#i shouldn't be looking at screens but im tired of Dealing with it

[reitziluz]

usually i vibe with skeletons for the vulnerability, the baring of the hard parts of you, the contrast of being exposed but also emptied

right now i'm envious of a skull scoured clean of all the soft complicated parts

[simpforchuchu]

When i see you again | Magoroku x reader

a/n: Hello! Im not sure if it is like a angst to fluff or just angst but…So hope you like it ❤️🌸

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: mention of murder, violence, mention of stabbing, harassing, fights, and usual hnl warnings, a little heartbreaking story :(

When she reached Suzuran's garden gate, the young girl looked around nervously. The school she hadn't even been close to before was really as scary as it was said.She took a deep breath and approached one of the boys in the garden.

"Excuse me?"

The short-haired boy turned to her and looked at the young girl standing at the garden gate in bewilderment. But his surprise was short-lived, as he approached the young girl with a strange grin.

“What is a sweet girl like you doing here?”

Y/n nervously grabbed the handle of her bag and took a step back.

“I… I'm looking for Yamaguchi-san.”

The young boy understood that she is looking for Raoh Faction’s Yamaguchi. But he did not withdraw. He wanted to get a little closer to her. Y/n knew he wasn't well-intentioned so she wanted get out. But that was no longer necessary cause Magoroku was right behind her.

When Y/n heard someone popping gum behind her, she turned around in surprise and saw two boys, one with messy hair and the other with ponytail and chewing gum.

"Back off, you're scaring the girl."

When Magoroku looked at the boy in front of him with a harsh tone, he was also looking at her. Binzo smiled and took a few steps.

“You want a fight?”

The boy who scared Y/n knew he couldn't deal with Binzo alone, he walked away without saying a word and left the three of them alone. Y/n gulped as Magoroku and Binzo returned their gazes to the young girl.

“I heard you are looking for me, is there a problem?”

Y/n slowly nodded. Seeing her shy state, Binzo thought it was a date offer or a love confession and grinned. Magoroku sensed something odd.

Y/n thought for a moment what she was going to say, it got harder and harder as the seconds passed, and she couldn't. Grabbing the handle of her bag tightly, she nodded and, with a sudden apology, quickly walked away from the school gate.

Binzo and Magoroku stared after her in shock for a few seconds. Binzo laughed and punched Magoroku on the shoulder.

“Dude, this was definitely weird”

Magoroku shook his head and laughed nervously

“Yeah it was… but… i feel like I've seen her before.”

***

The young girl had been thinking about the mistake she had made ever since. She should never have gone there. She should never have seen him. And she shouldn't even come close to him.

She was distractedly taking orders at her part-time job. She greeted the new customer without looking up.

“Can I have two coffees?”

Y/n looked up from the screen at the familiar voice and froze at the person she saw. The person she feared to meet was here. It wasn't hard to find her, of course. But she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

She stared at him for a while, puzzled. Magoroku offered a small smile. Y/n came back to reality and tried to smile.

“Do you use sugar?”

"Yes."

“For both?”

"Yes."

Y/n nodded and wrote the order.

"Anything else?"

“I'll be waiting for you outside after I've had the coffees-” he looked at the young girl's name card "Y/n-san"

Y/n nervously nodded and handed him the receipt. While he was getting the coffees from the other counter, y/n asked her friend to look after her place. And she took off her apron and walked towards the door.

She was nervous, she was afraid. What would she say to him?

When he went out into the garden, no one was there. The hour was too late. Magoroku was waiting for her in the back. Y/n took a deep breath and walked towards him.

"Hello."

Magoroku held out the coffee.

"Hello. The other one was for you, you must be tired.”

Y/n stared at the coffee for a few seconds in surprise. She then gave a small thank you and took the coffee. He had no way of knowing that she loved sugar, but it was a sweet coincidence.

“Do I know you Y/n? I've been thinking about it ever since. But I can't be sure."

Y/n was silent for a while. He had felt it.Maybe he remembers her. But they were both kids those times,they had changed a lot.

“Binzo thinks you are one of those high school girls who wants to give a love letter.”

Y/n smiled as Magoroku said with a small laugh.And slowly nodded.

“It was 8-9 years ago, on a February evening. The weather was cold and snowy. There was a little girl trying to sell chocolate near the corner market.”

Magoroku looked at her in surprise. And he whispered.

