#stefani.

[mcneyhoney]

" i told the boys at the door not to let you in. "

twenty minutes to curtain. she's curling her hair, avoiding his eyes in the mirror. pretending he's not there. " if i wanted you here i'da sent someone for you. i still ain't talkin'a you. " what did he do this time??? she's honestly not sure. whatever it was she was mad at him for last week. or the week before that. when was the last time they spoke? not sure but her days have been quieter since.

her nights, longer, though.

@filthystill

[mcneyhoney]

@miidnighters

what a place to spend your friday night. from the moment you step inside the first thing you'll smell is cigarettes, followed closely by booze and vomit. the floor ( carpeted ) is sticky and the crowd is difficult to manoeuvre; careful when you get a drink or you run the risk of losing it the moment you step away from the bar. everyone is talking - shouting, actually, over the live band nestled in front of the stage. by time you arrive it must be, oh jeez, past ten???

you've missed the headliner!

the whole reason to get here! haven't you heard she eats fire??? did no one tell you about how she belts jazzed up pop while doing a strip tease?? what do you MEAN you didn't know she told jokes?!?!!? well, you're in luck anyway, fool. she's there by the bar when you fight through the crowd. granted she's locked in deep conversation with a long haired man in a hawaiian shirt but she spots you over her glass, finishes the dregs and points. she's making a beeline for you.

" YOU... are new. and late. you missed the show. "

[mcneyhoney]

@vihilum​

          " no no, c’mon!! we’re the same size ----  put the damn dress on and let me do my magic! “   stefani has been  chasing   the poor girl around for nearly half an hour now, slinky little velvet number in one hand and a blonde wig in the other. you come to her home, you bring  wine  and you expect not to be gifted an alter ego????  so bold of you. 

[mcneyhoney]

@sleazygoing​

         " there’s two tickets here so bring someone along  ---  it’d be nice to finally meet one of those ladies of yours. the show starts at eight but i won’t be on until nine thirty so, just make sure you’re there by then! “

[mcneyhoney]

@cocainumking​

   " no, of course i am  very   impressed, darling. you were only about five feet short of a ten foot jump that time. “

[mcneyhoney]

@cocainumking​

           " --- okay, i’ve held up my side of the deal, now it’s your turn. put the wig on. “

[mcneyhoney]

@astrowrought​

    " ----- so the guy gets on his knee and says  i want you for my wife!  and of course darling i had to ask  ---   your wife?! what would she want with me?! “

[mcneyhoney]

@egoiidentity​

                 " darling i really wish you would be more careful -- “   

     date night   has never really been a successful concept for them. if it wasn’t stefani calling to cancel because a client offered too much money to turn down, it was crow getting caught on a job and not coming home for days afterwards. stefani can’t say she’s all that disappointed, honestly. since she ---  since losing the baby, there seems to be a wall between them. it’s thin, it’s crumbling, it’s got holes and missing bricks but it’s there. that moment had been too real, now she finds herself unable to give that  realness  again. 

              she sits at her dressing table, half ready for their date  ----  her makeup done, sitting in the slip of a dress and heels  ( of course ),  all she had left to do was her hair when crow came stumbling in. now she has his favourite leather jacket on her lap, carefully trying to mend a large gash in it’s arm by adding a patch from his favourite band.  

                   “ make me a drink while i do this, huh? “