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@unclebroxjohnny
“The fact that a red sock found its way into my white wash better not be an omen for the year ahead. I suppose I always liked pink sheets, anyway.”
“It’s because you didn’t come to the party. That’s the universe telling you, you fucked up.” He joked.
“Listen, it’s not so much that I don’t care – I’m just to the point that my give a fucks are so far in the red that I’m going to have to take out a 30-yr loan of fucks to repay them.”
“Well, that’s kind of intense, don’t you think?”
jesse-cw:
Somewhat reluctantly, Jesse sat down next to Johnny on his bed and watched closely as his uncle lit the bowl. Whatever kind of pot he was using smelled like good quality, much to Jesse’s surprise. After Johnny took the first puff from the pipe, Jesse took it from him and took a long, deep drag from it himself. It seemed like forever ago since he last had a good smoke, even though he got blazed out of his mind in the woods only yesterday. “What the fuck would you even know about teen spirit? You’re like what, thirty?” Jesse teased, after he exhaled the smoke from his lungs. He actually couldn’t believe that a guy like this was really related to a ‘family man’ like his father, especially after the whole story his dad had told him about his parents being heavily religious. “So, who are you, really? Is this like the new methods burglars are using nowadays? Come in at broad day light, get high with whoever is at home and then rob the place?” He shrugged, letting out a soft chuckle before taking another puff. “Because if so, go for it, dude. As long as you don’t touch my paint brushes or the quality paint.”
“Thirty? Fuck off, kid, I’m only 26.” He took the bowl back from him and took another long hit. After holding in the smoke for a minute, he exhaled, clouding the room with the dank weed. “I’m your Uncle Johnny. I’m Joe’s brother, John Collins.” He took another hit from the pipe and then passed it to the younger male. “Old Joseph wants to be a family. He wants to be the big brother I never had.” He rolled his eyes and laid back on the bed with his hands behind his head. “Funny, right?”
jasminelavender:
“Oh yeah, he’s my fiance. Would be kind of rude to leave him on New Years.”
“It would be rude, yeah.” He nodded. “So what name should I put on the list plus one?”
jesse-cw:
“Considering the fact that you barged in here carrying a bag of ganja and asked his son to smoke a bowl with you, I’m pretty sure he would mind it actually.” Jesse squinted his eyes at the stranger. For a moment he considered his options. Of course he could tell this Uncle Johnny character to fuck off, but then again, he really did wanted to get high. Letting a complete stranger who is carrying drugs and god knows what else into your room seemed like a terrible idea still, but what would be the worst thing that could happen to him? Getting murdered? Not like he wasn’t already planning on dying today anyway. “Fine. My room is upstairs. And fair warning, you touch me again and I’ll break your kneecaps, Uncle Dickhead.” Jesse bluffed, as he had never won a fight in his life.
After they made their way upstairs, Jesse opened the second door to the right. The scent of the paint was still very much present, as he didn’t think about opening a window when he exited his room a few minutes ago. “Sorry about the smell” Jesse apologized before he walked towards his window to open it, and immediately felt incredibly stupid for saying sorry to this freakshow. “So, are we gonna smoke or what?”
Johnny scoffed when Jesse threatened him. Did he believe this kid could do anything to him short of make him laugh? No. “Jump back, we got a badass over here.” Still, he followed him to his room, filling the bowl as they walked. Johnny had learned to multitask quite a bit in his drug induced hazes over the years. Johnny shook his head when Jesse mumbled something along the lines of an apology. “I’ve huffed worse.” Was his only reply before making himself at home on Jesse’s bed by way of plopping down. “Soon as we smoke, maybe you’ll chill the fuck out.” He rolled his eyes before lighting up the bowl and inhaling a good lung full. “Smells like teen spirit.” He was moreso talking about Jesse’s angst but now the smell of the loud weed.
jasminelavender:
“Oh I imagine it’s a very busy night for you. Thanks, I appreciate it. I honestly have no clue what Archie’s plans are, but I will let you know.”
“Archie? A plus one on the list then?”
maliiaortiz:
“i guess that’s true. honesty can get you a lot of places.” she sighed, finishing off her drink as she lined up for another shot, keeping an eye on his movements.”
Once she’d taken her shot and missed, he stood and lined up a shot of his own. He made the ball and shot again but missed. “I don’t like to lie. Hard to keep it all straight.” He shrugged, pouring more tequila in each glass. “How about you? Do you lie?”
jesse-cw:
Jesse was completely caught off guard when the guy who identified himself as ‘Uncle Johnny’ casually shoved his way in. “Uncle Johnny?” he repeated with a puzzled look on his face. His father never talked about his own family, although he did recently mentioned that his parents wanted to come visit them and the fact that they weren’t welcome in their house. However, there was never a mention of any Uncle Johnny. “I don’t care who the fuck you are, asshole. You can’t just barge into a person’s home like that!” Jesse snapped at him, but then laid his eyes upon the pipe and the little bag of weed the guy took out of his pocket. “What the fuck..”, Jesse said out loud, questioning whether or not this was actually happening or if he was simply losing his sanity even more than he thought was. “Are you a crazy person or something?”
Johnny laughed with a shake of his head. “I don’t think Joe will mind me coming in. I’m supposed to meet all you shitheads anyway.” He was talking about Joe’s kids and husband. He stepped closer to the blonde and tapped his cheek with an open palm. “Don’t be such a little prick, mkay?” He had literally no kid-gloves and wouldn’t develop any anytime soon. “I’m not crazy but I can take my bud elsewhere since I don’t see Joe anywhere.” He looked around, feigning surprise at him not being here.
