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Do they believe in God?

"Nah, that's not my speed. My parents used to drag me to church when I was little but I never bought into it. Losing a brother'll do that to you. What kind of God let's kids die?"

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Silas: Not so much these days but can sort Silas: When ? @rinaxchiron

rina ✉️ unknown number

Rina: hey [2 mins later] Rina: ❄️? ( @silascody )

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━━  💸┊TATTOOS & U – IANN DIOR.

they say if it don't kill you, only make you stronger / turned me to a monster, that's true / left your mark on me forever, maybe for the better / mix the pain and pleasure, that's true / i try to cover you up, but it's never enough / i try to live and forget, but i can never quit / tattoos and you, things that i can't undo / got you both under my skin / i can't refuse, say that time heals all wounds / but damn if i don't do it all again / at a quarter past two, when the liquor starts pourin'/ i'm always gon' regret it in thе mornin' / yeah, that's true / but i'm always gonna find a littlе room / for more tattoos and you.

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"If you say so."

He had little interest in arguing with Edie on that point or any others. It would be like choosing to play pool with a pro with one arm tied behind his back -- the only outcome was loss on his side.

"Can't do much about being annoying to you, that's just who I am." He wouldn't try to change that either. He had no interest in changing for anyone. "You ever going to give me a chance to change that opinion of yours on me or is that a lost cause?"

@edietello

"I'm very capable of emotions," Edie informs him evenly, though there's a tense in her jaw.

She had spent her whole life of people generally having that opinion of her or not understanding why she was the way she was -- her brothers being among the most frequent culprits as she grew up. Frankly, Edie herself didn't spend it half of the time either.

She felt emotion -- sometimes too acutely -- just in a different way than others did.

"It's just that the general ones that I feel towards you tend to be annoyance. Or disgust."

@silascody

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"Means what it means," Silas informs him, unsure of what wasn't clear about what he said. "That rich daddy you got, money to your name, education. That doesn't count for shit inside. All that does is whether you could hold your own."

At Carter's height and build, Silas didn't have any faith that he could lean on being physically imposing in the hypothetical they discussed.

"Thought you only had to do the boring shit from nine to five? Is that now how corporate work? Sounds fucking bleaker than I imagined when you put it like that."

To him, the idea of a desk and a cubicle and work meetings that ran long was just another form of prison.

( The kind that he would be at a disadvantage in. )

"I did an apprenticeship when I got out. It was that or go right back to what I knew. It was shit at first, money sucked, work was hard. Got a groove with eventually, went out on my own then. Can't tell you that I love or the money is worth it compared to kind of green I used to be bringing in but not looking over your should and shit? That's worth a lot."

@carter-harris

"What's that supposed to mean?" Carter wrinkled his nose, always assuming someone was trying to insult him in some way, whether it was his height or what he was doing, or maybe even the fact that he was a dirty cheater. He was just insecure that way.

"Gorgeous places I never really get to see because we're always in a conference or meeting or something so boring I want to die." He was exaggerating, of course. Some of those conferences led him to different places in California, others had even taken him to Hawaii before, some had taken him to tiny towns seemingly in the middle of nowhere.

"Construction? How do you go from drug dealing to construction?" Carter rose a brow at him, far more amused than he should be. "Guess you've really turned your life around since Free Silas."

@silascody

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"That's exactly what I was going to do."

Silas could have kicked himself for not being that smart about it so he did what he did best instead -- lied and planned to steal the idea and grant himself the credit any way.

( Who would call him on it? )

With a surprised yet grateful expression, he takes the glasses that she offers and holds them by one temple so he could flick the other free, placing them on his face with a grin.

"Fucking appreciate that, for real. You saved me a fuckload of shots. Come find on the day, you and me going to get into all this extra Jäger I'm gonna have."

He departs to pay for the bottle, making sure to bellow a 'fucking legend' loudly as he pointed to her on his exit of the liqour store.

@thebellamyxcalvert

"Good luck then, dude." She did see someone else spray paint a white shirt (and their arms) green, so at least the green bottle of alcohol was a potential step up. "Oh, I'll always take the shot. But what'll you do when you run dry offering everyone the same in lieu of a pinch? Fill it with water and hope people are too drunk to realize it at that point?" Actually wasn't that bad of an idea, actually.

"Here." Bellamy twisted to sift through the tote bag she had on her shoulder before coming out a moment later with a cheap pair of green sunglasses she bought at the store that morning. "Feel free to remember me always as your pinching life saver."

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👥 + silas!

“I never said this out loud to anyone, because it wouldn’t have been right, but at the time he disappeared because he got charged and sentenced, I was mad at him. I guess because after losing my dad, then Phoebe, and it was him. Might’ve been why I never visited or wrote to him, which looking back, it was better I didn’t.

He didn’t need that while locked up. I also couldn't be mad at someone for the law catching up to them when I did the same things. Pot calling the kettle black and all that.

I got over it, doesn't bother me any now."

