#strength ft. tower

[amstrength]

ft. the tower @repudiates location. bottom of the staircase at the beach house

even with food in his stomach, the night still hadn't turned around at all. even though it seemed like everyone around him was having the time of their life, all benji could feel was exhaustion. he leaned against the wall, head resting against the railing of the creaky staircase. he simply watches people pass, spilling their drinks, sloppily dragging each other along, some laughing, some crying. it was lonely for somewhere so crowded. he's about to get up, find something to get him out of this funk, when she catches the corner of his eye. he perks up, "wait, juniper," his deep voice carrying over the noise in an attempt to get her attention, "are you good? looks like truth or dare was a shit idea, who woulda thought?" he offered, an apologetic smile as he looked up at her from his spot on the stairs.

[amstrength]

ft. the tower @repudiates location: bitter end

the whole month felt like a decade to benji. the last two days alone felt like it was half that time. and for most of that, he hadn't slept. he had too much going on to do that. so coffee was his fuel. usually he would try and make some at home, try and save a couple bucks, but of course everything had to fall apart. he was taking a breather, sitting in a tucked away booth. he intended to be alone, but plans always change. he smiled up, exhaustion evident, "hey junie," he scooted over, waving her over, "come and sit with me,"