It was real for us

Be careful walking down the primrose path. You may find hell instead of happily ever after. Isaiah Blankenship

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                         damn her inability to say no to dressing up. despite how much she wasn’t suited for parties , no matter what scale they were on , a themed one had been too temping for her to resist. the white feathered ruffles occasionally fluttered against her slender thighs , essentially comforting her every time she thought she was going to be overwhelmed by the noise && crowd. she squeezed her way between two enthralled party-goers , doing her best not to get squished or stepped on. but as her nose collided with something solid , she sighed ; guess it was inevitable. she wasn’t expecting to see a familiar face however , && a relieved smile crossed her face at the sight. “ isaiah !  you don’t know how glad i am to see you. ”

it wasn’t go much that the boy wasn’t having a good time. he was enjoying himself. this just wasn’t the type of parties he was used to and to be honest he didn’t know many of the people at the event. most looked like old men that seemed to like pretty young girls. so when he ran into her he was thrilled. “hey. what a surprise to see you here.” the male admitted as he looked her over. “but you look lovely.how is your night going.” 

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“Sh…!” she hushed him, “not tonight. Only not tonight, tomorrow I’ll be all cool and hardworking and dead under piles of assignments and in debt and working side jobs and–” she burped, “–’scuse me-”

isaiah laughed when she shushed him. “alright, alright.” he said shaking his head.”well it seems like you are having a good time so i am not going to be on to ruin it.” ike pointed out. “how lady like.” he teased. “it is nice to see you actually enjoying yourself.”

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 “You’d be surprised at how persuasive I can be.” She raised an eyebrow. “But okay, I can assume the responsability a little bit, but most of that happened there is your fault. You can’t deny.”

“you don’t say.” he said with a chuckle. “anyways. how about we just head out  to another bar instead? one that might have better drinks and bartenders?”

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 The sun was still hours away from cresting over the New York skyline. Stars and airplanes twinkled against the navy blue of the night sky. It was late in the city that never sleeps, but a teacher was sitting on his bed watching grumpily as a man gained his drunk bearings and did what he was told. It should’ve felt liberating. He didn’t have to deal with the male’s grating voice or infuriating personality. He could go back to sleep…but he had already become responsible for the wellbeing of the man he was pushing away. With a sigh, Kit pushed off of his mattress and followed after. His hand gripped Isaiah’s wrist from behind, and before anything more could be done, the teacher’s head was resting on a shoulder that didn’t belong to him. He used his free hand to pat gently at the male’s arm. “I’m sorry. I’m just a li’l tired,” he said softly, resigned. How had he become so soft with things that bothered him? “Ya came’ta me first an’ I shouldn’t have been so crass. Come’ta bed. I’ll give ya a night’a me not bein’ a total arsehole. The mornin’s a different story, though.”

why kit hadn’t beat the hell out of isaiah was beyond him. isaiah was such a handful and very annoying at that. he couldn’t take a hint to save his life and he was very annoying thinking that everyone liked him when that just wasn’t the truth. he didn’t take rejection well especially with someone who he was convinced was his friend. he was up and ready to leave, to be honest the drunk boy had his feelings hurt and he just didn’t want to say. though it totally threw him off when kit stopped him. so many jokes ran through his head to crack but he knew better kit had the upper hand being so close behind him he wasn’t going to crack one just yet. instead he spun on his feet nearly falling over. he was way too drunk to be trying to spin around like a rockstar. his fingers poked kit right in the stomach. “alright, kitty kat. let’s go to be.” he yawned lazily as he moved back to the bed crashing down on it. “looks like all your fantasizes are coming true aren’t they?” he said just teasing the boy. he lived to make the male uncomfortable or get him ruffled up one way or another. his face cracked a smile as he had broken out into a childish fit of laughs and he moved over to the edge of the bed to give the male room.

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Sawyer hadn’t drank that much in…well, in ever. On one hand, a voice in the back of her head  was reminding her of the hangover she’d have in the morning, but a louder voice was telling her to just let go. Besides, there was no one she hated there, right? No one who’d take advantage of what she’ll end up saying…until he came. 

“Wat, wait–annoying Uber guy? Heeeey!” she slurred, throwing a limp arm on his shoulder. “You’re here! What’cha doin’ here, mate? Come to annoy me more?”

it was certainly odd to see the girl drunk. given from the other night when sawyer and isaiah were in the car and she was babbling on about how busy her life is to be letting loose and enjoying life. so needless to say when he got around sawyer and smelled the booze it surprised him.  a bit of a chuckle left his lips when she slurred. “looks like you’re actually letting loose and not being so uptight i see.”

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@niikolina it wasn’t that isaiah wasn’t enjoying himself, because he enjoyed himself everywhere he manage to go. though tonight was different, maybe because the party was a bit more fancier than what he was typically used to. or maybe it was because the fact that he didn’t want to piss the host off by getting wrecked. either way he was just trying to entertain himself and the few people he had spoken with were really just boring him. just as he was fixing to head out he nearly tripped over someone, “shit!” he muttered, was he already that tipsy? surely not. “sorry, sorry.” he said backing up to see a familiar face. “oh hey-” he said giving her a small smile.

