ill do replies on friday since its my day off from both jobs!

kenji's  fucked  –  knowing  that  he  might  have  to  go  to  work  the  next  morning  hungover  ,  or  he  could  get  a  substitute  .  god  ,  he  wasn't  thinking  straight  ,  but  with  kyungsoo  there  ,  he  feels  more  at  peace  in  the  bar  filled  with  drunk  people  .  "  mine  ?  "  he  goes  ,  the  reassuring  nature  of  him  coming  out  ,  head  twitched  to  the  side  as  he's  attempting  to  bring  the  other  close  to  him  ,  wanting  to  feel  his  breath  along  skin  –  to  feel  the  memories  of  their  past  relationship  .  he's  licking  his  lower  lip  ,  eyes  on  the  other  as  if  he  were  a  predator  hunting  his  prey  –  noting  that  the  other  had  become  flustered  by  his  own  drunk  action  .  "  no  .  .  not  yet  ,  "  he  muses  ,  soon  feeling  an  arm  around  his  shoulder  ,  guided  out  of  the  doors  as  his  hand  lays  on  the  other's  waist  ,  humming  to  himself  . 

having  spent  years  working  at  the  bar  observing  lost  souls,  kyungsoo  is  well  aware  of  how  people  turn  to  alcohol  as  a  coping  mechanism  in  times  of  heartbreak.  it  provides  temporary  relief,  until  the  harsh  light  of  morning  reveals  that  the  pain  still  lingers,  only  accompanied  by  a  pounding  headache.  "yours."  kyungsoo  shakes  his  head,  dismissing  whatever  mischievous  intentions  kenji's  smirk  implies.  he  tries  to  ignore  the  quickening  of  his  heartbeat  when  kenji  pulls  his  face  closer,  leaving  little  space  between  their  breaths.  for  a  moment,  kyungsoo  finds  himself  unable  to  speak,  before  resorting  to  his  usual  lighthearted  banter.  "are  you  ready  to  leave  now  that  you're  done  admiring  my  beautiful  face?"  not  wanting  to  be  stuck  in  the  precarious  situation  any  further,  kyungsoo  moves  to  kenji's  side,  draping  the  man's  arm  over  his  shoulder  as  he  readies  himself  to  guide  the  man  towards  the  exit.

"  what  could  be  more  than  that  ,  joe  ?  seems  to  me  that  it's  the  perfect  arrangement  for  the  both  of  us  ,  "  astrid  give  him  another  shrug  ,  contented  as  they're  trying  to  hear  him  out  ,  wanting  to  know  his  opinion  on  things  ,  on  their  '  relationship  ,  '  whatever  it  was  or  is  at  the  moment  .  it's  nice  :  the  flirting  ,  the  fucking  –  the  hanging  out  in  between  because  astrid  likes  it  ,  they're  getting  used  to  it  because  they  get  to  spend  more  time  with  him  &  that's  not  a  bad  thing  ,  right  ?  to  want  to  spend  time  with  someone  because  of  the  reasons  stated  above  .  yet  ,  they're  thinking  it  is  .  however  ,  astrid's  taking  a  moment  ,  keeping  their  eyes  on  joe  before  letting  out  a  breath  .

they're  nodding  ,  a  laugh  leaving  their  lips  ,  nose  scrunching  at  his  words  .  "  making  it  seem  like  you  wanna  do  it  again  or  something  ,  "  they're  retorting  ,  practically  teasing  the  other  –  watching  his  new  behavior  around  them  evolve  .  "  is  it  an  honor  to  fuck  me  or  something  ,  joe  ?  "

he shakes his head, more so out of bemused disbelief than in response. "maybe there's more to it than that. than friendship -- n' fake datin'. n' doin' shit for jealousy, and -- really good free beer." he doesn't want to promote their intimate relationship for more than it is, nor promise astrid that he's considering their suggestion in earnest, but the truth is that the flirting and the sex and the foreplay -- all of it is really good. and it's different. it comes with different expectations and different calls and astrid is both pretty and handsome, which surprises joe more often than not. he hasn't gotten used to that really -- even if he enjoys it. " -- maybe i can be glad 'bout fuckin' ya, just 'cause i got to fuck ya." the smarmy grin on his face lingers, unfolds somewhat silly and teasing when he tilts his head in the blunt admission. "ever thought 'bout that?"

