What Good Neighbors Do, Pt. 3.
Finals week for you means a celebration with your friends. However, once trouble occurs, the line of friendship with Osferth becomes blurred.
Warnings: violence, attempted assault, light smut
Notes: this story is brought to you by too much homemade wine and a winter storm š
thank you so much for your response to the first two, if you haven't read them, they're on my page!
Also, I write about the experiences of graduate school because I have experienced graduate school. I am trying to write Osferth and the Gang as OC as I can within modern parameters. Thank you guys for being understanding and supportive, I haven't written fic since 2016 so you guys are amazing.
It was the end of your first semester abroad.
Truthfully, it had been a rough school year for you. You had papers to grade as a teaching assistant, on top of final papers and your own work you needed to turn in. You'd elected to take a full load, thinking it would be no different than your undergraduate work. How wrong you had been.
The last two weeks had been nothing but grading, studying, more grading, and occasionally, sleep. Osferth had come over several times to find you slumped over a pile of term papers about Medieval England, none of which you'd graded yet. You were exhausted, to put it lightly, and you'd barely managed to look out for yourself.
"When does your term end?" Osferth asked, practically shoving a cup of coffee your way.
"In two days." You said, trying to remember what finals you had left. You only had three classes, but the history department had been understaffed and so you'd wound up teaching three classes. To say you were overwhelmed was an understatement.
"Then we're going out this weekend, after you get some sleep." Osferth said, "You need to have some fun."
"I won't say no." You replied, eyes already droopy from fatigue.
"Good. Finan already organized your first proper pub crawl." Osferth said, "I hope you're ready."
"No, I hope you're ready." You laughed, "I'm not a heavy drinker, so you'd better be prepared."
Osferth laughed tussling your hair like he always did before leaning down to whisper in your ear. "I'm looking forward to it, love."
As the term had progressed, you and Osferth's relationship had gotten even more tricky. You'd gone as his plus one to his half brother Edward's wedding; you'd met his sister and niece (who were actually nice and adored him), but also met his awful stepmother and after one too many shots of whiskey (thank goodness for open bars), you'd told her exactly what you'd thought. Then, you'd promptly gotten sick in the parking lot on the way to Osferth's car. You'd spent the rest of the night profusely apologizing in the chip shop Osferth had taken you to, only for Osferth to shrug and tell you, "I dunno, no one has ever stood up to Aelswith on my behalf, I might like to see it again."
The next two days were a blur for you; you had to be present for two finals (since you were the instructor) and you had to take two finals. You'd extended every last ounce of energy you had into trying to get decent grades, and barely made it on to the bus home. After tossing your keys on the table and taking a drink of water, you heard a knock on your door. Rubbing your eyes, you opened the door to see Osferth, holding a small bouquet of flowers and waving innocently.
"Your first semester done! How does it feel?" He asked. You blinked hard, trying to ignore the pounding in your head. You kicked off your shoes and took off your jacket.
"I'm tired. Get in here. I can't be held responsible for anything I do in the next few hours." You said, trying to get comfortable.
Osferth looked at you, raising an eyebrow, while you took off your socks and hoodie, tossing them on the sofa. Osferth made his way to your kitchen for a jar to put the flowers in.
"By the way," You said, theatrically rolling your wrist, "the flowers are appreciated. Thank you."
No matter how comfortable Osferth was with you, he was still painfully shy at times. He was confident, when he needed to be, but you could tell that his confidence faltered when dealing with you.
You took a step closer to him, observing his features. He was still in his paramedic uniform. For the last month, he had worked nights, and you could tell he hadn't slept yet, either.
"You haven't gone to bed yet, Osferth." You observed.
"I wanted to wait till you were home." He replied.
You squinted; you knew he was likely just as tired as you, and that he often put others' comfort before his own. You yanked him by the wrist, and drug him to your room.
"Where are we going?" Osferth asked.
"You're going to sleep with me." You answered.
"In your room?"
"Yes. In my room." You said, turning on the light and pulling back your covers.
"Um, I can just go back to my place, it's no bother." Osferth said.
"Absolutely not. You waited till I got home, you should have been asleep two hours ago." You scolded.
"I know, but I really wanted you to have something to look forward to today." Osferth explained. You hated his expression; he looked like a sad puppy and it was as endearing as it was frustrating.
"I am looking forward to something. I'm looking forward to a nice, long nap. And you're going to get one, too." You said. Osferth shifted around nervously, but didn't put up too much of an argument, his eyes giving away his exhaustion.
You took off your jeans and folded them on the end of your bed. Osferth's eyes widened, but he did the same. He had already changed his shirt before coming over, so he left everything on the floor next to your jeans. You snuggled in, under the covers, patting your hand on the mattress for him to join you. He climbed in and you scooted close to him, laying your head on his shoulder.
"Goodnight, Osferth." You whispered.
"Goodnight, Y/N." He replied.
Within minutes, both of you were asleep, and slept for hours. Neither one of you even moved much, until you finally awoke much later in the afternoon. Osferth didn't have to be at work that night, so the two of you enjoyed a little bit of freedom and swapped stories while you ate takeaway, the show Parks and Recreation coming from the TV.
"Wait, so Uhtred was the first person you had to do a field IV on?" You asked, trying hard not to spill your wine.
