Less existing; more living

Hunter Elliot Carr 24 years old "And I realized that there's a big difference between deciding to leave and knowing where to go." -The Beginning of Everything

[nikolinaspetrova]

the ting tings ♙ hunter & nikolina

[nikolinaspetrova]

  Nikolina closed the door behind him as soon as he stepped in the room. Her hands fiddled together as she glanced at him. “No—” She answered quickly before thinking about it. “Well, yes. Kind of.” Nina stumbled over her words. She grabbed his hand and lead him into the living room. Nikolina dropped his hand when they reached the couch. “Sit.” She instructed him before anxiously taking her own seat. 

Nina was dreading telling him. She could feel the nerves mount with each moment that passed. “I—” Nikolina sighed. “Hunter, you’re my only friend now. I mean, with Jasper and Westley and just everyone gone, you’re probably the only person I have left.” She glanced at her hands. “I’ve told you a lot about myself, more than I’ve told most people but,” Nina paused. “I haven’t been completely honest.” The Bulgarian native pulled her lip between her teeth. “My real name isn’t Nikolina Petrova.”

Before he could speak, Nina shook her head. “Well it is— kind of. I mean, it was my name for like five days but I have another name. A name everyone in Europe knows me by.” Nikolina fiddled with her bracelet. “It’s Hazel, Hazel Beckham.” She gave him a sad look. “I’m sorry. It’s just that when I came here, everything was hazy and I was so confused. I mean, it was a new country and I was all alone. So when everyone asked my name, I panicked and said ‘Nikolina’.” Hazel gave him a slightly frightened look. “Are you mad?”

[hunter-carr]

Hunter let her lead him over to the couch, sitting as she told him to without objection. He could tell something was bothering her because between the two of them, he was usually the one stumbling over his words not her. He was suddenly very much awake as he leaned forward, waiting to hear whatever she had to say to him that she felt couldn't wait any longer. He sat patiently in silence, his hands clasped in his lap as he watched her pace in front of him. "I agree, you're one of my closest friends...." he murmured, trailing off as she exposed what she had wanted to tell him.

None of the feelings she expected out him came to him upon hearing the news. He was shocked of course, but he had his own secrets and he didn't blame her for not disclosing everything to him. Especially the day she had just met him. He shook his head slowly, looking down at his shoes as he tried to think of exactly what to say without her freaking out more than she was already. "No...I'm not mad Ni-I mean, Hazel....er, what do you want me to call you now?" he asked unsurely, looking up to her and taking her hand to pull her over to the couch with him. 

[nikolinaspetrova]

the ting tings ♙ hunter & nikolina

Nikolina was nervous. Ever since she’d met Hunter, she was overridden with guilt. She felt like a fraud— a fake. She needed to get it out to him. He was her closest friend and after Jasper, Westley, and most of the people she knew left, he was her only friend. Nina quickly sent him a frantic text, asking him to swing by. Her mind flooded with ways to tell him and how he would react. She hoped he wouldn’t be mad at her. Granted, Nina expected him to be upset but she didn’t think she could handle him being angry with her— even if she did understand it. After all, he’d been nothing but honest with her and what had she done? Lied to him from the moment they met in a not-so-subtle way. Nikolina wasn’t sure if he’d ever forgive her for such a thing.

The exotic beauty paced around her room, waiting anxiously for him to arrive. She ran her fingers through her hair. Perhaps he’d laugh it off or hopefully, he wouldn’t believe her. Yes, that would be nice. If he didn’t believe her, she wouldn’t feel guilty. In fact, Nikolina would feel okay because she would have been honest and he wouldn’t be upset. Still, the likelihood of such a thing happening was slim to none. Then again, in a way Nina wanted him to be angry. Then he’d save her from the embarrassment afterwards and having him look at her as though she was a liar. Hunter was the last person Nikolina wanted to think of her in a negative light.