@iobartach asked : you’re going to pay for this later. + that was way too close of a call.

harry  offers  miguel  a  silent  look  –  a  glare  ,  of  all  things  .  hearing  his  words  give  them  flashbacks  to  their  father  ,  when  he  was  alive  :  nonetheless  ,  harry  doesn't  say  much  except  give  off  a  scoff  ,  as  if  they  were  the  one  that  was  disappointed  in  him  instead  of  the  other  way  around  .  there's  an  attitude  coming  from  the  osborn  ,  shaking  their  head  –  contemplating  on  saying  something  ,  getting  into  an  argument  with  miguel  himself  ,  considering  that  they  have  the  time  to  .  "  oh  no  .  what  ever  will  i  do  ?  "  sarcasm  drips  from  their  mouth  ,  eyes  rolling  back  as  a  response  to  the  spiderman  –  another  shake  of  their  head  ,  knowing  that  they'd  get  into  it  &  harry's  ready  ,  of  course  they  are  .  "  .  .  it  wasn't  that  close  of  a  call  ,  "  they're  mumbling  ,  shoulders  shrugging  as  they're  acting  nonchalant  ,  hoping  that  it'll  bother  him  that  they're  like  this  ,  instead  of  acting  out  in  such  a  way  that  would  hurt  both  of  them  .  "  you're  just  –  you  think  too  much  .  "  they're  letting  out  ,  breathing  some  ,  now  placing  their  attention  to  the  other  ,  humming  softly  .

@iobartach asked : “Don’t look for me.”

per  listening�� to  his  words  ,  astrid  manages  to  choke  on  their  own  –  stuttering  on  something  that  shouldn't  be  a  thing  ,  however  ,  astrid's  silently  contemplating  on  things  .  "  you  don't  .  .  you  don't  mean  that  ,  right  ?  "  they're  not  supposed  to  get  attached  to  him  ,  nonetheless  ,  they  are  .  astrid  shouldn't  be  ,  not  one  bit  .  but  ,  there's  something  about  miguel  that  makes  them  feel  safe  ,  secure  .  better  than  they've  ever  felt  before  &  they  normally  don't  look  for  love  ,  not  like  this  .  was  it  love  ?  or  was  it  some  type  of  loneliness  that  they  were  trying  to  cover  up  by  being  near  him  ?  "  i  don't  want  you  to  go  ,  miguel  .  "  you  can't  ,  is  what  they  want  to  say  ,  but  hold  off  on  it  ,  hold  off  on  any  type  of  begging  in  front  of  him  because  they  don't  want  him  to  see  how  weak  they've  become  for  him  . 

@iobartach asked : do you feel up for a visitor?

"  holy  .  .  you  can't  just  show  up  like  this  ,  miguel  .  "  her  voice  is  laced  with  some  concern  ,  some  not  .  yet  ,  she's  giving  him  a  shortened  gaze  ,  wondering  what  he's  doing  there  .  or  how  he  even  found  her  ,  considering  most  things  .  considering  the  fact  that  they  lead  two  different  lives  –  nonetheless  ,  tight  lipped  .  hand  wringing  a  towel  around  a  glass  cup  ,  cleaning  the  remainders  of  water  off  it  before  she's  placing  it  in  her  cupboard  ,  sighing  softly  .  "  what  do  i  owe  this  visit  ,  hm  ?  is  it  a  one  off  thing  like  last  time  ?  "  she  asks  ,  glancing  away  for  a  moment  before  she's  chewing  down  her  lower  lip  ,  keeping  herself  rather  contented  –  not  wanting  to  say  the  wrong  things  . 

