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𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆.

“too bad. i was plotting to see how i could get you to tattoo my name on your ass next.” the mischievous grin was a sloane staple but the shiver that travelled up her spine when she saw him definitely wasn’t. of all the things she was expecting sam to produce, it definitely wasn’t a small jewelry box, similar to the one that had landed on her doorstep on valentine’s day. a beam spread over plush lips, appreciation clearly written on her features. “i love it,” she exclaimed as she opened the box, carefully running a finger over the bracelet. “guess that means you’ll be front and centre from now on, huh?” the thought of that thrilled her more than she’d like to admit. “care to do the honours?” a wrist was held out so sam could clasp it and as she did, she leaned in close to his ear, so only he could hear. “i’ll show you just how much i like it later.”

          ‘  yeah,  that’s  never  happening,  but  you  can  dream,  ’  he  chuckled.     suddenly,  he  let  out  a  breath  he  hadn’t  known  he’d  been  holding  in  when  the  gift  deemed  acceptable.     albeit,  he  was  aware  sloane  wasn’t  necessarily  a  jewelry  type  of  girl,  but  for  some  reason,  here  he  was:  buying  her  jewelry.     but  she  was  different.     it  was  easy  to  tell  it  was  the  gesture  behind  the  gifts  that  she  liked  —-  which  in  return,  he  liked.     it  wasn’t  like  he  had  a  problem  with  spending  money  or  anything  —-  he  had  more  than  enough  to  spare,  but  he  didn’t  like  people  using  him  for  money  and  for  gifts.    with  sloane,  that  was  different.    ‘  oh,  count  on  it,  assuming  there’s  room  for  me,  ’  he  teased,  moving  to  clasp  the  bracelet  around  her  wrist  effortlessly.     a  seemingly  perfect  fit.     a  smirk  appeared  across  his  lips  at  her  whispered  statement.     ‘  yeah?     well,  i  should  get  you  gifts  more  often,  ’  he  continued  to  tease;  something  that  was  easy  around  her.

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𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄.

Matty was aware of how not into sports Samuel ever was. It was funny, to see him struggle around so much but they were now adults that could try not to get hurt and look stupid while playing just the two of them. Matty was athletic but volleyball was never his thing, he was more into football or basketball, really. “I’m fine with that. You’re the one that is gonna lose anyway.” He joked lightly before he positioned himself to hit the ball and get it over the net.

          samuel  could  be  stubborn,  but  anyone  who  knew  him  probably  would  know  matty  would  win.     it  wasn’t  so  much  as  a  pride  thing,  actually;  but,  suddenly,  he  couldn’t  even  remember  how  they’d  ended  up  here  —-  playing  volleyball  of  all  things.     as  the  other  male  began  to  position  himself  correctly  to  start  the  next  round,  samuel  simply  rolled  his eyes.     ‘  okay,  then,  remind  me  again  why  we’re  even  doing  this  and  not  going  straight  for  the  drinks?  ’  he  was  quick  to  inquire.

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𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍.

“Not currently - but if you put in a good word for me who knows.” Andy smiled at the possibility, everything was capable of coming true in her mind. Even a thought like that. “This is a good set to see live - plus, everyone in Treeville basically loves them, can’t be sad in a happy crowd.”

          ‘  i  can  do  that,  ’  he  begun,  a  light  chuckle  escaping  parted  lips.     ‘  yeah?     well,  i  can  say  that  i’ve  only  ever  heard  good  things  about  them,  so  here’s  hoping  they  live  up  to  that  hype,  ’  he  nodded,  managing  to  even  surprise  himself  by  how  much  he  wasn’t  hating  this  whole  festival  ordeal,  like  he  thought  he  would  —-  if  only  because  all  of  this  wasn’t  necessarily  his  scene.     ‘  you  headed  over  there  now?  ’

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𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐌.

“no,” naomi let out in a huff, turning to samuel and showing him a small pout. “i wish that was my huge problem. my huge problem is the puppies, but we won’t get started on that.” she assured him. “and hit the gym twice as hard? i’m not sure they’re worth it.” she extended an arm out to envelop him a side hug before pulling back after a moment. “hey, stranger. glad to see you made it out.”

