I Will Help You Swim

Juno Lyn Jordan || 23 || They/Them || Sunflower

[junolyn-j]

Marlene was starting to realise how alike she and this stranger were. She nodded along to most of what they said - she certainly was not the type to have her guard down. Muggings she was less worried about, if only because she didn’t look like the person who had enough galleons in her pockets to even bother with. “Smart, never know who you’ll run into.”

A DJ. Now that was interesting. Marlene wondered if she’d seen any of their sets before. She’d been there enough that she probably had, but never caught sight of whoever was up at the DJ booth. She was usually too busy having a good time to care. “Yeah, I know The Scratch, haven’t been in years though. I don’t have much reason to venture to Hogsmeade anymore. I suppose I might have to take a trip now though.”

She laughed at the list of hobbies they gave. It sounded like something that’d come out of her mouth. Marlene had made the decision that she liked this person, and when she liked someone she went for it. “Yeah, I party, I fuck, I smash things… I think I’d like to smash you actually.” She paused for a moment taking in what she’d just said. “In the hot way, not the murder way.”

Juno shrugged and gave a little nod to that. Of course, anyone who might want to try to mug them would be in for a very unpleasant surprise, muggle or magic folk alike. “I dunno how often i’d be going there myself if it weren’t for The Scratch,” they admitted with a chuckle, “but I like working there. I get along well enough with the old man- At least, i’m used to his attitude. Pretty sure that’s the only reason he still keeps me around. You should definitely stop in, sometime.” “I could help you find something you like,” their eyes slipped down to read the logo on her shirt. “Hmmn?” “Do you?” That straightforward admission had them leaning in to her a bit, intentionally looming now as they took her in. “You’re saying you wouldn’t like to punch me in the face?”

[junolyn-j]

Remus nodded his head slightly, suddenly wishing he’d brought a book along with him to keep himself busy. But he knew that if he stuck his nose into a book, the chances of him actually paying attention to their mission would be slim, so he’d opted out of bringing one. Though he wished he had something to do with his hands, so he ran his fingers through the grass, pulling out a single blade and fiddling with it.

It was strange, the way their words reminded him so deeply of Sirius. The desire to punch Lucius - or any Death Eater, for that matter - in the face was something he’d heard Sirius say on countless occasions. Perhaps this night wouldn’t be as awkward as Remus had initially suspected it would be, if Juno was as similar to Sirius as they seemed to be. It was a personality type he was well equipped to deal with. A small chuckle fell from him involuntarily as his head shook slightly.

“Don’t think we’ll be so lucky.” He replied quietly, “Unfortunately they have a habit of moving their meetings around. I have a gut feeling nothing substantial is going to happen.” A soft sigh fell from and he leaned back on to the palms of his hands. Might as well get comfortable if he had to spend the night here.

They were glad to have gotten a chuckle out of him, though they tipped their head back and let out a weary groan at his reply, “nooooo, don’t say that. It’s way too early to be phoning in the chance of anything exciting happening. How will we get through the hours?” “You seem tired,” they noted, letting their head tip so they could keep their eyes on him while he leaned. “Didn’t think to get a good night’s rest in preparation for the shift-?” Thinking they’d heard something down below them, they paused for a long moment, staring down at the manor, before admitting with a bit of a laugh, “honestly, I just got off a shift at work before coming here. But i’m a nighttime kind of person.”

[junolyn-j]

The joyful mood was drained when Juno said they wouldn’t want to be caught without their wand, reminding Marlene of all the bullshit going on around her that she’d come out to ignore that evening. Well, she’d do her best to keep ignoring it. Just for the night. In the morning she’d be back practicing her duelling technique. “Same. You never know when you might need to use it.” She mused glad for a change in the conversation. 

“Hmm, I could think of a few improvements I’d make,” she said with a playful grin. She couldn’t actually name any, of course, but she’d sure make some up if Juno asked. “Don’t worry, I won’t make you ugly. What would you do then? Have you been the type to sail through life just on looks, or do you have other talents?”

“Hmmn... I’ve also just never been one to have my guard down,” they admitted with a slight nod of their head, as if along to the beat of some silent music. “Wouldn’t want t’get mugged, either.” Growing up the way they did, it was long ingrained into them to carry something to protect theirself. “Could you? No, I wouldn’t want to chance it.” Both hands were in their pockets now and they leaned one shoulder heavily against the wall, slumping their lanky self and looming over Marlene just a bit. “Aside from being unbearably attractive- I do rather like who I am as of now. I’m not looking for a change.” They laughed at her question, shaking their head a bit. “It’s not... I’m a DJ, I make music and play in clubs. This club, some nights.” Amber eyes glanced back towards the building before returning to Marlene. “Weekdays I’ve got part time work at The Scratch in Hogsmeade. I’ve been working there since Hogwarts. I work too much.” “Other than that, hmmn, I go running sometimes, I party, I fuck, I smash things... What’re you into? D’you like smashing things?”