@iobartach asked : looks like we’re stuck here.

analia  looks  over  at  the  man  with  a  brazen  look  on  her  face  ,  eyes  widening  .  was  he  serious  ?  they're  stuck  –  with  nowhere  to  go  ,  it  seems  .  she's  huffing  ,  arms  against  her  chest  ,  her  gaze  away  from  him  as  she's  trying  her  best  to  somewhat  calm  herself  down  from  this  ,  from  whatever  she's  feeling  in  her  ribcage  .  was  it  anxiety  ?  nervousness  ?  an  overwhelming  feeling  that  they're  going  to  die  ?  yet  ,  analia  takes  the  time  to  suck  in  a  breath  –  gazing  around  to  find  something  to  distract  herself  with  ,  nonetheless  ,  her  eyes  going  back  to  the  other  .  "  are  you  just  going  to  stand  there  or  are  you  going  to  find  a  way  out  ?  i  can't  die  like  this  !  "

there's  a  scowl  that  appears  on  her  face  ,  nose  scrunching  in  as  she's  looking  over  at  arlo  ,  shaking  her  head  –  almost  pretending  not  to  hear  his  words  ,  but  she  does  .  &  it's  not  that  she  has  a  death  wish  ,  it's  that  she  wants  to  explore  more  of  her  life  before  it  comes  to  that  end  ,  whenever  it  does  .  "  do  you  really  take  me  to  be  someone  that  suicidal  ?  i'm  just  trying  to  have  a  good  time  ,  arlo  .  you  could  use  it  ,  too  .  "  she  tells  him  ,  this  little  smile  that  forms  on  her  lips  ,  as  she's  attempting  to  make  the  conversation  more  lighthearted  ,  instead  of  talking  about  their  unfortunate  end  ,  if  it  were  to  happen  .  "  if  it's  confirmed  by  the  news  reporters  that  it's  safe  ,  then  it's  safe  ,  right  ?  "  hands  in  the  air  ,  shoulders  shrugging  –  giving  him  a  small  glance  ,  studying  the  other  ,  humming  softly  .  she  knows  that  he's  being  cautious  ,  nonetheless  ,  if  they  were  grouped  at  the  party  together  ,  nothing  bad  could  happen  to  them  .  "  it'll  be  fun  .  i  promise  you  ,  i  won't  go  anywhere  too  far  without  your  eyes  on  me  .  "  cue  her  pinky  in  the  air  ,  extending  to  him  . 

the news reports only made him even more cautious. until someone was caught he wasn't exactly keen on going anywhere except the necessities. " do you have a death wish or something ? only asking because you really don't seem like the type. no offense -- really I mean it, but you sound like just about every cute girl in a horror film who inevitably ends up dead first. " her lack of concern only made him concerned for her in turn. " think about it --- prom night, scream, jennifer's body. parties equals killer being a guest equals people dying. I for one, would like to keep my life. " the more the musician explained the more he realized she might never care. " -- but if you're really dead set on going I guess I don't exactly have a choice. " no drinking just, keeping an eye on things -- not that he was sure he could handle someone who was already racking up a body count -- and not the fun kind.

"  your  dignity  ,  "  kenji  says  ,  glancing  at  her  in  slight  frustration  ,  knowing  that  they'd  have  some  back  &  forth  before  one  of  them  gives  up  &  whatnot  .  yes  ,  it's  exhausting  ,  but  –  it's  something  they  need  to  sort  out  before  things  get  messy  .  "  i  mean  ,  you're  cheating  on  him  with  me  ,  so  obviously  .  .  you  know  what  ?  forget  it  ,  "  he  goes  ,  putting  his  hand  in  the  air  ,  shaking  his  head  before  he  full  on  studies  the  other  ,  brows  furrowing  at  the  mention  of  her  management  .  "  why  can't  you  just  tell  them  that  you're  dating  me  ?  oh  wait  .  .  because  i'm  just  a  normal  high  school  teacher  who  probably  doesn't  wanna  be  in  the  spotlight  or  some  dumb  fucking  cliché  like  that  .  "

