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Olga Nekrasova
I’m never drinking again.
blaze-newman:
“BC bred, just the way I like my green. For the most part - I’m not overly picky. Good shit is good shit, you know? Oh, yeah that stuffs bomb.”
“Excellent! I’ll cross my fingers to the CD gods but either way, we won’t run out of stuff to rock out to. My address is currently the 1970 Porsche parked near East Jesus. See you there, dude.”
“Totally dude, but to be honest, home is home and if yours happens to export good stuff you might as well own it, you know? Take a puff off home or something.”
“Awesome! Catch you later, then. With the brownies.”
criwes:
Eve Fowler
allisonsala:
Ally smiled widely at the other woman’s reaction, appreciating the bubbly enthusiasm that was similar to her own. “Nice to meet you, Suza.” Her smile faltered only slightly at the question– her stubborn optimism wasn’t easy to dampen. “Oh, you know,” she said lightly. “I guess I’ve always sort of been a free-spirit, and I had a bit of a bad breakup, so I figured– fuck it, right? Might as well.”
“Good thinking. I like your reasoning. I like it when people follow their hearts or something”, she explained even though noone had asked for an explanation, hands gesturing theatrically like birds as she spoke the phrase pop culture seemed to be so in love with. “I’m sure you’ll find somebody to make you forget about that other person. We have so many hot people here we might as well be Hollywood minus the moisturizer.” She wiggled her eyebrows at Ally, laughter hidden under her tongue. “Give it a month or two when all the snowbirds come rolling and you will have an even bigger pool to choose from.”
I’m never drinking again.
blaze-newman:
“Definitely not a doctor. Just a dude who smokes a lot, a lot of the time. That’s so true. You ever had BC bud, though? Best shit Canada has to offer.”
“Very right. Okay then, tell you what, if you don’t mind hanging out in a car and if your Joss Stone tape is playable through CD or aux cord, my place is open for this hangover cure. Cool?”
“Not that often, gotta admit. Arctic Sun is my jam though. You Canadian then?”
“Sure thing, man! I have it both as a tape and as a CD. I was organised for a weekend or so. Don’t know if the CD version is still playable but I guess we’ll find out. Or we can jam to your jams or something.”
I’m never drinking again.
blaze-newman:
“Homegrown? You’ve peaked my interest. Honestly, I would kill for an edible. So much more of a body stoned, you know. Might kill this headache I got going too. When, where and how much you want, oh sweet angel of bud?”
“Are you a doctor? That’s my kind of science you got there bro. There’s nothing californian green can’t fix.
Oh, you don’t have to give me anything, I don’t really sell. Not to slabbers at least. The perks of having like three profitable hobbies, am I right?
I’m never drinking again.
blaze-newman:
“Definitely feels like they could be my last words with this headache. A taco and a bowl would might do the trick, actually. So far I’ve just been nursing my stomach with coffee.”
“If it’s a bowl you need I’m your girl. Homegrown. But maybe you should go for brownies or something. Fill your stomach and stuff. Shall I fetch you something? Something extra I mean. I’m gonna bring my Joss Stone mixtape one way or another, it’s what people jam to when they’re hangover next to me.
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I’m never drinking again.
blaze-newman:
Not by myself, anyway. I need someone to be hungover with. God damn.
“Famous last words, am I right? Joss Stone, man. She is my number one cure for hangovers, she and Paco’s tacos.”
judexnolan:
“Or just Rock. But then I feel like I’d be stealing from Mr. Johnson,” Jude grinned. “Tennessee is too Tennessee Williams. I’m not worthy of that name. But hey, if I ever write something maybe I’ll pick Colorado for my penname. God, that’s so American. Too American. I’ll have to give this a proper think-through.”
He laughed at her ridiculous suggestions. “Indi always talks about how she looks like one of those troll dolls, if she dyes her hair green I feel like that’ll be the last nail in the coffin,” he snorted. “But maybe I could get a pink streak or something. One lil pink streak. The twins would find that funny.” There was a pause as he watched her cast an eye over the whole place, like she was swept away by some grand thought. It made him get all pensive and wistful about the place, too. A time when he would no longer live here and this would all be one crazy peyote-induced memory. It almost hurt to think about, for some reason. “Maybe we will. I wanna stay in touch, that’s for sure.”
“Use both. Colorado Rock Nolan. Now that’s a cool alter ego.” Suza shook her head. “Actually it would be perfect if you ever decided to write your memoirs as a slabber or something.”