[junolyn-j]

regulus, daisy, severus

Eugh, what the bloody fuck, two death eaters? Couldn't I kill them both? I guess all things considered, Snape's the worse option. And maybe the best sex of his life could set Reg straight again. Fuck Regulus, marry miss Daisy, and kill Severus Snape.

[junolyn-j]

FMK: Daisy, Marlene, Remus

You just had to put as many friends on the chopping block as possible, huh? I suppose i'll have to show Remus a good time, marry Daisy and treat her like the princess she is, which leaves Marlene for killing. Should be fine, she can take me.

[junolyn-j]

It was obvious from their body language that Juno was less than thrilled to see him. He didn’t blame them, not even a little bit. If the roles were reversed, Regulus was sure he’d be feeling the same way. If he were being honest, he was quite sick of having to explain himself over and over again and he hoped that things with Juno would end up falling into place easily, but it didn’t seem like that was going to be the case.

“Yeah, I’ve been… busy.” Regulus nodded, his smile faltering at the admission. Oh, if only they knew what he’d been up to. If only they knew that he was doing everything he could to try to weaken the Dark Lord, to make it easier for the Order to take him down. Of course, he wasn’t successful, but at least he tried and was continuing to try. Keeping his eyes fixed on the records he was flipping through, his shoulders lifted into a shrug. “Good music is good music, right? Doesn’t matter who made it.” He replied casually, knowing that just a few short years ago, he’d never admit that. But, if he were being completely honest, Regulus did really enjoy muggle music. Of course he didn’t have much knowledge on it, but anything he’d heard during his time away, he did enjoy.

“Hit me with it, I’m sure I’ll enjoy whatever you suggest.” He grinned again, turning back to face Juno once more.

“I bet you have,” Juno mumbled under their breath. As many friends as they’d had who had ended up going down the same terrible path, Juno wondered every here or there what they might have been involved in, which attacks they might have contributed to, whose lives they might be responsible for ruining. They didn’t want to think of them as the same people they’d been friends with, it was easier to imagine they had all changed somehow, something rotting away in them. They didn’t want to be talking to Regulus Black as he was now. They were genuinely surprised to hear that he’d be interested in their muggle music recommendations, but it didn’t show in their expression. His reply and the grin on his face only served to make them more angry. “I’ll rephrase that,” they answered lowly but clearly, “bigoted pricks like you don’t deserve to enjoy muggle music-” Realizing that the newest Pink Floyd album was still blasting from the player on the front desk behind them, Juno swept an arm out behind theirself and knocked it over, unflinching at the sound of it hitting the floor and instantly cutting off the music. They were clumsy enough that they could claim it was an accident.

[junolyn-j]

Marlene accepted the flame happily, letting the end of her cigarette light in it before pulling away and taking a deep drag, exhaling with a chuckle at their comment. She vaguely recognised them from around the Gryffindor common room, a few years above her she thought, but couldn’t be sure exactly. It didn’t really matter, she was having a good time. With a few drinks in her she mellowed out and was willing to talk to anyone - although they didn’t always appreciate that.

“Left it at home, smartass. I use my wand most of the time, didn’t think tonight would get so boozy, but one drink leads to another or whatever.” She had been there with her ex-coworkers from St.Mungos. They’d been out celebrating end of their healing exams, and it had been nice of them to invite her and all but she hadn’t especially enjoyed herself. Hence the drinks. 

“Yeah well, it it did, if might be an improvement over your current face.” She said, hoping to get a laugh and not a scowl.

Her smoke caught light and Juno pulled their lighter back, slipping it back into their pocket and letting their hand stay tucked away for the moment. They snorted under their breath as she called them a smartass, their head tilting a bit to one side as their tongue fiddled idly with one of their snakebites. “I wouldn’t want to be caught without a wand in this day and age- Not that i’m not great with my hands.”

“You can’t improve upon perfection, love,” Juno let her know without missing a beat, their grin only widening for the rather rude way she had of speaking, far from taking it personally or being offended by it. “Any change that could be made to this face would only ever bring down the quality. And m’not ready to stop being pretty.” They pouted a bit for a moment as if considering the thought and certainly not liking it.

