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The In-Between Chapter 1

Stranger Things x It Crossover

with some Bill Denbrough x reader

Word Count - 4,891

Warning - cursing? (if people don’t like that kind of stuff), some Stranger Things spoilers (don’t know if they would still be spoilers or not)

A/N- chapter one is finally here! I’m so overwhelmed with the amount of support this series has gotten already with only the prologue being out so I’m so excited to officially start this series off with chapter one! reminder that this chapter takes place two years after the prologue so the year is now 1987 and all the kids are 17 years old. anyways, I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

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T H E I N - B E T W E E N

Intro The Losers’ Club The Party Prologue 1 2

3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 Epilogue

September 1987

Darling you got to let me know

Should I stay or should I go?

A small chuckle escaped from Bill's lips as he watched the girl dance goofily in front of him as she mouthed the words of her favorite song to him. Y/N's e/c eyes sparkled as they stared at him and a hint of a smile appeared on her face as she mouthed the next set of words.

If you say that you are mine

I'll be here 'til the end of time.

Using the straw in her drink as a microphone, Y/N got up from her seat and slid across the floor and over to where Bill was, making the boy laugh as he watched her in both adoration and amusement.

So you got to let me know

Should I stay or should I go?

"I think you should go home," Richie called out as he spared a glance in Y/N's direction before looking back at the arcade game him, Eddie, Mike, and Stan were currently trying to beat. "You two make me sick and I'm not going to be able to fucking beat this game if you two keep up the gross couple shit."

"We're not a-" Y/N quickly began to say at the same time Bill stuttered out, "M-m-me and h-h-her?"

Richie rolled his eyes and locked eyes with Eddie, the two shaking their heads at their friends who were so oblivious it hurt. It was no surprise that Bill liked the girl as much as he did, in fact, the Losers' Club was pretty sure he might even be in love with her at this point. The only one they weren't sure about was Y/N, but from the way she acted around him, they were pretty sure she felt the same.

"Richie, leave them alone. I think they're cute," Beverly said as she winked at Y/N, the girl blushing in response.

"Of course you do. Why am I not surprised?" Richie asked. "I think it has something to do with the fact that you and Ben are dating now. You're still in the 'I love Ben and everything that has to do with love' phase of the relationship."

Beverly sent a glare in his direction which only made Richie smirk before he asked, "Where is lover boy? He was supposed to be here tonight."

Deciding she had better things to do than argue with Richie, Beverly went to grab another quarter from her cup of change and didn't look at the boy as she said, "He had some big research project he wanted to do. I think he's still trying to research Hawkins cause of how weird it is."

"Hawkins? Ain't nothing weird about that town and you all know it. There's no way the shit Y/N says is true. No way!" Richie exclaimed. He then seemed to realize what he said and looked to Y/N. "No offense, Y/N. You know I love you like a sister, but come on. There's no way Hawkins is that weird."

"It is, Tozier, and I know that you know I'm right. Besides, a killer clown that can change into your worst fears? That sounds like a load of bullshit to me," Y/N said.

"Can we go a night without the two of you arguing, please?" Stan asked with a small sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "It's a Sunday night and we have school in the morning. All I want to do is have some fun without the two of you arguing about whose story is more believable."

"Stan's right. This argument has been going on for two whole years now. You are both seventeen and about to be adults in a couple of months. Just let the topic go," Mike told them.

Richie frowned and went to open his mouth, but Eddie, without even glancing at the boy, muttered, "Beep beep, Richie."

"But I haven't even-"

"Beep beep!"

Richie let out a huff and slumped against the game console as he turned his attention back to Eddie who was only two hundred points away from beating the high score of the PAC-MAN game in the arcade.

Bill tore his gaze away from his friends and looked over at Y/N who was staring off into space with her shoulders slumped ever so slightly. He knew it had to do with the fact that they had mentioned Hawkins, seeing as this always happened when the topic came up. Not a day went by where she didn't miss her friends and the fact that she hadn't seen them in two years was hard for her which Bill knew.

The boy didn't hesitate before getting up from his seat at the table the two had just been eating pizza at before gently taking her hand in his. Y/N let her eyes flicker up to lock with his and he gave her a tiny smile before tugging her hand softly and pulling her over to the closest game, Dig Dug.

"I don't have any-" Y/N began, but Bill cut her off by pulling some quarters out of his pocket and holding it out to her.

He gave her that cute smile of his before saying, "I b-b-brought some for y-y-you just in c-c-case."

Y/N gave him a soft smile in return before he dropped the coins into her hands. "Thank you," she whispered before turning to the game and putting some of the change in. Bill silently observed her as she began to play the game and a grin appeared on her face as he watched her relax and get lost in the game.

And the moment she won and turned to him before throwing her arms around his neck and letting out a loud laugh was the moment Bill was once again reminded of just how much he liked her.

Y/N pulled away from the hug ever so slightly, but kept her arms around his neck as she looked up at him. Bill's arms were around her waist and his breath hitched in his throat for a moment, but their moment was quickly ruined by the sound of Richie fake gagging.

"Ew! Guys, they're doing that gross couple shit again!"

"Richie, I swear to god!" Y/N yelled before suddenly breaking away from Bill and running after her friend. Richie let out a high pitched scream before bolting out of the arcade with Y/N on his heels.

Beverly snorted before saying, "We should probably stop her."

"W-w-where's the fun in t-t-that?"

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"How can you say some weird alien shit is more believable than a killer clown?" Richie asked, his eyes wide as he looked to his friend in disbelief.

Y/N kicked the small rock next to her feet and watched it skip across the path ahead as she walked home with the rest of the Losers' Club, minus Ben, behind her. She glanced at the boy that looked so much like her friend from home and shrugged, "Cause my story is more believable."

"You are literally talking about the idea of a whole other world existing! One where everything we know is covered in decay and has monsters running around killing people!" Richie exclaimed.

"And you keep telling me that some clown can take the form of your greatest fear and has a mouth that opens up like a fucking shark and eats people! Not to mention that apparently its victims can float in the air? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?" Y/N asked.

"Obviously not as ridiculous as this conversation," Eddie muttered under his breath, but everyone could hear it. Bill, Beverly, Mike, and Stan let out small chuckles while Y/N and Richie glared at their friend.

"Eds, sometimes you really make me question why we're friends," Richie said with a shake of his head.

"Oh shut up," Eddie told him as he grabbed the boy's shoulder and began to push him in the direction of their houses. "Come on. Our houses are this way. And don't call me Eds."