Osferth laughed, taking another bite of food. "Yes. He was so sick, I could barely find a vein, and here I am, some kid they'd thrown in there, and I had no idea what I was doing. Somehow managed to get the needle in, but that doesn't mean it was easy."
"I still can't believe Finan tries to ask you for IVs whenever he drinks too much." You said.
"Finan will ask for one this weekend. Sihtric will, too. Uhtred might, but honestly he handles alcohol better than all of us." Osferth replied.
"So, what's so special about this pub crawl Finan planned?" You asked.
"Finan plans pub crawls the way a bride plans a wedding." Osferth answered, "They're spectacular, honestly."
"I'm blaming you for the hangover I'll incur, then." You said, scooting closer ever so slightly.
Osferth's breath hitched, his smile faltering ever so slightly, before he leaned in close. Your spine straightened as you felt Osferth's lips near your ear.
"I quite like seeing you drunk."
You blinked, turning to him in surprise. "And why is that?" You asked.
"Because you're fiery, and I happen to like that in you." Osferth whispered. Your hair stood on your neck, and you leaned forward slightly, getting close enough to feel his body heat. You ran a hand up his thigh, feeling his gaze burn as your eyes met his.
"Well, then, I guess Friday is going to be fun."
Osferth grinned, pushing your hair behind your ear. "I look forward to it."
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That night, after he left, you laid on your bed, venting to your dog, Brownie, out of frustration.
"He didn't even kiss me, Brownie!" You huffed.
"Does he like me? Really? I am so confused."
Brownie just blinked; you wished you could talk to someone, since Osferth was the most confusing man you knew. He flirted with you, he did nice things for you, but he didn't seem to care to do anything more than that.
You grumbled. Your feelings were only getting more confusing, and you knew that it was bound to get worse. He was your best friend, but you wanted more. The question was: did he?
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As it turned out, Osferth's description of Finan's pub crawl plans was, in fact, pretty spot on. What the the boys were not prepared for, however, was how well you could keep up with them, despite never having done a pub crawl before.
"In honor of passing my finals, here is a round of shots, on me."
You handed the four men a shot of whiskey, and threw it back, the burn hitting your throat and you cheered.
"Look at you go!" Uhtred said, "You can keep up after all."
"Sometimes I can." You laughed. Finan had organized an "American Pub Crawl", in which the rules were that the only drinks that could be ordered were American. So far, you were on your third bar of the evening, and you'd taken the opportunity to buy a round of Jack Daniel's for everyone.
"Hey, Y/N, that man in the corner has been eyeing you all evening." Sihtric said, "He was at the last pub, too."
You'd noticed the man too, and you didn't necessarily like the idea. His eyes had been locked on you all evening, and it had made you stay close to Osferth.
"I hope he doesn't think he can follow me all night." You muttered, taking a sip of the beer you'd ordered.
"I've picked him up before, on shift. He likes to throw punches after one too many." Osferth said, taking a sip of his own beer. His arm had found a place around your shoulder and you gladly accepted it. You didn't like the way that man looked at you.
"Maybe he'll take the hint." You replied.
"If he doesn't, I'm sure we can persuade him." Uhtred said, "If he likes to fight, we can do that too."
"Wouldn't be a proper pub crawl without it!" Finan exclaimed.
Finishing your drinks, you went to the next pub, this time ordering whiskey and bringing out pickle juice to take pickle back shots.
Unfortunately, the man had followed and he was eyeing you still.
You tried to shake the uncomfortable feeling in your gut; you didn't want this man to ruin your night with your friends. Besides, you were resting your head on Osferth's shoulder, and he was flirting with you, and you didn't want to ruin that.
By the next bar, however, you'd shoved the nervous feeling down as you all drank Old Fashioneds, feeling a bit woozy as you stood up.
You placed a hand on Osferth's shoulder and leaned down. "I'm gonna go to the restroom. Watch my purse until I get back?"
"Sure, we'll be right here." Osferth said, giving you a smile. You walked back to the restroom and went in, trying to get out before anyone else noticed you were gone. You fixed you hair and adjusted your skirt, and walked out the door, only to bump into someone.
Your stomach dropped; it was the man who had been following you.
"I've been waiting to get you alone all night." He said. You could smell the liquor on him, he was incredibly drunk.
"Well, I'm going back to my friends." You said curtly, walking back toward the direction of your table. The man stopped you, and walked you backwards, your back hitting the wall.
"Where ya from, miss? I like that accent of yours." He said caging you in.
You looked around, suddenly feeling completely sober as the man entered your bubble.
"A place where we don't take kindly to unwanted attention." You replied.
The man growled, getting closer.
"Leave me alone, please." You pleaded.
"I don't think I'm going to do that. I've been watching you for hours now." The man replied. He stuck a hand on your torso, and began trying to move it up your shirt.
"Get OFF of me!" You yelled. You slapped the man in the face, and he in turn slapped you back so hard your head hit the wall, and you saw stars. You tasted blood on your lip, and it only made rage bubble in your chest.
"Get the HELL AWAY FROM ME!" You screamed. The man lurched forward, grabbing you by the hair, and slammed your head back into the wall, pressing his body to yours. You kicked and began screaming, until you heard someone yelling from behind the man.
"GET OFF!" Screamed Osferth, grabbing the man by the shoulders and throwing him into the floor. The man stood up, taking a swing, and connecting with Osferth's face. That's when Sihtric and Uhtred grabbed the man, while Finan got Osferth to his feet.
