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if life is twice as pretty once your dead then send me a card, i’m still the optimist though it is hard when all you want to be is in a dream

#this song is seb through and through

tilliesquared:

“Oh, my gym was on the second floor, so I just thought - No, yeah you’re probably right.” She nods as she listens to him, outwardly cool but inwardly enthusiastic about her correct guess.“Yeah,” she says with a smile, a light laugh escaping her lips before she has the chance to catch herself. She wasn’t offended, after-all it wouldn’t be the first time something like this had happened to her. “Don’t worry, I know where Miami is.” She eyes him with both amusement and confusion. She didn’t mean to make him so anxious. Was she intimidating? Was it her expression? She wonders if he’ll calm down if she tells a joke. She snorts, playfully rolling her eyes. “What? No, I’m from Idaho. We all sound like this in my town…Yeah, no, I’m French.” She laughs again to reassure him, but continues the joke, imitating his voice in her best American accent. “Which is in Europe. It’s that one country to the West, you know? Like, below the kingdom. The United Kingdom, I mean.”

“You had a gym on your second floor? Sounds fancy,” he winks. Sebastian’s face flushes with embarrassment, because of fucking course he has managed to make a fool of himself- In front of a cute girl, too. “Right, obviously you do...” He casts his eyes to the ground, muttering to himself, as he half listens to Tillie make a joke- At your expense. “Fucking kill me...” He continues to mumble, until he hears a wonky American accent and something similar to his own words. Peering up, he can’t fight the smile creeping onto his face. He stops in his tracks and barks a laugh. “Okay, touché, touché. Sorry about that,” he apologizes, throwing a sheepish grin in Juliette’s direction. “I guess, because your accent is pretty heavy, I thought you wouldn’t be familiar with the U.S, you know?” It’s a cute accent, though, he thinks as he begins walking again. “So, where are you originally from, Tillie?” He absently asks, while he refocuses on the task at hand and peeks into passing rooms.

#//twodifferentgalaxies//#*finger guns*

tilliesquared:

Tillie noticed Sebastian giving her an odd look and she immediately blushes from embarrassment. She clears her throat before responding. “Yeah you’re probably right. I came from the left hall, so maybe let’s try the right? We could try going upstairs too.” She waits for his approval before she starts down the right corridor. After a moment of silence, she turns to him. “So, mysterious Sebastian,” she begins, smiling and giving the boy a slight wiggle of her eyebrows. “Where are you from? The accent says United States, and the tan says the south or California… Am I close?”

“Do you think they would put a gym on the second floor?” He wonders aloud, but follows down the right corridor after Tillie. He supposes nothing would be too strange, they are in a mental institute- More like loony bin... Sebastian lets out a quiet sigh, only catching half of Juliette’s question. “Oh. Um, yeah sort of?” He smiles weakly and shakes his head, trying to clear his mind. “I’m from Miami, which is in Florida, which is in the south. It’s that one state that sticks out into the gulf, you know? The Gulf of Mexico, I mean.” Sebastian rambles a bit, then realizes something too late. She’s from a different country, she’s not an idiot. Presumption much. “Shit, no, I mean,” he blushes, his ears heating. “You seem smart, you j-just sound foreign, like French or Russian?” He gives the girl an apologetic glance, “Sorry... I’m not usually an asshole, I swear.” But aren’t you?

#//twodifferentgalaxies//#fldkhjsfbaf i LOVE THEM Ok

nicbby-blog1

she had been in this facility for three days now and she had already grown restless. the nurses were getting on her nerves with their invasiveness and all she wanted to do was go back home to her family and friends. her morning had been spent in group therapy and after feeling like her head was going to explode, she knew she needed to relax. taking a book from her small pile, nicole made her way out of her room and to the lobby of the facility. it had been a pretty quiet day so far so she figured no one would bother her while she tried to get some reading done.

bastian-2-blog

sebastian hated Recupero. it hadn’t taken long – only the few hours he had been there – for him to form his opinion. even though he had only been given a lousy tour and met with some dr. wynn, he was exhausted. he really disliked everything the facility stood for- no, what it pretends to stand for. sebastian had finally escaped the watchful eye of a nurse (who he could only assumed was assigned to babysit him on his first day), and all he wanted to do was light up. he knew he wasn’t supposed to be smoking, but he would be damned if he had to experience all of this without the occasional cigarette. he was making his way through the lobby when he noticed a girl. “hey!” he winced at the loudness of his voice. looking behind him and then glancing at the lobby exit, he cleared his throat. “hey, sorry, um do you... do you work here?”

#SORRY THIS IS LATE #//sheknewnobounds//

tilliesquared:

“Nice to meet you too,” she says smiling, fingers curling behind her ear to tuck a lock of hair. Her eyes grow wide with excitement at his words “Oh, thanks!” She chirps. No one had ever told her that before. It was a nickname she had chosen for herself years ago, but had never been given the opportunity (or approval) to use. Now, miles and miles away from her old life, she figured she could start anew. And to start it all off? Her name. “Hey, uh, this might be a really strange question to ask considering we just met and all, but do you think you could come with me? To like, find the gym? Unless you are busy or something, I know this was al sort of out of the blue. Or, I mean, you probably have cooler things to do than walk around this facility.”

Sebastian just sort of...stares at Juliette. She’s peppy, he notes. They’re all peppy, idiot. Everyone he had met so far at the facility was much too peppy for his liking. Which he figured was fine, it’s whatever, because he wouldn’t be here long anyway. He rolls his eyes and fondly smiles at Tillie, “I don’t really think there’s many ‘cool’ things to do around here to begin with.” He looks down the hallway again, it would be okay if he didn’t meet with the head doctor right way... He could spare some time. “Right, so which way did you come from? If we go the opposite way, I’m sure we’ll eventually find it.”

#//twodifferentgalaxies//#it's fine it's whatever lol

Sebastian snorted at the thought of the tour, “I stopped listening halfway through…” Honestly, he hadn’t been listening from the beginning. Sebastian felt dazed since the moment his mother dropped him off at the airport in Miami. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t angry about the way his family abandoned him. Especially when he was still reeling from the lost of his brother. But, now, he was just in a neutral daze. His mind somewhere back home on a familiar sandy beach… “Ha, yeah right, ‘second home’ my ass…” He mumbled to himself, before turning his attention back to the girl. “Sebastian, nice to meet you… Tillie? Cute nickname.” He mused as he finally, truly looked at Juliette.

#//twodifferentgalaxies//#ahhhhHHHHH

tilliesquared

“Hey -” The girl says, attempting to grab the attention of the other person. Her voice is hasty, but polite. “I’m sorry to bother you, but do you know where the gym is? I’ve walked around this place for twenty minutes and I can’t find it.” Juliette laughs lightly, slightly apologetically. “The place is just so …damn big.”

bastian-2-blog

Sebastian jumps a bit at the sound of the girl’s voice. “Oh, um…” He frowns, looks down the hall and then glances in the other direction. The crease between his eyebrows deepens as he looks back at the girl, slightly shaking his head. “The short answer is no.” He chuckles at himself, the tips of his ears turning pink. “The long answer is that I’m actually lost, too. I’m new and, uh, all of this–” He quickly raises his hands and makes a vague gesture. “–is new to me.”