Lost Boy

"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me. Away from all of reality

[jensent5-blog]

“kay so i’m gonna need you to calm down.” jensen wasn’t accustomed to being yelled at like a common criminal and she wasn’t about to start. “your door was unlocked.” she explained, “and while you were karate chopping your way through expensive wood my basketball landed in your yard and we kind of want it back.” she took a step closer, “you should clean that before you get an infection.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

“Im gonna need you to not barge into my apartment,” he said, imitating her. He sighed and begun tapping his foot, he really didn’t need her to be wasting his time right now. ”Well maybe you shouldn’t have been throwing it into my yard, he said. “Look go get your damn basktball,” he sighed defeatedly before turning around to pick up glass shards.

[evieaf-blog]

Evie shook her head, trying to hide the shock on her face as she dropped down to her knees and began picking up the glass shards she knew wouldn’t cut her fingers. “No, it’s okay,” she assured him, cupping the pieces in her hands. “I can help clean up. Don’t worry about it. We all have our days.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan looked at her and began picking up the smaller sharper pieces. “Really it’s fine, Evie,” he sighed looking over at her. “I can do this, I don’t want you to get hurt, Phe would kill me.”

[marcymarce-blog]

Unpacking was never something Marceline particularly enjoyed doing. So, when she heard glass shattering from the apartment next to her, she was more than happy to take a break to see what was going on.

Knocking on the door lightly, she raised her voice a little, “Hey! Um, it’s your neighbor. Just came to see if everything was alright….and you weren’t getting robbed or anything.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan let out a deep sigh dropping the large wooden photo frame on the ground, he had glass in his hads, but he could careless about that. He walked to the door and opened it. “It’s fine, just making a  bit of a mess. Welcome to the apartment,” he said solemnly.

[opheliapls-blog]

“Nothing like a city wide christmas extravaganza to remind you how little holly and jolly you can take. I mean there’s mistletoe every block and some creepy man waiting under it, so be careful where you walk, trust me, they’re persistent. Also the free hot chocolate is watered down and not so hot. Remind me not to come home for the holidays ever again. Remind me to just avoid the holidays.” 

[logann-alexander-blog]

“Well someones sounding a little like me ther, Phe. We haven’t really gotten to ever have a good holiday, please let’s try to enjoy this one? It’s our first holidays together in a very long time.”

[itsariel-lucas-blog]

Everything looks the same but doesn’t. How is that possible? And I haven’t even checked if my favorite sleeping spots still there.

[logann-alexander-blog]

“That’s how I felt too, it’s not much different though, you just haven’t gotten over the intial shock yet.”

[fnmakayla-blog]

—– * Nathaniel * —–

The Puerto Rican had just arrived back to Brighton and honestly, she was more then nervous. So many things happened here since she was a teenager and now that she was a young adult all grown up, She didn’t want to run into others she went to high school with. As night fall began to rise, It was closing time in the Pet Shop she worked in as Cashier. It was a well paying job so it didn’t matter if she had to deal with rude customers. As she heard the ringing of the door opening, She was leaning down to fix the stocking she had to finish. “I’m sorry but we’re closed. “ She said as she didn’t bother to turn to the other, well atleast not after she finished the stocking to see Nate. She looked at him and rasied a brow, “Na-Nate? “ She asks a bit nervous, feeling her heart racing. “What are you doing here? “

[logann-alexander-blog]

Nathaniel had been back to his hometwon for two days, and he was already starting to feel just like old times. Every corner he turned, another one of his childhood friends appaered. As much as he could careless about his high school days, seeing as in the past few years he’d matured from them-- or at least he’d like to think so, he did care. It was a nice familiar feeling, something he didn’t get from the office. He was staying with his mom while working on opening the brand new chain stoe up just outside of Brighton, and she’d been sending him out on missions left and right. His latest one? Get some more fog food. He walked into the pet store, smoothing down his business attire, he barely made it two steps before stopping dead in his tracks. “Makayla?” he asked, his surprise evident. “I’m back in town working, what are you doing here?” he asked, walking towards her. 

[evieaf-blog]

Despite the problems she’d had in her life, violence had never been a contributing factor. She was luckier than some – a fact that seemed to slip away from her a little too often, only to be so painfully brought back up at the worst of moments. Like now. Her eyes widened before she shut them completely, flinching back as glass flew everywhere. “Holy shit,” she murmured under her breath when she opened them again, assessing the damage. “I-I’m sorry,” she stammered, unsure of what to say. She had always been closer to Ophelia than to her twin brother. “I’ll leave.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan turned around, he hadn’t really realized Evie had been standing there, though he shouldn’t have been surprised Ophelia and her were good friends. He tuned around. “No, no, you don’t have to leave, um, Ophelia should be back soon, I’ll just clean this up. Sorry.” He said, slightly embarrassed. 

