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     “i dunno – i think i’m getting too friggen old to dress up..” theodore’s nose scrunches up as he shakes his head. “i never really look like anything by the end of the night anyways.. i always lose a part of my costume – like a vital part.. the part that defines to others who the hell i am. one year i lost my ace ventura card and i just looked like this weird tropical tourist guy and the rest of the night just wasn’t the same.. constantly having to explain to everyone..” if he ended up out on halloween it would be for the sole reason that one of the guys’ had dragged him out – the likelihood was slim, he hoped. “are you going out on thursday??”

halloween wasn’t ever his favorite time of the year and he didn’t really grasp this odd fascination with it, but he didn’t dislike it. all in all, it was a good excuse for partying and he could even put up with sporting some peculiar attire. “must be a universal experience, ‘cause, does anyone’s costume ever survive the whole night?” he remarked with a throaty chuckle. “i dressed up as captain picard once, but the bald cap kept on slipping off. not worth the bother.” so far his circle of friends in portland was nearly nonexistent and for the first time he was thankful nobody was bombarding him with party invitations. “nah, i have work,” skyler clicked his tongue and raised a brow at the other. “got any trick or treatin’ in plans?”

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“ i’ve been trying to find a way to expand my business beyond flowers. not that there’s anything wrong with flowers, but i just feel like i could be offering MORE, you know? anyway, i’ve looked into doing edible arrangements and wow are they complicated. i’m beginning to wonder if it’s even worth it. what do you think? do you think they’ll even sell or do you think i’m wasting my time? ”

again, skyler was late with rent and hoped a big bouquet for the landlady would grant him a few days more. with his narrowed eyes zeroed in on the flowers with names that hardly rang a bell, his attention was diverted upon picking up on edible arrangements. “sorry, what?” he frowned, trying to make sense of what he had just heard. “are they made of edible flowers or something?” giving the woman a yet another confused look, then he shrugged his shoulders and cracked a small grin. “i’ve got no idea what’s the market for those, but i believe you can make it work.”

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Have you met SKYLER MILES yet? They’re the TWENTY-TWO year old CLUB BOUNCER who has been living in Portland for TWO MONTHS now. Word has it that they’re LIVELY, but can also be BRASH at times. Don’t worry if you haven’t seen them yet, just play BORDERLINE BY TAME IMPALA and you’ll be sure to get their attention.

how’s it goin’ dear pals? i’m riley (they/them, 21+, gmt) and i cannot wait to start writing with you all!! below you can read up more about skyler, a trust fund baby who recently fell from grace.

tw: mentions of drugs and alcohol abuse

born on april 15, 1997 in perth, australia. he was only three when his family moved to the united states, so he doesn’t really consider it his hometown. most of his life he spent in los angeles, california.

the only child of a lawyer couple, was always quite a spoiled brat and sometimes a pain in the neck, too. he wasn’t the most obedient kiddo and whenever he got into some shit, rarely did he fail to get away with it. this feeling of impunity was more of an issue later on.

he was an average student who was excelling at multiple sports. boxing was his favorite and he actually wanted to go in that direction. skyler was participating in local championships that got him a nice collection of medals.

his another interest was partying, which had gotten too excessive. but again, his parents were far from bothered when it came to confronting his shenanigans. so, this way he kept doing his thing. getting into fights, pulling harmful pranks and drunkenly staggering back home became his regular basis.

in his senior year of high school he got involved in drug dealing. obviously, it wasn’t the matter of making extra cash. that wasn’t what he needed. he was simply looking for another source of instant adrenaline.

it was going on for two years. at first he was just selling it before starting to use the stuff himself. it started to get worse and worse. eventually he got into the main distributor’s black books for not discharging his duties properly. he was in debt and so finally he reached out to his parents, who weren’t... overjoyed. but they wiped off the debt under one condition: skyler had to start earning his keep.

he felt like a burden. after making some money doing odd jobs, he left los angeles for portland. it was a rather impulsive decision.

it’s been two months since he moved. he works at a club as a bouncer and rents a small, crappy apartment. skyler’s certainly missing his lavish lifestyle he more or less willingly said goodbye to. is he weighing the pros and cons of shaking hands with drug dealing again? yeah.

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Where were you last night, man? I texted you, like, 10 times.

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Yellow Box – The Neighbourhood Death Stranding

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Jacob Elordi in Euphoria (2019—)