"Sorry, Eddie Spaghetti."

Eddie rolled his eyes and turned back to his friends before waving slightly. "Night, guys. See you tomorrow," he said.

"Bye, Eddie. Bye, Richie," Y/N called out, the others following suit as they watched the two boys walk off, purposely bumping into each other as they did.

They didn't walk much longer before Beverly, Mike, and Stan had to split off as well. That left only Y/N and Bill. The two were silent as they walked back, but it was a comfortable silence filled with their small laughter as they nudged each other and snuck small glances at the other when they weren't paying attention.

Y/N's smile only faltered when she saw the road that Bill's house was on. Their houses were a few streets away from each other, so Y/N always ended up having to walk alone for a while before she even got home. In hindsight, she could've borrowed her mother's car and drove herself to the arcade and back. However, if she was being honest, the only reason she didn't do just that was because she liked getting to walk with Bill, even if it was only for a few minutes.

The two paused at the end of Bill's street and Y/N turned to look at the boy as she gave him a soft smile. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she looked down at her feet.

Bill stared at her in silence for a moment, his heart fluttering when she looked up at him through her eyelashes with that smile of hers on her face. With a sudden burst of courage, Bill said, "A-a-actually, I was w-w-wondering if. . .if I could w-w-walk you h-h-home?"

Y/N blinked in surprise and for a moment Bill felt his blood run cold, the fear of rejection washing over him almost instantly. But then she was smiling an even brighter smile than before and Bill swore her cheeks had even grown a tinge redder.

"I'd like that," Y/N told him, making the boy return her grin.

The two began to walk forward and Y/N effortlessly slipped her hand into Bill's before intertwining their fingers together. Bill's face reddened and he couldn't stop the smile that was growing on his face as he ever so slightly pulled her closer to his body, his hand tightening around hers.

A beat of silence fell over them before Bill looked at the girl curiously and asked, "So y-y-you really don't b-b-believe our story about I-I-It?"

Y/N looked up at the boy and gave him a look of disbelief before saying, "Of course I do. A psycho clown is nothing compared to the horrors I've witnessed. I just like to poke fun at Richie is all."

Bill let out a small breath of relief that he hadn't known he was holding. Something about knowing that Y/N believed him and didn't think he was crazy made it feel like a weight had been taken off of his shoulders.

"What about you?" Y/N questioned causing the boy to look over at her. "Do you believe my story?"

He could see the way she was trying to act like the answer wouldn't bother her, but he could also see the way she was nervously biting her lips and the way her hold on his hand tightened ever so slightly.

"I-I-It is kind of c-c-crazy," Bill muttered causing the girl's smile to drop. But then he was lightly squeezing her hand and saying, "I b-b-believe you."

Y/N's head whipped up so fast that Bill almost didn't see the movement. "You do?" She asked surprised.

"Of c-c-course. You said it, s-s-so of course I d-d-do," Bill said, his cheeks dusted a light pink as he said that.

Y/N smiled and leaned into Bill's arm, making sure to keep her hand latched with his while her other arm looped around his. She then laid her head against his shoulder and shivered slightly from the cold.

Bill didn't even hesitate before letting go of the girl and taking his jacket off. Y/N went to protest, but Bill cut her off with that smile of his as he wrapped the jacket around her shoulders. Then, before he could stop himself, he wrapped his arm around the girl and began to rub his hand up and down her arm as he held her close to his body.

Both teens blushed and looked away from each other as they walked, but Y/N still snuck a glance in Bill's direction, a goofy grin on her face as she looked at him.

The rest of the walk ended up being a lot shorter than either of them would've liked. Before they knew it, they were standing on the front porch of Y/N's house as both of them just stood there staring at each other.

Y/N broke their gaze by looking down at her feet as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "Thanks for walking me home."

"N-n-no problem. I-I-I guess I'll see y-y-you at school," Bill said, his eyes flickering over her face and hesitating for just a moment on her lips.

Y/N looked up at the boy and he was quick to divert his attention back to her eyes. "Yeah, I'll see you then," she confirmed with a smile. She then let out a small gasp before beginning to take off the jacket, "Your-"

Bill's hands resting on hers had her instantly freeze as she looked up at him. He gave her an effortless smile and shrugged before saying, "You c-c-can give it back to m-m-me some other t-t-time. It looks better o-o-on you anyways."

Y/N blushed at that and let the jacket fall back onto her person as she stared at the boy in front of her. The two were silent before Bill finally whispered out, "G-G-Goodnight, Y/N."

A smile broke out on her face before Y/N pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and pressed a small kiss to Bill's cheek. "Goodnight, Bill," she whispered back, a small chuckle escaping her lips at the sight of how red his cheeks were.

She pulled away and sent one more smile in Bill's direction before turning and walking to her front door. Bill didn't move from his spot until the girl was inside and it was only then that he let himself stumble back in a daze as a goofy grin appeared on his face.

The small flickering of the street light had him furrowing his eyebrows, but the light quickly went back to normal and Bill thought nothing more of it. He then began to walk home with a small skip in his step, his thoughts consumed with the beauty that was Y/N L/N.

- - -

A sigh of relief left Mike Hanlon's lips as he caught sight of his bike resting against the alley wall. The others had all met him in that alley before walking to the arcade together, so Mike had left his bike there for later. Thankfully, he had hidden it well enough behind some garbage cans and wooden crates that no one had stolen it. Finally, he could bike home instead of walking.

The bike ride home wasn't too bad, but it was only when he turned onto Neibolt Street that things turned for the worst. Mike always did hate riding past the Well House, the memories just too much for him, but something always had him riding past. It was like a force that made him want to make sure everything was still the way it was supposed to be, that nothing was out of place. . .that It wasn't back.

Mike could see the Well House coming up on his right and he had to take a second just to calm his breathing. "Nothing's going to happen. You're going to be fine," Mike assured himself, those words enough to make him put on his confident look and pedal down the street.

He only took his eyes off the road when he was biking past the Well House, but that was his first mistake. His second mistake was not noticing the flickering of the street lights which seemed to all be flickering in the same sort of pattern.

When he was past the house, Mike let out a small chuckle at himself for even being afraid and turned back to look at the street. His eyes widened when he saw a figure in front of him and he quickly stopped his bike.

