They actually came up to you?! Oh my gosh, B, how did you explain that? I feel so bad for you!
Yeah, they did! I donât know, and then he tried to hit on me because he thought that I was trying to hit on him. I felt so fucking awkward.
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They actually came up to you?! Oh my gosh, B, how did you explain that? I feel so bad for you!
Yeah, they did! I donât know, and then he tried to hit on me because he thought that I was trying to hit on him. I felt so fucking awkward.
âOh, hi!â Ava said when she noticed someone was there âIâm AvaâÂ
âHello!â Brooklyn chirped back. âNice to meet you, Iâm Brooklyn.â Brooklyn gave a light chuckle. âNeed help with anything?â
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âWow, this place is so amazing!â Ava said as she finally arrived at the Wasteland.
âItâs pretty awesome!â Brooklyn chuckled, giving the girl a small.
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Happens to me all the time. Itâs the worst feeling.
Right?! Itâs the worst and like I canât even own it because the person came up to me and was like, do I know you? I was mortified, A.
I see. Itâs okay. Uh, no. I havenât. I havenât met a lot of people.
Oh, really? Whyâs that? Sheâs a ray of sunshine--sheâs so adorable!
âYeah well done princess.â He replied folding his arms across his bare chest. âNope, Marcus is mine unless thats his drag name you have the wrong room.â
Brooklyn chuckled at the boys response, folding her arms. âYouâre lucky youâre cute.â She smirked. âOh, yeah? Nope, I think his drag queen name is Mr. Cupcake. But hey--whatever.â She shrugged, a light laugh escaping her lips. âWelp, sorry to bother. Iâll just leave now, then.â
I tend to wave at people just for the hell of it most days, itâs nice to make a persons day just by waving to them. Yeah⊠I imagine they would be pretty confused by that. On the brightside, you may never see them again so maybe it wonât matter.
Seriously? Thatâs awesome. I wish I could own it like you do! Thatâs true, but I mean, I guess whatever. I just felt so awkward, and then the person even asked me who I was! I was just like, uh...uhm, whoops? And literally walked away.
âSo many times.â Matty bit his lip with a cringe.
Brooklyn laughed, âIâm glad Iâm not the only one then.â She shook her head. âSo whatâs your excuse then? Mine is because Iâm so short I couldnât see the person clearly.â She giggled at her own response.
âIt aint my fault your voice is grating on my ears right now sweetheart.â Brennon replied adjusting his hat a little. âItâs my sexy sleepy face, not my still drunk face.â Brennon leaned back wondering where the closest place to get water and throw up in a can was. âHow can i interrupt your morning jog? Youâre not jogging.â He retorted. âGin, lots of gin.â
âWell, sweetheart, itâs not my fault you got too drunk to function last night and are paying for it now.â Brooklyn shrugged. âYour sexy sleep face? Riiiight.â Brooklyn observed his face with a chuckle. âWell, youâre interrupting my jog break--you ass.â She teased. âGin, really? Well, do you need anything or you just going to lay here until the sun shrivels you up?â She asked tilting her head.
A weak laugh left Bonnieâs lips as she looked down at her feet. âMy father is a sick mother fucker, my mother doesnât like who I am, one of my brothers doesnât really care and the other is dying and the first person iâve really ever had feelings for said she wanted to try and then left without another word.â Wiping her eyes quickly, Bonnie looked up at Brooklyn as she spoke and took it. âOkay.â She muttered placing it against her forehead. âYeah, I got one.â She admitted hoping Brooklyn wouldnât try and take it from her. âI donât know what else to do.â She muttered dropping the towel and hugging Brooklyn back. âI donât know what to do.â
Brooklyn furrowed her brows, her features still showing concern for the young girl that stood in front of her, listing off what was wrong. Brooklyn shook her head, her features going soft with empathy and sympathy. âBon, no. Shhh...â Brooklyn hummed, embracing the girl in the hug, rubbing her back. âListen, your secrets safe with me okay? But on one condition..â Brooklyn pulled away slightly before continuing, â..you have to only go out with me. When I say, alright? And second, fuck that girl who left--you deserve so much better. Iâll even help you. Also, Iâm so sorry about your brothers sweetie. Letâs get out of here, maybe get some hot cocoa, and cuddle under my covers, okay?â Brooklyn suggested, a warm smile on her lips before placing a kiss on the girls slightly damp forehead, pulling her in for another hug.
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Being lost in a world of booze and sadness, Bonnie really didnât register that she was talking to Brooklyn for a few moments until she took her arm and headed toward the bathroom. She had been pretty sure for a second or more it had been a fairy moving her. Once theyâd gotten inside, Bonnie leaned against the wall and looked down, her hand reaching for the sink to keep her propped up. âEverything is wrong, everything. Well⊠I walkedâŠin.â
âEverything is wrong? Tell me?â Brooklyn asked concerned. Brooklyn turned on the faucet for some cold water and placed a paper towel underneath. âPlace this on your forehead, itâll make you feel better.â Brooklyn coaxed, holding out the slightly damp paper towel towards Bonnie. âHowâd you get in here? You have a fake?â Brooklyn asked, furrowing her brows. âDrinking isnât the answer...â Brooklyn sighed, pulling the girl in for a hug.
You donât just wave at random people sometimes?
I-I donât, no. I mean, do you?