#glad to know we can forget our difference for the sake of cute funny stuff the internet is great sometimes

[harapeveco]

I’m glad sutobi’s ship name is mostly considered tofu bc the jp ibunas found out about and think it’s the cutest thing ever to the point they forgot they hate international ibunas

[hockeytrashgoblin]

Ice Cold ~Part 3

A/N: Hi all! An update tonight and expect one tomorrow too! I’ve been writing like crazy and I really hope you guys are enjoying so far and will in the future too! It gets a little angsty in a few parts. I’m sorry for making Auston a bad guy again. It’s just a character though, I really do like him quite a bit. He’s just the easiest one to make mean. I think it’s how serious he always seems to be. I dunno. I promise to write a cute one of Auston after this is all done and that Max Domi one will also be finished soon I hope! I lost all inspo on that one but I’m getting back into it! Anywho I hope you enjoy this part!

"Hey (y/n)! Wait up!"

"Oh for fuck sake.." I mumbled to myself before turning around. "Hi Peter."

"How have you been? I haven't talked to you in a couple weeks."

"Yeah good, I've been good. Super busy, what with unpacking and getting settled into a new area and all. Work stuff."

"That does sound busy."

"It is."

"Too busy to answer a text?"

"Peter cut it out."

"Alright, alright sorry." He said putting his hands up in surrender. He still had a smirk on his face and it creeped me out. Not the smirk I wanted. I kept walking towards the entrance of the building and he just kept following.

"Can I help you with something?" I asked with an edge in my voice.

"So Nylander huh?"

"What about him?"

"Kind of a pretty boy, isn't he?"

"I guess. What does it matter?"

"I keep having to write articles about you two."

"Okay..sorry?" I had seen the articles. They were disgusting, objectifying me at every turn and insulting William. There had been 3 in the last two weeks following times we had gone on dates.

"Don't be sorry I just want to know are you guys a thing? Are you dating? Fucking? What's the story?"

"What's the story? That's all I am to you right now is your inside scoop of a fucking juicy rumor filled story?"

"What no! That didn't come out right!"

"You know what? You can just go fuck yourself Peter." I opened the door to leave but he grabbed my arm.

"(Y/n) wait-"

"Don't talk to me right now and absolutely do not touch me. Ever." I said ripping my arm from his grip and storming away through the snow to union station. The whole subway ride I just stewed in my anger. Who did Peter think he was? Asking me who I'm fucking or if I'm fucking to write in an article for the world to read. As if it was anyone's business in the first place. It was dark by the time I got off and started my 15 minute walk home. I felt really uneasy though so I took out my phone to make a call.

"Hi sweetheart, on your way home?" William answered on the first ring. I felt more comfortable immediately.

"Hi, yeah I just got off the subway. I felt really uncomfortable though for some reason so I called you to talk while I walk. I hope that's okay?"

"Of course that's okay! I like that I make you comfortable enough that you'd call me."

"You make me feel very comfortable. What's the sound?"

"Come on- wanna say hi!- just let me-"

"It's just, ow fuck, Kasperi."

"Oh tell him hi for me."

"Hi (y/n)! Come visit me!"

"Kas shut up!" I heard a loud thud and then it was quiet. "Sorry about that."

"It's okay. I like him, he's funny."

"He's a fan of you too. He likes that you make me happy."

"You're so sweet. I'm glad I make you happy because you make me happy too."

"That makes me so pleased. Your happiness is most important to me."

"Well you make me happy so just keep doing what you're doing." I said opening my door and locking it behind me.

"You're home now?"

"Yes."

"Did you lock the door?"

"Yes I always do. I don't feel safe without it."

"Good."

"What do you mean good?" It was quiet except for rustling. "William?"

"Sorry love I'm just worried about you. You had a bad feeling and I just want you to feel okay. Feel safe."

"You make me feel safe. That's why I'm talking to you. I'll probably be fine, I just need to calm down." I said as there was a crash outside my place.

"What was that?"

"You heard that too?"

"Yes what was it?"

"I don't know..something outside. I don't wanna check."

"Good don't. Stay locked in your house. I don't trust this at all."

"William I just heard it again.."

"Would you be okay with me coming over?"

"Yes."

"I'd feel better if you weren't alone."

"Me too."

"I'll be there in a few minutes."

"How?"

"I'm already on my way actually. I'll explain when I get there."

"William there's something at my window." I said, panic rising in my voice.

"I'm coming sweetheart. This is me I'm knocking on the door right now let me in."

"Okay." I looked through the peephole and opened the door for him, quickly locking it behind him. "Hi."

"Hi cutie. Nice pajamas." He said smirking at me.

"Shut up I was getting ready for bed."

"No they're cute, I quite like them."

"Thank you." I said falling into his arms for a hug. "Thank you for coming."

"Of course. I wouldn't just leave you alone like that."

"I was scared.."

"I know (y/n), its okay. I'm here now, nothing will harm you. If anything I will harm someone else."

"So why were you already on your way?"

"You didn't forget about that huh?"

"Nope." I said laughing with him.

"Morgan told me I should. That it would be a smart idea."

"Why?"

"He's..special." William said slowly. 

"Don't suppose you'll elaborate on that?"

"He's what I guess you'd call a psychic almost? Maybe like a fortune teller?"

"So he can see the future is what you're saying?"

"Yes."

"That is pretty special. Is he any good?"

"The best, honestly. I've never met someone who is right about so many future predictions."

"How does it work?"

"I don't really think it's my place to tell you everything about it."

"Just one more question?"

"Depends. Go ahead."

"Is it just broad? Like the whole world."

"He gets stuff like that and also he can focus on a smaller scale and get stuff for a single person."

"Did he see something bad for me?"

"Not necessarily. He saw something bad but knew that I was going to come over and fix it."

"I'm glad you came to fix it." I said hugging him again. "Sorry I'm being so touchy..I'm just relieved and I kinda always do that."

"Don't be sorry my sweet girl." He said holding the sides of my face giving me a kiss on the forehead. "You're tired. Do you want to lay down?"

"Will you come too?"

"That might not be the best idea."

"Please? I won't try anything, I swear. I just want you close by.."

"Hey that's okay. I didn't think you would make advances and even if you did they wouldn't altogether be unwanted. I just didn't want you to feel any pressure. I'll be as close as you want me."

"Come on then." I pulled him by his hand towards my room. I flipped the comforter up and gestured for him to join me in my bed. He laughed and got it with me. I cuddled up into his side. "Is this okay?"

"This is so nice. I love this."

"Okay good."

"How was work today?"

"It was pretty good until the end."

"What happened?"

"Peter stopped me after work."

"I don't like him." William mumbled playing with my hair.

"Uh yeah fucking me neither."

"What did he want?"

"He's been writing articles about us and wanted me to give him the exclusive details so he could publish them first."

"That's gross. I don't like his articles. I don't like the way he talks about you."

"Me neither. It doesn't feel good."

"What we do has nothing to do with him. Our relationship is ours alone."

"Is that what this is? A relationship?"

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud."

"It's okay if that's not what you want.." I said quietly.

"No silly girl, that is exactly what I want. I want to be with you. I just wanted to bring it up differently."

"Be with me like a boyfriend kind of thing?"

"I wish you wouldn't be so insecure (y/n). You have no reason to be like that with me. Yes I want to be your boyfriend. I would be so lucky."

"So are we officially together then?"

"Yes, lovely."

"Okay good." I said smiling, giving him a small kiss that he returned eagerly. When we broke apart I was out of breath. "Wow."

"Yeah.." he said giggling, making me laugh too. "Of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you."

"Aww William! That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."

"I'm going to say nice things to you forever." He smiled and gave me another smaller kiss.

