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THE AFTER PARTIES were always held at martin’s yellow-ridden beach house; there was plenty of liquor to go around, just enough space to move around comfortably ( perhaps even dance ), and everywhere you looked there was a low seat to sink into where you could get absorbed into one of the marijuana fuelled discussions nearby. the crowd was immense this night, a typical characteristic of the last show of the tour, so their singer had confined himself to the smaller rooms near the back of the house, surrounded by relatively familiar people - except for one.
sat on the arm of a chair, trevett balanced his drink on one thick trunk of a thigh and listened to her speak with the smallest tension of a concentrated frown held in his features. admittedly, he wasn’t a fan of how keenly she was looking into his shades. ❛❛ … into character ? ❜❜ this wasn’t the first time he’d heard this question but he entertained it like it was fresh, wording his answer carefully within his mind. somehow it still always sounded bored when it came out. ❛❛ well i wouldn’t say i’m a don juan. i just feel like a diff’rent person onstage, ❜❜ he answered lowly, ❛❛ i’m a performer. the music is my character. so i just let it … take over. ❜❜ at this point someone nameless within vicinity of the conversation spoke up. ❛ did someone just call trev a don juan ? ❜ layered laughter - and a short, timid smile from the singer. he redirected his attention to the woman, pushing his shades up his slender nose - a defensive action. ❛❛ i don’t think i caught your name ? ❜❜
TEETH CHEW AS EYES STUDIED HIM FROM UNDER LASHES, , they not shifting when she heard the jest, and then the laughter ( how rude ) , , she takes a drink and allows him to ask her about her name, , it was genuine and she could really get behind that , , “ stevie angel . “ eyes never wavered as she moving in front of him, , her now half gone drink set on some type of stand, , maybe a table ( she wasn’t looking as she set it down ) for it didn’t matter to her, , all that had to matte was this person in front of her- he was softer than she had thought he would be and thus she felt the need to shield him from the others in the room.
and that she did, , sharp eyes casting a gaze as she tossed hair off of her shoulder and back behind her - it quickly softening as it returns to the sunglasses , , -- a slender hand lifting to shake his, , “ its a pleasure to meet you. “
REJECTION WAS SOOTHED BY A SMILE, , and mended by the feeling of his hand in hers, , stevie couldn’t fault him in not wanting her coat, , she had been taking care of him quite a lot recently, , and he just wanted to be how he was in the moment she guessed. so she let him, , and allowed her jacket to sit on her own shoulders , , brows raising as she watched him speak of their plans, , he allowing her to choose as if he hadn’t already plan this all out already.
she exhales a laugh and shakes her head, , “ i want to go pick out pumpkins-- we can carve them. “ a nod comes from her as they take a few steps, , “ we can get one for scarlet too- and ill make pie out of the -” she turns her free hand and the hand that still held his lift into the air , , think fingers wiggling as she said , , “ g u t s OoOoo. “
their hands swing back down and she chuckled , , eyes taking a moment to look around before returning to him , , “ also- you are cold i feel it in your little mitt. “ she squeezed his hand gently and then nudged him with a grin, , “ gives us a reason to drink some hot cocoa, , warm us up. “ excitement was a feeling she wasn’t expecting to feel but it is what she got as she wandered next to him, , happy to hold his hand, , happy to listen. / / @zosoperfect cnt.
DUCKY
All it takes is a PHONE CALL and he knows she has his back. And well he needed her help. Exhaling deeply he dials her number knowing it from the heart. ❝Stevie. This is Jimmy, I know we have plans for lunch today. But after are you able to help me decorate for the season. Scarlet is having some friends over for a scary movie marathon. And I think I’d like you to help me with the teenagers, they fucking scare me.❞ He was being honest, his voice soft as ever, but also studdering a bit towards the end of the phone call. That’s when he REMAINED to be quiet, letting him hear her voice.
NOTHING has been done. All Jimmy has done would be getting the boxes from the attic of his home. That was a one-man job for most of it. But now was the HARD part, to put all the decorations up. To make the inside look according to how Scarlet had envisioned it. She had told him the other day while they were all out on the town as a family. It was hard to see his daughter grow up so far. And now she was almost heading toward ADULTHOOD. He feels left out on so many things. That their relationship isn’t as strong. But maybe its all in his head. And it is. Sighing just a bit, he just looked out the window.
