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[mama-inko]

boyshaded said:MOM ALL MIGHT SAYS HE EATS ASS...... 

“ H-he said WHAT?”

[tillybye-blog]

Party and bullshit

Heart racing, Tilly flopped backwards on her bed with a smile. At least once in a conversation, normally more, Hunter would get her flustered. And he hadn't disappointed this time around. He had managed to render her speechless repeatedly, leaving her to just laugh awkwardly and cover her face as he watched. She would complain that it was unfair that he had that affect on her, but the brunette couldn't deny that she enjoyed the attention. Somehow it was even more gratifying to have it from Hunter. Everybody knew he wasn't a one girl kind of guy, and to have him work to get that blush on her cheeks made her stomach do backflips. It didn't take a lot for Tilly to feel the butterflies in her tummy, especially when it came to Hunter Murphy. There was just something about him that got her excited. Maybe it was his rough exterior, the hint of danger that could be felt in his presence. Tilly loved the way the pair met, in a club, as it was the way they spent most of their time together. There was no denying that the brunette wouldn't be opposed to seeing him more often outside a thumping club, as it was difficult to hear herself think in there, but if that's what she was given, she would take what she could get. Tilly was often ashamed of herself for daydreaming about Hunter as often as she did, and brushed it aside as a schoolgirl crush. She didn't need to be caught up in that, in him, when she had other things to worry about.

Other things being her cancer.

It took the doctor an hour to explain to Tilly about her illness. Even after that she was still having difficulty understanding, as she couldn’t seem to comprehend how she had become one of those people. One of the people with cancer. All of the doctors appointments and treatments still sound like gobbledygook to the girl, but she does as she’s told, for the most part, lets them stick needles in her and does whatever she can to stay alive. If there’s one thing Tilly does understand, it’s the immediate prospect of her own demise, and she doesn’t like it one bit. Tilly is terrified of death, and has no intention of giving up without a fight, even if she doesn’t know how to do it. Regardless, the brunette is doing all that she can to prevent her illness from taking over her life. Just because she doesn't cry about the needles in the hospital, doesn't mean that she's going to follow orders when she's free. There are a variety of pills lining the inside of her bathroom cabinet, but not all of them end up inside of Tilly. After a test run when she was first handed the small tubs over the counter, Tilly discovered which pills she would take voluntarily and which she would steer clear of. There were some that were fine, one that would make her have horrific stomach pains, so that was only taken once every so often, and there were some that made her blotchy and spotty. Those pills were a no-go, and the girl refused to take them. There was nobody to check that she took every single pill every time she was supposed to, so she had gotten away with it so far.

Pushing herself up from her bed with a groan, as she was suffering from a few of her symptoms that day, Tilly had to take a minute to steady herself as she stood. Her head was spinning and her breaths were coming in short puffs, but the girl forced herself to take deep breaths as she had been instructed to do. A few minutes later and she was good to go. Frustrated that her body kept letting her down, Tilly wandered into her bathroom to take a few pills. If she took them in time, it would be fine for her to drink when she went out with Hunter. On their...date. Tilly let out a small squeal as that word popped into her mind, grinning and clapping her hands. She realised she might've looked ridiculous, but in that moment she didn't care. Tilly was honestly excited for the night ahead, and knew that with Hunter by her side it would be fun. She wasn't looking forward to watching him grind on other girls, flirting with them and possibly leaving her in the club as he got lucky. It hurt Tilly to watch him walk out on her, but she would never say anything. Instead the girl winks at him as he leaves, as he believes it is in silent congratulations for his skill. As soon as he left, Tilly would down one or five more shots, then stumble home alone, warding off the drunken randomers until she could collapse in her bed. Pills swallowed and back in her room, Tilly began to get ready. She was careful and precise as she slicked on make up, and took a solid half an hour to decide on an outfit. It wasn't an easy thing to choose, and after changing her mind three times, Tilly slipped into her clothes. Settling on a slim fit black dress with a dip to show off her cleavage and cut out sides to emphasise her waist, the brunette paired the dress with her favourite pair of black wedges. And then she was ready. Waiting for Hunter to pick her up, the girl sat on the edge of her bed and watched television, unable to stop her toe from tapping as the night ahead grew closer.