"Oh yeah about the relationship only being our business, Amy knows most of the business. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. The boys are very aware of everything too. Probably more so."

"You guys are pretty close huh?"

"They're my brothers. Auston, Morgan, Kas, and Mitch. We have a bond like no one else's I promise you that. I love those guys."

"I'm glad that you've got such great friends. It's sweet how you talk about them."

"They're great people. I know you think Auston is awful but he really isn't."

"I don't think he's awful William. I think he hates me. It's different."

"It's silly. I'll admit he's not too fond of this situation but it has nothing to do with you. He wouldn't like me to be with anyone."

"He'd rather you be alone?"

"Yes."

"That doesn't seem very nice."

"Auston thinks I'm too trusting. He doesn't trust anyone. Mitch is with someone and it's a complicated situation. Morgan has someone and it's slightly less complicated. Me, Kappy, and Auston are usually alone. It's easier that way."

"How come?"

"There's just a lot of secrets that's all. Things we can't share that make it hard to be with us."

"Well I don't like secrets much."

"I don't think I'll be keeping many from you, if any. Morgan said-" he stopped himself and shook his head. "Sorry. I know it sounds weird to go off what Morgan says."

"Not at all. I'm never gonna judge anyone on what they think or believe. If Morgan is right all the time it makes sense that you'd put that kind of faith in him."

"You're so incredible." He murmured with his warm eyes looking at me. He leaned in and kissed me. I broke it to yawn though and he laughed. "Let's sleep, yeah?"

"I don't wanna though."

"Why not? You're tired."

"I want to spend more time with you. Talking to you. I don't want to sleep."

"We have all the time in the world (y/n). Just go to bed so you're not tired tomorrow."

"Will you be here when I wake up?" I asked softly.

"You think I'd just leave in the middle of the night?"

"I hope not but I don't know."

"I won't leave unless you specifically ask me to."

"Well I'm not going to ask that."

"Then I will be right here when you wake up. Get up and I'll turn off the lights." I groaned making him laugh as he got up. He turned the light off and crawled back into bed behind me, spooning me, pulling my back close to his chest.

"Goodnight William."

"Goodnight lovely." He kissed my neck and settled to go to bed. I fell asleep so fast.

[kacxa-fan]

Costume Party

Request from @rorylum about Kacxa dressed as Big Barda and Mr. Miracle for a costume party!

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Summary: Typically the two weren't ones for parties, especially those considered loud and flashy, but for the sake of pleasing their friends who kept insisting them to "take a break", they did so.

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"But you have to! C'mon Acxa, it's just for one night! It'll be a good chance to clear your mind, then you can go back to stressing yourself out." Whined the pleading voice from across the line.

"Hmm, alright. Inform me of the whereabouts and time it would be most appropriate to visit."

"Wow, really? Awesome! Okay, so the party's at James's place around uh 9 p.m., got it?"

"Got it." Acxa responded, quickly jotting it down just in case she forgets due to all the clutter kept in her busy mind.

"Oh- How could I forget? It's also a costume party! So be sure to prep yourself up, k? Can't wait to see you~!"

"Wait. What is a-" the phone call ended "Oh Veronica..." she groaned.

Acxa avoided recalling her friend, deciding it be best to ask her significant other. She walked down the stairs and met him sitting on the couch, Kosmo lazily splayed about his lap. She took whatever was left of space on the furniture.

"Hey, got your work done yet?" Keith glanced over at her before returning his gaze to the TV as he switched through the channels.

"Not quite. I've decided to put work aside for a bit since Veronica asked me to come join her to a 'costume party'... Whatever that is."

"Huh? That's a surprise, but hey, it's nice to get out and destress. Also, a costume party?" He paused and tilted his head over to fully face her.

"If you will, please explain to me what the customs of this type of party are?"

Keith muted the TV, turning his full attention to her.

"Well, a costume party is basically a party where the guests dress up as whatever they'd like. Examples say being uhhh a monster or character from a show. Stuff like that."

"Like a disguise?"

"Yeah, like a disguise, but you don't really gotta fool anyone."

Acxa nodded, her hand reaching it's way over to Kosmo's ear.

"Very well, but what should we dress up as?"

"We?"

"Oh, I forgot to ask. It's just that I thought you'd like to join..."

"Or you'd feel a lot more comfortable if I joined you, huh?"

"Perhaps, that too..."

Keith chuckled, scooting closer to Acxa. He wrapped his arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her blushing cheek.

"I'm in!"

"Thank you, Keith."

"Mhm. Okay so costumes, uh we could be hmmm... Oh! I grew up really liking Batman, and I guess you could say Catwoman was his girlfriend? You'd rock a Catwoman, not gonna lie."

He pulled out his phone to search the duo up.

"Here, look. See?"

"Ah, how um interesting. As much as I'd like to say that she looks quite flattering, I can't help but notice how uncomfortable her outfit seems. Leather, is it?" She looked down the image "And high heeled boots?"

Acxa unconsciously took his phone from his hand, scrolling through the various images of the peculiar lady.

"Oh my, this is... suggestive?"

"Hahaaa, yeaaah." Keith muttered in slight embarrassment, scratching the back of his neck.

"Is that a whip? Her weapon?"

"Okayyy! That's enough lookin' her up. Let's say we think of another couple, if you're not sure about this one, k?"

The two huddled closer as Keith offered various other options. Somehow Acxa always seemed to pick at one or the other, more so fascinated and weirded out by the outfit. Time ticked by as Keith grew tired. They ended up with few ideas.

He blew out a puff of air, "Uhm welp here's these two. Superheroes. Named Big Barda and Mr. Miracle?"

Acxa, again, took the phone. Her eyes dilating at the bright colors.

"Guess it's a no too?"

She shook her head, "No, I actually find it suitable. Considering that I am the tallest out of us both. Also, we are running out of time, no?"

Keith rolled his eyes playfully, although their height difference was never much of a bother for them.

"My only complaint is the bold colors. Other than that, it looks to be comfortable enough. Don't you think?"

"As long as you're sure, I'll settle for it."

What Acxa wasn't aware of is that Keith was not necessarily looking forward to wearing such a thing, as it was not his sort of style. In fact, this duo's fit was nothing of their style, but nonetheless they agreed to it.

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"Here we are. Ready to show off?"

"Just a moment. I think my cape got tangled."

Keith and Acxa exited their car, pinkies hooking and having nervous talk about their suits. They entered the apartment complex, scanning the numbers of each door.

"Here it is! Ready?"

"What other choice is there..."

Keith knocked, and low and behold, James answered.

"HEY! ACXA AND... KEITH? NO WAY! THAT'S PRETTY FUNNY SEEING YOU TWO HERE. ESPECIALLY WEARING THOSE!" He shouted as the commotion of the dark yet colorfully lit room dazed the visitors viewing it. The brunette took his time looking the deadpanned couple up, incapable of holding his growing amusement.

"WELL, COME ON IN! THE GANG'S JUST RIGHT OVER AT THE POOL TABLE."

Keith took the lead, holding a hand out for Acxa to follow. Acxa examined the area, taking notice to the strange figures, assuming that some were not human at all, but actual aliens to Earth such as herself. She heard the booming and perked her ears, worried that a fight involving weaponry was taking place. Hesitantly, she took his hand and stepped foot into the strange presence. They walked behind James as cautiously as they could, with the few bumps here and there from strangers in all sorts of display.

"KEITH, IS THIS WHAT ALL PARTIES ARE LIKE? GOODNESS WH- OH, FORGIVE ME!" Acxa hollered.

"NOT ALL, BUT WHEN IT'S RUN BY PEOPLE LIKE JAMES, THEN YEAH. PRETTY MUCH."

Finally straying away from the crowd and their noise, the trio were reintroduced to their friends.

