OXY-MORON

weston montgomery | 30 | owner of aunt charlie's lounge

[mckenziejadewalker]

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mckenziejadewalker: we all know i have the cutest laughing face ever, right? anywaaaaay, this is the result of me trying to surprise @westonsbar​ at work.

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[westonsbar]

ollie-blake:

“Really? Oh wow, I can’t wait! Are you performing?”

“Maybe...maybe not.”

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aubrey-morris:

“Ah, that sounds really interesting. I’ve never even seen a drag king, to be honest.”

“It’s amazing.  You haven’t lived if you haven’t seen one...that makes them sound like leprechauns or something, but you get it.  Come out.  It’s free.”

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harrison-julian:

Biting the inside of his lip became an involuntary habit. But while staring at the blonde haired man, Julian couldn’t help himself as he thought the offer over. “My therapist recommended I not succumb to alcohol, however I’m not one to listen to him all that often.”

“Hey, you don’t have to.  I can tell the bartenders that you’re sober, and not to sell alcohol to you if you just wanna see the show.”

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mckenziejadewalker:

You don’t need to tell me. I know you think i’m beautiful. Yeah, i’m pretty sure it’s true. I’ve heard it somewhere, too. I’m just glad that you got what you wanted. I’m sorry they were dicks, though. I’ll show ‘em a thing or two if I ever meet them. You did? Why do you think they won’t come?

Yea, but do you think you’re beautiful?  I want you to know it.  There’s my alibi.  I had a feeling they were going to be.  What can I do you know?  I’m glad I was raised, the later half of my childhood, by Charlie -- he’s my real dad for all I care.  I don’t know.  I just don’t think they’d travel all the way to California for me.

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ollie-blake:

“I want front row seats. Definitely. This is gonna be amazing”

“You know you don’t have to pay for the show, right?  You just show up; you can tip the kings and queens, though.”

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dariacz:

“I-I’m working.” She felt guilty to let down someone who was being so inviting.

“That’s all right, darlin’.  We always have shows, though, if you ever wanna check it out -- Aunt Charlie’s Lounge.”

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nat-harrison:

“Really? I don’t know if I’ll be able to stand seeing some queens who have better makeup skills than I do, Wes.”

“Then I probably shouldn’t tell you about the drag kings that are gonna be there too, huh?”

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aubrey-morris:

“Oh, really? What show is it?”

“Really.  Well, I own a gay bar in Sixth Street, so it’s definitely a drag show.  But we’ve invited some drag kings to perform with the queens.”

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beloved--madeline:

“Well, I know a heathen when I see one. People who do not believe in my God aren’t worth any time, nor the love and embrace of the holy kingdom of heaven. They are being themselves, which is an offense against God.” Maddie said, shrugging. So blissfully ignorant. “God hope you don’t have any children to raise. I’d hate to think of the next generation becoming like you.” 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.  A heathen? They don’t give a shit about heaven.  They have their own heavens.  And even if they do, leave it up them and God.  Mind your business,” Wes responded, becoming increasingly irritated with this one though this happened to him often.  “I actually have two children to raise, and they’re gonna be just as liberal as their mothers and I.”

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ollie-blake:

“Yeah? What kinda show?”

“A drag queen and drag king spectacular.  It’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience.”

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mckenziejadewalker:

Aw, shucks, you’re making me blush. He doesn’t hate us– i’m meant to be the overemotional one. Good. I didn’t want to pry about it, but how did it go? Exactly.

You’re incredibly beautiful, McKenzie; do you know that?  Do I tell you that enough?  Okay, maybe I was exaggerating a bit.  I could have sworn I read somewhere that both parents show signs of pregnancy even though only one is actually pregnant.  Babe, if anyone’s allowed to pry into my life, it’s you.  It went horribly, but I got the closure I wanted.  Every man in my family’s a total dick, so I’m glad I got out when I was young.  The women are all right; my mom’s a sweetheart, and my older sister remembered me.  She was sweet too.  My two youngest sisters didn’t remember me, but they were nice.  I invited them here, but I doubt they’d come.

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abel-jones:

“I heard bar and I’m sold. What kind of show?”

“I love it when they’re easy.  It’s a drag show -- with queens and kings tonight.  It’s gonna be amazing.  I’m super excited for it.”

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elena--james:

“You mean so much to me too. You’re…You’re one of the best men I know, if not the best man.” She told him, hugging him tighter. Elena had yearned for Wes during her painful procedures and it was just a relief that he was there for her now. He was such a protective force for her, a wall that no one could ever go through. With Wes, no one could touch her. He was her big brother, blood or not. She had wanted all of her life a big brother like him. And she had found him. “…I love you more.” She giggled, resting her head back, a bad headache taking place. “Can you, um…hand me those pills over there? I’m getting a…bad headache. Damn concussion.” She said, trying to smile slightly. “Yeah, three painful weeks and it’s going to get more and more painful. I hate it. I can’t…I can’t dance anymore. At least not for a while.” Elena said, tears streaming down her face, but still tried to smile through her tears. “You…visited your birth parents? Oh, my gosh. How was it? What about your brother?” She asked, concerned. 

“I’m sure I’m not the best man you know, Elena, but thank you,” Wes nodded with a smile, feeling the squeeze around his waist.  He huffed when she stubbornly argued that she loved him more.  That was his Lena.  Shaking his head, he shuffled the hair on hers in the most brotherly way, adding, “I don’t think anyone can love as hard as you can, Lena -- my stubborn little ginger.”  He laughed as she laid back onto the bed.  Seeing her expression change caused Weston’s face to transform into a shade of concern as well.  “Yea, sure...” he went to retrieve the pain medicine, “God, you got hurt pretty bad, didn’t you?”  He clenched his jaw absentmindedly.  “I’m sorry, Lena, but I’m here for you, you know.  We’ll get through it together.  And you’ll dance again.  You love it too much,” he assured her, hoping he was right, as he reached to wipe off the wetness that resided on her cheeks.  He sighed when she inquired about his birthparents, preparing himself for some more heartache, “Yea, it was probably just as shitty as I thought it was gonna be -- if not more so.  My brother didn’t go.  He doesn’t ever want to see that side of our family ever again, and now, neither do I.”  Wes shook his head.  “My ‘dad’ is still an asshole -- an even bigger one than I remember, but my mom was sweet.  She cried a lot.  My older brother turned out just like my dad, and my my younger sisters don’t even remember me.  I just wanted closure, you know?  I had all this hate for him inside me, and I just had to let it go.  I’m better now.”

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mckenziejadewalker:

Imagine you with a pregnant belly. God— Probably not. I just missed you. I don’t think we should. It’d make it too complicated, don’t you think?

I think I’d be beautiful -- just like you are right now.  Exactly; I know he hates us.  I missed you too, baby -- so much.  I don’t ever want to leave you for that long, ever again.  I didn’t think so either, but I just wanted to ask.  The baby belongs to both of us.

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dylan-buchannan:

“Are you hitting on me?”

“Uh...no.  I was just promoting the drag show at my bar.  Would you have been more willing to go if I was?”

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justafoxx:

So it seems so far. Just a small town up the coast. Before that, New York.

Yea, I’ve been here for almost fifteen years, and I don’t see myself leaving anytime soon.  Oh, not too far then.  Okay, that’s far.  What made you switch coasts?