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where is my home?

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im over at @praymata

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diedonce​.

 ❝hey,you again!❞scout’s tone is chipper,in a good mood due to the energy drink she just downed as if it were water. she bounces up to them,smiles and all,moving around not so gracefully to go up to them,chains on her torn jeans jingling while she moves about.

 ❝funny seeing you here,though it is your job. i’m just here to watch the show,not working tonight. i needed a break.❞she almost says this all in one breath before she takes a breather and laughs at herself,hand runs through short pink hair,the smile still on her face  -  genuinely happy to see the kind journalist she had met a month prier.

 ❝what brings ya back here,you know,besides the obvious? can’t imagine someone willingly coming back to this shitty town.❞

     ❛      i got a name, you know that, right?      ❜    nate laughs alongside scout, not actually showing any sort of offense.    nate is a good listener, they caught every single word that ran out of scout’s mouth.    they nod, clapping their hands in front of that.    there’s no notebook and pen in their hands.     ❛      i’m off tonight.    needed a break too and no class.      ❜

    there is another scoff at the question scout asks.    what kind of answer is appropriate for that without sounding entirely cold?     ❛      when you live in a dump like this there’s only so many places you can hang around.    am i right?     ❜

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i feel like my mike patton phase is coming back and that can only mean one thing

[rabbitmilk]

1.4.18

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daethcrush​.

scout chuckles at the question,a smirk growing on pouty lips,❝sorry,i don’t get asked this very often. it’s rare someone wants an interview,or asks.❞she admits,small blush of embarrassment or shyness creeping on her cheeks,she’s glad for the corpse paint caked on her face,otherwise they’d see it growing the more she speaks.

❝i’m open to the idea,if that’s what you’re wondering.❞she runs a hand through messy platinum locks,its a mess from the show she’s just helped with,not only with the stage decorating,but the photography for their sites and whatever else they use the photo’s for,her camera is tucked away safe in the band’s changing room.

❝i am assuming you’re a journalist yourself. if so,i appreciate you asking beforehand. the only other time i’ve been asked,they just spewed random questions at me.❞

    ❛      yeah, no problem.    i totally get it.      ❜    nate laughs along with her.    they keep their focus on the paint on their face.    something very different from the face painting podiums they have at the local fair, which is what’s probably intriguing them the most.    

    they adjust their journal, ragged and torn, and try keeping their pen from rolling away off their lap.    they notice their nervousness and keeps a smile on their face.    ❛      if you’re down to interview.    it’s for the local paper, this town heard about your band touring and it’s not often we get bands like yours.    i had to be the first on the scene.      ❜

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@daethcrush​  .

      ❛      how keen are you with journalists?      ❜    their job isn’t hard, they always get to interview whoever they want to.    asking beforehand is just the polite thing to do instead of bombarding with questions.

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starter call <3

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    music is blasting through nate’s headphones as they write.   there’s no telling the proper way of getting their attention, but it doesn’t hurt to try.

[theleoisallinthemind]

Stanislav Chertenkov aka Street Grapes

[mmggttss]

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i start the day lying and end with the truth that i’m dying for the knife.