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LAURA.

“really? do i look stupid?” - @tenalv

tenoch got her there. stunned with her mouth stupidly agape, laura pursed her lips and let out a huff of breath. “no, i — of course not,” she finished hanging her head in exasperation. “it’s just, you don’t understand. we’re not together anymore, we haven’t been for ten years ! we haven’t even spoken since we split apart..” laura hung her shoulders, on the verge of defeat and looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed. her eyes were pleading for tenoch to believe her. it wasn’t that she cared so much for their relationship — she isn’t even sure what their relationship is. it’s the fact that tenoch thought she had deceived him and now, she could see the difference in his eyes when he looked at her. it made laura feel guilty, sleazy even. “the only thing connecting me to emerson now is a certificate that was made in some town hall when i was eighteen. tenoch, please, you have to believe me. if i had known, i swear i would have never — ” laura faltered to finish her sentence.

     nothing seemed to sober tenoch up more than the current conversation. he still felt like he was out of it, watching this unfold on a television screen rather than have to actually react. he could feel the rumble of static cloud his hearing, unable to think properly with all this sudden anger in such a happy place. this was supposed to be happy. he didn’t even have time to question why he was so upset. he couldn’t question anything. “ yeah ‘ if you had known ’, you don’t just fucking forget your husband, laura ! ” he snarled, gesticulating as if to ask the sky why this was happening to him. he put himself out there and this is the shit he got. he sighed, muttering a multitude of spanish curses under his breath. “ this is just going to make more fights, it won’t end, you’re not going to cheat with me, i don’t care about who your husband is you’re not going to fuckin... ” tenoch took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes, as if to try and squeeze the stress out of his head. “no more of this. whatever the fuck it is. ”

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update ! super busy atm so sorry for lack of activity, thankfully am freeing up closer to the event ( woop ! ) so should be over soon ! longer replies in progress!!

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KAREENA.

“without a doubt. tenoch, you said, correct?”

     “ yes, like the ruler. and your name ? ”

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KAREENA.

“fine by me. do you drink wine, or are you more of a beer kind of person?”

     “ oh, i’m not picky. the company’s more important, no ? ”

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KAREENA.

“that’s a pretty bold statement, love. now i really want to find out what else are you going to say if i get you drunk!”

     “ maybe i cook first and then the drinks after, okay ? everything you want. ”

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KAREENA.

“ask anyone for tenoch, noted. so you want to be friends with me, then.”

     “ i — sorry, i usually do this when i’m drunk. but i’ll be whatever you want. ”

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KAREENA.

“i never said you could trust me, babe. but life is too short to eat broccoli. come over and cook for me? that’s all you are going to get, because i’m not saying please.”

     “ oh, i see. i’m still a stranger, but that’s okay. just ask anyone for tenoch and you can have me anytime. then maybe we can be friends, okay ? then maybe you can trust me. ”

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KAREENA.

“hey, nobody’s perfect. can we make pancakes for dinner? they seem pretty nutricious to me. if you disagree, we can add some chicken to the side, or something. okay this one sounds like a weird combination but, oh well. no problem, love. just stating the obvious.”

     “ i don’t think i can trust you on healthy eating when you asked about m&m’s and popcorn, babe. but if you want me to come over and cook for you, all you have to do is ask. ”

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RIVER.

River continued to quietly sing his customised song to suit the current missing feeling he felt towards the older male; his arms wrapping around his body whilst his head dropped down, whispering every word. With his back rested against the solid wooden surface of Tenoch’s front door, his body fell backwards, his arms flopping down beside him as he lay there with his eyes half-closed and focused onto the man he was hoping to see. “My papi chulo!” River declared with a beaming grin, his arms now stretched out in front of him, demanding for a big bear hug from Tenoch, though it was clearly impossible with him currently laying on the carpet.

“When your legs don’t work like they used to before,” he sang through chuckles, finding it awfully funny at the most ridiculous time. With the help of the older male (though really, River did nothing but place his sole on the ground), he pushed himself back up so he was back into standing position. “I missed you and thought hey, why not come visit you,” he explained to Tenoch for his sudden visitation. “You weren’t jerking off to something, right? I didn’t catch you at a bad time, did I?”

     “ papi chulo my ass, ” tenoch grunted, unable to hold down a chuckle this time as he shook his head, putting his hand over his eyes in disbelief. this was his life. this was his boss. there was a beautiful array of diverse spanish curses muttered under tenoch’s breath as he bent down and attempted to lift river’s dead weight off his floor, shaking his head with a fond smile once river finally got up.       if he stood still, right in front of river as he talked all giggly and lazy, he wouldn’t be able to stop laughing. and he’ll be damned if river didn’t take him seriously ( well, that’s a stretch, but in terms of river’s standards, tenoch thinks he’s doing a pretty good job ) because if not he’d get in so much more shit than he was already in. he darted around the house, closing the front door and motioning river towards the couch before walking over to the kitchen to get some water for his friend. “ never a bad time for my favourite band member ! ” he smirked once he walked back into the room, passing him the glass before collapsing on the sofa.

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RIVER.

