Birthright.

We don't need another fucking lie.

[murakawatoru]

[lightyeger]

             Their phone call earlier in the day had been brief, will there be girls and beer? Yes. It was nice to know where Hyde’s priories were. Jonah knew he’d lived in the city less than a year - he hadn’t asked for exact details. He probably didn’t have anything better to do - and knew a finite amount of people. He’d anticipated the man accepting the invite, being in a new area had to be difficult. Meeting people was never easy - what better place to do so than a party? It was nothing big. A friend of a friend’s house, he’d met the guy once. Cheeks vouched for him and there was supposed to be a keg - burgers and hot dogs. 

               Hyde had driven to his house so they could arrive together, introductions made less awkward with him being a mutual party. When they arrive Jonah led in obligatory introductions, cheeks - the host. Anyone else was deemed unimportant to Jonah himself, so he didn’t waste his time in clarifying who was who.  

       “The keg’s in the backyard,” he finally murmured to his plus one once the necessary social steps had been taken. They were standing in the sparsely populated kitchen, he’s holding a small handful of chips that he’d claimed from a bag on the kitchen bar. // @groovesrecords​

[lightyeger]

Okay, but like this for a thing.

[lightyeger]

“SHUT THE FUCK UP! Hey, enough, enough! Listen, we’ve heard it all before. I didn’t know what I was doing, I was just following orders, I’m sorry for what I did, I thought we were building a better world. We’ve heard them all, all the reasons, all the excuses. YOU DID HORRIBLE FUCKING THINGS, you enslaved hundreds of people, you killed thousands with your weapons. Then you come to the united states and live a life of celebrity. Sipping mai tais, gargling Walt Disney’s Jew hating balls. We don’t need another excuse. We don’t need another fucking lie. We. Are. Spent.”   ©