#rhqsstarter

[jmcnknndy]

“You. Yes, no-- you, yeah, you're not invisible. If you're playing Pokemon Go in a fuckin' graveyard your ass is about to get haunted." With another slow drag from his cigarette, he took a step closer towards the other after having both his private bubble and 20 minute break interrupted by the new, living presence. Already irritated, his dark brows furrowed harder. "Don't tell me you're here for a quick fuck; people don't STILL have sex in the cemetery, do they?"

[hxxll-o]

He stared at the upside down box of cupcakes currently on the floor and felt a momentary need to take a deep, shaky breath so he could refrain from spontaneous waterworks. Truly, he should have predicted this; he's never had much success in balancing things and if it wasn't for his memory failing him that morning, he wouldn't have to drop by the grocery store AND the bakery that evening. The longer he stood there, staring at the waste of 30 dollars and food, the more his stomach knotted until the aggressive collision of someone's shoe against the cardboard propelled his little cupcakes further towards the edge of the sidewalk. "Hey!" He said pitifully, scampering towards the box and finally placing it upright and away from future kicks. "You should watch where you step, you know. It might be dessert this time, next time it might be a puppy or a child.”

[jasonharpcrs]

only after a year of staying in pondbridge, jason was growing tired of this town, knowing what else was out there. he was staying by himself in a mansion; a rich kid with way too much free time. besides his music, he did not have anything else to work on. he even considered taking up a part-time job at a local joint just so time could pass by faster. however, he was grateful that he was able to rekindle friendships with people he lost contact with after leaving for los angeles. 

jason found himself at a bar, trying to enjoy himself. he remarked, “god, is there really anything else to do in this town?” he took another swig of his beer.