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zaleskifm‌:

it’s okay, he almost wanted to tell her again. instead, hal watched her turn away from him. “it wasn’t all you.” he’s acknowledged his part in their downfall almost from the beginning, but in the brief time that it took him to realize his mistakes, artemis had packed up her things and vanished in the middle of the night. “i was an insensitive fucking idiot about the thanksgiving thing.”

“But you didn’t know,” Artemis shook her head. She was shit at communication, she knew that, but things were good between them. When it came to her family, however, she shut down, and didn’t talk to him when she should’ve. “I shouldn’t have walked away,” she turned back to him, tears falling.

#c: hal

zaleskifm‌:

hal saw artemis when he opened his front door and he was…nonplussed. he watched her walk into his living room and left the door ajar as he turned around, facing her with a small frown. he blinked at the use of his first name, unused to hearing it even from her. “…for barging into my apartment?” it’s okay, he considered telling her, but he didn’t.

Artemis shook her head. She didn’t know what to say, or how to fix this--she just knew she had to. “For destroying us,” she admitted softly, turning away from him as tears formed in her eyes. This was a lot harder than she thought, but she knew she had to say it.

#c: hal

Ask me anything

ofcnoel‌:

“ course.” noel nods, a small smile on his face. it felt like a little bit of a step in the right direction. there’s no good advice on how to mend a relationship with your sister. really, he’s just winging it. “so , do you know when mom will be back?”

“I think tomorrow,” Artemis explained, turning back to him and tilting her head. “We’re... getting dinner on Thursday night. If you want to come,” she didn’t know why she did that, but deep down Artemis knew she missed her brother.

#c: noel

zaleskifm‌:

there was a basketball game on, and he cranked up the volume as he stretched out across the couch, feet dangling over one of the armrests because he’s too tall to fit. it didn’t help. he was still thinking about her, even as he got up to answer a knock at his door. used to be ours, he mused to himself. hal’s dark gaze widened as he pulled on the knob and saw her standing on his doorstep. “uh…” he folded his arms and nodded in greeting. “…hey.”

Artemis almost felt like she wasn’t even in her own body anymore, like she had no control and was forced to watch at this point. “Hi,” she said, walking into the apartment like she owned the place--which, for a period of time, she did. Turning to Hal, she huffed, tilting her head. “I--” she didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry, Nathen.”

#c: hal

ftsidney‌:

“ hopefully . ” his shoulders lift in a noncommittal shrug . “ i can tell you that whenever it drops , it’s gonna be a fuckin’ hit . shit’s fire . i can’t lie . ” he nods his head , lifting his glass to his lips to take a sip of his drink . “ is salt lake any fun ? haven’t been there for more than a day at a time . ”

“Your shit’s always good,” Artemis said simply, taking another sip of her drink and shaking her head. It was true, she had always been a fan of his music. Shaking her head, she sighed. “Not really, that’s why I fly back when I’m not shooting. It’s boring as hell.”

#c: sidney

ofcnoel‌

noel nods, quietly at first. would he normally choose to watch HSMTMTS? no. but, he’d probably always enjoy seeing his sister onscreen. he’s proud of her. “ yeah , of course. i’ll watch anything you do, arty. ”

Artemis didn’t really know what to say--their relationship was so strained that she didn’t even think he’d watch it. She sighed. “Well... thank you,” she said simply, nodding her head and turning to put some more groceries away.

#c: noel

this is a FORMAL starter call for artemis laurant!

#excess:start

@ofhal

Artemis had royally fucked up, she knew that, but there was no going back--she had admitted her mistake in the break up, and now she had to confront it. After drinking a glass or two of wine for confidence, she Ubered over to Hal’s apartment. Well, their apartment, but she no longer lived there. Sighing nervously, she headed up and knocked on the door, running her fingers through her hair. She had no idea what she’d say when (and if) he opened the door.