#feat. freyja

[romxnticss]

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Mackenzie always assumed people would leave, it had always come naturally to him. It had been the default in his life since he was three days old, and at some point it became easier to expect it than to trust people at face value. Freyja, somehow, had slipped right through the cracks in his heart, making a home there right next to Leo. With her he had trust, he had blind faith, a feeling that she would never just walk away. It made her actually walking away that much harder, it made his walls that much taller, a confirmation that his fears were all based in reality. 

He’d thought a lot about what he’d say to her if and when she came back, how he’d cite the broken promises and push her away just as she’d pushed him. He just hadn’t expected that day to come so fast, so much faster than he’d been able to prepare for. So if her leaving hurt, somehow her return hurt worse, knocking whatever he’d prepared on all those sleepless nights right out of his head. 

“So you’re back, huh?” 

[sxbrinalogan]

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Sabrina’s seen Libby’s freaky little gang of friends around town more times than she can count, and thanks to how often they’ve gotten into trouble lately she’s almost memorized all of their names correctly. At least she thinks so. From what she’s been told some of them are part of the reason she’s even alive, though she’s chosen to shift most of that credit to Casey. He had been the one to jump in against the attacker after all. For the rest of them, it hasn’t taken the distaste out of her mouth- especially since she’s convinced they’d been the ones to drag Libby there. Bad influences, all of them. So it’s no surprise when Freyja’s welcome is less than warm, obvious annoyance crossing Sabrina’s features as the silence in her room is disrupted. “Can I help you?”

[romxnticss]

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The longer Mac stayed in the waiting room the smaller it felt and the hotter it seemed to get, closing in on him until he could barely catch his breath. He manages to get to his feet before the room starts spinning, stumbling out into the cool air of the night and leaning against the exterior wall of the hospital. He pointedly ignores the ‘No Smoking’ sign as he pulls out a cigarette, face illuminated by the flame of his lighter as Freyja comes into view. “I don’t want to hear it right now, Frey,” he warns, shoving the pack into his pocket, “I know I fucked up by not telling you- but I couldn’t.” 

[romxnticss]

who: Closed starter for @freeserburn​ what: Jinxie's search party where: Leo’s house

After hours of worrying and Die Hard 3 and 2 (in that order), Leo had declared he was off to bed, leaving Mac and Freyja alone to wait up for Jinxie’s hopeful return. As much as Mac had wanted to stay angry with her, Freyja’s involvement in his after-Christmas plans with Leo had always been the thing to get him through the holiday. Especially after the dinner they’d had the night before. Meeting his stepfather and siblings all at once was hard enough, but having to meet them when you had potential murder charges on your record? Well, he was sure his stepfather was starting to think Laura was justified for leaving him behind. 

“Let’s never fight again,” it was barely a fight, really, but he still felt the need to clear the air, “I missed you too much. Losing Jinxie has really put everything into perspective.” 

[macwalsh]

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So maybe Mackenzie had, had a little too much to drink. He wasn’t stumbling drunk by any means, but there was more alcohol in his system than was customary for a party with parents. He was the kind of tipsy that led to a competitive streak and an offensive amount of energy, almost always directed at Miss Freyja Freese. There was a reason Leo hid the board games at his own Christmas bash... legend has it they were still finding game pieces from the Hungry, Hungry Hippo Incident of ‘83 all over the living room. “Ha! You landed on my hotel, again. Pay up,” he chuckles in glee as he taps his finger against the Monopoly board, causing the little buildings and game pieces to shuffle around, “Hey- that’s kind of a good beat. Listen!” 

[romxnticss]

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Despite how many arguments the two of them had found themselves in over the past few months, Freyja and Mac seemed to settle back into their previous rhythm. He’d always hated fighting, especially with Freyja, so he was more than happy to put everything behind them and pretend it never happened. Now, that didn’t mean he was exactly ready to buck up and admit to his best friend that she’d been right about Libby all along. It’d been a few weeks since the two of them had slept together, and he still hadn’t said a word to anyone about it- particularly not Freyja. He knew it went against their whole thing about not keeping secrets, but he wasn’t ready for the look in her eyes that would surely scream “I told you so” without her having to say a thing. So he’d been pushing his feelings on the whole situation as far down as he could muster and it’d worked... so far. 

“Hey you,” he said as he approached his friend, a goofy smile on his face and plastic bag swinging wildly on his wrist, “I have two pieces of Cherry pie with our names on ‘em. Literally, they wrote our names on the boxes.” 

[romxnticss]

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Mac wasn’t sure why he was surprised when things happened to them anymore, not when every few weeks they were being shuffled into some ridiculously dangerous situation. He wasn’t sure why he expected anything different tonight, especially when they were being held as a captive audience, but maybe there was a small part of him that still believed in birthday miracles or whatever. Eventually he’d gravitated towards Freyja (the way he always did) and found himself wrapping an arm around her to keep her close just incase anything popped out at them. His eyes scanned the room, everything still spinning from the amount of alcohol he’d consumed, “How long do you think we’ll be stuck in here?” 

[ur-stepdad]

jingly goat part 1