[junolyn-j]

lvpinremvs​:

Remus sat down on the hill with a huff. He was early - something he almost never was. But he supposed his thought process on the matter was the sooner he got there, the sooner it would be done with. Overnight stakeouts had never been his favourite thing in the world, but being just a few days away from the full moon made it absolutely unbearable. It didn’t help that he wasn’t entirely thrilled over his partner for this task, either. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Juno, he simply didn’t know them. Any other day he’d be entirely willing to get to know them, but today Remus was tired and irritable, and all he wanted was to be in bed.

Hearing the soft footsteps of somebody approaching, Remus glanced up, hardly giving Juno a smile. “Hey.” He said softly, eyes drifting back to Malfoy Manor off in the distance. They had picked the perfect vantage point, the front door was in their direct line of sight, and there happened to be a couple of trees nearby in case they needed somewhere to hide. “Nothing’s happened yet.” He mumbled, keeping his eyes forward as he spoke.

@junolyn-j​

It had been a while since Juno had last been put on any kind of stake out duty. The wix was always too full of energy, near to overflowing, and it was hard for them to stay still and quiet for any amount of time, let alone hours tucked away on some hill looking down on the bloody Malfoys, of all the pretentious death eaters to choose. But today they wouldn’t be alone, the order had some forethought and was sending someone along with them, probably just to be safe. They had never met Remus Lupin properly face to face before, though they knew him from school and the order of course. They grinned when they approached their stakeout spot and found him already waiting, tripping up a little on their own feet and taking the opportunity to roll their lanky self down to the ground beside him. “Hey,” they answered him a little breathlessly, twisting theirself to lay on their side and looking down the hill to the audacious manor in the near distance. “Good luck, then. Wouldn’t want to miss anything- Maybe we’ll catch them at something awful and get to stop them. And punch Lucius Malfoy in the face.” They whispered in a tone that gave away how difficult it was for them to speak too quietly.

[junolyn-j]

siriusxorion​:

He was mad. He shouldn’t have been, at least, not that mad - but there had been enough pockets of drama in an otherwise pleasant night that his fuse was considerably shorter than usual. He ordered a few rounds, thinking surely if he drank more it would improve his mood, and carried two shot glasses through the crowd until he stumbled upon a familiar face - the first one he could find. “Juno! Take this.” He handed one to the other, not waiting to see if they would actually take it before knocking back his own. 

“Did you see?” He asked, furrowing his brow in annoyance. “Snape won the fucking costume contest. Snape.” His lip curled up in disgust, and he clenched his fist. He shouldn’t be this mad. Sirius shook himself slightly. “I need another shot. You gonna drink that?”

@junolyn-j​

The party had been in full swing for hours by that point and Juno was having nothing short of a great time. Throughout the night they had flitted about from one group to another, never staying in one place or with the same people for too long, jut enjoying the vibe of the festivities and people’s reactions to their glowing skeleton costume. They had finally paused for a bit of a break, leaning with their lithe body stretching out against the side of a building, a joint hanging from their lips, when they found theirself quite suddenly with company again. Their attention was called by the sound of his voice and it took them a moment, but they recognized Sirius Black and took the offered shot without hesitation, an amused sort of grin on their face as they glanced him up and down. “Hilarious costume, mate!” They made to tip back the shot and hesitated only at Sirius’s news, scoffing and certainly looking disgusted at the thought that a death eater would be awarded any sort of prize for anything, even something as inconsequential as a costume contest. “What kind of bloody idiot would give that git the prize? I’ve seen him around, he’s not even wearing anything that good. Just some nerd shit.” “Should’ve given it to me,” they joked, their tongue fiddling with one of the studs in their lip, “at least i’m sexy.” And they gave him back his shot, tugging on their smoke instead theirself.

[junolyn-j]

Skeleton - They’re shirtless and from the waist up the skeleton/skull are painted on their body. The whole skeleton glows in the dark. (The hair color is just for fun.)

[junolyn-j]

faediggory​:

“The way I see it – you have two options,” he started, grinning at the other as he drunkenly held three fingers. “One – you could dance with me or two you could just freaking dance with me.” All three of his fingers dropped and instead used them to tug Juno to the dance floor with him. “C’mon! It will be fun!” 