❝Are you still there?❞ CLEARLY, he wasn’t paying attention to their conversation. And he knew it too. ❝Excuse me for me rambling on. I can’t seem to get my head on straight these days.❞ Now shrugging his shoulders, he exhaled, feeling a bit empty on the inside. But soon that would ALL CHANGE. He just needed a friend to be around. To have some company that would understand him. To be honest he knew Stevie would be there for him. And to not judge him for how he’s feeling. Maybe even take his mind off things. All there is to do is play the WAITING GAME.
“ I’M ON MY WAY- - -” , , her voice was far from the phone as she was shoving her feet into some thigh high boots, , the ones that she would trot down the road in, , ( she had rented out a house near by just in case ) stevie wasn’t going to take chances , , not with jimmy , , not again.
as feet lead up to the door hands grab at the handle and throw it open, , “ DUCKY IM HERE?! “ she shouts and looks around before finding him shortly, , she was in some type was sweater dress that stopped right under the knee,, triangles cut out of the sides to show a sliver of skin right over the boots , , -- the heels of the shoes tap on the floor as she made her way to him placing a kiss on each cheek as she greeted him it was quick , , and just as quick was the smooth movement of her gathering all of her hair into a single ponytail , , and tying it off.
“ oh yeah- -” she turns to look at him a thought coming into her mind , , “ don’t ever apologize for talking-- i love when you talk- what I DON'T LOVE if your lack of planning“ hands smooth over her outfit and then rest on her hips, she seemed slightly out of breath as she took a moment to take everything in blue hues swimming through the boxes and then over his home, , “ okay this is easy- it’s kids they don’t pay attention to anything. “
shoulders turn slightly as she looks over at jimmy, , her face softening as she realizes that he isn’t worry about that, , so in a low but soft tone she speaks, , “ hey now- - “ stevie’s arm comes out wrapping around him and rubbing his arm softly “ don’t get in your head this is going to be great- - shes gonna love it. “ her chin lifted as she rests it on his shoulder, , she waiting till she could meet his eyes before offering him a smile, , “ you have to be brave-- and if you can’t just fake it . “ a soft kiss is places on his shoulder and she steps away from him opening a box, ,
“ thats what i do at least. “
FOR THE RECORD !
due to personal reasons i have decided to stop making sense to anyone. i will not be accepting constructive criticism nor will i be taking any questions at this or any other time
LIKE FOR A STARTER !
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zosoperfect:
This whole finding a DIFFERENT route was just him wanting to escape from EVERYTHING. It came in handy when he really wanted to just run away and become unnoticed. And yes the bushes were a pain, but it was much easier than walking through the known crowds and people stopping them. The whole nine yards of fame got annoying somedays. On top of that, he was sick of people complaining to him about useless shite. It wasn’t like he had a MAGIC WAND to wave around that fixed everyone’s issues. He was having fun with this moment. And he would be dragging along Stevie; his best friend who literally he planned almost everything with. A chuckle escaped his lips just a bit as he began to lead the way to their adventure.
OH NO. As soon as he spoke and the way her actions were. He knew she was skeptical about him and his little plan about what route they’d be taking. But she shouldn’t worry. ❝And why are you unsure?❞ Now stopping in his tracks. He felt the need to stop. To not drag her along when she spoke that STATEMENT. It struck him pretty hard. That may be just maybe they should head back. Even though he was very happy and willing to drag her along. He knows when to stop and to just let things go. To be pushed around and forced to do something wasn’t his style, not with his friends and the people he cares about. Sighing he put on his HAPPY FACE, not a fake one. It was real. He smiled and held her hand, interlocking their hands as he pulled her closer to him. Just so he could look at her and try to understand what is happening.
Sighing a little bit, just to let out SOME HOT AIR. ❝Hmm.❞ Was all he managed to say. Waiting for her to say something. Or at least just tell him to go ahead and just lead her the way out of here. ❝Do you want to head back?❞ Asking as he titled his head. It was an odd question to ask. He knew EXACTLY what he wanted to do, and the motivation was self-satisfaction. To feel the rush and quickly navigate through the thron bushes. But that feeling was now hidden away with concern for her. ❝We don’t have to talk about it. But I want to know if you really want to come with me. Or if I”m making a fool out of myself.❞ Not that he really cared. The fool reminded him of the cards of fortune. And what the cards mean are different to everyone, depends on how they’re taken and interpreted. Now glancing away and looking at the sky with his green eyes, he didn’t want her to look directly at him. Seeing that it might GIVE AWAY HIS TRUE FEELING about being confused &&. concerned.