The look on Osferth's face was one you'd only seen a handful of times before, from other people. He was seething.
Osferth swung again, knocking the man to the floor, and he began swinging. Blood was pouring from his nose, but he seemed completely oblivious to the pain.
"YOU. DO. NOT. TOUCH. HER." Every word was punctuated with a punch, until Uhtred finally pulled him off.
"Osferth, your nose is broken." Uhtred said. Osferth was still in a trance, and you were shaking and crying. Finan had moved over to check on you, tears spilling from your eyes as he grabbed your face.
"Hey, hey, look at me, Y/N. Look at me." He whispered. "You're okay now. Osferth took care of him, he isn't getting back up for a while."
Osferth stopped wriggling in Uhtred's grasp and turned to you, assessing the damage like he would any accident at work.
"What did he do? Where did he touch you?" He asked.
You were sobbing. Coughing and choking while the other three men stood behind Osferth, blocking anyone else from coming near.
"He--I was coming out and he pushed me back." You cried, "he tried to stick his hand under my shirt and I told him to leave me alone. Then he hit me and he slammed my head into the wall."
This time, Sihtric walked over and kicked the man in the stomach. Osferth took a pen light from his pocket and looked at your eyes.
"You have a concussion." He said, "But not a bad one."
"Osferth, your nose." You said.
"I don't care. This isn't the worst I've had. Come here." He said, pulling you into his chest. You sobbed into him, your whole body shaking.
"Osferth, you get her out of here. We'll deal with him. You two need to go to A & E and get checked out. Especially you." Finan said.
"He'll learn his lesson. We promise you that." Uhtred said, "Take her home. We'll go check on you later."
Osferth took your hand and guided you out near the main entrance, taking your purse from behind the bar. Your hands shook ferociously, your lip was already swollen. Outside of the bar, you waited for a cab, but you couldn't keep your knees from knocking together.
"I'm so, so sorry, Y/N. That shouldn't have happened." Osferth said, rubbing your back. You had to sit down; your vision was starting to go black and you felt like the walls were closing in.
"I want to go home." You cried.
"We're going home, love." Osferth replied.
"No, Osferth," Your voice was breaking now, "I want my mom."
Osferth picked you up, pulling you close to him and holding you as tightly as he could. "I'll call your mum, Y/N. It's going to be okay. Take a deep breath, he can't hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you."
As the cab pulled up, Osferth put you gently inside. The cab driver obviously had questions, but all Osferth did was give him your address. You were thankful; you didn't want to go to A & E, you just wanted to go home.
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You had a first aid kit in your bathroom, it was the one thing you'd always done since you grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere. You sat Osferth down on the edge of the bathtub and began to clean him up, taking off his shirt and wiping the blood off of his chest, his neck, and his face.
"You said that wasn't the worst you had, huh?" You asked. He chuckled lightly, pointing to a spot just below his ribs.
"Almost died from this one." He said, "took a knife to the lung. If I hadn't already been in a medic tent, I would have died."
"When was that?" You asked, tracing your fingers along the scar.
"My last deployment. I was assessing a civilian they brought in, and he stabbed me." Osferth said, "I got out after that."
"And what about this one, here?" You asked, pointing to the scar on his shoulder.
"This was another bar fight, believe it or not." Osferth laughed. His eyes were already bruising and a little swollen, so you'd brought a pack of frozen vegetables to put on his face.
"He should have never touched you." Osferth said.
"I'm just glad you were there." You replied.
Osferth put his hands on your hips, placing his forehead in your stomach. You felt your heart thump so loudly that you were afraid it'd burst.
"I'll always be there." Osferth said. You felt his fingers tighten around your hip bones and you couldn't take it any more.
"Osferth." You said, he looked up at you.
"What is it?" He asked.
"I--I don't want to be your friend." You replied. His entire face fell, and you stumbled to correct yourself.
"I'm sorry, that came out wrong. What I meant was, I can't just be your friend." You said, "I thought I could, but I think I've loved you since the day you unlocked my door, and seeing you like this, I can't... I can't just be your friend--"
You were cut off by Osferth's lips hitting yours. His hands tangled in your hair, his touch soft but wanting. You put your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, a moan escaping as he moved to kiss your neck.
"I can't do this anymore either." Osferth said, "I thought I could. I thought I could just be your friend, but I can't. I love you. I've loved you for a long time."
You took his face in your hands, placing a gentle kiss, then moved to loop your fingers in his jeans and pull him out of the bedroom. His hands roamed your back, your neck, your hips, taking care not to do anything too suddenly or without permission. You pulled him to your room, kicking off your shoes and taking off your tights, pulling him on to the bed with you.
He climbed in, laying next to you, cradling your head in his hand, his other hand trailing your waist. You sighed, smiling, and ran your fingers through his hair.
"Stay the night." You said. It was a plea, a wish.
"I'll do whatever you ask." He whispered.
He took off his jeans, and your eyes grew wide.
"I'm not expecting anything, they've just got blood on them." He said. You nodded, and then a rush of thoughts came flooding to your mind.
"Osferth?" You asked.
"Yes, love?" He said.
"I've... I've never done this before." You admitted. He furrowed his brows.
"Done what?" He asked.