"Aw Acxa, and Keith~! Glad you actually came. I was beginning to think you'd bail out on us and this fun!" Veronica hugged her confused friend.

"Why yes, I would never do such a thing. Although, I would have to disagree with you on how this could be 'fun'." Acxa responded, massaging her ears.

"Oh there you go again blurting out your opinion without a care. Typical Acxa-"

"Our Acxa!" Veronica consoled James by patting his back playfully.

The rest of the MFE group exchanged their greetings.

"So, Acxa. You think this ain't at all fun? I'll make it my mission to prove ya wrong!" Nadia spun back to the others, "Right guys? Everyone come on and join us!"

"Sure, sounds fine by me." Said Veronica.

"I mean, I'm kinda busy on keeping check who's at the door cause this is my place-"

"Don't worry about it, Jamesy! Someone else can take care of that stuff. Spend time with us and quit looking around for a girl to dance with and hopefully date~"

Veronica and Nadia shared a smug smirk towards the now heated boy. Ina simply shook her head in shame.

"If you'd like, may I offer you all to a game of cards?" Ina asked.

"Cards?" Acxa tilted her head.

"What kind of ga-"" Keith was cut off.

"CARDS?! Inaaa sweetie, again?" The blue haired, hyper girl whined.

"Shush Nadia, there's nothing wrong with playing some more. Plus, I think it's a great way to show Acxa how a party can be fun!" Veronica stated, pulling Acxa and Keith to the table as the rest soon followed in.

After this "boring" and time consuming game, Nadia was sure to introduce her alien friend to a whole variety of other party activities.

Some not so appropriate to her friend's taste, that is.

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Hours passed, around four. At least, that's what Acxa assumed. It was quite dark afterall.

Clumsily, she walked, or rather stumbled, her way back to the snack table. Her eyes dilating as her gaze lingered from item to item, looking for that deliciously red-colored juice. To be honest, she didn't really think it to be that good, terrible actually, but nonetheless she had the urge to engulf her system with some more. This beverage was making her feel... happy anyways.

"Acxa? Acxa-" Keith trotted to his girlfriend. He rested his hand on the small of her back, looking over to see her pouting face. How cute.

"...Ac-?"

"No, nooo, nooooo! There's no more *hiccup* juiceee!" Acxa aimed to pound her hand onto the table, but instead missed and hit Keith's stomach area. She turned around at the sudden sound.

"Ow. Acxa are you-"

He felt her cold finger poke his lips. She giggled childishly. Her toothy smile making the man blush almost uncomfortably. She looked so happy, and he knew well that it was not exactly in her control.

"You're... I think you look very handsome~! Do I *hiccup* know you... from somewhere?"

"Yes, yes you do. I'm your boyfriend, remember? Keith." He couldn't help but chuckle.

She looked up and stared at nothing in particular, thinking.

"Keith. Oh yes! I remember you, I think."

"I sure hope so. It'll suck if you don't and I lose my beautiful girlfriend."

"Aw, you're too kind, sir." Acxa bashfully covered part of her smiley face with her hand. So cute.

"Really looks like Nadia did her job, huh? How much did you drink?"

"Hmmm, I estimate around 57 *hiccup* cups? No wait, maybe it was 70..."

Keith was shocked. Then again, he was dating a 6 foot something to 7 foot girl from another planet. He should've been surprised more at the fact that Earth alcohol even had an affect on her.

"Wow, ahaha! That's enough for you then. Let's say we go back home and go to sleep. I'm beat and this party is getting crazier by the minute." He took her hand and tugged her to, again, follow him.

"Waaait~! Not yet! I wanna say bye to my *hiccup* friendsss!" Acxa protested and limped herself back.

Keith sighed, "Ina told me to say goodbye for her to you a while ago. Veronica went out earlier too. Nadia's passed out black on the couch. And James is... eh whatever who gives a damn."

"Nadia? Passed out! Is she okay? She's not okay! I need to help her- Let me go help!"

Great.

"Woah woah calm down, baby. Nadia's okay. She's with a few other girls watching over her. Trust me?" Keith wrapped his arms around her frantic self.

"Always have, always will." She puffed.

"Good. Thanks for that. Now, ready to go?"

"M'kayyy~!"

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AN: Gee, look who's back. 🤡

[shewantedtobeasecretgirl]

3. Pleased to meet you a. k. a. androids, reserved groupies, gentlemen and rude boys (Part One)

„Mom, are you asleep?” I whisper as I sneak in her room.

“Not anymore…” she sighs. “I’ve hoped since you turned five that one day you’ll realize how unnecessary this question is…”

“Sorry… I…I go back to sleep…” I feel suddenly guilty for waking her up in the middle of the night.

“I’m just kidding, come here, sweetie!”

I slip under the cover on the other side of the bed and crawl next to her. I can’t understand how she can still sleep in this large bed. Effie and I have maintained the habit of sometimes visiting Mom’s bed when we want to feel like children again, which is maybe pathetic and implies the urgent need of a psychotherapist but makes me feel safer than anything. I smell Dad’s scent on the pillow, which is probably only the cruel product of my mind as the cover of it got washed at least two hundred times since then. I swallow a salty teardrop to prevent myself from crying.

“Mom…”

“Hm?”

“I can’t sleep…”

“Of course you can’t sleep. If you could I would start worrying if you got kidnapped by aliens who put you through a brainwashing or replaced you with an android.” she remarks sleepily.

“Thanks… do you even know what androids are?” I slap back.

“Who do you think I am? Of course I know. Mr. Taylor is a huge sci-fi fan so every time I visit him he makes me check the whole building since he’s convinced that aliens are hiding in his home. Once he even got me to crawl under his bed, of course I didn’t find any aliens. But what I did find were his denture for which we had been looking desperately for almost two weeks. As for androids, he suspected me being one as well since I bought him raspberry yoghurt by chance instead of the strawberry-flavored sort which is his favorite. So please, don’t question my knowledge about androids.”

“And how can you be sure that I’m not an android who’s trying to trick you by saying she can’t sleep?”

“I give up… You’re worse than my clients…” she yawns.

“But at least I can change my own diaper without help…” I snicker, which makes her snort too.

“So what’s the matter? You’re already stressed out by the possible events of the next few months?”

“I don’t know. If something happened to Effie while I’m away and I couldn’t help her, I would never forgive myself.”

“You don’t have to feel guilty for leaving us. Actually, I’ve never told you but I’m as much concerned about you as about Effie’s health.”

“About me? But I’m okay, I’m healthy, I have a degree…”

“But you’re lonely and you live like a recluse. I’ve never heard you mentioning any friends from New York, you don’t see your high school friends anymore, you don’t have colleagues who you could go out with…”

“But Effie is actually my best friend, and…” I cut her off.

“I’m happy for having such wonderful daughters who are inseparable but you should start building your own life too…”

“Oh no, it’s about the “find a husband” thing, isn’t it? I can’t believe…” I sigh.

“No, ford God’s sake, no! I just think you narrow your world to your work and us and I don’t want you to feel later that you didn’t collect enough experiences…”

“With guys?”

“With everything! You don’t go out, you don’t travel anywhere, you don’t date but you’re 24. These supposed to be your most memorable years, don’t waste them, you’re can finally drink legally without any grey hairbreadth!” she nudges me encouraging. “But that’s why I’m glad you accepted the job offer. For the record, Effie agrees with me on that, she’s pretty much psyched about the whole thing and at least her brain is full of these thoughts instead of…”

“I know, she doesn’t leave me alone with her daydreaming… But those people seem to be quite different than me… I don’t know any of them but Karrie… They are probably surrounded by party faces who dance on the table or smoke one joint after the other. Not to mention the job part of it…”

“Why do you try to convince yourself about having made a wrong decision? You haven’t even met “those people” yet! Besides, I’ve known for some time you want to do something surprising, something that is out of your comfort zone. When you came out of your room after the conversation with Karrie, I saw on your face that this was it! But for some reasons you play your compulsory hesitation this time too…”

“Mom?” I interrupt her, not because she’s not right but because I know she can’t help me to get rid of this feeling. “How did you know it?”