@junolyn-j​

Juno turned to the man, crossing their arms lazily up over their head and grinning as they listened to his proposal. Or as he put it, their ‘options’. Their tongue fiddled with one of the studs in their lip. “Do I look like someone who’d pass up the chance to dance-?” They fell into the motion as he tugged them forward, stumbling a little as they went and catching theirself with their hands on his shoulders once they found their place on the dance floor. “You’d better show me a good time, mate!” They shouted over the raucous of the club and started moving to the music.

[junolyn-j]

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Regulus hadn’t realized just how many people he’d turned his back on until he started attempting to make amends. It was difficult for him to face these people head on, he was usually the type of person to run away from his problems, although he’d gotten Sirius and Andromeda out of the way - everything else after that should be a piece of cake. He had been to Hogsmeade a handful of times since his return, both for some personal shopping and to spend some time with Severus, though every time he had passed the music shop, he could feel his heart sink into the pit of his stomach knowing that there was a good chance he’d bump into Juno at some point. Regulus had no idea how he could possibly face them after what he’d done to them, but he supposed he’d have to simply bite the bullet and do it at some point.

Finally, after a few weeks of avoiding Hogsmeade since the attacks, Regulus had an evening to himself and decided that it was time to get it over with. Finding himself outside of the music shop, he pushed open the door with a huff. It had been a long time since he’d been here, but it looked almost exactly the same as he remembered. Only a second had passed before Juno appeared and their voice hit his ears. Turning towards them, Regulus sent over a half-smile and shrugged his shoulders. “Just browsing.” He lied, figuring it might be easier to bring up the real reason he was here after the two of them took a couple moments to get a little more comfortable in each other’s presence.

Turning his attention over to a pile of records, Regulus began flipping through them, acting as though he was genuinely interested in them. “Got anything new?” He questioned, pulling out one of the records and examining the art on it before dropping it back into the pile. “I’ve been gone for some time, haven’t had any time to keep up with music. You’ve always had good taste.”

“... Right,” the word fell heavy between them, Juno unable to hide the way that they bristled at the sight of that easy smile and the casual way that Regulus was speaking to them, as if there were nothing unusual about him being there. As if things were alright between them as they hadn’t been in years. He turned his attention to the shelves and Juno took it as an opportunity to stiffly get back to what they were doing as well, no longer singing or playing along with the music as they priced and shelved. They hadn’t gotten even two new items stickered before Regulus Black was talking with them again, however. They dropped the sticker gun and item back into the box in one unceremonious gesture and turned back to Regulus with tension in their jaw, their chin tipped a bit back, squinting down at him as if he were something very small, something that had the gall to be standing before them, “’course we do, a lot of music comes out in the span of two years, yeah? M’sure you’ve been busy.” Regulus had been playing dead for a while before showing back up again, something Juno had long suspected probably had something to do with death eater business. It had been a long time since they had trusted Regulus, not since he’d taken the mark. “I’ve been listening to a lot of muggle punk though, you probably wouldn’t like anything i’d have to recommend.” Their gaze didn’t waver on him as they crossed their arms and slipped to lean a shoulder against the wall beside them, as if they were trying to weigh him down with their amber orbs until he’d crack.

[junolyn-j]

nightmaremckinnon​:

Since leaving (or rather being forced to leave) St.Mungos Marlene had been making the most of her free time, of which she had a lot. She spent her days at the Order’s head quarters, generally getting herself involved with anything and everything she could. The evenings were all hers though. No more night shifts, no more emergency calls, no more worrying about anyone but herself. She tried to push her family out of her mind.

She was outside the Leaky Cauldron, getting a breath of fresh air - it really was too warm in there - leaning against the wall to steady herself. This was the point in the evening she really should go home and sleep it off, but the idea of going back to her empty apartment didn’t sound like much fun. Instead she fished around in her pocket for a cigarette, grabbing the nearest stranger by the shoulder.

“Light this for me. I’m too drunk to do it, it’ll explode in my face.”

It was one of Juno’s off nights and without any schedule to adhere to, without punctuality to worry about, they were doing as they pleased and taking their time with their evening. Normally they would have apparrated to muggle London, but tonight they had decided to walk and take the Leaky Cauldron route instead. They had stopped for a drink and a chat with Tom the bartender, but now they were ready to be on their way. There was a new muggle club popped up at the other end of town that they’d been meaning to pay a visit. If they checked the place out and liked the vibe enough, they might throw their hat in as a possible DJ for the place. They hiked their backpack onto one shoulder and made it a few steps outside of the pub before finding their jacket caught by something, tugging them back a few staggering steps. With a quirked eyebrow, Juno righted theirself and turned to whoever had them by the shoulder, surprised to find theirself looking down at a familiar face from their school days. What she had to say had them laughing. With an easy nod, they reached into their pocket and pulled out a lighter, flicking it lit and holding it up for her smoke. They leaned in a bit closer as they did, bringing their mouth closer to her ear to better be heard over the music spilling into the street, “only got a wand, haven’t you? I’ve always found muggle lighters more convenient.” “Never had one blow up in my face, anyway.” They pulled back and met her eyes with a grin, their own amber orbs shining like melted honey.

