Sharon Green

Each noise has a story to tell. Each sound has a whisper. Close your eyes, and listen. Standing in the pouring rain, Dressed in metal, chilled and deafened. Dressed in metal, dressed in rain. No one can hurt me now.

[shrngrn]

Pajama Party | Caleb and Sharon

Tonight was finally the night. After taking things apart, putting them back together, painting, wallpaper, shampooing the carpet and deep cleaning anything and everything, her new home finally looked presentable. Sure it wasn't perfect, but it was a far cry from the sad little hut on water she had originally bought. Tonight was the first night Caleb was allowed to come visit. Her demand, of course. Since he thought she was a little crazy for her decision, she had been determined to only let him see it when it showed more of the vision she saw in her head.

In her little living room she had the tv all set up with an array of horror films and movies so bad you couldn't help but love them. Popcorn bags waited on top of the microwave next to an assortment of chocolate candies and sour patch kids. Already nice and cozy in her pajama pants and a loose tee, she twisted her mess of hair into a loose bun, just enough to keep it out of the way.

In her excitement she was getting impatient, bouncing on her toes as she peaked out of the window over her kitchen sink, searching for any sign of her best friend. She chewed her lip anxiously before sighing and turning away to face the fridge. It was mostly empty, water, soda, some fruit and leftovers from dinner with her parents last night.

Faintly she heard the crunching of tires over dirt and the noise of an engine. Instantly a bright smile lit up her face and she practically burst through the door, nearly knocking over the pizza man.

"Oh.. Oh! Sorry! Let me get that."

Sharon grabbed the hot pizza boxes and balanced them on one hand while she signed the credit card receipt against the door frame with the other. With a quick smile and a thank you she bumped the door closed with her hip and dropped the pizza onto the coffee table. Now she was impatient and hungry. Even if it wasn't quite the time Caleb had said he would be there.

[vampire-vivi-blog]

Life’s good, Sharon! I got a fridge full of maraschino cherries, a new hat, and a boo-thang. What’s shakin’, bacon? 

[shrngrn]

Woah woah woah. As someone with a long history of lacking in a "boo-thank", you have to tell me who they are and all about them. Then we'll get to my thrilling tales of "Was that a giant roach that just crawled across my face?" followed by "Oh god I think it was a rat, I'm sleeping on the deck."

[elijahxgraham]

Does one usually name a houseboat? I thought that was more for recreational boats. I’d offer to help but I suck with naming things. I had a turtle in middle school named Turtle. I lack the imagination required for naming.

[shrngrn]

It's a superstition thing really. It's good luck to name a boat, of any kind. But incredibly bad luck to rename a boat. This one has never been named. 

Yeah.. no I'm not going to ask you for tips. I don't think "boat house the house boat" would work well. You could have at least gone the way of the TMNT. Named him Leonardo or something. 

[elijahxgraham]

I fight fires, not knitting needles. It was a little contest, and it turns out knitting is a lot harder than I thought it would be. On the subject of changing the subject! How did the painting of the boathouse go?

[shrngrn]

Fair enough, fair enough. 

It's painted, wallpapered, and nearly livable. There are just a few smaller things to finish and then some more personal touches to add and it'll be a finished home. Well.. then the motor too, but that's not a priority right now. I'm good with keeping her docked. Still struggling on a name though. 

[elijahxgraham]

I got stabbed with knitting needles actually. By me. I mean, I stabbed myself. On accident!

[shrngrn]

You stabbed yourself!? 

Would it be inappropriate to laugh? 

Wait.. aren't you a firefighter? Shouldn't you be more careful or something? Or be the one ensuring people aren't accidentally stabbing themselves? How did that even happen?  

[elijahxgraham]

The town’s actually been pretty quiet. Few bumps and bruises, a knitting competition or two, but nothing very exciting. As usual.

[shrngrn]

A... a knitting competition? Ok then. Maybe I was wrong about the wallpaper being less exciting. 

Unless someone got stabbed with knitting needles or something... that's a little morbid though. 

[shrngrn]

Why did you buy the houseboat? What did it mean to you?

It's freedom. It's being closer to the water. It's peace and privacy. It's something that is completely mine. 

[shrngrn]

Who are your closest friends and why?

Well, Caleb of course. I guess he's really my only really close friend. Between school, family, and working I don't spend much time with a lot of other people. 

Caleb is.. well it's hard to explain. He's just a part of my life. We bicker like siblings sometimes, and we don't always understand each other.. he's still baffled by my insistence to buy the houseboat. But we'd go to the ends of the earth for each other. 

[shrngrn]

Why do you stay in Crystalmont?

Because my family. My life.. it's my home. I can't imagine myself being anywhere else. 

[shrngrn]

What's your relationship with your family like?

I absolutely adore my family. I do. My brothers are about what you would expect from twin teenage boys, but they're really clever. I love my parents a great deal.. but it can be stressful trying to fulfill their expectations.. or even my expectations to make them happy. 

[shrngrn]

Outdoors or indoors?

Outdoors. Always. I'm a big fan of camping and boating.. and swimming of course. I've never been much of a fan of being cooped up inside. 

[shrngrn]

I feel like I've become a complete shut in lately with everything else going on and trying to make my new home livable. So how have you been? There has to be something more exciting than wallpaper going on around here. 

[not-your-average-punching-b-blog]

You bought a houseboat. That you want me to come and see. In the middle of forest. Alright, you’ve gone nuts but I will come see your houseboat with fries and milkshakes.

[shrngrn]

You're probably right, but I get to stay on the water all the time now. It even has a water slide though. Maybe not the best sign that I'm trying to grow up, but it's still awesome. 

(btw, here's the boat)

[kaseytheclairvoyant-deactivated]

Ohh pick me!

[shrngrn]

Ok ok! You're welcome to come along then. 

[not-your-average-punching-b-blog]

I know I am, but sh, don’t tell anyone. My treat too.

[shrngrn]

You don't have to do tha- ok actually I think I'm still broke from buying the houseboat. Which you still have to come by and see. I promise it won't sink on you. 

[vampire-vivi-blog]

Hump days always seem that way, I feel you.

Oh, right, sorry. Someone mentions food and I jump. Chris. Super nice to meet you Sharon.

[shrngrn]

Hey, no problem with that. I get the same way sometimes. Nice to meet you Chris. 

So what's your shake of choice? 

[not-your-average-punching-b-blog]

Always, Sharon. Now how about some milkshakes and fries, we can talk out your bad day.

[shrngrn]

That sounds fantastic. Ugh. You're the best.