An eerie silence fell on the street at that moment and Mike squinted his eyes as he tried to see what was standing only a little ways away from him. The streetlights flickered a few more times before suddenly all turning on, the brightness of the lights so intense that Mike stumbled back a little in surprise.

He had to adjust his vision a little and blinked a few times before looking up, his eyes locking on the figure in front of him. He didn't know what to think when he registered the figure as something he had heard Y/N talk about many times before.

Mike couldn't help but notice that everything she had said, every little detail, was correct. Even the sound she described was exactly the same and Mike found himself shivering as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

The creature, the demogorgon, let out an eerie sound before its face began to open up in a way that looked a lot like Pennywise. Shaking his head, Mike quickly turned his bike around and was about to bike away when he noticed another demogorgon had come up behind him.

Both demogorgons were only ten feet away in each direction, but they were blocking his only means of escape. "Shit," Mike muttered. It was in that moment that Mike made his third and final mistake of the night.

Mike ditched his bike on the edge of the street and ran towards the Well House with the demogorgons hot on his trail. He didn't necessarily have a destination in mind, so Mike just did whatever the first thought to pop in his head was and began to run up the stairs.

He could hear the demogorgons growling and making that weird sound of theirs as they stumbled up the stairs after him, the two running and bumping into each other as they tried to reach out for the boy.

Mike's own breathing was all he could hear as he ran down a few hallways, trying to find some place to go. However, he made one wrong turn and was suddenly trapped in a hallway that had a single door at the end. The demogorgons were right behind him and he knew that if he ran in that direction, he would be dead for sure.

So Mike did the only thing he could think of and ran down the hallway and into the room. He slammed the door shut behind him and locked the door before turning around to see that he was in some sort of coat closet.

He heard the cries of the demogorgons and jumped slightly before beginning to back up, the coats covering him the further back he went. There was only one lightbulb in the room so Mike had enough light to be able to see where he was going, but he had barely even made it halfway into the closet before the lights flickered off and the demogorgons suddenly went quiet.

This caused the boy to stop cold and all he could hear was the pounding in his ears and his ragged breaths as sweat trickled down his face. Something suddenly clamped over his mouth and Mike's eyes widened once he recognized it as someone's hand.

An eerily familiar laugh filled the air before a voice whispered into his ear, "Hello, Mike."

He didn't want to look back, but his eyes betrayed him. As soon as Mike's eyes locked on the person holding onto him, he let out a scream that was muffled by the hand over his mouth.

Laughter filled the air as Mike desperately tried to escape, his hands clawing at the person holding onto him. The light in the closet turned back on before beginning to flicker on and off while the laughter and screaming grew louder.

But then there was nothing. The light flickered back on before staying on, illuminating the now quiet and completely empty room.

The only sign of Mike having ever been at the Well House being his bike that was lying on the ground outside with one wheel slowly turning in the wind.

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Y/N let out a small sigh as she pulled Bill's jacket closer to her body. The wind roared all around her as she walked and she looked up at the sky in annoyance as she realized a storm was about to come their way.

It amazed her how only an hour before, when Bill had dropped her off at home, there had been no traces of clouds in the sky. But the force of the wind was enough to give her an answer as to how it had appeared so quickly.

With one hand holding onto Bill's jacket and the other carrying the trash bag her parents had asked to to take outside, Y/N began to make her way down the stairs and over to the trash can on the edge of the curb.

A flash of lightning from a little ways away lit up the sky and the sprinkling of rain began to fall down on the girl making her mutter out, "Shit."

She was quick to pull the lid to the trash can off before tossing the bag inside and returning the lid to its rightful place. Y/N then hugged Bill's jacket close to her body while the wind blew her hair in all directions.

The girl was just about to head back towards the house when a sound came from the bushes across the street. Y/N froze, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she slowly looked over to the bush that was moving around.

All she wanted was for the bush to be moving because of the wind, but when something began to step out from the bush, she knew just how wrong she was. Y/N could barely make out what the figure was, but the sound it made was too horrific for her to forget.

It was the same sound she only ever heard in her nightmares, but had used to be something she heard back in Hawkins. A sound that made her blood run cold, her face pale, and her heart race so fast that she felt like it was jumping out of her chest.

Then the lightning flashed and a scream escaped her lips at the sight of a demogorgon standing before her with its mouth opening up.

Y/N broke out into a sprint towards the front door and was quick to slam the door shut behind her. With shaking fingers, Y/N locked the door while the lights in her house flickered crazily all around her. Tears were in her eyes as she took a step back from the door, her breathing heavy while her whole body shook uncontrollably.

Images of the upside down, of Will looking half dead, of Bob being attacked by a demodog, of the Mind-Flayer killing Billy all flashed before her eyes and a whimper escaped her lips as she tried desperately not to break down into a sob.

The girl shook as she walked over to the window of her house and it took her a minute to muster enough courage to open up the blinds enough for her to look outside. The lights still flickered all around her and she could hear the wind roaring outside, but the sound of the demogorgon had disappeared and she didn't know whether to be relieved or worried.

Y/N took in a shaky breath before looking through the blinds. Her breath hitched in her throat at the sight before her, surprise and fear coursing through her veins.

Instead of the demogorgon, a person holding three balloons in front of its face stood in its spot. As if sensing her gaze, the balloons began to float up as the person moved them away from its face. It was in that moment that Y/N finally saw the clown that Richie had been telling her about.

Y/N's breathing was out of control and it felt like the lights were flickering at an even more intense speed than before. She watched as the clown who Beverly had told her was named Pennywise, let out a loud laugh, its eyes trained on the girl as he waved at her.

The lights outside flickered out longer than usual, but as soon as they came back on, Pennywise had moved closer, now standing in the middle of the street with the demogorgon from earlier right behind him.

Y/N barely had time to blink before the clown was suddenly on the other side of the window with the demogorgon by its side, both of them opening their mouths to reveal rows of teeth that looked to be covered in something red that shined in the light—blood. A ear piercing scream left her lips and Y/N stumbled back right as the lights flickered on and off again.

"Y/N?" her father's panicked voice exclaimed as he came running into the room, the lights instantly returning to normal as soon as he walked in.

His eyes frantically searched around the room and he caught sight of his seventeen year old daughter hugging her knees with tears streaming down her face. "Y/N?" He asked again, confusion lacing his voice as he hesitantly walked towards his daughter.

The girl glanced up at him, but it was like she looked right through him as she got up onto her feet and went over to the window. She looked outside and her breath hitched in her throat. Her father furrowed his eyebrows and quickly moved across the room to look outside only to see that there was an empty road.

