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-- I absolutely suck and haven't been on here in far too long. I'm gunna try and watch Antman and civil war this week so this weekend I can get my muse back and start this up again. It's been really hectic here. My old ( and favorite ) math teacher died in a car crash on Friday and it's just been a hard time with senior stuff still needing to be done on top of that... cap and gown, pictures -- all that junk. Like shit yeah I'm sorry. Message me if you want like my number or to plot or whatever honestly. ( My main is @mvkeclemmings -- just a reminder )
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// okay so I haven't been on because unfortunately for me my hearts too big and my brains too small and I tried to help out an injured dog ( he got hit by a car and his leg is broken. We took him in for the night and found the owners so he's safe and home , not being put down or anything. ) and ended up getting bit pretty bad. All of it is on my fingers which has made it difficult to type. They are a lot better now but I'm not sure what time this weekend I'll actually be on. Sorry for the delay guys!
Jessica’s eyes widens. He lived with three guys ? What the fuck ? Not that it was big deal but it was just the concept of sharing a place with other people that surprised her. She loved Trish but God knows she wouldn’t want to live with her. As she was about to make some comment on how privacy worked when you were a guy living with three other guys, the subject of the ex-wife was back again - her fault. She couldn’t understand what that kind of connection could be. The only connection she ever had was one she never wanted. “You don’t have to explain, it’s fine. I just… You know with my line of work, I see married people being awful to each other so, it’s nice that you and your ex still get along.” she smiled but then frowned as he took her hand and was about to tell her something “Oooookay… Is this some sort of ‘i’m dying and I need to have sex one more time’ sort of excuse ?“ she chuckled “Sorry. I’m sorry. Go ahead.”
Scott let out a small laugh of his own. " Eh -- not the best terms. Could be worse , but could be better at the same time. " He explained. Afterall he did go and do the one thing she asked him not to do. It was his fault. He'd never deny it. He was human , he fucked up sometimes. ( Okay maybe more than the average person. ) Shaking his head abit , Scott smiled softly and played with Jessica's fingers gently to calm his own nerves really. " No uh -- not dying. Not yet anyway. " He joked softly before clearing his throat. " Actually... Uhm..." Scott hesitated , thinking of how to say this before he just reached for his pants again , grabbing his wallet. Maybe he should just show her rather than tell her. A picture of a sweet seven year old in a dress, topped with a tiara and features in her face that showed Scott in them. Passing along the picture of said little girl , Scott licked his lips abit. " This is actually what I think you should know about." He said , confident she'd put it together.
Nice Parker. Not only did you walk face first into this guy but now he lost his meal and drink too due to that. What do you even say or do to make this right? He could barely even think straight let alone acknowledge the man’s inquiry just only uttering out aimlessly.
“I-I’m sorry! I’m really sorry man. I need to pay more attention…it’s just the rain and…the music…and…your smoothie and food…I just feel terrible.”
Scott would be lying if he said that this kid wasn't the nicest teen he'd ran into since he got here. Not that he'd interacted with a lot but -- kids could be real assholes these days. It was nice to see a change. Scott reached a hand out to set on the kiss shoulder in an attempt to get him to stop apologizing and just listen to him.
" Hey , it's alright. Shit -- Stuff happens. " Scott quickly caught his swearing. ( More for his sake. He had to cut back with Cassie in his life now. ) Bringing his hand back , Scott cleaned what he could off the side walk without causing too much of a mess. " You should maybe keep a bud out from Now on though. Not the best place to shut out your senses. No offense just -- lots of robberies. Atleast from what I heard. " He said , giving away the fact he wasn't from there.
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“ HEY --- aren’t you one of Cassie’s friends? “
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fingertips are gliding across cold marble countertops as he’s moving through the expensive store. it was always one of his favorite things to do, just go out and window shop, maybe even purchase a few items. he notices someone near by, figuring he might as well strike up a conversation with them. “kind of ugly, isn’t it?” the male questions, unfolding a sweater and examining the piece. “—kind of looks like somebody took it out into the parking lot, dropped it into a puddle, and ran it over a couple of times.”
scotts looking for a present , a nice one. it’s the first birthday he’s spending with his daughter and he wants it to be perfect. he cant settle for anything but. and now that he has some money , he can look at better things. hes staring at a stand of clothes that are on sale , wondering who designed these things and decided to make them so much , when he hears a voice. it makes him jump almost , head turning instantly , but his arms stay crossed over his chest showing no interest of getting one of the works quite yet. then his eyes fall on the sweater in the others long fingers. he cant help the snort that leaves his lips. “ kind of is an understatement. i bet you it’s ridiculously priced too. someone saying it’s art. “ what bullshit. “ not as bad as some of the hats i’ve seen here though. looks like an elderly lady threw up on them. “
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It was a fairly sunny day in Queens with partial cloudiness overshadowing it from being a perfect day weather wise. Sure enough, it started to pour down fairly hard as the young boy pulled up his hood to avoid getting anymore soaked then he was destined to get. Oh well, it was nice while it lasted. His thoughts began to wander back to the music running through his headphones as he neared towards his destination. Getting a bit too lost in it along the way as he promptly bumped into a stranger right in front of him.