" I don't have anything to hide, why wouldn't I ? " it was true, her life was pretty much an open book growing up in the limelight. " why does it matter if he calls anyway if your bed is the one I end up in ? " questions fired back without hesitation. she couldn't exactly blame him for being frustrated, she wasn't the easiest person to -- do whatever the fuck they were doing with. " then you can say goodbye to my freedom because the moment we break up my management is going to send me on a pr relationship dating frenzy to make sure I seem all wholesome and girlfriend material-y again. "

"  it's  entertaining  how  you  think  i'm  joking  ,  su  .  "  billy  muses  ,  a  glance  at  them  before  shaking  their  head  once  again  .  wondering  why  she's  like  this  ,  of  all  things  .  it's  like  su  really  doesn't  have  a  personality  ,  yet  ,  billy  doesn't  have  the  heart  to  tell  them  that  ,  considering  that  they  might  think  it's  some  upper  compliment  when  it  isn't  .  that's  the  thing  about  the  relationship  that  billy  has  with  su  –  not  really  a  '  relationship  '  relationship  ,  more  like  a  twisted  partnership  ,  but  still  .  "  being  pretty  &  mysterious  ,  "  they're  wording  the  other's  sentence  with  a  dull  rapport  ,  eyes  blinking  .  contemplating  on  what  to  say  that  wouldn't  stroke  the  other's  ego  so  well  ,  truly  .  personally  ,  billy  thinks  that  su  doesn't  have  the  heart  to  backstab  them  ,  considering  that  it's  the  first  thing  that  they  would  do  to  her  ,  just  to  teach  them  a  lesson  in  wanting  to  mess  with  billy  .  "  sure  ,  you  could  .  "  words  dripping  with  sarcasm  ,  billy  crosses  their  arms  over  their  chest  ,  eyeing  the  other  –  head  tilted  to  the  side  ,  words  wanting  to  come  out  ,  nonetheless  ,  not  wanting  to  offend  .  if  they  really  wanted  to  ,  billy  would  say  something  that  they  meant  ,  of  all  things  .  "  uh  huh  .  you  realize  that  without  me  ,  su  ,  you'd  basically  be  nothing  ?  if  i  were  you  ,  i'd  get  on  your  knees  &  thank  me  for  giving  you  something  to  live  for  ,  "  it's  a  quick  wording  ,  however  ,  billy  knows  that  they'd  come  around  ,  even  if  they  didn't  ,  billy  would  have  their  ways  to  teach  the  other  how  to  .  deep  down  ,  billy's  really  entertained  by  the  amount  of  sheer  stupidity  that  goes  on  in  su's  head  ,  really  .  seeing  how  they  are  blonde  ,  it  makes  sense  .  "  i  know  you  do  .  "  their  words  filled  with  nothing  but  pure  confirmation  ,  billy's  scowling  at  the  other  ,  noting  that  she  doesn't  take  them  seriously  ,  because  if  they  did  ,  they  wouldn't  be  acting  the  way  that  she  is  ,  cocky  .  how  funny  that  su  gets  their  personality  from  hanging  out  with  billy  so  often  –  again  ,  not  something  they'd  really  say  out  .  "  stupid  ,  su  ?  you  really  wanna  know  who's  the  stupid  one  between  us  ?  "  head  tilts  once  again  ,  mild  curiosity  flowing  in  their  words  ,  lips  curling  into  a  smirk  .  gazing  at  the  look  upon  su's  face  ,  billy  nods  their  head  –  knowing  that  they've  annoyed  the  other  .  "  i  was  .  too  bad  that  freak's  always  working  .  sure  he'd  be  such  a  good  partner  ,  too  .  "

