WHERE:Β outside eating area @ bigfoot brewery, mid-late afternoon or not. whatevs.
OPEN TO: Β you + @cascadestarters (1/3).Β
he usually isn't alone β if one of his roommates isn't by his side, his much - adored golden retriever, dorry, is. enter: the scene. saylor is scrolling on his phone, chomping slowly on some french fries in a to-go container as dorry makes friends with anyone who walks by. if sniffing qualifies as making friends, that is. it only takes a few tugs on the leash to catch his attention, more than usual, and saylor looks up from his device to see her pawing at a passer-by, begging for god knows what. βshit β β mutters under his breath, getting out of his seat to try and corral her back more towards their table. βsorry, sometimes she likes to think she's making friends when she does that.β holds onto the leash with one hand, putting his hand between them and her paws. βyou can pet her, if you want. she's friendly. you carryin' somethin' in your pocket? she thinks you've got somethin' for her.β
Where: The Niner
Who: anyone! @cascadestarter
When: Later Evening
"Jeeez, who knew a little weed would offend so much." And this was why the suburbs were her least favorite territory, always someone who just didn't get it, "Not my fault your ten year old got a little loosey goosey on a contact high. Isn't this the World Cup β better question is why do you have your kid at a bar."
I keep thinking about deathbed thoughts. I donβt know why this has been on my mind lately. What the fuck am I going to be thinking when Iβm dying? I donβt want to look back on my memories, and just see slates and hotel rooms and press junkets. So Iβm trying to figure out a way to make that all not just something that I sleepwalk through, youΒ know?
I honestly don't know what the hell I'm doing. Whether I should stay or go, or where I should go, or why I'm even here.
LEWIS PULLMAN as Cameron Cassmore
REMARKABLY BRIGHT CREATURES (2026) β dir. Olivia Newman