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My muse has gone mute due to a tragic incident. Send me your muse's reaction to just finding this out.
Do not alter this in any way, shape, or form, or at least ask me first before you do. Otherwise, just keep it as it is, please!
*keeps coutning down the days* Am I 21 yet?
His Mother’s E y e s
Carpool | Ana
It’s probably not a good idea to criticize the only one who’s pulled over since she started walking but she rarely ever thought before she spoke. Her mind and razor-sharp wit would go off on its own, often making matters worse than they needed to be. He seemed to take it in stride which made her wonder who else had said that to him. Being self absorbed isn’t always a bad thing. If anything it put other things into perspective, made it easier to focus on priorities. She doesn’t take back the statement or apologize, watching him circle the car without moving. Brows rose in surprise when he spoke, glancing at the open passenger door. “You’re actually giving me a ride?”
“If you want, I can turn this bad boy right back around and you can go back to sticking your thumb out for strangers.”
He waits for the door to close, her hesitation only bringing on more annoyance. “I’m going to count to count to five, and if you’re not buckled and in your seat and buckled, I will drive off with or without you.”
“Good thing I figured it out, then.”
She glances down, swirling the ice around the bottom of her glass.
“And look at that–empty anyway. Buy me another? Now that I’m here… might as well stay.”
“A bourbon for the lady.” He says, pushing the glass over to her side of the bar when it comes. “I wouldn’t mind a little company.”
Her brow furrows together when he starts pulling open the boxes that she has yet to tape, but she doesn’t make a move to stop him from peeking. “I’m not leaving, well not exactly,” she answered as she pushed the box she’d been working on out of the way so she could move to sit on the edge of her bed. “College doesn’t really seem to be working out for me, I’m more than just behind and – I don’t know, being in this room isn’t making things any easier,” she breathed out a sigh and took her own look around the room. “So I’m going to take a year off and try to figure out what I really want to do, catch up on things that I’ve missed and all that.” Bonnie waved a hand to dismiss the subject entirely. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily, Damon.”
“That’s good, because you know---flying the coop after I saved your life would actually...hurt me, a little.”
Damon takes a seat beside her, making the most of the space between her and the cardboard, still not quite enough, their shoulders press together. “It does feel empty here.” He says, the slight echo of the space being the confirmation of the fact, “Without you, Blondie, and You-Know-Who spicing up the place, it’s kind of, dare I say----depressing.”
“How many times am I gonna have to tell you Caroline, I did NOT kill a family at the park! You saw wrong, get over it. Control freak, damn.” Damon was getting really fucking sick of people accusing him of shit he didn’t do. He didn’t care if people knew about the crimes he did commit but he was not interested in taking the blame for someone else’s sloppy handiwork. He set his drink down and headed towards the back of the grill, wanting to play pool or something when he heard an unmistakable sound.
Screams. And not just any scream, but the kind that only came from someone running for their life, someone dying. He sauntered outside just in time to see cars skidding to a halt, chaos as a dark haired man in a leather jacket, attacked someone.
In broad daylight in the street. What an amateur. He sighed and headed out, ready to scold the moron and play the hero, after all someone may be watching. “Hey asshole!”
As the man turned around, Damon stopped dead in his tracks as e was met with the most familiar face he’d ever seen. His own.
“You gotta be freakin’ kidding me. I am not the doppelganger!” He whined, rubbing his temples. Just what he needed, an evil fucking twin.
“Can’t I just eat without any unnecessary interruptions. If I wanted dinner and a show, I would’ve asked.” He sighs, grabbing the collar of his victim, compelling them to forget what they saw here, once they run away, he straightens out his jacket, turning to face the other.
“For the record, i’m not the doppleganger either. The only problem is---i’m just overall better than you, Damon.”
He didn’t have time for this, especially if it came down to having to explaining. No reason trying to get through to the one person he knew who’s words would go through one ear and out of the other. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have an entire segment of highway to either dispose of or compel, and you’re making it very difficult to do that.”
“i don’t care,” i say, caringly, as i care deeply
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I'll do replies tomorrow. I suck at staying active atm, BUT ILL BE BACK AFTER SUMMER CLASSES END ON THE 10TH.
doES ANYONE ELSE MAKE THE EXPRESSION OF THEIR CHARACTER WHEN THEY’RE DRAWING OR WRITING OR WHISPER THEIR DIALOGUE TO YOURSELF TO FIGURE OUT WHAT WORD TO USE TO DESCRIBE HOW THEY SAID IT BC I SURE DO
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