[Blake] From the last meme (Send me a symbol): ♣ ☎ Ϟ ◊
♣: here, have a not so regular text message.
{ t e x t }: Hey… I know this is out of the blue, but I might actually have the chance to ask that one girl I was talking to you about out! Crazy right so I was wondering if we could totally forget everything I said about having feelings for you so this could work out maybe?
☎: For a drunk phone call.
{ c a l l } : Blake… Please pick up the phone honestly this is the third– no fifth? What was it Tony? No it’s not Blake it’s– Blakey… I think I’m lost.. I don’t really know where I’m at, but the stars look so pretty and they kind of remind me of your eyes you know when you find something really interesting. You always get a sparkle and it might seem cliche, but that’s how I know you’re happy… I don’t see the sparkle anymore.
ϟ: There’s a storm going on and our muses are stuck together in a house- how will this go?
While this wasn’t exactly how Lucas had imagined the day going as he had to call into work saying that there was no way he’d be able to go into work with the storm that was raging on outside. Instead he was forced into spending however long the storm lasted with his best friend Blake and there was nothing that could stop the smile that formed on his face. He had already began thinking of ideas that they could do before he rang into work the two had always been able to make the most of these kinds of situations when they were children there was no way they wouldn’t be able to now right? So walking the stairs up to her room he knocked once before proceeding in sitting at the end of the bed mindlessly chattering about board games, and if the electricity didn’t go out on them a whole day for a scary movie marathon. Maybe if he was lucky they’d fall asleep together and he could wake up next to the girl that had stolen his heart and breath away so many times.
◊: Your muse comes to mine, crying, how does my muse react?
Tears were never his thing, hell emotions alone scared Lucas and had him running to the hills. Now his best friend was there standing in front of him sobbing tears nonstop like an angry wave and it terrified him. He stood still for a few seconds before walking ever so cautiously to her and wrapping his arms around her as he pulled her tightly to his chest. He’d keep quiet because lord knows Lucas doesn’t know how to comfort people give him someone who was hyperventilating and he could coax them down and inject them with something soothing. This? This was raw and all he could do was hold her shaking form, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead as he whispered the only words that crossed his brain. “I’m here.”