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[luckywarner]

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[Welcome back, friend. We rejoin with a frantic Maddox that’s gotten downstairs, and probably managed to catch just as Lucky was leaving through the glass doors, off into the rainy-ass streets of Washington. Good idea, Lucky. And so she’s sprinting like her body never has to catch up with him, and by George, the girl does it. She manages to get his arm to stop him from his power walking.]

Lucky, stop.

Let me go. [He’s visibly shaken, woULDN’T YOU GUESS IT? So, in this case, where I’m guessing good upper-body strength Lucky would be able to get out of her grip, he just can’t right now. He’s too upset.]

Where are you even trying to go?

Home!

How are you gonna get home?

I’ll take a bus! I don’t care.

You are not riding a bus for five hundred damn miles.

Yes I am! Let me GO! [He’s trying to pull himself away, but again, lack of sanity.]

No! You need to listen to me.

I don’t want to!

Lucky, did you not see me shove him away???

You– You could’ve done that because you realized I walked in.

I didn’t know you were in there until you said something! I did it because I didn’t want him to fucking kiss me!

Why?

[She is FLABBERGASTED by that.] Are you– Are you seriously asking me that??? You’re the only person I want to kiss me. Fucking duh, Lucky!

Why were you alone with him?

He woke up while you were in the shower!

You didn’t leave the room??

Do you think I’ve been cheating on you?

I don’t know why you decided to come here.

Because I know Jude! You think I would’ve brought you here if I was planning on cheating on you?? That doesn’t even make any sense.

I don’t think it has to make sense at this point.

[A frustrated groan.] Think for a fucking second, would you? When the hell would I even have time to cheat on you?? We’ve barely been apart the entire time we’ve been here!

I think if you wanted to make it work–…

THERE WAS NOTHING TO MAKE WORK BECAUSE I DID. NOT. CHEAT. ON. YOU!!

But I walk in on the two of you kissing. Sure.

He kissed me. You saw that, right? I didn’t kiss him, and I shoved him away. I already told you that I didn’t like London. I told you he’s not my type, and I told you that you are the only guy I’ve ever given a shit about, so why are we having this argument right now??

Why did he kiss you? Did you give him a reason to think he should??

What are you saying?

M-Maybe you encouraged him. I don’t know.

… Do you not trust me? [She finally drops his arm.]

I…. I don’t know. [A shrug.]

You don’t know???

I do. I have– I always have before, but… seeing stuff like that kinda shakes your faith a little bit.

Well, have some fucking faith in me! It’s like you think I’m still the same girl I was when we met!

Old Maddox leaves an impression. I am so sorry.

Lucky leaves an impression too. On me. Because I’m not old Maddox, and I don’t want anyone but you, so it would be ridiculous for me to ruin that for something so fucking stupid. I love you. I’m not gonna fuck that up!

I–I… [He’s closing his eyes, and really, all he can see is that image in his head of Triflondon putting his dumb lips on Maddox’s, and it’s really screwing with his poor brain, because all the words that had been spoken to him about how Maddox would end up hurting him were swirling around in there, and it’s all conflicting with the words that Maddox was speaking now. And boY HOWDY, he’s having a hard time thinking. His mind seems to be shutting tf down with all the conflicting emotion.]

Say something. [She’s also slightly losing his mind right now. Just slightly.]

[He just shakes his head, because he just needs some time alone. He just wants to THINK. And, hey, he’s got the misty eyes. (Or is that just rain on his face? Who knows.) ((it’s probably tears.))] I’m going home.

I am not letting you take a fucking bus.

I don’t need your permission! [Off he starts going down the street.]

[Off she goes to follow him, and though she’s shorter, it doesn’t take much for her to keep up, so she’s got him again, probably around the waist, or something.] You are NOT GOING ANYWHERE ALONE.

Let me GO, MADDOX.

NOT UNTIL YOU SAY YOU’RE STAYING.

NO.

[Is she actually dragging him backwards? Because, I think the answer is yes.] I’M NOT LETTING YOU GET ON A BUS IN THE MIDDLE OF SEATTLE.

IT’S NOT YOUR CHOICE.

[So, since he is struggling so much, and Maddox reaLLY isn’t that capable of lifting the weight of a teenage BOY that well, especially while it’s wet outside, down they fall, probably into some nice dirty, street water. You know. Mud and stuff. Cool.So, yeah, Maddox probably got the most of that, because she shifted so Lucky didn’t land on conCRETE, and so he just got some splashes.]

LET. GO. OF. ME.

[And, no, she does not. She just sits up, her arms still around him. Little did they realize, in that little spat, up had rolled a cop car to see what this hub-bub on the street was about.]

Is everything okay here, kids?

[Okay, so now Maddox has to think fast, and since she’s terrible, she comes up with a lie pretty dang quickly.] My brother– sTEP-brother ran away from home last night, and I was just trying to bring him back home. He’s just being difficult. My mother sent me to get him, and all, so…

That true? [To Lucky.]

[For a moment, he looks like he wants to contradict Maddox with a mUCH different story, but he nods.] Yeah. It’s true.

Why’d you run away?

… My girlfriend and I got in a fight. [Hard side-eye to Maddox.]

That’s no reason to put yourself out on the streets like this. She probably isn’t worth that trouble.

[Lucky doesn’t respond to that.]

We’d like to escort you back home.

We don’t live around here.

How far?

A long way.

We’ll do it anyway. Just to make sure the little miss doesn’t run off again. D’you drive, girl?

I have a car. [She throws a thumb over her shoulder indicating where her car is parked.]

Sure. We’ll need an address.

[So, with little time to think about this, she blurts out, guess who’s address? Not Stevie’s. Not the Warners’. Ahhhh, I think it was Kelly Bravo’s. Lucky is confused because he does not recognize this address, and perhaps he throws a look of question Maddox’s way, but clearly he can’t ask about it right here, right now. And, anyway, he wasn’t in the mood to chat with her anyway. Ya know.]

Alright, kids. You lead, we’ll follow behind.

[And then Lucky realizes that he’s gonna be in the car with her. For eight hours. Sigh. It was gonna be a long, silent ride. Oh, boy. But, hey, Maddox got her wish… kinda. He was noT gonna be riding a bus. But gAD why did it have to include the police along with it? Yup, gonna pull up to Kelly’s house with a friCKIN POLICE ESCORT. GREAT. Okay, they get in the car, they start driving. Pt 2 out.]

[luckywarner]

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[It took me a week, but here I am, back at the Mucky. Happy Tuesday, all. It’s a bright, sunshiny day. We are probably early-ish morning still here, and we have a few of our people at their places of employment, and a few are still here. Namely, the unemployed, and one other person. One person that was not yet awake when Lucky decided he was going to take a shower, or else he would not’ve gone to take a shower. Can you guess who I’m talking about here? 

Yes, it’s London’s off-day! He woke up about two minutes after Lucky went to shower. Isn’t that just something? Miss Maddox, knowing her boy’s feelings, (though not particularly understanding them) and how he’s probably expressed a request for her to keep his distance from that one because he just doesn’t trust him at all, has made sure to sit on a different couch than London, and tbh, that was not an easy feat, because as soon as he was in the living room, he was in a seat riGHt beside her. So, yeah, she went to snatch a guitar up from Mick’s room, and when she came back she took a difFERENT seat on a diFFERENT couch.

So, they’ve been sitting in silence while she plucked the thing, but London’s watching her pretty dang carefully, and though she can feel this, she does not look up from the guitar. They aren’t talking. Why should she look, eh? THERE WAS NO REASON. Until, that was, LONDON decided he needed to TALK.]

You’re playing that song again.

[The strings make a bROOROONg noise because he took her by surprise, and it messed her up.] What?

The Elton John song. You’re playing it again.

[No, she hadn’t realized it. She was just playing it from subconscious memory. Bye.] Oh. Yeah. I was, wasn’t I?

That’s just about the only thing I hear you playing nowadays, you know.

S’an alright song.

I think you only like it ‘cause of him~. [His eyes trail towards the hallway, indicating he’s talking about Lucky, like Maddox doesn’t already know who he’s referring to.]

S’an alright reason. [Eye roll.]

Can I ask you a question?

I’m sure you’ll ask whether I say yes or not.

How’d you meet him?

Bumped into him at school? Literally? Why?

Was this at the library~?

[A ‘df’ kind of face.] No. Why is that even a question?

He just isn’t the type I normally see you go for. That’s all.

And you know my type, do you?

I’m going off experience here. You’ve never gone for the bookish type.

He’s my type. Bookish or not.

Really.

Yeah. Really. [With a noticeable tone of irriTATION.]

He just seems so… tame. Compared to you, anyway.

He’s not tame. It was his idea to leave home. Tame people don’t do that. [Eye roll aGAIN.]

Why’d he want to leave home?

Personal business, London. [IRRITATED SOME MORE.]

He must reeeeally like you if he decided to follow you all the way here.

Yeah, I’d go as far to say that he loves me.

Sure! And you love him too, right?

What kind of question is that?

An honest one.

Yes. I love him too. I figured that was kind of obvious at this point.

Hmmm.

[She wasn’t gonna question that ‘hm’, because she just reaLLY DIDN’T CARE, so she was back to focusing on the guitar, but he’s suddenly plopped down in the seat next to her.]

You know, I know you just well enough to find that hard to buy.

Am I supposed to care whether or not you buy it?

People like us just don’t care about love, Bravo.

Grouping yourself in there? Why don’t you go tell that to your girlfriend?

Oh, please. Jude and I aren’t married. She knows this isn’t a ‘forever’ deal.

Why are you trying to tell me this?

You’re smarter than that, Maddox.

[She’s silent, because no, she’s really not. She graduated high school, but she’s really not.]

