#longgonedream

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@long-gone-dream​

aurora wasn’t upset, she was angry. angry that her good-for-nothing boyfriend, who held a rank higher than he deserved purely because she had vouched for him to her father, had the utter audacity to go behind her back and fuck other girls. angry that multiple people that they both worked with were well aware of this and not one of them had thought to tell her. angry because he had made her look weak in front of what felt like the whole world. and most of all, she was angry that she hadn’t noticed sooner; he hadn’t made an effort to cover his tracks, she just hadn’t been paying attention. she wasn’t sure whether it was because she had trusted him not to (partly because she hadn’t imagined that he would ever dare), or because she simply hadn’t cared enough to pay any particular notice to his behaviour. it wasn’t until she had reached for her phone one day and picked his up by accident that she realised something was off. he had all but ripped her hand off to take it back and after that it hadn’t taken much to find out the information she needed. jay had been quite busy, it seemed. most of them were one night stands, girls he had met while out drinking, but there was one who he had gone back to repeatedly. so aurora did what aurora tended to do, she acted out of anger. she tracked the girl down which had been easy enough. she had intended to kill her and leave her mangled body in jay’s apartment, but it became apparent rather quickly that the poor girl had no idea what she had got herself caught in the middle of, had no idea that aurora even existed. so instead aurora had paid her an considerable sum of money to disappear without a trace, and led jay (and everyone else) to believe that she had murdered her. and then she had stolen his favourite car, driven it to the outskirts of town and set it on fire. it had been a busy week for her so far. and okay, maybe she was a little bit upset. nothing she did was ever good enough, she was still cheated on, or overlooked in favour of her brothers, or looked down on because she was a girl (at least, that was how it felt right now while she was feeling sorry for herself). she was at home now, had been for the past couple of days after her father had stepped in and insisted she “take some time away”. it was damage control, she knew, rather than actual concern for her but she hadn’t argued. not for long, at least. he would have enforced it whether she agreed to it or not, at least this way she hadn’t been forcibly locked in her own home. 

[marimelwrites]

Closed Starter: @long-gone-dream Plot: Plans to make pancakes for Noah, and a whole lot of beautiful connection for Noah and Madeleine.

Morning came slowly, or it felt as though it came slowly. When Madeleine had finally made it up to her apartment after leaving Noah the previous evening, she felt an overwhelming sense of having left part of herself behind on that sidewalk. It was a feeling she noticed the instant they parted, and it surprised her that someone she had only known for hours could leave such a lasting mark upon her. The thought of Noah had put a smile on her face, mixed with a longing to have him close once again where she could feel his arms around her and to be able to hold him in return. The beautiful memories of their evening had replayed in her mind countless times before sleep finally won and pulled her under.

The excitement of plans that they had made was what woke Madeleine up without any help of an alarm. She felt the slow smile spreading over her face as she woke up to the realization that Noah would be with her again soon. It was a giddy sort of excitement, with a warmth that spread throughout her making her blush even though there was nobody to see it. That excitement got her out of bed quicker than she normally would have. Under any other circumstances, Madeleine would have lingered in the comfort of her bed for as long as she possibly could have, but not with Noah coming over. She wanted to have things ready, to a certain extent, before he arrived. After getting ready, opting to dress in a much more natural style, rather than needing to dress up like she had for the party, in jeans and a nice sweater she left her hair down and hoped that Noah wouldn’t be disappointed when he did arrive. She had felt as though being herself was more than enough for him, and all Madeleine could do was hope that she was right. Fortunately for Madeleine, preparing her apartment for company wasn’t necessary. She had a tendency for keeping her home immaculately clean, although it was decorated modestly, yet comfortably, everything was organized, as was her nature. Still, despite that fact, Madeleine allowed her gaze to make a pass over every room to ensure that nothing needed a last cleaning before Noah arrived, and it didn’t.

While waiting, Maddie pulled out necessary items, bowls, measuring cups and spoons, spatulas and other utensils, as well as the ingredients that she knew she would need that did not require refrigerating. In the silence before Noah’s arrival, Madeleine found herself seated on the couch, knees bent up towards her chest with a notebook propped on her thighs as she neatly wrote out the ingredients and instructions for making her pancakes so that she could give it to Noah if he wanted when it was time to part again. As her pen moved over the paper, she found herself humming a song, but it wasn’t until she was halfway through the task at hand when she realized that the song she was humming was the song that Noah had been singing to her the previous night when they’d danced in the street. With a private smile she continued on until she heard a knock at her door that indicated that he had arrived. Nerves rushed in where they hadn’t been before, and Madeleine tried to take a calming breath as she reminded herself that everything would be okay. The fear of rejection was a normal thing for her, but she pushed that aside in favor of hoping for a lovely reunion as the longing she felt grew with each step to the door until she pulled it open to be greeted by her heart skipping a beat.

