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isscxashcrft‌:

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Isaac had been wandering around the random house party he had been dragged to for almost an hour now and after losing his only friend there he was going to have to make some more or get drunk enough to wanna sleep with one of these losers. After turning the corner of the hallway to get another drink he stopped immediately. Spotting River and internally struggling with a decision to either bail or face his nerdy little demons.

He took a deep breath and walked further into the room. Pretending not to notice the other frat boy as he reached for the bottle of vodka on the counter. Hoping he could keep himself from looking up at his drunken mistake.

                    the last thing river had wanted was to attend another party and pretend to have a good time. he absolutely hated these things. he loathed having to mingle and socialize, he disliked how drunken boys thought they were hot shit all the time and he even detested that he was made to feel so uncomfortable by the whole situation. it just wasn’t his thing, end of story. however, he may have been the only one to feel that way. the crowd tonight seemed to be particularly full of those hot shit fraternity boys. as if on queue he caught sight of one of the worst one’s he’d happened to meet in a long time. it wasn’t even that river thought lowly of the male, just his actions that proved him to be just like all the others. he wasn’t going to say anything to isaac but as he got closer, river couldn’t help himself. “vodka? how -- my first mixed drink of you.” he rolled his eyes as he sipped from his own cup.

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what do you plan on doing with your major?

                    “i’ve already got a job working and composing for the london philharmonic when i graduate.”

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h3raeth‌:

“you see, being funny is the only thing i’m good at these days. if you don’t want to watch one of those then what do you want to watch? c’mon it can’t be as bad as the time one of my friends made me sit through a four-hour silent movie film that was super cringy and unrealistic in every sort of way. so i think i’m a master of sitting through anything at this point. c’mon, tell me pretty boy.” he said nudging the other’s shoulder playfully as a small smile formed on his lips and his gaze studied river’s rather carefully. there was something about the other’s gaze that always seemed to draw andrew in and that was one of the many things that andrew liked about river. “pick your poison my friend and you shall receive, there is no judgment here.” he said laughing slightly as he gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, his thumb gently rubbing circles into the back of river’s hand. “it can be a comedy, an action movie, a romantic comedy, a romance movie, whatever the fuck, just please don’t have it be a silent movie, i might rip my hair out of my skull if it is.” 

                    “i don’t know, last time i told someone my favourite movie they laughed at me.” river pouted. though he knew andrew wasn’t like that, it didn’t make it any easy to put it out there again. river let those things torment him, while most would just let it go and move on -- he couldn’t. even as a boy, someone had once told him pink was for girls, so he must be a girl for having it be his favourite ( laughing at him ) and he never admitted to loving the colour again. ever since he always told people his favourite was yellow. still, river shook his head, not ready to say that he wanted to watch a rom-com. they put him in a good mood and he knew what to expect. “please don’t call me that,” he whispered, pulling his hand away from andrew’s to hide the way his were trembling. pretty boy. river kept his eyes downcast and wrapped his arms around himself. all he needed to do was focus on his breathing, in and out each for a count of eight as he’d been instructed. “i’d probably fall asleep during a silent movie, i like the background music in other films -- seeing how they match the song to the tone of the movie.”

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aloharemycole‌:

Remy shrugged and put the weed back in his pocket. He respected River’s choice to say no. “Cool, old people music. "His grandma liked that music. It was cute he did. Remy had lived in Hawaii all his life. He was not a stranger to Beach boy music blasting through speakers of tourist spots. He thought the beatle were cool enough. Not a huge fan of them, but they were pretty rad in the 60s. "Cool. Hey, Patrick and I are probably gonna go to Dennys. They play that kind of music AND have pancakes. I  am fucking starved. I can go find him and we can bounce if you want?”

                    “i guess, yeah. but it’s good music. it’s only called old people music because that’s the generation that was raised with it. it came out while they were growing up. pretty soon beyonce and jay-z will be considered old people music.” he shrugged his shoulders. even now, akon wasn’t a known artist to younger kids but he’d heard smack that on the radio and at school functions all throughout his youth. “uhm, alright. i’ll go with you for the music.” and because he wanted to leave the party more than anything.

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evxlxrsen‌:

with her eyes closed immediately upon laying back on her towel, eva had nothing to look at as he spoke. “wow.” she said shortly, with a laugh. “someone sounds pretentious. i get it, you’re special.” shifting around, she tucked her hands behind her head, her tone one verging on making fun and joking. a line she constantly toed with people she didn’t think about for longer than they were together. “that explains why you’re such a social spazz. you’ve never had to deal with shitty people in groups before. that’s where you learn you’re real social skills.” eva spoke with eyes still closed so she couldn’t see how he was reacting, not that she would have cared or stopped. “a symphony? are you going to play it at a nursing home?”

