“Well, I mean, it’s not like I’ve tested it. I can’t sell it if I’ve already taken it out of the box.”
“But have you tried another copy? I don’t know why i’m asking that. You would have told me if you’d have.”
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“Well, I mean, it’s not like I’ve tested it. I can’t sell it if I’ve already taken it out of the box.”
“But have you tried another copy? I don’t know why i’m asking that. You would have told me if you’d have.”
Madison frowned for a moment. “Sometimes I wish I did. It was my brother and I before he disappeared, died… Now it’s just me.” Her parents were around too but a lot of days they felt like shell of people only capable of worrying. “Do you wish you did know all of them?” Big families had always kind of fascinated her. Right, the photos. Madison did what she had to do trying not to think of the camera. It was hard but she managed because she hated staged looking photos. “So why the photos? Are you a photographer?”
“I’m sorry.” it wasn’t her intention to bring up bad memories, especially if they concerned someone close to her like her brother. “I guess. I’ve heard a lot about them, but i’m not sure they’d be all too interested in hanging out with the misfits of the family.” Lea bit the inside of her mouth, returning her focus to the camera. “I want to be. I like capturing memories. For myself, and others.”
“You’re welcome. Probably not, but you’d be surprised by how coaxing some people can be. I just want you to be safe, you know? I’d love another drink. What’s your poison for tonight?”
“Me? I’m always safe, you should know this by now. How about a rum and coke?”
“So, see anyone you might be interested in yet?”
“Of course I do, but you’re not the only one whose gonna get their ass kicked if we’re caught in a pickle. Rum and coke it is.”
“Well, you know I don't usually have a set type, but tonight nobody has really caught my interest. What about you?”
“I might, vaguely, remember that. Thanks for the reminder, sis. Oh, yeah, good to know. You know I’d never fit in with that crowd, anyway. I don’t think they take too kindly to the goody-two-shoes type. What about you? Do you want to grab another drink?”
“You’re welcome. Probably not, but you’d be surprised by how coaxing some people can be. I just want you to be safe, you know? I’d love another drink. What’s your poison for tonight?”
Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about…
🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves. 😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 😉 …someone my muse has had sex with. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.
“No, any rumors you’ve heard about this card shop being ‘haunted’ are pure fabrication… but if you’re interested in ghosts, we’ve got a collectible Azure Green Celtic-knotwork Ouija board here for only eighty-five dollars. The real McCoy, got a certificate of authenticity and everything.”
“Interesting... Eighty-five dollars? Are you sure it’d work?”
“Oh, I love that outfit. Don’t tell me there’s actually a good shopping center in town.”
“You think so? I’ve had it for forever,but this is my first time wearing it. I guess you could say i’m a big fan of blue.”
“I just… I can’t..”
“Are you okay..?”
I’m sick and tired of hanging out my window. I’ve learnt from past experience rain can’t make flowers grow.
“Right. Have you thought about visiting there, or them? If it’s a person.” whatever his home was, Lea just hoped he’d be able to return to it soon. “Why’s that?”
“It’s a little more complicated than that, unfortunately.” Joel lifted his shoulders a little as though to say ‘Don’t worry about it!’ and add the nonchalant ‘I got used to it.’ He’d figure out a solution eventually… he hoped. “Because it’s her.”
“I’m sorry. Can I ask what you mean by it’s her?” Lea offered a soft smile, wondering if the male felt the way he seemed to show or if his true emotions were burried deep inside.
“I’m the same. It seems pretty pointless, and walking never really hurts anybody.”
“Yeah, the furthest thing is the pier and that’s – what? Half a mile from the main street?”
“It’s like we’re all so close together, everybody is everyones neighbour.”
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“Thanks, but i’m not really that hungry.”
‘’Yeah,that’s too bad, but I don’t give a damn.However,you still need to pay the bill.’’
“And I understand that, but I didn’t order this. Someone must have dashed.”
What warning label would you put on my muse?
Send me a ship and I'll tell you...
who’s the cuddler:
who makes the bed:
who wakes up first:
who has the weird taste in music:
who is more protective:
who sings in the shower:
who cries during movies:
who spends the most while out shopping:
who kisses more roughly:
who is more dominate:
my rating of the ship from 1-10:
“Thanks, but i’m not really that hungry.”
We The Kings - Sad Song (feat. Elena Coats)
Sneaking around behind her brothers back had been an allure to being with Ethan, but of course it wasn’t the only one. He was quite literally the most attractive guy in Bentley, without a doubt, and he flattered her – made her feel special even though it was probably part of the ploy to get into her panties. Lea hadn’t expected it to go this far, but it had. And here they were. “You know I like you, too. More than I should. Especially since coming back.” the words fell from her tongue before she could bite them back. One aspect of intoxication that she always had conflict with. “Everything else feels so strange, but being with you… Shit…” she couldn’t look at him. Embarrassment colored her cheeks and she turned away, eyes staring into open space.
He stepped away from Lea while she was speaking to him, turning his back towards her. He wondered briefly if she would take this gesture as a sting, but he needed to get away from her for a moment. Her words held so much meaning – it was almost overwhelming. Ethan shut his eyes briefly before turning back around. “Is right now really when we should be discussing this?” She was drunk, and he – He was being himself, rather he was putting on the persona he reserved for those least close to him, the one seen most frequently around Bentley. “I’m going to take you home.”
You know that feeling where you swallow a piece of food but its too big because you haven’t chewed it properly? That’s what Lea felt as soon as Ethan turned away. It was one thing to take a step back, but to stop facing her entirely was something else entirely. She knew better than most how he could be; they’d known each other for so long. While others wouldn’t know when he was at his weakest, Lea could. She knew where his demons hid. “I know you don’t want to talk about it, but is there ever going to be a good time?” symapthy tinted her tone, words only slightly slurred as the alcohol slowly begun to fade thanks to Ethan cutting her off. “I don’t want to go home. I’m not going home.” there it was; the Caine stubbornness finally making its appearance.