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"If I don’t write it, it will torment me to death."

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shaemckinley:

Levi Fletcher was cute. It had taken months for Shae to pinpoint exactly why she’d let herself become half attached to perhaps the biggest threat to her livelihood in Foxcroft, Marcus Murphy aside. Levi was like a dog with a bone when he got the first whiff of a good story, nosing around every bit of local scuttlebutt with the due diligence a Pulitzer Prize-worthy topic deserved. Calypso had been open for years but had yet to fall into Levi’s crosshairs. Instead of avoiding the boy who came back home, Shae found herself enjoying his company, perhaps because he was exactly the sort of man her mother would have loved to see her ‘settle down’ with. Levi had merits of his own, of course, but it was out of a deep-rooted if latent love for her estranged mother that Shae drifted back to Levi time after time. Hanging out with Levi made her feel close to the woman she hadn’t spoken to in years. 

Shae had always wondered why he’d never set it on her in earnest about Calypso and the persistent rumour that she was a bona fide black-cat-owning-broomstick-riding-wart-sporting witch, but asking him outright was as good as painting a target on her back. Still, she gave Levi’s shoulder a familiar little squeeze with her lean fingers before climbing up (almost literally; she took a moment to curse her meagre height on a near-daily basis) on to the bar stool next to Levi. She waved a hand to Logan, ordered a gin and tonic, and fixed Levi with a winsome smile the likes of which he’d seen many a times before. 

“I’ll tell you who stopped by my shop today if you tell me the latest hot gossip.” 

There was something different about Shae, something that drew Levi to her so naturally. There weren’t that many people in Foxcroft that he had found himself wanting to spend time with and Shae just happened to be one of the people on the very short list. It was almost like Levi was a different person when she was around. It was surprisingly nice to be completely honest. While most people looked over her for her craft, Levi couldn’t help but be drawn to her more because of it. Of course, it the Calypso was a good lead for him, especially when someone unusual walked into the shop. But he couldn’t lie, he was curious about the things that Shae did in her shop. There must be a reason why there’s a few people who stand by the things that she could do and he wanted to know what it was. But every time he tried making himself go into the shop, there was something stopping him. Instead, the bar is where he’d have to go if he wanted to spend some quality time with her.

As she made her way over to the counter, Levi sat up a little bit and watched her carefully, almost afraid that he would miss something if he looked away even for a moment. And as she her figures touched his shoulder, he smiled widen as he placed an arm on her lower back to help her up onto her seat. It was another moment or two before Levi finally looked away from her and took another drink from his own glass as Logan came over to take care of her. Once Logan walked away and Shae flashed that smile of her’s that could easily cast a spell over anyone who was at the receiving end of it, Levi knew exactly what was coming next.

“Now that doesn’t exactly sound like a fair trade to you, hot gossip is a rare thing to come by here.” He looked over his shoulder before leaning onto of the counter. “Here’s something you might like. I just did an interview with Miss Foxcroft herself.”

[zackbanes]

rudford’s diner//open

There wasn’t much that a large platter of buffalo chicken cheese fries couldn’t cure. Unfortunately, though, losing your best friend was one of those few things. That had been a year ago but, unfortunately, all the business with Adam Foxcroft had reopened old wounds. Even now, there was some sort of ceremony going on for the kid – apparently, not hindered by the fact that his body was gone. The whole thing sent stirrings of fear and paranoia deep into Dominic. That could mostly be explained, though, by the local police jonesing to pin the whole of everything on to him. He kept expecting red and blue to light up his sight line.

So, yeah, that was a lot to ask a plate of fries to cure, no matter how good they were.

But it did cheer him up superficially. Brought a smile to his face as he dug out one of the more smothered, crinkle-cut beauties. Taking his first bite, Dominic let out an appreciative hum. Then he dug in with real gusto.

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“You doing alright man?” Levi asked as he looked down as Dominic continued to shove the fries into his mouth. Usually Levi would’ve minded his own business, picked up his order like he usually did on his days off from work. Usually Cherry would stop him and they chat for a bit before making his way back out to his car to take it home to eat. Maybe if he hadn’t had left, things wouldn’t had felt so weird as they did now. But he did leave and now the only time he really felt that he could eat without any judgement was after his radio show when it was just him and the staff members.

