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Maybe Charlie didn’t seem like the biggest or most typical fan of circuses, but truth be told, she was actually enjoying her night so far. Eating some fresh popcorn, there was something about the night air that gave her a good mood. “I never got why there are people who are afraid of clowns.” Charlie admitted, offering some of her snack to the person besides her, gaze focused in a particular clown heading to cheer some kids or to do whatever it was clowns did. 

      is  it  potentially  embarrassing  ?  possibly  so...  but  what  are  families  for  ?  he’s  been  bopping  along  to  the  circus  music  here  and  there.  his  focus  isn’t  on  the  food  but  rather  the  millions  of  things  his  mind hasn’t  decided  to  focus  on  yet.  “i  have  no  idea,”  noah  takes  a  handful  of  the  offered  popcorn  and  glances  at  something  in  the  distance;  not  the  clown  but  probably  close  enough.  the  popcorn  rests.  “john  wayne  gacy,  probably.”  maybe  a  little  bit  of  pennywise  the  dancing  clown  as  well  but  he’s  fictional.  fictional  villains  aren’t  so  scary  to  him. no,  it’s  the  real  ones  that  get  him.  he’s  overcome  with  the  realization  that  he’s  never  thought  to  try  out  his  hand  of  being  a  professional  clown. it’s  easier  to  pretend  evan  won’t  be  totally  pissed  he  stopped  to  chat  with  his  niece.  “wonder  if  he  liked  the  circus  too ?”

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𝑵𝒐𝒂𝒉  𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓❜𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

i still have to plot more family things but here’s a bit about noah, as short and sweet as i can right now:

noah is evan’s little brother. only by a few years but let’s be real, he’s baby.

evan tried to get their father’s love whereas noah did not. i mean, he didn’t try at all. no, he saw what a shitty dad he was and pretty much stayed in evan’s shadow. he was closer to their mom; however close you can be when someone’s a drunk.

noah was a kid who couldn’t sit still for long so when he was a teenager, he had a different hobby every week and looked for things to do outside of the house. basically he left early and came back late by the time he graduated high school.

cooking wasn’t what he wanted to do for a career but it was the only thing that forced him to stand still long enough to make sure it was perfect. he went to culinary school, worked for restaurants and such on and off before quitting permanently and working as a private/personal chef for the richie riches.

his parents inspired a sort of motto in him. other than evan and his kids, noah never truly allowed himself to get close to anyone. he doesn’t want to be like their father and even if he’s like his mother, he’ll never burden anyone else the same way. sure there’s been a friend or a hookup here and there but nothing has ever stuck more than a week or a few months. he made it a point never to bring those people around evan or the kids either because those friends? he most likely made them while he was drunk and other drunks together don’t make great decisions.

his secret? he’s an alcoholic -- just like his mother was. he doesn’t tell anyone, not even his brother, ESPECIALLY not his brother. no, he knows what alcohol can do to a person. especially to a person who is the one who hasn’t been drinking.

the second secret? he slept with his brother’s wife. evan’s youngest? it’s really noah’s child but not even noah actually knows that. TO BE PLOTTED OUT. it’s something he regrets, possibly the one thing he regrets the most in his life, and he’s done plenty of stupid things before.

he sees himself as the fun uncle who doesn’t snitch. he’ll give you fifty bucks even through some fake ass excuse if you need it/ask for it. sometimes he’ll just give it anyways because he can. 

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Things just went wrong too many times.

Suicide note of Tony Hancock (1924-1968). (via fyeahlastwords)

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