" OH, HA HA, GOOD ONE, BILL ." su replies sarcastically before she's sticking her tongue out billy's way, going as far to blow a raspberry to punctuate the sentence . her brow arches as she points to them and says, " why don't you leave the jokes to me and focus on — being pretty and mysterious or whatever . thinking of ideas, that stuff ." su waggles her brows playfully after the statement, honestly mostly poking, which was probably the problem . it's rare for su to come across a serious moment she didn't feel the need to break . lately there had been more than a few serious moments . even now, su probably should be offended . maybe that's even what billy wants . but su instead just finds themself shrugging as they say, " i could betray you if i wanted to ." probably, that is . they meet billy's eyes again, considering them for a moment before they're making a face and shrugging again . " just don't really want to ." right now at least . but even su isn't stupid enough to say that . sometimes you gotta keep your cards close to your chest . and while billy had full view of almost all of their cards ( hell, billy probably even had more than a few of their cards, and su doesn't want to think about what that means ), su knew that that there were some things she couldn't even tell them . she's starkly reminded of this when billy continues, her brow arching as she asks, " you think i wanna be around you cause i'm a follower ?" su's grin grows again, half at the concept and half at the rare sound of billy's laughter, with pride at at least kind of being the cause of it . her eyes are glinting with teasing as she tilts her head and asks, " now who's being stupid ?" su can't help how their brows arch high at billy's next words, blatantly startled for a moment before their expression is scrunching to exclaim, " wait , you were going to pick randy over me ?"

astrid's  simply  studying  the  other  ,  listening  in  as  he  speaks  ,  nose  crinkling  in  reply  as  they're  laughing  softly  –  having  an  all  around  good  time  with  him  ,  as  it  always  was  ,  in  their  eyes  .  "  yes  ?  "  they're  answering  in  the  form  of  a  question  ,  wondering  if  he  took  them  seriously  .  if  he  did  ,  then  that's  humorous  on  his  part  .  however  ,  astrid  would  never  correct  him  ,  they  would  if  he  asked  ,  but  it  didn't  seem  like  he  did  .  "  i  do  not  ,  joe  .  i  was  simply  saying  ,  maybe  that's  why  she's  so  attached  to  you  .  i  gotta  hand  it  to  you  ,  you  did  treat  me  out  .  maybe  that's  why  i'm  attracted  to  you  ,  because  you  treat  me  so  well  ,  "  a  teasing  notion  at  the  end  ,  astrid  smirks  somewhat  ,  scoffing  at  his  words  .  "  aren't  you  glad  you  fucked  me  ,  though  ?  now  you  have  a  friend  for  life  .  or  –  pretend  significant  other  ,  however  you'd  like  to  put  it  .  "  shoulders  shrugged  ,  humming  to  themselves  .

it's  a  wholesome  moment  between  the  pair  ,  astrid's  chest  is  heaving  up  &  down  ,  keeping  their  eyes  on  him  ,  nothing  but  a  serene  instant  ,  nonetheless  ,  the  tension  between  the  two  there  ,  standing  .  "  i  know  what  i  want  ,  can  you  really  blame  me  ?  "

joe snorts in response, familiar amusement rounding back when astrid drawls again about sex. "y' think those are my two bests?" it's all complimentary really -- and he's only toying when he asks, when he prods with a hovering index. the accusations and childish argument suit the pair of them anyway. "you've just got dick brain, y' know that? -- i've been such a -- real gentleman -- see -- treatin' ya to a pint, and a kiss?" joe gestures then to the space between them, teeth brimming. "bein' a real good fella n' that. know i should've held back. should've never fucked ya -- would've saved me all this." it's delivered in jest, tone clearly mischievous in nature, but he makes the bulk of it certain when joe tilts his head, grinning. the blue of his eyes are marked by lowered lids, the fixating set of them bluntly flirtatious. "wouldn't 've stopped ya from askin' for it though. real demandin'."

kenji's  thinking  way  too  many  thoughts  right  now  .  the  drunk  ones  ,  of  course  .  he's  not  sober  enough  –  yet  –  to  even  comprehend  what  he's  really  thinking  of  ,  however  ,  he's  happy  that  kyungsoo's  there  to  baby  him  .  nurse  him  to  health  or  whatever  it  is  that  people  say  whenever  someone's  drunk  .  he's  snorting  ,  hand  swatting  the  other's  hand  away  ,  nonetheless  ,  liking  the  attention  that  the  man's  giving  him  ,  which  causes  kenji  to  form  a  widened  smile  –  chuckling  to  himself  .  "  i  don't  look  fine  ,  but  i  feel  fine  ,  "  he's  going  ,  practically  feeling  the  joy  that  the  alcohol's  taken  in  his  veins  ,  nearly  giving  him  the  feeling  that  he  wanted  to  feel  ,  truly  .  "  home  .  .  mine  or  yours  ?  "  he  asks  ,  his  widened  eyes  turned  into  puppy  dog  ones  ,  wondering  on  what  the  other's  going  to  say  .  he's  keeping  his  smile  ,  his  hand  coming  to  tug  kyungsoo's  face  to  his  level  ,  soon  smile  turned  into  a  smirk  .

