her. Since she’s been gone, Asher hasn’t fully been able to function. Not like a real person.
People began flooding out of the club. More and more left, and the place was begging to get quiet. The other’s began to watch them, and only Avery actually knew who the woman was. Asher wanted to bring up Theseus, but he didn’t care. Not now.. He was going to wait, “Please..” He whispered.
“I won’t leave you,” she said instantly, her words muffled in his shirt. “I promise. Oh God, it seems like we keep vanishing from each other’s lives and causing more pain, and - Christ, Asher, I won’t leave. No, never again. I’m here; I’m yours. Yours alone.” A few tear droplets clung to her eyelashes, and she blinked rapidly. Both of them were a bubbling mess in the wake of their reunion. “Things… things are gonna be okay,” she promised, pulling away only slightly so she could find his eyes once more. Their noses slid into place beside one another. “I’m s-staying with you. Staying forever. Don’t you worry.”

Me right now:
OMG THIS IS GONNA BE THE DRAMATIC RP EVER!!! WE SHOULD HAVE A 3 WAY RP!!!
But then I realize
ASHER IS GONNA LEAVE NURSE!!!
SHE CANNOT BE ALONE
SHE WILL DIEEEEEE
She doesn’t like guys often
or ever
SHITT
Rule numbero uno:
NEVER BE 100% SURE ON WHAT I DO
I AM SATAN. FOR ALL YOU KNOW, I COULD BE SECRETLY PLANNING HIS DEATH. OR HE PICKS NO ONE.
(Oh hello there Winnie-mun we aren’t talking about you……)
CHLOE SHE ON TO US!!!!

Okay, fair enough.
But let me just say I just stalked Winnies info…FOR NURSE OF COURSE
And damn, a Emma Watson Face Claim? Super rather ordinary? Yet she not only has John Watson (Nurse is like besties with him) and was with Thesus!?!?!?!?! Now I feel like this.
YEAH. SHE CHEATED ON ASHER WITH THESEUS AND CHOSE THESEUS IN THE END. THEY CAME TO APOLOGIZE AND DISAPPEARED AGAIN.
LIKE SERIOUSLY. WINNIE WAS LIKE, THE FIRST PERSON I RPED WITH.
BUT NEVER GUESS WHAT I’M GOING TO DO. YOU NEVER KNOW.
SHE DID!?!?!?!
I also saw that he isn’t really mentioned in the relationship page. I litterally was like “WHAT THE FUCK, ASHER IS LIKE NEVER GONNA BE OVER YOU! AND YOU DON”T EVEN MENTION HIM!?!?!”
Shit, you scary.

Her breath was a flutter of air passing between her lips, a faint, dumbfounded sound like laughter. It transformed into a gasp and an almost inaudible whimper when his hands touched her hair.
“Asher.”
Their noses touched once, and it felt like a spark snapped through her skin and down her spine. Those eyes, those intoxicating eyes found hers, and she couldn’t breathe again.
“I knew it was you,” she murmured. “I knew it. Asher. I’m here.” Her hands came up to rest at his cheeks, and her eyes never left his gaze. “I’ve missed you so much…”
He blinked, and Asher’s eyes were welled up with tears, “I… I thought you were dead, Winnie… I… I couldn’t live with myself leaving you behind.. I’m so sorry.” He moved his hands to hold her by the crook of her neck. He wouldn’t let go. He didn’t want to lost her. He wouldn’t lose her. Not again. Not for the third time..
“Words cannot be said on how much I missed you…. Winnie I love you..” Their foreheads touched and Asher tried to not let his tears fall, but it was too hard not to. His eyes fell to the ground so she couldn’t see. He hated crying in front of her.
Instantly, Winnie pulled him flush to her chest, her hands sliding into his hair and her lips pressing into his shoulder. She remained like that for a good while, rocking him back and forth, simply relishing in the feel of his hands on her skin.
“I l-love you, too,” she managed after a moment. “I’ve missed you so…damn… much.”
She couldn’t tell that they were standing in the middle of a nightclub. She couldn’t smell the smoke or the dry perfume in the air. She couldn’t see the half-naked dancers or the intoxicated bar patrons.
The only thing Winnie sensed was that man in her arms, the one she’d needed for so long.

