Well.. that's a wrap folks! I can't believe it's almost been two whole years of Somnium! Thank you so much to anyone who's read along and gotten as attached to my guys as much as I have.
I had no idea where I was going or what I was getting into when I started this, and what a beast it turned into!! Over 790 scenes 😱
I've had more fun than I could've imagined and although this is the end of Somnium, it's not the end of Oscar n' co. and certainly not the end of my storytelling ventures! But I'll ramble about my future plans in another post I think...
Big kisses and hugs to you all on this momentous occasion ahaaakjsdkjd! 🤗🧡
Also! plz enjoy this silliness I faffed around with just for funsies...
Tommy: C’mon.. if you’re not gonna let us pay you back, at least let us spoil your kids.
[Oscar grumbled, admitting defeat; despite his stubborn pride, his kids were his weakness]
Oscar: You’re an asshole, coming here n’ using the degree I paid for against me.
Tommy: That’s your own fault; makin’ it difficult n’ all.
Oscar: Yeah, yeah.. thanks, Tommy.
Tommy: What goes around comes around, right?
…
Rhys: That one’s for-…
Robin: I know all about this model.
Rhys: You’re a pro already, huh?
Robin: I read stuff about ‘em-.. never thought I’d get to use one though.
Rhys: Well, it’s all yours.
Robin: Woah-.. seriously?
[Robin practically vibrated with excitement, cradling Rhys’-.. no, his camera as though it were made of solid gold]
Rhys: Mhm, just make sure your brother n’ sisters don’t get their sticky mitts on it.
Robin: I’ve got a good hiding spot, don’t worry.
Rhys: You can hang out with me in the studio sometime, if you’d like. I’m sure your folks would be cool with it.
Robin: Probably-.. what do you even take photos of in a studio?
Rhys: Models, mostly.
Robin: I prefer being outside-.. or catching people when they’re not looking.
Rhys: Ah.. fan of candid shots, eh?
Robin: I guess so.
…
Oscar: Getting the hang of it?
Robin: Uh-huh!
Oscar: Good-.. just don’t go taking pictures of people in the bathroom again, alright?
Robin: I’ve still got one of you.
Tommy: [cackling] That’s solid bribery material right there.
Robin: It’s yours for a tenner.
Oscar: How ‘bout I keep the money n’ put it toward your hospital bill.
Robin: Hospitals don’t cost money.
Oscar: Call it a taxi fee then.
Robin: But we have a car…
Oscar: I’ll make you get the bloody taxi on your own.
Robin: So, I may as well keep the tenner?
Rhys: The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, does it?
Oscar: [snorts] What is this, national bully Oscar day?
Robin: He loves it really…
Rhys: I wanna do this kinda shit full time after uni so it’s good practice, y’know?
Tommy: It ain’t work yet though, don’t get carried away n’ forget to have fun.
Rhys: This is fun.
Ivan: Oscar ain’t no employer, do whatever y’want; take a million n’ get a portfolio goin’, or sit n’ eat cake all day.
Oscar: [laughs] As long as we get one or two photos we can stick up; it doesn’t really matter-.. just save some cake for me.
Rhys: I’m more of a savoury kinda guy, don’t worry.
Bruno: Aren’t you nervous?
Oscar: [scoffs] No way.
Ivan: I reckon I would be.
Oscar: Pfft, of all the shit we’ve been through recently, getting married is like.. the least worrisome thing ever.
Ivan: Holy shit! I ain’t thought about it like that.
Oscar: Right?! This is a piece of piss in comparison.
Ivan: [laughs] Christ-.. we fuckin’ did it, bud!
Oscar: Fuck yeah, we did!
Ivan: And t’think I almost left…
Oscar: I’m glad you didn’t.
Ivan: Ahh, I love y’too much.
Bruno: Maybe you two should get married.
Ivan: Awh, but then I couldn’t marry you!
Oscar: Are you jealous? Do you want a bear hug too?
Bruno: [chuckles] Save it for later, I think everyone’s ready.
…
Ella: I swear, if anything goes missing…
Norma: Don’t be daft.
Ella: Well, you were investigating these lot not long ago.
Norma: [snorts] You never listen, it wasn’t-.. I suppose it’s complicated, but they’re fine!
