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something borrowed ❖ ellie & frazier

Ellie followed him, stuffing her hands in the back pockets of her jeans and looking around as they walked. She found that things were hardly ever interesting things to be regarded here but there was always the unusual person yelling at the sky or screaming from seeing “monsters” in the lake. Of course both those situations were irrelevant and usually done by those in Nowhere that couldn’t handle the fact that they were dead. “Let’s hope.” She replied.

Her hair clung to the back of her neck, the fact that they were dead had not made unmanageable things such as sweating, bleeding, and crying. “I have been swell.” She said, it being one of those rare times her tone wasn’t coated with sarcasm. “Hey, it’s cool, we’re not going to have like fucking slumber parties all the time.” She licked her thumb, sticking it up toward the sun as she often did whenever she was out for long. “What about you? Torture any more rats?” Ellie watched him throw the pebble, shoving her hair out of her face before focusing on the sun again.

fraziermackay

Frazier smiled at the idea of them having a slumber party. Ellie was a rather unpredictable individual and because of that, there was no way Frazier could even begin to predict how such a thing would turn out, but he didn't hate the idea. "We should, y'know," he laughed, shoving her with his elbow lightly. "Have a sleepover. We could tell ghost stories, and braid each others hair," he gushed, eyes wide. "And talk about boys." He laughed hard, the feeling hurting his throat a bit. Such a sound didn't belong--not in this place, and not coming from him. He cleared his throat, rubbing at his neck self-consciously.

"No," he started, eyeing her. "I don't torture them, either. I just... agitate them for a bit of pleasure. How's that any different from you agitating everyone? Or--are you saying I can call that torture now, hm?" He stuck his tongue out, running a few paces ahead of her to avoid and major physical attacks.

#p; ellie #something borrowed

fraziermackay

keepers of the gloom ❖ frazier & coley

punkrockcoley

Coley patted her back pocket with her hand, feeling for the lighter that she had found a few weeks ago, and tossed it over to him. She laughed as she looked over at his back, which was definitely covered in the rusty dust that he had previously been lying in.

She walked a little closer and dropped to the ground, pulling her knees to her chest, and dangling one arm over her knee, the other hanging by her side. She didn’t typically talk to people around here - at least not for a long amount of time. She had never been the type of person to be social, so actually sitting down with the intent to talk to someone was out of character for her.

"So, if it wasn’t fun, why were you mumbling to yourself?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.

fraziermackay

Frazier's eyes lit up as she threw him the lighter. "Brillant," he grinned, lighting the end of his slightly crushed Mayfair and inhaling like he had nothing to lose--which, of course, he didn't. He groaned in pleasure as she sat down beside him. "I don't care if these're the shoddiest, most non-tobacco-filled cigarettes in the entire damned place--it's still bloody fantastic." He nodded, inhaling again, the stupid half-smile never leaving his face. He pulled out the pack again, offering it to her. "D'you smoke? Er, did you? Do you want one?"

He shrugged, chewing on his thumb. "I don't know--I didn't realise I had been," he laughed, uncaring. After a moment he sighed, glancing at her. "It's just been a particularly long morning." He didn't elaborate; say that to anyone in Nowhere and no doubt, they'd understand.

#p; coley #keepers of the gloom

roxy-silva

I mean.. This place isn’t supposed to be good. I can’t delude myself.

fraziermackay

{He sighs, looking at her sadly.} You're starting to oxysound like me.

C'mon, let me try and cheer you up, ey? What makes you smile?

#idek why frazier is being so kind #it's not in his nature #but #w/e he thinks roxy's cute or something #c; roxy

kelsbenson

No, I am not fucking with you.

My forwardness was born when I died.

fraziermackay

I...see. {He squints his eyes at her, not entirely sure what to make of the entire situation.} Well. If you're ever lonely, find me. {He smirks, holding in a laugh.}

#he's being sarcastic but #i don't know how kelsey will react to such a statement #LOL #c; kels

tracynumbuhthree

I think I just go in circles, every time I go out.

fraziermackay

{Frazier nods, a sympathetic expression on his face.} That'll happen after not too long.

#c; cody

cara-rousseau

The Afterlife wouldn’t be half as boring if I could get a decent whisky instead of…

God, is this goat urine?

fraziermackay

{Frazier snorts, peering into his glass.} Probably. Very probably. {He sighs, head in hand.} I miss alcohol.

#c; viktor

scott-rutherford-deactivated201

Is beating my Snake highscore?

fraziermackay

Don't be so hard on yourself--more than I can say.

Only played the bloody game a handful of times, anyway. Not my cup of tea.

#c; scott

milolancaster-deactivated201402

I… I didn’t know anyone cared.

fraziermackay

{Frazier nods, eyes on the ground.} Seems a lot of people are getting a bit of a surprise.

You...okay?

#c; milo

dailyjamiebower

#basically frazier #look at that expression #frazier's face

dailyjamiebower

#frazier's face

dailyjamiebower

something borrowed ❖ ellie & frazier

eljohnston

Ellie had been pouring over one of the textbooks she owned, she collected them as if her entire afterlife depended on it. She wasn’t sure why but all she had known when she was alive were sports and school. Having some of that “normal” atmosphere here had helped her not go completely insane over the course of the years.

The knock startled her, the book dropping to the floor, Ellie rolling her eyes out of habit. She jumped out of her chair, bare feet kicking against the floor as she made her way toward the door. “A queen is never late, everyone else is simply early.” She retorted, smiling at him. “Where are we going?” she asked, already shoving sneakers on and heading out the door.

fraziermackay

Frazier snorted, leaning against one of the columns on her porch. "Yes, of course, m'lady." Frazier bowed dramatically before jumping off the platform. "There's a couple'a new buildings round the corner a ways. Look like they might be from Amsterdam--Holland, or what have you. They're tall, and have the funny roofs," he commented, heading down their crumbling street. "Maybe there'll be some bud lyin' around, ey?"

They walked at a leisurely place--nothing in Nowhere was ever worth hurrying over. Ever. The sun beat down on them from high in the sky, the road in distance reflecting the heat creating a black river mirage. Frazier look down at his feet, kicking a stone in his path. "So," he started, glancing at Ellie for the first time since they left her house. "How've you been, lately? Feels like I haven't seen you in a while. Probably my fault..." he trailed off, sighing. He bent down and picked up the pebble, throwing it far off. In the blink of an eye it was at his feet again and Frazier rubbed his temple, irritated. He hoped the loot was good this time.

#p; ellie #something borrowed #i like this para already :--)