Levi turned to check the take out counter to see that his order wasn’t ready yet. Seeing that he had time, Levi leaned against the booth as he looked back at Dominic.

“You know they will still be there in a minute. There’s no need to scarf them down. I know they’re amazing and all, but no need to choke on one.”

[mancandykings]

Alfred Enoch by Vincent Dolman for BLEU Magazine 

[levifletcher-blog]

cassidyholloway:

Cassidy grinned. “Say the word and I’ll trip on a power cord and pull something that needs replacing right off the counter or desk or table…whatever it’s on. So long as I don’t have to pay for it to be replaced. I can’t afford that,” she said, her voice pitched conspiratorially low. “I’ll promise not to make them pay for my medical bills if they just replace the old, clearly dangerous equipment. And make you station manager. Win/win.”

In her heart, she knew that Levi didn’t want to be the station manager at a tiny radio station in Foxcroft. He was destined for bigger things. As much as it pained her, she knew his return to the town was temporary. He would leave again and she would do whatever he needed to help make it happen because he deserved it. It was selfish of her to want him to stay. 

“We were thinking that the cat would tell us why Mrs. Lewis was such a cranky-pants, but instead we discovered that the cat was equally cranky. Her version of ‘No comment’ was to scratch the dickens out of us,” Cassidy reminded him. She smiled fondly at the memory before gesturing for him to lead on. “I want to see your little booth in the back. I can’t break stuff I can’t find.” 

Levi laughed as his eyes wondered around the studio before landing on her once again. “I could never ask you to actually do that. I’d hate having you be an accomplice, stuff like that spreads quickly around a small town like Foxcroft. It’d only take a few hours before the whole place thinks I’ve corrupted their sweet little baker.” There was a tilt to his head as she really considered that a win. “I rather be working as the janitor here before I’d ever let you think that this old junk is more important than you.”

He said what he said and he had meant it. Every single word. Levi could never ask Cassidy to do a single thing for him because she had already done so much, more than she might know. And he knew that she had meant what she had said and that made him only want to stick to his word more.

“I think I might still have a scar or two on my leg. That damn cat was awful, you would’ve thought we would had learned our lesson. We were persistence, that’s for sure…” Picking up on her gesture, he nodded before he turned around on his heels leading her towards the back of the studio. “Well there’s not too much for you to break in there, but I’m sure you’ll find something.”

[fc-radio-blog]

N E W S   A L E R T:

Missing girl, Lucy Palmer, found in Foxcroft swamps naked with broken camera in hand. Police are still investigating the reasons behind her disappearance. More details as the story progresses. Tune into The Moonlight Show at 2 a.m. for the latest. 

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Be careful what you ask for, you just might get it. 

Levi begged the universe to give him something to work with, anything really. He thought that Adam’s funeral after all this time was it. Oh, he couldn’t be more wrong. Levi couldn’t even dream up what had actually happened during the service. First Amelia’s speech, followed by Willa’s speech, proceeded by Willa’s fist in Amelia’s face. The story that would come from this and they hadn’t even made it back to the reception in the mansion yet. Though this was a funeral service after all, Levi couldn’t help it as he tried to fight back his excitement once everyone in the crowded room realized that the coffin that they were all mourning over was in fact empty. If he thought he had hit it big before, he had another thing coming.

Once things finally settled down in the church and things were starting to finally move along. Levi constantly looked down at his wrist to catch the time. If I get out of here in within the next hour, I’d still have time to get the story ready for tonight. But it seemed like every time he tried to slip out the door, someone else wanted to talk to him, to share stories about Adam. Figuring that now was the best time to be rude, Levi simply nodded as he listened to them go on and on while his mind was else where. After about the fifth person to stop him from leaving, Levi checked his watched and realized that he’d never get the story up now, at least not from the studio. Excusing himself from the conversation, Levi held his phone in his hands as he slipped out of the main room and began to look for an empty room to record his story on his phone.