"What we're doing. Or what we're about to do. I don't know how to explain it." You huffed. He stopped, understanding what you were trying to say, and then nodded.
"You know that's not what I'm after, right?" Osferth asked.
You kissed him, moaning as he moved a hand up your side.
"I know, but I need you to know. I spilled my guts, I needed to tell you in case you wanted an out." You said.
"No." Osferth said, taking your hand in his. Yours was comically small compared to his, and he kissed your forehead.
"I don't want an out. I've been thinking about you since you knocked on my door. I knew I loved you for sure at Edward's wedding. I love how your face lights up when you talk about what you're passionate about. I love how kind you are. I hated history, but when you tell it, I could listen for hours. I don't want a quick lay. If I wanted that I could go into town and get it. I want you, Y/N. Only you."
Your breath hitched, and you looked at Osferth. You were nervous, and you didn't exactly know the right words to say.
"What does this make us?" You asked.
"Whatever you want us to be, but I know I'd like for us to be together." Osferth answered.
You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "I want that, too."
Osferth laughed, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He laid his head back down on the pillow, sighing.
"I'm actually glad you said something, because my nose does hurt a bit now." He admitted. You couldn't help but laugh as you pressed kisses to his temple.
"Then maybe we should sleep? After you've taken something for the pain." You suggested.
"That actually sounds nice." Osferth said, "We have plenty of time. I intend on sticking around, if that's alright with you."
"I'd like that, very much." You said.
That night you fell asleep with your head on his chest, his arm around you. Though both of you wound up with bruises for days, neither of you would have changed the events of that evening. And though your relationship had now evolved into something more, you were elated and excited.
With Osferth, you looked forward to many things. And you couldn't wait to explore.
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I will obviously be writing more parts, I'm obsessed with this story and I cannot put it down.
Also, the reason there wasn't full on smut is because I have NEVER written it before, so please bare with me as the next chapter will probably be lots of filth š¤£ thank you all for the feedback!
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China & Toni
China: did you see the next playās sign-up sheet is out
Toni: Nah, when did you?
China: got music with Mullans rn so
China: it doesnāt sound crap this time
China: [the lil synopsis thatās been put up about it]
Toni: sounds worth auditioning for once
China: thought youād like it
China: your sister had already got her name on though
Toni: right under your sisterās I bet š
China: it looks like she signed them both up
China: not sure if America knows
China: I doubt sheāll get a part
Toni: ffs sheās so weird
China: know the feeling
Toni: but yeah sheāll never learn her lines properly, he wonāt wanna give her a part
China: I donāt think they should cast anyone under our year anyway
China: no one wants to watch that
Toni: and if any of the parents do they need watching themselves for being creepy
China: or let them do some age-appropriate shitshow and let 4th 5th and 6th do this
China: Mullans isnāt having it though, no budget as per so š¤·āāļø
Toni: heās supposed to be creative, all theyād need is a dressing up box
China: right
China: Jake and Simon have signed up
Toni: What are you gonna do when you have to play against him as lead?
China: Iāve been in every play since I got here, he knows that
China: itād look weirder if I didnāt, if anything
Toni: he does know that
Toni: maybe he wants you back
China: I canāt think like that
Toni: you canāt, but I can
Toni: I said heād realise he fucked up
China: Are you going to audition or not, bitch
Toni: yeah
China: good
China: at least thatāll be one not terrible person to count on
Toni: Whatās Mullansā deal, do we have to audition with scenes from the play or do I have to find some bullshit Shakespeare?
China: not Shakespeare
China: do some Tennessee, he will LOVE that
Toni: Glass Menagerie it is
China: works every time āØ
China: Iāll do Streetcar
Toni: come over and run lines
China: okay
China: banish your sister, they arenāt copying us
Toni: Iāll send her to take my ma something to eat that isnāt out of a vending machine, sheās working late as per
China: bonus daughter points can never hurt
China: Iāll have to air mine, sending me texts ALL day about a family dinner, what family
Toni: š¬
China: exactly
China: Zsa wonāt come if the latest boyfriend says jump, or aināt saying jump and sheās š°
Toni: I doubt Americaāll run back either, her and Sean are basically surgically stitched
China: yeah, itāll just be me, them and nan
China: fuck that
Toni: Iāll feed you, babe
China: Too bad itās too late for uni for her
China: could do with some of that workaholic energy, sheās got too much time to think of stupid shit like this
Toni: get Archie to sign her up for open uni without her knowing, she obviouslyād be willing to
China: š
China: is your mum gonna go proper mental if you donāt get into a good uni
China: as sheās so smart, like
Toni: not to my face, but on the quiet sheād definitely be losing it over my wasted potential or whatever
China: Hmm, better stop slacking then, bitch
Toni: which one of us has actually been doing the Italian work all term, bitch
Toni: I donāt slack
China: you donāt exactly work hard, either
China: Iām fine because as long as I go to Uni Iām beating them all, Zsa didnāt AND she ruined mumās life so she didnāt go either šāāļø
Toni: I work hard enough
Toni: who are you, garda for grades?
China: Donāt be pissy
Toni: Iām fine too, thatās all Iām saying
China: I didnāt say you werenāt
Toni: just that Iām a lazy š
China: and you canāt handle that?
