I'm a loser, baby

Hi, my names Seb Madden and i'm nothing special. {RP BLOG}

[sebmadden]

TEXT | Everyone

Alexis: Do you think that every grain of sand has a story?

Alexis: I just UM WOOSH mind blown

Seb: I'm not sure it's the sort of story you'd write a novel about

[elsa-stone]

Who stole from my bar?

[sebmadden]

Someone...? No- sorry, Elsa. I have no idea. How much has been stolen?

[charliefoxe-deactivated20150726]

“Look, I’m fine, just leave me to it.”

[sebmadden]

“You haven’t got any socks on. You must be cold.”

[natasha-hudson-deactivated20181]

Natasha walked away from the bar, a coke in her hand when somebody stepped on her toes. “Ah!” She winced, lifting her foot off the floor and hopping slightly. She noticed in front of her the person she thought had stepped on her shoe and walked up, tapping them on the shoulder. “You!” She accused, her angry faced dropping when they turned around and she knew she had been mistaken. “Not you…Sorry.” She cringed. 

[natasha-hudson-deactivated20181]

[sebmadden]

Seb trod through the club, slightly tensed due to the noise and bustle that had become almost alien to him. Hearing the accusatory voice of Natasha, his body shook backwards; his eyes squeezed shut. Seb looked at her, his gaze dawned with worry. To his own surprise, his nerves diffused almost instantly. So much time had passed between them. He hadn’t forgiven himself, nor would he ever do so, but to see her face was a relief. Seb’s features softened, looking at her with a smile that hinted on adoring. “Why are you apologising?” He chuckled, wondering if this was the time for him to do so himself. “If you tell me who you were hoping to see I could help you find them. If you'd like.”

[ianprince1-blog]

“Sorry I’m late.”

[sebmadden]

“Don’t apolagise. It’s Roxy who’s pregnant. Not me.”

[luc-im-here]

Hey do you have a joint? All this baby talk is making me a nervous wreck

[sebmadden]

I didn’t think the kids were yours. How come you’re nervous?

[ria-harris-deactivated20160323]

Is it so weird to get lost in a character’s life through a book?

[sebmadden]

I wouldn’t say it’s weird. It’s good to be passionate about something. 

[gem-is-here]

Gem sat at the bar and reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out his pocket of cigarettes. Putting one in his mouth, he was about to light it when he suddenly remembered where he was. “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath at himself for his stupidity. He had already had half a bottle of vodka before he came to the party and with the pint in his hand, his mind wasn’t where it should be. Standing up, he put the fag behind his ear and headed to the seats out the back, sipping his pint as he did so. Reaching for the door, someone on the other side beat him to it and almost hit him with it. “Watch out.” He chuckled, trying to keep a hold of his pint. 

[sebmadden]

“Yeah. I didn’t mean to do that.” Seb mumbled, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. He stared ahead at Gem, still possessing a strong dislike towards the boy but deciding it wasn’t always necessary to show it. There seemed no point any more. “At least you didn’t lose your pint,” Seb added, forcing a smile.

[stephen-carrisford]

“— Nah thanks. I’ll ‘ave ta pass on that drink. Can’t be seen drinkin’ after tha last time ah didn’t drink.”

[sebmadden]

“I could get you a glass of water. I’m not big drinker either."

[sebmadden]

[livs-muses]

“Aww, ya din’t need to buy me a present!”

[sebmadden]

“I wanted to. I don’t know if I should have got one for the kids instead- but I hope you like it.”

[sebmadden]

Seb rubbed the back of his head. Smooth, exposed skin, marks a patch that he wants to hide. Sitting on the bench outside the hospital, every second passes like an hour. “Have you got a hat I can lend?” He asked a passing figure without thought, cursing himself for doing so. “It’s bloody freezing. Thought it was supposed to be June.” Seb chuckled, attempting to cover his lie.

[hopelesswxnderers]

“We should celebrate! Vodka on me?”

[sebmadden]

“Sounds positive, mate. You can buy me a coke and explain why we’re celebrating.”

[bridget-saunders]

Really in the mood to go shoppin’. Who’s wi’ me?

[sebmadden]

I don’t think I’d be the best partner for you. If you are talking about clothes shopping. If you’re looking for records, though, I might be of some use.

[imogen-fisher]

Well, it’s nice ta be outta tha basement.

[sebmadden]

Being stuck in a basement sounds crap. How long were you in there for?

[lea-evans-deactivated20151221]

“Better late than never, huh?” She said to the person closest to her, hardly looking in their direction as she set her stuff down, tore off her shirt, and kicked off her Converse sneakers. Lea hadn’t been sure if she was going to come because, truthfully, parties never ended well in this town. She wasn’t sure if she could handle anymore people getting hurt or dying. She also hadn’t seen much of Lucas or Finn or..anyone, really. Lea had been feeling lost again and it was becoming a slippery slope of mixed emotions. Her parents were finally selling her house and she needed to find an apartment as soon as possible or she would be forced to leave Lincolnshire. 

Lea took out her flask from her jean pocket and uncapped it, taking a long swig before extending it out to the person beside her. “Want any? Don’t worry — don’t have cooties or anything.” She smirked, now glancing over at the person next to her.

[sebmadden]

“Unless you get to the party a minute before it ends. Then it’s just a waste of a journey.” Seb looked over at Lea, recognising her voice instantly. His eyes fell to the floor as she took off her top. It was a reminder of how exposed he felt. Recently he’d always been covered up; with a scarf to hide his neck. The swelling had faded, but it was the first time he’d been in public wearing so little. Even in shorts and a shirt he felt embarrassed.

Seb was glad to see Lea amongst the crowd. It was hard, sometimes, for him to be sure of who his friends were; a lot of them he hadn’t seen in such a lot time. But Lea was his best friend. There was no doubt about that.

“No, I’m alright, cheers.” Seb replied, shaking his head. “I’ve already got cooties- I don’t need to worry about that.” A chuckle fell from his lips. “How are you?

[curtis-matthew]

I ain’t gettin’ in the pool

[sebmadden]

I thought this was a Pool Party; the pool’s a pretty important factor to it.