[A huff.] Do I need to spell it out for you???

[So, um… Something’s gonna happen here. It’s gonna be an awful lot like the same gif from the last post, but obvs the roles are reversed.]

[And I’m talking the exact mILLISECOND this happens, out walks The Good-Timing Guy from the shower, out of the hallway. I’M TALKING MILLISECOND. HE’S OUT AS SOON AS MADDOX IS BEING PULLED IN.

It takes all of a second-and-a-half for Maddox’s shock to process, and she shoves him away.]

What the hell are you doing?!

That’s a great question.

[So NOW her attention is at her boyfriend, and her stomach probably drops into her butt, lbr.] Lucky, that was all him.

[But Lucky doesn’t wait for her to finish that sentence before he’s charging back down the hallway. Maddox gets up from the couch to follow.]

Just forget it!

Are you fucking nuts?! Do not talk to me. Don’t look at me. And don’t even think about doing either of those things.

[So, as she is starting down the hallway, Lucky is already coming back, bag in hand, as I assume he’d never taken his stuff out of it anyway. He’s going to the door, baby.]

Lucky. [She’s trying to follow.]

Just leave me alone! And– And–… [Ooooh, guess what? He’s pulling that chain off his neck, and he chunks it right at her face.] You can have that back!

[So, she catches it.] Lucky! [Still, and he’s out the door. So, she’s grabbing her shit now, pocketing the precious necklace, and she’s out the door following him without another WORD to Triflondon.] LUCKY. [OKAY, HE’S GOING DOWN THE ELEVATOR ALREADY, BYEEEEEEEE BITCH. pt 1 out, I’m STILL vomiting.]

[luckywarner]

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[We start here in the middle of a conversation already happening. It’s Sunday, so most everyone is here. (Minus London. He’s out atm.) But, yes, everyone else is here, in the living room, making small talk with each other, because maybe Jude and Mick are just trying to get to know Lucky, and all that. There’s probably a lot of inquiry and questions going on right now. A lot more than Lucky was ready to answer too, I’m sure. But, boy, the questions just keep on coming. Hi, Maddox. Bring this up, buddy.]

Could you two chill with the interrogation, maybe?

We’re just trying to figure a few things out, Maddox.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Maybe you’ll figure it out once we do.

Or ya could just tell me, and I could help you out~?

Maddox, they’re just questions. It’s fine. It’s not gonna hurt me.

I don’t trust them. Questions aren’t trustworthy.

Don’t be dramatic.

She has quite a flair for the dramatic.

I already know that.

Yeah, we’re not quite sure what you see in her.

No, it’s more than that, Jude. It’s not just what he sees in her. It’s also how he’s managed to make her settle down.

That too. [She looks at Lucky.] How’d you get this one to slow down? The last boyfriend could hardly get her to look at him, and well, you… [She points to Maddox’s ring, much like everyone else in the world.] you’re engaged.

Oh my God. We’re not fucking engaged. [Maddox’s eyes are rolled into the back of her head, I s2g.]

Then what’s it for, bud?

It’s a ring. What do you want me to say???

Mhm. An engagement ring.

Fuck me.

[Back at Lucky.] So, what kind of black magic did you use to get Maddox Bravo to accept a proposal, huh?

I didn’t propose to her– [Jude starts to say something.] BUT, you’d have to ask her what changed. I can’t read her mind. [thouGH I’D LIKE TO, he thinks but doesn’t say.]

Alright, [back to Maddox.] what about it, Maddox?

[So, she’s just totally been put on the spot, right? Let’s just full-on Danny Zuko it, right, kiddo? A s h r u g.] I don’t know. Love and shit?

You’re killing me with romance.

I’m not here to impress you, asshole.

Well, congrats on impressing him, because he’s definitely out of your league.

I know that. I’m glad he decided to lower his standards.

I haven’t lowered any standards, Maddox.

[Sparkly, happy smiles. It’s great. It’s cute. I bet the girls, through their confusion are silently aw’ing to themselves. But, for once, it’s Lucky’s turn to ruin the moment.]

You can’t lower standards when you never had any in the first place anyway~~.

Thanks for that, Lucky. [Snickers from Jude and Mick.]

I like him.

Yeah, fuck you. [Right after that insult, Maddox’s phone, which is probably off silent for the first time since they’d been in Seattle dings once, and then right after, dings a second time. Oh, boy. A double text? WHO COULD THAT BE? Lucky is put on mad alert. Maddox doesn’t even take the phone out.]

Who’s texting you?

[A long sigh from Maddox.]

No, really. Nobody should be texting you.

It’s Stevie. She’s been texting me ever since we left.

[An eyebrow raise that’s a mixture of probably shock and fear.] WHAT?

I haven’t answered her.

Wh-… What’s she saying??? Why is she texting you???

Take a guess. She’s trying to get me to say where we are.

[And this, obvs makes Lucky, mentally, like a chicken with its head cut off. But moRE SO, when Jude chimes in.]

Oh, yeah. She texted me yesterday.

Me too.

Stevie knoWS THEM?

Well… yeah?

Don’t worry. Neither of us said anything about you being here. You said you were trying to be on the DL. We weren’t gonna tattle.

[Lucky takes a breath out, because omg, that was scary. Maddox actually pulls out her phone now, and Lucky catches a glimpse of the messages that say ‘Okay, this is enough now’, and ‘Everyone’s going nuts, you need to get over yourselves.’ There’s probably a simultaneous eye roll from Mucky.

Which is gonna deepen fuRTHER for Lucky because a friend of a friend walks back into the apartment from wherever he’d been. Clearly, there is an air of ‘AAAAAAAAAAA’, because his face goes all confused once he’s in.]

I think I just walked in on something a little bit tense~.

Nah, you didn’t miss anything important.

Sure. If you say so~.

[So, right on in he moves into the living room, and get this: where is Jude sitting? Next to Maddox, who is next to Lucky. So, yes? Those three are on the same couch. But loOK AT THIS. Where does London pick to sit? Ah, yes, he squeezes himself right in the lack of area between Maddox and Jude. Mhm.

And this does cause an eyEBROW raise from Lucky, but he can’t say anything, really, because the spot iS still by his girlfriend, but theN AGAIN, there was a clear spot free on the oTHER side of Jude. SO, imagine thIS, in a very territorial way, Lucky wraps an arm around hIS girlfriend, and pulls her closer to his side.

Maddox appears to notice this, because she looks at Lucky, lets out a quiet snort, rolls her eyes in a ‘you’re so stupidly adorable’ way, and cuddles in closer. So, suRE maybe he was being a LIL BIT DUMB. But he was fine with being a little bit dumb while London was around, because, BOI, he just did not trust this heifer. Okay, the end.]

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[Imagine this, the three permanent residents of this abode are not currently present, as it is a work day for the three of them. (Trust me, Maddox is thinking about how she pROBABLY should get a job, but she’s holding out for– YOU GUESSED IT! PLOT DEVICE.) So, as it seems to happen a lot, the two kiddos are alone today. They probably plan on going out at some point, but as of right now, they’re being lazy af and chilling. You know how it is.

But no, we can’t just lay in bed all day, can we? Especially Lucky who’s probably already read every book in this apartment, and doesn’t have a phone to keep him occupied. (He literally only has a Maddox to keep him occupied, and a boy’s gotta reST, OKAY?) Anyway, who needs silence, and watching Maddox, idk, play flappy bird, or something? No, he’s bored. He needs some distraction. And, hey, maybe he’s remembering they never talked about that whole ~band thing. Maybe he’s thinking they should do that. Maybe he’s shifting to look at her. Ya know.]

So, this band thing.

What?

The band thing. The ~dream I heard about. You haven’t told me about it yet.

Oh. That. Well, I’m not sure what there is to tell you about that.

Why?

Kinda speaks for itself, don’t you think?

But I wanna know details. Sure, it’s easy enough to understand you want a band, or… something, but, I want to know why you decided that, and when.

Awhile ago, I guess.  Probably as soon as I picked up a guitar. I can’t really remember an exact moment. [S h r u g.]

Did you always want to be a musician?

I vaguely remember wanting to be something else at one point. [Shifty eyes.]

… What’s with the face?

It’s stupid and irrelevant.

I think you should tell me~.

I don’t.

Maddox. [He’s stealing her :C face again.]

Stop that.

Maddox, please. [:CCC]

[S I G H.] I wanted… to be a… [mumble.] ghost… hunter.

A ghost… hunter?

I was five, okay?!

You are so cute.

Shut up!

I didn’t take you for the type that believes in ghosts.

I’m not. I don’t.

Apparently little, five-year-old Maddox did.

Stop mocking me. You’re the one that asked.

[Still snickering just the tiniest bit, but he’s trying to hide it.] I’m sorry.

I think sometime shortly after that is when I decided to go in a different direction with my life. [Eye roll at him clearly still laughing.]

[So, he’s waiting until his snickering subsides, because he doesn’t want to choke on his own spit or something in the process of being a jackhole and laughing at her dumb childhood dreams, and once he stops chuckling to himself, he is finally calm again.

And maybe Maddox thinks the talking about herself is done now, but boy howdy, is she wrong as ever, because the talk of a childhood Maddox only made Lucky more curious about her family life. Like, it further reminded him that they’ve only spoken about her family that one time, and even then it wasn’t enough to give him an idea of what in tf her life is really like, ya know? Hm. So, here comes Mr. Curiosity, eh?]

What about… like, your parents, and all that?

[Side-eye.] What about my parents?

Exactly. You know about my parents. You’ve even seen my father at a distance, but I don’t know anything about yours.

[A snort that is supposed to be read as ‘count yourself lucky’.]

You don’t talk about them. Ever. Well, other than the time you said they don’t care about who you date, but otherwise, I don’t know anything.