The mansion was bigger than he remembered. Even though he had only been through a few rooms the last time he was here to interview Amelia. But apparently there was more then what meets the eyes as he continued to enter different parts of the mansion, having trouble finding a place he could really be alone. The frustration grew as the echoing of his footsteps ringed in his ears. He just needed to find a place to record for five minutes, that’s it. Just like before, the universe seemed to had listen to his request as he finally pushed open a door to the back of the house and finally found a quiet place to record.

Walking over to one of the chairs, Levi sat down and laid his phone against the coffee table as he set up his phone to record. It only took a matter of seconds before it was all set to go. He’d stream it back to the station once it was done and get back just in enough time to play it on air. His finger hovered over the little red button before he pressed it and the numbers and the screen started rolling.

“As many of you may have known, today was the day that the Foxcroft family would finally put their youngest brother to rest. I know many of you here hoping to get the latest information about the incident that happened at the church with Amelia Foxcroft and Willa Potter.. So let me start things off: Welcome to the Moonlight Show.”

Levi couldn’t explain what it was but something caught his attention. Looking up from his phone, he wasn’t sure what was going on. Slowly standing up from his seat, Levi took a few steps towards one of the windows and looked out to see the swamps. Everything seemed to be normal, yet there was something still lingering in the air. Levi would had missed it if it wasn’t for the light reflected off of it.  His mouth hung up as he let a few swears slip his lips as he squinted through the glass, “What the fuck is that?” It took him a moment to piece together what he was seeing, once he realized just what he was exactly looking at, his eyes widened as he franticly ran towards the door and flung it open as he raced outside.

He barely felt the ground beneath his feet as he continued to run over to the thing that he had saw inside. The closer he got to it, the realize that he was right about what he saw. This was the one time he didn’t want to be right.

Just like he had thought he saw, there laid a girl curled up in a ball protecting something that he couldn’t see. But the one thing he hadn’t seen from the inside from the house was all the cuts and bruises covered in dry blood that stretched across her naked body.

Levi was taken back, he wasn’t sure what to do. He lips stammered trying to figure out what to do. But before he knew it, he was calling out to anyone who could possibly hear him.

“HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME.”

His words echoed but the swamp quickly took them from itself. Levi closed the space between him and the girl as he bent down next to hear. Quickly whipping his jacket off of his body, he covered the girl as he finally got a good glimpse of her face. He couldn’t place how, but he recognized the girl. The fear and disoriented looked settled on her face as she seemed almost scared of Levi. “I’m not going to hurt you.” His voice was low and soft. His eyes continued to look over her as he tried to figure out if this was really happening or not. The sound of voices coming from the mansion caused Levi to look up. He could see the confusion resting on their faces just like it had with his. “Don’t just stand there! Someone call the police!” The urgency in his voice died down as he looked back to the girl and scooped her up into his arms. Holding her close enough that he could feel her heart beat against his own. It was in that moment that it finally hit him. He knew who the girl was. 

It was Lucy Palmer.

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N E W S   A L E R T:

“The Foxcroft family has decided to continue the reception at Foxcroft Manor, even in lieu of the unfortunate circumstances. Adam’s memory deserves to be honored through these disturbing tragedies.” – Amelia Foxcroft. 

People are encouraged to take the available vehicles from the Foxcroft Cemetery to Foxcroft Manor. 

[fc-radio-blog]

N E W S   A L E R T:

Adam Foxcroft’s body is missing from his coffin. No leads as to where his body is or whether or not someone took it. More details as the story unravels. Tune into the Moonlight Show at 2 a.m. for the latest. 

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cassidyholloway:

Turning her attention from the radio tower, she slipped into the building ahead of Levi. She shook her head but smiled, glancing back at him. “You say it’d be hard to mess up but I think you’re forgetting who you’re talking to. I’m probably the clumsiest person in Foxcroft, which doesn’t seem like much because small town and all but still… I’ll try not to break anything.” 