“I’m your mother and mothers know everything. Or, I’m an android who can read in peoples mind. Or, both of us are androids and we were programmed by the same person, which created a special connection between us. But androids need to spend some time in sleep mode too…”

“Okay, I get it… Good night, Mom!”

“Good night, my android roadie!”

***

“Carefully with the old bag, my dear!” Granny moans while I’m trying to help her to get out of the car. Mom stands already at the trunk to hand her enormous backpack to Judy. It‘s almost larger than Judy although she sorted its content at least three times to reduce it to the most necessary clothes and personal belongings. Anyway, she’s to spend her next months with guys who share their stuffs and have worn the same shirts probably for months so it was easy to convince her about keeping her luggage as modest as possible. With a few necessary precautions…

Judy looks paler than usual and this effect is multiplied by the dark shadows around her eyes. She spent the last two weeks with preparing for her new job and to stay true to herself she took it very seriously. After the interview she literally panicked and begged me to call Victor, my former high school classmate who works at Rock Candy so that he would show her the basics of a sound system and the tasks of a rock band’s staff. She hung out there after work almost every evening and in the remaining time she was listening to Ten and the tapes with unreleased songs that Krisha gave her until she learnt them to the last note. She got labeled as a nerd by her classmates for reason, her perfectionism made her immediately worrying about the possible expectations of her new employers. But it’s kinda cute how tenacious she tried to become a perfect monitor engineer in two weeks with the same enthusiasm as she studied for being the valedictorian of her class. She can’t do anything in a low-key way.

As we enter the main hall of Sea-Tac Airport I notice that the check-in counter of Judy’s flight to Cleveland has already been opened. Get it over with fast, I don’t want to get too emotional. It’s inevitable, though, Granny will start crying anyway and Mom always cries when Granny cries and so on…

“I’ve got something for you, Sis!” I turn to Judy. I almost forgot about it, the other thing was on my mind all evening...

“Do I want to know about it?” she asks pretending to be desperate.

“It’s very funny… You don’t even deserve it. I’ve changed my mind, I keep it.” I shake my head reprovingly.

“A present? But you needn’t have…”

“It’s a very useful present, if I were you I’d take it…” Mom winks at me.

“So… I think you’ll know for what purpose… ” I place a small package onto Judy’s palm.

As she opens the little box wrapped in paper and recognizes its content her face lights up immediately.

“A mini tape recorder! Effie, this is awesome!” she captures me in a rib-breaking hug.

“But there’s a rule! I want to hear the newest stuffs while you’re away. There are more tapes, we can manage somehow that you always have one with you for recording your ideas. As I receive a tape I copy it and send it back to you, okay?”

“I don’t want to get them lost, we have to figure out the exact method… I don’t know if I’ll be able to find time to record my ideas... or if I’ll have ideas at all, I count with busy days… But if I won’t, I still can use it to that groupie thing!” she raises her eyebrows quickly a few times referring to our recent conversation.

“I’m sure that surrounded by so many musicians you’ll have more ideas than ever…”

“Just don’t forget to eat, sweetie.” Granny warns her. “When you’re busy, you tend to forget to eat. Didn’t you forget your sandwiches at home, did you?” Granny’s biggest fear before travels is that we’ll starve to death so she always makes sure if we have a detailed plan about our meals at least five days in advance.

“Granny, if I wasn’t able to get food when I’m hungry, I would have already died due to natural selection!” Judy gently strokes her shoulders but when Granny begins to share her advice and warnings, nobody can stop her.

“And be cautious with those men! Don’t let yourself get drugged and seduced!” Here we are; the Granny Show has started. I think my favorite part comes right next… I glance at Mom and I can see she’s trying to repress her laughter, just like me. By the way, Granny is always right…

“Those men? Granny, they’re just guys in their twenties!”

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about young lady!” Granny pokes Judy in the chest with her index finger. She leans closer to her and keeps pestering her more quietly. “Judy, my little star, it’s so embarrassing to ask this but someone has to do it… Do you have ‘that thing’ in your bag, don’t you?” Oh my God, this episode is better than I’ve thought.

“That thing? What is ‘that thing’?” Judy asks back suspecting she doesn’t want to know the answer.

“ ‘That thing’… you know… if it still happens… you have to take precautions, young men are so irresponsible nowadays… You know, I watch TV a lot, I’ve already heard a lot about that AIDS disease…” I see that Judy realized in the meantime what Granny was trying to say but she wants to trap her with the topic she came up with.

“Granny, I’m more and more confused. Please be more specific!” Judy plays the uncomprehending, innocent little girl. Mom turns in the direction of the departures board but the shaking of her shoulders reveals her.

“Judy, my dear, I’m talking about… you know…” Judy keeps waiting with an amused smile for her uttering the end of the sentence. “Condom!” she whispers in horror and at this point Mom, Judy and I erupt into a loud laughter, which makes her more embarrassed than the word she’s just said.

“First of all, I don’ think I would need ‘that thing’. I’m supposed to work with them, like ‘work’, literally. But if I still would, it’s rather the guy’s responsibility to be prepared. Aaand, if he’s not prepared but I can’t resist the temptation, there are bunch of ways of having fun to which you don’t need ‘that thing’. I’m sure you’re being a widow with one daughter and two granddaughters, there’s nothing new for you, Granny.” Judy grins, which makes Granny get close to fainting. Of course I know that Judy’s cheeky remark about sexual alternatives was only meant to freak her out, I’m sure as hell she would chicken out if someone tried to get so close to her that she would need ‘that thing’. But Granny is always right… And I took the precautions, Granny, even if you think you’re the only responsible adult in this family…

“Sorry Granny, I adore how much you’re concerned about me, I just can’t shut my big mouth.” she embraces her. “But I think I should go…” Judy is still wiping the teardrops of laughter from her eyes. Or are those already different kinds of teardrops?

While Judy is standing in the cue, I exchange a bitter look with Mom. Until now I was focused on Judy’s exciting perspectives and ignored the fact that I would miss her. Fuck, I’ll miss her a lot…

After finishing the check-in process she kisses and hugs all of us in a suspiciously short time and before we could get really touched she sets off with quick steps for the security check. Before entering the security zone she turns back for a second, sends an awkward wave to us and disappears in the crowd immediately.

***

“Sir… excuse me, sir… EXCUSE ME!” I have to repeat the same sentence more times, as usual. People at public places usually can’t hear me when I’m speaking to them, or even if they can, they misunderstand what I’ve said, which often leads to miswritten names, misheard numbers, wrongly taken orders.

“Oh, sorry… Good afternoon, Madame, may I help?”

The receptionist of the hotel turns to me distracted, as if he had woken up from a deep dream.

“As far as I know, I have a reservation for this night.”

“Your name, please?”

“Camden, Judith Emilia.”

“A moment, please… would you repeat it?”

I can’t believe that.

“Camden. C, A, M, D, E, N.” I spell and I can hear my voice getting sharper.

“Sorry, I can’t find your name in the book.”

“It’s maybe a group reservation. I’m a crew member of Pearl Jam.” I explain.

Suddenly his expression changes and his lips form a patronizing smile.

“I’m afraid, in that case I can’t help you, Miss Camden.” he closes the book with a quick move.

“How do you mean…?”

“Well, you’ve been the fifteenth female person today who claims being a stuff member of Pearl Jam.” he emphasizes the word “female” in a mocking tone, which makes me clear what he’s thinking about me. I feel my cheeks reddening. This damn blushing… Even if I don’t have any reason for feeling embarrassed…

“Look, I’m not like those female guests, I have my contract in my bag, I have every single document…” I try to get him to open the book again.