"I-" Y/N whispered before falling short, not knowing what to say.

It and the demogorgon were gone, but there was no way she could've imagined that. No way.

"Y/N, honey, are you okay?" her father asked as he looked at her with concern filled eyes.

"I'm. . .I'm fine. J-J-Just thought I saw something is all," Y/N muttered, her voice shaky as she looked anywhere but at her father. "I'm. . .I'm going to go to bed."

She didn't give her father time to respond before she was rushing out of the room and up the stairs. Y/N reached her room within a matter of seconds and was quick to close her bedroom door before turning and letting a quiet sob escape her lips.

"What the fuck was that?" Y/N whispered to herself, her fingers gripping onto her hair as she tried to think of an explanation. The Party had closed the gate and the Losers' Club had stopped Pennywise. So how-?

Y/N shook her her head, not wanting to think too much about what had happened. "You're just tired," Y/N told herself as she forced herself to start getting ready for bed. "Your mind is playing tricks on you. You just need some sleep is all."

She changed into her pajamas and brushed her teeth in silence before she stared at herself in the mirror. The fright was still evident on her face and she took in a shaky breath before whispering, "The gate is closed. It is dead. The gate is closed. It is dead."

The words were enough to make her release her iron grip on her bathroom counter and she whispered again, "The gate is close. It is dead." Y/N made her way over to her bed and hesitated when she saw Bill's jacket lying on her desk chair.

She quickly grabbed it and put it on, wrapping the article around her body and inhaling Bill's scent. She felt safe wearing the jacket, so she kept it on and climbed into bed.

Y/N was about to turn off the light when she decided one night with it on couldn't hurt. She then laid down and hugged the jacket close to her body as she muttered to herself, "The gate is closed. It is dead."

She would end up saying those two sentences until she fell asleep, but each time she would find herself believing the statement less and less.

"The gate is closed."

"It is dead."

