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elijahsparker​:

elijah nods and hums in response, a small smile on the corners of his lips. “oh shit, seriously?! len, that’s so cool.” he beams in happiness for his friend as he nudges her shoulder lightly with his hand. “i bet you’re super excited. they all sound like good people, you know? you should introduce them to us, though i also would understand if you didn’t want that.” he chuckles. he saw lennox as much of a sibling as cyrus or atticus but he also knew that they were a mess. as all families were sometimes. he shakes his head, “not really, no. been tryin’ to keep the gigs at the area 51 to a minimum now that iris’ starting to get bigger. i don’t want to miss out on her important milestones, y’know? even the small ones.”

Lennox gave a small, somewhat uncomfortable smile. Talking about her family always made her feel that way, but this was Elijah. She felt she could tell him, and sometimes it sucked not talking about anything all the time. “I told them no originally, um, in Texas, and this time I said I don’t know,” she said, biting her lip. “I guess... I don’t know... I just... I don’t feel good enough?” She paused, letting out a breath. “Do you have a beer I could have? Or like, anything?” she shrugged a shoulder. “But um, yeah. I think I’m gonna tell them yes this time. Like, make it a surprise or something and ask them to please adopt me. They’ll be really happy.” She paused again, a bit speechless at the idea of introducing them to her family. “I--really? You’d want that? Maybe one day,” she chuckled. She allowed a real smile to grace her features as she thought of them. “Well nothing wrong with that. That’s pretty cool, actually. Iris deserves the best, if that’s not weird to say.” Her eyes always lit up when she talked about children. “I’m proud of you, Eli,” she admitted, a rare soft moment. 

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Lennox’s eyes narrowed. She was extremely disturbed and pissed off and she wasn’t going to keep that a secret. “Are you serious?” she said towards the alien in costume. “You’re creepy as fuck, you little weirdo.” She slurred her words slightly, but she wasn’t drunk enough, couldn’t be drunk enough to lose her sense of herself and others deserving respect and common decency. “Hey. Where do you wanna go? I’m fine with anywhere as long as it’s away from here.”  

“GOD. why is it the drunk nerds that always seem to get the most handsy?” aylin huffed, turning to the person beside her as she tucked raven locks behind her hair, “please…get me away from here before i pour this drink on this alien’s head…and this drink costs more than i make in an hour.”

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A grin spread across Lennox’s face as she downed a drink from her bourbon. Setting the empty glass down, she tilted her head slightly to the side. “Why would you be nervous to tell me? I love compliments,” she teased softly. Chuckling, she bit her lip. “What I meant to say is thank you. You can tell me anything.”

“okay so drunk me is braver then sober me…” arthur began, cheeks were already pinker than normal thanks to the liquor blush that added to his normal arthur blush. he ran a hand through already messy ginger locks, “but you know you’re like…gorgeous right? sorry if that makes you feel uncomfortable. i just…i’ve always been too nervous to tell you.”

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Lennox looked over at the other with a foul look on her face. Even though she could totally be a diva sometimes, it was always only around the band members, and not around strangers. She didn’t know if the other was joking or not, but she thought it was in bad taste. “What happened that people stopped uh, wanting to win you stuff?” she asked, partly curious but mostly just to be a smart ass. 

location: crash-con.

open to: everyone!

“it’s such a pain being a celebrity!” laments audrey. “i miss the days when people at crash-con would win me stuff just because i’m adorable.” she sighs. “now, they do it because they want an autograph or because they think i’m their key to meeting a one direction member. i mean, come on, are they even still a band?” she huffs. is she being serious or just kidding? as is usually the case with audrey, hard to tell. possibly both.

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marcosxserrano​:

He got why she tried to speak pleasantries, the whole awkwardness of a drug deal and all, but the last thing he was going to do was spill his day to her. “Mhm… yeah, peachy,” he replied simply, eyes flicked up to look to her own as he palmed a small baggie from his jacket and took her hand, which to most would seem like two people having a moment of romantic beginnings and not exchanging coke. “Do you think I would exchange pleasantries in a bar? I just want my money, Doll,” he replied, expectantly.

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Something about the way he spoke to her caused Lennox’s heart to start pounding in her chest as anxiety filled her but she didn’t let it show. She pursed her lips and faked a smile when he took her hand, clasping the bag into her hand tightly and moving her hand away from his, stuffing the baggie into her pocket. “Here, take it,” she said, fear now rising inside of her as she spoke in a small voice, handing the appropriate amount of money over to him. She hung around a few more minutes for good measure, but then slipped away from the bar. Just before leaving, she lowered her mouth to his ear and said lowly, “I’m not your Doll.” Pulling away, she gave him one last look and a nod before turning on her heel to walk away. Dark thoughts swirled through her mind and she needed to get her fix. She wasn’t proud of it, but she could numb herself out to the point where she didn’t think about it too much. 

