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friday, august 16th, 2019. → at THE PALM ROOM. featuring: @hallevwolf.
“So, uh, I may be the bearer of bad news.” Calvin started as he neared the familiar face, spotting the owner of the vehicle he had come to know as a friend. “You’ve been either been pranked or got some serious bad luck, but uh, you’ve got two flats out back to deal with.” The news hit his old friend’s ears and his mood immediately went sour, but Weston couldn’t exactly blame the guy. If the back tires of Calvin’s Ford Mustang had been slashed he would have been livid, as the damage would have resulted in him shelling out at least a grand from his savings account and harm against his pride and joy. It was a nuisance, but the angel on Calvin’s shoulder told him the news broken now would have been better than later on —- despite what was bound to be Halle’s annoyed command. “Hey, don’t kill the messenger. I figured it would have been easier to deal with now rather than stone cold sober and you’ve got somewhere urgent to be.” Calvin held his hands up in defense, though more in a playful gesture as he wouldn’t ever assume Halle had been angry with him. He was just the messenger and didn’t take the knife to the rubber tires, after all. “But I know, bad timing. You wanna order yourself another beer if I offer ya a ride home, and then I can break the news again?” He was teasing this time, and the joking stance he kept proved it. “Your morning is gonna be hell either way.”
as much as xavier wants to stir trouble, a part of him is drawn to the art room. the thundering of the storm outside only sparks a creative muse rather than a destructive one. luckily enough, the door is left unlocked ( along with all the paint and art supplies ). grabbing a few jugs of vibrant colors, xav nearly jumps at the sound of another in the room. “shit,” he breathes, “you scared me.” eyes finally reach the figure, and a smile begins to form. “looks like we had the same idea.” // @ofhalle
SNAPCHAT ╱ HALLE.
xavier: found this random art show while walking around the city xavier: actually some good stuff if you wanted to meet up // @ofhalle
゚✧ closed, @cardigaen .
“ you should've been there. ”
゚✧ closed, @perfumedelirium .
" what did you do? … you can't even look me in the eye. "
"don't we deserve to be happy?" / @recklcssblues