[junolyn-j]

Old Unfriend || Regulus

The sun had fallen below the horizon and the street outside of the shop had gone dark, it was near the end of Juno’s shift but they had some merchandise left from a shipment that they wanted to have priced and shelved before the end of the night and with things as slow for customers as they had been, they were blasting music while they did it. Juno kept up a near constant state of movement as they worked, walking back and forth from the back, bringing up boxes, tearing them open and organizing records and tapes alike on the shelves. They paused a moment between boxes to drum out a beat against the side of a shelf, singing along for a couple of bars, god did they love Pink Floyd, when they were finally interrupted by the sound of the bell at the door. They lifted their head with a grin, righting theirself so they could greet the customer with a, “good evening, let me know if you need any help-” only to cut theirself off, the near constant grin immediately falling from their face at the sight of Regulus Black at the front of the shop. Their gaze fell cold and a tension seemed to settle into their body as they asked in a curt tone of voice, “what’re you doing here?” Their customer service could only be expected to go so far, after all. Juno couldn’t bring theirself to pretend to be happy to have a death eater in the shop. Especially not one who they’d once known as well as Regulus Black.

@regulusblvck​

[junolyn-j]

The smile that was flashed at her turned Daisy’s face bright red and she couldn’t stop the giggles that fell from her. There weren’t many people in the world that could have that type of affect on her, but there was something about them that she just couldn’t get enough of. Her head dropped slightly, letting her hair fall around her shoulders in an attempt to shield her face and hide the blush that has completely taken over her complexion.

Mirroring their actions, Daisy tried her best to look casual as she leaned against the wall. Although she was positive it was coming off a little more awkward than she intended, stray giggles still falling from her. As they went on, Daisy felt her smile grow even wider, finding herself at a loss for words. Usually she could talk forever, but her brain wasn’t offering her anything coherent, so she simply nodded. Yes, they were both alright, that much she could agree on.

However when she was questioned, she brought her widened eyes back up to meet theirs, feeling almost embarrassed by her answer. “Well, actually, to be honest…” Daisy paused, giggling again before she went on again. “I came to see your set, but then I learned that you didn’t usually work on Thursday nights. So I was about to leave, feeling rather disappointed that I didn’t get a chance to see you. Until I literally bumped into you - sorry about that again - and now I’m glad I didn’t get a chance to get out of here sooner. However, if you’re offering me a puff of your joint, I’m definitely not going to say no. I think I can use something to help me relax - I feel like I’m rambling, am I rambling?”

Delight prickled down their spine at the sound of that giggling. She moved to lean with them and Juno’s head tipped a bit forward so they could keep their eyes on her face. They hadn’t been meaning to loom when they’d gotten comfortable, but now their lanky self was shadowing Daisy a bit. They liked how flustered she seemed, like she could hardly manage to speak in their presence, it was good when people were so caught by their appearance. Juno knew they were attractive, they loved when others acknowledged it too. For a moment they thought she might not even answer them, but after a moment she managed to meet their eyes. “Yeah...?” They prompted, wanting to hear her honesty. And then it seemed like she couldn’t stop talking. Juno’s teeth caught on their lip as she began, chuckling under their breath when she admitted that she was there for them. “Mmn, yeah, I recognize you from my shifts,” they let her know, it was hard not to notice someone who looked so sweet amongst the rest of the usual crowd. “Looks like you’ve finally managed to catch me.” “You are rambling. But don’t worry, it’s rather cute,” they reassured with a smirk. “I’m flattered you’d come looking for me.” Laughing again, they raised their eyebrows and immediately offered the joint. They really had been offering, after all. Juno was known to stop and talk to just about anyone, and with that red face and those cute mannerism, they were already having a good time talking with Daisy. They wanted to keep her a while, if they could. Perhaps the fact she’d been seeking out their company would keep her longer. Their fingertips brushed in the hand off. “I’m Juno,” they introduced theirself and their hand slipped from their head, wanting to reach over and brush a strand of hair from her face, watching her as they did so they could stop if she didn’t want the touch. “So how’re you liking the club? You seem too sweet for the party scene, but I see you... Nearly every week, right?”