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isaiah and originally come to the part to see finn. he hadn’t seen the man much since they had been in the same frat before finn had left. he was excited, any type of part always excited the younger boy. though he knew he always took things a bit too far. tonight he was trying to pace himself with his drinks tonight not wanting to make a fool of himself at his idols house. after all this was isaiah and he was already feeling a bit buzzed as he swirled his drink in his cup and looked up. his eyes landed on the young girl he had shared a cab with the other night. as much as he wanted to avoid that snoozeville he couldn’t. he had a bad habit of beating a dead horse and like a magnet he was quickly over to her. “fancy seeing you here. i didn’t think it was possible for you to do anything but have stick up your ass.”

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“Are ya mental?? Ya jumped in’ta a fireplace an’ tried makin’ it a joke!!” he got out, voice gruff with the lack of sleep. The intonation indicated that if his voice could raise loud enough for ordinary speech, his words would most likely have been yelled. As it were, it sounded more like a loud whisper. “Now I don’t really care how ya get yer fix, mate, but yer always takin’ it a li’l too far.” Kit pulled himself away from where he stood and closed the distance between himself and the bed. He crudely pushed one of Isaiah’s feet out of his way and sat down on the surface of his mattress, which dipped a bit from the force of his drop. He really needed to buy a frame so the tenant beneath him wouldn’t hear every time he landed on the bed. “Well, ‘em people ain’t me. Get off m’bed an’ go sleep on the couch. ‘S not ‘bout the principle ‘er me bein’ worried ‘bout ya gettin’ frisky. ‘S ‘bout not wantin’ta cuddle up with some hetero chav when the only thin’ I’m gettin’ out’a it is a migraine.” For added measure, he reached for a pillow and slammed it down on Isaiah’s side. “Out!!”

“i mean the joke was hilarious in my opinion. not my fault if they nor you aren’t Potter fans.” he missed. “i honestly don’t see how that was too far. it isn’t like i’m offending or hurting anyone. i’m not put smoking meth, or date raping people.” he went on. “but i suppose trying to be a positive person and have a good time and make those around me laugh makes me a shit person.” isaiah rolled his eyes as he sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. at this point he was actually pretty pissed off which wasn’t easy with him. he was a happy go lucky person who typically never had gotten upset. “yeah, i hear you.” he rolled his eyes as the drunk boy stood up nearly falling into the floor as he grabbed the wall. “don’t gotta t ell me twice. bye.” he said in a more hateful tone as he fumbled for his phone to call a ride.

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 he shrugged his shoulders, “you’re supposed to be giving me directions, so you tell me?”

“oh we are going to my place.. well we missed my turn like twenty minutes ago.” isaiah admitted. “woops.” he said with a soft laugh.

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 “I do take my responsability, Isaiah.” She rolled her eyes. “But you know I was just got myself kicked out because I was with you, if I was alone, it would be possible that I would stay there drinking and having fun.”

“that isn’t true. you know it’s easy to blame others and so immature.” he pointed out. “but whatever i’m heading to the next bar. feel free to stand here and beg for them to let you in.”

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 He rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “alright, if that’s what you want, I can be boring as hell, that much has already been established, right?” he snorted, glancing over at the other before looking back at the road. 

isaiah let out a yawn as he looked over at jesse. “how far are we from greek row?”

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The closing of the door should’ve been it for the interaction. Kit had left the door unlocked because he knew the man was going to enter, but was hoping he’d be drunk enough not to realize it’d been unlocked until he could sober up a bit. By that time, Kit would have been content in his bed, under his sheets, dreaming away. That didn’t go as planned, and Isaiah was deceptively intelligent, already skipping the idiocy portion and heading straight for the annoying bits. The man sighed as he heard the name yet again, and then growled under his breath at the word ‘bromance’ being used unironically. Why Isaiah wanted to spend time with him at all was beyond him. He’d never once treated the other male with any form of actual respect, preferring to treat him like someone would a pet. When they arrived in the bedroom, Kit watched with utter detachment as his pillow that had barely been on the bed to start rolled away to plummet to the ground. He spent more time paying attention to the cushion than he did listening to what Isaiah had to say. It was all trivial anyway. “An’ that’s the important thin’ ya had on yer mind?? Dun strain yer’self thinkin’ so hard,” he taunted, arms crossed over his chest. The motion caused his t-shirt to raise up and reveal a small sliver of skin just above the powder blue trunks he wore underneath. “People aren’t touchy, yer not exactly the best person’ta be ‘round when yer pissed off yer ass. Now get off m’bed.”