Me right now:
OMG THIS IS GONNA BE THE DRAMATIC RP EVER!!! WE SHOULD HAVE A 3 WAY RP!!!
But then I realize
ASHER IS GONNA LEAVE NURSE!!!
SHE CANNOT BE ALONE
SHE WILL DIEEEEEE
She doesn’t like guys often
or ever
SHITT
Rule numbero uno:
NEVER BE 100% SURE ON WHAT I DO
I AM SATAN. FOR ALL YOU KNOW, I COULD BE SECRETLY PLANNING HIS DEATH. OR HE PICKS NO ONE.
Okay, fair enough.
But let me just say I just stalked Winnies info…FOR NURSE OF COURSE
And damn, a Emma Watson Face Claim? Super rather ordinary? Yet she not only has John Watson (Nurse is like besties with him) and was with Thesus!?!?!?!?! Now I feel like this.

“… Asher?”
Winnie had heard rumors of a tall, reserved man working at the local nightclub, and every description, no matter how vivid or simple, made her think of Asher. Asher, the one who’d brought more tears and more joy to her life than anyone ever. Asher, the one her heart still craved for, the one she missed with every fiber of her being. But what were the chances? Perhaps this man just looked like him. Perhaps it was some coincidence.
It wasn’t. When Winnie snuck into the club twenty minutes before closing time, her hair pulled back and her eyes laden with suspense, she saw him, him, and blanched.
“Asher.”
Winnie took a step forward, and then another, and then she was walking faster and faster until she was mere inches from him.
“It is you,” she whispered.
Hearing someone call his name, his head snapped in the direction. He knew that voice. Anywhere. He knew that voice from a thousand miles away. A voice he’d missed. The only thing that would make going back to the island wonderful. But.. she was dead, wasn’t she? How could a human survive that? Seeing her in front of him, her name slipped his lips, “Winnie…” He whispered back. His fingers brushed against her brown locks. She wasn’t a hallucination. She was real, and she was right in front of him.
He couldn’t move.
Her breath was a flutter of air passing between her lips, a faint, dumbfounded sound like laughter. It transformed into a gasp and an almost inaudible whimper when his hands touched her hair.
“Asher.”
Their noses touched once, and it felt like a spark snapped through her skin and down her spine. Those eyes, those intoxicating eyes found hers, and she couldn’t breathe again.
“I knew it was you,” she murmured. “I knew it. Asher. I’m here.” Her hands came up to rest at his cheeks, and her eyes never left his gaze. “I’ve missed you so much…”

Me right now:
OMG THIS IS GONNA BE THE DRAMATIC RP EVER!!! WE SHOULD HAVE A 3 WAY RP!!!
But then I realize
ASHER IS GONNA LEAVE NURSE!!!
SHE CANNOT BE ALONE
SHE WILL DIEEEEEE
She doesn’t like guys often
or ever
SHITT
Rule numbero uno:
NEVER BE 100% SURE ON WHAT I DO
I AM SATAN. FOR ALL YOU KNOW, I COULD BE SECRETLY PLANNING HIS DEATH. OR HE PICKS NO ONE.

Asher was cleaning tables at the packed night club. Well, it was going down. It was closing in about twenty minutes, and people were already starting to flood out. Sighing, Asher tuned out all the flirts, pick up lines, and grabs on him. God women were forward. He just looked at the table and nowhere else. But eh couldn’t take it anymore, “Hey!” He turned out to woman surrounding, “I swear to god if you don’t leave me alone I’ll rip out your shitty manicures!” He yelled, then turning back around to clean a table. He wasn’t aware at all of what was in the distance.
“… Asher?”
Winnie had heard rumors of a tall, reserved man working at the local nightclub, and every description, no matter how vivid or simple, made her think of Asher. Asher, the one who’d brought more tears and more joy to her life than anyone ever. Asher, the one her heart still craved for, the one she missed with every fiber of her being. But what were the chances? Perhaps this man just looked like him. Perhaps it was some coincidence.
It wasn’t. When Winnie snuck into the club twenty minutes before closing time, her hair pulled back and her eyes laden with suspense, she saw him, him, and blanched.
“Asher.”
Winnie took a step forward, and then another, and then she was walking faster and faster until she was mere inches from him.
“It is you,” she whispered.
