can i say the curse word now?

Angelo Suarez | 30 

[angerlosuarez]

Angelo was sprawled on the floor because he was thinking too much to sit up like a human on the couch. Luckily, it was pretty much only Riley around, which made his whole...sprawl easier. Especially since hockey was on. “So. I feel like I’ve been missing some shit around here, what’s up with you, kid?”

@emotionalriley​

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m-e-t-e-o-r‌:

Ferris allowed themselves a small smile at that, though they weren’t sure why that was so hard to believe. Maybe they tended to get so panicked that it seemed like something to set them off, but panic was for the things they couldn’t do anything about. There was plenty of that in the world, plenty of pain they couldn’t soothe and plenty of wounds they couldn’t heal, but this was something they could set in the right direction, and they knew that deep down Angelo wasn’t entirely unappreciative of being taken care of. It was a hard thing to ask for, so when they saw a window to offer, why not?

“Well, don’t get arrested now,” they admonished, moving the treated gauze pad into place over the open cuts before opening a new roll of the bandages themselves, getting a decent wrap around his knuckles to secure the pad in place. “That would definitely be the worse of the two options. I can fight injury, not the law.” They set to wrapping the bandages around his hand, tight enough to hold the pad in place but loose enough to allow for movement and circulation, readying the tape as one hand held the wrappings in place. “Just don’t get into too much trouble and we might be okay.”

Once his hands were back to being hidden under bandage and tape, Angelo felt himself relax a bit more, relieved that he didn’t have to look at them any more. And as a bonus, Ferris...had a lot cleaner method of wrapping the ugly things to make them just a little bit more presentable. That wasn’t really all that surprising, considering. Angelo wasn’t...delicate about things the way Ferris was. He was more of a wrecking ball, and they were...something better.

“I’m not gonna get arrested,” he assured. “If I wasn’t home...” He shook his head, cutting himself off as he flexed his fingers. He was the self-elected first line of security in the place, and that meant that he had to be there for everyone, just in case something happened. Had to keep them safe in case something went wrong. “Well, I’m dumb, but I’m not that dumb. Promise.” Besides, what Angelo did depended on what other people started, but he wasn’t gonna say that out loud and make Ferris worry. “Thanks. You’re better at this than I am.”

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m-e-t-e-o-r‌:

Ferris offered his friend a small smile, though their eyes never left their task. “I know.” They bit at the inside of their cheek, always a bit sick to see Angelo hurt, but they knew it could always be worse. They were a caretaker, through and through, and with Angelo, whether he wanted it or not, there was always something to take care of. And Ferris didn’t mind that. In fact, they welcomed it. More often than not they felt useless, secluded in their chosen spaces, stuck with the little things, menial things, the things that only came out at the worst of times. Here, they were useful. It wasn’t bad.

They started with the disinfectant, keeping a stretch of gauze beneath Angelo’s hand to catch the drips from Ferris’s gentle pour of the peroxide, thin fingers curling just below Angelo’s palm as they watched the solution bubble. They shrugged a bit, removing the gauze and setting it to the wide on top of a wrapper to be disposed of later. “You are helping,” they murmured, applying ointment to the pad they were readying to place over the open wounds. “You get it all out, which - very jealous of - but you don’t always take the time to bring yourself back together,” they finally glanced up with a small, careful smile. “So I’m happy to help.”

Angelo breathed out heavily through his nose, but only because that’s what he always did when he actively got worried over. Most of the day was spent with people being scared of him, people patronizing him, people telling him to cheer up, and Riley, who was...A good kid, but not one that saw the extent of what he usually ended up doing to himself through the day.

His silence was interrupted for just a moment by a little ‘tsk’, too used to peroxide to actually hiss about it at this stage in his life. Maybe when he was a teenager... “This is helping?” he had to ask, glancing at what was happening. “I think the real help would be if I could...not.” Then again, he knew what holding back felt like, and that was more bullshit than screwing up his hands. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll switch to just kicking to spare you tomorrow night,” he joked, grinning despite himself.

[angerlosuarez]

First of all, who had let Joy sign him up for this secret Santa shit? Second of all, whose name was ‘Ed’ but with an extra ‘d’? He hadn’t even known what to get, since he’d never met the kid, so he hadn’t officially gotten anything but a coupon for a free fighting lesson at the gym. It would have to do, he was already out of cash from buying his roommates their shit.

“Fuckin’ ‘Edd’ better not be some buff dude,” he muttered to himself, coming to a stop and staring at the printout.