"You…"

“That little girl was alone every night on that corner trying to buy her mother's meds. But she wasn't alone that evening. She had a friend with her. He was helping her sell the chocolates. He even scared those who didn't buy and made them buy it."

Y/n stopped and chuckled.

“I have never forgotten that little girl and boy.”

Magoroku looked at the girl with tears in her eyes. He remembered everything, of course.

“When that little girl went home that night, her father had killed her mother.”

Magoroku stared at her with wide eyes.

“If that little boy hadn't helped me that day, he would have killed me too if I had given up and returned home early…”

There was silence for a while. A light wind blew.

“I wanted to thank you. The police took me that day and I lived with my aunt for a long time.” The young girl's eyes were filled with tears, and tears were streaming down her cheeks. “I returned years later and the first thing I did was searching for you. Of course, you've changed a lot."

The young girl smiled again, and Magoroku slowly shook his head.

“I could not speak that day. I don't even know how to speak right now. But-"

A small sob escaped y/n's lips as Magoroku approached her. Y/n shook her head and continued.

“For years I wanted to kill my father. But that bastard died in a filthy cell 2 years ago. I thought I had no purpose left to live, but when we moved here again, I wanted to find you and thank you.”

As the young girl began to cry completely, Magoroku approached her and took something out of his pocket. When he opened his palm and showed it to the young girl, he smiled.

“You dropped it on your way home that night. It was the button of your coat. I never had the opportunity to give it to you. But I guess there's a second chance for everything in life, huh?"

Y/n shook her head. As she took a step back crying, Magoroku approached her and hugged her tightly.

“I missed you y/n-chan. I knew we would meet again one day. Welcome home."

Y/n gripped the young boy's cardigan tightly and continued to cry. But she knew that the hand that was stroking her hair right now would never leave her hand…

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[soil-just-needs-water-to-be]

Chapter 7

Word count 1210

This chapter is from George’s POV , the first one of many and I swear I love writing George and everything about it is amazing

Mention: sickness and vomit again , mention of mental health issues , and mention of nightmares

George's POV

After Matty fell asleep I just watched him laying there for a while he looks peaceful when he sleeps I know I've only know him a day but by god does he look like the first time he's been at peace with himself since the first Snapchat I got. I take the time to just study his face. He fell sleep wearing his glasses but I felt bad keeping him up but I'm sure he'll take them off if he does wake. His tight curls falling across his face make him look really young and he's buried under his covers and he looks so cozy under there. I can't say the same for myself it's so cold in this room it always is. It's not that late it's only about nine so I just busy myself with anything and everything, He lets out a little content noises every now and again which makes me smile. I really wish I knew how to help him. He really seems like he's having a hard time.

I take out my phone and decide that maybe a few hours of Netflix will surifice and maybe I can get some sleep too. I stick on family guy just to occupy myself. Finally starting on the snacks I brung up. I don't get that hungry after smoking not as bad as I used to so maybe I did take up to much but hey ho there's more for another time. I watch about two episodes and get through a few chocolate bars before I hear movement on his end I look up from my phone and it doesn't look like he is there. In the sun light of his room I can't really see but I assume he's gotten up to use the bathroom. Then I hear it drowned out retching from another room I really hope that's not him and if it is I really wish I could be there to help .

All I can do is wait for him to come back.

After a few minutes , more light seeps through the screen and I hear a tired small voice "Maffu. I had a nightmare". The small voice was trembling and had been crying. I then hear Matty his voice even further away a little less clear but I make it out "Hold on a minute Kiddo" that was quickly followed by more retching. "Are you okay Maffu , do you need me to get Mummy?" .

"No Kiddo it's okay , mummy isn't here right now". I hear a door open quickly and the patter of small feet going across the room. I don't quite know what's going on but I do hear some of the conversation something about nightmares and the kid asking if he can have a story. I hear Matty agree. The light that was slightly engulfing the room then disappearing slowly.

After sometime Matty comes back and into the room and over to his bed "Everything okay". He jumps at the sound of my voice I guess having forgot he asked me to stay. "Sorry didn't mean to startle you". He puts on his bedside lamp and slides his hands down his face. "No it's okay don't worry about it, Sorry if I woke you"

"I haven't slept yet it's only like ten o'clock, Is everything okay though?"