What’s wrong with that?

I’m your boyfriend. I should know something.

You know something already. You just said what you know.

I just feel bad for never trying to know anything.

Well, don’t. It’s not like it hurts my feelings.

But I want to know!

It’s not important.

It is to me! I’m not asking for your entire genealogy, or anything.

[A put-out, clearly irritated kinda sounding sigh. She runs a hand down her face. LUCKY WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO ASK ME ABOUT MY FAMILY? Kinda thing.] I couldn’t give you that anyway, since I don’t know fucking half of it, okay?

Wait, what?

I’ve never met my fucking father. Never seen him. Don’t know his name. All that good shit, ya know. No big deal. Everything’s cool~.

Your… mother never said anything about him?

[Probably a choke in place of a scoff, tbh.] Only in passing~. [Bitterly sarcastic. Bet.]

Why wouldn’t she?

Never cared to ask, actually.

[This one here that’s always had the great home life with the picket fence, dog, and two children doesn’t get this at all. He’s super out of his league here. He doesn’t even know what to say, tbh. Because, guess what? Like Maddox said all those months ago, HE WAS SHELTERED AF.] I–I don’t understand.

[So, there is a struggle of a groan from this one, because she’s super tense rn, and she hates talking about KELLY, and maybe, somewhere deep down, she feels like her boy is gonna start turning his nose up at her if he realizes just how shITTY her life is lol :| But, really, she’s tried to not be a jackhole here, but it’s just not gonna work, because lbr, Maddox is a big jackhole.] Lucky, not everyone has the picture fucking perfect life you have, alright??? Not everyone has two parents who give a shit, and a sister who’ll shove around a ~bad girl because they think you’ll get hurt. Sometimes, life just doesn’t work out that way for people. And I already said it’s not important, so would you just listen to me?!

My dad threatened to kick me out. I wouldn’t call that a picture fucking perfect life.

And everything pre-Maddox wasn’t picture-perfect?

Nothing ever is.

Except when it is.

[Huffy Lucky turns away, and he is visibly upset, because YEAH HE WAS JUST JACKHOLED BY HIS GF. He hears her sigh.]

Look, I’m sorry, okay? I shouldn’t’ve yelled. It’s just… I live… [a pause.] lived with Stevie for all that time for a reason, alright? That’s all. I don’t want you thinking it’s a big deal, because it’s not. It’s nothing that keeps me up at night, and I don’t want to think about it at all.

I just wanna know you’re happy. With… everything.

I am. I mean it. It’s nothing I dwell on.

[He’s not gonna press. Not rn. (Since he’ll get a taste of what she means soon anyway. But sh.)] Okay.

[So, she’s gonna pull him into that sweet, sweet embrace of hers, and she’s gonna squeeze him there, yup.] You make me happy.

[He’s gonna smile there.] You make me happy too.

K. It’s your turn to tell me your dumb childhood dream.

I think when I was three I wanted to be a dog~.

And you laughed at me? At least my dream profession was possible.

Anything’s possible when you’re three.

Okay, sure~.

[Ok and fin.]

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[oKAY SO. Happy Tuesday. We’ve got a select few people that are at work at this particular moment. (That being, Jude and Mick. London’s got an off-day today. How lovely for him.) Where is Maddox? By the end of this, I will have established that she is having a midday shower, like a weirdo. She’s not in the living room. There we go.

Who is in the living room, however? The boys in this living situation. Do you think there’s conversation happening, though? Because the answer is no. Lucky’s probably huddled in a corner with a book, or something, waiting for the bae to return from the previously mentioned shower. And, again, he’s not sure how to interact with these people, so he’s skipping it all together. You know how it is.

It’s all quiet, minus probably the sounds of a guitar being strummed lightly, and sure, it’s nice background noise while Lucky’s immersed in hus book, but that immersion is about to come to an end. That mood music is going, going gone. For realz. London over there on a chair, or maybe even the floor, I don’t know his life, puts his guitar to the side. He’s gonna make conversation here.]

The curiosity is killing me over here.

[Lucky looks up from his book.] … What?

You and Maddox… are you two like… [He points to his own ring finger.] engaged?

[Lucky has to stop himself from rolling his eyes, because s=he thought maybe he’d gotten away from those questions.] No, we’re not. It’s just like, a promise ring, or something… I guess.

Wow.

Wow, what?

I guess I just never took her as the type to accept any kind of ring from a guy. At all. Ever.’

Yeah, you and everybody else that’s seen the ring.

Well, I’d bet I know a bit more about him than those people. We have spent whole summers together, you know.

[Lucky gets this kinda narrow-eyed ‘boy swerve’ look on his face.] Clearly not as well as you imagined if she did something you thought she’d never do.

This coming from the boyfriend that didn’t even know she played instruments.

[’Boy swerve’ intensifies.] The boyfriend she never picked up a guitar in front of, and never thought to ask about it.

Oh, I didn’t mean for that to offend you. I was just saying that perhaps there may be some instances where someone might know Maddox better than you. That’s all.

I don’t deny there are a few things I don’t know about her. [Like anYTHING to do with her fam, but ya know.]

I think it’s probably more than a few things.

And I’m sure you have the entire Maddox timeline written down somewhere?

Of course not. I’d say you and I have a pretty similar knowledge of Maddox Bravo.

[Something that sounds like this plays in the corners of Lucky’s mind. Because, what? What does that mean? The look of ‘boY sWERVE’ has never been so intense. But hey, hold it in, baby. Don’t go throwing around the questions and accusations. Don’t do it.] Except you already knew about the band thing, right~?

Sure. That.

Yeah. That.

[So, saved by the girlfriend here, because out she comes from the hallway, looking ruffled, because, yes, shower was happening. Who doesn’t like a shower in the middle of the day? Perhaps there was an air of tension hanging in the air, (And yup, it’s all Lucky.) so, of course, she’s real confused upon entering, because what did I just miss?]

You’re done! [And I’m not kidding when I say, as if he had no moment to lose, he’s off that couch or whatever he was sitting on, the book was tossed to the wayside, and he’s on her in a way much like this.]

[Maddox probably got that same record scratch sound in her head. And when Lucky pulls back…]

Well, alright then. No complaints here.

Sweet guy you got there, Bravo~.  [A lil bit sassy, because cool territorial display there, Lucky.]

[Ya. He’s got a pretty sweet side-eye, that’s for sure. Because it’s going hard rn.] Let’s go back here~~. [He’s starting to drag her down the hallway, back towards the place where they’ve been sleeping. (I still can’t call it their room. My mind is not allowing that.)]

[Maddox eyebrow raise, but she’s not gonna say no, lbr. So, down she is dragged, and he pushes her down to sit on the bed, but no, he doesn’t join her there.] … I feel like I missed something when I was in the shower.

Ah, do you?

Hm, I also feel like you brought me back here for a not~-so-fun reason.

I just… wanted to get away from London.

Why?

He was just making weird implications, I guess.

… Like?

– I feel stupid even asking this.

Ask it.

Did you two… I mean, like… we’re you two ever… a thing?

What? No. Did he say we were?

Say it? No. But he said our knowledge of you is similar.

Not sure what he meant by that, but we were never a thing.

Not… ever? At all?

When have I ever lied to you about my sexual history, Lucky?

Fair point…

He’s kinda, I don’t know, flirted before, but that’s it.

Flirted? So, does he like you?

I don’t know. [A shrug.] I don’t really care either.

Did you... flirt back?

I guess a little?? [She’s shrugging so much she’s gonna throw out her back. (is that possible idk) She really doesn’t know why any of this matters.]

Oh…

But that was like a year ago, so no big deal.

Yeah. Not a big deal.

[So, she’s gonna pull him by the wrist to sit beside her, and probably lean in for a kiss or something. Who knows with her? BUT.]

But like– did he want to– sleep with you, or something?

[Exasperated sigh.] I don’t know. Maybe?

Did you wanna sleep with him?

I know I’m supposed to be a ~bad girl, and everything, but I don’t sleep with my friends’ boyfriends.

That’s not the question I asked. Did you want to?

London’s not my type, Lucky.

Alright…

Why are you worried???

Who said I’m worried?

Your face did.

I guess I’d just… feel awkward living in the same place as her if you two had a history. That’s all.

Well, we don’t. So it’s fine, right?

I said alright.

And, you know, even if I had a ~history with him, it wouldn’t matter. Because there’s only one guy I’ve ever cared about, and he’s not sitting in the living room. He’s sitting with me right now.

I know. I know.

[So, are you ready for the asshole to ruin a moment?] You know, I’ve kinda missed you being jealous~.

[Return of the shoulder slap.] Shut up.

So adorable~.

[You’re not getting away with this assetry. He’s gonna shove her. Hard. She’s falling backwards~ oh no~~~. She’s taking him with her~~~ oh no~~~~.] I hate you.

You’re a bad liar~.

Fuck you.

Mhm. Fuck you too, Lucky.

[fin]

[luckywarner]

🍀LOCKED🍀

[It’s Monday now, meaning ol’ Lucky’s been gone two whole days. Brief synopsis of the things we didn’t see? Not much. There was a good ol’ pizza dinner on Saturday night where Lucky met the other two residents of the house. (Maddox already knew both of them. Lucky didn’t feel like the odd one out at aLL. Totally not.) But yeah, they all seemed to have jokes with each other, and stories of old times, and apparently Jude had lived in the same town as, well, home turf a few years back, and that’s how Maddox knew her. She’d come visit Seattle every so often during Summer months, and that’s how she met London and Mick. Yup. So, here was little Lucky, not knowing people. Yay.

Honestly, he didn’t say much during dinner just because, well, it was hard to get a word in edgewise amongst all these loud af people, but that’s not my business, or Lucky’s. (And it wasn’t like he’d really have much to say anyway.)

