#* juliana.

[secondhvnd]

call: phoenix 📳 juliana.

MISSED CALL FROM PHOENIX: 5:01 PM

MISSED CALL FROM PHOENIX: 5:42 PM

MISSED CALL FROM PHOENIX: 6:39 PM

MISSED CALL FROM PHOENIX: 7:04 PM

INCOMING CALL FROM PHOENIX: 7:42 PM

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@j-carvalhoe

Things with Juliana felt like they were in a good place, to a point. They might be a little shaky. It wasn’t lost on Phoenix that he hadn’t apologized. The change in subject hadn’t been the plan. There was meant to be an apology, when he told her what he’d been hiding from her for a good ten years now. His feelings for her were locked down, possibly too deeply, and he caved at the last moment. He wasn’t proud of it, but the argument had stopped. It was all that mattered really.

Phoenix was a few drinks deep by the time he texted Juliana to ask if she wanted to come by the bar and hang out. She seemed to like drinking as much as he did. He ordered a drink for her in preparation, something fruity he would drink when he was wrapping up his drinking for the night. There was a matching one in front of him. He wasn’t planning on getting (more) wasted tonight. He simply wanted to have a good time with his best friend. It felt as though they hadn’t spent time together in ages, despite the fact they had spent time together recently. He drummed his fingers against his counter, taking a small sip of his own drink and looking up when the bartender spoke to him.

“Hot date tonight?”

Laughing, he shook his head. “Nah, it’s just me and Juliana.” The look he got wasn’t one which said the other man had any faith in the truth of that statement. Phoenix ignored it. Those looks weren’t rare and he didn’t particularly understand why.

The door was opened and he spotted Juliana. Hopping off of his stool, he walked over to wrap his arms around her. “I was beginning to think you forgot about me!” he joked as he took her hand to lead her over to where he was sitting. “I got you a drink. I don’t know what it’s called, but it tastes like juice and I think I’m going get at least three of them!” 

They probably had more alcohol than he was anticipating. It didn’t matter though. As long as he was with her, he knew it was going to be a good night -- drunk or not.

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@j-carvalhoe

After everything which had happened at the gather and groove, Phoenix had told Juliana that he needed some time to think. However, his version of thinking about it was lying in bed and looking at the ceiling. There were a couple of lists, pros and cons. When the con list had ended up long than the pro one had, he threw both of them out. He would usually go to Will for advice, but since their last conversation ended with still swollen lip, it was out of the question. He thought about going to Skylar for advice. She would have told him to follow his heart. His heart was at war with his head. It wasn’t something easily resolved. If he was as intelligent as some people were so damn convinced he was, he would know what to do. 

Of course, it sort of felt like the fact that he’d thrown out the lists when they hadn’t gone a certain way way probably said it all.

His walk to Juliana’s was filled with practice conversations in his head. The real one would never go like this. They never did. He had to get a handle on his nerves. Maybe we should try things even though I’ll almost certainly fuck it up didn’t exactly have the best ring to it. Say anything else would have been a lie. It had lied about his feelings to Juliana for years. Now that they were out there, there was no taking them back. If he thought it was a possibility, he’d have tried it in the back room of the diner. She wanted honesty. 

At first, he thought he might climb the tree to get to her bedroom. The last time he’d done it, nothing had ended well. It set off the chain of events which got them in the situation and he’d hurt his ankle, two reasons not to even make an effort with it. He knocked on the door, steeling himself in case the chief answered. He would have to get more used to Phoenix if everything went well and he was able talk about what he’d come here to talk about. There was also the chance he’d end up talking about something else entirely. He would decide when she answered. Then a couple more times after that.

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@j-carvalhoe

Phoenix’s jaw hurt. He knew there was a bruise blooming along it. Before the night was up, it would be a shock of purple so dark it might as well be black. He probably was a sight, a cut above his eyebrow causing dried blood to streak his face. A part of him wanted to head home and pass out on his worn mattress. There were two issues with that. The first was he very well may have a concussion from the fight he’d been in earlier that night. The latter, and more important reason, was his promise to Juliana that he would go ghost hunting with her. They hadn’t gotten to do it in a while. The cause was usually her father. The chief of police had never been a big fan of Phoenix, but a felony on his record by fifteen had sealed the deal. It didn’t matter they’d since expunged the charge. The charge might be gone in the eyes of the law, but not in the eyes of Mr. Carvalho.

Because of this, most of the time he and Juliana hung out was by the pure coincidence of them running into each other in public or under the cover of nightfall. It was no matter. A lot of what they did worked better that way. It didn’t mean Phoenix liked it. She’d been one of his best friends since he’d come to town at the age of seven and needed somewhere to belong.  After years of doing it, he was an expert of climbing though Juliana’s window.

Usually, he would text her to let her know he was there. However, with the slight buzz he had, he forgot to do.

His knuckles were a little sore from the fight, but he still grabbed the bottom branch of the tree outside of her window. He was pretty sure he could climb it with his eyes closed. Hopping onto the first branch, Phoenix went to climb to the next. His foot slipped, and he had to cling to the branch. He felt bark digging into his palms, another injury to eye for infections. Cursing under his breath, he scaled the rest of the tree more slowly.

Leaning from the branch to her window, he was pleased to find it unlocked. It took some jiggling, but he slid the window open. He pulled himself through the window. “Guess who?” he called out as his feet hit the carpet.

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MSSG: PHOENIX 💬 JULIANA

phoenix: hey i think i just saw a ufo

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what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: Juliana 👻👽👻what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone:

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: my alien by simple planmy muse’s last text to your muse: [  OUTGOING MESSAGE: Juliana 👻👽👻 ] If you have a better idea, I’d like to hear it! SIDENOTE IT IS CHEATING IF YOU USE LOGIC BECAUSE YOU KNOW DAMN WELL I DIDN’T

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56: How many people have you fist fought?

“Rough guess, I’d have to say over 100. Ya boi likes throw down.”