"Yeh, Louie had a nightmare so I just went to help him get back to sleep and read him a story". He smiles at me, looking at me through his long eyelashes

"And before that ?". I probably shouldn't have brung it up but it's done now. "Just my stomach acting up again, it's nothing to worry about"

"Have you been sick for long?"

"Few days I guess, but it's getting better, I think"

"How are you dealing with it, it doesn't sound like it's okay?"

"I get like this sometimes, Im used to it , I think it's just stress and all that". He waves it off like it's okay and that I shouldn't worry but I think I should be worried "Does it happen more often than it should ?"

"I don't know, I really don't". He lays back down properly and throws an arm over his eyes "do mind if I turn the light back off my heads killing me bro"

"No, go ahead, it's okay, can I ask you something , it might be personal but you don't have to answer". I wait for him to get comfortable again back in the position he was in before with his arm over his face "Sure go ahead"

I straighten up a little bit as the question might come across rude if I don't ask it right and I've never been good at expressing myself correctly "Do you uh...Do you, have you ever had really low mental health like has it ever gotten to a point you didn't want to be here?"

"I mean....uh...I've maybe always felt like that but not ALL the time I suppose...I have really bad mood swings sometimes but...it's not always there". I can see him really thinking about it trying to come up with a reasonable answer "I mean yeh but I'm 17 who doesn't at my age for whatever reason?"

"Do you feel that way now?" again it's personal but I really need to know if I should be worried and How much help he really needs at this point.

"Um ...I uh , maybe a little bit". He pauses for a moment removing his arm from his face and looks at me directly "I honestly just feel like I'm losing my damn mind and I can't stop it or shut it up or calm it down, literally it's just spiralling man , I don't know what's going on anymore"

"I'm sorry Matty". The tears are falling down his face now "I know you called me to be distracted and maybe not be in your head for a while but I promise I'm going to do anything I can to get you feeling yourself again"

"I don't even care about being myself right now , I just want to feel safe in my own head honestly"

"Does anyone else know?"

"I did have a chat with my Head of Year before I left , it wasn't a big chat and it wasn't that serious but she wants to talk more tomorrow so I might be going back into counselling I suppose". He shrugs just as he says that and I really hope I didn't upset him. "Would you like to get some more sleep, I can stay on and try sleep too ?"

"That would be great thank you". I know that the conversation was pretty serious but I know it can take a lot out of someone when your speaking the truth and he really must be tired so offering to let him sleep is the least I can do and I want to do anything I can to keep him safe now

"Goodnight Matty , I'll be right here if you need anything"

"Goodnight Georgie , thanks for being here tonight" he smiles at me one last time before we pull the covers around ourselves and wave at each other in the camera as we both try to

[houseofwolvess]

hm. my dad is offering to give me his old phone that he doesn't use anymore, bc then we won't have to shell out $100+ to repair the screen on my current phone, but also i hate the idea of switching to a new phone

[mingissmile1117]

Hello! I decided to post this ff on here as well! It would really mean a lot and help me out if you could also check it out on my wattpad:)!! Don't feel obligated to though.

Chapter 1, Late Wednesday Nights

1574 Words

Seonghwa didn't want to work at this damned bar for the rest of his life. Smelling vomit and having to drag heavy limp body's outside really does something to a person's sanity. He swore, if he had to mop up sticky alcohol residue on the floor from clumsy drunks spilling their drinks one more time he was doing to snap his own neck.

The night was coming closer, and so was Seonghwas shift. Since it was a Wednesday night, almost everyone that was here from the evening had left, by their own will or forced to from security. The tired man stared off into space, mindlessly wiping off the soapy shot glasses behind the counter.

He came to when the bell from the door chimed softly. Annoyed, he groaned quietly. Who comes to the bar this late on a Wednesday night?

When he looked up, his breath hitched, stuck in his throat. Standing at the entrance was a man of short stature. He adorned a blonde buzz cut. His chin was slim and complimented by a sharp jawline that could cut through diamonds. The man's eyes were beautiful; deep chocolate brown irises and long, black eyelashes. His lips were the perfect shade of pink and deliciously plump. Overall, he was quiet the pretty man.

"Hello!" Hongjoong waved his hand, trying to get Seonghwas attention.

Seonghwa blinked, swallowing dryly. "Sorry- sorry. Welcome! Have a seat." He said with a smile, throwing his towel over his shoulder and resting his hand on his hip. "What can I get for you?" He asked the man across the counter, eyes taking in all his sharp features.

