❝ so unimpressed but so in awe, such a saint but such a whore, so self aware so full of shit, so indecisive so adamant, i'm contemplating thinking about thinking. it's so over-rated just getting up and drinkin'. watch me come undone. they're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street, i pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep. ❞
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“Okay, I won’t mist you. But yes! I missed your face!” Hugs the other tighter for another moment before letting go. Lloyd dug through his pocket until he pulled out a button pin that said ‘World’s Greatest Human’. “I didn’t get to see you at the party? Did you have fun? I did!” He mentioned as he put the pin on Everett.
“you had fun at the party and it didn’t even involve me. that’s fucking rude. i thought you were asking me about something... some favour?” shit, he couldn’t remember but lloyd had definitely been rambling about something and it being at the party before it happened. clearly he’d got a better offer. he looks down at the pin with a curious expression but says nothing then, “it was okay. nothing to blow my horn about.”
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rosaxlieslvtre:
❝ you’re not funny . ❞ she says as she gets up from the lounge chairs removing the red bottoms &. made her way to the edge of the pool, sinking her legs into the warm water. ❝ see, I’m not afraid of water. ❞ she says as she cups water into her hands splashing him with water, repeatedly . though that might not have been the best decision, she turns to look at him &. places her hand in the air as for him to retreat ❝ don’t you dare, everett. ❞ she warned him before he decided to either splash her or drag her in the water with him.
surprisingly he doesn’t actually try and splash her or pull her in, a look of pure indignation on his face when he says, “excuse me, are you suggesting i’m up to no good? that’s rude and extremely fucking hurtful, rosalie,” from where he remains bobbing around like a floating head in the pool, leaning back as if he’s going to start doing a rather majestic backstroke but instead simply spreading his arms to float like a dead body. “ah this is the life, imagining what it’s like to no longer be here on earth waiting for the good lord to take me.”
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emersonwinterss:
that much she could relate to at least, that feeling she had come to know like the back of her hand. “yea.” she’d run every scenario through her head when this had all played out, and even if only selfishly, this was one she hadn’t wanted to deal with. “if it helps, i don’t think you managed to fuck this one up on your own, this was a real join effort.” what could she say that would make it better? they were going to be divorced at twenty-four and…however old he was he still hadn’t told her.
“i know.” he doesn’t say it to rub it in, if anything there’s a certain emptiness to it all. the fun is gone, the excitement and anything that was good seems to have been drained away and left them with this weird empty thing. they’re both there but everett has never felt further away from other people, less understood or seen. he couldn’t interpret himself in that moment. “this is shit,” he summarises nicely, hazel eyes focused on emerson, “i guess we got exams and then we can do whatever. but em, who gives a fuck about how many times anyone has been divorced? it’s not a crime. life happens or whatever.”
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a soft hum as she retrieves her pencil again, equipped in her non-dominate hand, before she begins making notes of his answers in the corner of her page. it sounds too big for reese and a water slide would be terrifying, but even she can’t deny it makes for an interesting concept. ❝ you’re giving me frat boy hh holmes vibes, ❞ the words are soft and she clocks the way he never answers what she wants to know most, but doesn’t bother commenting on it. instead, she asks a new question, avoiding eye contact, ❝ hypothetically speaking .. will you forget about me if i leave or would you be willing to keep in touch? ❞
“ i’m cooler than that . “ it’s a blanket statement . no real targeted thought or intentions behind it because if he pictured his dream home , he’s not even sure what would be inside . everett never had much of a material want or desire , a liking for things . he lets out a small quiet laugh at the question and it’s neither happy nor sad , the idea something that was strange but people came and went and it was an ever revolving door . “ i don’t forget about anyone , “ that much was true , he didn’t . he never really let go of the past even if it did get all fuzzy and weird in the end . he’d never even met his biological father but everett still obsessed over him , it was in his nature . “ i wanna say i’d keep in touch with people who keep in touch with me back but i don’t know what the truth is . i don’t know what i’ll do . not ever . sometimes it feels like i couldn’t live without being here ‘cause of the people i met but other times i feel like if everyone in the entire world disappeared then it wouldn’t even make a difference , nothing really means anything . and i’m kinda floating in between those two thoughts on any given day . “
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a small smile placed itself on ramona’s face, the sleepy boy in front of her having a point. she liked to plan, but she did always have fun when she didn’t. “well, i don’t know if that’s always the case, but i suppose i could live with it if i didn’t plan everything this go around.” they smiled. “do you want to come adventure for a bit?”
“ i was just going to watch porn on my brothers ipad all day so an adventure sounds cool , “ even though he was still his normal self there was a certain lack of something . the light was duller , his charisma emptier and everett was wondering how he’d get back to whatever he was before at this point - or if he was meant to . ramona didn’t know all that though , “ let’s go . i was starting to think you didn’t wanna hang out with me , “ he lies , a pout .
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emersonwinterss:
“oh.” emerson found herself pausing again as they thought about it. “i’m an idiot? a hopeless romantic who for some reason didn’t think well enough to say no when you said let’s get married and i’m a hot girl in a taxi that you wanted to sleep with and you got your way you just really put in the work for it i guess.” that was the long and short of it wasn’t it. “i was just…whimsical enough to think the movies were real and you were in a bad place.”