“I’m sorry Miss Camden, but our main principle is discretion, I have to follow strict rules, I’m only allowed to let in persons who arrive with the band or with their manager. You don’t need to show any documents, I can’t help you, I can’t make any exceptions.” he rejects my attempt.

I stare perplexed and frozen at him. But I decide not to beg him and every single brain cell of mine starts searching for a plan ‘B’. Should I call Krisha? She gave me her office number… But if I called her, she would think I’m a loser with the problem solving skills of a pupil in the second grade… The crew is probably not here; Karrie told me something about an afternoon sound check… Yes, this is it! Krisha gave me a list with the names, addresses and phone numbers of the clubs where the band plays the remaining shows of the US tour. If I called the club, I could ask if they’re still there and maybe I could join them…

“Thank you, I really appreciate you efforts, good bye!” I tweet to him and leave the lobby almost cheerful, relieved by my idea. The receptionist gazes puzzled after me, probably the other female persons weren’t so happy after getting thrown out…

I slam into the first phone booth, throw my backpack on the ground and tear off the thick folder from its backside. After a short search I find the number I need and I dial it impatiently. After a few ringing I hear a bored male voice on the other end of the line.

“Peabody’s Down Under…”

This time I’m more cautious.

“Hello, I’m Krisha Augerot from Curtis Management. I would like to talk with Karrie Keyes, from the Pearl Jam crew, it’s very urgent. Are they still rehearsing?” I try to sound impressive.

“Yes, they’re still here, I’ll look for her, hold the line, please…”

I hear a deep boom from the background, the band probably started playing in the meantime.

“Krisha? Hi, what happened? Is everything okay?” Karrie breaths heavily, she must have hurried to the phone.

“Calm down, Karrie, it’s just me, Judy!” I snicker.

“Judy???”

“Yes, don’t ask anything… I had problems with the check-in at the hotel so I decided to use an alias…”

“Problems? Alias?”

“Yeah, the receptionist took me for a groupie or what…”

“Hahaha, you? For a groupie?” she giggles. I feel somehow a little bit offended, although as I look down at myself I have to acknowledge I’m not the archetype of band chasing butterflies. My braids, my glasses, my long, brown and loose dress which ends where my docs begin…

“Hey, the world needs reserved groupies too, they’re also valuable members of society!” I defend myself. “Anyway, the thing is that I can’t check in so I thought I joined you at the club. Is it far from the hotel?”

“No, only a couple blocks away, a few minutes on foot. I tell you how to get here, listen…”

***

I’m standing in front of the stage and watching them play. Right after the last chords of “Even flow” Stone walks to Eddie shaking his head.

“You fucked up again at the beginning of the second chorus. You fucked up at the same part even during our first show, which wasn’t a big deal because we played for survival but we’ve already played this damn thing for one and a half year…”

“Because Dave’s fuckin’ cymbal noises drive me crazy, I can’t focus on anything… And that damn smoke kills my throat…” Eddie slaps back nettled glancing angrily at Dave.

“Hey, you’ve forbidden me to smoke on the bus, which I’ve accepted so I would appreciate if you didn’t want to crucify me for having a few cigarettes anywhere else…” Dave joins the quarrel in a sharp tone.

“A few cigarettes? You fume like a fuckin’ smokestack!” Eddie yells at him.

“Interesting, nobody complains about the suffocating sweet smell of Jeff’s incenses. I’ve already given up counting my allergic reactions to them, I’m basically suffering during the journeys, over and above my wrists hurt like hell. But my problems don’t seem to be as important as those of the others…”

“Hey man, at least I try to do something for our living conditions! That fuckin’ bus smells like a polecat hole, the ape house in the zoo is a rose garden in comparison to that!”

“A hole of alcoholic polecats, to be exact. Mike, you should do something with your messy shirts, they smell of vomit… And if you think that we haven’t noticed that you’re basically hiding a whole bar under your bed, you’re wrong.” Stone targets Mike this time.

“Hey, they’re for sterilization…” Mike tries to explain himself.

“If you don’t want to produce little McCreadys during the tour, just cut your balls off or wash your feet wearing socks!” Stone misunderstands his words intentionally. “Anyway, has anybody seen my guitar tuner?” he asks out of character.

“A missing object again? Seriously Stone, you should see an expert, this level of obliviousness is already pathological. I’ve got fed up with the whole band’s searching for your shit…” Eddie attacks him.

“I wouldn’t be oblivious if I could sleep more but I have to babysit Mike every single night, I get into the bed basically in the morning, I need intravenous caffeine, it’s no wonder I’m insane…”

“Hey, nobody asked you to babysit me!”

“Nobody asked me, but I don’t want to be executed by the furious crowd after we announce we canceled the show since we had left our lead guitarist dancing naked in front of the McDonalds in the last town.”

Everybody shouts with everybody. The roads glance at each other helplessly, they shrug and with that move they basically decide not to intervene. As I turn back I see a short and slim young girl staring the guys on stage with a scared face. She carries a giant backpack – as much as I know about the laws of physics she should fall back from its weight. She might be the new girl…

“Aren’t they supposed to be friends? What if they were enemies…” she asks with a questioning expression.

“They’re just sick of touring… Imagine spending months with the same people, even if they’re your friends… You would probably want to kill them in the cruelest ways…” I step to her.

“I hope this verbal crowd fight won’t get physical. If the singer and the bassist teamed up, the drummer might have a chance to survive but those two bags of bones…” she shakes her head.

“Yeah, the coroner would have a hard job while collecting their residues with a spoon… maybe a mop and a bucket could help…” I grin.

“But the relatives might be able to identify them from their teeth…”

“Or from their internal organs… like ‘oh my God, that liver looks familiar, he had his father’s liver!” we both snicker. In the meantime the guys begin to play ‘Porch’ and as Eddie counts in she clicks with her tongue a few times. “That’s too fast… If the drummer doesn’t take back from the pace the guitarists’ hands will ignite…” Okay, she must be the new girl… “Okay, what’s that guy doing?” she asks when Eddie starts performing a reduced version of his usual climbing show on Jeff’s amplifier to jump back on the stage. As he touches down he loses his balance, ends up on the ground and stays there rolling back and forth. “Is he performing scenes from The Exorcist? I wouldn’t be surprised if he turned out to eat roads for breakfast…”

“Hahaha, I don’t think so!” I giggle, and I decide to delay a bit revealing who I am. I like this girl. I can finally talk with someone sincerely, she’s objective, she doesn’t know who I am and I’m fed up with polite and diplomatic lies which are addressed to Eddie Vedder’s faceless girlfriend.

“If I hadn’t listened to their songs earlier, I wouldn’t understand a word from the lyrics…” she remarks during the last chorus.

“And do you like their lyrics?’ I ask curiously.

“Uhm… A little bit too much of fucked up childhood and family issues, or at least for my taste but it’s definitely a good point that they’ve broken up with the infinite permutation of the girls-cars-drugs combo… Although the singer should take care of his voice, his tone is very unique but he basically yells. On one hand, it sounds flat and on the other hand I guess he’ll have voice problems within one month…”

If you knew… Eddie overstrained his vocal chords a few times in the last weeks. He would have needed a break after the European tour but they didn’t have much time to recover before the next one in the U.S.

“Maybe I can convince him about it.” I smile because the song ends in the meantime. “I’m Beth, Eddie’s girlfriend.” I offer my hand.

“What? Shit… I thought you belong to the club’s staff! I didn’t mean to…Sorry…” she shakes my hand confused. “Anyway, I’m Judy, Karrie’s second cousin.”