          ‘  i  highly  doubt  you’d  die  if  you  didn’t  hit  the  gym,  ’  he  begun,  a  light  chuckle  escaping  parted  lips  as  he  returned  the  hug.     ‘  almost  didn’t,  but  i  figured  i’d  come  by  and  see  what  everything  was  about.     plus,  i  heard  there’s  a  band  worth  hearing;  there’s  a  lot  of  hype,  apparently.  ’     a  shrug  passed  his  shoulders,  as  he  snuck  a  peek  at  the  menu  before  naomi.     ‘  how  about  we  get  both  and  we  can  share?  ’

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𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋.

“you won’t give it a try? that’s not very life of the party of you.” sarcasm was evident in her words, not at all actually wanting samuel to try whatever was in the glass given to her. god, she did not miss this. the unknown drinks or pills taken without question were a lifestyle she put behind her and exactly why she was opting to the contents of the glass onto the sand next to them. “guess we’ll never know. why don’t they just use bottles?”

          ‘  yeah?     i  could  try  it  —-  if  i  had  a  death  wish  or  something,  ’  he  started,  somewhat  relieved  as  jenna  poured  away  the  contents  of  the  mystery  liquid  onto  the  sand.     then  again,  anyone  with  a  hint  of  common  sense  would  probably  not  drink  it;  the  shit  didn’t  look  like  beer.     or  water,  actually.     but  by  the  looks  of  it,  there  were  plenty  of  people  drinking  away,  seemingly  not  a  care  in  the  world.     huh.     would  you  look  at  that.     ‘  who  the  hell  knows?     you  should  take  it  up  with  the  people  behind  all  of  this,  ’  he  teased  lightly.     ‘  you  having  fun?  ’

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𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆.

despite herself, there was still someone sloane was not so patiently waiting to see. during the set, she could have sworn that she had seen him out in the crowd but she couldn’t tell if it was merely wishful thinking. the thought of sam in the middle of a rave was downright amusing. the voice behind her was one she could place anywhere and as she turned, she didn’t bother to hide her grin. it was all attributed to the adrenaline, obviously. “hey, thanks. i’ll make sure to tell the guys that. though i don’t know if we can risk jake’s ego getting any bigger without it being a serious menace to society.” an eyebrow raised, head tilting in curiosity as she looked up at him expectantly. “i really hope that you got the band name tattooed on your bicep or something. since you’re our new number one fan and all.”

          samuel  enjoyed  sloane’s  company,  that  much  was  evident.     but  that  was  the  extent  of  it,  wasn’t  it?     obviously  not.     hell,  he’d  even  shown  up  today  for  her,  even  though  none  of  this  was  necessarily  his  scene.     albeit,  matty  probably  would’ve  managed  to  talk  him  into  swinging  by  eventually,  but  surprisingly  enough,  he  didn’t  have  the  worst  time,  and  the  night  wasn’t  over  just  yet.     ‘  ah,  well,  you  see,  tattoos  aren’t  my  thing,  hate  to  disappoint  you,  ’  he  shot  back  teasingly,  an  amused  grin  playing  across  dark  features,  seemingly  effortlessly  whenever  he  was  in  her  company.     ‘  so,  way  to  make  my  actual  gift  look  bad.  ’     well,  there  was  no  going  back  now,  he  supposed.     ‘  here,  ’  he  started  again,  revealing  a  small  jewelry  box  from  behind  his  back.     inside,  was  a  white  gold  charm  bracelet  with  a  single  microphone  charm.     ‘  you  get  a  new  charm  every  time  you  guys  perform  a  show,  ’  he  explained.     a  not-so-subtle  way  of  saying  he  was  definitely  planning  to  go  to  more  future  shows.

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𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐌.

closed event starter for @reignedvices !