“ it’s just depressing lately , “ he admits , a certain dullness to the words and lack of anything really in his eyes . this was the feeling he hated , the one that he always craved to drown out because it offered the sad realisation of everything his life was and wasn’t . “ dunno what i’ve been doing my entire life but i keep on fucking it all up . it’s like , did i just get put on the planet to make a mess of things ? “
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she looks up from her book, everett standing before her. the blvgari sunglasses slide down her features, resting on the table beside her. ❝ you do know that i don’t really do water, right ? ❞ she inquired but her features softened ❝ rub some sunscreen on my shoulders ? ❞
he didn’t actually offer a response to the initial question as he moved into the water and dipped under and back up , shaking his head like a dog . “ what’d your last slave die of ? “ he joked , looking over at where she was still sat . “ you got a problem with water ? you know , i’m starting to think they invited a bunch of people who fear water on this trip to test out if they’d finally get over exposed and get in . “
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emersonwinterss:
keeping herself seated emerson placed the now thawed pizza on the table in front of her as she watched him move around the kitchen area. it was like every house they moved to just got better and better. “we’re getting a divorce like you asked me to.” she stated as if she had maybe just messed up the first explanation. “it’s just…hard.”
“ yeah , i know . “ he did know that , both of those things . it wasn’t really what he meant though . he meant what were they doing in general ? what had they ever been thinking ? everett knew what he was thinking ... nothing . at the time at least . now he was thinking a whole bunch of things that were fucking annoying . “ i mean like , what the fuck are we doing ? how did we end up in this stupid situation ? “
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“i’m sorry.” she mused quietly as she looked back at him sinking back in her chair, she wasn’t sure why she was sorry, it wasn’t like she could change the legal system or do anything to change the shitty situation they were in. “i can make pasta…or i can just leave?” when they weren’t arguing or being dumb was uncommon and the serious moments felt odd. “you tell me.”
it was unusual for him to have nothing to say but he doesn’t really want an apology , it falls on deaf ears in that sense . “ you don’t have to leave , “ it’s a blanket statement , empirically true and not laced with any emotion as he shifts away and takes a box of frosted flakes out of the cupboard and pauses , “ what are we doing then ? “
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on the edge of the pool , he looks back at rosalie . “ are you getting in or what ? “
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everett had been halfway into his latest fantasy threesome action replay ( a mental one obviously ) when he looked over , “ well , there’s definitely a water slide from the third floor to the first floor , one that comes all the way around the house , “ he said in a semi-serious tone , hazel eyes focused as he shifts to turn his body further , the imprint of the pattern of the cushion still on his face in tiny diamonds . “ ten bedrooms , ten bathrooms , i need a trap door in the kitchen to throw all my enemies into ... “
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she needed a change of scenery, hopeful it’d birth some sort of creative inspiration, but it’s been an hour and her pad is still empty. putting her pencil down with a huff, she begins to roll the shoulder still sore until eyes land on another. ❝ oh, hey! ❞ in typical reese fashion, she doesn’t give them time before she delves into the basic details of her assignment: designing her dream home. ❝ but i don’t have one, ❞ she admits, removing her glasses. ❝ do you? what’s it look like? ❞ eyes drop to her pad, ❝ may i ask why it looks that way? ❞
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“ you missed me or you mist me ? i don’t wanna be mist , keep any unnatural super power shit you develop to yourself , “ he looked down at lloyd before grinning , the guy was a bit of an anomaly to everett so he didn’t know what it could be . “ go on then . “
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Lloyd runs to Everett excitedly and tackle hugs him. “Hi. I mist you!” It seemed like Lloyd kept dropping off the radar every time Interchange was about to change locations. He was around, just doing things… “I got you something!”
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there were few things that could make everett put his head back and sigh in despair but it seemed that his marriage was one of them . the rather unattractive glare of being sober combined with the disaster his life was turning out to be wore him thin . maybe it was a good sign that he cared enough to be annoyed by the whole thing ... that meant he was still somewhat there . “ not really in a pizza mood . “
“turns out it’s like a legal nightmare to get a divorce before 12 months of marriage even if you were ready to bleed coke and vodka when you said i do.” emerson informed as she found her husband in the kitchen. “you can apply for a legal separation first though, that helps, gotta both sign it obviously i’ll let you know when it comes.” holding the pizza on her head she frowned. “you wanna cook this pizza? it’s totally done it’s job after the beans fell on my head but i can’t re-freeze it.”
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“ fuck , sounds like the thoughts that pop into my brain , “ everett joked in a gruff voice , he’d just stumbled out of bed and looked dishevelled , hair ruffled and a certain sleepy look in his eye . “ dunno . why plan ? the best things are always unexpected . right , ramona ? “
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“so anyways, i was thinking–” ramona paused, their eyes latched to their phone. before her eyes, her itinerary of planned things to do had disappeared. a small frown placed itself on their face. “where did it go? i had a whole plan of things to do and see and it just vanished from my phone. i must have pressed something. well, i guess i can just start over. any ideas?”
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true or false: what you want most in the world is to be understood.
ummm , false .
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