#oooof okay what a roller coaster lmaoooo

[fourrarri]

@themechaneer​ : ✉, ⁇, ✿, ø, &, %,ツ,♀-sends the whole list almost- ._. 💞 ( deleted, drunk, suggestive, late night, loving, curious, excited, heartbreaking )

          💸 ║ ❛   —————  6.30am.  A day like THIS rarely exists, but today Lance is gonna get killed by his own boredom, he already knows it. No appointments, no jobs, no nothing. But what is he supposed to do that early in the morning ? Turning around in his bed, he grabs his phone to get up to date on social media. A boring STRATEGY. Jumping from one app to another eventually causes him to look through his contacts, the first name immediately catching his attention is JOEL. Without hesitation he starts typing.

[ 📲 → banana joel ] —— hey u busy? u wanna do something today?

          Before he hits send though, Lance stares at the message for a moment. Being the typical OVERTHINKER he is, he has a lot of things on his mind as he looks at the way he’s texting. That’s a little needy, way too early to send something like this. It’s gonna make me look desperate. So instead of hitting send,  —DELETE IT. He should get a clear head before doing something ridiculous like that. So Lance throws his phone to the other side of the bed, gets up and heads straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

          2.40pm.  Boredom eventually got the best of Lance. He has done his daily meditation, his yoga session and even WORKED OUT a bit. The least he deserved was a drink, just to cool down a bit. One drink lead to another though. So while most people are currently on their lunch break, Lance is lying by the pool, drunk like a teenager on their first house party. And as he’s just lying there it starts to feel like his surroundings are circling around him. God damnit. His hand grabs his phone, holding it closer than usual to his eyes so he can actually see what’s on the screen. Again, the only name that seems to pop up is JOEL. Why not.

[ 📲 → banana joel ] —— i litraly have nothin to do right now u busy? [ 📲 → banana joel ] —— repsond amorrrrrr me siento caliente😒 [ 📲 → banana joel ] —— i know u know what tthat mean 🔥💖

          Does it work the way he wants ? Of course not. Joel does not respond in seconds like he imagined. A sigh escapes his mouth as he puts his phone away again. His eyes start to get heavier anyways. Maybe he should just sleep a little...

          11.50pm.  Since Lance decided to take a 4 hours nap earlier while sobering up, he is taking the consequences now. His mind is wide awake and his legs got a light sunburn, hence why he’s standing in front of the large window with just a shirt and his briefs. And of course a glass of GIN in his hand. Today wasn’t really productive and he feels the regrets right now. As he steps away from the window he gets to the couch to sit down. His phone has been strangely quiet ALL DAY. When he reaches out to grab it and unlock it, this one name pops up once again; JOEL. Lance sees these thirsty messages he sent in his drunk state, yet there’s no feeling like embarrassment. He’s used to his own bad behavior by now. Still, since Joel hasn’t responded to it he feels like he should at least write something, just to make sure he didn’t scare him off for good with that.

[ 📲 → banana joel ] —— ey it’s pretty late i know but i got kinda fucked up today so don’t take anything above serious. u should know me by now. i mean do take it serious but u know i think u pretty hot but i dont want u to think i see u as a fling or anything. i do like u and i like spending time with u even when i dont spread my legs u know. idk does that even make sense?  [ 📲 → banana joel ] —— ur not ignoring me right? look i know i speak weird when i dont know what to say but u geting my point right??? [ 📲 → banana joel ] —— i mean u could come over tomorrow morning and we can spend some time together. have breakfast? jump into the pool?? 

          1.15am. His excitement can get a little too much sometimes and his sense of time gets a little lost when he’s got rough days like this. Usually he is well aware of the fact that not everyone’s a NIGHT OWL like him. But the fact that Joel is not responding puts his mind on a roller coaster. The TV he turned on for a little distraction doesn’t help at all. Lance feels stupid for the way he acted, not only towards Joel but in general. Reading over the texts he sent again, he notices how he basically presents a VULNERABLE spot for Joel to hit. This thing can’t stay this way.

[ 📲 → banana joel ] —— u know what i take it all back. u think its cool to act all beyond reach and shit but its not. i aint some kind of hoe u can ignore all day [ 📲 → banana joel ] —— fuck u and ur high and mighty ass. dont think u can call me again

          He hesitates for a moment before he eventually throws his phone over the couch and directly on the floor. By all the breaking noise it’s pretty clear to him that it did NOT survive this. Well fuck. Is this an overreaction ? Most definitely. He gets up from the couch to pick up the pieces of his phone that are scattered on the floor. 

          ❝  Carajo, idiota...   ❞

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