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malachiweston :

Malachi was excited to spend some time with Carlie. It had been a little while since they’d been able to hang out and he definitely enjoyed the time that they’d spent together. Soon after cleaning up the last few things in his apartment, Malachi changed into a pair of black jeans and a grey shirt, finding it much more appropriate for the night than he’d been wearing to clean.

It took him a little while to make his way to the bar, having never been there before, but soon enough he was parking the car and then heading through the doors. He caught sight of Carlie soon afterward and smiled as he walked towards her. “Hey, got some room for an opponent?”

"Only one brave enough to take on the challenge. I'll be nice enough to warn you, pool is what I was born to do." Carlie did her best to not smile too much, she didn't want Malachi to know how happy she was to be around him. In reality Carlie didn't have time for feelings, not with work and taking of her dad. It was in her nature to hold back.

The only people she dropped her act with was her dad and Prestyn.

"Rack the balls up and I'll pour you a drink." Carlie smiled. If he knew how to properly arrange the billiard balls Carlie would know whether or not he was a serious pool player.

Carlie turned toward the table and tipped the pitcher at an angle to minimize the foam. She handed Malachi his drink then smiled. "I'm impressed."

#Malachi

billiards

Carlie strolled into the bar and set her purse on the seat she usually claimed. It was the closest to the billiards table.

A waitress walked up soon after, "A pitcher of 805 with chips and salsa."

"You know me so well." Carlie smiled and handed over her credit card. "Open a tab please."

While waiting for Malachi to arrive she decided to warm up with a few shots. Carlie always put her quarters into a jar specifically for playing pool on the weekends. The fifty cent charge was the most reasonable price in town.

#Malachi

Text || Malachi↔Carlie

Malachi: Just get me a pizza and we'll call it square.

Malachi: Not much. Just cleaned up the apartment so I'm relaxing. You?

Carlie: That's a deal I can make

Carlie: When you're done you should meet me at the bar

Carlie: I'll buy us a pitcher of beer and destroy you at pool

#phone #Malachi

Text || Malachi↔Carlie

Malachi: That's worrying.

Malachi: I can definitely do that for you.

Carlie: Cool I'll pay you just name your price

Carlie: What are you doing tonight

#phone #Malachi

Text || Malachi↔Carlie

Malachi: Well, shit. Seems like an odd time.

Malachi: Just a ton of work too. A lot of breakdowns with cars apparently.

Carlie: Maybe the weddings and cars are correlated

Carlie: I seriously doubt it but bigger coincidences happen all of the time

Carlie: Speaking of cars I think mine needs an oil change can you do that?

#phone #malachi

Text || Malachi↔Carlie

Malachi: Hey, Martin.

Malachi: What's been up?

Carlie: A lot of work, apparently it's a boomin' time for weddings

Carlie: What's been up with you West?

#phone #Malachi

anonymousanonperson

#backbone;#creature of the night;

dailydctv

#prestyn x carlie

honeybpd :

the government, watching me from the cameras: “the lack of motivation on this girl. incredible.”

twin-sestra

#creature of the night;#backbone;

flashback; christmas

malachiweston :

Malachi’s Christmas was never something that he really looked forward to. His father and brother never acknowledged him on any other day of the year and so Christmas wasn’t much different. Therefore, he spent most of his Christmases alone and holed up in his apartment. So when Carlie had offered to bring him some food after she had finished dinner with her family, he hadn’t been able to say no. He hadn’t had a home cooked meal, which he hadn’t made, in years and this was definitely going to be a step up.

For most of the day, Malachi had busied himself with wrapping up the small amount of gifts that he was going to be giving to people. He’d left wrapping until the last possible minute due to the fact that he knew that he wouldn’t be seeing people on Christmas and it gave him something to do to pass the time.

After the gifts had been wrapped, he’d dropped down onto the couch to watch whatever Christmas specials were on to wait for Carlie to come over.

A few hours later, he’d received the text from Carlie and had moved to the mirror to make sure he didn’t look like a complete mess before he made his way to the door to open it up.

He smiled at the sight of Carlie on the other side of the door and stepped aside to let her in. “Merry Christmas to you too. I am super excited to eat, thank you for bringing some food over. My day has been good and how’s yours been?”

“You’re welcome. It is really no problem. We always have food leftover so you are helping us lighten the load.” Carlie forgot to mention it provided the perfect cover for spending time with Malachi. She hadn’t wanted to seem too eager but she enjoyed his company. Carlie stepped in the house and took her jacket off now that she was out of the cold.

“The day was okay. Christmas sort of lost the spark for me when I was fourteen. I mostly look forward to the food now because I don’t have to cook.” Due to working in the catering business Carlie spent a lot of time preparing meals. Any chance to take a break from cooking she was sure to take full advantage of.

“Food and exchanging gifts with my friend Prestyn. She gets the best, most thoughtful gifts. Did you do anything to celebrate?”