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years ago

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Ali & Ro

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Ro: Sadly I have yet to master being able to be in two places at once, especially when one of those places is so ridiculously far away Ro: What's more surprising though is that you've remained at home for long enough shepherd my pupil in and out for me without assumedly cursing Tess Ali: Ugh, I feel that Ali: until we're blessed with time-turners, we'll all have to muddle through Ali: and I've been there enough myself to guess where you are, so I won't pout about any potential adventures you could've been on Ali: everyone is DOA and MIA today, plus if I let her shout at me for long enough she might not ground me forever 🤞 Ro: Indeed Ro: Well, I can't deny that would be very much appreciated as I've been subjected to plenty of pouting already as things stand Ro: You can let her know that I'll be making my grand return soon enough which will at the very least give her another target should she desire one Ali: You can probably ignore him, he's just feeling the ill-effects of a 3-day bender, like Ali: some hydration and vitamin c and he'll be over it Ali: can't say the same of mother but my sins definitely outweigh yours Ali: though the offer is appreciated 💚 Ro: He's very much fine in that regard I'd been assured prior to my arrival and of course did my part to truly make it so by making him a late lunch or early dinner once I got there Ro: Regrettably, that offer was taken very much not in the manner it was intended Ro: The tally of my sins therefore apparently exceed the number of yours, in Drew's eyes at any rate Ali: Sounds like Drew Ali: you spoil him Ali: Caleb's mum made him work today, as he was too sick for school Ro: All I've spoilt is his afternoon seemingly Ro: Yet again, I'm a waste of time Ali: Hey Ali: don't take on his bad mood just 'cos he's mad he didn't get what he wanted Ali: you know it's bullshit Ro: None of his grievances are unfounded Ro: I shouldn't break promises Ro: Even if I did make them for less than ideal reasons Ali: No, but you know Ali: you have those reasons regardless Ro: And he has his own reasons to be upset Ali: Which you're clearly giving a fuck about Ali: so he owes you the same in return, yeah Ro: Of course, but his anger is fuelled by how much he does care, obviously Ro: It's because he likes me so much that he wants to take things further than they are Ali: Partly Ali: but I don't think anyone can say that that's all it is Ali: not to discredit how he feels in any way Ali: if anything, it takes into consideration all aspects Ro: He is the only one who can address that with any degree of clarity but its a conversation we're unlikely to have for a while Ali: I'm sure it won't be anything like that long Ro: That almost sounds as if you are in fact discrediting how he feels but I have no desire to get into a disagreement with you about the one I just had with him Ali: No, I'm saying he's nothing if not persistent Ali: trust me, he'll get over it if he has any sense Ro: It's less about the sense he possesses and more about the degree to which my own has abandoned me Ali: Do you regret the fact you didn't or regret the fact you were considering it? Ro: Both regrets somehow exist side by side and I have no idea how that can be Ro: Or which of the many internal voices vocalising my many mistakes I should begin to listen to Ali: Sounds about right Ali: are you in love with him? Ro: Yes Ali: Yeah Ali: it's Ali: the worst kind of headfuck Ali: amongst many other things Ro: What would you do in my place? Ali: About what Ali: specifically Ro: My next move Ro: He says I won't lose him but I know it's more likely than not Ro: Especially now that Carly has her own caravan to host in Ali: You shouldn't do it if that's the only reason why Ali: doing it because you're fearful of any outcome is just a bad idea Ali: it should always be primarily that you want to Ro: I do want to but I also don't want to Ro: It's complicated Ali: It is Ali: it might stop being complicated Ali: or you might do it before it does Ali: either of those is fine and valid Ro: What if it doesn't and I can't? Ali: You will Ali: if you want to, then you will Ali: I said it was the most important factor but definitely not the only, not even close Ali: it's complex but you know, like most things, stressing upon it will never make it less so Ro: I suppose Ali: It's like all this stuff isn't it Ali: thinking you'll never get your period and then it just happens Ali: we've all got our own pace for all of it Ro: And my pace is several steps behind always Ro: Maybe next time I should just go to the party Ali: Well his is coming up so Ali: you will be at that one Ro: Oh my god, don't remind me I haven't even begun brainstorming gifts yet Ali: 😂 Ali: you do have time Ali: but it might distract you from this worry so have at it Ro: You're so fortunate that Caleb's is ages away Ali: I know Ali: so much of me cannot hack that, I'd actually die Ro: After emerging from Carly's mostly unscathed, you could be forgiven for believing yourself immortal, I'm sure Ali: It was pretty hectic Ali: not sure if I'd say life-threateningly so but keep that between us Ali: could tell ma though Ali: keep her from hysteria Ro: I'll use that as my conversational opener when I come in if you'd like Ali: Subtle, cheers Ali: tell her there were no recreational drugs or pre-maritial relations too, whilst you're at it Ro: Carly would appreciate the lack of, I'm certain Ro: More so than Tess would my attempts at such a clearly crafted lie Ali: Can't win with her, like Ali: don't lead with that though Ali: even if that's a truth Ro: It's the kind of day I'm having Ro: I'll simply wish on everything possible that the losses extend to calories as well Ali: Don't waste the magic Ali: I know you skipped lunch Ro: You know because I told you I was busy running around after Drew Ali: Exactly Ro: Nonetheless, I've spent more time on this bus than anything else Ro: It's a pity I can't transfigure my bike here Ali: it seems like a good idea until it starts chucking it down halfway Ro: True, I'd be unlikely to garner any sympathy or permission for more time off from Tess even if I caught my death Ali: Seriously Ali: if she has to see any of us tomorrow at all, she might actually lose it completely Ali: what with Bea and Fraze being their delightful selves all weekend too Ali: the only ones not on the shit list rn are Tommy and Joe and that's only through absence Ro: Precisely Ro: Much like how the idea of finding birthday gifts for Drew is favorable after the nightmarish pursuit we all have to endure in order to provide something that Bea will undoubtedly dislike and return where possible Ali: 😂 s'why I kick it homemade Ali: good luck finding any takers for my sentimental tat, babe Ali: bless Ro: Alas the memory of my childish homemade cards finding their way to the recycling bin earlier than I feel necessary haunts me still Ro: Did Carly like what you made for her though? Ali: 😞 Ali: Yes, thankfully she's far more receptive and forthcoming with her thanks Ali: and the caravan looks amazing Ali: looked, I HOPE everyone kept out Ro: It would be difficult for her not to be, Bea, of course, is without competition in that regard Ro: I was impressed by the pictures despite being well aware of your artistic eye and resourcefulness in gathering materials Ro: Perhaps you should take and utilise all the magic yourself immediately Ro: Protection spells have been employed and succeeded for less Ali: True Ali: and a good idea to boot Ali: I better do it remotely Ali: aside from me leaving the house for anything but school and work rn being a deathwish, I'm not sure of the state I'd find the residents in, like Ro: Hm, yes arguably that is an even better idea Ali: Obviously, I do not plan to be her prisoner for long Ali: but for a great escape, I need even greater plans on the outside Ro: It would be my pleasure to extend such an offer, dear sister, but my own flight of fancy earlier did little else but backfire so it's best I stay under lock and key until I feel suitably chastised Ro: Either by Tess or myself Ali: Self-flagellation is next to godliness, of course Ali: I'll think of something Ro: I have no doubt that you will Ro: But whilst the subject of faltering has been raised, can I ask you something? Ali: of course Ali: scientia potentia est Ro: I was just wondering if you spent much time with Drew this weekend, that's all Ali: Not a huge amount Ali: but I saw him about, doing his thing Ali: if I saw anything like that I would've kicked his arse and told you Ali: in that exact order Ro: Okay Ro: Well, thank you Ali: Of course Ali: sisterhood before everything Ali: especially boys Ro: My favorite religion and the one to which I've been devoted to for the longest and most faithfully Ali: 💚 Ali: What's your ETA? Ro: 13 and a half minutes Ali: Ooh precise Ali: that'll please the jailer Ali: tell her 15 and you'll be back in the good books when you're arse is up the table without her even having to shout up the stairs Ali: 👍 Ro: I already told her 21 minutes so I have enough time to fix my face somewhere that isn't a very full bus Ro: She doesn't need to know that I've been crying Ali: 😕 Ali: Cold water fixes all Ali: we can talk about it properly after Ali: feels like forever Ro: It's not too late to pray for a summer storm Ro: Though it seems everyone misses me until they get the opportunity to spend time with me, so I might be wise to adjust my prayers accordingly actually Ali: Not everyone Ali: just him Ali: and just because he's mad Ali: we'll tea and talk, promise Ro: As long as you share too Ali: I gotcha Ali: you wanna hear all the fantastical and sordid exploits Ro: Fantastical yes, sordid not so much Ali: 😂 Ali: I'll do my best to spin the yarn into something comfortable and befitting Ali: don't worry Ro: Being guaranteed one less thing to overthink about will forever be appreciated Ali: That's my job Ali: one of Ali: labour of love, really Ro: tá mé i ngrá leat freisin Ali: 💚💚💚 Ali: right, I got a table to set Ali: not gonna know what's hit her Ali: Rock even agreed not to throw any spaghetti up the wall Ali: providing I buy him sweets for a week Ro: I'm in awe of your power whether or not she will be Ali: whether a six-year-old can stick to a deal is another thing Ali: did threaten him with a broken pinkie so 🤞 Ro: I'll likewise threaten him with the type of hex befitting a 6 year old promise breaker if needs be Ali: 💀🐸🐀🕯🥀💀 Ro: Our minds have always worked in similar ways, that's a truth which deserves to be universally acknowledged Ro: But for now, go Ro: There will be plenty of time for talking later

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darley1101 · 6 years ago

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Family (September 11 prompt)

A/N This is for the September prompt challenge hosted by . It is for the September 11 prompt Family. I am combining it with another request I received asking for Maxwell to purchase the MC a pregnancy test on the morning of her wedding to Liam. I thought they would make a fun combination. I hope you enjoy. Tag lists are after the story. If you would like to be added or removed just let me know in a comment or personal message. This is future canon for Broken Fairytales. I hope you enjoy!

Family

“This is ridiculous,” Karin whispered furiously as Olivia, Hana, and Madeleine herded her into the en suite off Madeleine's rooms. She tried to dig her heels into the plush carpeting, but a firm push in the middle of her back continued to propel her forward. “We're wasting time that could be spent getting ready.” Her heart skipped a beat and her stomach lurched. In a few short hours she would be re-marrying the man she loved and, her heart skipped another beat, finally be crowned Queen of Cordonia. Just one of those events would be enough to cause the nausea she had woken up to, but her friends thought otherwise. 'You missed your period,' Hana had chided, 'I know because we're on the same cycle and I had to suffer alone.' Stress had been her response. Between planning a wedding that the whole world would be watching via attendance or television and preparing for the coronation that would come after, it was no wonder Karin was exhausted, nauseated, and missing her monthly visit for good ole Aunt Flo. Part of her wanted to say screw the whole thing. Did they really need the public wedding? According to Regina, yes. The people didn’t care that while in exile, Liam and Karin had married in private ceremony. They wanted the glitz, glam, and stability of seeing the king they had fought for marry his beloved.