LOCK OF THEIR GAZES CAUSE HER HEART TO SLAM, , he was close (so close) she could smell the booze on his breath as he spoke down to her , , shoulders even shuttering as the heat rolls over her cheeks in such an alluring fashion, , she couldn't help but listen to him as he pondered her reasoning - eyes intently staring as he shot questions at her. she had almost not been paying attention for his mere presence was becoming the most distracting thing in the entire world- a bomb could drop and her eyes would never leave his.
but the wonderful eyes of the other leave her own and she is faced with the sky, , blonde lashes blinking as she shakes her head back and forth, trying to wave off the odd feeling she had just had come over her , , “ i dont know why i said that. . . “ her tone would suggest that she really didn’t know and truly what she didn’t know what why she told him that , , she hadn’t wanted to give herself away in such fashion but she did, and now the blonde found herself stuck with her own lingering feelings and the cloud of his words that floated around in the middle of her chest.
stevie felt like she was a teenager again, , that feeling of not know why she was scared but she was , , it was something her younger self knows all too well- - as an adult she hates it, , and would do everything she could to ignore it as quick as she could “i just had Déjà vu , , thats all- “ shoulders turn to look back at jimmy , , blue orbs focusing on his features they only moving off of them to look back up at his beautiful hues, , “ i want to go with you. . .--” a smile comes on to her lips and she swings both of their hands forward to point towards the shrubs , , “--- so lead the way.”
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i hope that you don’t think i’m rude
but i wanna make out with you
─── erin van vuren.
running on empty ( 1988 ) sentence starters ↪ alter as you see fit
“you are certifiable!”
“your mother and i tried. and don’t let anyone tell you any different.”
“i love you, baby.”
“it’s dangerous for you and it’s dangerous for them but i’m sorry, i just couldn’t stop myself.”
“i just needed you to know … i don’t know what i’m doing, and i love you.”
“i didn’t feel like having my picture taken with those sub-humans.”
“i’m very happy with you.”
“aren’t we supposed to question authority? you’re the one who taught me that!”
“now go out there and make a difference.”
“if you want to go back, that’s fine with me.”
“you’re a bully.”
“no. i’m a liar.”
“you can’t dance to beethoven.”
“why do you have to carry the burden of someone else’s life?”
“what’s this about a pizza?”
“that’s wit, not anger!”
“so now that we’ve determined i belong here, let’s talk about you.”
“i think that’s too much to ask.”
“i want to learn how to cook.”
“what are you doing here if you think so ‘highly’ of it?”
“we’ll see you again. you can be sure.”
“you’re on your own, kid.”
“now, i have no right in telling this to you.”
“they gave them to me, and i know i packed them but … i just can’t find them.”
“there’s no reason to think they’re onto us yet so stay calm.”
“it’s wonderful having a new name every six months.”
“my god (name). why’d you throw it all away?”
“you can’t keep running away from something you had nothing to do with.”
“you deserve your own chance!”
“what about us?”
“they need me.”
“i need you.”
“it must be nicer over there.”
“i wanna stay.”
“well, on birthdays, we’re all ‘sam’.”
“it’s great not recognizing yourself in the mirror!”
“i think i’ll go to new york and i’ll learn to write and i’ll come home every christmas and everyone will be really polite.”
“that doesn’t sound so bad. “
“you have a lot of secrets, don’t you? and now you have another one.”
“you sleeping with her?”
“baseball is my life.”
‘guitar is my life.”
“you said ‘walk’ not ‘hike’.”
“you tired?”
“you know, i was really surprised when you called me.”
“i wasn’t sure if you liked me or not.”
“sometimes you’re so … distant.”
“well, i’m not too sure if you like me too much either.”
“take it on faith. i usually don’t follow people i don’t like for ten miles into the middle of the woods.”
“why’re you so angry?”
“you scare a lot of people.”
“what’s wrong with being nice?”
“they see what they wanna see and they block out everything else.”
“i don’t know a thing about you. you might as well have sprung full-grown out of the head of zeus.”
“i’m a vegetarian; i don’t want little pieces of finger in my food.”
“can i help?”
“that was delicious babe; you outdid yourself.”
“oh god, i’m old enough to set the house on fire.”
“that’s you all over: afraid to commit yourself.”
“it’s okay; i want to.”
“you wouldn’t talk to me.”
“what am i doing?”
“i just wanted to talk to you.”
“i couldn’t stay with you that night - not because i didn’t want to …”
“i just wanted to tell you that i was sorry.”
“i wanted to tell you why i couldn’t be with you - not without you knowing; i didn’t wanna lie to you.”
“go ahead, hit the sack. you got school tomorrow.”
“you really like her, don’t you? smart ones are always the best.”
“i don’t know how to say goodbye.”