China: piss off Sam, see what happens, youāll š
Toni: š I couldnāt care less you donāt have your facts straight about how much school work I do or donāt do
Toni: be a bit weird if you did know and Iād be asking myself why youāre so obsessed with me š
China: if being a nerd means so much to you, Iām SO sorry, like
Toni: yeah, thatās me š¤
China: Iāve seen the glasses š
Toni: not everyone has 20/20
China: nobodyās perfect š
Toni: exactly
China: what lesson are you in
Toni: Geography
China: Iām going to record some sounds outside for my track
China: if you can get out for a cig
Toni: [show up again how you always do because of course that was easy for you the way everything is]
China: [clearly none of you take geography lmao, hand her one as we are actually doing this work rn, recording cars going past, convos from outside the classrooms etc]
Toni: [clearly Geography aināt pretentious enough for yāall lol, just smoking and watching her, totally unselfconcious in her glasses because we know she looks cute af still, and totally unselfconcious about letting her know we think what sheās doing is kinda cool cos it is]
China: [record her saying that, like thatās not gay at all lmao, it is the kind of thing Mr Mullans would think he was so cool for so but we are enjoying ourselves so like yeah, even though weāve blatantly come out to avoid Jake ācos he deffo takes music too]
Toni: [he really thinks heās doing something at all times, oh sir, the awks when you probably have so many classes with Jake gal cos youāre so similar, soz for that, handing her some gum after youāre done with this cigarette because you like handing each other things]
China: [lowkey I bet most of you take music, yāall are those types so thatās fun, Iām sure, take that gum and ask her to check your breath purely so you gotta be in each otherās grills, ācos people used to come in STANKIN itās not what youāre trying to do, so get the perfume out too for yāall]
Toni: [Sam BLATANTLY takes music too because sheās that bitch 100% soz that Toni is one of the few of yāall who doesnāt take music or art and sheās still cooler than most of yāall, obvs do some effortlessly cute sashay/twirl into the perfume because everything you do is just that energy, there is nothing gayer than the fact youāre gonna smell the same now]
China: [Mhmm, thank god sheās not so rabid with her hate that sheāll clock it like THATāS CHINAāS PERFUME lmao, true secret gay drama, bet sheās doing SUCH a cool song for her final song, I like to think she thinks sheās talented but itās real indie Halsey singing and itās BAD, telling Toni as much about whatever sheās produced so far]
Toni: [gotta laugh cos weāre a bitch and weāre not loyal but also tell her any cringe stories you have from before China joined the squad because youāve clearly been in it for ages so there would be tween gold, like I definitely imagine her trying to be in one of Jakeās bands]
China: [saving that for ammo ācos we arenāt above it baby, but also dying ācos of course she did, telling her how hard Mr Mullans is trying to get Sam NOT to take music ācos they do when youāre shit but they canāt say soz, youāre talentless hun x]
Toni: [āleast he can keep her away from the playā fully implying here that we think sheās desperate enough to put everyone through a cringe af audition in an attempt to get a part and spend time with Jake cos lbr sheās obvs done worse]
China: [I like to think you literally didnāt make the cut, even Lucie got in like omg hun]
Toni: [he must HATE you girl cos America really does his head in acting up and even she got a part, love the way Toni is done smoking and all the aftermath but has not left]
China: [it tracks, youāre just that bitch clearly, would feel bad for you if you werenāt also being controlling and bitchy with it, weāre clearly stalling for time here too so weāre not moving, just recording more shit, being goofy with it like you blatantly wonāt use you cussing Sam out but doing it anyway]
Toni: [catch our lols on that recording because itās funny, though we do see you not joining in with slagging her off any more than you already have hun, instead just trying to pick a scene for your audition so probably just catching bits of that too as weāre trying it out likewise being silly]
China: [at least we can use that for bonus points, amazing Southern accents and all, which will really swing your respective roles ācos accent work baby]
Toni: [I like to imagine sheās also doing a Poirot accent and an OTT posh english one just for fun]
China: [honestly just having a lovely time, so rude that youāre just gonna go and ignore us at break next like cool cool babes lol]
Toni: [yeah and likewise if the lesson after is a core one that loads of peeps are in together]
China: [not at all confusing gal, or a knock to our self-esteem but anyway, you shouldāve left your shit so you gotta go back before the bell]
Toni: [itās actually really fucked up and upsets me greatly, but yeah agreed, China is actually allowed to be out there so thereās no need for her to take all her shit with her]
China: š¤ I wonāt use any of that as blackmail
Toni: If you want my leather jacket for keeps that bad, go ahead and try
China: bold of you to assume thatās all Iād ask for
Toni: rookie error if you donāt, itās vintage
China: š nice try getting out of the trouble I could put you in
Toni: what troubleās that meant to be?