Suddenly, Nina was ripped from her thoughts as there was a knock on the door. Her heartbeat sped up and Nikolina thought for a moment that it was going to pound right out of her chest. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Nina walked towards the door ever so slowly. She could feel their friendship slipping from her fingers and all she could do was walk. Nikolina opened the door cautiously as though she feared what would await. As soon as the door was open, the brunette looked everywhere but at Hunter’s eyes. She wouldn’t be able to do it if she did. “I need to tell you something.” Nina said. There was no greeting, no smile. Nikolina needed to get it out.

[hunter-carr]

Exhaustion. That was all Hunter had felt for the past couple of days while he had single-handedly discussed the details of moving his shop to the west coast. He really had taken it for granted all the times he kept all of his stuff in his pick-up truck and never really had to pack up anything involving boxes, suitcases or unloading. And boy, were there a lot of boxes involved with shipping all the shop's parts and equipment. He just hoped it was easier and more enjoyable to unpack than it had been to pack. Jasper not being in town really wasn't a help either, but he couldn't blame his friend for leaving to move Corio and himself into their new place. 

Speaking of Jasper and Corio was actually a touchy subject nowadays since he still wasn't used to not being able to see his best friends and his favorite couple every day or at least every week. Most of his new friends had moved on actually but he didn't regret settling down for the past couple of months. And speaking of his friends, he had been pleasantly surprised to receive the text from Nikolina asking him to stop by whenever he was done with his packing for the day. He quickly replied back to let her know he would be over in an hour or so after he finished packing up the garage with the movers. Thankfully it took less than an hour and he managed to swing by his place and shower before heading over her way.

He had hardly waited ten seconds after knocking before he came face to face with the familiar beautiful brunette. He broke into a smile, his greeting having barely left his lips when she interrupted by just saying she needed to tell him something. His brow crinkled in confusion and slight concern as he stepped inside, sticking his hands in his pockets and turning to face her once she shut the door behind him. "Okay....what's up? Something wrong?"

[laineyoliver-blog-blog]

No idea… scientific research, I think? Ha, that’s just what I’m saying.

[hunter-carr]

What did you learn from this research then?

[itsbecauseteenwolf]

[its-not-hard-to-smile]

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[laineyoliver-blog-blog]

  It’s a wild ride from beginning to end, let me tell you.

[hunter-carr]

So why did you end up watching it again?

[hunter-carr]

It's A Date +Hunter & Lainey+

[laineyoliver-blog-blog]

  Lainey’s eyes widened out of surprise at Hunter’s words, purely out of instinct, and she automatically glanced down at the ground, her own face turning a light shade of pink as she stammered, “Well, I, uh.. Oh?” Usually the kind of compliments she received from people concerned her looks— something that she strove towards for many years, but realized didn’t help her at all. Multiple times she had told people to compliment based on personality or mental attributes, since good people only happened so often. So finally hearing that took Lainey off guard, and for once, she didn’t have some sassy comeback or witty retort. “Um, thanks, though,” she said, shooting Hunter a grateful smile. Turning her attention back to the fort, she merely shrugged at what he said, still playing the part of someone smug with their accomplishments

Looking through the books as Hunter did the same, the redhead couldn’t help but smile at what the boy said. “You know, I don’t have much of a social life… I work, come home, read or watch movies, sometimes go to the park, but… I don’t really hang out with people too often.” Lainey took the two books as they were handed to her, laughing softly as she said, “It sounds crazy, but sometimes the characters seem more real than people you see right in front of you.” She placed the books inside one of the books, reaching for a couple more. “Like… you get to see these people start off a certain way, and as things are thrown at them, you learn more and more about them, even without the author telling you straight out how they are and why. You get to be there during that journey. With people.. they hide a lot. I know I do. And it’s difficult to get to know them, because you know you’re only a part of that journey, and you may never be able to know them truly, if their facade’s really good,” she rambled, realizing only after how much she talked, her face turning pink once more.