Calling herself clumsy had become habit, she didn’t even realize that Levi had known her longer than just about anyone in town. There was a chance he’d remember when they were younger, her mother blaming bruises on clumsiness with the same commitment. The town had believed her mother when she said it and no one seemed to doubt that her daughter had inherited the trait. Or perhaps it was just easier for everyone to swallow than the truth. 

Cassidy paused a few feet inside the door, not entirely sure where to go from there. “So…do you have an office? Or a radio booth thing? I want the grand tour. It’s so much cooler than the time we tried to host our own radio show – remember? I think the only person we got to interview other than each other was Mrs. Lewis’s cat.”

“Oh, no. I think I know exactly who I’m talking to. Maybe I just have a little bit more faith in you than you do.” Levi shook his head as he smiled over at her once he realized that her clumsiness could be useful. “Honestly if you broke anything they’d finally have to replace all this old stuff. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if you did.”

He was entirely joking and he knew that Cassidy knew that, but he could help but look over to make sure that she realized that he was only messing around. Even after all these years, Levi was still careful in making sure that he didn’t do anything that could possibly hinder their friendship. It meant too much to him to have something like a stupid joke ruin it.

“Um, not exactly. I have a small little booth in the back where I record, but I don’t have my own office yet, still have to share it for the time being.” His hands slid into his pockets are he shrugged. He wasn’t too worried about that sort of thing, if he had it his way, he’d be out of there long before they made room for him in the station. Stopping in his place he turned and looked at her before breaking out in a laugh. “We did interview Mrs. Lewis’ cat, didn’t we? Oh God, what were we even thinking?”

[ameliafoxcroft-blog]

The pile of clothes laid across Amelia’s bed mocked her indecision. She considered herself in the mirror, in her third outfit in the past half hour, smoothing her primly ironed navy trousers against her thighs before wrinkling her nose. The blouse appeared too severe; she wanted to look professional, not matronly. She slipped a cashmere turtleneck on and tucked it in, glancing herself over in 360° to ensure nothing lumped or was out of place. A hint of lipstick and mascara to darken her blonde lashes was all she needed; she kept the circles under her eyes and the pallor of her cheeks to ensure that yes, Amelia Foxcroft was human after all. 

She was not a people’s person. She wasn’t warm, charismatic, or easygoing; she was cold, aloof, and controlled. The people of the town respected her, but she doubted few (if any) truly cared for her. They knew her for her name and little to nothing else, other than she’d left in a hurry and was only back now Adam was dead. That was all they needed to concoct their own truths about her. 

Now she had the chance to correct the truth; to attempt skewing it into a light she preferred. Amelia wasn’t about to hand out trade Foxcroft secrets or sob into her hanky about her family issues – that simply wasn’t going to happen. But she was purposed to set some things clear and make a voice for herself among the gossip circulating. 

The man coming to interview her – Levi Fletcher – she had done a bit of research. Just enough to feel comfortable speaking with him; it wasn’t fair for him to ask all the questions and for her to have no answers. From a quick glance over his internet footprint Amelia gleaned that Levi, like her, was ambitious. Which begged the question: why had he come back? Amelia suspected it had something to do with finances. In the end, ambition was always tampered by money. Fortunately, she had never had to worry about that. It was suffering that dragged her back to this lonely place. 

Through the hollow walls of Foxcroft Manor she heard the ring of the doorbell. “Good enough,” she murmured, taking one last look before walking down the noisy steps to open the domineering doors of her childhood home. Like everything in this house, the door creaked. “Come in,” Amelia said, subdued. Just then, seeing Levi’s face, pulled a tug of apprehension within her. What if this was the wrong idea? 

[levifletcher-blog]

The radio hummed in the background as Levi leaned back in his seat and his thumb gently tapping against the steering wheel. As the car continued driving forward, he couldn’t help but feel like he was going the wrong way. The area that surrounded him was foreign to him. What a concept considering the size of the town and the fact that everyone knew everyone. But it seemed that Levi didn’t know anyone wealthy enough to ever make it this war back into the town. The long gates that guarded the surrounding area was just a reminder how guarded this place really was. How it seemed that the longer you spent here, the more you realized that the people here all had facades, just waiting for someone to discover what truly lies beneath.