Fingers stained with a skunk-like smell, River allowed his feet to float on a light cloud; making his way towards Tenoch’s apartment floor. It was obvious from his slightly pink coloured eyes, the way he would mutter words and chuckle to himself that he has been put into a hot air balloon and had wished his way up into the skies. After knocking three times (though it felt like the millionth time to the poor boy), River gave up and had slumped his way down against the wall; sitting with legs spread out in front of him, leaning against Tenoch’s door.

“Bring back, oh bring back, oh bring back my Teno to me,” he sang through a wail in a slow-like manner while his hand held himself, emphasizing his ‘ohs’ to express his sorrow and pain, before ending his single-line song with a screeching-down-falling, “to me.” / @tenalv

     if anyone had actual insight into what tenoch did at home, it would be embarrassing. he himself often struggled to find something to do, so instead he’d usually be out and about, preferably on the beach or somewhere sunny. but instead, he was stuck inside with a lovely tan and freckles on his cheeks, but a gloomy may shower out his window. so he did the most adult thing to do and sulked on his couch, looking out the window and reminding himself to buy a military grade raincoat so he would be unstoppable.       despite the confused look on his face, he immediately made a beeline straight towards his door when he heard someone knocking. but apparently, that wasn’t quick enough because the visitor started howling in the hallway, and tenoch hated how he immediately recognised the voice. “ no mames güey ! ” he shouted once he opened the door, trying to shut him up. " aye yes, i’m here, river you’re bringing me right now, ” he explained in a joking, condescending manner, shaking his head and trying not to chuckle, giving him a hand to help him stand up. he wasn’t even going to mention the fucking smell right now, he was just going to get his friend off the musty carpet.

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LAURA.

“hey ! who said anything about an old man ? ” laura laughed softly at his words. she grinned at him before casually shrugging a shoulder. “even if that were true, haven’t you heard ? silver’s the new sexy,” she took a sip of her drink and raised her eyebrows at him teasingly. laura brought a hand up the side of his head, fingers grazing against the nonexistent grey hairs that she pointed at.

     tenoch couldn’t help but let his smile widen with another surge of childish glee as she leaned in to touch his hair, holding in his laughter. he puts his bottle down on the bar, looking down at her lips for a split second teasingly, a devilish gleam in his eye. “ you see any silver ? ”

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HAYLEY.

It wasn’t that much of a surprise that Hayley had found herself in that place after work. She needed to go and see her dad, as she did everyday, but after a late one the night before, she needed a little bit of breathing space. Who better, to give her that, then the friend she’d made at the very bar she was sitting at, but @tenalv·. One of few, Ten was someone she genuinely enjoyed spending time with. She got things from their interactions; mostly, positive vibes, but also, comfort and the satisfaction of knowing she wasn’t starting from scratch with this guy. It was nice to have that common knowledge between them, they knew things about it each other, which just made things easier - less effort, all that kind of stuff Hayley appreciated. She hoped he’d turn up at some point, he liked to come in for a few just to have some fun, really, and Hayley enjoyed seeing someone living out their lost youth when she was too preoccupied with other things to live out hers. “Finally,” she groaned as she spotted the face she knew well walk through the door. She nodded over at the bartender to get the guy a drink, and patted the seat for Ten with an almost happy grin. “And just when I thought you were going to make me drink this coke alone.”

     tenoch can’t point or trace back a single moment as a turning point for his more sociable, friendly behaviour. he’d always been known as the quiet, brooding kid for over half of his life, and the other half was merely building up to this alien persona he’d created. sometimes he still felt like he was supposed to be at home, tinkering with some appliance or writing to his dad, but the utter thrill it gave him to be out drinking or with friends or just doing something spontanious was a sensation he’d skipped out on before, and was now eager to regain. and it definitely helped that he had some regular buddies to come with too. tenoch took a second to look around the bar when he saw hayley, his face lighting up as he walked up towards her, greeting a few people hi as he walked past them. he sighed happily as he took a seat next to hayley, laughing at her joke. “ oh, you always can, i can just leave right now if you want — ”

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KAREENA.

“you would cook for me? where’s the catch? i’m not really picky. i just don’t do tomatoes. & i’m alergic to garlic. if you could teach me how to cook something easy & nutricious, you’d be a babe. not that you aren’t  — but just saying.”

     “ yeah, of course i’ll help you. no catch. even if you have bad taste for not liking tomatoes, but thank you babe. ”

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LAURA.

normally, laura would protest at this ( even though she would do the same exact thing to others ) but tonight she thought, why the hell not. briefly facing the bartender, she ordered a martini, “dry with gin, please,” flashing him a small smile before turning back to the man next to her. laura frowned at his answer in feigned disappointment, “damn. here i was thinking you were some hotshot tamborine player.. but i guess that’s okay too, at least now i know you’re not under the age of thirty.”

     tenoch nodded to himself approvingly, reminding himself to order something a little stronger next time, despite already a little tipsy. he looked at the stranger, jokingly sly and shook his head, thanking the bartender as grabbed his bottle of beer. “ don’t say such nice things, i know i look like an old man but i work with what i have, ” he joked, taking a sip of his beer and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.