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✉ ( Debby )

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Angelo: idk if you were crying earlier because of me or what but if it was me i’m sorry and i can send pictures of puppies

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✉ (diana)

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Angelo: so you know how you hate some foods? bet you didn’t notice that at least two of them were in what i made for dinner last night. you know? the dinner you ate? that dinner. lmao sucker get healthy

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✉ Riley

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Angelo: okay i saw that you were sad so i’m gonna link you to a panda live stream bc that shit is helpful

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emotionalriley‌:

Riley couldn’t help but frown at his words - sure they were used to his attitude and general lack of interest to go to events like these, but there was something just extra disappointing in not being able to share in the fun with him tonight. It was a masquerade ball after all, how could you not be at least a little bit excited about that?! You could do whatever you want and most people wouldn’t even realize it was you! “Well, fine. You don’t have to act like you’re having a great time - but like I said, you’re already here. So we might as well go take advantage of the free booze and food. And then, if you’re still feeling so grumpy you can leave. I’ll cover for you with Joy, if you need me to.” That was all they wanted, was for Angelo to at least give the night a chance. 

Angelo looked at the kid evenly, trying to weigh out his options for once. He did like free shit, that went without saying, but being all dressed up and in a crowd? That was some rough shit. His temper was already flared and all it would take was someone bumping into him before he got thrown out for fighting. He already knew what was going to happen. “I’m giving it twenty minutes tops. If I still feel like shit I’ll take that cover.” No harm in trying for Riley...at least, no harm for him. Maybe harm for someone else’s face.

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silentsaoirse‌:

Saoirse could sense the tension from the other across the room. But, ignoring all the signs that pointed to leaving him alone, she was curious. Curious as to why someone who was so obviously not into parties would come to a party. “I enjoy your costume,” Saoirse signed. She had her whiteboard at the ready if the other couldn’t understand sign language. She scribbled it down quickly, “I cannot say if they have anything stronger. I’m a lightweight so anything is strong to me.” She held up the board with a small smile. 

Angelo raised an eyebrow at the signing. He wasn’t exactly good at it, but he’d learned enough to work with some of the people who came through the gym, and enough to entertain him when he’d been bored. Got him through swearing out his boss, at least. “Costume? It’s a suit and a mask,” he replied, clearly unimpressed with the thought of it, because what he was wearing was stupid. Just like this whole thing. And the fact the answer he got wasn’t a good sign. “Ah, shit, probably not, then.” Fuck.

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bonniegvm‌:

Bonnie was not really feeling this event. She had only gone out of boredom, and in retrospect, she wasn’t even sure why she had been so bored in the first place. Her science wasn’t boring. But being alone could be….at times. And when she caught wind of a certain person attending she said screw it and dressed up in the bare minimum and went straight to the drinks. She wasn’t normally a drinker but she felt…nervous? Something close to nervous? She felt rusty if anything. And after downing a glass of whatever was readily available she felt a little less rusty. “If this is all they got I’m going to flip my shizz,” she said with a sigh. “We could search for a bartender. A real one, not the weird guy behind the counter winking our way.”

Huh. Well, he had no idea who this girl was, but she didn’t have a terrible idea, considering. “I think Captain Jackass over there’s the only one they’ve got,” he grumbled, turning away from the bar and looking around. Exactly how hard would it be for him to just leave without anyone else that mattered noticing? “This party’s bullshit, they’re not gonna just give out the good stuff.”

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emotionalriley‌:

Riley watched as he pointed and then quickly reached for his drink, but didn’t say a thing. It wasn’t their place - after how annoyed they got at being babied and worried over by the others it’d be a little hypocritical to turn around and do the exact same thing to Angelo. “I know it wasn’t your idea but, hey - you’re here! Why not make the most of it?” Riley attempted to cheer him up, giving him a big smile and pushing their own drink over towards him as well. “It’s a party! Let’s get drunk and eat some food and maybe dance a little. Or not. Either way, it’s gotta be better at least giving it a chance than just sitting here grumping.”

Angelo sighed. Optimistic logic was always the worst kind to argue against. Because nobody who used ever knew how to stop, and with Riley, it was only worse, because he was way less willing to be a dick to get them to shut up. “Why? ‘Cause I’m tired,” he answered simply. Being around this many people so constantly was fucking draining. Act nice, Angelo. Don’t yell, Angelo. Smile, Angelo, people are looking at us. “Sitting here and ‘grumping’ feels way better than using my energy to act like I’m having a great fuckin’ time when I’m not.”

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dianaguste‌:

Di liked it when all her friends went out and got dressed up. Because she liked doing all those sorts of things. And this Masquerade ball was her exact cup of tea, so she had been one of the people begging Angelo to come too. But now he looked miserable and she honestly kind of hated that. She walked over to him. “They might,” she shrugged, reaching into her purse, “but just in case I brought you this.” Diana handed him a flask that had something from one of the bottles she knew he liked. She didn’t pay attention to what it was; her favorite drinks were mixed and fruity and sometimes frozen. “And if it’s any consolation, you do look nice all dressed up like that.”

Angelo was less specifically angry when the flask came out, since it gave way to general curiosity. Taking it and taking a small swallow, he was even pleased for a second, since it was one of his favorites. Then the rage came back, dull, because he was still out in public and down money and in his own suit he owned and hated. “Thanks,” he managed, despite wanting to just throw the flask because it was a good sized thing to chuck at someone’s head to get thrown out. “I can tell you put thought into your outfit, good job on that.” But no shit she had managed to look good, this was her kind of place. He shouldn’t even be here.