As he crept closer and closer to the Foxcroft mansion, Levi wondered what he was doing here. He never though in a million years that anyone of the Foxcrofts would be willing to talk to the one person who got a little to personal to their brother’s case, let alone Amelia. Spending hours trying to figure out her angle here, Levi couldn’t help but question her motives. But after all that time, he had nothing but a personal invitation from the woman herself.

Realizing that he had arrived the mansion, Levi sat up in his seat as he turned the car and continued down the long drive way. He couldn’t help but look around the property as the car made its way to the front. It felt strange, surreal even being here. There was something eerie lingering in the air. But that wasn’t going to stop Levi. He had made it this far, he wasn’t going to stop now.  

Putting the car into park, Levi took a deep breath as he leaned forward to take the mansion completely in. “What am I doing here?” His voiced lingered as it filled the empty space. Not wasting any time, he reached over his seat to grab his satchel before opening his door and getting out of the car. Levi took a few steps before he stood outside of the door. Bringing his hand up, he gently knocked on the door, just trying to imagine what was awaiting him once he was inside.

It didn’t take long for the door to open and once Levi heard the creek of the door, he stood up a little bit straighter as he looked to see the woman looking back at him. If she was going to back out, it was too late now. With her offer, he stepped in without hesitant. He couldn’t tell if she was second guessing herself or if that was just the normal look that rested on her face. Levi waited for her to close the door before speaking. “So where do you want to do it?”

[levifletcher-blog]

His fingers traced the outer rim of the glass before he slowly reached for the base and brought it up to his lips to take a drink. He hardly ever drank, at least not enough to ever really get himself drunk, but for some reason, he found himself drawn to wanting just a little bit of that today. Maybe it was because he had just got done interviewing Amelia, maybe it was because he was just so tired of constantly being shit on by this stupid town. Even though this was all in his head, he immediately regretting saying what he did. Sure there were things he didn’t like about Foxcroft and he wouldn’t think twice about leaving it. But at the end of the day he did still have family there, even friends, and he couldn’t completely let go of that either.

It didn’t take long for Levi to wash down the entire glass. The expression in his eyes must’ve been enough to tell Logan that he more than ready for another drink. Levi wasn’t exactly sure how he even ended up in this bar, but now that he was here, he wasn’t sure if he was ever going to leave it. Feeling broken and defeated, Levi was stuck in this weird feeling. That’s just how his life was at the moment, this constant feeling of being stuck in between. He glanced over to his bag on the floor, papers of his field notes sticking out just enough to remind him that he should’ve been working on a piece, but not enough to entirely make him feel bad for taking another drink.

As Logan placed the drink down in front of him, it didn’t take long before it had settled in his hands. Levi just happened to take a moment to look over his shoulder when he noticed her staring at him. Almost like second nature, Levi nodded towards the other seat as he waited for her to join him. “And look what the cat dragged in.” He smirked as he watched her take the seat next to him.

@shaemckinley

[levifletcher-blog]

cassidyholloway:

She grinned, looking down the road where a pair of squirrels chased each other then back at Levi. “I know I used to joke about wanting to be a disney princess, but that’s a bit extreme, even for me.” 

There was no reason to lock up her bike, it was old and faded and distinctly hers. The basket on the front bore slightly dingy white daisies surrounding a gold plastic C – something she’d been very proud of when she was fourteen and first got the bicycle. Now that she was older and most of her friends had traded two wheels for four, she kept the basket with it’s plastic embellishments for nostalgia more than style. She had a driver’s license for identification and emergency purposes only. 

Falling into step beside Levi, Cassidy tilted her head back to take in the enormous radio tower. She had to shade her eyes with one hand to make out the blinking red light at the top. Perhaps it’s height was what made the building look small in comparison. “It’s neat, I’ve never been inside before,” she said, turning her attention back to him as they headed up to the building. “I just didn’t want to mess anything up, is all. What if I push a button by accident and make the whole town listen to Uptown Funk on repeat? I’d probably be the only one to still enjoy that.”