@silascody

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Babe 🌸:What have you been thinking about a lot recently?

"I've been thinking about Portland a fair bit lately. Seems to just creep into my mind when I least expect it. Just hasn't been enough to consider going back there."

🌷Get to know the blogger asks: cute nicknames edition🌷

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If you could change your name to something else what would it be ?

"Machete. Wouldn't give any explanations or origins about it either. You'd just have to accept that my name is Machete."

🌷Get to know the blogger asks: cute nicknames edition🌷

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K. What is their greatest strength?

"These guns.

I'm not up in the gym after a long day of doing manual labour for nothing. Go on, cop a feel."

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"Blech," Silas says with an obvious expression of distaste, despite the fact he did care deeply for both Jordan and Clyde, "The dog's really fucking ugly so the idea of it being my child is a nah."

He sinks down a little further on the bench, making himself comfortable before he answers he question.

"We met here actually at a house party. You remember when people used to have those? Fun as fuck. I was twenty, she was eighteen. Gave her some primo coke for free instead of charging her because she was hot and I wanted to fuck her and she's been fucking with my life ever since."

( The inconvenience of it would have been an easier sell if he was able to keep the smile off his face when he reminisced. )

"I keep trying leave her ass in the past and I never seem to be able to pull it off. Don't know what it is about her. She just gets me, I suppose."

Silas can't help but feel like it's a strange thing to be engaging in, talking not-but-sort-of-girlfriends with an ex-girlfriend, though it wasn't unpleasant.

@victoriaxsanchez

It was weird, they both knew it.

But now Tori had said it, she’d never have to say it again and perhaps she could go back to being mildly cunty towards him. She was also kind of surprised he agreed to sit with her and elaborate, but maybe they were officially friends? Weird.

“Sounds like a girlfriend to me, sounds like you even have a child,” Victoria comments with a cheeky smile - it quickly faltered at the kidnapping story which, she hoped was just a misunderstanding but with his history knew it was unlikely. “You should definitely start at the start. Come on, how’d you two meet?” @silascody

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"Well, fuck."

He should have felt some of that guilt that she worried about inducing but he doesn't.

( Not like he'd had a hand in her husband's demise. )

"Can see why shit's less straightforward for you."

Putting his other hand flat on the table top, he shows her the bare skin of his opposing hand.

"Not yet. Only a matter of time though," He lets a beat of silence pass before he asks what he knows he probably shouldn't, "What happened to your husband?"

@billieconway

"Well, it's guilt-inducing because I'm a widow," Billie easily confesses with a heavy sigh -- leaving an open-ended space behind for the condolences and apologies that usually follow that admission.

It wasn't something she was supposed to be able to say about herself until she was old and gray.

"So while it's not stepping out on something in the technical sense, it still kind of feels a little bit like cheating?"

Billie eyes the tattooed fingers with an arched brow.

"Got anything on the other knuckles?"

@silascody

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CHACE CRAWFORD

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"Plantar fasciwhatnow?" Silas asks as he trails after her to the bar, unable to be anything but impressed when Jordan casually whipped out some five-dollar words and made it rain.

"You're so smart, babe. I've no idea what the fuck you're talking about half the time."

( He didn't need to either. The sound of her voice was more than enough to keep him listening. )

At the bar, he stands behind her and keeps his hand in hers, the other resting on her hip as he leans down closer to her to hear her more easily as she speaks.

"Course I did, I'm fucking great at what I do."

His clients might have argued otherwise if they had of seen the state of their property with both his incorrectly spelled promposal and the correct one on the side but between him, Asher and two day-labourers he had hired it had been rectified without discovery.

Moving his hand from her hip, he reaches for the drink menu on the bar and turns it so it was right way round for them to read, glancing at the prom night-specific drinks on offer.

"We trying any of those fancy shit?"

@jordanmitchell

"Light work for you. Would you give them all the stink eye so they don't vote for anyone else or write my name down on every free piece of paper?" Luckily he knows how to write her name so there wouldn't be a chance that it would go to 'gordan mitchel' instead. Whether the writing would be legible was another story.

"The bar," she curls her hand around his and peers at the people on the dance floor. "I need something strong to forget the way these heels are gonna give me plantar fasciitis tonight." She was already planning on ending the night in his shoes.

"Come on." Jordan tugs his hand to lead him through the crowd. "Did you manage to cover the promposal on that house? That'll get you far tonight. I see a lot of making out and heavy petting in your future."

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📲 – the last texts our muses sent + silas!

Peter: are you at this fucking prom thing? Peter: wanna go get high under the bleachers? @silascody

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Best childhood moment?

"When I broke my brother Landon's nose with one of my brother Nathan's football trophy's. Swung that shit so hard I was hoping it would take his head right off. Got nowhere close to that 'cause I was kind of weedy at twelve but it sprayed like a fucking fountain.

Man, I can't fucking stand him. Couldn't then, can't now."

✨soft asks✨