“I know; you’re the new girl everybody talks about. And you don’t need to apologize, I appreciate honest opinions… But I think it’s time you introduced yourself to the others!” I push her gently towards the stage.

[babiewonho]

thoughts on shownu nd wonho

[audio of calebcity’s anime villain laugh bass boosted plays] WOW….amira u truly want me dead askfjaskfj wow…Hyung Line…i’ll start with mister wonho bc that’s where my brain is takin me   Buckle up!! [this is 2k words when will i die]

my favorite fake maknae…mister babie..something i find very unique abt him is even tho he was supposed to be the leader   he also has a lot of youthful naive charm that matches more of a Follower type of personality. like while we saw him be a leader in no mercy, and he did an excellent job esp with gun being covered up for his lack of dancing skill, i think that is a very unnatural state of being for him, and he exerts an unfortunate amount of energy trying to lead others. he has the skills necessary but i think he overextends himself to employ them. his natural state of being is more of a follower in that that’s where he’s more comfortable. he stresses too much about keeping everybody happy at once and takes too much responsibility. he’s naturally a workaholic and sacrifices his health for the sake of work. 

so honestly i’m really glad he didnt end up being the leader and i’ll get more into leder shownu later :D but i take it as a blessing that he’s allowed to take more of a backseat and speak up when he wants to rather than always being in charge. tbh wonho is kinda Out Of It all the time and while i think if he was a leader he’d fight to stay in the moment i think he needs that time in his head to decompress. tbh it’s really funny that he cld have been the leader to me in no malicious way just bc he’s never There askfjasf like when minhyuk said he always needs to go looking for him bc he just wanders off and he’s getting coffee and he’s like what :D and he needs extra explanations and stuff all the time and minhyuk n the others need to direct him in what he’s doing all the time. 

that’s why i said the fake maknae thing bc in many ways he has a really youthful kind of innocence to him like just a silly child. like when ck took the glass away from him at the awards show so he wouldnt break it kasfjsa and then the bottle   like a big brother would do  and wonho was like :/ okay…and wiping his tears. we rly see a shift from him as a Hyung to someone who the others end up taking care of in a very natural way. there’s a big reverse dynamic there, in particular with him and changkyun. which is rly interesting! changkyun kind of steps up to be more mature in situations with him. it’s really cute…

when i think of wonho in the position of a hyung, i think it’s in a non traditional way. when i think of him i think of light blue and him being a Healer. he is a big reminder to stay in touch with your emotions and feel them. at the taiwan concert…i believe at least! that it was that one…when everyone was holding back their tears wonho was like just cry!! to hw in particular he said that there were a ton of people there to hug him and support him when he cried so he should just do it so he didn’t regret it later, and he has a very nurturing heart. he makes this one face…it’s like a mix of a pout n a sad smile?? when he pities another member…it’s a very gentle and empathic facial expression…i’m not used to seeing men make that face. 

so i think he DOES offer a form of guidance/wisdom as an older member but it’s not in a structural way if that makes sense like minhyuk saying “walk over here” or ordering them around it’s like a Healing presence..a calm spirit to offer Peace and Serenity. being in touch with his emotions i feel also creates an openness within the group where they feel better about expressing themselves, at the very least bc they cld use him as a scapegoat, which i dont think he’d mind. like wonho cried first!!!

part of his openness with his emotions is what makes him seem childish not in an unlikable way but rather…like he never got that Hard adult shell that makes people fear expressing themselves and their true thoughts. when he is happy he is brightly adorably happy he’s literally :DD just delighted and that brings out protective instincts in those who are around him which is another part of why he’s a fake maknae 2 me…he gets teased like everyone else but i dont think anybody cld have the heart 2 be mean to him his eyes are just too sparklie…also his LAUGH…is so loud and genuine and beautiful and it makes me feel such joy and it makes the others happy too  nothing is really funny to me until wonho laughs that’s like the official comedy stamp his :D smile n HAHAHAHA laugh  n his wheeze

he’s also really stubborn like a child which i find endearing but i know cld be frustrating sometimes but i find it funny askfjas he’s a baby…he asks for opinions n then doesnt care bc he already made his mind LMAO

he is also!! just so so full of LOVE. his heart is so big…he loves his family and monbebes and his members and he’s so transparent about it and it’s absolutely precious. he radiates love and puts a very beautiful calming blue energy into the world and everything about him is very gentle like body language wise. he speaks very softly even though he’s Loud sometimes the words come out soft if that makes sense. the way they are pronounced in spite of volume. he doesn’t spit out words and i think that’s kind of why he stutters so much they’re so soft n undefined they blend into each other. they need more shape…but he also holds things gently and doesn’t exert a lot of pressure in his fingertips. he’s very cautious and not aggressive and is not prone to anger, though he can get frustrated.

i really thank him for his honesty with fans abt how he’s feeling etc bc i think it creates a very nice friend like relationship. he rly cares abt keeping up updated and it’s so precious i feel genuinely cared for lmao…i literally take care of myself sometimes bc of his tweets like dont forget to eat etc and that’s so special

there’s more things i cant think of right now but u know…i cld happily do this forever but MISTER SHOWNU…ur time to shine (forever…)

NOW…shownu is the official leader which is also unique because nothing about shownu besides perhaps his powerful body commands Leadership our eyes are drawn to him because of this quiet power he exudes but he doesn’t have that dominant personality type in fact i find him a very passive person he’s not fussy at all and seems to value group harmony over his own personal feelings

i think sometimes being a leader is burdensome to him for the reason that he has more of a quiet let things happen personality but that’s what’s interesting. the members don’t respect him because he Commands their attention. they follow him instead rather bc they just respect him and Know he’s the leader. 

even though leadership doesn’t come naturally to him in the traditional sense and minhyuk often assists or does more tradition leader things and has to remind him to speak, he has a whole different form of leadership where he’s quiet but when he Does say something everyone just respects it and doesn’t question it. i feel ppl follow him out of respect and affection rather than anything like intimidation if that makes sense. they just look up to him and admire him and respect his wishes. 

he was a leader during no mercy and ppl followed him without question mostly. he’s really good at having a friendly personality but still making sure people focus during dance practice. ppl might think this form of passive leadership is bad but i think there’s no need for him to interject generally bc mx flows very well with their dynamic and doesn’t need to get adjusted much. he also imo has kihyun and minhyuk as co-leaders which happened naturally and not out of his inability to lead efficiently, so i think if he’s lacking in any way, they’re there to cover that up and i think this also helps remove stress from him.

shownu is also just so likable!! on running man they said when ppl dont talk much, strangely you want to pay more attention to them and i think that’s happened to shownu his whole life. people are watching him without knowing and then when he speaks they’re so pleasantly surprised because he’s so funny and most of it is said in such a flat way, like deadpan humor. he’s a comedy genius because what he says is so unexpected most of the time but also so powerful. if shownu said like…”legs” i’d pee myself laughing bc something abt him is so fucking funny and endearing and goofy and HIS laugh itself makes me laugh too like …he invented comedy lmfao he’s absolutely not boring that’s a misunderstanding of his personality  he definitely needs to get comfortable somewhere before his real personality is revealed but he’s gotten a lot better at that which is why he’s been advancing through variety and im so proud of him for that and impressed

also adding to him being so endearing the members just genuinely adore him and i think when he went to law of the jungle a taxi took him to the location and ck said to the cab driver “take care of him/drive safely” which is very sweet and just shows like the Depth of their affection for him. everything he does the members just find so cool and funny and endearing and he brings them a lot of happiness