“You're being ridiculous,” Olivia countered shoving a purple and white box into her hands, and then gesturing towards the toilet. “Your throne awaits.”

“Hilarious,” Karin muttered, yanking open the package while she stomped towards the toilet. “I already told you, I'm stressed. When I get stressed I get sick to my stomach and, on occasion, I miss my period.”

“It may very well be stress,” Madeleine agreed, “but wouldn't you rather know? There's going to be alcohol served at the reception. Do you really want to worry about whether or not its safe to drink? This way we'll know if we need to substitute your champagne for apple cider.”

Annoyance shot through Karin as she set the actual test down on the counter and wiggled out of her panties. Madeleine was right, and God, Karin hated when Madeleine was right. They had moved past the pettiness that occurred during the social season and Madeleine's short lived engagement to Liam, but that didn't mean Karin liked when Madeleine was right. “I can't believe one of you actually bought a pregnancy test,” she mused, picking up the test. She poised the plastic stick between her legs, trying to concentrate on peeing. “Could someone turn on the faucet?”

“Of course,” Hana answered sweetly before turning the water on in the sink. “And we didn't buy it, Maxwell did.”

“What?” Karin sputtered, grimacing when a splash of urine hit her fingers. So gross, she thought, pulling the test out from between her legs. She set it back on the counter, wiped, and then flushed. “You had Maxwell go buy a pregnancy test? Whose genius idea was that?”

“It was mine actually,” Olivia smirked from the doorway. “He's always so eager to please and nobody will think twice about him buying one. He's such a spazz the sales clerk probably thought he bought it for himself.”

“Be nice,” Hana chided.

“It could be argued that calling him a spazz is being nice as there are far worse yet equally fitting names we could call him,” Madeleine muttered under her breathe, but Karin still heard her and shot her a dirty look. Maxwell might be a spazz, but damn it he was Karin's spazz! And he’d changed a lot since the assassinations that took place during the homecoming ball.

“I just hope he doesn't say anything to Liam,” Hana sighed, propping her hip against the bathroom vanity. She blinked when she realized everyone, including Karin, was staring at her. “What? Everyone is thinking it. I adore him but he does have a history of speaking without thinking. Remember the UN dinner in New York?”

Wrinkling her nose, Karin washed her hands. She remembered that dinner all to well. Maxwell had started a shit storm with several dignitaries by confusing their countries. “Don't remind me,” she pleaded, turning off the faucet and drying her hands on the hand towel Madeleine handed to her. “God, you don't really think he will say anything to Liam?” No, she silently told herself. Maybe in the past he might have accidentally let it slip, but Maxwell had grown a lot.

“With Maxwell anything is possible,” Olivia reminded. “Now, how long do we have to wait to see if Karin's carrying the next heir to the throne? The sooner she gets the heir and the spare out of the way, the happier the people will be.”

The blood drained from Karin's face, leaving her a pasty color. Having a family was something she and Liam had spoken about a great deal; how many children they wanted, what sort of parents they were going to be. Perhaps because Liam had only ever referred to their future children as, well, their children that was how Karin had come to think of them. Olivia's flippant remark, no doubt meant to be funny, had been a rude awakening to how the people of Cordonia would view their children. “That was incredibly rude,” Hana tsked, shaking her head and then looking at Karin with sympathy in her eyes. “Don't listen to her Karin. The people of Cordonia love you regardless.”

“They'll love her more if she's pregnant,” Olivia insisted. “I'm not trying to say they don't love her already, I think their adoration of the American Duchess is obvious. Things have been difficult for the monarchy, you know that. Producing the next Crown Prince will just prove the people made the right choice in demanding that Liam be re-instated at King.”

“I think you've made your point,” Hana snapped. “So lets drop it.”

Tuning out the rest of the conversation Karin focused on the test sitting face down on the counter. The instructions had said to wait 5 minutes and at least that amount of time had passed. She took a deep breath and flipped it over, her heart lodging in her throat as two distinct lines glared back at her. “Fuck me,” she whispered.

“Apparently Liam did,” Madeleine giggled and then clapped a hand over her mouth. “That was incredibly crude, my apologies. And,” she smiled cheekily, “my congratulations.”

“Oh Karin,” Hana cried, her lips tipping in a brilliant smile. “How exciting!”

“Right, exciting,” Karin whispered. She couldn't stop staring at the test, at those two little lines that added yet another title to already growing list of titles. Duchess. Wife. Queen. Mother. She was going to be a mother. Tears welled in her eyes, a smile stretched across her lips. She was going to be a mother! For the first time in her life she was going to have a family. A real family. One that couldn't be taken away from her.

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blondrichclosetwitch · 2 years ago

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I am a little ornery tonight. Alright here we go.

I have been tracking something new.

This is actually my third day of trying to track it… It’s a lot of work. Following the numerology of one person, and seeing what the songs say. We will start with me, 22.

22 Friday

11:22 in metal,

Low—Picture of you where it began (ultrasound )

Half moon 12:22 janis—

You fill me like the sea, Lord

Not coming past but still at last

Your love brings life to me

1:22 maniac cinerama—“I made that stupid oath About how I was going to Pay for someone to kill you both…It was just my way of showing you That I wasn't playing.” (Ftr, that’s not me)

122 Laika arcade fire—Our older brother bit by a vampire

For a year we caught his tears in a cup

And now we're gonna make him drink it

Come on Alex, don't die or dry up (psychic Jakk told me he once he wanted to be called Laika when we were role playing; it became a thing where I just would call him Laika all the time….clearly went along with his wounded always claiming to be scared of Blond victimhood stance….. poor psychic Jakk, woe is he)

2:22 come on over baby christina Aguilera— I didn’t listen to this one but I got the gist

2:22/2:24-you go on ahead liz Phair -I believe we have things to do

3:22 ballad of Tindersticks – – “can she really believe all this? Can she really lie in bed at night and marvel at her own genius? When do you lose the ability to step back and get a sense of your own ridiculousness?”

“Now it can really make us laugh. The first time, it makes you sick… Then, little by little, it becomes delicious.”

