pacific coast highway

"I've gone for too long, living like I'm not alive. So I'm going to start over tonight."

[goesbylee]

ravenmackenzie:

“Lying about this doesn’t give me guilt at all.” She pointed out, actually surprised when the bartender started mixing drinks for them. The only explanation for that she knew was that he actually was pretty good friends with Lee – most people just gave her sideway glances when she ordered alcohol. “I do need to lie when I’m on my own. You can’t blame me for that. Not everybody’s friends with bartenders.”

Lee shrugged, pursing his lower lip. “Fair enough,” he replied, before turning back to the bartender. Presenting the finished glasses before them, Lee handed one to Raven, raising his own glass before her. “Cheers to a--- hopefully, unforgettable night?”

[goesbylee]

jocelyn-markov:

Jocelyn grabbed a box and placed it in the trunk easily before helping Lee with his box. “Maybe. I mean working down there people see me pretty often but I have no idea what it’s going to be like with me living there.” The shore was really the best place for Jocelyn to be as it was one of the only parts of town that didn’t hold bad memories for her. It would be like getting a fresh start without having to go to far from home.

“I’ve never... lived anywhere else in Cloverbrook, but it’s definitely a good change in scenery... in compassion to where I use to stay.” Placing the last box into her trunk, he raised his hand, closing it shut. “You’ll like it, I think.”

[goesbylee]

robin-macphereson:

Forgotten about what? Nothing happened. I was listening to music, normally, dancing, and it wasn’t walking on sunshine.

Well, now I don’t even know why I’m here.

[goesbylee]

ravenmackenzie:

Raven pressed past people, pulling in her stomach to avoid further collision with strangers than was necessary. Maybe that was the reason why she had avoided dancing at scenes like this for so long now, afraid of what it might feel like to be pressed up between sweaty dancing bodies after her changed view on her own person. Once at the bar, she exhaled a deep breath, pulling herself onto the nearest bar stool for a rest. At Lee’s words, she raised her eyebrows. “Seriously?” She asked, just loud enough for him to hear. “I got a fake I.D.  You don’t have to go around telling bartenders I’m underage, thank you very much.”

He turned his head quickly back to Raven, his brows raised. “Lying’s not good, Ray. Just gives ya unnecessary guilt.” The bartender grinned at the two, watching them back and forth as he started making the drinks. There was no need for a further request, since the two were friends--- a person Lee was thankful to have met. Acknowledging the favor being taken, Lee grinned widely. “See? If you don’t need to lie, then you don’t need to lie.”

[goesbylee]

eleanorfitzroy:

“It’s probably because this process is just a lot of standing and waiting, waiting and standing, and so on,” she said with a smile, shrugging. “You can go ahead and change back into your clothes and I’ll get some coffee going. It might be hard to sit with a bunch of pins in your pants.”

“Oh, okay.” Quickly, Lee disrobed himself from the blazer, unbuttoning his under shirt with one hand while the other tended to his trousers. Walking towards the screen standing a few feet away from them, his eyes starter scanning the area where his clothes should’ve been laying. “...Um, Eleanor?”

[goesbylee]

jocelyn-markov:

“Great because me trying to lift these heavy boxes would be a problem.” Jocelyn muttered, picking up a small box and putting it into her trunk. She knew there was a slight tension in the room and what the cause of it was, but the last thing she wanted to talk about was her mother more. All the brunette wanted to do was take all the boxes with stuff that belonged to her, to her new apartment and metaphorically shut the door on her entire past if it’d let her. “Down by the shore. I found the perfect apartment. It’s even better than the one I had when I lived in New York.”

Lee nodded to himself, suppressing his soft smile at the mention of the new location. It was... ironic? But, nonetheless.. nice, if you looked at it that way. Picking up another box, heavier than the other, he held his breath as he took it into his hands, exhaling as he stepped towards the trunk. “Guess we’ll....,” he started, struggling until he placed it inside the car, securely. “See each other more often...?”

[goesbylee]

nicandretta:

“That’ll be great. I think my sister was in the mood to tint hers as well, but I’ll let you know.” He nodded, half a smirk forming on his expression. “Close. Almost, actually. I’m a law student. I intern for the best litigator in San Francisco and I should be taking the bar in a few months, though.”

“Who’s your sister?” Lee asked, for conversations sake. “Wow, congratulations. Sounds like a load of work. What do you like about it?”

[goesbylee]

kitty-summers:

“Yes, that’s me.” The blonde chirped up, “Can I help you?”

“Uhm...,” Lee gulped, not entirely sure how he could exactly present this to the blonde. Lee knew, in a sense, it would be good for both of them to be roomed with each other. So far, since arriving to Cloverbrook, he had been able to keep his PTSD on lock. He figured, he was over it by now. The method of, the help and help rooming together seems like a good and bad idea. But who was to say it wouldn’t work if you didn’t try? “I’m.. a friend of Sally’s.”

