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"C'mon then, I'll show you around. I know this place like the back of my hand." Tate beckoned as he stood up, turning on his heel- The sound of his combat boots scraping against cement of the front yard. He'd wondered if the brunette deemed him suspicious, finding him hanging around on his newly claimed property so big he wouldn't know where to unpack first. Even if so, Tate couldn't get himself to care as he skipped up those all too familiar steps up to the front door, eager to show the inside in much more depth than there would be compared to Kade browsing alone, stirring in his thoughts. He needed the company, this much was evident, the blonde wasn't an asshole. "A man named Charles Montgomery built this house, some pretty wicked shit went down." His voice trailed off. The interior of the house was an indelible imprint in his brain, like a map he'd memorized front and back. He'd wandered these halls too many times to count, like a lost child aimlessly searching for something not even he could describe. It was all so painful, a life lived in a loop, on repeat.

My bad, man. *Tates lips tugged into a cocky smirk as he shook Kades hand. He could sense the nervousness in the brunette, noticed the ways he fidgeted as if he was unsure how to socialize* But yeah, I've lived here all my life. I even lived in this hell hole for a time, until the economy went to shit. Well, then my ma just had to accept she couldn't keep up with it. *Tate pointed to the house next door, much smaller and less fancy. A huge contrast to his previous residency* She still wanted to stay around though, think she's got attachment issues. *He rolls his eyes* Expect her to barge in unannounced. Just warnin you now. - @ask-tate-langdonn

" your whole life? damn .. uh that- yeah uh that's - " the male trailed off for a moment before releasing his grip and glancing over at the smaller house which was more a house in which he would get used to . a large mansion , not so much . . " you wanna trade places? . . . house is too big to upkeep and honestly, i'm not sure I can handle the echo that comes with such a large place . besides , i'm uh. " another pause as he contemplated for a moment as he occasionally took subtle glances at the male trying to act like his heart wasn't racing a million miles an hour. tapping his foot as he glanced down and fidgeted with his fingers, twirling them and taking a sudden interest in such. although, his thoughts seemed to continue to creep up on him an annoying itch he had to scratch via a small confession. not that anyone typically cared what he had to say. that so much was apparent upon mentioning his own parents were quick to bail on him when it was most convenient. flicking some skin after picking at such for far too long he cringed at the pain before shaking his head before glancing up at tate and letting out a sigh as if he was holding in his breath and becoming frustrated with himself . having almost completely disregarded the warning about tate's mother . " i'm trying to stay sober o-okay?!? a-and I don't think a house like this is going to do me any good in keeping clean . . . " @ask-tate-langdonn

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For the first time in a while, Tates stone cold and calculating gaze melted into a new kind of demeanor; Black orbs that usually stared with intensity, softened a bit- Maybe he felt sympathetic for the other? Pale fingers brushed against the fabric of his sweater, his shoulders slouching back. Kade reminded Tate of his own demons, how he struggled in his own ways. But it wasn't like he had much he could offer- The blonde was a liar, a dangerous individual to be in the presence of. The things he'd done when he were alive was nothing short of unspeakable, and that was the thing that hurt the most when Tate would meet someone new... How he felt like a fraud, the secrets he took to the grave, eating him alive. His voice broke the silence. "Well I don't really got a lot goin on for me so I could um... Stop by often if that helps?" He would never truly leave that house.

My bad, man. *Tates lips tugged into a cocky smirk as he shook Kades hand. He could sense the nervousness in the brunette, noticed the ways he fidgeted as if he was unsure how to socialize* But yeah, I've lived here all my life. I even lived in this hell hole for a time, until the economy went to shit. Well, then my ma just had to accept she couldn't keep up with it. *Tate pointed to the house next door, much smaller and less fancy. A huge contrast to his previous residency* She still wanted to stay around though, think she's got attachment issues. *He rolls his eyes* Expect her to barge in unannounced. Just warnin you now. - @ask-tate-langdonn

" your whole life? damn .. uh that- yeah uh that's - " the male trailed off for a moment before releasing his grip and glancing over at the smaller house which was more a house in which he would get used to . a large mansion , not so much . . " you wanna trade places? . . . house is too big to upkeep and honestly, i'm not sure I can handle the echo that comes with such a large place . besides , i'm uh. " another pause as he contemplated for a moment as he occasionally took subtle glances at the male trying to act like his heart wasn't racing a million miles an hour. tapping his foot as he glanced down and fidgeted with his fingers, twirling them and taking a sudden interest in such. although, his thoughts seemed to continue to creep up on him an annoying itch he had to scratch via a small confession. not that anyone typically cared what he had to say. that so much was apparent upon mentioning his own parents were quick to bail on him when it was most convenient. flicking some skin after picking at such for far too long he cringed at the pain before shaking his head before glancing up at tate and letting out a sigh as if he was holding in his breath and becoming frustrated with himself . having almost completely disregarded the warning about tate's mother . " i'm trying to stay sober o-okay?!? a-and I don't think a house like this is going to do me any good in keeping clean . . . " @ask-tate-langdonn

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You're from the neighborhood, right?

Tate looks up from his concentration, initially lost in carving lines into the bottom of his combat boots with a small pocket knife, sat on a ledge out near the gates before his head tilts up, a surprised look on his face “Yeah... Sorry- Who are you?”

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"Boo."

His concentration is broken, snapping his head around before turning his whole body to meet her in an excited manner, his face lighting up. The cassette tapes he had been fumbling with fall from his pale hands into a pile on the floor where he’s sat.

“hey… ive missed you. How the hell did you get down here so quietly? I would’ve heard you.” A grin pulls at his lips, and he pats the spot on the dusty basement floor right beside him.

“wanna hang out? i was just fucking around with my old music collection that Constance tossed down here forever ago.”

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hey tate. do you ever feel like you're not alive? do you feel any differently from when you were alive? i wonder what it's like.

Your question leaves a confused expression on his face, his eyebrows furrowing in distress.

“i dunno what you’re talking about…” He shakes his head. “no i am- i am alive.”

His words stutter, feeling strange, like his body remembers something, but unable to place a finger on it- Denial slipping through his barred teeth.

“youre messin with me?”

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Dani’s Tate Langdon roleplay muse from American Horror Story. 20yrs old AU Tate. Played by Evan Peters. This is just for fun! Have a nice day!