Hongjoong sat down on the barstool and rested his hand on the counter, slowly tapping his fingers. "Give me a minute to think." He asked politely.

Seonghwa nodded. He looked down at Hongjoongs hand, taking note of his panted nails and multiple rings.

"Woah... that's hot..."

Seonghwa thought to himself, a soft blush spreading across his cheeks. He cleared his throat, going to the counter behind him pretending to do something to distract himself.

"Sir?" Hongjoong softly raised his voice.

"You can just call me Seonghwa." The man said, looking back at the blonde with a playful smile.

"Well, Seonghwa, I'd like a margarita, if you don't mind."

"One margarita for?" Seonghwa turned around, looking at the blonde with a raised eyebrow.

"Hongjoong." The shorter man smirked.

"One margarita, coming up for Hongjoong!" Seonghwa said brightly, his hands getting to work as he started to whip up the drink.

"So hongjoong-" Seonghwa averted his gaze. "What brings to here at this time of night?" He asks.

The blonde sat back in the barstool, the three undone buttons on his flannel exposing a sliver of his chest.

"Got bored while taking a nightly stroll and decided I had some cash to burn." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't you have work in the morning? It's a Wednesday after all." Seonghwa looked up at the other.

"No not really..." Hongjoong bit his lip.

"Well you have to make an income somehow, what do you do?"

"I guess you could say I'm a freelance artist." The blonde titled his head, smirking as he bit his tongue between his teeth.

"Well Mr. Freelance artist," Seonghwa slid a cold glass across the counter, "You're drink is ready."

Hongjoong raised his eyebrow, chuckling softly as he set a 10 on the counter. "Thanks." He picked up the glass, his rings clinking against the surface.

The blonde stared into his drink, spinning it softly and watching the ice clash with eachother. "So Seonghwa, what do you do? Ya know like out of this bar?"

The red haired man blushed, looking down at the counter he was leaning on. "I like to make YouTube videos, they're really nothing much though. I live with my two roommates though who are pretty interesting. One of them really likes to cook, so I get to taste test his food all the time!" Seonghwa stopped himself before he starting rambling too much. "Ah sorry..." He scratched the back of his neck, a little embarrassed.

"It's alright. I like hearing you talk." He said with a playful grin, "I also like people who can carry a conversation by themselves, I'm not that much of a talker." He took a sip of his alcohol, tipping his head back sensually.

~

The night carried on as Seonghwa talked to his hearts content while Hongjoong listened adoringly.

The were in their own little world, one at a barstool and the other behind the counter. Stars filled the dark sky as the moon shone brightly over the tall buildings. Crickets chirped softly in the grass between the cracks of the sidewalk.

They were brought back to reality when the apple watch on Seonghwas wrist started beeping frantically. "Oh- it's closing time already?" He said disappointed, tapping the screen on his watch to turn off the alarm.

"How about I give you a ride home after I clean up the place a bit?" Seonghwa immediately offered, not losing the chance to get this man more. "You said you walked here right? Plus it's pretty late out, I don't think any of the cab places will pick up." He said with a knowing smirk.

"I'm sold." Hongjoong sat back in the stool, crossing one leg over the other. "I'll wait for you then." He smiled.

Seonghwa grabbed the blondes empty glass and began to clean up the back of the counter.

~

Seonghwa opened the car door for Hongjoong, letting him in the passengers side. "Wow, what a gentleman." The shorter man joked, getting into the car.

Seonghwa got into the driver's side with a huff. He stretched his body, relaxing into the seat. As he stuck his keys into the ignition he asked, "So whats your address?"

"The apartment building on Dongyo Street. You know the one above the 7-Eleven?"

Seonghwa stopped suddenly and looked over at Hongjoong. "No way, really?" He asked, mouth agape with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" The blonde asked, a little confused.

"I live in that same building! How come I've never seen you before?"

"Oh!? Well I just moved in to the 5th floor a few weeks ago."

"The new floor they just got done building? Makes sense why I haven't seen you yet." He stated as he stepped on the gas, driving out of his parking spot.

~

Seonghwa had insisted on walking with Hongjoong to his apartment. He wanted to get this mans number so badly, but he was nervous and wasn't quite sure how to ask. "This is your room? E300?" They stopped walking and stood in front of the door. "Mhm, sure is." Hongjoong reached in his pocket, searching for his keys.