continued from here, @horrorscommodity

he  knows  that  it  is  for  the  best  if  they  end  things  once  and  for  all,  but  he  cannot  help  but  fall  victim  to  his  concern  for  the  other.  he  doesn't  stop  caring  about  kenji  just  because  they  had  a  terrible  fallout.  it's  still  the  person  that  he  loved  —  maybe  still  loves  —  someone  that  lingers  on  his  mind  more  often  than  he  should.  "you  don't  look  fine."  the  string  of  drunken  texts  is  telltale  of  the  worrisome  state  kenji  is  in.  his  gaze  lingers  on  kenji's  features,  finding  it  effortless  to  see  through  the  unconvincing  lie  his  ex  has  told.  "come  on,  i'll  get  you  home."  every  moment  spent  in  proximity  with  his  ex  is  dangerous  —  a  lure  for  them  to  fall  back  on  their  toxic  habits  —  but  he  cannot  just  leave  him  here.

"  like  i  said  ,  i  got  attached  .  "  she  replies  ,  with  a  venom  in  her  tone  ,  knowing  that  she's  hurting  both  parties  –  though  ,  she  can't  entirely  help  it  ,  she's  impulsive  .  she's  unhinged  in  a  way  where  she  can't  get  a  handle  on  things  ,  &  yet  ,  she's  there  :  arguing  with  minjun  .  "  i  didn't  mean  to  !  i  just  .  .  it's  complicated  ,  everything's  so  fucking  complicated  ,  "  hands  reaching  for  her  temples  ,  rubbing  on  it  as  she's  trying  to  get  her  head  straight  .  of  course  she  knows  that  it's  bad  ,  it's  the  worst  possible  thing  she  could  do  to  a  two  year  relationship  ,  however  ,  she  just  can't  help  it  .  "  i  know  you  won't  believe  me  ,  but  –  i've  had  fun  with  you  than  i've  had  in  my  relationship  &  it  makes  me  feel  alive  ,  minjun  .  i  mean  when  i  say  that  i'm  ending  things  with  him  .  "

continued from here, @horrorscommodity

"it  slipped  your  mind  that  you  had  a  boyfriend  for  two  years?"  he  repeats  her  words,  hoping  it  will  make  her  realise  how  absurd  she  sounds.  "how  is  it  not  selfish  to  hide  that  from  me?  you're  hurting  people."  not  just  him,  but  the  boyfriend  whom  minjun  had  unknowingly  been  hurting.  "would  you  have  even  told  me  if  i  hadn't  asked?"  perhaps  her  plan  was  to  keep  him  in  the  dark  indefinitely  —  well,  tough  luck.  his  glare  wavers  only  slightly  when  she  mentions  a  potential  breakup,  but  for  all  he  knows,  it  could  be  another  lie  to  keep  him  around  like  the  fool  he's  been.

there's  a  stifled  laugh  leaving  her  lips  as  she  looks  over  at  him  with  doubt  in  her  eyes  ,  hands  up  in  the  air  as  if  she's  giving  up  on  the  conversation  per  his  insistence  .  "  you're  so  being  paranoid  ,  daniel  .  it's  kind  of  cute  on  you  ,  but  not  really  .  .  "  she  goes  ,  thinking  that  she's  giving  him  a  compliment  ,  although  ,  it  comes  off  as  a  backhanded  one  .  "  you  wouldn't  do  that  to  me  .  plus  ,  i  told  you  that  we'd  be  stuck  together  ,  by  each  other's  side  ,  like  glue  .  "

Daniel looks at her with a frown before he shakes his head. " I'm not being paranoid! " She was right though. There hadn't been any murders for a week and everything seemed to be somewhat safe. " Fine, but if you ditch me, I'm driving home and your ass is stuck there because i won't be coming back for you. " He says with a shrug.