Ella: Hm.
Norma: Come on! The grass is dry, the pond is a little less stinky, they cleaned the barn up for us-.. it’s cute.
[DISTANT HOLLERING]
Norma: We ought to tell them to leave it all up, renew our vows.
Ella: Pfft.. if we’re doing that, I want to be somewhere hot with a cocktail in my hand.
Norma: [laughs] Deal.
Ivan: Dude! You good t’go?!
Norma: Are you ready, Bernie?
Bernard: Always!
Ella: Don’t forget what to say this time.
Bernard: Good lord, that was over twenty years ago-.. give me a break!
[Tommy sneaks up behind Rhys, putting on an exaggerated posh accent]
Tommy: Are you taking candid shots, honey-bunch?
Rhys: Are you takin’ the piss?
Tommy: Little bit.
Rhys: He suits being a dad, don’t he?
Tommy: I always reckoned he would.
Rhys: S’pose he kinda acted like a dad t’you in some ways, didn’t he?
Tommy: An unconventional one, but yeah.
Rhys: I’m just glad everythin’ worked out in the end.
Riona: Leaving?
Rhys: Uh.. I’m gonna go back t’uni, so I’m movin’ away n’ stuff...
Riona: That’s rather admirable dear, but I need you.
Rhys: Hunter has plenty of friends who’d be more than willin’ t’take over for me.
Riona: Come now, you’re not so easily replaceable.
Rhys: Well, I’m goin’ anyway-…
Riona: Rhys, sweetheart; don’t force my hand.
Rhys: You need t’find someone else.
Riona: Do you think I don’t see what good friends you are with Ivan and Oscar?
Rhys: I-…
Riona: Oscar even houses your little boyfriend free of charge, isn’t that right? Let’s not forget who’s really fronting that cost.
Rhys: I can pay you back.
Riona: Not the point, dear. I hate to make assumptions, but I simply have to presume you know more than the average Joe.
Rhys: I-.. it’s not like I’d say anythin’.
Riona: Ah, so you admit you know more than you should.
Rhys: What! No!
Riona: [laughs]
Rhys: I just meant like.. if I did, I wouldn’t-…
Riona: Mhm, mhm. Don’t stray too far, dear; I wouldn’t want to waste any valuable time searching for you.
Darien: Am I interrupting?
Riona: No, no! Rhys and I were just having a quick chat about loyalty. He could learn a thing or two from you, Darien.
Darien: Uh-huh.
Riona: Run along now, Rhys.
Rhys: [sighs]
Tommy: If it weren’t for the gingerness, I dunno if I’d have recognised ya.
Oscar: Dead giveaway, huh? Sorry it’s been a while, I’ve been kinda busy…
Tommy: I heard. I’m glad y’finally turnin’ things around for yourself.
Oscar: Uh-huh, uh-huh-.. we don’t have time for mush! Where’s Rhys?
Tommy: Uh, he’s in the bedroom with Coty; packin’.
Oscar: Packing? Good.
…
Rhys: Obviously I need t’leave! But I don’t get why Riona bothered threatenin’ me if Artie was just gonna sack me off.
Ivan: I guess he overruled her.
Coty: That’s a good thing, ain’t it? He won’t have to look over his shoulder all the time.
Rhys: I dunno about good, they’ve been sent here t’beat the shit outta me.
Coty: That ain’t happening, right?
Ivan: Duh.
Rhys: But that’s what they expect, so I guess you gotta…
Ivan: Who’s t’say you wouldn’t fight back? We’ll just smack each other about a bit so it looks legit.
Coty: How ‘bout no one hits anyone.
Rhys: I ain’t even stickin’ round, what’s the point?
Ivan: We’re still stuck here though, ain’t we? He knows we’re close, it’s gotta look believable-.. Oscar! Get in here.
Coty: I dunno, man.. just say he left with no bother.
Oscar: What’s up?
Rhys: Ivan reckons you’ve gotta beat each other up so this looks legit.
Oscar: Fair point.
Tommy: It’s a stupid point.
Oscar: Eh, it can’t hurt-.. well, it will, but it ain’t a bad idea. Just don’t get mad when I hit you n’ actually beat me up.