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kaspermarr​:

the blinding beam of light temporarily incapacitated kasper , who growled and rubbed eyes with balled fists in an attempt to clear vision . “ – oh c’mon , sunshine , i’m not a peepin’ tom . calm the fuck down , “ he spat back at the woman , standing from the dead bush he had been cowering behind with twigs , leaves and various other pieces of detritus stuck within a mound of dark curls . “ that’s no way to treat your new neighbour . “ he’d made it to roswell with only the clothes on his back and what he could fit in a rucksack , driving across state lines until he reached roswell of all places . if this was the reception he was going to receive the male might as well have continued all the way to california . at least then he could appreciate peaches on the beaches . “ i’m tryin’ to find a place to stay ‘til i get my trailer . sleepin’ in the back of a pickup ain’t as fun as the movies make it look , “ 

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Lennox was definitely not buying that this guy wasn’t just a creep, but she tried to entertain the idea that maybe, just maybe, he had a good reason for cowering in her garden hedge at three in the morning. “First of all, don’t tell me to calm the fuck down. I don’t even know you. You could be a serial killer,” she practically spat, staring at him in disbelief and shaking her head when he continued to speak. Still with venom in her voice, she opened her mouth to speak again. “What are you even doing out here? Why are you hiding?” she asked, though this time there was a slight note of curiosity filling her voice. She kept her distance from him though, staying on her porch, and continued to shine the light in his face. “You’re...trying to find a place to stay. Here?” she furrowed her brows, exhaustion and sleep deprivation likely adding to her confusion as she wondered what this guy was up to. 

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closed for @ofnctalia​

Lennox sat curled up on the floor at the bookstore, perusing through the beginning pages of Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. It didn’t matter how much she had read it, the female could spend hours at a bookstore, and it was a particular copy that she didn’t own yet and was sure to purchase. She hadn’t meant to get hooked into the book all over again, really, but it just sort of happened, so here she was. The only thing that managed to grab her attention occurred when a familiar shadow passed by her, and she had managed to make out the familiar features of the female. Narrowing her eyes in curiosity, she hopped up from her spot on the floor and called out to the other. “Natalia!” A large smile pulled at her lips. “Hey, oh my god, what are you doing here?” She felt bad they hadn’t kept in touch recently, but that didn’t mean that her LA friend wasn’t still someone she very much cared about. “How are you? How’s everything? I can’t believe you’re here.” She chuckled, pushing a strand of hair out her face as she met up with the other girl. 

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text 💬 lennox

Cyrus: wait, you do?

Cyrus: lennox..... i don't feel like this is the sort of conversation we should have over the phone.

Cyrus: and i'm not exactly in the right mind set for this now.

Cyrus: i don't know. maybe we should meet up later to talk? i think we should. but i need some time apart from all of you. my sobriety is just more important.

Cyrus: i hope you can understand that.

Lennox: You're right, it is. Sorry.

Lennox: Oh. I understand. Of course. Please be safe.

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Lennox was startled initially when she saw someone behind the garden hedge outside her trailer park. She had enough paranoia living here and trying, though failing, likely partly due to the fact that she was still in denial, at becoming sober. She narrowed her eyes now, angry that someone was giving her reason to be paranoid, and slammed open her door, closing it hard behind her. She had a flashlight in hand and shone it bright into his face and her keys with a small can of mace spray attached. She whipped it out but when he began talking, she slowly lowered it and just grit her teeth, shaking her head in disbelief. “Uh huh. What the fuck are you doing here in my fucking yard, at any fucking time, but especially at 3 in the goddamned morning? What do you want? I did see you,” she managed, furiously. 

— http: open starter . @roswellstarters ( anywhere ! )​

being six feet tall ( or just a little under , although he’d never admit it ) kasper was rather too big to be hiding in such a way , and yet there he was with his knees up to his ears crammed into the gap between somebody’s front garden hedge and a white picket fence . he wouldn’t be recruited for the CIA any time soon , at least not for his ability to camouflage , or lack thereof .  “ i’m not here , you didn’t see me – i’m a ghost in the night , an enigma . if anyone comes knockin’ on your door tell ‘em you haven’t spotted any shifty lookin’ curly-haired characters skulking around these parts . makes me sound like some sort of criminal ; just to clear the air , i ain’t murdered nobody . and no , i’m not part of the ‘ onlyfans ‘ leaks either . i can’t clear your debt , i won’t judge your search history and no , i’m not named after the friendly fuckin’ ghost , “

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elijahsparker​:

a smile spreads over his lips as lennox makes her way into his apartment. with the way he was leading his life before sobriety, it never occurred to him that one day he’d be a father. it’s true that he had helped raise his brothers but now having a kid of his own, that would eventually call him dad, was much different. but he loved that little girl with everything in him and he was grateful that those around him did too. “no, you are a delight. i just deserve some yelling at times, you can say it.” he jokes. elijah is used to lennox stopping by since they’ve always been close, and he often saw her in the same way he did his brothers, but there’s something about her silence that tells him she doesn’t want to simply hang out. “cool. we’re really due to a hanging out session without it being in a studio.” he shrugs as he throws himself by her side on the couch. “so, anything goin’ on lately? how’s the family?” he tries to be as casual as he can.