“Oh my gosh. I-I-I’m so sorry!”
Scott had been laying low since the big fight at the airport for more reasons than one. While a certain Wakanda King kept his actual face and name out of things with some pulled strings , he didn’t want to risk anything. Not when he was just getting his life back. He was so done with cells at this point in his life. Walking down the streets of Queens with a smoothie in his hand , Scott kept his head down to avoid the water getting in his face from the sky. He just wanted to take a nap. To make a bad day worse , Scott found his weak cup slipping from his hands before he could even react. It broke open once it hit the pavement , splattering him and the stranger he ran into. “ Awe , SHIT -- “ Scott couldnt help but curse as he reached down to grab the cup , that had once been full and put together. There goes his lunch. But when he looks up at the other , he realizes it’s just a kid. One with wide eyes and an innocent look to him. Sighing softly , Scott managed a small forced smile. “ I wasn’t paying attention either -- it’s just as fault of mine. You okay , kid? “
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It was hard not to grin at the brunet, wondering just how good on that promise that Scott might actually be. He’d never been very big on smoothies, but on the occasion? Well… It couldn’t hurt, especially if it kept the other man happy. At least while he was out and away from - “ Oh Scott, ” Steve murmured as he got a good look at the picture. “ She’s… She’s a gorgeous little girl. You must be very proud to be her father. ” He was overwhelmed with guilt again even despite Scott’s reassurance that he didn’t get to see the girl much after all. “ If she’s anything like you, I’m sure Cassie is just as amazing in person. She… I hope she can understand the difficulty of getting around. We’ll… I’m gonna get you back to see her sometimes, Scott, I promise to do my best for that.” Determination settled in Steve’s shoulders as he said it, and he held the photo back out for Scott to take back. “You can even tell her it’s all on me. A little girl needs her dad at that age, I’ll bet.”
Scott was beaming. Like most fathers , he loved to show off his child and hear praise. Cassie was a gorgeous little girl after all. A true princess in his eyes. " Very proud. She's -- she's amazing. " Scott nodded to confirm Steves words , rubbing at the back of his neck gently. " I wouldn't stress too much about trying to get me back. " The man began , taking the photo gently from Steve when he offered it back. " I... I haven't been there for her as much as I should have been and my ex wife isn't that happy on letting me have weekends with her when I can't pay child support and live with three other men. " A sheepish look came across as he placed the image back into his wallet. " I sneak visits when I can now that I have the suit. She's real good at keeping that kind of thing a secret... " A small breath. " I'm just trying to be the hero she sees me as already. Not the criminal I was before. " Scott looked back up to Steve. " This is a good step towards that. Even if I'm wanted -- I know this is right. There's a reason why people adore you Cap. You're a genuinely good guy with best interests at heart. That's why -- even if I'm not the most super of your super friends -- I'm there whenever you need me. "
“You’re kidding, right ?” Jessica raised an eyebrow, she couldn’t quite believe that he had only three women in his life - well, high school doesn’t really count, does it ? - Things must have been pretty serious with his wife. “Hey, look, if you’re not over your ex I get it, don’t worry.” She would understand because why would a nice man like him not moved on with his life or had more girlfriends than that ? But it didn’t made sense… why would he want a date with her if he was still in love with his ex-wife ? Ugh, stop it, Jess. “Okay.” she smiled “As long as you don’t plan on selling my organs, It’s fine.” she then chuckled “’Them’ ? I thought you lived with one guy ? Woah…so many secrets” she looked at him as if she was studying his face but, really, she was joking.
Scott looked to Jessica after he scooped some peanut butter onto his finger and into his mouth. " Three guys , actually. Moneys tight , you learn to share. We all tend to be out and about most of the time though so we get our share of privacy. " Maybe it was time to be more honest about things. Er , more open. He hadn't exactly lied about anything. Clearing his throat and shifting in his spot , Scott looked down at his lap abit. " As for my ex wife... I-- I don't think I could ever not love her. I married her for a reason , you know? The connection -- that's long gone though. It's a different kind of love now and for much different reasons. " Scott paused realizing he worded that in... not the best way. Looking to Jessica , he moved and took her hand in his own. " Look , before we get into anything -- I should probably tell you something that's kind of important. A kind of heads up. "