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“Yeah, that’s right. And stay out.” Noelle spoke to the teenager who tried to ‘hold up’ the bank with his finger gun in his pocket, though she saw through his stupid ploy. She straightened her shirt and stood up straight. Turning to go back into the bank, almost running into someone. “Oh, sorry...” She looked up making eye contact with them, recognizing them. “Hi.”
“Nah but he did put together a pretty sweet redneck set up for me and my girl. Pool and tv, wasn’t that bad.”
With a grin, Roy turned to check on Jolly who was laying on the pavement now having given up on this walk.
Noelle nodded, looking down at the dog. “Hey, you can continue walking this cutie, if you want.”
HI. SO SORRY IVE BEEN MIA.
Everyone requested off this weekend so I’ve been working doubles. Hopefully will be able to reply tomorrow.
“Because it feels better to say them out loud,” Roy answered over top of her. He understood it. Might not have been prepared for it, certainly didn’t know what to say, but he understood it.
“And it’s not like your dad and I sit around and share secrets on ya. Hell, I’m pretty sure he’d be happiest if I didn’t speak at all some of the times. Anyways, what I’m trying to say is he doesn’t hear about this stuff so that shouldn’t be a thing.”
Noelle nodded, pushing hair behind her ear. “Well, it’s nice to know still that he has someone to talk to.” She was going to add the part about it being someone who isn’t her, but she felt that would be better left unsaid.
“He talk your ear off?”
“I mean, sure. As long as he’s not like over 70. Who did you see? How hot was he? Maybe he plays for my team… I’ll fight you for him.”
“Hey, no, dibs. I saw him first.” She pointed her finger at him, poking his nose as she laughed. “He was super hot. Like you could tell he was ripped. His eyes had this hint of badness in them. It was.. sexy.”
Roy wasn’t mentally prepared for playing the therapist, he’d just gone to take the dog out for a walk and been hit with Noelle’s family woes. This hadn’t smacked him in the face though. It was easier to deal with and Roy’s look softened.
“No good comes of reporters,” he tried with a laugh. “I don’t remember her all the way, my image of her though looks nothing like you. Are you sure she didn’t just recognize you? Maybe she knew you as a kid?”
It was a far stretch and Roy knew that. He was just trying to remain positive for her sake. Hoping she bought the lies but not surprised if she didn’t.
Noelle nodded, allowing for Roy’s lies to settle into her skin. She didn’t want to really talk about it and she really didn’t want Roy to feel like he needed to comfort her, she would be fine. She just needed to say it aloud.
“Sorry, no clue why I’m... giving you all my personal problems.” She spoke. “I mean, especially since you’re close to my dad, so that’s... kinda... I don’t know.” She thought, shrugging her shoulders.
“It’ll happen,” Roy tried to reassure. He knew all too well that fun and vacations didn’t always happen. Especially the sort that cost money but he felt like the those he grew up around were good at making their own fun. Perhaps it came down to the individual but he had faith she could.
“Seems it’s one of those days, eh? Not the good, positive kind but the brooding in a corner smoking kind?”
Noelle nodded slowly, taking in a deep breathe. “This woman... Gemma or something. A reporter. She knows my dad and she kept looking at me like...” She let out a soft, yet nervous laugh as she looked up at Roy. “Like she was looking at someone else she knew for years.” She admitted.
“Like she was looking at my mom.”
tears.
when a baby cries, a mother soothes the child.
but what happens when a mother isn’t there?
the cries fade still, only to be heard by the baby when she’s grown.
- n.o.
“Eh, it’s how you afford vacations or, ya know, food. Nothing wrong with the bank life.”
Roy felt his age with that statement. More than that he felt like his dad and that was less fun but it was true. Shaking his head at himself, Roy looked at Noelle. “Just don’t forget to have fun. It’s not all work.” There, that was better.
Noelle flicked ash off the cigarette, looking at the basically no longer existent smoking stick. She cleared her throat and nodded. “Fun. Right.” She commented, looking over at him. “I promise I’ll go have some fun someday.”
Roy’s face wrinkled, looking at Noelle. Mass amounts of irrational stresses showing in just one look. Namely being able to afford giving his daughter a summer vacation she deserved.
“How about you, any vacations planned for the summer?”
Noelle’s face softened, she reached out to touch him to try and reassure him in some way but stopped short, instead putting the cigarette back in her mouth for another long drag. She coughed the smoke out as she shrugged her shoulders.
“Just bank life for me, per usual.”
“It is prime dinner time, but this place is full of octogenarians. I’m willing to bet they all come here every single day, sit at the same table and order the same thing every time – which basically sounds like us right now. Before you know it, you’re going to be headed to bed by 9 and up at 4 so you can come back for your ‘usual’ breakfast,” Clover rolled her eyes before suddenly halting. “Wait – did you say yes? To going out to an actual bar for drinks? No take backs! I’m going to hold you to this, Noelle,”.
Noelle raised an eyebrow as Clover went on, letting out a soft laugh. “I feel like you’re insulting my people in some way. Also... octogenarians. Nice SAT word there, Clover.” She let out another laugh, nodding her head. “I did agree. I know. Shocking.”
Just got off work. Heading home now hopefully.
I’m no longer complaining about working cause I made $300 just today. So. Serving life y’all.
Hmu if you wanna plot!
Why do you all have to be on when I’m at work?
Rude.
JK.
Come plot with me!
Just because you do it doesn’t mean you always will. Whether you’re dancing dust or breathing light you’re never exactly the same, twice.
Yrsa Daley-Ward, ‘what is now will soon be past’ in Bone (via oftwodarkmoons)
“She’s kind of irresistible. If we keep fueling her ego like this, she’s going to be a nightmare when she’s a teenager,” he teased back. “Fair enough. But you can always dream of that glorious ‘I quit’ moment, right? Even if you don’t have some rich uncle who gives you a billion dollars in his will.” Felix remembered the Tinder debacle well and shuddered. “Oh god, please no.”
Noelle laughed, nudging her friend slightly as she brought the cigarette back up to her mouth and took a long drag. “Nah, she’s too sweet. Even if we keep building her up. She’ll be the beautiful girl with a heart of gold.” She commented, nodding as she turned to look at her friend. “My Tinder days were classic. And fueled so much amazing comedy.”
“And there’s my second favorite only because the first is Lola, don’t hate me,” he said quickly and smiled sheepishly. “I’d say ‘fuck the system,’ but the system pays the bills and feeds my child, so,” he shrugged, smirking a little bit. “Maybe wine and dine the system, and let it down gently? But also I wouldn’t blame you for walking out of there with two middle fingers in the air.”
“The only person I am okay with being second to.” She teased, smiling back at her friend. “Those are both very good options, probably will stick with just keeping my job, however. I like food and going on Tinder dates for free food, well, can’t go down that road, again.” She joked.
“You sure you want to brave that response?” Roy teased. Patting his back pocket where his phone was, a silent threat to show Noelle more pictures than anyone needed to see.
“Last summer break before ‘real’ school so kind of a big deal. Some pressure to have fun.”
Noelle laughed, shaking her head. “Funny enough, I’m kind of always down to see all the photos of that little one.” She teased, smiling. Though she could see the slight stress that ran through Roy’s eyes. He was a good dad, and Noelle could tell that.
“Hey, I’m sure this summer will be awesome for her.”