[goesbylee]

robin-macphereson:

Yeah…I uh…I thought so too. But then again…I thought i was also alone so…Maybe both are wrong..

You’re fine, mate. Can’t do nothin’ about your own embarrassment, but I’ve already forgotten about it.

[goesbylee]

jocelyn-markov:

“I don’t want to talk about that, apology accepted. All is forgiven, now time to put boxes in my car. The fragile ones have red tape on them. When we go to take the first boxes to my apartment we can get lunch or something. My treat.”

Sucking his bottom lip, Lee nodded shortly. “Alright, I can do that.” Bending down, he picked up a box and followed accordingly. Although he obliged to help, he couldn’t help but feel as though there was this huge elephant in the room. Knowing that her mother passed away, rubbed him the wrong way. Jocelyn came to Shore Repairs, answering questions with that very thought running through her mind, while Lee had no idea, practically pestering her with questions about it. He hoped, at least, he’d be able to fully apologize over this ‘lunch’. “---Uhm, you moving out, yeah? Where to?”

[goesbylee]

ravenmackenzie:

Raven couldn’t remember the last time she actually attended a party like this – she was used to tiny apartment parties and dark bars, not to colourful light and rocking bodies. Maybe she was totally underdressed for this, she thought for a moment, nervously brushing blonde locks back over her shoulder. “Drink something, maybe?” She asked, raising her own voice so he could hear it. “I mean, I’m definitely not drunk enough for this yet.”

“Right,” he nodded, heading to the bar. Approaching the counter, Lee turned to Raven, reassuring she didn’t get dragged in the few seconds of their move from the entrance to the bar. Plopping his elbows, Lee leaned over as the bartender made their way to them. Giving him a short nodded greeting, Lee turned to Raven momentarily before turning back to him. “Alright, we’re celebrating the lady’s entrance into college. She is underage, but I’d appreciate the favor, man.” Lee was more or less acquainted with the bartender; He came in here a few times and exchange in minor personal stories with him. Lee was hoping, out of all the other bars in Shore, this would be the one he’d go to for this particular favor. 

[goesbylee]

robin-macphereson:

I’m walkin’ on sunshine woooaaahhh–Oh. Fuck um…Hey…What up… Homie g?

‘S alright.... ‘s a good tune. That one.

[goesbylee]

jocelyn-markov:

“Have to admit I’m pretty glad you came over. Now you’re going to be the person to help me put all these boxes in my car. Lalala! Stop right there. I know you don’t have any other shit to do today. Any other excuses you want to try? If not, then come on, we’ll start with the boxes in the living room.”

“...Actually.. I came to apologize. I mean, I could help you. I won’t oppose to that, I just... I want to apologize for the time I asked you to come to the shop.”

[goesbylee]

eleanorfitzroy:

“I don’t mind at all,” Eleanor said, standing to her full height again. “I had so many nights like this back in college, working on projects until three in the morning– I’m a bit of a perfectionist.” Smiling at him, she grabbed a basket of sewing tools from the coffee table nearby and began sorting through it. “Just let me know when you need a break, and I’ll make some coffee.”

“Yeah, definitely, yeah,” Lee nodded, quickly placing his arms beside him. “I’ve once held my arms up for about.... two hours at the most. But, for some reason, this is more agonizing.”

[goesbylee]

ravenmackenzie:

“That’s cool. I don’t dance very well either, and that’s embarrassing because I used to attend a dance class when I was younger.” She smirked, entering the club of sorts as he held the door open for her. The smirk split even wider. “Now this looks very good to me.”

Eyes squinting from the booming music, and hint of fog in the air, Lee’s brows raised at the club scene. He was occasionally the type to pop in and out of events like these, but only went for a drink. He had buds that would go out and play the floors for women, while Lee stood by and watched. He was more so the type that wanted people to come up to him, because he felt more or less awkward doing it himself. His eyes caught a couple of women in tight clothing, and some men with the scruff he liked. He knew then, this would be one heck of a night. “What do you want to do first?” he called out, voicing struggling to be heard over the sounds of EDM. 

[jocdaily]

[goesbylee]

eleanorfitzroy:

“It’s alright, most people have a hard time standing still for so long,” Ellie said, rolling up a trouser leg and sticking a couple pins into the fabric, marking where to hem it. When he gestured to the mirror, she looked over her shoulder and made eye contact with Lee in the reflection. His tension was palpable, but she was pretty well-versed in dealing with nerves. “Well, I just need to finish marking the hemlines, so the trousers could be done tonight. The jacket might have to wait until tomorrow, unless you feel like staying late,” she explained. “And if the mirror makes you feel awkward, just look at me instead, hmm? I promise I’m a good conversationalist.”

Lee perked a small smile, his attention adverting to her... somehow finding it easier. He chuckled, dropping his head momentarily. “I’m not sure whether I should stay longer or not,” he expressed, watching her hem his trousers. “Pete gave me the day off to do this, would you mind if I stayed longer?”