Tommy: He will, n’ I ain’t stickin’ around for it.
Coty: [whispers] He’s smart.
Ivan: C’mon, I ain’t gonna get mad. Hit me.
Rhys: [whispers] He’s gonna get mad.
Ivan: Christ-.. in the eye?!
Oscar: You didn’t say where.
Ivan: [grunts]
[SCUFFLING ENSUES]
Rhys: Told you.
Coty: Uh-huh…
Rhys: Okay, okay! Quit it!
Oscar: You said you wouldn’t get mad.
Ivan: I didn’t get fuckin’-…
Oscar: You almost knocked my teeth out!
Ivan: Uhm.. sorry, bud.
Rhys: [laughs] Alright, consider me terrified; I’ll leave n’ never come back, I swear!
...
Tommy: Thanks for everythin’, Oscar. The apartment, the laptop, the-…
Oscar: Don’t worry about any of that, alright?
Tommy: I’ll pay y’back one day.
Oscar: Tch, how bout you quit it with the growing as payback? Everyone’s always gotta be taller than me, don’t they.
Tommy: [snorts] My bad. D’you reckon they’ll-…
Oscar: They left Rickey alone, didn’t they? You’ll be fine.
Ivan: Where’re y’gonna head to?
Rhys: We’re gonna find a dorm together or somethin’, we’ll be roomies!
Tommy: [laughs] After we’ve stayed with your folks for a while, which means finally comin’ clean to ‘em.
Oscar: I don’t envy you; I’ve been there…
Ivan: Yeah, kinda glad I ain’t got no folks to disappoint.
Rhys: Alright, geez.. talk about a bunch o’ buzzkills.
Rhys: Holy shit, that’s so fucked up.
Tommy: So, he’s still there? How long has he been lookin’ for her?
Ivan: A month or so, I dunno.
Rhys: Jesus, poor Oscar.
Ivan: I’m startin’ t’think-…
Rhys: No, no; don’t say that.
Tommy: You need t’fuckin’ leave that place already. I told you it was dangerous.
Rhys: I said I’d help those two stop this kinda shit.
Tommy: It’s clearly not goin’ well if he couldn’t even stop it happenin’ to his own girlfriend.
Ivan: He’s right, Rhys… Everythin’ has gone t’shit, you oughta get out whilst you can. I don’t even know if he’s gonna wanna carry on with all that once he gets back. If he finds her, he might just wanna bounce.
Rhys: Don’t say if.
Ivan: [choked] I’m scared he ain’t-…
Tommy: He’ll find her.
Rhys: C’mon, y’need a break from worryin’. It’s not like y’can do much whilst y’stuck here… We were gonna go out later.
Ivan: I don’t fancy being the third wheel all night.
Tommy: We’re meetin’ Suzie n’ that.
Ivan: Then I’ll be the fifth wheel…
Tommy: Y’gotta take your mind off everythin’ for a little while.
Rhys: We could stay in if y’prefer? Get a take out or somethin’.
Ivan: [sighs] I guess I’ll come along for a bit…
…
Ivan: It had t’be the Mill, didn’t it? This place just reminds me of when Oscar od’d now.
Tommy: Well, the best way t’get over stuff like that is t’replace the bad memories with good ones.
Rhys: I told you that.
Tommy: No, you didn’t.
Rhys: I fuckin’ did.
Ivan: [snorts] I didn’t realise you two were old n’ married already.
…
Miya: Ivan! It’s been ages since you’ve been out, where’ve you been hiding?
Ivan: Work n’ that, y’know.
Miya: Oof, bummer. I miss you being around more often!
Ivan: Me too.
Miya: Come n’ dance with us!
Ivan: I suddenly need t’pee real bad…
…
Tommy: Did I ever tell y’how much more awesome y’are these days?
Ivan: Wow, you’re drunk.
Tommy: And?! I still mean it… I never thought we’d be friend friends, y’know? I don’t want you t’be sad n’ lonely.
Ivan: I’m doin’ okay, don’t worry.
Tommy: Shh, let me love you! Y’like a big brother n’ stuff t’me now, I need t’hug you.
Ivan: [laughs] Okay, Tom.
