THINK I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING. I THINK I LEFT THE FAUCET RUNNING. NOW MY WORDS ARE F I L L I N G UP THE TUB. DARLING, YOU’RE JUST SOAKING IN IT, BUT I KNOW YOU’LL GET OUT THE MINUTE. YOU NOTICE ALL YOUR FINGERS PRUNING UP. I’M TIRED OF BEING CAREFUL, TIP TOE, TRYING TO KEEP THE WATER WARM. LET ME UNDER YOUR SKIN. UH OH, THERE IT GOES, I SAID TOO MUCH, IT OVERFLOWED. WHY DO I ALWAYS S P I L L ? I FEEL IT COMING OUT MY THROAT. GUESS I BETTER WASH MY MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP. GOD, I WISH I NEVER SPOKE. NOW I GOTTA WASH MY MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP.
me: [drapes self over the lounge] it is fine. i am Okay. i suppose it is simply my destiny to die alone. Abandoned. Without a soul in the world to care for me. [delicately wipes a glistening tear from my eye] i'm not bothered. i Understand why you all Hate Me and wish me dead. after all, maybe it is all for the best....... [i stare forlornly into the middle distance, allowing my limbs to go slack as i lie back and wait to wither away, ignored forever]
❝ do you feel like dancing ? i can show you my moves. ❞ stephen raised his brows suggestively, doing a little jig in front of the older. he wasn’t the best dancer, but he prided himself doing a great rumba. that was something worth showing off to mariana. ❝ maybe you could learn something from me. ❞
two left legs struggled to catch his balance, leading to bruised knuckles hitting the ground with a thud. his poor jeans became stained with fresh dirt and a sharp pain shot straight to his ankle. unsure whether who or what was at fault for the tumble, he cursed at himself. on hands and knees in the grass, he was just happy that he found kitty before the night ended. ❝ i need you to remind me to never touch jagermeister again. ❞ he told his sister, glancing up at her. ❝ can we go back to your room and watch a movie ? i don't feel like being alone tonight. ❞
❝ — have you ever tried kissing a frog before ? ❞ to be frank, stephen had asked stranger questions out of the blue before. he was a curious boy on the hunt for answers. also, he was questionably high, but that was besides the point. he was completely serious about his inquiry and thought to ask a reliable source. ❝ like .. if you were to kiss a frog, what exactly is supposed to happen ? is the frog suppose to turn into a human ? are you suppose to turn into a frog ? i swear i’d be that person doomed to become a lonely frog forever. ❞
stephen must’ve walked in about twenty minutes ago, and he was already buzzing with premature excitement and flavored vodka. he couldn’t remember who thought this was a great idea, but he was eager to partake anything that involved his peers or free alcohol. not that he was planning on drinking much, however, he enjoyed having the option to. he liked options. he noticed a couple of familiar faces and naturally gravitated towards them, but in the midst of laughter and light conversations, he felt bored. nothing exciting was happening, nothing to focus on; most importantly, nothing that kept his thoughts from drifting. his eyes wandered around the crowded room, peering over at the opposite side of the greek house when he spotted nolan. that brought a smirk to his lips. excusing himself, he walked straight over, plastic wings bumping into strangers behind him, earning a few dirty looks. not that he noticed. he raised his brows once stepping in front of boy, feigning a frown. ❝ there’s a stain on your shirt. ❞
❝ is it just me or does tuxedo pants really doesn’t like you ? ❞ the anderson cats were a picky pair ( stephen wonders where they got that from ). lennon was more adaptable. it took a couple of minutes to smell you out before giving an ultimate decision, which easily can be swayed depending on the number of treats in your hands. mister tuxedo pants on the other hand, was a little different. he let people know immediately his disdain towards them. the younger feline was known for their low growls and hiding away in the disaster hurricane hidden underneath stephen’s bed whenever undelightful guests came over. he didn’t invite bash over often, although he happened to notice this habit over the past few weeks. ❝ like, i think he legit hates you. he never comes out whenever you’re around. ❞
hello friends !! i’m china ( twenty, est, she/they ) & this is my sunshine stephen !! if you wish to plot anything, please like this post or hmu :~)
cismale. haven’t seen STEPHEN ANDERSON around in a while. the FROY GUTIERREZ lookalike has been known to be (+) CURIOUS & (+) AFFABLE, but HE can also be (-) MEDDLESOME & (-) OBLIVIOUS. The 19 year old is a FRESHMEN majoring in MUSIC THERAPY. I believe they’re living in FIDELIS but I popped by earlier and no one answered the door.
BACKGROUND & PERSONALITY
stephen is the second youngest of five kids, but received plenty of attention from his two fathers throughout his life. to say he’s spoiled would be an understatement.
being raised in a crowded house, he wasn’t familiar with silence. him and his siblings were all adopted after being in foster homes, and are super close.
to him, his family was normal – boringly average. he was oblivious, now realizing that he and his family was different from others once living away from the west coast.
he had two creative and “hip” dads and a whole bunch of siblings to play with - he was living his best life; until his idea to attend public school backfired.
being smaller and quiet in elementary school, stephen didn’t easily fit in with kids his own age and was often picked on by his classmates ever since he was in the fifth grade.
he wasn’t exactly athletic either, he just wasn’t good with any sports that involved hand-eye coordination whatsoever. he was more artistically inclined and was more fascinated by music & the arts.
his friend group was small throughout his high school years, but he was liked by many. it wasn’t until he left for college that he branched out and had his first taste of rebellion.
took a gap year right after high school and toured across europe, won’t shut up about how beautiful paris is till this day,
formerly a performing arts major, he decided to explore music therapy and became fascinated working with special needs kids once he’s finished.
he babysat in his spare time since that’s all he knows how to do. he doesn’t know how to work tbh. they pay for all of his expenses including most of his tuition + board when he moved away for school.
used to work part-time at the local theatre with tatiana before ... you know. now works at the music lab for work study.
as nice as he is, he’s nosy and meddlesome - constantly forcing himself into someone’s life and “make it better” somehow. he likes to arrange dates for his friends and get opposite friend groups together.
he just wants everyone to be happy !!!!!
you could’ve found him carrying a guitar around 24/7 playing wonderwall bc he’s one of those guys.
he discovered he was panromantic pansexual from a buzzfeed quiz
he’s very proud of who he is and the person he has became over the years - he’s extremely happy and feel comfortable to be himself at lockwood.
intrigued by the idea of love so much that he often idealizes the people around him.
already loud and enthusiastic about everything as is but wait until you get him drunk, he’s almost unbearable.
lives in a naive bubble and has lots of first world problems.
he’s constantly trying to be daring or “bad” since he feels like he’s too much of a goody-two shoes but no one ever buys his act.
also he loves himself some cats (and certain dogs but mainly cats).
just wants to find someone to love him and his big cat family (seriously he has a problem).
CONNECTION IDEAS
roomie ( hopefully they like cats )
friends from swim team or clubs
his siblings !!!! i just submitted a wc connection for them and would love one or two here
cousins
a tutor bc .. science and math be tough
any exes or fwbs would be fun :~)
rivals or frenemies for the angst
childhood friends from santa monica
online pen pals or friends
partners in crime
old friends that drifted apart during the semester
wingman / wingwoman
someone older that he idolizes or sees as a mentor