As far as Sunday went, again, Lucky didn’t talk to the roommates much, as all of them had jobs, (Yes, even spoiled Jude had a job.), so they weren’t around for most of the day. Maddox just took him out instead. And hey, boy howdy, it was cool to actually be able to walk around in public without the shifty eyes. It was great. Maddox made it a mission to get a bunch of dumb candids of him  just because she could, and so there are probably a million different pictures in her camera roll of him doing random shit. And she really wanted him to look dumb in them so she could make fun of him because she’s an ass, but he doesn’t look stupid in any of them, and I bet she’s made one her lock screen picture. Bet it’s this one even. fuqin nerd. So, yes, they had a day out yesterday. All day. Cute lil date day. Fun.

It’s Monday now, my dude. And maybe Lucky’s had a little bit of a sleep-in, because God knows what time Maddox got him  back to that apartment last night. But now he’s being woken by the sounds of musiC and I’m gonna guess, probably, some singing too.

So, groggy as ever, and rubbing his lil eyes, he’s padding down the hallway to the living room, and he appears to be walking up on some kind of ~jam session~. And, rly, there’s a guitar in his girl’s hand, and it’s got his still half-asleep self confused af. He is addressed almost immediately after walking into the room.]

You finally woke up, sleepy-head~.

Are you playing that? [He’s still kinda not all the way here. He takes a minute to wake up, okay.]

Well… yeah? [Confused face, like it’s not just here for decoration, Lucky.]

Your boy didn’t even know you play?

It’s never come up in conversation. [A shrug.]

I’m shocked you didn’t try to show off.

Maddox Bravo? A show off? You’re thinking of the wrong person, London.

I’m thinking you both should shut up, but maybe that’s just me~.

[Lucky’s starting to wake up now.] So… you can sing… and play?

Yuuuuup. [She says it awkwardly with a short nod. Like she’s being bashful, tbh. What is that about, child?]

Well, if she’s not gonna show off, I’ll do it for her. She’s really good.

He didn’t ask for clarification.

What? Your boyfriend isn’t allowed to know the band dreams?

Band dreams? [He gives a scrunchy eyebrow face between London and Maddox.]

Man, it’s almost like the girl knows your name and nothing else. What’s that about? You ashamed?

I have a name too, you know.

Fuck off, Mick.

Hop off Maddox, guys.

[So, Lucky’s like, super confused, even still after having woken up for realzies, and he feels like he’s just learned a lot more about Maddox in the span of five minutes, and he’s wondering what the Mick girl could’ve meant about being ~ashamed, and all that. And more so… band dreams? Excuse? No, rly, why had she never mentioned this before? But, then again, have either of them ever talked to each other about dreams of the future other than the fact that they would like for it to include each other? Lucky’s having a bit of an existential crisis, because maybe he’s realizing now how little he actually knows about his girl on deep level. Hm. Dilemma.

(But, as we know, don’t get ur panties in a twist. This isn’t meant in a bad way. He’s more upset with himself for never trying. Not like ‘oh man I don’t even know this girl.’, it’s like…. ‘oh man why have I never tried?’, you feel me?) So, how about Lucky says something now, right? Right.]

Well… play something for me then. [He’s gonna sit on the floor in front of the couch Maddox is on.]

What?

I wanna hear you. I think you owe me, since you’ve been keeping it from me all this time.

Uhhh… [She looks between the others, because hey they’d been jamming, why don’t they joIN?? PLEASE? They all take their hands off their instruments and look at him like ‘aLL YOU BUDDY.’] I see how it is… [Eye roll.]

This is for your boy. We don’t need to interrupt.

Alright…

[And though she full-on glares at Jude here, she does, in fact start playing a melody of something that, through the acoustic sounds of guitar, does sound slightly familiar. And here we’re about to have a song from the dang heart, because maybe it was little bit funny; this feeling inside. You get what I’m saying here? Maddox’s not one of those who can easily hide, my friend.

And boy is it hard to hide as she actually starts singing the lyrics to an Elton John song in front of her music friends, all shifty-eyed because heck this is exposing, and she coulda just picked anything, but she’d been practicing the dang thing because boy heckie, the lyrics are everything she dang means, so she only had this one in mind at all.

Lucky update? Slack-jawed, and heart-eyed, misty-eyed as heck. So, as soon as Maddox is singing (with her whole dang self and heart) ‘hooow wonderful liiife is now you’re in the woooorld.’ and she stops with even more shifty eyes, and Lucky’s just looking at her with all the love in the world, danggit, and I’m still a lil upset rn.

The music friends are pretty speechless themselves, tbh, because they probably feLT that one deep down in their own souls. Like, dang. So, rather than comment on the performance, Jude stands from the couch where I presume she was sitting, and she taps both London and Mick as she starts to walk.]

Maybe we should give these two some privacy.

Yeeeeah. Let’s.

[And so the three go, and it’s just my Mucky left alone, and still, Lucky’s said nothing, but is only giving her the look of purest love and adoration. And now that they no longer have company, Maddox is probably giving this tiny lil bashful-esque grin kind of thing. So, now he’s gonna talk.]

You sang Moulin Rouge for me.

Technically I sang Elton John.

But you did it because of the movie.

It’s the only thing I could think of.

It was beautiful.

Well, I meant it.

Meant it?

The words… of the song. I meant it.

I know you did. I could tell. But it’s nice to hear you say it.

You know? I guess I’m just an open book now.

Not quite.

Hm?

Tell me about that band dream~.

Later~. Promise~

[luckywarner]

LAYERS: A BRAVO EDITION

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE

Name: Maddox Bravo

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Style/Color: Blonde, kinda wavyish, past the shoulders, ya.

Height: 5′6″

Clothing Style: A no-effort ‘i listened to Hole once’ kinda wish it was 1990 vibe.

Best Physical Feature: Them beautiful blue eyes that you could just fall into. i think my inner lucky just came out

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

Your Fears: Being alone. iSN’T THAT SOMETHING.

Your Guilty Pleasure: Rihanna. Don’t tell Lucky.

Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Rihanna.

Your Ambition for the Future: Them band dreams.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Pre-graduation it was all about how to graduate, lol. Now it’s more about how nice it is to wake up next to Lucky. She’s a loser.

What You Think About the Most: Music and/or Lucky Warner.

What You Think About Before Bed: How long it’s gonna take Lucky to realize it’s not smart to run away. LOL. |:

You Think Your Best Quality Is: Current taste in boyfriends, and that’s about it, because she’s not sure she has any other good ones. hA.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

Single or Group Dates: Single, for the love of goD.

To be Loved or Respected: Loved, honestly.

Beauty or Brains: There’s no way brains matter more to her. No way.

Dogs or Cats: She doesn’t feel strongly either way about either.

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?

Lie: MOST DEFINITELY.

Believe in Yourself: Not very often, but also often where music is concerned.

Believe in Love: Now.

Want Someone: All the time.

LAYER SIX: EVER?

Been on Stage: Yup.

Done Drugs: She’s been best friends with Stevie all her life. oF COURSE.

Changed Who You Were to Fit In: Nah.

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Black?

Favorite Animal: Something cool, like a shark. Idk.

Favorite Movie: It’s not Moulin Rouge.

Favorite Game: Screw with the Harper.

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

Day Your Next Birthday Will Be: May 22nd.

How Old Will You Be: 20 MY BABY

Age You Lost Your Virginity: Probably like 14 ffs. 

Does Age Matter: LIKE LUCKY, SHE’S NOT ALLOWED TO SAY YES.

LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL

Best Personality: Lucky’s

Best Eye Color: Lucky’s

Best Hair Color: Lucky’s

Best thing to do With a Partner: ;) Watch dumb musicals and listen to Rihanna

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love: Lucky Warner, and nobody else for the rest of time.

I feel: like I definitely don’t deserve him.

I hide: a lot about me.

I miss: Cas.

I wish: I still had family that gave a shit.

[luckywarner]

🍀LAYERS🍀

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE

Name: Lucky Warner

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Style/Color: Brown, beautiful, luscious, amazing, perfect, curly on a good day this is my love of tom talking

Height: TALLER THAN TOM, THAT SHORT ASSHOLE.

Clothing Style: Peter Parker until Carson turned him into Tom Holland. how many times can i mention tom’s name in this thing???

Best Physical Feature: all of it Uh hair.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

Your Fears: Being separated from his family forever, tbh.

Your Guilty Pleasure: BMTH. Don’t tell Maddox.

Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Self-absorbed moE-RONS.

Your Ambition for the Future: OLYMPIC SWIM TEAM. U S A. U S A.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

Your First Thoughts Waking Up: All the things he needs to do, probably. I’m sure it’s something to do with school work. Loser.

What You Think About the Most: It’s probably Maddox. I hate him.

What You Think About Before Bed: See above answer.

You Think Your Best Quality Is: Intelligence and book smarts, y’all.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

Single or Group Dates: With all the group dates he’s been put through, siNGLE.

To be Loved or Respected: Loved, but the two are usually hand-in-hand.

Beauty or Brains: Well, his lady isn’t the most book-smart cookie in the box, but she isn’t stupid either, but she’s also gorgeous, and what I’m getting at here is that Maddox is the only girl that matters anyway, sO.

Dogs or Cats: Sinatra the dog.

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?

Lie: THAT’S ALL HE DOES.

Believe in Yourself: Yes.

Believe in Love: Yes.

Want Someone: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btCKtQmN49w

LAYER SIX: EVER?

Been on Stage: A few

Done Drugs: Surprisingly, nO, considering how many times he’s been at Stevie’s apartment.

Changed Who You Were to Fit In: Only his clothes, CARSON.

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Idk, green or something.