"  how  you're  doing  ,  lennon  .  do  i  need  to  repeat  myself  or  something  ?  "  brows  furrowing  ,  looking  at  him  with  a  complicated  sigh  .  she  knows  that  it  was  a  bad  idea  to  go  backstage  ,  yet  ,  she  wanted  to  be  the  one  to  hold  up  a  white  flag  &  make  amends  –  kind  of  –  before  she  regretted  anything  else  in  her  life  .  "  don't  do  that  .  just  because  we  broke  up  ,  doesn't  mean  that  i  don't  care  about  you  ,  i  do  .  "  hand  on  her  hip  ,  rolling  her  eyes  at  his  sentence  before  she's  mentally  cursing  herself  for  this  .  "  what  ,  a  girl  can't  see  her  favorite  band  &  have  some  drinks  ?  that's  bullshit  ,  lennon  .  plus  .  .  y'know  ,  it's  nice  seeing  you  again  .  you  look  great  .  "

" how i'm doing ? " lennon repeated , almost stifling back a laugh . he looked down at the cigarette burning between his fingers and shook his head before looking back over at nita , " i'm doin' just fine , not that it really matters . " he took a drag off of his cigarette then and slowly exhaled a plume of smoke before continuing , " so , what ? you came here to see how i'm doing and for some free drinks ? nothin' else ? i find that a little hard to believe . "

her  hands  go  to  her  hair  ,  tucking  whatever's  left  over  behind  her  ear  ,  worried  that  she  may  have  started  something  she  can't  entirely  finish  ,  but  for  once  –  she  wants  to  be  brave  &  say  what  she  needs  to  say  ,  get  it  off  her  chest  instead  of  hiding  .  she's  looking  at  him  ,  filled  with  anxiety  ,  fiddling  with  her  fingers  as  she's  listening  to  his  words  ,  sucking  in  a  breath  .  "  you  have  to  believe  me  ,  jamie  .  i  still  love  you  ,  i  think  about  you  all  the  time  ,  "  she  goes  ,  wondering  if  that'll  make  it  better  ,  she  hopes  that  it  does  .  "  we  can  try  ,  can't  we  ?  "

Jamie stepped aside as he let his ex in, something his friends would surely give him an ear full about later, but he couldn't help it . If she needed him he was going to be there no mater what. A bit taken back ,maybe it was still the confused haze of the tequila rushing through his body as long sigh left his mouth"Ive waited a long time to hear you say that again, I want to believe that" he started "I miss you too , a lot I just don't know how we can go back to how things were before.

"  you're  totally  being  paranoid  ,  "  gaby  states  –  once  more  ,  almost  acting  as  if  she's  the  one  in  the  right  but  she  isn't  ,  clearly  .  she  looks  over  at  the  other  ,  brows  raised  in  curiosity  ,  humming  softly  before  she's  chewing  down  on  her  lower  lip  ,  head  tilted  to  the  side  with  this  .  .  gaze  upon  her  face  ,  lips  twitched  into  a  short  little  smile  &  a  chuckle  comes  out  .  thinking  she's  slick  enough  to  survive  the  carver  –  she  isn't  ,  not  with  that  attitude  .

"  oh  ,  come  on  .  lany  .  you've  got  to  look  on  the  brighter  side  of  things  .  plus  ,  he  won't  kill  us  if  we're  together  !  &  i  have  pepper  spray  .  "

“I'm not being paranoid.” I've been down this road before, know the dangers of having serial killer lurking around, being a victim.. are the words she wants to say, but she holds them back. The whole point about moving to another town was to escape the memories that haunted her and yet, here she was. Going through the same thing once again. A sick and twisted fate, wasn't it?

“And being by my side does what exactly? You can hardly carry your own textbooks let alone defend either of us from the Carver.”