“ i came in here to escape. it’s hell out there, ” she spoke to jared as soon as she saw him, bringing her knees up to her chest as she swiveled around in his office chair. “ they can fend for themselves, i don’t care ! ” / @seaofinfliction

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“ i came in here to escape. it’s hell out there, ” she spoke to jared as soon as she saw him, bringing her knees up to her chest as she swiveled around in his office chair. “ they can fend for themselves, i don’t care ! ” / @seaofinfliction
📷 for kit
send 📷 for a post of your muse on my muse’s instagram !
when kit’s drunk, every sign telling him not to do something is a direct challenge .... rip @ jared for being dragged to all sorts of weird places bc of that !
@seaofinfliction.
Birds sing around them, the warmth of a mild Manitoba summer simmering like a comforting, corporeal presence. Things have been calm, normal, and they’ve developed some kind of routine here in between the sporadic returns of Capella’s mother to their lifelong home he’s now somehow taken up a semi-permanent residence in. Staying in one place for too long always makes him feel so stagnant, and despite the circumstances of this particular pause in his timeline, it’s not really any better. He wonders what part of his galaxy-mind craves wide open spaces so much; craves wandering and fluidity and ever-changing environments. It’s reminiscent, he thinks, of what an addict might feel like. His body is a physical force craving something he can’t give to it, and his form of a hit might come with consequences just as bad.
Capella does not want to be someone who abandons people anymore.
Sunlight is eclipsed by a stray cloud, casting partial shadows over his countenance as he bows his head slightly, the rough wooden planks of the porch they’re sat on an uneven texture beneath his fingertips. He runs them back and forth, legs crossed, and he thinks. Thinks.
“We should be doing more,” he says, finally settling on a way to approach the one conversation the air around them seems to be pregnant with. It’s the proverbial elephant in the room. “For you.”
‘ you’re not going to make it, you know. ’
it’s not something that they talk about, but that doesn’t make it any less true. perhaps capella is feeling cruel today, or perhaps he just isn’t feeling anything at all. each possibility is as dangerous as the next.
@seaofinfliction.
seaofinfliction
after receiving the address of his current residence, alaya gave jared an estimated time of her arrival - which wasn’t too long if she thought about it. hopping into her car, she made her way to pick up her friend, stopping just around the corner from the front door.
alaya: get off your fat ass and walk, doofus. alaya: i’m around the corner.
Jared ( gun emoji )
alaya: wanna get high
alaya: && i'm not taking no for an answer
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“um i need to meet this boy and approve, son”
“since when do i need your approval?”
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i haven’t been around ok i like just got jared muse back a week ago
look at my last reblog , o k