Favorite Animal: Dogs.

Favorite Movie: Moulin Rouge. He’s a manly dude.

Favorite Game: Who tf knows. Marco Polo or something.

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

Day Your Next Birthday Will Be: January 26th

How Old Will You Be: 16

Age You Lost Your Virginity: 15

Does Age Matter: HE’S NOT ALLOWED TO SAY YES.

LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL

Best Personality: Maddox’s

Best Eye Color: Maddox’s

Best Hair Color: Maddox’s

Best thing to do With a Partner: EXIST IN PUBLIC TOGETHER.

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love: Maddox Bravo, obviously

I feel: like I’m not listened to

I hide: too much

I miss: my family

I wish: they’d understand

[luckywarner]

🍀LOCKED🍀

[Here we go. The Mucky update. Picture sometime early Saturday morning. Very early. Lucky’s been asleep for awhile, because he’s a great boyfriend that stays up with the driver. Hurrrr. So, the sun’s probably just starting to rise, or something, and so them rude beams of light intrude on Lucky’s peaceful sleep, and hit him right in the face, and wake him up.

Them eyes flutter right on open, and he really didn’t expect to still be driving, and he’s probably a little confused, because when you go to sleep in one place and wake up in another, and you don’t know what that “other” is, it’s discombobulating, okay? He’s sitting up and looking around, and that’s when Maddox notices that he’s woken up.]

Hope you had a nice sleep. [There is a touch of sarcasm because she’S BEEN DRIVING ALL NIGHT.]

[This one is still pretty disoriented though. He does a little blink-blink.] … Where are we?

Just got into Washington.

[Lucky nods and rubs his eyes.] Washington… right. [And then he becomes a little less disoriented.] WashINGTON? How did we get to Washington??

Sit down. This one might surprise you, but I drove.

Don’t be an ass. I meant… what time is it?? How’d we get here so fast??

I didn’t stop.

You haven’t slept?

Nope.

Maddox!

Cute that you’re concerned now after your sound sleep in the passenger’s seat~.

Maybe I figured you’d have enough wisdom to sleep, and thought it’d be okay for me to sleep??

Bad judgment call, babe.

A mistake I won’t be making again~.

Good choice.

[A pause in conversation for a couple of minutes here until Lucky realizes he still doesn’t really know where they’re going. Welp.] So… like… where are we going? You’re not gonna, like, try to skip the border into Canada, or something, are you?

What?? No. You think I want border police on us? Don’t be crazy.

Okay. Then why don’t you tell me where we’re going?

Seattle.

Why Seattle?

I told ya. I know a girl.

Sorry for not getting the vague reasoning.

She has an apartment. What? Did you wanna sleep on a sidewalk?

I’m gonna sleep in a stranger’s apartment instead.

I can find us a nice, big box, if you’d prefer it~.

If the apartment is anything like Stevie’s, it might as well be a nice, big box.

It’s not. The girl’s spoiled as hell.  She’s got a dad that pays for everything.

Does she know we’re coming?

Nah, but she owes me a favor or two.

… What for?

Plausible deniability, honey.

– Kay, I probably don’t wanna know then.

Good intuition.

[So, silence, driving– probably Rihanna, lbr. (And maybe Maddox is even silently bumping the Rihanna music. Who knows~?) There’s probably a stop for some form of food along the way, because there was still some hours from Seattle, and then, lo and behold, TIME JUMP. They’re aT THE FRIEND’S APARTMENT. And yes. IT’S SWANKY. There’s a doorman, and everything. Cool beans.

Maddox’s jig is up too, because she has to tell the doorman who she’s there for, but it’s apparently all not some farce, because once the doorman buzzed the person Maddox coined as ‘Jude Singh’, Maddox was let up. COOL BEANS AGAIN.

And up they go, what seems like manY floors, and Lucky, unsocial, awkward child as he is, is not feeLING TOO GREAT about meeting new people, but ya know. So, he’s just huddled close to Maddox’s side in the elevator, and off the elevator, and in front of the apartment door once Maddox is knocking on it, ya know.

Open goes the door to a confused “Jude”, who looks even more confused when he spots awkward Lucky huddled at Maddox’s side.]

Surprise~~~.

[remember when i said i was literally going to use their children’s faces?]  The hell are you doing in Washington? At my front door? [Eyes to Lucky.] With a guy?

On the run. You know how it is~.

What’d you do this time?

This time??

[She just shakes her head at Lucky like ‘shhh don’t mention it’.] It’s time to pay up, bud.

How do you want me to do that?

We need a place to stay, and I know you have room.

Do I?

It’s a three-bedroom apartment to yourself. [Eyebrow raise.]

Actually, I’ve got myself a live-in boyfriend, and another roommate now, so, no, not to myself.

Kay, so that leaves one open room. Or, I could always tell the cops what actually happened to that car last summer?

Oh, wow. Could you guess it? I’ve got a vacancy. 

I thought you might~. Ya gonna let us in~?

[”Jude” steps aside, Maddox grabs Lucky’s hand and pulls him in, and yay, apartment. (Huge, fancy, big windows. What does this chick’s dad do? df. And what tf happened to the car?)]

So, boyfriend? Still the same one?

Yup. I see the same isn’t said for you. [Eyebrow raise of contemplation at Lucky.] D’you search the playground for this one?

Ha ha. [Look of annoyance.]

How old are you, kid?

[Lucky eye rolls.] Fifteen.

[To Maddox.] Jesus, aren’t you nineteen now?

Mhm. [Flippant af, tbh.]

I’ve taken you for a lot in the years– pedophile? Not one. Hm.

Fuck’s sake. He’s fifteen. Not eight.

Hey, this is a judgement-free zone, Mary Kay Letourneau. You do what you want.

Aren’t you kind and understanding? [DEADPAN.]

I definitely am. The roomie’s’ll be back soon. We were gonna order some pizza, or something. You guys go throw your stuff in a room and get settled. I’ll let them know we have some… extended… company. [She points down a hallway.] Last door.

[So, they go with their fEW things, and in the door they go.] She seems sweet.

Mhm. Still liking this idea?

Definitely.

Strong word.

We’re 500 miles away from any problem we’ve ever had. I’m beside myself right now.

I find your level of joy very inappropriate~.

I find your level of skepticism depressing~.

I like to call it realism.

You’re bringing me down.

I’m staying cautious in case you start to regret driving 500 miles away from home~.

I ~told you I wasn’t gonna regret it.

Hm, that should ease my troubled mind, for sure.

I’m happy, okay? You should be too.

Don’t get me wrong. I am. But it’s a cautious hope.

Should I give you all of the reasons to not be cautious?

Go ahead~.

There’s nobody here that’s gonna try to keep us apart. We’re together. You get to wear your ring~~~.

Yeah, that’s nice. And you can finally pull that necklace out. [She’s already wearing the ring. Go figure.] Keep going.

Annnnnd~, we have our own bed~. [Probably a look very similar to Carson’s spider-look.]

Not a bad selling point.

[He’s already got her by the hand, and he’s pulling her towards said ‘OWN BED’.] I thought that might make you feel better.

Oh, come on. Don’t do that.

Do what?

We can’t do anything right now.

Why not? [He’s gonna steal her ‘:C’ face.]

We’re not alone?

That’s never stopped you before. [:CCC I should note he hasn’t stopped pulling her towards the bed.]

Christ. And you call me a menace.

You love me~~~. [DOWN THEY GO~]

Yeah. I do.

[And yes, end of update.]

[luckywarner]

🍀LOCKED🍀

[It is the morning after a ~lovely~ night of using someone to get to somebody else as only Mr. Rivera can do, and it’s about half-an-hour after he was ~instructed he should go. Jordass is being a cool girl, and probably lightly snoring, and not even noticing that Carson had woken up. Nice. (But, no, he was counting on that. So, actually nice.)

So, five AM, and all that, and he had already heard stirring from the room next door, and the door open and close, and the sound of footsteps going down the hallway, so he knew that, in fact, yes, Julia was awake. So, what does this one do? I kid you not, the girl is gonna quietly get out of the bed, find his own clothes,  onLY PUT ON SOME PANTS, I’M TELLING YOU, and he’s planning on going shirtless. I can’t exactly say he steals Jordan’s clothing here, because, well, lol... :///

But anyway. He’s leaving the room shirtless. I see you, villain.

Down he pads through the hallway, ever-so-quiet as to not wake up the husband guy, or Jordan. And in this particular side living room, (The Harpers are still rich af. They have like three different living rooms. Isn’t that so wonderful for them.) he can hear the quietest of movements, and when he finally emerges there is his future wife, right there, probably just back from a run, based on the ear buds still in her ears, and the– well, not-shirtlessness, but total sports-bra and shorts-ness.

SO, being who he is, he just leans against a wall, trying to look like maybe he’s just hiding from the person he’s ~supposed~ to be sneaking away from, but LBR, he’s just admiring the view. Hot damn. Them legs.

It’s only about a minute before Julia’s taking them ear buds out, and turning around where she’s greeted by the face of her next husband, and she kinda looks taken aback. (Why wouldn’t she? Carson’s got a naked top-half. Yike) She recovers quickly though.]

I wondered if that car outside belonged to you.

Yeah, had I known her sister gets up so early [hURHUR.] I would’ve parked down the street, or something.

I didn’t have to see the car to know Jordan had company. Being next door kind of helped with that.

Ah, sorry~. Hope I didn’t keep you awake~.

Oh, sex sounds coming from your little sister’s room isn’t an easy thing to block out, but I managed after awhile.

Well, should this specific situation ever come into play again, I’ll put a muzzle on Jordan.

So, just friends, huh?

Friends, friendly. What’s a couple of letters~?

There’s a pretty big difference, actually.

The point was, we’re not dating.

