Life's a Happy Game

Copper Connolly | 24

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[entergeticxhansel]

“Yes, a bitch baby, it was what you were being, now COME ON!” He tugged on him again, leading him to the haunted house he had seen a few minutes earlier. “Cop, please stop trying to adult, it doesn’t work for either one of us. We were meant to drink, smoke, and eat candy all day for the rest of our lives.“

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Copper walked along with little need of encouragement at this point, gazing ahead at the building before them. The line was humble now that the Halloween rush was over. He only hoped that the scares would be as great as the first night. “I’m with it, no more bitch baby-ness, promise.” Copper assured, humming at the list Hans mentioned. “Yeah man, why wait for heaven when you could have it right here and now? They better have some mother fucking caramel apple pops.”

[entergeticxhansel]

“So do I,” he said grabbing his…friend’s arm and tugging. “I have a shoot at 7 am and you don’t see me being a bitch baby.” Hans paused for a second and looked at him. “You aren’t adulting on me now are you?”

[copperonthetrail-blog]

The cute athlete coughed laughed as Hansel argued and tugged him along, so easily convinced. At least he was his own boss. Not much to worry about. “Bitch baby.” He cough laughed some more. “Alright, let’s do it!” It was an amazing idea, Copper was a huge fan of haunted houses, and any excuse to hang out with the talented Hansel was one he’d take. “I tried to but I’m absolute shit at it, as you have seen first hand.”

[entergeticxhansel]

“COME ONNNNN! There are a few haunted houses left we can go to!”

[copperonthetrail-blog]

“Ah, that sounds awesome Hans, but I have work first thing tomorrow.” Copper grinned, not too sold on his own excuse, it wasn’t his style to play adult.

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I wish I could make it easy Easy to love me, love me But still I reach To find a way I'm stuck here in between I'm looking for the right words to say

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Josh Duhamel & Dave Franco At The Vince Camuto Private Menswear Preview In Los Angeles, California | 2015. 

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If

if there’s a place where you can’t remember me, go there.

if you can stay there forever, please stay and i promise i will not visit you.

if there’s a place where pain is inexistent, i’ll take you there.

if.

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[littlechefremygenovese-deactiva]

“Same.” Remy joked but was also serious some. He would have done anything then, hell even now, just to forget Jim. “Think that could work as a pick up line? ‘You, me, homemade cinnamon rolls in the mornin’, you down?’ I need to try that in a bar later.”

[copperonthetrail-blog]

“You never know until you try, right? Desperate times and all that jazz.” Copper chuckles, admittedly missing his frat nights, remembering what a killer he was. “If you need a wingman you’ve got me.”

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littlechefremygenovese:

He used to. “You’re cute if yea‘ think that. The only thing I got for me is my mornin’ after cinnamon rolls.” And damn they were good. Taking the last drag of his cigarette he stopped it out on the ground. “Pans and knives. Damn maybe I am threatening and that’s why I can’t get laid.”

“A year ago that would have been more than enough reason to climb in bed with you.” He joked once more, happy that talks with Remy remained fun and casual. “You have to start with that; you, me, homemade cinnamon rolls in the morning.” 

[littlechefremygenovese-deactiva]

Even from these few moments Remy could tell something was different about Copper. Good different, not like his own different. While Copper’s energy was light, Remy’s was heavy. “Tall doesn’t equal threatening. Nor does it get me laid.” Not that he had time. He didn’t even have time to jack off anymore it felt like either.

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“Oh really?” Copper asked, brows raised, and arms crossing. “I always imagined you had an easy time in the love department--and, I don’t know, you can be hella threatening with those knives and pans of yours.”

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[littlechefremygenovese-deactiva]

The chef shrugged. Once upon a time he more than likely would have but his heart was still tired down, even if he hadn’t spoken or seen him in a year. “Business….” Well he knew all about that now didn’t he? “Congrats on your gym. If I can find some spare time I’ll stop by and attempt to gain some muscle.”

[copperonthetrail-blog]

The confident grin was always spread across his face, yet, the arrogance behind it was all but gone. That and, for those who knew Copper from before, there seemed to be a weight lifted off his shoulders. “Thanks man. Anytime, once things get running I’ll be there most hours of the day. Don’t worry about your muscle though, men envy you enough for being so damn tall--men like me.”

[littlechefremygenovese-deactiva]

“I’ll take yea’ word for it. I am not really in the mood to run my hands all over yea’, sorry.” Another drag. “Masters? Nice. What’s it in?” The more he could keep the conversation on Copper, the less he had to worry about talking about himself. 

[copperonthetrail-blog]

“Your loss, Rem.” He joked while shaking his head, chuckling it off after. “Uh business, yaaaay..” Copper quietly rejoiced in a sarcastic way. “it’s as interesting as it sounds--but hey, I’m putting it toward my passion for athletics. So I run my own gym now.”