#idk how she's gonna pull that off in isi endgame verse.....

[feveredblurs]

❛ we should get some breakfast , i could murder a stack of pancakes . ❜ (mal to ro)

@apaise

“ isn’t it kinda early for breakfast? ” ro looks over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of their open window. the sun has just started peeking out, a dim companion to a few streetlights that are still on. last she’d checked, it was still well into the night. lexi had kept them up for hours to work on songs for the new album, relentless as ever. nevermind that none of them managed to contribute much, with how tired they were.

the rest of the band managed to doze off for a few minutes at a time, but ro’s almost sure lexi didn’t sleep at all.

she’s still a little groggy from her last nap when mal speaks to her. the guitarist is now on her feet, towering over ro and the armchair she’s awkwardly curled up on. the hotel room was pretty cramped for four people ( they couldn’t afford anything too fancy, still new to their fame ), but after so many years of playing in their garage, ro wasn’t about to complain.

“ i guess i could eat. ” she sets a hand over her stomach as if to gauge her hunger; the bag of chips she dug into two hours ago admittedly didn’t offer much sustenance.

she means to ask if pedro will join them, but he’s sleeping soundly across the room, splayed out on the couch. lexi’s still focused on her songwriting, so ro already knows she and mal are going alone. a few weeks ago, she wouldn’t have minded that one bit. but after mal officially joined the band... ro began worrying about them spending time together. it usually only ended one way...

lexi would kill them if their hookups got in the way of the band’s newfound success. besides, ro hadn’t told mal about isi... it felt unfair to continue this ( whatever this was ) without being honest about where her feelings truly lied.

 and yet, she realized she couldn’t stay away either. mal’s energy was contagious, and ro found herself craving her company more often than she’d like to admit.

“ let’s go. ” too weak to turn the offer down, ro pushes herself off her seat. walking over to lexi, sitting on the floor surrounded by papers, she gives a light tap to her shoulder. “ lex, we’re gonna get food. you want anything? ”

‘ hm, just bring me whatever you’re having, ’ she mumbles absentmindedly, already waving them off. ro shrugs, knowing better than to distract lexi when she’s in the zone.

stepping outside of the hotel room, ro’s hands quickly dive into her pockets, lest they stray. that always seemed to happen too easily around mal. “ so, what’s the plan? it’s too early for the hotel to serve breakfast, and the boss will have our heads if we order room service. ”