isaiah really didn’t get the hint that kit really just didn’t care for the boy. maybe it was because the boy felt the constant need to be liked and the more that kit pushed that away the more he tried harder to fulfill that. though he didn’t know nor care about personal space. “there is a lot on my mind.” he corrected the man and felt a bit pained when the boy told him he wasn’t the best person to be around when he was drunk. “ouch no need to be a fucking asshole.” he said leaning up not looking at the boy. “i’m not getting off the bed.” he corrected him. “i’m having a bit of a sleep over with you tonight, i don’t want to drive home.” he yawned as he laid back down on the boy’s bed. “and just for the record i’m not that bad of a person to be around. in fact there are a lot of people who enjoy being around me.”  his hand reached around the bed to find the pillow that had took a dive off the bed as he sat it next to him then patted the spot. “come on. it isn’t like you have anything to worry about.”

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Wednesday night was filled with Kit’s own personal form of comfort. He awarded himself a pint of ice cream—caramel chocolate chunk because he’d earned it—and he was able to make plenty of tiny knick-knacks themed for the holidays for his classroom. He was always happiest working with his hands, especially if it pertained to getting the wide eyed adoration of his students. The snowmen came out perfectly and the little elves were painted at an almost professional level. As he simmered down, he enjoyed watching the few episodes of Black Mirror he could muster before falling into a heavy slumber well before one in the morning, something he tended to do as he was no good with staying up late. His nightmare, while wildly uncomfortable, was thwarted by a loud rapping at his apartment door. He chose to ignore it at first. Kit had no friends who would bother him this late. It wasn’t until his neighbor, whose kitchen wall was at his bedroom’s, called out to him to please answer his door did he finally move toward it. The sound of a distant ‘kitty kat’ did little to shake his already grumpy mood. Standing on the opposite side of the wooden structure was one Isaiah, bright eyed and smelling like the floor of a bar. Kit rubbed the sleep from his eye and the immediately shut the door. “Try again t’morrow,” he called out to the male, already beginning the trek back toward his bedroom.

anyone else would understand why the door was shut right in their face. but then again isaiah wasn’t just anyone else. he was the type of guy to show up at your house at three am and yell until you let them in. he felt as if he had been madly disrespected when the door slammed in his face. “the fuck?” he shouted from the other side. “you can’t just shut me out of your life kit, i’m like herpes. i never truly go away and the more you try to get rid of me the worse i get!” he shouted from the other side before taking it upon himself to let himself in. he pushed the door right open and stepped in. “don’t be a grumpy butthead, kitty kat.” he frowned. “i don’t like it when you’re actually mad at me. think about it, when i’m drunk you are the first person i want to see. if that is not the start to a beautiful bromance then i honestly have no idea what is.” he said hot on the boy’s heels following him to the room.  “oh sweet, we are going to lay down and get a nice rest.” he said as when they made it there he jumped and landed on the boy’s bed on his stomach. “i really needed to talk to you though. i had some important things on my mind tonight.” he went on as he rolled over on his back. “i got kicked out of the bar tonight because i jumped in their fireplace and yelled Diagon Alley.” he sighed. “people are so fucking touchy. have you noticed that people now a days are so fucking touchy?” he asked lifting his head to look over at kit as he rambled on.

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 No we got kicked out because of you! And now im not listening to you and your excuses!”

“are we five?” isaiah said in a plain voice. “i didn’t get us kicked out and you’re being a baby about it. bottom line is we aren’t allowed back in so we might as well go elsewhere.”

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 “You’re going to hell, you know that? Hell.” But as she said the words, she’s laughing - so at least he’d have company when he got there. “Does it get better than a man who’s intelligent and likes to spend his money on you?” She nudges Isaiah’s shoulder, half-teasing and half-serious. “Okay. So we’re dressed to the nine’s and we both have some money in our pockets. What do you say we ditch this snoozefest and go start our own party?”

“i am certainly not going to hell. god loves me and would never send me to such a place like that.” he said in a appalled voice. “how dare you damn me to a place such as that. but let’s be honest, if i went i would probably get kicked out of hell too.” he said with a shrug and a simple smile.  “well in that case i need a sugar daddy, do you think russell has it in his heart to support me too?” he offered. “yeah, please let’s get out of here, i can’t take any of these mother fuckers anymore.”

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 “Then play it again? Or play another song you really like?” Jesse said with a shrug, “that’s kinda what you do when a song ends.”

“but we have spent more time just talking about it by this time.” he went on. “that is okay though let’s just enjoy this boring ass drive home and forget about the music and me trying to get my groove on.”

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“Well,” she raised her voice, “I was too busy spending my entire secondary school career to do well in school and extra-curriculars to have the luxury of having much fun, so, sorry if I’m not fun enough for ya.”

isaiah just cut his eyes at the girl. “well if looks could kill my throat would be slit right now wouldn’t it.” the boy pointed out. “you can still have fun and do well in school.” he explained. “no need to be a dick about it, sorry your life is so boring and shitty.”