China: so far undecided
Toni: convenient you donāt have to answer now
China: you probably donāt want an answer, tbh
Toni: probably not after all the build up
China: ha, if you were having that much fun you wouldnāt still be hitting me up
Toni: maybe itās your knack for making it sound loads more sordid than it is that keeps me coming back
China: I think that says more about you than it does about me, babe
Toni: youāre the only one bringing up blackmail like Iāve done anything wrong
China: Iām joking
China: I donāt play dirty like that
Toni: I know, weāve met
China: š¤
Toni: youāre not getting my jacket that easy anyway
China: I could get it easy
Toni: I donāt think so
China: youāre on
Toni: š alright
China: youāre gonna regret not setting any ground rules there
Toni: Iām not my ma and if I ever regret not turning into her itāll take ages longer than the 10 year reunion so expect a long as fuck šµ drunk š¬
China: š
China: if I can still see to read it by then, I might text you back
Toni: I know just the place to sort you out with really cool glasses, if theyāre still open by then
China: well, only if you get yourself a pair
Toni: oh damn, need to get myself a wheelchair after how hard I walked into that
China: it was too easy, so I wonāt even gloat
Toni: you did only have to go back to Mullans, not close to a fair trade
China: yeah youāre so weird for that pick
Toni: you badly want me to get into uni
China: youāll be drunk crying before šµ if your ma is not angry but disappointed so
China: save me the headache
Toni: Donāt turn me into Lucie, however much weāre ALL gonna miss her when she goes
China: make it sound like youāre gonna murder her more
Toni: never done this before, am I not meant to go that method with it then?
China: thank god Mullans is gay š
Toni: thank god Rianās far too busy to sign himself up bossing everyone round backstage
China: the one blessing
China: besides Sam having 0 talent and 0 chance
Toni: yeah
China: [wanna skipskop]
Toni: [totally, do you wanna skip to after auditions cos we know she flopped hers or when the roles are announced?]
China: [we could do after auditions ācos clearly you practiced together and werenāt terrible lol]
Toni: What happened in there?
China: You saw
Toni: I saw you practice too
China: Yeah well, it doesnāt always work out
Toni: I donāt get what changed between then and now
China: I had to go basically last
Toni: sir blatantly did that to make it fairer on everyone else
China: He blatantly had his mind made up on a cast before we even started
Toni: yeah, you and Jake as leads, but he canāt pick you now
China: He didnāt want to
China: I wonder if Jake told him not to
Toni: like you said, itās your thing, I donāt reckon heād try and take it away from you
China: If that was totally true he wouldnāt have auditioned at all
China: He clearly doesnāt want to play opposite me
Toni: I guess youāre right
China: Whatever, I canāt do anything about it now
Toni: Iām sorry, babe
Toni: this is shit
Toni: it was overrun by 2nd and 3rd years
China: If thatās who heās casting, I wouldnāt even want to be in it
Toni: When are the roles going up?
China: Doesnāt usually take him long
China: Friday, probably
Toni: nice of him not to seriously milk what little power he has
Toni: some of us need to decide if we can still be bothered with the play
China: sure heāll beg you to whatever
Toni: if I gave in to begging Archie would have been my shadow before she was Americaās
China: their auditions were pretty crap, donāt know why they bothered
Toni: I donāt know why she does, like, 95% of what she does
China: sounds about right
Toni: my ma was embarrassingly happy we both auditioned, that alone is enough to make me wanna drop out
China: quite the dilemma
Toni: Has yours tried to reschedule family dinner?
China: itās more of a thing than that
Toni: obviously
China: doesnāt seem like you get it enough to call it that, nah
Toni: I have to start somewhere with the š¬ thatās all
China: You donāt have to say anything
Toni: I know Iām not obligated to, bitch
China: Well I want to talk about my home life less than how majorly I fucked up and you were great so
Toni: I wouldnāt have any idea this school even did drama if not for [some previous role or roles she slayed that we genuinely think are cool thanks to her and arenāt just saying so to hype her up]
Toni: come on, you know sirās gonna take that into account whatever Jake thinks
China: He should but I saw his face
China: He was pissed off, as if I did it on purpose
Toni: youāre not your sister
China: or yours
Toni: Mullans donāt know any different in my case, donāt remind me
China: Once Archie opens her mouth, you learn the difference, like
Toni: at least heās not been teaching here long enough to make comparisons any further back, heād definitely be giving disappointed face then
China: Yeah it must suck to have a talented family š
Toni: yeah, cos thatās what weāre all known for š¤©
China: You wonāt get sympathy there
China: Sza did enough for a lifetime
Toni: good, I donāt want it
China: sounds like it
Toni: šš
China: Whatever, Iām over this shit
Toni: me too
China: Enjoy wrangling toddlers for the next [however many weeks]
Toni: Youāve made it sound too cool not to
China: Youāll get to do it with Sam if you reckon I was so shit
Toni: I told you what I reckon and it wasnāt youāre shit
China: I know I was
China: donāt need to call you a liar again either
Toni: you messed up your audition cos youāre stressed, itās fuck all to do with talent, you wouldnāt mess up your whole role
China: yeah but I didnāt pull out all the stunts so fuck it
China: I know whoāll be getting my role, guarantee it
Toni: youāll still get one though
China: I donāt want to be the aunt
Toni: sir donāt have the makeup budget to make you into some šµ spinster
China: tah š
Toni: you can stop calling me a liar now,thereās the honesty you wanted
China: only if you stop acting like I obligated you to
Toni: Are you gonna stop acting like I suddenly do what Iām told just cos itās you asking?