[hunter-carr]

Hunter stole a couple glances over his shoulder at the redhead when he didn't hear the usual quick response back, trying to get a read on how she was feeling. He caught the pink highlighting her cheeks and he smiled to himself. She was one person he had never seen at a loss for words and he was surprised that his slip of words had caused it. He felt a bit more confident at that knowledge, turning back to face her with his own blush slowly fading. "It's no problem...I just want you to know what I think of you." he murmured softly, shrugging her smile off but unable not to smile back. He turned back to his serious, fort-master self as she did, focusing on the project at hand.

"Well as lame as this sounds, I'm glad you don't have more of a social life. If you did then I would never stand a chance of a night like this." he said, not concerned if she heard him or not as he allowed her to continue talking about books and people and characters. He continued stacking books inside the boxes, pausing every now and then to listen more carefully to what Lainey was saying or to study the well-used and dog-flapped ears of a book. Funny how she had underlined and marked some of the same pages he had when he had read the book. "Yeah, but  there's still something different about a real life person compared to one only found on paper." he replied, setting down his last book and looking back at her. He didn't know what else to say so he looked around, noticing the sheets and pillows. "...so we should covered and decorate it now..what do you think?"

[its-teen-wolf]

[devvianna]

[abilein-deactivated20150518]

Quand aujourd’hui en ville, un gamin s’est rétamé devant moi.

[corahli-deactivated20230218]

definitely not my photo, just couldn’t find it up anywhere

[laineyoliver-blog-blog]

After watching the Bee Movie again today, purely for scientific research, I’m even more convinced the writers were high the entire making of the film.

[hunter-carr]

I never saw that movie because it looked sort of ridiculous....apparently I was right?

[hunter-carr]

It's A Date +Hunter & Lainey+

[laineyoliver-blog-blog]

  "Brilliant? Ha, not every day I’m called that," Lainey remarked, unable to stop herself from smiling at Hunter’s comments. Giving him a coy shrug, she said, "Maybe it’s just beginner’s luck.. Or maybe you’re not as much of a master as you thought. You know what they say about people who are always the best, right? That they can’t keep it up forever." Honestly, the girl didn’t think much of it— either she had read something similar to her idea at some point, or it was just one of the many engineering-like thoughts that flew through her mind every day, like the ones that filled little sketch journals she kept over the years.

Thinking for a moment, Lainey scratched her head, pulling her fingers through her hair afterwards. “Well… I have a shit ton of books.. Like I think if you saw them all you’d think I was crazy. It’s funny, though, having a library inside your house is almost like the most sane kind of hoarding,” she rambled, then scurrying off to her room to grab an armful of books, the stack stretching from the bottom of her torso to her chin. “Sorry I couldn’t grab more— one of the downfalls of being kinda short,” she laughed, setting them down on the coffee table and glancing up at the boy. “So we can just fill the boxes with a couple of these; the majority of them are thick enough for the boxes to only need or two.”

[hunter-carr]

"I find that hard to believe Lainey, because you're one of the few girls I know that the word brilliant actually defines perfectly." Hunter said before he could over-think and stop the words before they came out. He immediately realized what he said and he blushed, looking around and grabbing some pillows to occupy himself as he couldn't believe he had actually said that out loud. He chuckled, shaking his his head as he finished with the pile and looked back over at her with his hands on his hips, the blush just fading from his cheeks. "Yeah yeah, don't get ahead of yourself. We're not done building the fort yet." he replied to her tease about being the best, wanting to still impress her with his childish accomplishment despite it just being a light hearted joke to occupy their movie marathon night.

He was going to offer to help her grab some more when he saw her bringing a huge stack of books in, moving to catch one as it slipped off the top while she went to set them down. He crouched down, reading all the titles and finding himself impressed for about the hundredth time that night. "Wow, no kidding. But you've got good taste. Have you read all of these already?" he asked, picking up two of them and placing them gingerly in one of the boxes before handing her two more.

[cortisol]

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[stelenaz]

[toukka]

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