valeriacosmas.
dark locks flowed as valeria paced on the rooftop, clearly frustrated with whoever was on the other end of the phone she had pressed to her ear. her words started out as whispers, but within minutes she was screaming into it, oblivious or indifferent about whoever could hear her conversation, “you’re drunk you don’t actually give a shit, and you know that, so don’t even try-” she paused, taking a breath, her expression of rage switching to something scarily tranquil as she straightened up, “thank you for calling chase. unfortunately, we’re unable to take your call, because you’re an actual piece of shit. have a blessed day.” her tone was washed of all emotion when she spoke, and without waiting for a response, she hit ‘end call’. after a few second of staring at her screen, she glanced up, finally noticing the bystander who may or may not have witnessed the entire interaction, “gorgeous night, isn’t it?”
sometimes mat liked to come up to the roof for no reason. liked to look at the stars , drink half a bottle of jack daniels alone , contemplate his life. it just depended on the night and his mood. tonight , he enters the room with a bottle in his hand and his phone in the other. quickly hears a voice hit his ears & very nosily listens in on to conversation. lets out a soft laugh when the phone call ends , making himself known. ❛ yeah. it’s nice out tonight. ❜ responds softly. ❛ personally , i think chase should eat shit. ❜ lets out another laugh , running a hand through his hair. ❛ you want me to kick his ass ? i’ll kick his ass. ❜