[superbsouls]

Forrest heard the shatter of glass through the thin walls of his new apartment. “What the fuck?” he murmured, banging on the wall. “Do I need to call the cops? IS everyone okay?”

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan rolled his eyes, could his new next door neighbor be anymore annoying? “It’s fine, how ‘bout you just mind your god damn business,” he shouted back through the wall.

[ofzoeys-blog]

“No you’re not, you’re hurt.” She said her brows knitting together. She stared blankly up at his cuts and turned around. Several minutes later she returned arms occupied by a first aid kit. “My uncle was a doctor.” She said plainly.

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan raised an eyebrow, curous to her stubborness. By then the person would’ve gone about their day, letting him handle his own business. He huffed his breath and gave in, letting her fix him up wasn’t that big a deal, he supposed. “What are you doing?”

[elliegdi-blog]

I was at this quaint store down the block from here— sounds great, doesn’t it? So, I was browsing through the aisles. Like people normally do as they’re shopping and I happen to be a big fan of melons, you know like cantaloupe and other fruity shit. Before I can even put them in my little cart some frat boy is honestly on top of me, which is not an exaggeration. I tried to move out of his way, because everyone deserves their fair share of melons. But, he literally pressed himself against me and whispered, “the only melons I like are yours”. It was half past nine and he reeked of alcohol and disappointment. First of all—… I was supposed to be making a proper reappearance here! Cheers to being home.

[logann-alexander-blog]

“So glad I skipped the whole college phase, I couldn’t imagine being a frat boy. I hope you gave him the smack in the face he desrved, if he’s going to try to come onto you, he has to do it better then that. There were ten million things wrong with how he approached you, and I think I should beat him up. It’s nice to see you again, Cam,”

[logann-alexander-blog]

.

[ofzoeys-blog]

Margot’s eyes went as wide as saucers. Her lips parted slightly she reached up tenderly to touch one of the cuts on his skin. “You’re hurt.” She said it more as a question than anything but she supposed it had something to do with the shattered glass she could see on the floor of his apartment.

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan pulled away quickly-- natural instinct. His bows furrowed for a second before his stare became blank again. “I’m fine,” he said sternly. “Do you need something?” he said rying to kepp his voice calm.

[jensent5-blog]

leave it to scarlet monroe to somehow lose their basketball in another person’s yard. usually jensen wouldn’t care, but considering the ball was a gift from her father she really wanted it back. she knocked on the door but there was no answer. “hello?” she asks, slowly opening the door, wiping her hands together disgustingly at the dust that cluttered her fingers. she continued further into the house, “holy chanel and dior it’s like i’m in a horror movie.” and on cue she heard the slamming of a frame and jumped slightly, “i’m way too pretty to die in this dusty house.” she tilted her head back, “you’re gonna follow the sound aren’t you, jensen? of course you are.” she turned the corner to see logan and raised an eyebrow, “um… practicing for a tv remake of the hulk?”

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan looked at the mess he made. “Shit...” he muttered under his breath. He picked at the pieces that were stuck in his hand wiping away the blood. It didn’t really hurt, or maybe he was just immune to the pain. “What are you doing in here?’” he said turning around. It was not a good time for someone to just barge in. “Well what the hell do you want?” he said growing impatient.

[ofzoeys-blog]

“Logan?” The voice outside his apartment was so soft you could’ve missed it. Margot lived in the same complex as he did, she’d opted to go out on her own, since she didn’t have a college degree she only felt like some sort of failure living at home. The sound of glass shattering had roused her from a book and quick as a hummingbird she was knocking on his apartment door, hands still trembling.

[logann-alexander-blog]

Logan looked at the mess he’d made, which of course only made him more angry. When he heard a quiet voice he let out a large huff, the last thing he wanted to do was be bothered. He staalked over to the door before swinging open the door. “Yes?” he said, un bothered, while trying to pick the glass out from his skin.

[oxhelia-deactivated20160522]

“I don’t need toxic people in my life.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

I didn’t ask you what you needed, cause that would imply that I care.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

Rage was something Logan didn’t like, but he had certain trait that made him seem to lash out so easily. He aced back and forth in his apartment before picking up the only picture their family ever took together, before picking it up and slamming it. Glass shards flew everywhere, a few shard slipping into his own skin. “I don’t even know why this fuckin’ picture is in here.” 

[oxhelia-deactivated20160522]

“You know, the worst part about all of this, is that they’ve closed down that old tea store. I mean, I might as well just get back on the plane now.”

[logann-alexander-blog]

“I wouldn’t mind that. The tea shop was an eyesore.”