S’that in the cards? 

You’re a pretty curious lady, aren’t you~?

Well, I meant what I said yesterday. Jordan seems a little out of her league with you.

What makes you say that?

The guys she’s usually gotten ~involved with aren’t quite high school graduate with highest honors, valedictorian types. What I mean is, you seem a little mature from her– just from what I’ve seen. Like, you just seem like you’d go for a different type, is all.

What can I say? I’m a sucker for a good set of legs. [Does he let his gaze unashamEDLY venture down to Julia’s good set of legs? Yoo betcha.]

I’m sure she’s high-fiving herself for keeping up that workout routine then. [There’s no way she didn’t catch that venture, but hey, it’s probably better to act like it didn’t happen, right Julia?] 

And yet, I don’t see her awake at five in the morning working out like someone else, so maybe she’s not living up to her potential.

Possibly, but she’s also probably a little exhausted after her graduation party. [and by graduation party, she means the (very intentionally) loud sex.]

[He knows this.] Oops. Well, you know, all work, and no play~.

I’m sure she got a sufficient enough work out.

Possibly.

Dad should be up soon, if you’re planning your escape route still.

Oh, yeah. Don’t want to catch any parents. You were surprise enough~. [YEAH RIGHT.]

Don’t worry. My lips are sealed. What kind of sister would I be if I ratted out a sleepover?

Aren’t you a saint?

Saint Sis. That’s me.

Jordan’s lucky~.

You know, I try to tell her that, and she just doesn’t seem to believe me.

Shame on her~~.

[A pause, with another sparkly-eyed-spider look from Carson. Welp.] I’ll walk you to the door. The floor-plan can be a bit confusing for someone who doesn’t know it. 

I’d like that~~~~.

[Off she leads him, mostly in silence as Carson does nothing but appreciate her f o r m. And yeah, this is a big twisty place. DF? But, anyway, they make it to the door, and so Lady Julia pulls the door open for him.] Be careful with the no shoes thing. You know… rocks and things.

I’ll be sure to pay attention.

You have a nice day, Carson.

You too. And who knows? Maybe you’ll catch me sneaking out again sometime.

Yeah. I look forward to it.

Same~. [So, off he struts out the door, and I’m not gonna speak for her, but maybe just maybe Julia’s appreciating Carson’s form as he walks away. But that’s just a maybe, and not my business. Okay. The end.]

[luckywarner]

🍀LOCKED🍀

[We are post graduation now. It’s late. It’s been a good time. Lucky had to silENTLY cheer on his own girlfriend as she walked to get her dang diploma, but that’s fINE.

YOU READY FOR THE NOW UNNECESSARY FLASHBACK TO WHAT LUCKY SAID BEFORE??? LET’S GO.]

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・FLASHBACK✧ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・

My dad is never, ever gonna approve of you. [Not for another year, bae.]

Yeah, I gathered that.

Listen. You said you wouldn’t let them keep us apart, right?

‘Course.

Okay. So we don’t let them.

… I’m not following you, babe.

We can’t be kept away from each other if we get away from the problem, right??

[So Maddox pauses, and there’s a look of 'df’ on her face.] Like I’m five, please.

Maddie, I wanna run away.

[She leans back like 'excuse me’.]  what.

I wanna leave. With you.

Lucky, you don’t need to wait for logic to tell you you’re being an idiot. You have me for that.

My dad said he’d kick me out anyway. What’s the difference???

Plenty is different.

You said we’d have to fight. This is fighting.

What the hell are we gonna do if we run away?

We can figure it out. All I know is that I want to be able to be with you, and this seems like my only option.  

[Maddox seems to be weighing this. And yeah, she wants to be with him, but bOI. But, she’s looking at his face, and the girl is so stupidly in love, she’d murder someone if he asked herim to. SO.] … Okay.

Okay?

Yeah. Let’s do it.

Really??

Apparently logic isn’t working for me either. So yes.

Okay. Yes.

… when?

Well, I wanna see you get your diploma so… after graduation. We meet at our normal time, and we just go, okay??

Sounds like a plan. [SKepTICAL aF.]

And… we shouldn’t tell anyone. I mean that. Even Stevie.

Right. No one.

You’re okay with this??

If it means I’m with you, I’ll do whatever crazy shit you ask, Lucky.

Good. So, Friday.

Friday.

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[Welcome back. THIS IS STILL SCARY ISN’T IT? Well, it’s about to get scarier, because OOPS, we rejoin the children in the Maddox car. Lil Lucky has a bag of a few things that has been thrown haphazardly in the back seat. He also is wearing the necklace on the OUTSIDE OF HIS SHIRT. ISN’T THAT GREAT? Maddox’s is on her finger too. And, as we know, Lucky doesn’t have his phone. HE’S LEAVING HIS PHONE AT HOME. 

All this being said, the two children are just sitting there, and have been for about ten minute, just in silence. Miss Bravo decides she’s gonna say something, because too much silence is never a good thing, right? Right.]

You’re sure you want to do this.

I’ve had two days to think about it. Believe me. I’m sure.

… Alright.

What’s wrong?

Nothing’s wrong… It’s just… this isn’t a decision you can easily… come back from, you know.

Who said I’d want to come back from it?

I just don’t want you regretting any choices you make, okay?

The only choice I’d regret is letting my dad win, and never seeing you again.

You’re giving up your family for me.

You mean too much to me to lose you.

You mean the world to me, Lucky, it’s just…

Do you not want to?

No, I-I do. I just want to make sure you really do.

I do. More than anything.

Alright. [That’s all she says as she starTS THE CAR, AND OPP THEY’RE DRIVING NOW.]

… Do you know where we’re going?

I know a girl. [She shrugs, and so Lucky doesn’t press further than that honestly, and oFF THEY GO INTO THE NIGHT OH BOOOY. SOMEONE SING TROYE SIVAN WITH ME. WHAT IF WHAT WHAT IF WE RUN AWAY WHAT IF WE LEFT TODAY WHAT IF WE SAID GOODBYE TO SAFE AND SOUND. THE END.]

[luckywarner]

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[Post-ceremony fun and all that. Families all happy and huggy.  Congrats being thrown all around the gaff. It’s great.

However, there is one who has monetarily slipped away from his folks. No, not Lucky. (Tho… I still won’t deny the possibility.) But nah, it’s Carson, off to find a Harper– which YIKE that’s new for him. But hey. The plan and all that. He, like Lucky, has his own grand scheme.

And if Carson is anything in this world, it is a determined bastard.

So, here he is, coming up on Jordass, who, yes, is with all of the other Harpers. (Imagine this. Clover and Roy arE MOST DEFINITELY in the same building rn.)

Anyway, he’s gonna tap her shoulder right in front of God and everyone.

That shook face of hers returns when she turns around.]

Congratulations, Harper~.

F-For what?

... For graduating?

RIGHT. Yeah. That. Thanks. You too.

[Carson hides an eye roll because, like, how did you even graduate, you dumb.]

[Pop in a Julia out of nowhere. A put out Jordan. An immediately preening Carson.] Ah, hey. You again. Good job giving a speech in front of all these people without a single stutter. Talent.

As with all things, it just takes a little bit of practice.

You must have a lot of practice.

Oh, tons.

[This innuendo doesn’t faze Julia. Or, if it did, she didn’t act like she took it the way it was meant. The youNGER Harper, however.] Hey, I think Sam’s looking for you. [She points to a guy standing near Dad Harper who is looking around the room with confusion.]

So he is. Well, I’ll go back.  But first, Dad told me to round you up so we could go to dinner. Though, [Side eye towards Carson.] take your time. I’ll cover for ya.

[The epitome of B| face, tbh.] Yeah. Thanks for that. 

Again, pleasure, Carson. [Carson gives a nod, and a lil bit of a smirk. Just a nice, friendly, welcoming smirk. Nothing else to it. And to sis.] And I’ll see you in a minute. [Bye Julia. No really. Carson’s doing a little wave. The lil cutesy wave where you wiggle your fingers. Yeah.]

Cool it, Carson.

What? I have a lot of practice in public speaking.

Mhm.

I thought I said no jealousy.

There’s nothing to be jealous of.

Exactly. Me? Go after someone taken? Unheard of.

Cute joke.

Don’t worry, Jordan. It doesn’t matter how hot your sister is. You’re still the Harper on the top of the list~.

That so?

Mhm. So, I think you should give me directions to your place, and we ~celebrate~ our commencement together.

My place?

Is your bedroom next to your parents’?

No… but…

Well, mine is. And do forgive me if I don’t want my parents to hear the celebration.

My sister and brother-in-law are staying in the room next to mine.

[AH. YES, PERFECT.] Your sister seems to be giving you a blessing by telling you to take your time~.

Or she’s just being an ass.

Which option sounds better for you?

[She considers this, clearly.] Alright. Fine. [DIRECTIONS GIVEN.]

I’ll see you later then.

See ya. [She probably does a victory fist-pump to herself, lbr.]

[It’s later now, and people are sleeping, and there’s a Carson being snuck through the Harper household. Hype of the century for Jordan rn, and kinda for Carson too because of the whole grand scheme, ya know.

So, hey, they’re in the room, and as Carson doesn’t care to talk, he’s getting right into that shiz. LIKE THIS.]

[Although.] Wait, wait, wait, whoa, H-Hold on.

Why?

Just– about tomorrow. After. Or, whatever. My sister is like a really early riser, so you should try to sneak out before like 4:30.

Are you really trying to talk shop in the middle of foreplay~?

I thought I’d get it out of the way.

Well, it’s out of the way.

So... Shut up.

That… sounds like a good idea.

I figured you’d think so, Harper~.