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"Yeah, well. We probably all deserve some yelling at times,” she said back, good-humoredly, as she plopped herself down on his couch. She smiled at him as he sat down next to her, opened her mouth to respond, and then closed it, deciding not to say anything about what was on her mind. “Not really. Same ol’, same ol’.” She shrugged. “They’re good, though. They... well, they want to adopt me,” she answered, chewing on her lip softly, finally telling him something she hadn’t really told anyone yet. At eighteen, she had said no, but now that she saw they still wanted the same thing, she trusted them more. Lennox was not used to people hanging around. “Anything new with you?”

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text 💬 lennox

Cyrus: yeah, thank you for the empathy. really.

Cyrus: i don't know what you want me to say, lennox. and i can't read your fucking mind so can you please be clear with me?

Cyrus: we've already gone through this.

Lennox: i'm sorry. i really am, cyrus. do you want to talk about it?

Lennox: look, it's stupid, probably.

Lennox: i guess i thought maybe we could have another chance. see, it's dumb.

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text 💬 lennox

Cyrus: i'm not saying i don't believe you, i'm saying he found out somehow and it didn't come from me.

Cyrus: that's obviously not what i want, lennox. and i'm not saying it's your fault, i'm saying it's not just /my/ fault. could you stop being so fucking dramatic for one second?

Cyrus: no wait.. i'm sorry, i didn't mean that.

Cyrus: it's just that lead him to say some pretty fucked up things to me and it's not fucking fair that i get the hard end of the stick.

Cyrus: but it's fine. it's not your fault. it's mine. because all i do is fuck things up on purpose.

Lennox: Oh, I'M being dramatic?

Lennox: I'm sorry he yelled at you, but that's really not my fault. If he wants to be a dick, he's going to be a dick.

Lennox: Look, we're adults, right? We can do what we want. I'm just really...confused. I don't know where we stand ever, and I guess I thought... I don't know.

Lennox: Never mind.

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Lennox wasn’t really sure what to say, but she was definitely down to get drunk even if it was with a stranger. “Sure,” she agreed. “You don’t have to ask me twice to get drunk. I’m sorry about your mom, but um, happy birthday,” she offered genuinely. “My mom was a horrible person,” she said, speaking about her mom as if she were dead, too. She might as well have been. “How did she die...?” She trailed off, hoping that wasn’t a terrible question. 

“today is my birthday…but it’s also the day my mom died.” she was already a few drinks in but was still painfully sober. “not sure if i should celebrate or mourn…” it’d been thirty years and she still wasn’t sure. she turned to face the other, “any chance you’d be interested in getting drunk with me? and yes, i’m 100% pulling the dead mom AND it’s my birthday card on you.”

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text 💬 lennox

Cyrus: aw really?? cause he sure as hell knew what happened between us. so idk what happened there because he found out

Cyrus: my problem is that you don't have to deal with half the shit i do when it comes to our situation, lennox

Cyrus: do you think that's fair on me?

Lennox: Believe me or don't believe me. I don't care.

Lennox: I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. I'll just go back to not talking to you and pretending everything's okay. You want that?

Lennox: I don't even know what to say to you right now. You're... whatever. You'd just spin it around so it's my fault no matter what I say.

Lennox: I was actually trying to be nice to you but now I kind of regret ever texting you in the first place. Have a nice fucking day.

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text 💬 lennox

Cyrus: i'm fine. just been trying to avoid another yelling match with elijah.

Cyrus: thanks for telling him about us, btw. that was really cool of you.

Cyrus: as if i didn't have to deal with enough of his bullshit already.

Lennox: what the fuck, cyrus?

Lennox: I didn't tell him anything. I swear. What is your problem? I don't deserve your accusations.

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marcosxserrano​:

Marcos was hardly surprised when he saw Lennox come crawling on over for some drugs being the first thing on her mind. “Damn, buy me a drink first before you go in raw,” he replied, unamused, despite her quiet tone. “But yeah, I can help you out. You wanting some coke again, I assume?” His voice soft before he took a sip of his beer. “Same price still for the amount you got last time. That what you wantin’, Doll?”

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She hesitated before nodding, decisively. “Yes, that’s what I want. That works perfectly. So how are things with you?” she said to distract from the fact that they were making a drug deal while sitting at the bar, to avoid looks, mostly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to... like, not say hi. I just didn’t know if you wanted to bother with pleasantries or not.” She shrugged.