#( 𝔦. ) ⎯⎯ ◟ 𝗮𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗿‚ 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲 : rhapsodized.
𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. max’s place. prob the garage.
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜. closed, to @bludluna & maximiliano espinosa.
❝ i, uh. i’ve been thinking about the whole ... pack thing. again. ❞ & for what it’s worth, he’d thought it 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 to broach the topic ⎯⎯⎯⎯ onerous admissions are ALWAYS best handled when he’s got something in his hands, anything to distract. grease is a sooty blur on a cheekbone & there’s a twinge in lower back, too long spent supine on creeper ; 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩, but gaze can’t quite meet that of best friend. like he’s unsure about what he confesses, puts to words something that’s 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 on the back of a taciturn tongue until it’s grown too BIG to be contained. ❝ might be a good idea if i ... y’know. suppose i’ve put it off long enough. ❞
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𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. solène’s house, the morning after st. michael’s.
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜. closed, to @sinhound & solène chevalier.
& when all else had begun to fade, recede into a haze of 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢, it had been instinct to bypass the rambling expanse of his own space. ( apologetic text & shaking hands, weariness EMANATES something astounding. truth of it all is simple : chevalier house is safe haven, & he’d needed his girls. ) morning light brings with it the vestiges of a thumping headache, but habits are hard to kill for a notoriously early riser. by the time 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻, vic bears two steaming mugs & diffident grimace that speaks 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐒. ❝ made you a cuppa. sorry, again, for, uh ... last night. ❞ settles his own cup against the counter, curls caught in the fray when 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗍𝗌 card through ⎯⎯ ❝ ... i still can’t explain it. ❞
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𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍. las vegas county hospital.
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜. closed, to @godswoe & dominic langdon.
brutal / initial ice - water shock of it has worn off now ; familiar features lacerated, still weeping. ( city’s too fucking small if he’s stumbling across future brother - in - law in the emergency room, but there’s a doomed kismet about it all. makes sense, in the most MORBID predetermination : of course this is where he & dominic meet in the 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎. ) ❝ wait, so ... tell me again. ❞ aporetic chuckle dies on the back of his tongue before he even dares, but it lends something regaled to vocals that haven’t quite earned it. ❝ you got your 𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑇𝐻 knocked out in the dairy aisle ? ❞
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𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍. vic’s house.
𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜. closed, to @sinhound & luisa aguilar.
❝ & so i’m just about to start ⎯⎯ you want another glass ? ❞ doesn’t even give her the chance to answer before 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜 against neck of the bottle, rich cabernet sauvignon. vagabond train of thought won’t return to topic at hand, a case destined to be swallowed when full 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 of his attention settles upon younger sister. ( disquietude carried in the same places / mirrored grooves & valleys, spitting images where stress wreaks its unique havocs. have they always been THIS similar, mimeographs in the ways that count ? ) ❝ ‘nough about me, though. you 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻’ 𝘂𝗽 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 ? your, uh. can’t imagine work is ... easy, at the moment. ❞
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𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❝ if we get through this, is there a thing where we, like, talk to each other about stuff ... normally ? ❞
❝ you say that like we're goin’ to war. ❞ only half jocund when he peers up from pony - necked beer to @ohmortem, 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 - 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 like it’s destined to unravel ; like he knows more than he’s letting on. ( deep & meaningful under the body of a decrepit pontiac firebird, concerns traded back & forth with wrenches, greased cloths alike. best friend / boss sets his troubles down, 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 + benign grip will always take more than he can carry. ) ❝ we can always talk, though, y’know that ? as long as i’m not working ⎯⎯ ❞ POLITE way to describe being wrist - deep in 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾, ❝ ⎯⎯ i’m all ears. ❞
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