#leannealone

[immortalxcuriosity-blog]

leannealone sees me!~

"A little old to be believing in me, aren't you?~"

[dreamingofdaedalus]

The Wheels on the Bus

Daedalus usually take the bus. Then again, he didn't usually visit the city all that much either, so he didn't really need to take a bus anywhere. Except, today his coworkers had been insistent that he this such-and-such exhibition or concert, honestly he didn't care which it was, and that was how he found himself standing in the fog a bit and waiting for the bus the arrive. It was a positively miserable day, and the bus stop was jammed with people waiting for the bus to come.

Full bus stop meant full buses and this was how, to his complete and utter joy, he found himself in the seat next to the girl that he had spilled coffee over a few days ago, he narrowed his eyes. "You again." He'd stand, but apparently the journey was long, and someone else was eying the seat rather intently. "So, how has your eyesight changed compared to back then. Is it better now or worse?"

[dreamingofdaedalus]

It's just a little stain.

Daedalus usually watched the road when he was walking. The emphasis on usually. On this particularly not-so-fine day, he had been distracted with a rather questionable text sent to him by his ex. A text he was sure had been sent drunk. Or something.

Five seconds later, he was careening into another person and spilled the coffee in his flimsy Styrofoam cup all over her shirt. He growled. "Watch where you're going next time." A quick glance in his cup told him there was only a few drops left. Well, there went a buck. "And you owe me something with caffeine in it, tea preferably but I'll settle for coffee. Like I was settling for until you came by."

[haydnxkross]

wretchedwilddivine, leannealone, anniewantstoforget started following you

"Um...hi..."

[fiftyshadesoftate]

+leannealone

Bored bored bored. Tate was so god damned bored. This was usually how it worked, he was either bored because the voices weren't talking or annoyed because they were. What a pitiful existence.

So he decided to go out and get some fresh air instead of being cooped up in this shit hole of a house. He walked out the front door, not caring much if any of the other ghosts saw him. The rumors had been going around anyways. He walked right off the property with no trouble whatsoever before heading towards a coffee shop. He suddenly was craving something with caffeine.