“That works better than purple. You’re so pale, it would look almost natural. Like you ate too many strawberries or something.” She nodded. “Maybe you will. Maybe your daughter, the one who likes lizards will have become their queen when we see each other again. Like Jim Morrison’s reincarnation or something.” Her smile was soft, almost melancholic. “Dude, I’m really bad at calling and writing and all that stuff. But I’ll try my best. Don’t panic if we’re like fifty and I still look hella young though, it’s a family thing. I don’t know how to turn it off.”
pacostacos2:
“Buttsex is a middle schooler fetish? They grow up fast now,” Paco’s eyebrows did a surfer’s wave. “I’ll give them a few but they shouldn’t be exposed to the whole set, too dangerous. You? I thought your thing was shirtless Baroque dudes and damsels in distress.”
“It was when I was a middle schooler. That and the whole dick between boobs thing. I have no idea what they call it, it’s not my thing anyway.” Suza shrugged, unfazed. “Dude, nothing is too dangerous for these two. According to Indi at least. She’s proud of the weirdest things when it comes to her kids.” The best things. She didn’t say it, but the implication was there; nobody cares about baby teeth. Allie and Kota gave their parents real reasons to be impressed, or so Suza thought. “Shirtless Barack what?” She wrinkled her nose. “That’s way too specific. And I don’t fuck married dudes, not even Obama, even though he’s admittedly hot. Unless he promised me eternal world peace or something.”
allisonsala:
“Oh, there are plenty of ways to die. You might as well just take advantage of the time you’ve got before it happens, right?” That was Allison’s motto, anyway: live life the way you want to while you can, because God only knows how long you have left. She smiled at the other girl, already fond of her disposition. “Ally. Or Allison, whatever. Yours?”
“Dude, yes!” She nodded excitedly as if they had just discovered the secret to the meaning of life or the map for the fountain of youth. Of all the people she met, those earning the label of “kindred spirit” where her favorites and the possibility of a new one was just so much fun. She shrugged. “I’ll call you Ally then. I’m Suzana but everyone calls me Suza. What brings you here, Ally?”
pacostacos2:
A crawling smile crept up in the corners of his cheeks as he watched her fingering the packed in rows of books, like he was letting her in on some great and terrible secret. “Spread the love? More like spread strange middle schooler fetishes and induce fever dreams.” He was joking though, of course he was, he always was. He’d hadn’t so much as opened the first page of any one of them, simply enjoying and testing out the old adage of books and their covers.
She raised an eyebrow. “I thought the strangest middle schooler fetish was buttsex. I went to a pretty liberal middle school too.” Picking up a book she opened it on a random page and read a few lines before putting it back. “I’m sure Indi’s kids will love these one day. Give Kota the lizard one”, she suggested, proud of herself for remembering Indiana’s last piece of advice on how to tell her daughters apart. “Maybe I’ll read them too at some point.” That was a stretch. She hadn’t read anything that wasn’t a harlequin or a Cosmopolitan in months and even those she scarcely did. The only reading she was passionate about was that of the Tarot.
allisonsala:
“Okay, thanks!” Allison smiled ruefully. “I guess that I shouldn’t smoke cigarettes, really– but here I am, destroying my lungs and lowering my life expectancy daily.”
Suza shrugged, smile still in place (did she ever turn it off, really?) “I mean, no judgement of course, you have to die of something. A short life and a merry one and all that jazz. It’s just not my favourite way to kill myself.” Her favourite way to kill herself was growing in pots inside her caravan but Suza firmly believed there was nothing wrong or lethal in marijuana. Her death, if it ever came would look like carelessness, like a stupid reckless choice, but she was sure it would never come anyway. She was the one deciding what she wanted to be after all, and she wanted to be invincible. "What’s your name, Smokes?”
pacostacos2:
“Found a crate full of Animorphs books behind my truck, like fifty of them. Are they anyone’s? Does anyone want them? I’d haul them to the library but I’m too lazy, and maybe this isn’t something that should be public knowledge. Frankly this might give a lot of the over 60′s a mild aneurysm.”
“I’m sure they’ve seen worse out there, Paquito. What are these books? I’ve never heard of them before.” Taking off her sunglasses and placing the smoothie she was drinking on the ground next to the sunbed she had claiimed as hers for the afternoon, Suza got up to look inside Paco’s newfound treasure chest. “Shit, man, this looks so cool! You should totally take them to the library! Spread the love!”