#replies 20 years later #Malachi #p: malachi

flashback; christmas

For a reason Carlie will never understand her mom continues to invite people every year for a Christmas dinner. Her father hates people seeing how vulnerable and dependent he is now. Carlie's theory is her mom stopped caring about her dad's opinions years ago.

"Uh Janice, can you put a plate to the side for me? I want to drop it off for a friend."

"What sort of friend?"

"The friendly kind." Carlie proceeded to take a seat by her father. They both ate in silence while the rest of the table nervously chatted waiting to be served. When her dad finished his plate and excused himself Carlie decided that was a great time to leave too.

After helping him to his room Carlie said goodnight and another Merry Christmas to her father before tracking down Malachi's plate. The drive to his house was difficult since her defroster stopped working and it was freezing outside. Fortunately the GPS claimed the address Malachi gave her wasn't far. When she pulled into the driveway Carlie sent him a quick text announcing her presence then she walked to the door. After a couple minutes of waiting she knocked lightly.

When he opened the door Carlie held the plate up and smiled. "Merry Christmas. I promise this food is going to blow your mind. Despite all of my mom's faults she is an amazing cook. How has your day been?"

#Malachi

resolutions

When Carlie first heard the news she did not understand. Her mother took her to the hospital the next day. When she thinks about the walk to his room Carlie remembers the dread of seeing people sick and injured then realizing her dad was one of those patients.

People would always say her father was too young. Especially in the church which she still had to attend every Sunday morning. Carlie thought it was a stupid comment.

The first stroke did not change his appearance so much. His personality had change and he started having vision issues but it was the second stroke that seemed to age him by thirty years.

Her worst memory was the sound of his cry. Since the second time the stroke had occurred on the left side of his brain her father had speech issues. Of course, her mom tried to warn her.

There was nothing that would have prepared her from how broken her father sounded. Carlie never perceived him as anything other than strong especially with how he persevered through his first stroke. She had a hard time accepting it. It was weird having to take care of her dad those last couple of years of high school. A couple of times a month Carlie had to ditch classes to be with him while her mother worked. Eventually she cut most of her friends out of her life to make time for him. Only Prestyn and a few older people Carlie’s father knew from his time as deacon of the church came to visit.

Despite the initial difficulties in understanding him they bonded more than ever during that time. Eventually her father was communicating with a pen and paper, the writing was sometimes ineligible to the untrained eye but not Carlie’s. They watched lots of horror movies and older comedies Carlie did not always understand. He would paint too, now most of those paintings are hung in her cramped apartment. It was after watching him paint that she began exploring her own artistic abilities. Although she preferred charcoal to paint now.

Nowadays Carlie rarely thought that far back. As the responsibilities of adulthood become heavier she had less time for visiting which was making her nostalgic. Her last visit was over a week ago, the next one would be Christmas Eve. Carlie decided in the new year she would put work and sleep aside if required to spend more time with him. He taught her so much and she hoped there was more to learn.

#tid bits

prestynxlyandlee :

“You don’t have to do anything, Carls Don’t wory about it, okay? It’s all under control..” Prestyn shook her head slightly, pleased when Carlie actually took a seat. “Uh, they said I’ll be in here for about five days so they can make sure everything’s alright. I had a pretty rough head injury that needs to be monitored. And then…a broken rib. And well…lots of bruises.”

Carlie sighed lowly. “Okay. I won’t worry.” It was an impossible promise but She relaxed slightly. “Almost a week? Are you allowed overnight visits? I can crash here a few nights if they do.” Carlie assumed Lucy would be by Prestyn’s side as much as possible but she wanted to be there too.

#soulmate

malachiweston :

“Well, then thank you. And I’ll figure out a way to thank your mom too.” Malachi informed Carlie. “I’m totally into that. I’m sure we can figure out something to do.” Malachi said with an appreciative nod. He definitely wouldn’t just take the food and send the girl on her way, that would just be rude.

“Don’t rush, you can make it up to her later on if I decide to keep you around.” Carlie was slow to introduce anyone to her parents particularly her father since his condition tended to freak people out. It was easier to do when she knew a person would be a permanent figure in her life. Also Carlie didn’t want them to assume Malachi was more than a friend. “Okay. Sounds like a plan. Me and you, Christmas night.”

#Malachi

malachiweston :

Malachi grinned at the mention of a Christmas meal, rubbing the back of his head. “You uh…you wouldn’t mind doing that?” He questioned, glancing over at Carlie. She was a bit of a mystery to him, but he couldn’t say that he minded.

“No. My mom won’t care if I leave a tad bit early.” Carlie decided she liked seeing Malachi smile. It was sort of a goofy smile. “I don’t want you to spend the entire Christmas day alone. Maybe I can hang out for awhile if that sounds like something you’d be into.”

#Malachi

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