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“Oh please, handsome young man, could you help me reach the jack hammers? I’m afraid I’m too short to reach the top shelf.” Elliott said in his best sweet old lady impression. He’d just come in from fixing the lights on their sign– they were no longer Fletcher’s Hard & Con now. He set the tool box back in it’s place behind the front counter and leaned over next to Fletcher. “Well, this looks very interesting.” Elliott nodded, pretending to focus like it seemed Fletch was.

“God, you are the most annoying employee in the world,” Fletch groaned as he stood up a little straighter to look at Elliott before he leaned back against the counter. “Don’t be an ass,” he mumbled, running a hand over his face. “I’m miserable. I’m bored, the guy I thought I was gonna sleep with last night called me fat, and I hate it here.” Fletcher, of course, was just whining. He did this at least once a week.

#[ elliott fisher. ]#[ efisher1. ]

Fletch was leaning against the counter of the hardware store, flipping idly through the pages of his book, though he wasn’t really paying attention to it. He was lost in thought, reading random lines from various pages of his book but not taking in any of the actual information on the page—if you asked, Fletch probably couldn’t tell you what the book was about. Upon hearing the little jingle of the bell over the door, Fletcher didn’t even look up, instead answering in a resigned voice. “Nails and screws are in the back,” he said. “Tools up near the front. Power tools behind the counter.” He flipped his page again.

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ellery-cooke‌:

Town events usually meant big business for Ellery. It seemed like everyone and their dog was looking for a hook up to ‘celebrate’ the festivities. Walking down the beach, he kept to himself, a joint in his hand and his pockets filled with goodies. He’d be screwed if he got caught. Seeing Fletcher, he made his way over to the stage area, puffing on his joint as he walked. “Hey man,” he greeted him. “You good?”

“Yeah, I mean—cigarettes suck, but I’ll have to manage,” he replied. It was the only buzz that Fletch could get these days, and he wasn’t going to pretend like it gave him any pleasure anymore. Just kept away the nausea of withdrawal. “All this is a bit much, but it’s not like my apartment is that far away—no escaping this town’s obsession with kites.”

#[ ellery cooke. ]#[ ecooke1. ]#[ kite festival. // event. ]

cxssiefm‌:

“Okay, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Phone’s away, I’m done,” Cassie remarked quickly, dropping her phone into her pocket and holding her hands up in surrender. “Happy now?” she let out a small laugh and took the ice cream from his hands, a small, grateful smile resting easily on her lips. It’s a known fact that Cassie is practically married to her job, doing everything in her power to improve it every day. Maybe it wasn’t the most healthy choice, but she loves it. It can’t be that bad. “We’ve got some things coming up for the shop. I’ve had delivery guys calling me all day.”

“I bet all those Facebook moms are going to turn out to be right, phones give you radiation poisoning or whatever, and when you get it, I’m going to have to sit by your bedside. It’s going to be so dramatic.” He paused, letting out a small gasp. “What will I wear?” he asked quietly, more to himself than to Cassie before looking back at her with a grin. “Yeah? That’s great, and I’d love to hear about it. When we’re both actually working.”

#[ cassie evans. ]#[ cevans1. ]#[ kite festival. // event. ]

watsonmclaugherty‌:

The ‘make your own cocktail’ idea his father had seemed good, that was until people started mixing all sorts of things that didn’t belong together and people wanted a refund. Not even halfway through the day Watson just started taking orders and only let people shake their drinks and pour it themselves. Now that it was slowing down, he grabbed a beer from his cooler and sat back with Fletcher. “Uh—” Watson didn’t have enough experience for a proper argument, “No, no– good for them. It looks better. But yeah, I hate this kite thing. Maybe one day when I’ve got kids or somethin’, at least the little ones look like they’re having fun. Pretty sure everyone else just wants to get drunk.”

“Yeah, and you’re here to make a quick buck on the rampant alcoholism in this town,” he replied with a huff of laughter, taking another swig from his—tragically—bottle of water. Watson was well aware of Fletch’s problem, and he was one of the few people who would accept Fletch’s jokes about it without flinching. It was one of many ways he tended to test the people around him—see if they were worth keeping around. “I mean, I don’t mind the kids having a good time,” he replied. “But I think the whole thing is just overblown. I mean—what kind of town likes kites this much?” Fletcher shook his head. “It’s weird, dude. I bet there’s a whole conspiracy to unravel under the whole thing.”

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Fletcher spent plenty of time down at the beach, but he was usually down here alone—or with someone he’d picked up at NEON. It wasn’t like he had too many fond memories of town events like this, everything bringing up too much of his relationship with his father—and the conflict that came along with that—making him want to go back to his old habits more than anything else. He pressed his lips together, standing somewhat close to to the stage before rummaging around in his pockets for his carton of cigarettes, lighting a half-smoked half up and taking a deep drag before sighing. He was just about ready to go home.

#[ ellery cooke. ]#[ ecooke1. ]#[ kite festival. // event. ]

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“Don’t tell me you can’t even loosen up for some kites.” Fletcher sidled up next to Cassie, who seemed absorbed in something on her phone—most likely something new for Slam Dunk, if he were to guess. In fact, if he was a betting man, he would have bet his entire bank account on it. He nudged her with his elbow and offered her a small cup of ice cream (because the only reason Fletch was even there that day was for the free samples). “Oh, people having fun and taking a day off work, how hateful,” he teased lightly.

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Fletcher was sitting on a stool behind the McLaugherty and Son’s booth, tossing popcorn into his mouth and looking ultimately bored by everything. “Dude. This kite festival is a suck fest every year and the only reason it’s good now is because the gays took over the entertainment.” He tossed another handful of popcorn in his mouth, pulling his legs up so they were crossed under him. “Prove me wrong.”

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fletcher bleached his hair himself once, and it all broke off and he had to buzz it off :(

he never smokes a full cigarette. he’s constantly carrying around a pack of cigarette halves.

fletch owns exactly six (6) of the same exact flannel in different colors

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my father and i never had it easy, but i shouldn’t have left him. i think i’m always going to regret abandoning him because we didn’t understand each other.

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hi everyone! s here, coming at you live from chicago with my three children: fletcher, bowen, and nikhil! a little about me: i’m a journalist, so i’ve got a wacky schedule, but since i’m working from home now, i’ve had a lot more time to be on tumblr and do some fun creative writing! i love crocheting, cooking, and reading sci-fi—so if you have any book recommendations please let me know!! here are the bios for my kids: fletcher // bowen // nikhil. please give this post a LIKE if you want to plot!!

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