[junolyn-j]

dvisyhookum​:

Daisy had never really been the type of person that enjoyed partying or drinking. She always preferred a quiet night at home, curled around a bowl of popcorn and a muggle film playing on her television. But she couldn’t say no when her friends from primary school invited her to go dance at some new club. It would be good, to get away from her problems and simply hang out with some muggles, perhaps it would be a good way to make herself feel better. So, she had gotten dressed up in a cute outfit - a pastel pink off-the-shoulder sundress, speckled with little white and yellow flowers - and added a ridiculous amount of glitter to her eyelids before heading out with her friends.

The night was rather fun, she had gotten quite drunk and enjoyed herself on the dancefloor. But Daisy had a difficult time taking her eyes off the person in the DJ booth. They were absolutely beautiful, somebody that looked like they were bad for her. Apparently she had a type. All she wanted was to capture their attention and she dragged her friends up closer to the booth and danced there until the club closed down. Unfortunately, it seemed her plan had failed, and Daisy went home feeling rather disappointed before returning on her own the following night. She had gone to the club every weekend since, not entirely sure how to approach them, so she continued to keep close proximity in hopes that they would initiate conversation.

Walking into the club on a Thursday night, Daisy pouted as she realized they weren’t there, and only stayed long enough to have a single drink before deciding to head out. There was no point in being there if the person she was trying to impress wasn’t there. Once she was outside, Daisy turned the corner so she could apparate away in privacy, but her steps halted when she crashed into somebody else. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry!” Daisy squealed, taking a step back and bringing her eyes up to meet theirs. Feeling her eyes grow wide as she took in the sight in front of her, Daisy’s cheeks turned bright red. This was what she wanted - she wanted to talk to them - but now that they were right here in front of her, she hadn’t a clue what to say. So, she simply stared for a moment before shaking her head and smiling. “I’m sorry - are you alright? I’m horribly clumsy, always bumping into people. Usually with a little more grace, but I’ve had something to drink and can barely walk in a straight line thanks to my two left feet.”

@junolyn-j​

It was one of their off nights and Juno found theirself taking full advantage for a night out at the club. They their job, they loved to be behind the DJ booth playing music and controlling the vibe. But tonight someone else would be controlling the vibe, and all Juno had to do was move with it. They had been there for a couple of hours already and they had a light sheen of sweat to them from their near constant movement, dancing and partying, following beautiful people around on the dance floor. But they were getting a little tired and they needed a break for fresh air. Blowing some kisses and waving off the people they had been dancing with, they made their way through the crowd and back out the door into the night. The cool air hit their face and immediately made them feel energized again, so much more awake. They closed their eyes for a moment, tipping their head back and grinning up at the night sky. “Ace,” they murmured to theirself, taking a deep breath before continuing on, hearing a couple of others smoking in the doorway laugh as they watched them, and laughing along with them as they tucked theirself a little bit more to the side. They moved to lean against the wall before they were properly close enough and almost fell against it, but caught theirself last moment with a palm, setting theirself right with their upper back pressed firmly to the bricks. They took a joint from the pocket, lit it, smoked a couple of hoots and watched the other club goers who were milling about outside with them. Every here or there they’d reply to something someone said, and they would laugh all together before moving on again. Even with the dull pounding of  music muffled from inside, it was chill. Juno let their head rest back against the wall and closed their eyes a moment, enjoying the sounds and the night and their smoke. Their free hand drummed against their leg where it rested, following the beat of the music.

Suddenly they felt a jolt, a weight shoving into them and leaning off-balance as they were, they stumbled a couple of steps before catching theirself with a chuckle. Gravity was really coming for them tonight. Hearing the sound of that squealed apology, Juno turned back around immediately with a bright smile on their face, “s’alright, i’m still living,” and their grin widened a little bit at the sight of the cute girl standing in front of them. They recognized her, she was a frequent patron at the club. Immediately they shifted theirself to relax again for the conversation, one arm coming up to rest against the wall this time, a hand in their hair while the other brought their joint back up to their lips. “Don’t worry on it, love, i’ve got some pretty silly fucking feet, myself. Neither of us hit the ground so i’d say we’re alright, wouldn’t you agree?” They maintained eye contact as they spoke, their eyes warm and golden like amber. Their tongue fiddled a bit with one of the studs in their lip. The grin never left their face. “You out for a smoke, calling it a night...?”