With cheeks flushed, and a shy smile on her face, Madeleine pulled the door open wider in invitation, and the first words to rush past her lips were, “I’m so glad you’re here.” As shy and nervous as she felt, the sight of him had her body moving instinctively towards him, reaching for him wanting the reassurance of contact that would remind her that he was still very real.

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@long-gone-dream

Alu sat there swiping left and right on a few people. Having just downloaded Tinder and made a profile, she never really expected anything to come from it. Her best friend lay beside her, passed out and as usual Aluzka had a hard time sleeping. It was about midnight when she came across a profile of someone she knew. Her best friends brother. 

Not wanting to be rude, she swiped right. Again, not expecting anything to come of it, she soon found that he and she had matched! Alu blinked in confusion and then rose a brow. Had he done what she did? Swiping right to be nice? She suddenly felt very nervous as she stared at the match screen. “Oh boy...” She mumbled. 

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        KEZRAH HAD PROBABLY BEEN through more than her fair share of relationships that had ended badly, but none had messed with her head as much as her high school boyfriend. she was still recovering from it now years later. she hears wyatt returning and freezes, dropping a plate on the ground. her eyes begin to pool with tears as she crouches down to try and pick up the shattered pieces of the plate, cursing under her breath as she slices her finger with one of the sharp edges - only causing more tears to pool in her eyes. she looks up when a shadow falls over her, “i-i’m sorry, i didn’t mean too..”

[marimelwrites]

Closed Starter: @long-gone-dream​ Plot: Madeleine and Noah meet at a party through a mutual friend.... dun dun dun...

Madeleine wasn’t one for parties, in fact, after a work day she much preferred doing one of two things, either she wanted to be home alone curled up and reading or watching some stupid show. If it wasn’t that, her other thing was going out on solo adventures to seek an adrenaline rush by doing something entirely life threatening, dangerous, but exhilarating. Either way, all activities tended to be solitary ones. Parties always reminded Maddie that she seemed to be the awkward one, the odd one out, the one who people might like but don’t know how to make fit in with the group. Despite all of that, her closest friend from work asked her to come along to a small party that she was having.

She could only decline so many times before she had to finally give in. That was how Madeleine found herself standing just a little behind the group of friends. It was fortunate that there weren’t a lot of people, it made things easier on her. Still, her eyes dropped to the time on her watch, and wondered when it might be safe to start her usual escape plan. She began shuffling closer to the door, little by little, so that nobody paid any mind, until she bumped into someone and immediately spun around. “I’m so sorry.” She breathed out. “I didn’t realize anyone was behind me. I mean, normally people don’t see what’s behind them, but I thought I had a clear shot.” She was rambling because she was embarrassed. “Um... hi, I’m Madeleine. I’m a friend of Anne’s from work...” She suddenly blurted out before biting her bottom lip to keep herself from saying more.

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@long-gone-dream

Dany liked singing, it was a nice little bar that had specific nights for genres to be played and today was jazz. The boss loved the sound of her voice enough to start paying her for the entertainment, it was just a little to get by day to day but being as poor as she was it meant everything. Trying to live and trying to save the little she was making from singing. It meant everything to her to be able to sing and perform to everyone, especially when for so many years she had nothing but discouragement from her brother but in time that slowly riled a fire in her to do what she loved and sang until she couldn’t anymore.

The APPLAUSE. She did it for that. For people to recognise her passion, that could appreciate a good set of vocals and a good song choice. “Hey can I just have a lemonade please.” Dany perched herself at the bar, getting a small cheers from the people around her. It had only been a few months but people seemed to like what she was doing.

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@long-gone-dream plotted for a starter from Shane.

Shane sat at the diner in her booth with a milkshake in front of her and belly rumbling. She had been here for over an hour and was starting to think her boyfriend wasn’t going to show after all. It took a lot for her to put herself out there and try dating and it lasted all of what? Three actual dates? Typical that someone handsome as he was was a complete fuckwad and only wanted- whatever it was he had wanted. She didn’t have money. She didn’t have a house to consistently bone in. It’s not like she was hard to sleep with but she didn’t make it easy either. 

Grabbing her bag, Shane leaned forward to take another sip of her chocolate banana milkshake before some dude plopped in the seat across from her with a bright grin saying he was sorry he was late, earning a puzzled look from Shane. When he told her to play along she whispered back, “I ain’t paying for you. Bad enough the hippie dude bailed I ain’t got the money to buy for all his hipster buddies, alright? I’ll be lucky to buy my own shit.”