“ and the last of the martinis dribble down our chins. We’re sitting, chasing the conversation around the table. ‘Jesus, how long have I been in this state?’ ‘ do you want another drink?’ ‘ well, I could try.’ We’re pushing through the waiting crowd, all Fish eyes. “

I’ve been so drunk, I sit and look at you.

We try and talk for the first time in a long time.

Drunken confession.

You shiver, it makes you feel sick.

We use the rent money to pay the bill.

(I love that. )

4:22 ti amo Phoenix—It's not over yet

5:22 o Stella pj Harvey——Stella Marie, you’re my star!

6:22 why can’t I be you the cure— you turn the whole world upside down

I’m smitten I’m bitten I’m hooked I’m cracked I’m stuck like glue you make me hungry for you

7:22 I was meant for the stage the Decemberists—From the floorboards to the flies

Here I was fated to reside

And as I take my final bow

Was there ever any doubt?

And as the spotlights fade away

And you're escorted through the foyer

You will resume your callow ways

But I was meant for the stage

8:22 entertainment Phoenix—

“Entertainment. Show them what you do with me.”

9:22 sugar daddy fleetwoood Mac—Well, I need a sugar daddy

He could be my friend

And if I needed a little money

I know he would lend me, lend me a hand

But when it comes to love

He'd better leave me alone

9:22 little Honda yo la Tengo—First gear, it's all right

Second gear, hang on tight

Third gear, ain't I right

Faster, it's all right

ADDENDUM

10:22 3 the hard way beastie boys—I'm hip to the shit that you're trying to scamI'm an exceptional professional that just don't stop

So pack up your bag and your mic and don't wait

E.T., phone home, now get the fuck out my face

#22 #numerology #music is the messenger

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reddiefic · 7 years ago

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i think we're alone now - reddie ft stenbrough

A reddie fanfic based off of the song “ i think we’re alone now” by The Rubinoos

- pairings - reddie & stenbrough

- warnings- none, just bad writing yikes ( everyone is aged up to 17 )

- note - this is my first fanfiction so pls be kind!! sorry if it’s terrible, pls send any feedback !

The morning started like any other, Sonia Kaspbrak was reeling off a list of medication to Eddie, for him to pick up on his way home from school, while Richie waited for him, leaning against his gate, cigarette in hand and a mop of curly dishevelled dark hair. Richie smirked as Eddie walked towards him, “Eddie, please remember to pick up your medicine tonight, it’s been at the pharmacy for three days now!!” Sonia shrieked as Eddie descended down the garden path. “Yes mummy, i will, i promise!!” Eddie stammered, as Richie scoffed and took another drag of his cigarette, pursing his plump pink lips as he effortlessly blows out a cloud of smoke. Eddie watched his lips and couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to kiss them. “Oh, and boys…. behave! And watch how you play!” Sonia shouts after the two boys, shaking her head as she slams the door.

A blush spreads across Eddie’s cheeks as Richie rolls his eyes and kicks the pavement with his shoe, “That’s what they always say when we’re together” Richie laughs, a small glint in his chocolate brown eyes. This causes Eddie to blush even more, a strangled gasp spluttering out of his mouth, silently cursing himself to confessing to his mother about his crush on Richie. Richie spins to face him, a look of confusion on his face, as Eddie offers him a nervous smile and laughs hesitantly. “Eddie Spaghetti!” Richie cries, drooping his arm around Eddie’s shoulder, “You’re being awfully quiet today!”, the taller boy spouts in a ridiculous British accent. “Y-yeah, sorry about that rich, just tired!” Eddie stammers, Richie nods, stubbing his cigarette out on a nearby wall. Eddie silently sighs in relief, the smoke was filling his lungs up and it was taking everything in him not to splutter and cough, he didn’t even want to think of all the illnesses he could have caught through the smoke. As the boys enter the school gates, Richie almost immediately spots Bev and shouts, “See ya later, Eds!” as he runs towards Bev. “Don’t call me that, Richie!” Eddie shouts back, “never mind…” Eddie whispers as Richie and Bev walk into school together, both wearing giant smiles, as they chatter happily.

“Hey Eddie!” a voice from behind Eddie calls, Eddie spins round to see Stan, his friend of almost three years. “Hey!” Eddie smiles,and Stan gives him an all knowing look. “Eeeeddie” he taunts as the two enter school, “You’ve got to tell him today!” “I can’t Stan…” Eddie says, a forlorn look on the smaller boy’s face, “He doesn’t like me like that, i just know he doesn-” “Eddie, you’ll never know until you ask him!”, Stan smiles. “Y-yeah eddie i’ve s-s-een the way he looks at y-you!” Bill suddenly interjects, joining the boys on the way to the classroom. “Stan!! When did you tell Bill!?” Eddie protests, his face scarlet red. Stan chuckled as Bill held his hand and squeezed it as the two boys grinned at each other, “Oh Eddie, everyone knows.” the boys laughed, as the teacher told everyone to be quiet. Eddie gulped and wished he’d never told anyone about his stupid crush on Richie Tozier.

As the bell rang for lunch, Eddie wished that the ground would swallow him up, he’d have to sit with the other losers, and of course Richie would be there. They were sat outside on the grass when Eddie walked over to them, Bill and Stan were laying down beside each other on a tartan picnic blanket, hand in hand, with sickeningly happy smiles, while Richie and Bev smoked and engaged in wild conversation, Ben and Mike were reading together smiling to themselves as they basked in the sunshine. Eddie sat down next to Ben and Mike, hoping they wouldn’t mention - or even better - not know about his crush on Richie. “Hi Eddie!” , “Hey Eddie!” the two boys sang, “Hey guys!” Eddie smiled. Ben and Mike immediately starting explaining to Eddie the latest book they were both reading, but Eddie couldn’t stop staring at Richie. “Eddie, are you even listening to us?” Mike said, waving a hand in front of Eddie’s face, “Y-yes, yeah i am sorry, carry on.” Mike and Ben exchanged glances and smirked slightly and Ben whispered, “Enjoying the view?” clearly looking at Richie. Richie must have noticed the three pairs of eyes on him as he shouted over, “Take a picture it will last longer, Eds!”, Bev playfully thumped him on the arm but Richie just gave a huge shit-eating grin and wink to Eddie, who was currently beetroot red and lost for words as Ben and Mike were in helpless fits of laughter at the younger boy being caught staring.

