young drunk!

and tonight i'm getting young drunk! walking around the streets where i grew up, knowing that they're to blame and all the red brick fences look the same! connor roberts - 17welcome to the losers club, asshole!

[ruinedchildhood]

[connyro]

blake-henley‌:

“Or the police will come lookin’ for me first, grand theft- uh, tentpole- or larceny, that’s the word,” he joked, glancing around the gym. There were plenty of police officers around but Blake was pretty sure they had bigger things to worry about than a teenager accidentally borrowing an extra pole. “Alright one-” he paused a moment, “-Wait, am I counting?” evidently he was but it took him a moment to get it right, “One, two, three, go-” he announced a moment later, giving the pole a forceful yank in his direction.

“ first felony of its kind. ” conny chuckled “ at least in northlake. ” though there were a lot of firsts that hadn’t still been reached in northlake. blake would probably be the first australian man hunt in northlake as well. at least conny thought he was australian, he didn’t know really. “ yeah, you’re counting ” he answered, though most of his focus was on making sure his stance was steady. on three he pulled hard on the tent pole, making a small face as he did. a moment later it popped apart and conny nearly fell backwards. nearly. thankfully he only stumbled. holding up the half in his hand, then looking over to blake’s he asked “ okay so, which part is our’s? ”

[connyro]

blake-henley‌:

“Did I?” Blake questioned, the inquiry directed at nobody in particular as even the Jock couldn’t be sure where he’d sourced the extra part from. “Maybe,” he answered himself in a softer voice, “I wouldn’t even know who to give it back to ay- but we better get it loose first, otherwise we’re not getting anything done,” he was mostly thinking out loud but speaking for his co-workers benefit, whether it could be considered much of a benefit at all. “Alright, you got it?” Blake asked somewhat skeptical of Conny as he gripped the opposite end, “Tug on three?”

“ they’ll come looking for it if they need it. ” conny decided, it was meant to be a reassurance, but it come out as a decision that they didn’t need to worry about trying to return it. last thing conny wanted was more work. “ yeah, i got it. ” he confirmed, gripping the other end of the pole, even adjusting his stance a little as if to prove that he was all over it. he nodded, waiting for the countdown to begin.

[connyro]

blake-henley‌:

@connyro

“I don’t think this is right,” Blake announced, holding up one of the poles that would eventually be used to prop up the marquee, under which the Dairy’s staff would store the surplus of supplies that wouldn’t fit inside the mobile kitchen they’d set up for the market event. “Mmm,” he hummed pensively, narrowing his eyes and looking as if he could burn a hole through the structure with his gaze until he snapped out of it and turned to Conny, “Hang on,” he spoke, thinking aloud as he wandered over to the other male, peering at the instructions again, “This isn’t even on there-” he said, eyes darting from the page and back to the pole, “Where the heck did I get this from?” he asked rhetorically, wondering how he’d managed to fuse the pole they did need with a pole he’d seemingly acquired elsewhere without realizing, “Crap- now I gotta get ‘em apart again,”

letting his arms fall conny ended up donning the marquee cover as more of a cape tan anything else, awkwardly hanging off his shoulders as he looked over at the issue that blake was having. “ you steal someone else’s marquee part? ” he asked, glancing over the instructions as blake did and looking at the pole in his hand. shrugging off his cape cover he offered his hand out. sure, he didn’t have anywhere near the strength the jock did, and his skinny limbs were proof of that, but four arms would be better than two, right? “ team work makes the dream work, right? ” he offered, though if this was a dream he didn’t want to imagine a nightmare.

[connyro]

cmrnns‌:

“yo!” the skater walked up behind the other and playfully yet lightly hit them on the legs with his basically empty backpack. “how about pizza? i’m starving and i don’t feel like going on my own. last time i think they wanted to kick me out then again i don’t judge them- i was sitting there drunk and singing to celine dion.”

knees buckled only slightly, stepping forward to regain balance and get away from the backpack before he realised who it was. and seeing as there were no other jocks around, it seemed fine. “ not gonna start with the celine dion thing, i don’t even wanna know, but, does it have to be pizza? my sister’s working, i don’t wanna like, actually pay her to do shit for me. seems demeaning. ”

[daily-men]

When I first auditioned for Stranger Things, I was just living in Chicago. Just looking for a job. Working at a restaurant, doing commercials and bit parts on shows. I honestly would have been happy booking anything. But I remember seeing the concept trailer the Duffer Brothers put together. The boys took these bits and pieces from all the movies that inspired them—Jaws, E.T., The Thing, Firestarter—and they cut them together into a mock trailer for what they wanted the vibe of the show to be. I was like, “Oh, man. This would be so, so cool.

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

corina smiled back, rocking in her seat. she finally had an excuse to share a booth with him. she couldn’t help but picture them sitting side-by-side, a goofy grin forming on her face. “i’m buying though, no buts!” she chimed. 

conny chuckled at her insistence, holding up his hands in teasing surrender “ alright, alright, no buts. ” he agreed with a nod of his head, though if billie or blake were working, he’d be sure to make sure she didn’t pay. “ should we go now? ”

[bethofbells]

[connyro]

@daxneal

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

corina took her nose out of her book, grinning far too much to pay attention to what chapter two of her vonnegut book said. straightening her back she decided to just say it. “maybe we should ditch the bat and go for a sundae together then,” she blurted, hands nervously folding the corners of her pocketbook. 

brows raised for a second but grin remained. “ yeah, i’m down. ” he agreed, as casually as he could. even if it was far too cold for ice cream, if corina wanted to share one with him he certainly wouldn’t say no. “ like old times, ” he commented, though really, wasn’t that long ago that they’d done it.

