Today's Document
if i look back, i am lost
ellievsbear
Origami Around
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Peter Solarz
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
shark vs the universe
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
almost home
NASA
EXPECTATIONS
Kiana Khansmith
Jules of Nature
Sade Olutola
occasionally subtle
Claire Keane
blake kathryn
seen from Australia
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seen from United States
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@kxnnethmiller
Sophie clapped politely as the song ended, glad that the first busker she had ever accosted actually had some talent. With a chuckle, she shook her head at his words. “Oh come on, where’s your sense of rebellion?”
"Locked up with the rest of my ambitions." He replied dully and shrugged, lazily picking at the strings of his guitar once again. Don't get him wrong, he was the kind to break the rules but sometimes even that wasn't fun.
mobile--
Youngjae shrugged as well before parting his lip to reply at the other male. “Sure, man.. It’ll get pretty lonely in here and I don’t have a lot of friends yet, so having your company will be cool.” He nodded.
One had to be pretty lonely to choose company over beer or some kind of drug. Hell, what'd you except when you were a new kid in town? Kenneth continued to nod and surpressed a slight smile but, unfortunately it seeped in just a bit. "'Kay. Cool."
The dude was pretty good at this. She couldn’t help but smile as the song started, and the grin widened when he started singing. Sophie soon found herself tapping her foot along to the beat, quietly wondering what a guy like this was doing playing on the streets.”Hey, man, you ever considered taking this act on the road?”
Finishing the song with a bang (it wouldn't be fun any other way) and let out a small happy laugh with a smile. The male looked up at the girl once she spoke and replied, "Like hell I could. Me mudda would cut my head off."
"Ohh—" He raised his eyebrows. "That’s— easy, I guess.. since I won’t go anywhere." He smiled softly. "Sure man, whatever you want. I mean— I do owe you big time."
Keneth gave a curt nod and cracked his fingers before resting them behind his head. "I think they said you'd be in here for weeks-- wasn't paying much attention though." He scratched his head then scrunched his nose for a moment and shrugged. "Guess I'll just..uh..-" It felt weird to say out loud. "Come when I want some?"
WHEN YOU WANT TO SHIP THE THING BUT YOU DON’T KNOW IF YOUR PARTNER WANTS TO SHIP THE THING
Even if he didn’t know any of the songs she wanted, at least it was only five bucks she would have wasted. Smiling, she named off her first request, wondering if the artist was more rock-inclined, or could manage the twang she asked of him. “You know Walk the Line?” Surely everyone knew even a little bit of the Man in Black.
Music, being the only thing that made sense to him, came so inredibly easy for him it was truly magical. Nodding, having known the song she suggested, the musician began to strum. He didn't sing, not at first. Slowly but surely, he got more into the song and sang quietly.
Jae was caught off-guard when the other male grabbed the upper part of his shirt, his eyes widening with a bit of horrified look on his face. His voice, starting to shake as he was still weak from what happened earlier. “W-what d-do you want?”
Coming to his sense, and realizing what had happened to the male he let go of him and sat back down, leaning against the back of it. He had an idea in mind but tht certainly wasn't something to say out loud. "Company first-- then I don't know what else next."
"Yeah— you might kill patients with that thing— and they have a fine for smoking inside so you better quit doing that." He replied while nodding. "Payback—? U-uh sure, okay man.. Let me just get my wallet that has been stolen by some dude I met in the alleyway.”
He really didn't believe that one measly cigarette was going to kill but he still took it away back behind his ear. Widening his eyes once he heard the slight bitterness of the male's voice, he slammed his feet down on the floor and reached for the others collar. "Don't you dare get smart with me, bastard. I saved your fucking life and if I had the chance I ain't sure if I'd do it again." He threatened. Besides money wasn't the only way to pay someone back.
"Kenny sounds way weird, I prefer Kenneth— if that thing annoys you then I’ll keep calling you that." Youngjae put up a smile on his face, he was clearly joking around, teasing the other playfully. "I’m kidding, man.. Uh—-." He scratched his head before shrugging his shoulders. "Um, thanks for helping me back there, man.. Really.."
The Brooklyn native wasn't very impressed with the others joke-- but it always hard to impress a kid like him. Crossing one ankle over the other, he shrugged and clicked his tongue. "I just better get some kind of goddamn payback, ya hear?" He replied, raising his brows as he points to the male before plucking the cigarette from behind his ear-- and then realizing where he was. "..You can't smoke in here right?"
"Yes, yes I was well done — okay maybe it doesn’t. Still not going"
"Didn't realize how uptight you were."
"Look I’m not going on a date with you, I’m your makeup artist"
"You were me artist for one day, don' make you me artist."
{ kxnnethmiller }
He takes note of the tone of the boy’s voice. He’s not surprised at the sound, but he also doesn’t like it. Teeth capture his bottom lip and he gnaws at it for a moment until his eyes meet the other’s gaze as he speaks. “What? No. Am I bleeding?” He asks, not daring to look at his cuts. He didn’t even want to think about the way he looked, though he dared to look down at his clothing, groaning when he notices the dirt on his white shirt. “No, this is not okay.” He mutters, shaking his head and getting to his feet with a slight grunt.
He picks up his back and settles it onto his shoulder before looking around for his skateboard. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to almost run you over.” He mumbles, looking at the boy before he spots his board right behind him. He walks past him and picks it up, tucking it under his arm.
God damn Kenny boy you've grown soft. Leaning back to stand up straight, he let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his eyes. Once the stranger had looked down, Kenneth followed her gaze before peeking up and raised his brows. He was rather tall.. and needed a haircut. The musician would be gladly to do it for him-- the thought of it made the boy have to surpress a smirk yet it is washed away as soon as it came.
"I ain't hurt. You don' have to apologize for nothin'." He replied with a shrug, sliding his hands into his pockets. Scuffing his shoe on the pavement, he scratched his head. "If you feel really sorry you'd buy me somethin'."
