#hxmlocks

[burnthcwitch]

closed starter for juliet! / @hxmlocks​

                  ♡       “pretty sure henry mentioned something about there being a piano or keyboard or something in one of the rooms.” he’s treading carefully. very, very carefully, unsure what to expect in regards of a reaction. still, despite all of their drama, he’s happy to see her. “i think everyone would get a hoot out of hearing you play, again.”

[spooksat]

she   had   to   be   quick   and   she   had   to   be   smart   about   it.   the   thought   of   just   that   making   her   a   little   sick.   the   guilt   so   ever   present   on   her   mind,   so   well   aware   of   the   fact   that   this   was   just   wrong.   they   shouldn’t.   they   shouldn’t   sneak   off,   they   shouldn’t   have   to   hide   from   milo.   and   still   she   knew   ...   expected   the   next   fight   over   yet   another   unresolved   issue   of   their   relationship.   bitterness   didn’t   age   well.   and   the   longer   olivia   and   jasper   hid   from   milo,   the   worse   the   fallout   would   be.   let   alone   if   he   found   out   about   the   aftermath   of   it   all   ...   no   one   needed   to   know   about   that   yet.   maybe   never.   if   she   just   avoided   it   for   long   enough   ...

small   note   had   found   it’s   way   into   jasper’s   pocket   a   while   ago.   bottle   of   wine   and   a   few   snack   in   a   bag   where   she’d   found   a   good   spot   on   a   bench   with   view   onto   the   lake.   unwinding   from   the   business   in   the   air   bnb   with   the   hopes   of   jasp   joining   her   soon.   they   had   to   talk.   needed   to.   about   milo.   about   the   situation.   about   how   to   go   on   from   there.   because   the   truth   was,   the   nasty   and   ugly   feeling   of   guilt   that   sat   in   her   chest   was   starting   to   eat   her   up.   it   was   starting   to   drive   her   just   a   little   insane.   gaze   wanders   over   her   shoulder   a   few   times   to   see   if   he’d   appear.   and   when   he   did,   first   wave   of   relief   washes   through   her   already.   even   though   ...   jasper   was   as   much   in   the   dark   about   everything   as   milo   was.   brunette   stands   for   a   moment   to   exchange   a   hug.   “hey   ...   good   seeing   you.   away   from   everybody.”   everybody?   or   just   the   ex   ...   “getting   a   little   loud   with   all   the   people,   isn’t   it?”   once   seated,   she   feels   the   nervousness   again.   would   he   know   ...   was   it   obvious?   she   sure   hoped   not   ...   /   @hxmlocks​

[falsd]

@hxmlocks​   /   ten   years   ...   maybe   more.   long   enough   for   him   to   long   have   forgotten   what   had   happened   that   evening   at   the   bar.   time   had   passed,   the   night   had   been   blurry   and   truly,   asher   had   never   held   a   grudge   against   juliet   for   the   attempted   kiss.   even   right   when   it   had   happened,   no   matter   the   circumstances.   he’d   apologized   for   sending   the   wrong   signs   and   moved   on.   but   she   ...   juliet   –   it   seemed   to   be   different   for   her.   even   now,   almost   a   decade   later,   her   gaze   drifted   away   when   he   tried   making   eye   contact.   any   attempt   to   approach   her   had   resulted   in   her   leaving   the   room,   and   even   in   a   group   conversation   she   seemed   to   walk   away   whenever   he   had   something   to   contribute.   one   last   try.   asher   wanted   to   try   one   last   time   before   he’d   get   off   her   back,   wanted   to   save   their   friendship,   ensure   her   once   more   that   there   was   no   need   for   the   awkwardness   between   them.   glass   of   wine   at   hand   when   they   find   themselves   amongst   the   others.   maybe   the   best   chance   he’d   get.   maybe   the   only   one.   “hey   ...   juliet.”   polite   smile   grown   on   pink   lips.   “join   me   for   a   smoke   outside?”   hammering   of   his   heart   in   his   chest   undeniable.   no   real   need   for   nervousness,   and   yet   every   reason   for   it   given.   he   just   wanted   to   take   a   step   back   and   regain   how   close   they   had   once   been.   ash   just   sought   her   friendship   again.