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

“maybe the bat and i could stop by dairy’s and split a sundae on our way home,” she chuckled. it’s been a minute since they’d done that together. she always insisted on splitting with him to “save money” but deep down, she knew that was a lie.

conny laughed, picturing corina trying to have a conversation with a bat over a sundae. “ well, the bat doesn’t get an employee discount. i might be able to rig a friends and family one for you guys but it’s not gonna be as good. plus, not much of a talker and i recall, just today, you were saying you missed my talking so, double missing out. ” he joked, not really realising what he was implying.

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

“nah, i’m more fond of the guy wielding the bat anyway,” she said softly, her voice almost a whisper. she could feel cheeks burning up as she quickly buried her face into her book in an attempt to seem nonchalant.

thankfully conny managed to swallow the nervous burp those words caused and turned it into a chuckle instead. it seemed like she was joking anyway, trying to hid laughter at her own joke in the book, so he joked too “ well, you’re in luck ‘cause i don’t generally bring a baseball bat to school and think coach would get pretty pissed if i stole one. maybe the bat can walk you home tomorrow. ” 

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

seeing him smile was contagious as she found herself biting her lip to suppress a stupid grin. “last time i checked you have like, a bajillion after-school activities,” she exaggerated, making a counting gesture with her fingers. “i don’t know, is your baseball bat coming with?” she said, cocking an eyebrow. 

“ two. three if you could photography club but no one even shows up for that. ” conny corrected quickly with a chuckle, though if you counted yearbook photography and tutoring (which conny didn’t) he was then at five, one for each day of the school week. which was a lot, really. “ if i say he’s not does that change your mind? ” he asked, light laugh following the question.

[connyro]

natxms‌:

“ actually… you’re not so far off from the truth. her name was susan and she tried to reach for the towel.” the blonde explained as she fixed the mess that was her hair and jacket; before signing in quite the relief as she saw the drink before her. “ —you’re an angel. thank you.” 

he clicked his fingers as he swung his arm, acting as though he was well and truly disappointed that he’d been so close. “ it’s always the ‘s’ names. susan, sharon, sandra, si... ” he trailed off for a moment trying to think of another ‘i’d like to speak to your manager name “ sybil. ” he came to after a second, though he didn’t think he’d even met someone named sybil. he nodded at her thanks, appreciative but it was his job. not like he’d be an ass about it. “ however, question. if it was a towel, where did the feathers come from? ”

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

corina let out a soft laugh, picturing him hobbling around with a baseball bat while carrying a bunch of plates. “walking home with you definitely makes me feel a lot safer,” she admitted. she always felt safe around him.

cue a stomach flip. grin quickly found its way onto his features as he tried to push down any kind of dorky reaction that may have naturally formed. “ yeah? ” he responded, before he looked away again and continued “ i’m glad. ” with a nod. a moment passes and then he asks “ did you need me to walk you home today? ” he was supposed to be doing something for tech crew but he’d skip it.

[connyro]

gymnastess‌:

“Actually, the flu vaccine is made from an inactive virus; so it can’t actually transmit the infection. The whole getting sick from the shot itself thing is a myth.” Tessa knew her facts, at least where medical things were concerned. “I know my immune system is shit; so even though I always get the shot, I also have to heavily rely on others to get it too… Hence my PSA.”

“ it’s still the virus. it’s still a living bacteria. they’re still giving you the flu. ” conny rebutted, now that he knew had at least been partially right. “ say your body is so fucked it cant even make the antibodies to fight the inactive flu, then when you run into the actual flu you’ve already got the virus throughout your body just like ready to go, just needs to be switched on. ” he wasn’t anti-flu shot, he’d already had his, just anti telling people that its their fault if you get sick. “ maybe you should wear one of those mask things? they always have them at the doctors, you could just steal a bunch. ” he suggested, genuinely trying to be helpful. “ could probably grab one of those giant hand sanitiser dispensers while you’re at it, they’ve probably got heaps of those. ”

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

corina nodded, feeling a shudder go through her. she definitely looked over her shoulder when she walked home every night. she put a hand on his shoulder, offering him a comforting smile. “we’ll both be okay,” she said giving him a reassuring pat. “i have you, and you have a baseball bat.” she chuckled. 

conny gave a slow nod of his head, it’d been unspoken but of course he’d look out for corina. like he’d look out for his family. “ maybe i should start carrying it around twenty four seven, ” he suggested, joining her with a chuckle and small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “ i don’t know how it’d go at work, ” he added with another chuckle. “ balancing plates with a baseball bat under one arm. ”

[connyro]

corinaweston‌:

corina sat up, placing her pocketbook on the table. “it feels super weird without you talking my ear off,” she teased. “what’s on your mind?” 

“ and here i thought i was doing you a favor. ” he played along with a small, melodramatic sigh. though he had been glad for the distraction from his thoughts for a moment, her questioning didn’t surprise him. “ flickering between how rami malek didn’t have to go that hard on bohemian rhapsody but he did that for us. ” he didn’t wanna get into the gloomy shit right away “ and i don’t know, everything that’s been going on in town, i guess. kinda feels like the middle of a netflix crime documentary. a lot of shit things are happening but you know nothing. you know? ”