Levi shot her a look after realizing what she was talking about. “Very funny, Cass. But you know that isn’t what I meant…” Part of him was grateful that she was able to be so lighthearted about the situation instead of turning it into something darker and much heavier.

It was amazing  to Levi how much hadn’t changed when it came to the girl he grew to learn so much about. The way that she looked, the person she was, even her bike that she had since they were kids. There was something comforting in the fact that he knew he could always count on Cassidy to be there the same as she always was, but that feeling of comfort easily could’ve slipped into a feeling of guilt knowing that he himself had changed so much.

Waiting for her to catch up to him, Levi held the door open for her before realizing that she had stopped and was looking over at the tower. “Well today’s the day that you get to go in.” That smile of his that always seemed to be placed on his lips when he was around the girl was present as he nodded towards the door and waited for her to walk in before he followed after her. Levi watched as she took the building in, it wasn’t often that he got to share this space with people. And when he did, he was always anxious to see how they’d react to it. “It’d be extremely hard to mess things up. And anyways, people would actually have to listen to the show to know that the song was on repeat.”

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cherryxxdixon:

“Let’s be real Fletcher, you’re a lot bias. But as someone who isn’t, I can’t think of a single way there is any place better than Sticky Fingers. Cassidy works the magic man. She’s basically Jesus in human girl baker form.” The afternoon was warm and Cherry was thankful for the smooth air conditioning that hit her in the face as she opened up the door to the bakery. 

It was better than walking into a candy store. There was more options, more colors and the smell was out of this world. If you weren’t sure what you wanted there was always someone willing to give you a recommendation. “So what are you getting? I think we could start like a analysis for the town. What your favorite orders around Foxcroft say about you.” 

Levi couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh at her comment, it was true. He was biased and everyone knew that. But that wasn’t going to stop him. “And tell me how you’re not biased? But you’re right. I don’t know how she does it but it’s incredible.” Levi shrugged as he held the door open and waited for Cherry to file in.

“I don’t know, I usually let the baker choose for me.” In all honesty, if he had to choose for himself, he probably would’ve been there all day. “But that’s an interesting thought. It’s actually fantastic. Someone might just have to get on that… Let’s start with you. What are you getting, Cherry?” He asked as a smile twisted on his lips as he looked over his shoulder to her.

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wellsdonovan:

On a certain level, people like Levi made Wells uncomfortable. Curious people. It wasn’t that Wells had secrets per se, but he did have things he’d rather not talk about. A lot of things. Levi, on the other hand, struck Wells as the sort of person who went about looking for those types of things — the private things, the things people didn’t like to discuss. He’d caught Levi’s show on the radio a few times on sleepless nights, and Wells based his impression off that more than anything else. The Moonlight Show seemed to be tailor-made to unearth secrets while Wells, for his part, preferred to assume that if he was supposed to know something, someone would tell him. Otherwise, it wasn’t his business. 

“I’m sure you have to prepare for tonight’s show,” he said, which was more of a non-answer than anything else. A dismissal of sorts even. They were hours away from Levi’s show actually, but hell, maybe he did have ages of prep still left to do. Wells had no idea what went into making a radio show. “Thank you though. You said it’s off Main Street?” And then, because he really would rather not get lost again — “Would you mind telling me about how far it is from here?” ‘Nowhere near’ was disheartening, but vague. A walk might be good for him though, and at this point, Wells was already committed to tracking down what would hopefully be at least a halfway decent cup of coffee.

It wasn’t hard to tell that Wells was uncomfortable, Levi easily picked that up as he observed his mannerisms and the lack of direct eye contact when he spoke. He knew it was his fault, but Levi couldn’t help but wonder what made he feel like this. But at the same time, it wasn’t just Wells who had displayed this sort of behavior, it seemed like everyone did nowadays. After a while, it got exhausting being avoided by everyone, but just like everything else that was thrown at him, Levi had gotten used to it. He no longer second guessed himself because of other people. Who cared if someone didn’t like him or was unsure how to act around him? That was their problem and not his. There’s nothing he could do to change it, and to be frank, there’s nothing he would do about it anyways.

