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stxrlghtss · 6 months ago

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ethan ramos & soledad leon location: outside soledad's front door

Ethan sat in his car tapping his fingers along the Italian leather steering wheel, an added cost in his luxury car that the salesman insisted was worth the extra fee. Looking down again at the paper in his hand that was now crumbled due to him anxiously crumbling it and uncrumpling it. Looking at the address scribbled on the piece of paper of it for the fifth time in twenty minutes he knew it was a match with the address he was currently sitting outside of. He wondered if he could turn back now, tell his parents that the mysterious wife they never met was out of town, an excuse he used the last time they visited, but he knew it wouldn't work. His mother had grown tired of his vague and often unbelievable lies on the females whereabouts, and he knew if it wasn't now the orchestrated lie he had kept up for ten years would fall apart. It wasn't like he meant to lie to his parents for this long, it was just complicated. What started as started off as an impromptu decision lead to a big life change which lead to a bunch of little white lies. Who would have thought that getting married for better housing would lead to ten years filled with lies. He pressed the button that turned his car's engine off and let out a shaky breathe. It was now or never, and while he would prefer never he knew that it was probably easier to get it over with. He tried to go over what exactly to say to the wife that he hadn't seen in a little over a decade. Grabbing a neatly organized pile of papers from the passenger seat he took one last deep breathe before exiting the car. He knew he couldn't keep putting this off forever, the longer he waited the more suspicious his mother became. He thought many times of telling his mother that the fell out of love and got a simple and neat divorce but there was two problems with that. One his parent's were extremely old school and didn't believe in divorce and the bigger issue was what the papers in his hands proved which is that the two never did get a divorce to begin with. Sure they meant to, of course they meant to but they were in college and naive then and in Ethan's case in his idiotic immature phase. So while they both fully intended to sign the papers, send them off, and go their separate ways they did everything but the whole sending them off part, making them very much still married. Plus there was a million other things that made this little arrangement much more difficult his current and newfound wealth and assets for one so a quiet and neat divorce was out of the question due to an early twenty something Ethan not even thinking through the marriage let alone even thinking of a prenup. Taking one more shaky breathe as he reached the door he paused for a moment before knocking. He wondered if she'd even recognize him, he wasn't wearing the familiar basketball jersey and sweats and backwards cap he practically lived in during college, a fitted cashmere sweater and fitted pants replaced the. His glasses that he only wear to sleep in college were now more of a staple these days were the hours he spent in front of a screen. Opting to taking the glasses off he tucked them into his shirt pocket and cleared his throat nervously as the door opened. "Honey I'm home...it's uh me...Ethan...Ethan Ramos..your husband." He said making a lame joke to mask his nerves.

#i promise i can make a starters that don't take place in front of your muses doors but that day is not today.#also ignore the lady is the gif pls #ethan & soledad #001 ethan & soledad.

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luke gallagher & rob hitchman location: rob's front porch

Luke tapped his fingers gently along the car's steering wheel before glancing at the digital numbers on the dashboard. It wasn't terribly late, yet, it was the middle of the night and the male wondered how his good friend would take his unannounced arrival. Raising a hand he ran some fingers gingerly through his slicked gel backed hair, smoothly it down in the process. He wasn't sure why he felt nervous, it wasn't like he hadn't shown up at her house in the middle of the night unannounced before, in fact he had down it more than a dozens of times in the span of their long withstanding friendship. However, something had shifted recently and it wasn't completely unobvious on why. After Rob's father and brother died tragically he noticed a change in her, not that he could place any blame on the girl, yet it was clear their was a bit of an stiffness of silence between them now. Luke was never good with his words, his father barely spoke more than twenty words to him in maybe in his whole life and none of those words had anything to do with feelings of all things. If you followed after his father's example, which Luke didn't have many other to look to, it was less about talking about feelings and more about fixing the things you could, like cars. Luke's father was always tinkering with some beaten up car in the front lawn of the boy's childhood home. The man would rather tinker with a car for hours on end then spend with his family, so Luke learned at a young age to spend anytime with his own father he was better to make himself useful. Quickly, Luke learned to hold the flashlight just at the right angle and in a couple weeks time his father began teaching him as he worked. It was the most his father ever talked and Luke took in every piece of knowledge his father was willing to give. Where Luke's father lacked in loving parenting department his mother Mara more than made up for it. Doting on her kids often and always offering a supportive comment to keep them motivated it was clear Luke had definitely inherited his soft caring nature from her.

Despite this Luke realized very early in life that cars were always much easier to figure out, you could tinker on a car for hours and eventually something would just click and suddenly bam your once confusing convoluted problem was suddenly no longer. Humans however were always more complex. Relating to other people was never easy for Luke and it was fairly clear to any person who spent any time with him that he was what they would call shy. It wasn't really that he was shy per say, it was more that he often didn't have much to say and on the off chance he did have something to say he was highly selective on who he chose to share it with. Which brings us back to Rob, Roberta if you chose to call her by her legal name which Luke had learned very early in on their friendship was never a good idea. Not only would she most likely not respond to it if you did but it also would probably warrant a pissed off eye roll from the female among other things he didn't want to risk finding out. Despite her stern persona Luke had the rare privilege to see a much softer side to the girl, and in return she had seen a more opening side to him, years of friendship will do that to anyone. The walls we built around us to keep others out seem to come down around the people who know us best. Yet, even know Rob as intimately as he did not even the years of friendship could have prepared him for the moment she lost not one but two very important people in her life. Luke barely spoke as is, yet the words he did have swirling around up in his mind never felt like the right thing to say.

Which is why he grabbed his beaten up toolbox, a couple flashlights, and a request for some help. He knew for as long as he could remember the two found aligned pleasure in tinkering around in cars, it was one of the many things he adored about her, and so his idea was formed. He grabbed one of the flashlights and let out a quick sigh desperate for some form of closeness to her again, having missed her known presence in his life. Knocking on her door he waited for her to answer before running another hand through his hair smoothing it down. "Hey, uh, Betty's making that sound again, thought you might take a look for me." He said Betty referring to the 1969 mustang he had been fixing up and tinkering with since he was a teen, his most prized possession. What he didn't tell her was that he had spent the last hour messing with the engine to ensure the sound would take place, he just wanted to show he was here for her and if faking car problems got her out of her home for a little bit and doing something she loved, well so be it.

#rob & luke.#001 rob and luke.

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