                    “i didn’t mean too -- it’s just the truth? i went to a school where i could focus on music, rather than study things like science, which i’m shit at and will have no use for.” river shrugged his shoulders. he knew how it sounded, but anything else would have been a lie. it wasn’t like he was going to end up in any other field when he was quite literally a musical prodigy. “i guess so, i mean, i still had other students in my school.” river’s eyes fell to the toes of his shoes, frowning at the scuff marks. social spazz. that was the first time he’d heard that one and he definitely didn’t like it. it wasn’t like he was anxious and awkward on purpose. he didn’t want to be this way. “actually, i think the london philharmonic is interested in my works. it might not be your cup of tea but it’s not just old people who enjoy classical sounds. especially not when they fill a concert hall.”

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beats-by-andi‌:

Andi didn’t think she’d come people watching at a party and actually meet someone that was something of a kindred spirit.  Maybe it was a sign that she should get out a little more and see what the world had to offer.  "Me too,“ she said and smirked lightly.  "I’m usually working on my own mixes and beats to worry about what’s in the Top 40s.”  She grinned.  "That and obscure punk from the 80s, that’s my usual jam,“ she said and shrugged.  "But now I need to know what yours is.  What’s your style?  Greatest musical inspiration?”

                    “you write music?” he asked, though it was clear that was what she’d just said. he was just surprised. he didn’t meet many other people who wanted to actually pursue music as a career. he met many who wanted to learn, who enjoyed to sing and play instruments. but never many that their life revolved around it and depended on it the way his did. at least, not in hawaii. at juliard he would have been surrounded by people like himself. “this is going to sound lame, but classical? i write symphonies, concertos and sonatas. but as for listening too, i listen to a lot of the oldies, you know like david bowie, the beatles, beach boys and things like that.”

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are you always so anxious?

                    “i guess? like anything some days are better than others. i’m not like afraid of my own shadow -- though, i know that what people think of me. anxiety first, person second.”

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what do you like most about hawaii?

                    “the weather probably, though i don’t get out and enjoy it as much as i should. the people are alright too, i suppose. chill. i like that.”

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who are you getting closest to?

                    “probably andrew. yeah, no definitely andrew.” ( @h3raeth )

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h3raeth‌:

“hate to break it to you bud, but i am also a mess. you are not alone in that section.” he said with a shrug as he glanced down at their fingers that were interlocked and a small reassuring smile formed on his lips. “we can be fuck ups together though, right?” he asked. that was a completely normal thing to be, or at least so andrew thought. “that’s why it’s one of those scary movies that’s making fun of scary movies. so it’s like still bloody and what not but it has that twist to it. so that way when you get scared i can protect you.” he said ever so nonchalantly. you could tell that andrew really thought this through. “no, but on a more serious note, it shouldn’t be too scary. there might be a lot of slashes here and there but i mean at least it’s still funny, right? we could always pick it to something that you want to watch, i just don’t know what you really watch.” he said as he let their hands swing by the side as they walked next to each other.

                    river naturally nodded his head. though he had a feeling his kind of fucked up would be more of a hinderance to whatever it was they were doing here. he wouldn’t say it aloud though because that would just open up the doors to questions he wasn’t ready to answer. “but that’s half the problem, i don’t like the blood.” the male grimaced and shook his head. even if he did like the sound of andrew protecting him, he didn’t know if he could handle the genre of movie. “you have a strange idea of what’s funny. if you want to laugh why can’t we watch a comedy?” he stuck out his lower lip. the curly haired male would much rather spend the night laughing than hiding behind his hands. he wasn’t really a massive movie watcher, he didn’t know what was good. but he did know he liked the light hearted stuff ( was even teased for being into romantic comedies ). but once again, river kept quiet. scared that if he confessed to what he really wanted to watch the other would change his mind.

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h3raeth‌:

andrew studied him carefully as he watched the boy stutter before his first words to him and a smile formed on his lips as he respectfully let his hands fall to the side noticing how tense the other had gotten. “y’know, pretty boy maybe we can have some fun tonight.” he said giving him a reassuring smile. “like a dance your heart away and scream on the top of your lungs type of fun. i’m in for one of those nights. what do you say you in? i first need to get you another drink or something because that nasty shitty beer isn’t going to cut it.” he said, talking rather quickly, that was always one of his bad habits whenever he was drunk. he almost forgot to breathe before he finally took a deep breath and a small smile formed on his lips when he heard his last comment. “yeah, well, i was hopin’ you’d be here too, y’know, now this way you get to see the good and the bad of me.” he said wondering if that was the wrong thing to say but now he’s too far into it to care.

                    though river had been startled by the touch, he missed it when it was gone. well, at least he did now that he knew who it was and it was a comforting touch rather than a malicious one. he could never tell the difference until he saw the face of the person it belonged too. he thought he was in the clear. that he’d avoided panic. however only a moment later, andrew’s words made him still -- all colour draining from his face. pretty boy. river quickly shook his head. he was not in for one of those nights. suddenly all he wanted to do was run. run until his lungs gave out ( which wouldn’t take long considering it was already difficult to breathe ). “i don’t want a drink.” he whispered, shaking his head. that was the last thing he needed. regardless of his state, he still shook his head and pulled his lips up into a half smile. “there’s no bad to you.”