he’s also such a good fit for the group because he’s so CHILL like minhyuk cld be gnawing jooheon’s leg off while wonho fights changkyun over a piece of shrimp and hyungwon is getting dusted by kihyun and shownu’s like :) i love my family and HE LOVES THEM SO MUCH LMAO like he genuinely adores his members and you can feel that too like not even just things like him giving up lines (hw in beautiful) or splitting his commercial earnings among his team which he didnt even want kh to say but he imagines himself doing things with them in the future like going on trips and he really sees them as his friends/family rather than coworkers and it’s so lovely and beautiful he’s just so goddamn fond of them lol

also hyung line with each OTHER is so precious bc wonho is rly like a little happy kid around shownu n shownu is so calm n chill and wonho is like :DD hello!!! n shownu pretends he doesnt care asjfsafj  it’s so funny wonho is just going around hoping for shownu’s love like he said in that fansign note n shownu ignores him n teases him asfkjasf it’s so cute when shownu teases it’s so funny it rly shows just how fond he is and shownu always laughs when wonho laughs and humors him?? and by humors him i mean wonho babbles a lot n makes little silly side comments and if shownu is within hearing distance he always tries to reply to those and he makes wonho giggle and it’s precious and he listens and shownu just really Understands the member’s personalities like when he said he likes when mh talks a lot etc he understands them and just doesn’t want them to change bc he loves the way they are like i kno that sounds fake deep but it’s true…

wonho is just so cute…n youthful around shownu i love the dynamic it’s amazing how similar they are in age like a year apart n yet wonho seems so young around him and shownu just teases him n theyve known each other for a long time n are so comfortable with each other n they work out together like…we love strong muscle men with hearts of gold …also this is just random but wonho pronounces “shownu” so cute n also i love hearing shownu say hoseokie like it’s just adorable shownu always calls the memebrs by their real names n fogets to say the stage ones like   who is even calling changkyun “I.M.” at this point   who is that….

[punkscowardschampions]

