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Is it possible to wind up holding too many secrets?
I feel like you're about to go off into a philosophical rant. What now?
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@noahxpearce
blaise-whitaker:
Is it possible to wind up holding too many secrets?
I feel like you're about to go off into a philosophical rant. What now?
There's been a genuine lack of drunk patrons this weekend... which kind of makes me regret taking the last shift tonight. Everyone seems to be walking around with a cloud over their head these days.
Did someone die, are we in mourning, did I miss the memo?
Let me know if you find out what the deal is. I've noticed the same thing.
Talk about love.
N: Love, so many thing I’ve got to tell you.D: Please don’t break out into a solo right now, you’re not Musiq Soulchild.N: I just really love that song. But anyway, as far as love goes I don’t know much about it, unless you mean in the familial sense. D: You like the idea of it though - falling in love, and not just a familial type of love?N: Yeah, I guess. I don’t know, its just always been one of those things you see played out on television, or in movies, or with people you know, and you say to yourself “that’s nice” but you don’t really think twice about it, or think about it being something to happen to you.D: You’ve dated a lot in the past, you weren’t ever in love with any of those partners?N: Cared about some of them, yeah.. but love, no.D: How do you know you didn’t love them?N: I’m pretty sure if I did, break-ups wouldn’t have been so easy. Love is something for everyone, I’ve just never been in it with anyone, and I’m not in a real rush to. It isn’t an emotion for the faint hearted.. just from what I can tell.
Something not many people know about you.
N: I don’t know, there are a lot of things.D: You use that app called voice text.N: Yeah.. I use that app called voice text.D: It’s okay, you know.. that you do.N: Yeah.
( SMS ; Noah and Kane )
Kane: Around.. four almost. Shit.
Noah: Too long man.. how has everything been?
Talk about your job.
N: Well.. it pays the bills.D: You don’t pay bills.N: Cell phone bill, credit card bills.. those are bills, smart ass.D: Nevermind. You’re right, it pays the bills. You get minimum wage for hitting play and hitting stop on the projector at the Drive-In, five days a week. That’s all the income you need for your bills.N: I have more than one job, though the other one isn’t really.. you know, legal. D: I thought you were planning on giving that all up?N: Eventually.. but once the Drive-In closes for a few months, I’ll need something on the side until I can find other work.D: This is why you should have gotten your G.E.D. It would’ve made the whole trying to find a job situation much easier. Maybe you can be doing something that isn’t so temporary.N: I’ve been doing alright so far without it.
( SMS ; Noah and Kane )
Kane: Well fuck, hey man.
Kane: Long time, no talk.
Noah: Yeah how many years has it been? 3? 4?
amy--harrison:
That’s the optimistic view of things. I usually try to follow that guideline. Though there are some incidents that make that difficult to abide by.
Yeah, I feel that. Some things are just out of our control though.. everything okay?
( SMS ; Noah and Marty )
Marty: I'm ashamed of you. I really am.
Marty: Forgetting about the 90's classics.
Noah: I just wasn't in to whatever boy bands and pop idols you were in to.
Noah: Are you going to start quoting some N'Sync and Backstreet Boys too?
( SMS ; Noah and Finn )
Finn: Sounds like your problem. I've got plenty cash.
Noah: Be honest, you got another supplier or something?
Just as expected
kimberley-dawkins:
You think I’ll decide to leave pretty quickly? Don’t hold your breath on that, its looking like I’ll be here for a while
In that case, catching up with you won't be impossible. Because I'd like to.
ɑғτeʀ ʜoυʀs ▼ ɴoɑʜ ⍖ eʟʟɑ
Tagging: Noah Pearce and Ella Renthorpe Time: September 25th, 1:59am Location: The Rockhouse
Calloused fingertips slowly moved down the neck of a guitar, gathering a grip on the instrument and guiding it into its worn, thin cover. Noah was beginning to feel the affects of late nights and running on three hours of sleep, and it showed in his snail-like movements. The crowd noisily stumbled out of the establishment doors over twenty minutes ago, but Noah was stretching his time at the Rockhouse. Usually this was how he was guaranteed a drink or two, at least while Joel was on the clock. No patrons or shift manager meant no eyes to watch what might be considered against Rockhouse policy. Smirking, he adjusted the strap of the guitar bag and slung it over his arm, hopping down from the small stage, the heaviness of his boots against the polished floors disrupting the silence of the bar. Given the chance he'd probably crash here if he could, and that idea was sounding more appealing as he thought about - the walk home was never something he looked forward to, and from what it looked like, Joel wasn't here tonight so there went his chance of asking for a ride home.
A few of the Rockhouse employees were moving about, cleaning and putting things back in place, paying no mind to the fact that Noah was still here, and of course, there was also her. There wasn't a day or night he was here and she wasn't, but each time he saw her he was stuck between being reminded of a past that consisted of good times, and the fact that he would always feel the need to keep his distance. Hello, goodbye - that was what their relationship had become...except for these kind of nights.
He took the pick from between his lips, an unexpected smile showing once he noticed her moving around the bar, her willowy figure and head of purple hair not easily mistaken for anyone else who worked here. Ella stuck out like a sore thumb, and the way she carried herself showed she didn't mind that she did. Noah could admire that, but at the same time Blaise gave him about 100 other reasons why he shouldn't. Just the fact that she was his ex was reason enough for Noah to keep a line between them. He didn't hate Ella, but she was far from being someone he loved or cared for, and he was certain she felt the same about him too. He didn't expect that to ever be something that would change, and as long as Blaise was someone Noah depended on and cared for as a friend - a brother even - it never would. Bros before hoes or whatever they say.
Noah took deliberately slow steps towards the back of the bar, his fingers forcing back a mess of blonde hair. He almost made the decision to just go right, but that meant going home without a buzz. He'd find a way to get a drink out of her. "How was it?" He leaned the guitar against the bar, and pointed his thumb over his shoulder. "It meaning the show." His smile he had before was wiped off, a sly smirk as its replacement.
amy--harrison:
It’s odd how things can change so suddeny.
For the better sometimes.. I guess.. I don't know, that's just what I hear.
( SMS ; Noah and Finn )
Finn: Trust me there was a good few hours where I wasn't sure if I was actually going to do it.
Finn: Then I just did. And now it's gone.
Noah: Well this is a problem. You're out and I'm broke.
( SMS ; Noah and Kane )
Kane: Uh... Kane.
Noah: Oh.
Noah: That was an accident my bad it's Noah? Pearce.
jace-jacobs:
I’m a fucking genius is what I am!
If you were a genius I don't think you'd be trying to figure out what day of the week it is.. don't smart phones and i phones have calendars on them.. genius?