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aloharemycole‌:

“I have regular candy. I been calling myself weedy wonka all night. Here.” He slid his hand in his pocket, he pulled out candy wrapped in a small plastic bag along with a few fun size various candies. He found a kit kat under the bag. The poor candy  was melted. He looked it over. “It’s kinda melted. ” He shrugged, handing it out anyway if he wanted it. “Are you having fun here?” He asked. “I was, but now? My ex is floating around and the last thing I want is to find her. ” He laughed. “have you ever had weed? I swear it’s a very low dose. It won’t do anything but relax your nerves a bit. ” He offered one last time. “What music you into anyway?” He asked.

                    “uhm, no. no thank you. i don’t eat -- that.” he hummed and did his best to offer up a polite smile. as good as it looked, river wouldn’t let himself have it. he couldn’t. “you should give it to someone who’s drunk or high, they’d definitely appreciate it more, even the melted bit.” he said, trying his best to get the food out of his sight. it was easier to resist it when he couldn’t see it. river took a quick glance around the room and shrugged. “it’s alright, not my thing but i’ve been to worse. i can’t imagine having an ex walking about though, sounds like it would really dampen the mood.” at the mention of weed once more river shook his head. he didn’t need to be any more paranoid. “i listen to all kinds, but mostly classical? that and like old stuff -- the beatles, the beach boys -- that kind of thing.”

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beats-by-andi‌:

Andi huffed lightly under her breath.  "One could only hope.  But the boys around here aren’t classy enough for that.  No offense if this is your house, by the way, I’m just stating a simple fact,“ Andi said and smirked gently over the edge of her cup.  "There’s a reason I usually walk around here with headphones on all the time.  It’s protection against the frankly terrible music tastes of our generation.”

                    “you’re right, they’re not.” he grimaced looking around. of course, his house looked much the same. which was why he spent most of the time in his pristine room or in the studios on campus. he rarely could be found anywhere else. river nodded at her and appreciated her honesty. also, slightly impressed with how she pulled off the constant headphones. most people would look a little ridiculous, but not her. “i guess i just don’t go around places that play radio music. most of the time i’m working on my own, so i’m not listening to anything else.”

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evxlxrsen‌:

he made a few good points. she didn’t know anyone except him so far that was a fan of classical music or chose that over any thing else. “oh you must be fun in group projects.” and she wasn’t lying. river seemed like the kind of partner she’d want. you just try once, fuck it up a little, and then they’d redo the whole thing and do it perfectly. too bad they didn’t have any classes together. “well,” she waved her hand, laying back down on her towel. “good luck with your one man band.”

                   “i never did group projects. i went to a specialized school and they weren’t a requirement and now i don’t have to do them either for my courses. i have a specialized program.” he shrugged his shoulders. though, he hated the thought of them. he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hand over the control and let anyone else have a part in something he’d be marked on. river was too much of a perfectionist to allow anyone else to really have a part in his work. he adjusted the strings on his ukulele. “it’s not really a band. i’m not performing, i just write music and all the instruments to go with it. i’m actually working on a symphony.”

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v--carmichael‌:

“you stole the words right off the top of my head,” vince commented rather nonchalantly as he grabbed himself another drink, still decently coordinated enough to seem sober despite the number of mixed drinks he’d had already. “i’m almost positive someone played this earlier too.. but then again i could be wrong. it could just be a variety of shitty music- more than half of it sounds the same,” he waved a hand a little as he ranted lightly, the topic of bad music always having been something vinny could rant about for days. 

                    river watched as the male poured himself more to drink, sipping idly on his cup of water. at least he’d be hydrated and feel good in the morning. it was more than he could say for anyone else in the house, even if they appeared to be having more fun in that moment. “probably, this is likely another remix of the same song but by a different person so obviously both versions have to be played.” the male rolled his eyes. if there was something river couldn’t stand it was remixes. “and they won’t let anyone else touch the sound system. i asked to play a classic earlier -- a song by the beatles -- and they looked at me like i had three heads.”

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what's the worst date you've ever been on?

                    “i’ve only ever been on one proper date and i enjoyed it. i didn’t get out much back home and i get out even less over here.”