Toni: I can only take the š¤ role so far for you, babe
China: Yeah, okay Luce, calm down
China: š¤£
Toni: Wtf was her performance while weāre on the subject
China: I canāt believe she did Rizzo
China: it isnāt a musical but literally any and every chance to sing at everyone
Toni: being able to sing better than Sam doesnāt give her the bragging rights she thinks it does, everybody can
China: Seriously
China: Aim higher
Toni: expose yourself as more of a Sandy as if we donāt all see you playing dress up everywhere
China: Cringe bitch
China: just admitting you like musicals if anything
Toni: sorry it donāt make you Mullansā soulmate
China: She wishes [the sub I said she fancied] was still here
Toni: š¬
China: He was so
Toni: old
China: I was going to say tragic but youāre not wrong
Toni: neither are you
China: and boring
China: it doesnāt make him interesting just because heās older
Toni: In fairness, how is she gonna keep someone whoās interesting interested in her?
China: š„¶
Toni: yeah well, Iām pissed off Iām gonna be stuck in rehearsals with her and my sister while youāre doing something actually decent
China: I thought Iād still be getting a role, bitch
Toni: you only wanna be the star so
China: idk
China: I might still do it
China: gives me somewhere to be
Toni: What about [whatever Peteās record store and cafe is called] will you come after school if I swear Iām not gonna sing?
China: why donāt you have plans
Toni: itās cool if you donāt wanna go, we donāt need to go through this every time
China: itās really not but
China: the deaf kid doesnāt hang out there does he
Toni: Iāve barely ever seen him there
China: Good
Toni: didnāt expect to see him at auditions either though
China: like a prop
Toni: you should be buzzing heās taking your advice about a social life
China: he was only there to make her look good, itās not like heāll get anything out of it
Toni: heāll get to spend time with her, thatās obviously all he wants
China: He wonāt get a role š
Toni: Iād sooner Bobby did than Archie
China: Good luck
China: he canāt speak and thatās all she does
Toni: Mullans could get in the shit if he donāt give him a role anyway, heāll probably have to
China: š· gross
Toni: he gets left out of basically everything, it wonāt kill sir to give him something to do
China: backstage, maybe
China: whatās he meant to do, give him a voice and working ears
Toni: like I said, heās meant to be creative
China: get the wheelchair kid walking whilst heās at it š
China: he canāt do some shit, period
Toni: we donāt have time for every character to each have pages and pages of dialogue, I reckon heāll have thought of loads of background ones
China: sure, anyone can stand there looking gormless
Toni: or drop a cup full of poison and lie there dead
China: too bad the killer is only targeting women
China: as if thatās a revolutionary plot heās come up with
Toni: yeah, thatād be my first rewrite if he agreed to doing any, but whatever
China: He just writes more female roles ācos thereās not enough lads, thatās the truth
China: but the hero is a girl too so he can make it look progressive whatever
Toni: if Lucie gets her role Iām seriously dropping out
China: no one is going to wanna sit through that
China: heās gotta know that
Toni: even my š maād struggle to get to the end
China: tune in for your lines, think about fish the rest of the time
Toni: youāre not wrong
China: š
Toni: š¤ I get some lines to snap her out of it š¤
China: You obviously will
China: meanwhile Iāll probably have to go to a family meal instead and be lectured about disrespect and authority
Toni: youāll be lying there covered in fake blood if nothing else
Toni: the whole point is pretty girls getting murdered
China: are you or are you not devastated that you donāt need to get in drag
Toni: I did my toddler and little kid years looking like a boy, remember
China: youāve had a glowup, no one can deny that
Toni: Whoās trying to? š„š
China: Lucie, probably
China: doubt anyone else is unless youāve pissed someone else off
Toni: I havenāt done anything to piss Lucie off, sheās just mad everyone isnāt wowed by her
China: and Jake wouldnāt do a couples scene with her
China: heard her asking
Toni: mortifying
China: She shouldnāt be worried about you though
Toni: I doubt she is
China: Maybe warn your cousin
Toni: yeah, I should
China: šŖšŖšŖ turns real
Toni: she did shove you off stage
China: Sheās a bit more sly now
China: kind of
Toni: slight glowup
China: shutting her mouth long enough to play dead would be difficult
Toni: Between her and Arch I already have a headache
China: I hate everyone
Toni: letās go next lesson
China: yeah
China: where do you want to go?
Toni: [make some suggestions of places you can go gal, Iām no longer an indie queen idk]
China: [Iām sure thereās loads of cool places in town]
China: we could go to the record place really, I donāt mind
Toni: I can get āļø [at another cool cafe] on the way to [wherever we are gonna hang]
Toni: I canāt be bothered to chance they might be playing [some band we donāt like thatās obviously just released a new album popping off rn]
China: Like everywhere else rn š
China: theyāre a shit imitation of [a band we do like in comparison]
China: and not as good as [a new band we also like that isnāt this lot]
Toni: exactly
Toni: thank fuck the playās not a musical cos heād think he was being so š including them in
China: Too real š
China: I donāt think I could deal with having to be musical-level of happy right now
Toni: not without me there to cheer you, cos sorry bitch, thereās no way Iām getting a role I have to sing for
China: That being your favourite role, obviously
Toni: š
China: š¤
Toni: [shall we do our skip to when we know what roles they have?]
China: [sounds good boo]
Toni: When were you gonna tell me itās up?
China: Figured your sister would, sheās been shouting about her role enough
Toni: I guess she must be too busy doing that then
Toni: I had to hear it via Jakeās congrats
China: Congrats
China: Itās the role you wanted, right?