"So uh," Seonghwa started awkwardly, completely contrasting from his earlier subtle flirting. "Since we live in the same building and all, I think it would be pretty convenient if we had eachothers numbers."

"Oh well-" Hongjoong was cut off by the door opening, a 6 ft tall man with black hair behind the frame.

"Dude, where have you been?! Get in here! Mingi is literally destroyed our kitchen earlier trying to make dinner since you weren't here- come help clean up!" Yunho pulled Hongjoong inside and slammed the door shut.

"Wait but-" Seonghwa whined. He wasn't that disappointed that he didn't get Hongjoongs number since they lived in the same building, but it was going to be a lot harder now.

He walked all the way downstairs to the second floor, sulking. He opened the door to his apartment, room B6. It was quiet dark as he expected it to be Wooyoung and San were already asleep in their rooms. The read head slid of his shoes at the entrance, trying to be as quiet as possible. He looked in the fridge quickly, trying to see if anything would appeal to his stomach, but nothing did. With a sigh he walked off to his room and sat down at his desk rather than laying im his bed.

He played some random games mindlessly, but he couldn't get that blonde off of his mind. He also thought about that tall man. What if Hongjoong was dating him? Or that Mingi that the dude mentioned? What if Seonghwa made up everything in his head and he didn't even have a chance?

Out of curiosity, Seonghwa typed something into the search bar

"How to know if your crush likes you"

That sounded absolutely childish, he knew that well, but he couldn't help it.

He scrolled and scrolled down the pages past a bunch of wiki how's and reddit pages. Until, he saw a link for a Craigslist added titled

"Spice up your love life and give your soul to this matchmaking devil"

"Oh?" That sounded quite interesting to the man and so, he clicked.

"Feeling lost in love? Not so sure how to win the heart of your crush? Make an 'deal' with this matchmaker and gain you're deepest desires. You'll surely find the treasure you're sought after. " Seonghwa read out loud, an amused smile on his face.

He scrolled down the page, seeing you could "book an appointment" with the "matchmaker".

"You know what? Fuck it."

After typing in some info he really shouldn't be giving out on the internet, he pressed enter.

Man, he was so desperate.

Tomorrow at 5 pm was his "appointment". What a perfect day to be off work.

[tillmays]

They didn't notice when the last two weeks with Riley flew away... The last mission together, as a team, as a family. Matty called everyone to the war room. Riley was zoned out and for some reason was really nervous.

Matty- well before we start, let's make the best of it today. Riley, show me how hard can you go.

Bozer- wait ... what?! We still have a week left?!

Riley- that was a week ago.

Mac- it can't be I thought the same thing. bozer made a calendar about it.

desi- he made that thing THIS week.

Riley- it's okay boz, but today isn't my last day, don't worry.

Bozer- oh thank god because that means we still have time to make a Farewell party!

Matty- let the partying for later we have work to do.

But in fact Riley was lying Matty and her knew that was the last time within two months they were going to see each other. Matty sends them to a mission where the team faces an entire army. when they help an American reporter escape across the border from a South American dictatorship. They completed the mission in full success. 3 hours later they are back at the phoenix. They were all sweaty and covered in dirt and Matty was already waiting for them at the lab, she was looking for some dresses.

Mac- hey Matty.. We are here what's going on?

Matty- something surged. I need...

Riley- what?!  But we just got here.

Matty stared at her in a way saying to shut up. — I NEED to you guys go to this event.

Mac- Matty, I get that something surged, but we just fought an entire army in another country in the other extreme of this continent.

Matty- well I get you're tired but need to do your job and stop complaining Blondie.

Riley- can we shower first?

Matty- later.

Bozer- and where are we going?

Matty- It's a big event, you're going to the mansion of this Director, producer, I don't remember his name. , but he produced...what is that movie of the weird alien and the kid that flies into the moon?

Bozer and Mac got excited they jumped out of joy cause they knew who she was talking. — OH MY GOD it's Steven Spielberg!! *They said at the same time.*

Bozer- he's one of my favorites from my childhood oh god if I was making movies right now...and the movie is ET by the way.

Desi- how old are you? Jesus.

Matty- well but its fine since y'all are too tired to go.

Mac and Bozer- no it's fine we can do it.

