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[celestewilliams]

when: when ansel arrived in blackrock idk where: old country roads take me home  with: @anseleyman​ 

Perhaps it was unwise to stop and help everyone Celeste saw stranded on the side of the road, but she had to be honest. The man looked pitiful sitting there with a smoking engine and other cars in sight. She was stronger than she looked, and it wasn’t even her safety she was worried about; she just didn’t want to meet the wrong sorts of people. 

After a moment of indecision, she turned her hazards on and pulled off the road behind the man. “Hey, kid. You need any help? It, uh, doesn’t look good,” she said with a bit of a smile. There was always the chance he had already called someone, but she’d been in town long enough to know he wasn’t a local.

[milosmonsters]

When: early November  Where: parking lot behind Twilight Cinema Who: @anseleyman​

Milo’s used to the awkward texts by now. He’s used to the town needing a little something to get through the winter; the long, dark season that hangs over Blackrock with such an oppressive force. With everything happening in town, this winter may just be the worst yet. It did surprise him, however, to see a familiar name pop up on the screen. He’d found Ansel on Instagram, years after he moved away. He seemed to have quite the following in his own circles, worlds away from the tiny little town Milo seemed to never be able to escape. It did surprise him, though, to see that he was back in town.

Milo sent his normal meeting place to his old friend; the parking lot behind the movie theater. The managers had to know what he was up to, but no one seemed to care. He sat on the curb, fiddling with his phone as he waited for the other to arrive, one Airpod in his ear. Hearing the footsteps, he turned to see Ansel approaching. “Long time no see, eh?” he said with a smile, nodding his head in a gesture to come join him.