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reblog this if you’re willing to roleplay with original characters who don’t necessarily have a full written out bio but, at least, a set of basics for a general idea.
“Cancer.” Some part of his brain was yelling at him for using the word, but the slightly faster part didn’t care half as much. Not to mention, something inside him had been disenchanted long ago when it came to the matter of death. Having both his parents die and almost losing his own life twice now left him relatively numb to the entire idea, so his reaction probably was not as tender as she might have expected. “You’re…dying.”
She was on the verge of crying but she didn’t want to in front of him. Or in general. It was becoming to real for her and it was already leaving a mark. He was right, she’s dying. Just like her grandmother, in the same fashion too. “You really know how to deal with the subtleties.” She rose from her seat as she felt tears rise to the surface. “I’m dying and I’m only twenty-five.” She faced away from him as she felt a tear slide down her face.
He nodded slowly, feeling as if his entire life was moving in slow motion. That wasn’t out of character for him, though. It was as if he’d been living his entire existence in a slow, numbing pace for years now. “So that means?” he questioned, brow furrowed and eyes curious. He could barely keep his own life and past straight in his brain with all his suppressed and missing memories, let alone something she may have mentioned to him once.
She let out a breath. Insinuating it was hurting her but actually saying it would actually make all of this true. She had been avoiding it for weeks now, hoping that it would just go away. Maybe is she just ignored hard enough, it would go away. But that’s sadly not how things work. “I have leukemia. Chronic leukemia to be specific,” she barely got the words out.
He pulled in a deep breath, letting his eyes slip closed as he tilted his face towards her. After a moment he opened his eyes again, blue irises ringed with red and purple bags beneath his lids. “I’m listening.”
She closed her eyes and breathed, finally feeling the weight of what she was about tell him. Sitting back and tucking her feet under her body, she held her arms across her body. “I think I may have what my grandmother had,” her voice cracking midway through.
“Just tell me.” he pauses, pushing his hair from his face even though he doesn’t look at them. Instead, he leans back in his chair, staring down at his lap and into his palms. “Say anything. Anything hurts less than the quiet.”
“well can you at least look at me first?” she gulped before searching his face for a reaction. “i feel like you’re not even in the room.”
“I think I might be in love with you,”
“Right. Funny joke.”
“Oh my god, Is he dead?” Evie said while staring down at the mans body.
“Yes, so that means we need to get out of here asap.”
{OPEN STARTER}
Adam wasn’t sure what he was doing anymore. He had been standing outside of their house for what seemed like days. It wasn’t days, it was only a few hours but it sure felt like days. Adam was soaked from the rain, he was freezing from head to toe, and he knew he could leave but that would defeat his purpose in standing here. They kicked him out and he needs to show them that he’s not letting them kick him out so easily. If he has to stand out in the freezing cold and catch something to get their attention, he will. “Babe, I’m sorry! I should have told you about it, but just let me in so I can explain everything to you. I love you, please. Please let me in… I need to explain. I know you and you’re jumping to conclusions, just please let me in.” Adam sighed, running a hand through his soaked hair, his white t-shirt see through at this point.
She was livid. Beyond livid at this point. Her thoughts weren’t straight and they were becoming more jumbled up as she heard his pleads. She didn’t even know the entirety of the situation, and he knew that. It was obvious in the way that she reacted. As soon as she saw him, she saw red. Grabbing his stuff and shoving it in his hands, she threw him out without much of a second thought. She had gone through a range of emotions in the few hours he stood out there. Going from crying to angry and back again. She gulped and stood up, looking at the front door as she contemplated whether or not to respond to him. In a moment of weakness, she gave in. She ran her slender digits over the doorknob and twisted. There he was, she almost couldn’t face him but she couldn’t hear him go on. She licked her dry lips before speaking. “But you didn’t. You didn’t tell me and look where we are now. And there’s no reason for me to think about it anymore, I’ve seen everything I needed to. There’s nothing you could say that could make me change my mind.”
plots i want for dumbo:
person who was his best friend for his entire life. knew about his abusing of drugs and would get angry at him OR do them with him. they were the person who brought him to the hospital when he realized there was something wrong and his trip wasn’t ending.
please give me an ex fwb that use to hook up with him while they partied or whatever and after he went to the hospital they didn’t know how to react and now he’s out and they’re like wanna hook up but he’s nervous and all fucked up after the drugs and the angst and emotions and weird why are you touching me different do you love me?
EX FRIEND who literally dropped him when he started doing drugs but once he was admitted to the hospital they came to visit him and quickly became their sober buddy and takes care of him now that he’s out / is his current room mate.
NURSES HIT ME UP HE NEEDS SOMEONE WHO LITERALLY COMES THROUGH AND CHECKS HIS VITALS AND MEDICATIONS AND MAYBE THEY’RE LIKE FLIRTY AND CUTE AND he just casually works up the courage to be like wanna go on a date maybe?
ex gf/bf who he actually seriously dated for a little while but at one point they broke up bc they were probably immensely toxic for one another and now they try to avoid each other but god damn it why do you have to literally be everywhere i am, why’re you at the grocery store at 3:35 PM i know you are suppose to be at work did your schedule change, why the fuck you going to this gas station it’s literally no where near your house are you following me, oh fUCK YOU, YOU KNOW THIS IS MY FAVORITE STARBUCKS LEAVE.
“a cheesy beefy potato burrito thing sounded good… and now i’m full of regret.”
“that sounds like a heart attack waiting to happen. you fucked up big this time.”
“but it was me, dude! at least pretend to be sympathetic.”
“i’m sorry! it’s just-- you brought it upon yourself. do you even know anyone who still goes to taco bell?”
“i’ll never eat taco bell after six in the evening again.”
“what a stupid thing to do. glad it wasn’t me.”
“Yes, fuck. A little honesty never heard no one in this world.”
“okay now that you got what you wanted, you can stop nagging me about it.”
the brown haired girl rubbed her hands together in an attempt to gather warmth as she sat in the borrowed taxi. it was the busiest time of year in the city and she was sure there were gonna be plenty of drunk citizens wanting a ride home. hence the fact that she was even driving around. celeste grabbed her phone from the passenger seat in attempt to turn on some music. instead the phone slipped from her fingers and into the floor. she bent down to grab it when she heard the backseat door open and closed. “i’ll be with you in a second,” she spoke in a rushed tone. finally getting ahold of her phone she sat up and turned to see the recent customer. instantly recognizing the person, she spoke. “what the hell are doing here? an actual customer could be sitting there,” the annoyance in her tone very evident.
“I saw you kissing them, you can’t deny it.”
“yep, sure did. is that what you wanted to hear?”
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