[TW: Suicidal Thoughts]
closed thread // @unclebroxjohnny
Jesse’s faced scrunched up in disgust as he took a few steps back from his easel and looked at his ‘finished’ painting. He had been working on it for hours already, and every improvement he had tried to make only seemed to make it look worse. Then again, he wasn’t even surprised anymore about that at this point. The quality of his work had been decreasing, as had his inspiration and motivation. It was frustrating the hell out of him, just like every other aspect of his life was doing lately.
He searched through his bag, trying to find his ganja, when he suddenly remembered that he had already smoked all of it in the woods yesterday. God, why was he so damn greedy? He sighed loudly. Probably because he really needed it to make it through a fucking day. It was then that it suddenly occurred to Jesse that he was home alone again, and this time he was actually positive of that. His parents, Jane and Shiloh were working and Emilie was at a friend’s house. Maybe this was it, maybe this was the right time to just end it all. No more hurt, no more fear, no more being a failure, no more parents who didn’t love him and no more fake family. Jesse was tempted, very tempted to just give in to his dark thoughts as walked down the stairs and contemplated on how he would do it. As he settled on the idea of grabbing a knife from the kitchen drawer, the doorbell rang. Just his luck.
Jesse walked to the front door and opened it just enough so he could see who it was. He didn’t recognize the guy, yet he still look somewhat familiar for whatever reason. “Yea? What is it?”
Johnny had tried to call Joe to get ahold of him to meet up with him but when the call went unanswered, Johnny figured he would just stop by his house. If he met some of his nieces and nephews in the process, so be it. When a blonde boy answered the door only enough to see out, Johnny eyed him up. He seemed very distraught for some reason. “Hey, it’s your uncle Johnny. Did Joe tell you about me yet?” He pushed his way through the door and into the house. “You are which kid?” He asked, not really paying much attention to anything besides the pipe he pulled from his pocket. “You got a light?” He held the pipe up so Jesse could see it. He pulled a baggie of weed from his jacket pocket as well. “You got a room? I don’t think Joe would appreciate little bro getting his kid high in the living room.” It was an assumption that Jesse got high but nowadays, every kid seemed to get high.
unclebroxjohnny:
“Yeah, I don’t know about that. I’m partial to New Years. It’s a great business day for me.”
“It is? Oh that would make sense, then. I’m not a massive party person so I’d much rather see the New Year in in my pyjamas.”
"Being in the bar business on new years is a pain but it also puts some decent coin in your pocket. If you change your mind, I'll put you on the list."
unclebroxjohnny:
Johnny could tell the older male was annoyed. He liked their parents about as much as he did, as far as he could tell. “I was looking for my big brother that bailed before I was born. They found out and decided to contact you. I told them to stay away but your guess is as good as mine.”
Joe stared at the kid, at least twenty years younger than he was. What? So many questions entered his mind and yet none he could truly bring himself to ask. “If I’m getting this right, you’re… twenty something years old which means that they had you after they kicked me out and then told you I bailed.“ Why did he laugh like that was the most funny thing in the world? But it would make sense if they contacted him. Had he responded, he probably would have known the man was coming. “Did they tell you why or did the pretend to be perfect parents about the whole thing? Probably told you they begged me to stay while kicking me out the front door.”
He rolled his eyes at the older male, his account of the events sounded about right but it didn't make being abandoned in that house any easier. "I'm well aware that you like dick. I don't care. I practically had to tell mom and dad that I did too in order for them to let me leave. It's a pretty recent discovery though. They never really talked about you until we were old enough to ask." He scoffed. "I know damn well they aren't perfect parents, don't worry your meat had about that."
maliiaortiz:
“the world is all about their double standards. men should know better. that’s the point.” she shook her head, standing back from the table to grab the new drink. “i’ve noticed.” she said with a smile.
“Least I’m honest.” He said simply, lifting his glass to cheers her without really doing it. He drank down his glass before pitching himself onto the stool at the small table near the pool table.
jasminelavender:
“It really would be, but I’m glad that I’m not. Christmas is honestly the best holiday”
“Yeah, I don’t know about that. I’m partial to New Years. It’s a great business day for me.”
maliiaortiz:
“getting drunk and having sex can be a very irresponsible decision. a fun one but a bad one.” malia lifted her drink before taking a drink again.” she kept a few feet away from him, watching his movements. “oh, such a gentleman.” she moved to the wall to grab a stick before lining up her shot. “malia.”
“Getting drunk and having sex for girls maybe but when guys get the women drunk, then we’re the assholes that take advantage.” He poured them both more drinks, filling the glasses a bit more this time. “Besides, I’m no gentleman.”
maliiaortiz:
she took that as a moment to move on from that point of the conversation, placing the glass back onto the bar as she kept her eyes on him. she gave him a look, shaking her head. “is that a pick up line? i’m not sure you’re very good at them. getting me drunk isn’t going to get yourself laid that easily.” she wasn’t opposed to it but she wasn’t a whore, either. “but i’ll take that bet.”
It wasn’t a sound business practice but these little games excited him. “I’m not trying to get you drunk. What would be the fun in that?” He smirked as he racked the balls and stood back. “Ladies first. I’m Johnny, by the way.”
jasminelavender:
“Oh not exactly, but nothing to worry about either.”
“I wasn’t worried but it would suck to be sick of Christmas.”