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emotionalriley‌:

Riley knew things like this were outside of Angelo’s comfort zone - and a part of them really did feel bad for being one of the ones that constantly pushed him to attend events he hated - but in the end they knew it would be worth it. The night was going to be fun! For all of them. Of that they were determined. Walking over to the table he had claimed as his own with two glasses in hand, Riley sat down and slid the extra drink over towards him. “I don’t know what you were drinking or if this is stronger, but it tastes pretty good to me.” Smiling slightly, they took a sip of their own drink and looked pointedly at the one they’d brought for him. “Come on, don’t look so grumpy. It’s a party!”

Angelo pointed a finger at them just long enough for him to get pissed at himself for using his hands in any way that would draw attention to them and their dumbass bandages. His hand was grabbing the drink and retreating back to nearby and inconspicuous as quick as a whip, and he drank about half of the whatever-it-was in one go. “Not stronger, but it’s fine,” he answered, staring blankly out at the party and hating every one of the mask wearing fuckers on principle of just being angry and uncomfortable. “I’m grumpy ‘cause it’s a party. Wasn’t my idea to have to buy a dumb mask for a stupid dance I had to dress up for.”

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Angelo hated this shit. He hated his stupid fucking red suit and his stupid fucking domino mask and his stupid fucking hands and their bandages making it obvious who he was, if you knew him. He hated that he’d been talked into another stupid event after having to dress up like Yellow Colonel Colonizer. And all of that was basically nothing compared to the fact he’d finished off his drink way too quickly. Barely paying attention, he had one question to ask whoever made the bad choice to be next to him right now. “Please tell me they’ve got something stronger or I am gonna flip shit.”

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debbydouner‌:

debby looks over at her friend, if anyone was capable of winning those games it was angelo. he had the arm and he wouldn’t give up. not like debby who would cry and sulk when she lost. she tried her hardest! maybe they were all rigged she couldn’t help but think to herself. her eyes light up. “ you’d really do that for me? ” she asks in a bit of surprise though she knows that’s exactly something he’d do. debby just can’t help but be taken aback by sweet things being done for her.  “ yeah, that’d make me feel a lot better. ” she says with a nod. “ i really want the bear with the pumpkin onesie. it’s so cute but, i’m not good enough to win it myself. ”

Oh, thank god, that had worked. He hadn’t actually been sure about that, since the odds were 50/50 Debby calming down and Debby starting to cry because he was so nice and she didn’t deserve it or whatever. He was glad he’d gotten the better half. “Yeah, for sure, I got it. And if I can’t win it I’ll steal it for you.” That...wasn’t even an empty promise, really. If Angelo couldn’t win it, the shit was rigged and he deserved the prize anyway. “We’re lucky I throw shit all the time, huh?” he asked, fishing for a dollar.

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joygren‌:

Joy gave him a pointed look. “What more do you have to swear about than the average person? It’s not hard to replace words, Angelo. You didn’t always know those curse words, you know.” Anger was no reason to just say words that could offend someone for the sake of saying them. Besides, they left a foul taste in her mouth so she didn’t understand how Angelo could have any taste buds at all at this point. “I wouldn’t mind paying it,” she said stubbornly. “Because if I have to set an example for everyone I will. I hope for the day that I don’t have to tell people to cheer up all the time. People should just be getting there on their own. There is so much to smile about.”

Angelo gave the look right back, unimpressed. “Got you to live with, don’t I?” he questioned. “Words are words. Maybe I didn’t know curse words all my life, but you didn’t always know how to let people know how happy you are. Like I used to use dang, but using the real word is closer to the feeling. I use them ‘cause they make me feel better.” Way better than any dumb advice Joy tended to give him like ‘smile’. Just made him angrier. “Yeah, you’re gonna feel way different about that when you can’t afford a burger by yourself,” Angelo commented, raising an eyebrow and moving about the kitchen, knowing there had to be another jar somewhere in it. Finding one, he placed it on the counter, right next to the swear jar. “Here it is. Telling me that there’s so much to smile about counts as telling me to cheer up. Dollar.” And if she wanted him to cheer up, she’d stop being like his parents.

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emotionalriley‌:

“Yes! Perfect! We’ll end the night with a bang,” they decided with a small laugh. “Get it? A bang - like the expression but also because you’re gonna hit and ring the bell.” Riley found themself explaining the joke before it could even really sink in, to amused by it to keep the meaning to themself. “This is going to be so much fun!”

Angelo heard himself chuckle even as he shook his head. Puns. Frustrating out of anyone else. “Yeah, I got it.” He gave Riley a bit of a grin, before glancing around again, noticing the line they were in was moving. “It will be. Especially if either of us have anything to drop on people while we’re up there.”