Matty- well apparently your hero likes to make it big but hastily and very private. He's celebrating the premiere of his new project at his house. It's a big party it will have a red carpet and please, behave. Don't you dare to embarrass me, and if you try to make a move to meet him I will kill you. Your job is to get back a microfilm.

Riley- I microfilm? All this for a microfilm?!

Matty- it's not just that, someone is going to trade it at the event. There is something important in that, that the bad guys can't have.

Riley- can we shower now?

Matty raised her arm pointing towards the door.

At the party.

Mac was wearing his classic black suit. Bozer was wearing a dark blue suit. Desi was wearing this gorgeous light blue metallic dress. With clear heels, she was wearing a bun and a light makeup. And our girl Riley, she was breaking necks that night. She was wearing this black and red dress, black heels and her box braids.

Riley and bozer walked together thru the red carpet. while Desi an Mac did the same. they are in.

Bozer- uh this is exciting. 

Desi- someone's not sleeping tonight.

Riley- let him enjoy this.

Bozer- yeah.. it's not everyday you are this close to meet one of your heroes.

Riley and Bozer were on this mission together. They were walking around until Bozer got distracted. He went to talk to some men, he knew they were producers and other writers, Bozer was in his element. Riley was at the bar behind him, listening to how well he thrived in that environment. Riley used his phone to hack into the cameras and see what was going on in the other rooms.

Desi- Has anyone seen anything?

Riley, well, nothing here. Unless you count all the attention Bozer gets, nothing.

Mac- me neither, I don't think something's wrong here.

Desi- I think the same. * said as Mac walked towards her, and she gave him his drink *

This man went to the bar and saw Riley all alone, he thought of saying hi.

Riley was playing with her drink, she was bored, she felt like she was wasting time, she felt stuck, she felt lost, she felt ... nothing ... and everything at the same time. ”why im here, we will finish this in a couple of hours..*she looked at the clock counting the last hours before she left to her undercover job, she saw Bozer behind her* i bet they aren't even going to miss me* but in that moment someone saved her from her own thoughts 

Man- didn't your mom told you that you shouldn't play with your food?

Riley made no move, showed no sign of interest.

Riley- well, if you pay more attention, you'll see that this is not food.

Man- your right. *Riley kept playing with her glass of whiskey and keeping her eyes down on the table as he sat next to her * so who your with?

Riley- excuse me. *she was giving him the back looking to the other way, but keeping her head slightly in his direction. Bozer was paying attention of what was going on behind him*

Man- I mean, what production are you with on the movie? Or something?

Riley- no, I'm just ... here you know. With one of “the productions” *she imitates him as if to imply that she was not going to say anything *

Man- oh I get it, I just wanted to know if you wanted

Riley- no uh

Man, but what if we could?

Riley- never gonna happen.

Man- Damn, are you psychic or just not interested?

Riley- no, I'm just busy.

Man- and what's keeping you so busy and alone in this beautiful party? *Riley turned around but didn't expect to see that. It was Chris Evans. She was amazed, but she was good with hiding her face expressions but for a second she was melting inside*

Riley- Well “Mr. Want to know it all”, I'm not alone, but I wish I was right now.

Chris- oh I see you keep it real.

Riley- mm I try.

Chris- you want to come with me, let me introduce you to some friends.

Riley thought it was a good idea. Might help to start moving around and cover more time, and see who had the microfilm.

Riley- you know what? Okay, hey Boz come on!. *She called to Bozer without taking her eyes off of his, they caught him off guard, and he said*

Chris- oh well I, I mean, I thought-

Riley- what?

Chris looked at her feeling somehow, he knew she was a big deal  and that dress wasn't helping.

Chris- uh no, it's just that, * put a hand in his pocket * I mean, I thought it was just the two of us.

Riley- well, you were wrong, move it Bozer. * Bozer turns around*

Bozer- oh my god!! It's Chris Evans !! Oh! Man I love your job and your last movie .. Man you kill it!

Chris- thank you man, apparently it seems that, today only one person likes me. *said while looking at Riley *

Chris- well come on.

Riley, Bozer and Chris hit it off at the other room, they were having such a good time, she almost forgot she was working.

At the projection Room.

Desi- hey so what's your thing with the alien movies?

Mac- it's not a thing, but Stevens work has changed the way movies are made now, and you can't deny he's good at his work.

Desi- so you're that kind of nerd.