Buster & Rio

Buster: I thought I saw her out last night. It wasn't Buster: I don't know how you stand it though Rio: I don't Rio: I've gone totally insane Rio: Thinking maybe that's what she was after, not enough to come back though Buster: Yeah. Maybe Buster: It's fucked Rio: That it is Rio: Enjoy the wild ride whilst you're here, like Buster: You could come back with me Buster: If you want Rio: No, I have to look after the others, don't I Buster: But who's looking after you, babe? Rio: Who better than me? Rio: Tons of practice, like Rio: Even if self-care ain't a priority Buster: Yeah Buster: Offer stands though Rio: Thanks Rio: Make a habit of it, your Mum and Dad will start charging me rent Buster: Nah they don't need any more cash Buster: insufferable already like Rio: That ain't the attitude, rich boy, never enough, like Buster: You don't have to tell me Buster: Just working on being funny for you, babe Rio: Would you like me to like and say you're improving? Buster: Nah Buster: Don't lie to me Rio: Nothing but truth bombs dropping from these lips Rio: On it Buster: Good Buster: How are you then? Rio: Sneaky Rio: Pretty shitty but getting used to it so, not as shitty as it was, I guess Rio: How about you? Buster: You looked anything but at Nance's thing, if that helps Buster: Yeah same Rio: Good to know I can still turn out a look Rio: Pretty fucked moneywise if I can't Rio: How long is it now, 'til she bursts? Buster: 4 months Rio: Over halfway there Rio: Well done on not totally losing your shit Buster: Cheers Buster: I reckon I have but don't spread that around, yeah? Rio: I'd sooner slate her still Rio: Don't worry Buster: I'm here for that any time Rio: Well, she posts every five fucking minutes so I've got plenty of material Buster: More like 2 minutes, ain't it? Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: The world needs to know Rio: Bless her Buster: I'd rather curse her but whatever Buster: If your sister could have a word like Rio: I think her witchcraft is pretty white (funny, I know) but I'll ask if she's willing to dabble in a bit of black Rio: Help the cause, like Buster: Could always bless my kid so it doesn't turn out like her. I'd take that Rio: Definitely more her speed Rio: At least it'll be cute regardless Buster: There you go admitting how hot I am again Rio: Maybe I really rate Chlo, thank you very much Buster: Well she's single if you wanna have a crack Rio: Yeah? Rio: I think she'd rather I was dead in a ditch but probably just playing hard to get, right? Buster: Yeah. There's a thin line, don't they reckon? Rio: 'They' might be engaging in some wishful thinking, I reckon Buster: Who wouldn't wanna think about you and Chlo lezzing off, I mean, come on Buster: Give the people what they want Rio: You're such a child Rio: A gross one at that Buster: I never said me Buster: If you want me to watch that's on you, in your head Rio: Shut up Rio: No one else is harbouring kinky fantasies about us both Rio: Unless that mate of yours has previous with baby mama too, like Buster: Probably does Buster: She's done a few rounds Rio: Not gonna shade a girl for weighing up her options Rio: not when there's other more valid reasons aplenty Buster: I don't harbour anything but hostility for her, just FYI Rio: Valid Rio: I'm not seeing the appeal myself Buster: Nance had a crush on her once, I reckon Buster: If she'd only sealed the deal I wouldn't be here Rio: Put aside her homophobia I'm sure it could've been a beautiful thing Buster: Yeah Rio: You and Nance talking a bit more now? Buster: I'm trying and I know she is too like Buster: Fuck it Rio: I'm glad Rio: It'll get there Rio: Was surprised to see you Rio: Nice surprise Buster: Yeah? Buster: I reckoned you'd want a warning but it was a last minute decision Rio: Nah, don't need to worry about me Rio: Bit awkward obviously but Nance really appreciated it, I could tell Buster: I know but Buster: Too awkward or do you wanna see me again, before I go? Rio: It was only awkward 'cos everyone else was there Rio: Can't tell a lie, remember? Rio: We could go for a drink or something Rio: if you wanna Buster: You know I do Rio: I dunno, things change Rio: Been a while Buster: Too long, if I'm not lying either Rio: I'd rather you didn't Rio: Had enough of your bullshit to last a lifetime, boy Buster: Of me too? Rio: Never Buster: Good Rio: Is it gonna be different when you're a Da? Buster: Why would it? Rio: 'Cos we won't be able to see each other like that Rio: You'll have responsibilities and shit Buster: You can see me whenever Buster: Just say Rio: Never mind Rio: I'm just overthinking things Buster: I can't blame you Buster: but seriously Buster: I can't stop thinking about you. That's the truth Rio: That's what I mean Rio: You gotta focus on more important things Rio: Your baby, School, all that real stuff Buster: You're real Buster: How you looked the other day was too fucking real Rio: It's just a game though isn't it Buster: What does that matter? Rio: Gotta stop playing at some point Rio: Gotta pick a winner and a loser Buster: Why? Rio: 'Cos that's how it works Buster: It works for us. However we want Rio: Stubborn Buster: Do you wanna stop? Rio: Not the point Buster: That's not an answer Rio: Not allowed to lie Buster: Then don't Buster: Tell me Rio: I don't want to stop Rio: Obviously Buster: So there's no problem Rio: Its that simple, is it? Buster: If can be Rio: I'm just saying Rio: I don't know what I'm saying Rio: But it's easy to hide shit from the world when we're avoiding them all, its gonna be a lot harder when you can't Rio: Are you sure you're up for that aggro? Buster: I'm a pro at hiding Buster: Ask Chlo Rio: As much as I don't doubt you're her fave topic of conversation Rio: I'm alright Buster: Look, I don't know what's gonna happen when the kid's here, yeah? Buster: but there's 4 months to go, remember Rio: I know Rio: I told you I was overthinking Rio: Just it has been a while Rio: Thought I'd be over it by now Rio: No offence, like Buster: Some taken Rio: Come on Rio: Not like we're playing for keeps here Rio: Maybe if we just fuck properly it'll get it out of our system for good? Buster: Worth a shot, like Buster: I'm going home tomorrow Rio: Oh Rio: When you wanna meet up then, right now? Buster: You got something else you'd rather do? Rio: No Rio: Just sooner than I thought Rio: Barely got over the last time, like Buster: We don't have to Rio: Are you angry at me? Buster: It sounds like a no, that's all Rio: I'm not ready Rio: to you know Rio: I don't know why I said it, except I'm being honest and I'm a bit drunk Buster: What's changed, except you're being honest and you're a bit drunk Rio: 'Cos I don't think its going to change anything Rio: fucking Rio: and I don't wanna do it just because I'm trying to prove a theory Rio: but now I said it so that's gonna be in your head Buster: Why do you wanna then? Buster: You said yourself we're not playing for keeps so what does it matter if it's to prove something or whatever else Rio: I want it to be like that night Rio: I wanted you so bad Buster: I can get you some coke Rio: That's not what I mean, don't purposefully misunderstand Buster: What you mean is you don't want me anymore, I understand loud and clear Buster: It's been too long, yeah? Whatever Rio: I knew I'd ruined it Rio: and I knew you were angry Rio: Forget about it Buster: Like I said, whatever Buster: If there's someone else you can tell me that too, it's fine Rio: Oh, there isn't Rio: I haven't got the space in my head to think about anything fucking else Rio: between you and my fucking sister and all that shit that happened there, all that shit I did Buster: You didn't do anything wrong Buster: With me or him Rio: If that were true Rio: Well Rio: Lots of things would be different, wouldn't they Buster: It's not your fault that he's a fucking pervert, Rio Rio: I'm 18, I'm not a kid Buster: He's known you since you were Rio: Yeah well, didn't stop me did it? Rio: He didn't just pounce on me outta nowhere Rio: You know that Buster: I know that you didn't want that Buster: Him Rio: I didn't think he would Rio: I didn't really mean it Rio: I'm so stupid Buster: I know, babe Buster: You're not stupid, he's fucked Rio: But I was part of it Rio: part of the reason Edie's gone Buster: No Buster: He's your best friend's dad. Your fucking sister's Buster: He shouldn't have gone near you Rio: Doesn't matter to her though Rio: He's never cared about her Rio: I'm the one who betrayed her Buster: It does and it will. She'll figure it out Buster: She just needs time. Her head's fucked Rio: Join the club, yeah? Buster: Yeah Buster: I'd run if I could. Ain't happening though Rio: You're better than him Buster: So are you Rio: Promise? Buster: Yeah. You are Buster: I could swear that on my kid's head when it comes out if you want Rio: No, don't do that Rio: I'm not up for using your kid as a betting chip Rio: Especially with the odds stacked against me, like Rio: I know me Buster: I know you too Buster: But cheers, don't really fancy being at the business end of Chlo sober like Rio: Eww Rio: You're terrible Buster: You love it Rio: Maybe Rio: How awkward though, if you make a baby, it should be from really great sex, shouldn't it? Rio: No way to start the poor kid off Buster: Not a question I wanna ask the rents about how me and Nance came about Rio: We all know the answer Rio: 10 kids, its not a question if mine were loving it Buster: Shut up Buster: You were the first though, could've been crap Rio: How dare you suggest such a thing Rio: Offended Buster: Just saying Buster: They were what? 15? Buster: Talk about stacked odds Rio: Ummm well, your parents have been with each other forever so how much experience have they racked up elsewhere before, hmm? Rio: Neither of mine were such saints Buster: Again, no desire to ask Rio: Aww, are you embarrassed? Buster: Fuck off Buster: Just 'cause you're a filthy perv like Rio: Guilty Rio: I'll ask 'em don't worry Buster: Please don't let me know Rio: Fine, fine Rio: Boring Buster: You wish, babe Rio: Yeah, would be easier to ignore Buster: Instead you couldn't ignore me if you tried Buster: Unlucky Rio: Sorry, did you say something? Rio: Hahah Buster: You want me to come whisper it in your ear, make sure you've heard Buster: See how you do then Rio: Do it Rio: You'd break first Buster: I won't Rio: We'll see Buster: Tell me where you are and we will see, yeah Rio: You can't come here Rio: Where do you wanna go Buster: I don't care Buster: Wait Buster: How drunk are you? Rio: I can't drive, if that's what you're suggesting Rio: Put some effort in, McKenna Buster: That's not what I meant Buster: I don't wanna see you tonight if you won't remember it tomorrow Rio: Film it for me Buster: Great idea that'd be Buster: Your brother would watch it, film nerd he is Rio: Don't be so disgusting, he's a baby! Rio: Your eyes only silly Buster: Exactly my point Buster: We can't be that stupid Rio: You've not gotta upload it Rio: ain't my first rodeo cowboy Rio: but fine Buster: Fuck Buster: I know you're joking but still Buster: Trying to kill me Rio: Am I? Rio: Never know now Buster: Rio Buster: stop playing Rio: Don't wanna Buster: You're such a fucking tease Rio: Yeah Rio: So are you Buster: You're worse Rio: You mean I win? Buster: Doesn't feel much like I'm losing Rio: I'm just that good Buster: Says you Rio: I offered you the chance to come find out for yourself Buster: But you also said you weren't ready for me to Buster: Which is it? Rio: I've changed my mind Rio: you've made me horny Rio: but you're too much of a gentleman, I know Buster: You're drunk, babe Buster: I really fucking want to, believe me but Rio: Its alright Rio: I know Buster: Remember when you said, not like this, I'm calling mine in Buster: Where are you though? I don't think you should be on your own just chilling like Rio: Understood Rio: Although we did have phone sex so I demand at least some pictures, thank you Rio: Its alright, I'm with Indie at their flat, s'why you can't come over Buster: Okay Buster: I can call you when she's asleep. Doesn't matter how late it is Rio: Okay Rio: You're nice, you know that Buster: Fuck off Buster: It don't count if I'm only nice to you Buster: And you know I want something Rio: It's okay, I won't tell Buster: Not allowed to lie, yeah? Gotta keep your word now Rio: Don't worry, only wanna sing your praises to you Rio: You're just the same old prick you always were with everyone else Buster: Yeah Buster: I can tell you this 'cause I know you won't remember and no fucker ever re-reads these Buster: I really miss you Rio: Wish I would remember Rio: Shame Rio: Miss you too Buster: Maybe soon I'll get to tell you again Buster: Since you can't ever ignore me like Rio: I don't wanna Rio: That's why Buster: I know Buster: and I don't want you to Rio: What do you want from me? Buster: You already know that Rio: But are you gonna not want me once you had it Rio: is it just to say you did, the conquest or whatever the fuck Buster: How could I not? Buster: I want you so bad Buster: You're so fucking sexy, yeah? Like perfect. It's bullshit Rio: So are you Rio: How are you real Buster: Most of the time I ain't Buster: But you already know that too Rio: Yeah Rio: but I see you Buster: Even when I don't want you to, yeah Rio: Sorry Buster: Don't be Buster: Someone should. I ain't mad it's you Rio: I don't hate it either Rio: Are we fucked up? Buster: I am, but not 'cause of this Rio: That's how I feel too Rio: So we must be right Rio: or both equally delusional Buster: I'll take either Rio: I like you Buster: I know Buster: You're not bad yourself, babe Buster: I don't wanna go home tomorrow. Fuck's sake Rio: Do you have to Rio: I picked a bad night to get fucked up Buster: No such thing Buster: But Chlo is cracking the whip, so no, but also yeah Rio: S'okay Rio: 'Til next time, McKenna Buster: There will be one, yeah? Rio: I hope so Rio: I can't wait much longer Buster: I know the feeling Buster: I will see you around, Cavante Rio: You owe me Rio: Remember Buster: Can't forget. Won't either