China: you donāt have to quit
Toni: and youāre not the aunt, so you either
China: Itās not the worst role
China: and I told you I knew Libi would get it so
Toni: bit of a weird choice on sirās part if you ask me
Toni: I mean, her audition was decent but I wouldnāt have predicted it
China: I did
China: even if he didnāt want to do her stupid idea, still would look personal if he didnāt cast her when sheās SO enthusiastic
Toni: yeah but she couldāve had my role, everyone saw Louieās enthusiasm for her
China: You mean you donāt want to be in coded love with Louie
China: shocker
Toni: Iām just saying if Bobby, all jokes aside, is š this could help him realise and actually do something
China: or maybe you want to kiss him, actually
China: She had to kiss Louie and Jake
Toni: Whoever you mean out of that lad trio, I guarantee you I donāt
China: No one is kissing the deaf kid
China: unless Luce reckons itāll make Jake jealous
Toni: Iāll have to warn Bobby too
China: yeah, right
China: itād be a tragedy if he got a girlfriend he wasnāt incestuously intwined with
Toni: come on, I donāt believe youād seriously wish Lucie on him
China: Why would I care?
Toni: šš
China: Literally why do you
Toni: I donāt wanna see her at the next family party
China: at least thatās a slightly valid reason
Toni: itās extremely valid, sheād be straight up on stage and itās not high enough to put her off finishing the song if I bothered pushing her off
China: got a chance to do that before then anyway
Toni: my only reason for signing up, obviously
China: lead role was just the š on the cake, yeah
Toni: if you want thanking for your help running lines, it wonāt be hard to think of something else to make you š
China: I donāt
China: and you can carry on thinking that š
Toni: š okay
China: you š like you wonāt have shit to say if I come anywhere near you when the rest are about
Toni: What do you reckon Iām gonna say?
China: fuck all, thatās my point
Toni: I donāt know what you expect me to, Iām not running the show, weāre not talking about roles in the play now, like
China: exactly
China: so if I was waiting for you to do anything to cheer me up, I wouldnāt hold my fucking breath
Toni: you didnāt want me to get involved when I offered to talk to Jake
China: Weāre not talking about Jake
Toni: what weāre talking about is how out of the blue today you want me to stand up for you after telling me to shut up about and stay out of it for ages
China: I donāt need you to stand up for me, Christ, your ego
China: Iām saying when youāre with your mates, you wonāt even acknowledge me, thatās the truth
China: so fuck acting like thereās anything I need from you, ever
Toni: I was messing around ffs, you take everything proper seriously
China: you arenāt funny
Toni: whatever
China: thatās a new one
Toni: Youāre getting pissed off at me for getting lead in a play I tried out for so we could hang out more
China: Iām pissed off at you because everythings whatever to you
Toni: Iām not gonna give myself fake problems
China: you donāt give yourself any
Toni: I canāt help having no drama in my life
China: thatās how you want it, no matter what
Toni: itās just how it is right now
China: š
Toni: be pissed off if it makes you feel better, thereās nothing I can do
China: tell yourself that then
Toni: tell me what you think I should
China: Iām good for that
Toni: and Iām good for this read youāre doing
China: like you give a shit
Toni: Iām not devoid of emotion, wtf
China: who said you were
Toni: you donāt think I give a shit about anything, so you did
China: I donāt even have the head space for this rn
Toni: then you shouldnāt have started it
China: ha
China: whatever, enjoy the spotlight if you can get any from Libi
Toni: Yeah, cos it makes absolute sense you think Iād care about that when you just said otherwise
China: you donāt wanna get into this, seriously
Toni: it wasnāt me who was trying to
China: I started it, and Iāll take that
China: but youāve been trying it ever since
Toni: Iām not gonna sit here and take you coming for me that hard for no reason
China: no reason
China: k
Toni: no real reason
China: well if you say so, babe
Toni: I just did, yeah
China: forgive me for not giving a shit
China: you say a lot of things
Toni: except for when I donāt say enough, right?
China: itās all just talk, however you wanna cut it
Toni: Itās not talk when you donāt wanna and I offer you distractions and somewhere else to be instead
Toni: like I did days ago
China: youāre keeping score then
China: alright, have your IOU for it
Toni: me?
Toni: youāre throwing back in my face shit from a tally youāve had going loads longer than that
China: I donāt want anything from you
China: and thatās what I just said
China: so forget about being pissed off, Iām just pointing out how you are
Toni: Yeah, you donāt want anything or give a shit, thatās why youāre mad enough about how I am to keep pointing it out whenever you can
China: Sorry no oneās ever called you out on your shit before
China: must be nice
Toni: nice, if anything, that youāve taken a break from joining in with the shit everyone talks about my family for once
China: you did in this convo alone, donāt act like it bothers you
Toni: donāt act like Iām the only massive bitch in this convo
China: youāll give a fuck about them now it suits you
China: rest of the time youāre above it and everyone
Toni: itāll never suit me to have to deal with fucked up stuff involving other people ages ago that nobodyāll stop bringing up to try and score points or get even cheaper laughs
China: you really think youāre special for that
Toni: I think I canāt be arsed with it, which is what I said, youāre the one saying I reckon it makes me special
China: you and your family arenāt the main characters of town, christ
Toni: glad you agree
China: š
Toni: exactly
China: Later, Toni
Toni: or not, since I ignore you all the time
China: you want me to disagree or do you feel like youāre winning now
Toni: Winning what? Iām not against you thatās my entire point
China: I need to get on with this essay now
Toni: okay
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