Mac- good news for you, I get that a lot.

They laughed and kept talking. Riley saw them from the other room. But why she was checking up on them, she didn't care what they were talking, or why Mac was smiling that way, she didn't care. Well that was that she was telling herself.

Chris- so you want to head it off?

Riley- yeah I don't know.

Chris- oh come on, live a little.

Riley- let me check something with my friends first.

Chris- fine, but you better hurry. Some friends are bringing old microfilms to choose and watch an old movie.

Riley- they bring what? *Riley senses were alert and tried to get information about it*

Chris- yeah they are putting old movies at my place later.

Riley- well wait for me ok.

Chris- I knew you were gonna say yes. We live in 5.

Riley and Bozer went running back to Mac and Desi*

Bozer- dude where are they?

Riley- I don't know let me check my phone and see what I got on the cameras. Look they are close to the entrance, lets go.

They found them and they formed a little circle.

Bozer- we have to go.

Mac- why?

Desi- what did you do?

Mac- please tell me you weren't looking for Mr Spielberg?

Bozer- what?! No! Why y'all always think it's me!

Riley- guys!, pay attention. The microfilm isn't here.

Mac- what do you mean that the microfilm isn't here?

Riley- Chris friends are going to have a little screening at his place. And he told me that they are bringing some microfilms.

Mac- so they used this party to hide the real one.

Desi- but that makes no sense.

Bozer- just like this whole day girl.

In that moment someone crashed the party. They heard when the tires of a car screeched and everybody outside the red carpet started to run and scream. The gunshots started and the 4 of them looked at the door.

Riley- everyone outside in 3 ok.

Desi-  count on it.

Bozer and Mac helped everyone to run to the other side to escape. They went to the second floor to see if someone was there but no one was up there. They were walking back downstairs went they popped in to the star of the night.

Mac and Bozer got froze.

Steven S- oh guys are people up there? we gotta get everyone safe! Are you ok?

Mac and Bozer couldn't believe what was happening, but they snapped out of it.

Mac- yeah we're good, everybody it's outside. 

Steven S- well come on!

Bozer- I know this isn't the right time but sir I love your work I'm your fan!

Steve S- oh thank you son.

They were outside and they met with the girls.

Mac- hey you ok?

Desi- yeah we are good and you guys? *she got closer to mac, Riley looked what was going on, but she just frowned. Bozer and Mac walked a side and Mr Spielberg was behind them.

Riley- oh my god! I guess you are more than fine. haha

SS- oh this young man's help me get out.

Riley- yeah the safety of others is their top priority. *she winked*

SS- you two are to lucky ladies.

Desi and Riley just laughed.

Man- oh Steven where have you been? 

The guys were more the surprised.

SS- oh Bruce calm down, I'm fine.

Bozer- you're... you're.

Mac- Bruce Willis. Hi nice to meet you.

Bruce- hi nice to meet you all. Steven what the hell it's going on man??

SS- Bruce I want to introduce you to these young mans who helped me get out of that chaos.

Bruce-  uh they remind me of the goonies.

Bozer- the goonies??

Bruce- yeah.. you have that vibe of that kid, the chubby one. *everyone laughed* 

Mac- no we actually are more of the die hard type.

Bruce- oh really, i dig it.

SS- you can't see it even when you have it in front of your face they clearly are like the A- team.

Bruce- what? youre out of your mind. they are more of a... * they kept discussing while walking away.*

Bozer- wow they are like a Mac and Jack uh.

Riley- uhh Jack isn't going to believe this.

Desi- don't worry he can watch Die Hard anytime he want.

Riley- hahaha, i really miss him. *Bozer put his hand on Rileys shoulder.* 

Desi received a phone call. she looks at her phone. -its Matty.

Bozer- do not answer that, we better move now.

Riley- i will go find Chris.

Mac thinking “ why? we can just track his phone and find the place” but as always he didn't said something. 

Mac- i will go with Desi we will meet you there.

Mac just raised his eyebrows making a little smirk. Just trying to see her reaction. he make that Jack Daltons face when is trying to be provoke someone and put them on their nerves. 

Riley turned around and stared at him frowning her face. while saying to herself “dude what” she thought. while her mind was spinning like crazy wondering what was that. he was just saying it or he was trying to play mind games. 

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This is the hair i picked for Riley for this one. wait for the second part :) ;)