[Okay. Yup. You know the drill at this point. Jordan’s in it for the feelings, Carson’s in it to trifle with Julia Harper. The sex happens. The end of that. Pt 2 out.]

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[It’s graduation day, and all that!!! If you want an update on the Warners, or really, more like Cilla and Lucky’s feelings– Lucky is not speaking. At all. He’s crossing his arms and sticking his nose up in the air, because life’s not fair, and he’s a brat. Okay? Okay. Cilla, however? Frigid as ever. Short. Not happy with her husband, and he’s probably still been sleeping on the couch, but that’s not my business.

The Warners, though, are not what this post is about. Because, yay, happy graduation, Coober, and all that, but I’ve got different fish to fry in this post. A fish called Carson, and his future wife and sister-in-law. So, yes, Mom and Dad Rivera are somewhere around the building, but Carson’s yet to see them in the big crowd. Since we are pre-ceremony, nobody’s really seen their families yet anyway, and all the graduates were hanging out backstage, waiting for that good ol’ Pomp and Circumstance, ya know.

Carson’s probably been talking to Harry a lil bit, and getting caught up on the whole situation, and he’s like ‘yikes’, especially since he knows full-well his buddy pal Lucky isn’t going to be listening to those orders if he knew the mind of his friend, and boy, at this point did he, because he helped mold it. Boy. Cool.

So, after a little more chatting with some of his other friends, Carson goes to peek his head out, just to see if he could see his parents yet, and all that. Not that he was concerned they wouldn’t be here, but his dad was working kind of late, so he wasn’t sure if they’d get here in time enough to find a good seat, and all that. And, indeed, after a couple of minutes of scanning through the room, from a pretty great distance, he can see his parents. He’d smile and wave, but hey, he knew they wouldn’t be seeing him anyway.

As soon as he was about to back away from the curtained thing, someoNE brushes up beside him. guESS WHO?]

Don’t mind me. I’m just waiting for my sister.

You have a sister?

Yeah. We’ve just got a wide age gap, and she’s been in college, [and i hate her.] so I’ve never felt the need to mention her before, since she’s never around, or anything, ya know.

Ah. Interesting. [And just as Carson’s about to walk back off, because, naaaah, he doesn’t really care, up walks the QUEEN OF BEAUTY. He sees her, and he stops, and he gets this smile on his face. Kinda like a spider that’s just seen a fly approaching it’s web… I’ve totally used this analogy before, but what can I say, it’s absolutely Carson/men.]

Hey, sorry, sis. I wouldn’t’ve even bothered you if Mom wasn’t insistent on me sneaking you these damn cookies in case you get ~hungry during the ~commencement. [Eye roll.]

Where the hell am I supposed to hide cookies??

[Julia shrugs flippantly, because she doesn’t know, and she doesn’t actually care, because it’s not her problem, but ya know.] Just take ‘em like you’re told.[Yeah, no, Carson hasn’t moved from his spot yet. He’s transfixed on his future wife. Julia takes notice of him.] Oh, pardon me. Was I interrupting something?

Not at all~.

Oh, uh, Carson, this is my sister, Julia. Julia– Carson.

This the boyfriend I heard about?

No, no, no. I’m not her boyfriend. We’re just friends.

[A big side-eye from Jordan.] Yeah. We’re just friends.

Bummer for you, sis. I was about to compliment you on bagging someone completely out of your league... for once.

[Hard, sarcastic laugh followed by a scowl which deepens when Carson lets out a totally exaggerated chuckle.]

Aren’t you so sweet~?

Anything for a handsome guy like yourself, huh? [A tongue click wink thing.] I’ll let you guys get back to whatever it was you were doing before. [To Jordan.] Enjoy those cookies, sis. Hey, maybe share some with Carson.

Thoughtful too, eh?

[She does a “curtsy”~ as she walks off, and back to her seat with her parents, wherever that is. Carson’s eyes are following her the whole way, tbh. He’s been bedazzled. Jordan sees this, obvs.]

Earth to Carson. [She’s not happy. It shows in this tone.]

[He’s not paying attention to this fact.] God, she is hot.

[This frazzles Jordass.] Oh, please.

No. What I wouldn’t give–.

She’s married, Carson. Happily. To her high school sweetheart.

Nobody’s perfect, Jordan~.

You’re not– Don’t talk about my married sister like that.

Someone sounds jealous.

What? I– pfft. No.

I thought you told me you were over your crush.

I am! I so am.

This doesn’t appear to be the actions of a girl who wants to have unattached sex with someone~~.

No– I do. I do.

Mhmm. Then try to act unattached, sweetie.

Does that mean… we’re gonna…?

[And then there is a teacher telling the kids to get tf ready, and so with probably that same smile he was giving before– You know. The spider-smile– before he steps off to go line up (in front of Stovey), he leans into the Harper girl (Because he’s alREADY GETTING HIS SNEAKY PLANS.).] We’ll talk about it after the ceremony~.

[A, again, frazzled and shook Jordan, left probably a quivering mess who just nods while he’s still standing there, and doesn’t even get a word out until after he’s walked away, and even then it’s just…] Okay.

[And then she’s forced back into reality when she’s dragged into line. Yay. The end of this one. LEGGO. PT 1 OUT. I LOVE JULIA HARPER.]

[luckywarner]

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[So, he’s emotional, right? PISSED BEYOND BELIEF, MORE LIKE IT. But, that’s neither here, nor there. In these past few weeks, he’d become really adept at getting out of the house unnoticed, so tonight is not unlike any of the rest, despite the fact that people might be more pRIVVY to hearing that now. Because, hey, he just shimmies down the drain pipe like Rizzo from Grease.

Guess what? Like I said, he isn’t listening to Papa. He’s out of the house, right now. In a car. With his bae. He’s just gotten in the passenger’s seat, and Maddox has no idea what’s just transpired, because they already had plans to see each other tonight anyway, so they haven’t talked since before school ended.

But, here he is now, VERY ANGRY, and he's pulling his lady by the wrist over the console of the car to WRAP HER HIM HIS ARMS, and she’s all like, ‘wHOa, what’s this?’.]

They– They know, Maddox. I told them.

O-Oh.

Guess how they took it?

Not well, I assume, since you don’t seem to be happy.

My– My mom seemed to understand after awhile, but… my dad. I’ve never seen him that mad before.

I’m sorry.

No, don’t be sorry. He was out of line. He doesn’t get it.

I seem to be causing you problem after problem these past few days.

You’re not a problem. They are– He is. He won’t listen to me.

… What’d he say?

He said that if I keep dating you, he’s gonna kick me out of the house.

Wow.

So, I-I told him I wouldn’t see you anymore, but… I mean, clearly I was lying. I’m not gonna do that.

Right. [She pauses, and she takes a breath.] That’s really brave of you, Lucky.

I just wanna be with you.

And what happens if they find out this time?

I may… have an idea.

… Okay?

Just– listen closely, so I don’t have to repeat anything, okay? I wanna get this out as quickly as I can, before logic tells me I’m being an idiot.

That’s uncomforting.

No, it’s– just pay attention.

… Alright. [Hesitant sounding.] I’m listening.

[AND EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW THE PLAN, I’M STILL PUTTING THE PLAN IN THE PART THREE OF THE NEXT THREE POSTS WOO HOO.]

[luckywarner]

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[And one more set-up for something else completely different on Jordan’s way to tattle to Cooper. Because in true Parrish-finagling fashion, she’s gonna bump into someone else along the way!!! Like, full-on bump into. Because she’s on a stomping rampage. You’ll never be able to guess who he’s bumping into.]

Holy sh–. [A look at who’s run into him.] Where’s the fire, Harper?

I was just trying to get away from– [She waves her hand around behind her, indicating where she’d run from, AKA the Mucky Classroom™. She looks shook, tbh.] all of that. 

All of what?

Lucky… Lucky. He and Bravo have been together all of this time… Like, a month, she said.

[Imagine a face an awFUL lot like t h i s.] You’re kidding.

He said he loves her… He said he didn’t mean for us to go as far as we did. I was just his damn cover-up, Carson.

How awful.

And to think he had the nerve to pretend to be pissed about… Well, you know.

He had to try to keep a secret somehow, didn’t he?

I didn’t even have a reason to actually feel guilty about it.

S’why I said feeling’s’ll make you crazy.

– Yeah…

Sorry that happened, Harper. [But no, he doesn’t actually care. But he’s gonna start walking off, because he’s got places to be, however–.]

Carson, wait.

[Since he’s turned away, he rolls his eyes so hard they’re pretty much in the back of his head. But he turns back around.] Yes?

You’re right.

Usually.

No, I mean… Feelings… they’re… they’re stupid. [M a y b e she’s remembering what the girls were telling her in the cafeteria. Hm.] It’s just more trouble than it’s worth

Congratulations on seeing it my way.

So, why not… drop it, right?

Drop it?

Yeah… getting involved in feelings and… stuff.

Cool. Enjoy yourself.

Carson, I was talking about with you.

… What with me?

You said you wouldn’t get involved with someone with feelings. I’m saying screw it to feelings. You also said that it was good. So… why not… do it again?

[Skeptical af, eyebrow-raised, arms crossed, does not believe dis bitch for the life of him expression.] Oh, and your crush is just gone? Like that? Out of nowhere?

I went eighteen years being the kind of girl that only sleeps with guys. I think I can fall back into it again pretty easily.

I’m finding it difficult to believe that.

Maybe you should have a little faith.

So, you’re telling me you’re not set on trying to get me to change my mind on being your boyfriend anymore?

I’m thinking you should find out.

Why don’t you ask me some other time when I’m not stressing about graduation? [Eyebrow raise. Bye girl.]

Sure. I can wait.

Mhm. [ANOTHER EYE ROLL. DON’T ASK ME AGAIN.] Bye, Harper. [HE’S GOING FAR AWAY. DON’T FOLLOW HIM, BYE.]