“oh, god,” naomi breathed out as she looked up at the menu. it was no secret that naomi had a sweet tooth. in fact, she was certain that the whole town was well aware of this fact by now. which was exactly what led naomi to the dilemma that she was currently in. “how am i supposed to pick between funnel cakes and churros?” naomi huffed out, unaware as to just how close samuel was to overhear her. “what do they expect me to do?”

          as  he  came  up  behind  naomi,  he  simply  let  out  an  amused  laugh  at  the  woman’s  predicament,  letting  himself  be  known.     ‘  that’s  your  huge  problem?  ’  he  smirked,  helping  himself  to  the  empty  seat  at  the  table  across  from  her.     it  was  probably  surprising  he  even  showed  up  —-  even  if  his  nice  shirt  and  jacket  were  kind  of  sticking  out  like  a  sore  thumb.     he  didn’t  care,  though;  and,  he  was  technically  here  to  at  least  try  to  have  a  decent  time.     ‘  why  don’t  you  just  get  both?  ’

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𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄.

closed starter for @reignedvices @ tvl fest !!

“You are going down, dude!” Matty exclaimed as he threw the volleyball back at Samuel excitedly. It almost felt as if they were back in high school, being dumb and playing around without a worry in the world. Granted, back then they had barely got along, and most of the fighting was for real. But now Sam had turned into one of his closest friends and it felt good. “You wanna bet or what? Whoever loses, has to buy drinks.”

          samuel  was  never  exactly  the  most  athletic,  not  even  in  high  school.     he  tended  to  stray  away  from  sports,  mostly  because  he  concerned  himself  with  more  important  tasks  in  his  mind.     nevertheless,  contrary  to  popular  belief,  he  was  capable  of  having  fun  every  once  in  a  while,  so  long  as  he  was  in  the  right  company.     ‘  this  isn’t  fair,  ’  he  pointed  out,  but  stopping  shortly;  he  wasn’t  about  to  be  a  sore  loser  before  he’d  even  lost.     ‘  fine,  but  it  can’t  be  any  of  that  cheap  shit  that  come  in  plastic  cups  or  whatever  —-  lord  knows  what’s  in  those.  ’

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          ‘  hey,  ’  he  started,  as  he  made  his  way  over  to  where  sloane  was  only  a  few  minutes  after  she  and  the  rest  of  the  band  closed  out  the  last  song  of  their  set.     he  was  sure  she’d  seen  him  in  the  crowd  at  least  once,  but  he  still  figured  he’d  swing  by  and  say  hi  afterwards.     yeah,  if  he  was  already  here,  he  wasn’t  about  to  not  take  any  chance  to  see  sloane,  not  that  he’d  ever  admit  that  aloud,  of  course.     ‘  you  were  really  great  out  there.   definitely  lived  up  to  the  huge  hype  that  you  guys  seemingly  created,  ’  he  teased  lightly,  even  though  it  was  obvious  he  was  being  genuine.     ‘  i  uh,  have  something  for  you.     you  know,  to  commemorate  my  first  time  watching  you  play.  ’     /     @sloaneshq.

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Hot Summer Nights (2017) Directed by Elijah Bynum

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𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋.

“is this regular water? or-?” the rest of her question was continued with a raise of her brows as if to clue them in on what she meant. 

          ‘  honestly?     doesn’t  seem  like  it.  ’     a  shrug  passed  his  shoulders  at  the  glass  jenna  had  been  given.     it  had  a   tint  of  color  to  it;  though  it  was  subtle,  it  was  definitely  not  the  water  jenna  had  asked  for.     ‘  don’t  even  think  i’d  give  it  a  try  —-  seems  suspicious.  ’

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𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍.

OPEN STARTER. || accepting

“Fairly local is about to come on-” Andy began. She’d been trying to get as many people over to the stage as possible - really, she might as well be handing out brochures. Her smile didn’t falter no matter the response. How could it with the excitement she was feeling? “-you really aren’t going to want to miss it. Trust me!”

          ‘  what  are  you,  their  publicist?  ’  he  teased  lightly,  obviously  somewhat  amused  by  the  blonde’s  excitement.     ‘  well,  i  was  already  thinking  about  swinging  by  to  check  them  out,  so  no  need  to  say  more.     it’ll  be  my  first  time  catching  them  live,  though.  ’

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SLOANE:     you  think  you're  bugging  me  sitting  in  front  of  me  staring  like  that? SAMUEL:     you  think  you're  bugging  me  dancing  in  front  of  me  staring  like  that? SLOANE:     i’m  not  staring  at  you. SAMUEL:     then  how  do  you  know  i’m  staring  at  you?

          incorrect  quotes  +  ft.  @sloaneshq

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𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍.

