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sampsonomalley:
“That’s pretty fair, yeah. At least you got paid.” He laughed softly, shaking his head “Nah, my family usually fasts. I couldn’t take it anymore.”
“I thought you were supposed to fast before Easter and then eat a ton on Easter.”
sampsonomalley:
“Gross, sounds shitty. It is food and I ate it on Easter. So that makes it Easter food.”
“It wasn’t bad. I didn’t have anything else to do and got paid well.” Georgie replied before smirking. “Do you usually eat gyros on Easter?”
kolparker:
‘’ i think i tried everything else, can’t remember if i did or what hm’.’’ kol laid back down, staring at the ceiling. ‘’ dunno if i should like.. be flattered or, i dunno.. fuck, i forgot what i was sayin’.’’ he grumbled, turning over to her. his eyes widened slightly before letting out a sigh. ‘’ shit.. that’s messed up. ‘’ kol paused, before speaking. ‘’ i dunno what else to say because.. i dunno.’’
Owen laughed softly before shaking her head. “You should always be flattered.” Her eyes caught his and she shrugged. “It is messed up. Thanks for not saying you’re sorry. I hate when people do that. But I’m better off than like half the other crack babies. Just don’t become a crack addict and have a kid alright?”
tannercampbell:
“My excuse for what?”
“Still acting like an entitled prick?”
kolparker:
‘’ drugs, yeah– i’m not in the gang no more. got out of it before comin’ here, my.. uh dad helped me.’’ shrugging, his arms folded over his chest– nudging her with his foot. ‘’ yeah, kinda like.. stayed wit’ some firefighters down at the station, and i got into trouble. they passed me off to the cop, been wit’ him since then..’’ grabbing his pillow, he clutches it to his chest tightly. ‘’ i was an ass. still am.’’
Owen smirked softly, looking over at the other when she was nudged before grabbing her camera and taking a picture because it was actually kind of cute. “Stick to weed. Everything else can screw you up.” Owen replied with a small smile. “That’s really cute actually. In a messed up kid sort of way.” She paused for a moment. “I was a crack baby. Still am.”
kolparker:
laughing drunkenly, kol’s head lolled back. ‘’ drugs, assault and battery, attempted murder, gang activity.. the list goes on, and on, and on– i think if i like.. get one more arrest, i get a free punch card.’’ kol mumbled, hand running along his face. ‘’ i don’t know who mine are, i was adopted by the head detective down at the police station.’’
Owen raised an eyebrow. “You still up to all that stuff?” She questioned before nodding. “It’s not worth figuring out. It’s cool you got adopted though. I didn’t speak when I was little so no one wanted me.”
kolparker:
‘’ hm… hm, okay.. i’ll go first i guess.’’ trailing off he tried to think of something he’d kept hidden, before letting out a sigh. ‘’ i have a very bad.. police record, and .. stuff??’’
“What’d you do to get that police record?” Owen questioned before leaning back on his bed. “I know who my real parents are but I’ve never gone to see them.”
kolparker:
once his pants were off, he raked a hand through his hair with a shrug– making a face. ‘’ nothin’ is wrong though, maybe i jus wanted to drink to this level of drunk..drunkness.’’ he mumbled, gaze moving to meet hers. ‘’ who.. says.. what?? time for me to open up ?? about what now ?? ‘’
“No one drinks like this without a reason.” Owen replied, looking at the other before sighing. “How about we trade secret for secret alright? We’ll make it a game.”
awwyattt:
“Yes to the chocolate, no to the second part. Do people actually do that? Sounds more like Easter copying Christmas if you ask me. And it sounds kinda creepy.”
“I don’t know. I don’t celebrate Easter, but I like to imagine that they do. Makes it weird and fun.”
kolparker:
‘’ doing it alone, does it make me a loner.. because if so, i feel like you’re definitely judgin’ me.’’ kol moved to lay back down on his bed, undoing his pants. ‘’ well, i’m undressin’ cos’ it’s like.. hot. and i’m drunk, and everything is blurry.’’
“It does make you a loner and I’m not judging you. I’m very much a loner. But I do not get this drunk alone unless something is wrong.” She smirked before moving to help him take his pants off. “Yes, I can tell. Now because you’re not going to tell me when you’re sober. It’s time to open up.”
brunoeatworld:
“Yeah– I almost had a time machine but my boy went in and erased all my progress, probably cause he was jealous. You worked? On Easter? That blows.”
“All of that went over my head.” Owen replied before shrugging. “Got paid extra and I wasn’t doing anything for the holiday anyways.”
isaacklng:
Isaac frowns at his reflection, one hand coming up to gently touch around the spot. He adjusts the spoon he’s using to see, wincing as he touches a particularly sore spot. “Fucking damn.” He mutters, hanging his head while he lets the spoon drop to the table. The wet hand towel lay next to the abandoned spoon, an ice pack across from it.
“What happen to your face?”
kolparker:
sitting down in his bed with a dazed expression, his brows furrow and he points at her. shaking his head, he unbuttons his shirt and tosses it off to the side. ‘’ nah, ‘m not sharin’– i don’t.. drink.’ HAH. ‘s a lie.. right ?? but i just drank because it’s fun.’’
“So you’re undressing but you’re not sharing.” Owen raised an eyebrow as she walked around his room looking at things. “No, drinking because it’s fun is when you go out with your friends. Drinking because something is wrong is when you do it alone in your frat house.”
kolparker:
‘’ not high enough ‘pparently.’’ shrugging, his arm wraps around her shoulder– nodding. ‘’ always, always– make the other people.. like y’know, go work for their rooms i guess. i have too much street cred, i need to share it. wait is sharing caring ?? ‘’
Owen brought the both of them to his bed before helping the other sit down. “Sharing is caring. And since you care about me you should share why you got this drunk.”
kolparker:
‘’ surviving is.. overrated, i think that’s what you call it– right ?? ‘’ he stumbled, moving to lean against her for support. ‘’ i am.. what– what’s.. street cred ?? i have street cred, i have ALOT.. of it. look for.. vice president, and.. and maybe we’ll get somewhere, dammit.’’
Owen shook her head again. “Surviving is not overrated, it’s essential.” She replied, taking his weight and reaching up to push his hair out of his face. “Oh, Mr. Vice President. I didn’t realize I was speaking to someone of such a high office.” Owen passed a door marked President to find next marked VP. “Thank God the important people are on the first floor.” She pushed the door open and helped Kol into the room. “Got to keep you in here so you don’t lose any of the street cred.”
kolparker:
‘’ i can complete.. life.’’ and his head lolls back and forth, eyes rolling slightly. ‘’ ah– ah– ‘s.. um.. i don’t think ‘m in a position too lead so well, even if.. fuck, i - don’t know what i’m even saying.’’ he laughs and grabs a bottle just as she says to, stumbling forward.
“you might not be able to if you don’t survive tonight.” Owen shook her head as she held her smirk. “Wow, you are making me be way nicer than I usually am tonight. Luckily you’re probably too drunk to remember and ruin my street cred.” She pulled the other along slowly. “I’m going to walk down this hall and hope we pass a door with your name on it.”