Bye, Carson~. [off to tattle she goes.]

[luckywarner]

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[WE PICK UP SLIGHTLY AFTER WHERE I LEFT OFF. Jordan left a table full of laughing cheerleaders behind and sTOMPED off, and now she’s headinG RIGHT FOR THE MUCKY CLASSROOM™. What might she find in there??? She’s certainly hoping for nothing, but one might say that Jordan Harper has shIT LUCK.

S O. She’s at the door now, and yUP SHE CAN HEAR SOME FAMILIAR VOICES BEHIND IT. AND, not reallY caring what she might walk in on, (but also kind of caring, you feel?) the LIL BITCH PULLS THAT DOOR OPEN. Alas, Mucky was just doing the criss-cross thing on the ground having a conversation, but yOU KNOW. THAT’S NOT ENOUGH TO SATE THE BEAST. SO, AS ONE MIGHT GUESS, SHOCKED FACE AF LUCKY GETTING UP FROM THE GROUND, AND A NOT REALLY CARING, BUT SMUG AF MADDOX ALSO STANDING.]

It’s actually fucking true.

Jordan– [CleaRLY trying to tiptoe. He’s holding his hands out like someone trying to tame a lion or s/t I s2g.] don’t overreact.

[She makes noises like ‘fuTTTFUCFFPCHCFFU’] Don’t overreact??? ARE YOU SERIOUS??? Is that a fucking joke??

You don’t understand, okay–.

I think I understand fully. So, we’re you two going behind my back the whole time?

No, not the whole time.

Maddox. Shut. Up.

It’s like everyone was saying, then? For weeks, right? 

Lil’ bit over a month, to be exact~.

[He cuts a meaN AF look at boo thing.] Stop helping.

No, Lucky. Why make her stop now? She’s apparently been a lot of help for you. So, let’s let her keep going.

Suuure~. Whatcha want me to tell you??

Don’t say anything else.

[Jordan holds a hand up at Lucky to stop him. The disrespect.] You’re still trying to lie. I fucking walk in on the two of you where I was told you’d be, and where you had been for all this damn time. What excuse could you have, Lucky? Honestly. Tell me. I want a laugh.

I’m not trying to make an excuse. You just need to understand that– I never meant for you and I to go as far as it did, okay? I just felt trapped… because of Cooper, and my dad, and–…

Right. Okay. Blame the fact that your family liked me for you cheating on me for a m o n t h. That makes perfect sense.

If I had thought I could get out of it, I would have!

What you’re telling me right now doesn’t make anything you did better. I don’t get it. You need to help me understand what the hell I ever did to deserve you cheating on me with this asshole when all I ever did was love you. 

Maybe it’s the fact that he never loved your ass!

Maddox! [He’s sO DONE, LIKE STOP HELPING BRAVO.]

And she loves you, huh? You.

Why don’t you ask him yourself??

[So even though Lucky is giving Maddox a look like ‘?!?!??!?!?’, Jordan looks at Lucky, so he’s p much forced to look at her, because Maddox isn’t even looking at him. She’s looking at Jordan to see the satisfying face of defEAT when Lucky says what she knoWS he’s gonna say.] You love her?

… Yes. [Smug face from Maddox.]

Good. That’s great. I’m so happy for you. I’m glad you got to make an idiot of me while ninety percent of the student body was aware of what was actually happening.

You’re acting high and mighty for someone who was shoving her tongue down Carson Rivera’s throat while she was still so in love with someone else. Two wrongs don’t make a right, babe.

Shut your fucking mouth before I do it for you. [To Lucky.] God, I bet you were thrilled when you walked in on that. You could break up with me, and nobody would have to know you were whoring around behind my back.

[OP YOU DONE DONE IT NOW. BRAVO’S UP IN ARMS.] Watch it, cunt.

Oh, you want to get another beat down? Because I can arrange that.

Try it.

What are you gonna do?

If I recall, the last time we fought, your face was in a locker, bitch.

[Okay, that makes Jordan start to go for her, but Lucky gets in between them.]

Both of you, stop!

Fuck this. [She’s going for the dooR.]

Jordan, do not do anything crazy.

No, Jordan~. Go ahead and do whatever the hell you want~.

For once, Bravo, you are actually saying something intelligent. Thank you. I hope you two appreciate your time together, because I guarantee, there won’t be much left.

[AND SHE GONE.]

Good fucking riddance.

Why the hell would you say all of that???

She already found out, Lucky! What was the point of keeping up a stupid lie??

Do you realize what she’s gonna do?

I don’t care what she’s gonna do.

You should care! There’s no way she’s not going to find Cooper right. now.

Let her tell her then!

Have you lost your mind???

I already told you I don’t care what your family thinks, Lucky.

I DO!

WHY??

BECAUSE THEY’RE GONNA KEEP ME AWAY FROM YOU. FUCK. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT?!

I ALREADY TOLD YOU–… [She takes in a deep breath, because she realizes they are screaming.] I already told you. I wouldn’t let that happen.

You can’t promise that.

Can’t trying count for something?

I don’t want to have to lose you over this.

Then stand up to your family for once. You wanna be with me, you tell them that, and if they don’t accept it, fuck ‘em.

You say that like it’s so simple.

It is simple. If you wanna be with me, you have to do something about it.

Maddie…

Lucky Warner. [Here she goes again, pulling out her ring chain thing, and also pulling out his necklace thing ya feel?? As she tends to do when they’re alone. But, ya know. She holds them up to him. Like if you combine them they have magic powers or s/t, idk.] These aren’t some joke, okay? It means I’m in it for the fucking long-term. If you are too, we have to fight for it.

… Y-Yeah. Yeah, you’re right.

You don’t have to be afraid of what they might do.

O-Okay.

Okay. Now c’mere.

[luckywarner]

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[So, picture this: Jordan, in the cafeteria, with her girls. (minus Cooper, idk. Different lunch period? Anyway, she’s not there. She can’t be there.) But, perhaps, yet again, the girls are getting on her about the Carson thing, because gurl it’s been over a week now, and you’re not making out with him under the bleachers somewhere during school hours? What a disappointment. You fail at life, and everything else, you big wimp. So, yeah, she’s presenting her defense against all of that.]

Look, it’s not for lack of trying, you bitches. [An eye roll even, as I’m sure she’s tired of getting reamed about this.]

Ever think about trying harder? Not everyone gets an opportunity with that guy.

He’s not into the idea of ~feelings.

So???

So, I told him I like him, and now he wants nothing to do with me. That’s what’s so.

Oh, God. Fucking moron. Why would you tell Carson Rivera you have a crush on him? I thought it was common knowledge he was a fuck for the fun of it kind of person.

Excuse me that he made it sound like he liked me too.

Yeah, probably ‘cause he wanted to fuck you. [The unnamed girl rolls her eyes.]

Girl, if you get the chance of a lifetime, and the guy says he doesn’t want feelings involved, you go along with it.

I don’t know…

What don’t you know? You were the chosen one, idiot.

I just– feel like I screwed myself over. I thought Carson liked me, so… I went for it, and all I did was lose Lucky in the process. It’s just like it was all for nothing, you know???

[The two girls roll their eyes like whY BE UPSET OVER THIS? The disrespect. Picture there’s some people at the table probably behind them overhearing this conversation. CHEERLEADERS, EVEN.]

And now he… he won’t even eat lunch in the cafeteria, and I never see him in the hallway… it’s like he’s hiding. He must be really fucking torn up, you know??

[So, there’s a scoff from the cheerleader table, and a sassy eyebrow raise towards Jordass.] Oh, yeah. He’s reeeeeal messed up over it.

Nobody asked you. [Annoyed face. Dismissive hand wave.]

Sure, nobody did. But it’s a free country, sweetie. That means I’m free to tell you that you are a damn stupid idiot.

I’ll humor you for a second. What? Why am I a damn stupid idiot?

Well, besides many obvious reasons, you’ve clearly never walked past a classroom or closet in between classes.

[So Jordan just narrows her eyes, all eye-zoom like.]

You think he’s been hiding away in the bathrooms mourning the loss of you for the past week?

What else would he have been doing?

[A table full of girly, mean, cheerleader giggles.] I think ‘who else’ is the better question to ask there.

[A harder eye-zoom.] Come again?

Jesus, how much of an idiot do you have to be, Harper?

Just tell me what the hell you mean. [Is she starting to get a lil bit… steaMED?]

Anybody that can see more than foot in front of their own face has seen ~Baby Bro~ walking out of the same damn classroom practically every day for ages now. If you wait, like, five minutes later, you’d see that he wasn’t alone in there. And if you have any form of an IQ that’s not in the negatives, you know he’s not having a study session in there.

[She’S STARTING TO GET POINT NOW. THOUGH–] And who is it that is coming out after him? [said through some gritted teeth yiKE.]

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist.

Indulge me.

If you’ve got more common sense than the soccer team, which you clearly don’t, you’d know he’s been on Bravo for weeks. Or, rather, Bravo’s been on him. They’re shit at hiding it from anybody with an outside perspective.

[OK, SHE’S A STEAMED VEGGIE NOW.] You’re lying.

Didn’t you wonder why he’s not in the cafeteria now?? Or do you really think it’s ‘cause he’s sad about you fucking Rivera??  [Is there smoke coming out of Jordass’ ears? The cheerleader finds this hilarious, fyi.] Oh, I bet Bravo’s giving him some real good consolation in that classroom right now.

Which. Classroom?

[So, the amused cheerleader gives her directions to the Mucky Classroom™, and can you hear the sirens going off? Because mayday, mayday. This is not good. She’s on his way to the room. Oh, God save us all. pt 1 out.]