“he may have done that because i ate the last of the poptarts in the backroom.” she hummed with a small shrug of her shoulders. “i’d trip me too.” gracelyn teased. “you really think i’d be able to forget everyone who got me there? maybe.. if i keep tripping over boxes.” the brunette chuckled, shaking her head at her own joke.

          ‘  oh,  now  this  ghost  is  obsessed  with  poptarts?  ’  he  inquired,  amusement  to  his  tone.     ‘  have  i  ever  told  you  you  have  quite  the  imagination?  ’  he  offered,  no  longer  focused  on  the  music,  but  on  their  conversation.     in  some  ways,  it  was  almost  nice  catching  up  with  someone  he  didn’t  necessarily  speak  too  often  —-  if  only  because  of  their  respective  schedules;  perhaps  it  was  also  the  fact  that  they  weren't  exactly  close  friends,  but  he  digressed.     ‘  you  know,  it  has  been  a  while.     what’ve  you  been  up  to,  gracie?     anything  interesting?  ’

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𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆.

hands lifts as if in surrender, palms up and eyes wide as she feigns innocence. “i wanna be good, life’s just not letting me.”

          ‘  uh  huh,  ’  came  his  response,  a  hint  of  amusement  to  his  tone  as  he  faced  sloane.    ‘  yeah,  i’m  not  buying  that  for  a  second,  ’  he  chuckled.     ‘  c’mon,  out  with  it.     tell  me;  what’d  you  do?  ’

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𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆.

“well, it’s a good day for a drink. although, for someone who hates today so much, it didn’t stop you from sending gifts. are you getting soft?” valentine’s celebrated had been few and far between for her. she had never been one to participate, always preferring to refer to it as ‘anti- independence day’. well, if you didn’t count this year. she had given to her friends, of course — and him. but he was a friend, right? writing a song for him was like writing one for anyone else. she rested against his cheek for a second, the smallest of smiles beaming on her lips. “was that a compliment? did that hurt you physically?” it had always been easier for her to banter with him this way, any shred of emotion safely hidden behind a quip. that had remained the same as they had gotten to know each other but there was something just a little different about it now. what was different, though, she couldn’t ( and wouldn’t ) say. for a moment, they swayed together. just a little while ago, it would have been hard to convince sloane that she would ever see samuel on a dance floor. it was a pleasant surprise, to say the least. “well, i do love to dance,” her hand rests on his shoulder,  lips grazing his ear briefly. “but i could be persuaded.”

          there  was  no  plausible  rebuttal  for  him  to  even  try,  because  he  knew  what  she  was  saying  was  the  truth.     valentine’s  day  was  pointless;  he  still  very  much  thought  as  much,  so  what  made  him  want  to  take  part  in  it  this  year?     nothing  had  changed  from  previous  years,  or  at  least,  that  was  what  he  kept  telling  himself,  anyways.     ‘  please,  i  was  —-  just  in  a  good  mood.  ’     bullshit.     it  wasn’t  like  he  ever  just  randomly  bought  gifts  for  anybody  because  he  felt  like  it.     hell,  he  hardly  ever  brought  gifts  for  anybody,  period.     ‘  really?     now,  that’s  a  surprise,  ’  he  commented  with  an  amused  tilt  of  his  head.     ‘  never  would’ve  taken  you  for  one  who  enjoyed  dancing,  ’  he  chuckled  lightly.     was  he  teasing  her  at  this  point?     perhaps,  perhaps  not.     truth  of  the  matter  was,  he  really didn’t  know  sloane  all  that  well  —-  she  didn’t  have  years  upon  years  to  sneak  under  his  skin,  she’d  managed  it  within  weeks,  a  seemingly  impossible  task.     something  about  her  intrigued  him,  pulled  at  him  in  a  sense.     something  about  her  singled  her  out  from  being  just  another  woman  he’d  be  interested  in  for  one  night.     ‘  and  here,  i  thought  you’d  be  willing  to  get  out  of  here.  ’     a  short  pause,  a  teasing  smirk  playing  across  dark  features.     his  arm  tightened  around  her  waist,  if  only  by  a  little,  if  only  to  pull  her  closer  towards  him,  if  that  was  even  possible  at  that  point.