Levi stood there staring at the man as he tried to dismiss him. If he didn’t want Levi’s help, he wouldn’t get it. It really made no big deal to him but he couldn’t help but feel a tad bit annoyed. With a small, even inaudible, sigh escaping his lips, he flashed a brief smile. “I few extra minutes wouldn’t had killed me, but I understand. You don’t want me tagging along.” The smile that rested on his features fell flat as he spoke. “Yep, just off main street. It’s about three miles down the road. If you’ve hit the swamps, you’ve gone too far.” Levi waited to make sure that he understood the directions given to him before he began talking again. “Sooner or later, you’ll know this place like the back of your hand. I wouldn’t worry about it too much.”

[mancandykings]

Alfie Enoch photographed by Alessio Boni for Teen Vogue

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cherryxxdixon:

“Oh I know, we have your show playing in the back. Once you log off, I get your usual order going.” Cherry nodded slowly with her eyebrows raised. Alright. It seemed everyone these days was alright, bordering on insanity. Her boots kicked up dirt as she shuffled along trying to play soccer with loose pebbles. 

“I’m…alright.” She gave him a knowing look before thinking harder on just how she was doing. “It’s not been too bad, I’ve been picking up more shifts here and there. I’m basically the on call waitress. Well, Sticky fingers is basically the only reason to stick around in this town. Those vanilla cupcakes give me life.” 

“And that’s why there will never be any other restaurant that can even come close to Rudford’s when it comes to customer service.” Levi pointed out, trying to mask the comment about listening to his show. He was grateful that people listened to it, even if it was background noise.

Alright seemed to be the overall feeling at Foxcroft. Not great, not awful. Just alright. Offering a nod of his head, Levi couldn’t help but smile at that last comment. “There’s a lot of truth in what you just said. You’d think there’d be other places like it in the city, but nothing even comes close. I might be a little biased but... its true.”

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cassidyholloway:

“Darn,” she said, smiling at him, “I guess you’ll do.” She handed Levi the bag of food then flipped down the kickstand of her bicycle and swung her leg over the side. 

There was part of her that felt a little awkward – Levi had gotten out, made it clear that he wanted to be out of Foxcroft and she knew he couldn’t be thrilled about being back. She, on the other hand, had never been anywhere and couldn’t imagine living somewhere else. Leaving Foxcroft would mean leaving the only town she’d ever known and all of her friends. It sounded terrifying, if she was being honest. What if her mother needed her? Would her bakery survive anywhere else? She figured at least half the reason people came to Sticky Fingers was because there was no where else in town that provided anything similar. That wouldn’t be the case in a bigger city. 

Levi had outgrown Foxcroft, though, and she’d always known he would. She just hoped that didn’t mean he’d outgrown her as well. 

“So, this is the radio station, huh? I don’t know why I always thought it’d be bigger,” she said, looking at the building that was dwarfed by the large radio tower behind it. “I’m I allowed to tag along while you do your thing? I probably should have asked that before I just showed up, huh?”

“You guess?" There was a sarcastic yet playful tone ot his voice. "You know you could easily find better company just down the road.” Levi knew better, knew that she wouldn’t actually do that to him. At least, that’s what he told himself. He knew the others looked at him differently now, he was no longer their beacon of hope. Instead, the town’s own disappointment. An example that no one ever really leaves Foxcroft. Part of him couldn’t help but wonder the things that were said about him, he knew there had to be some stuff considering the way people’s expressions what slightly change as he walked by. Another part of him couldn’t help but wonder if his friends, family, Cassidy, though different of him now too.

As he took the bag from her, he waited until she was off of the bike before beginning to walk towards the building. Levi turned his head enough to hear her question before he shrugged his shoulders.

“Yep, this is it. I know it’s nothing much but…” Well it’s all he had now, all that he might ever get. He stopped himself right there in his thoughts. He was going to do better than this, no matter what it took. Her voice was enough to draw him back before the frown that was on his face was replace with a simple smile. “Of course you can come in, who’s going to stop you anyways? Me?”