Eddie could still feel his heart pumping ecstatically as he plonked himself down next to Bill and Stan. They were whispering to each other, both smiling gleefully and full of adoration at the other, hands still interlinked by the boy’s sides. Eddie imagined him and Richie like this, soft touches and loving glances, laying in the sunshine together but he had to remind himself that Richie isn’t even gay, let alone wanting to do those sort of things with Eddie.

“Hey, Eddie, you okay?”, Stan abruptly asked, a look of concern on his face, sitting up to look at Eddie. Bill sat up too, clinging onto Stan’s arm and shuffling even closer to the now cross legged boy. Eddie’s heart simply broke seeing two of his best friends so happily in love with one another, it was everything he wanted for him and Richie, but everything he knew he would never have. “Not really, no” Eddie quivered, feeling his bottom lip starting to tremble. He took a deep breath as Bill and Stan looked at each other worriedly, mouths agape both thinking of what to say. Bill looked Eddie in his almost tear-filled eyes, with a look Eddie had never seen before on him, but he knew it was serious, “Eddie, i-i’m worried about y-you, you seem different lately, s-s-sadder… I think you n-need to tell him soon o-or you’ll risk losing h-him as a friend…” he trailed off, looking back at Stan nervously, who gave him a small nod and smile, squeezing his hand. Eddie took a deep breath and nodded slowly,, closing his eyes, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, he could feel sick rising up his throat and his chest becoming tighter and tighter. He grabbed for his inhaler which was laying on the picnic blanket but another hand caught Eddie’s before he could reach it.

It was Richie’s.

( there will be more parts !! hope u guys like this ahh )

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #reddie fanfic #reddie imagine #richie eddie #richie x eddie #stephen king it #it 2017 #stenbrough #beverly marsh #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #stan uris #bill denbrough #stan x bill #eddie x richie #reddie fic #my writing

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pckarchives · 5 years ago

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make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness.

to fiona’s credit, she didn’t lie.

she calls her brother as she heads out of the building, but she knows what he’ll say before he even says it. “–––i’d never do anything like that, kiddo. i wouldn’t put you or your friends in that kind of danger.”

fiona drags her fingers through her hair. “i figured as much. just had to be sure. i’ll call you if i find anything out, okay? thanks again for what you did today. we couldn’t have done that without you.”

“of course, fee. i love you, okay?”

fiona would like to call the relief that spreads through her bones ridiculous, but it doesn’t surprise her. she’s always needed her family’s love more than anything else, yet it’s remained the one thing outside of her reach. she doesn’t miss her life in ipswich, nor does she miss the lost family anymore, but knowing that she hasn’t lost this still soothes an ache that she wasn’t aware she still felt. “i love you, too. i’ll talk to you soon.” she hangs up the phone, her smile remaining for another second.

it’s while she’s still in this cloud of euphoria that she bounces away from the loft. the pack might not be able to feel her the way they can feel each other, but they would smell her anger. fiona’s good at hiding how she feels; it’s a craft she mastered long before she moved to beacon hills. she had to work out the kinks in her time with the pack, but feigning content and confidence is a required skill when you’re the pariah of the town. she knows how to keep the pack from getting suspicious, and the key to that is holding onto whatever happiness she feels until she’s out of range.

she rides her wave of happiness as reality tears before her eyes, loose fringes fluttering before her like a rip in an old cloth. she steps through with the words i love, okay still ringing in her ears, skin warmed by the reminder that she didn’t lose everything, and her heart skips at the idea of mending her relationship with her brother. they aren’t horribly estranged –– they could fix things. maybe he could move to beacon hills one day. the idea has her grinning as she leaves beacon hills and she knows that she’s nothing more than a beacon of joy.

that doesn’t change until she’s stepping through that tear and into her grandmother’s house. ( she doesn’t need anyone to tell her this is fucking dumb. she was the first to shoot down the idea of bouncing all the way across the nation, she knows it’s a bad idea. but her anger runs deeper than her sense does, and she doesn’t think. ) for the first time since she learned how to bounce, she feels dizzy, stomach twisting and turning, but she doesn’t let it hinder her. the sickness pales in comparison to the fire that heats her veins and taints her vision.

there’s puttering in the kitchen and fiona’s hands clench as she follows the sound. irene porter stands at the counter, her back to fiona as she digs through the cabinets. fiona says nothing; she knows that her grandmother knows she’s here. she felt the wards go off when she stepped into the house, and she’s not foolish enough to think her grandmother might’ve missed it.

“if you’re going to stand there, get over here and make yourself useful,” irene calls over her shoulder, voice so casual and unbothered, fiona almost thinks she’s innocent. almost. when fiona doesn’t move, the elder sighs impatiently. “you really can’t do anything right.”

“what the fuck,” fiona spits, “is your problem?”

irene takes a box of crackers and heads to her wooden table, the same one that’s been sitting there since fiona was an infant. the woman sits down and aims an unfazed stare at her granddaughter. “i could name a few.”

“i’m your problem! me!” fiona stabs a finger at her own chest, angrily advancing. “you have a goddamn problem, you take it up with me. you do not drag innocent people into our feud. jesus christ, grandma, they had a child!”

“then she was better off being caught than following your example.”

it’s not a confession. it is, at best, a deflection. but she doesn’t deny her involvement; if anything, she confirms it. fiona never said there was a girl involved.

anger swells faster than she can contain it, hot tears coating her eyes, and she lets out a frustrated shout. the earth reacts, though she hardly notices. the wooden table and chair that irene sits so comfortably in become sentient, their brown skin bleeding into her hands, gradually turning her to wood. it starts at her fingertips, turning her pale nails to wooden chips, melding her palms to the arms of the chair. it slowly spreads, the transmutation tracing its way up her arms. panic and fear cloud her expression as she tries to move, but it’s no use; she’s already fusing with the earth around her, and fiona is too caught in her fury to notice.

“what the fuck is so wrong with me?” fiona cries. the plants hanging from the ceiling grow, their lengthy arms spreading to drape across the floor, slithering their way towards the two witches. “what did i do that was so bad, you thought it was okay to kill everyone? you think i’m such a fucking sinner, look at yourself!”

irene tries to speak –– she tries to form fiona’s name, but the wood eclipses the left side of her body, leaving her mouth immobile. it finally catches fiona’s attention, but she makes no move to stop it. “i have hated myself for years because of you,” she says, her voice quiet and full of malice. “i thought i was wrong for not caving and lying about my sexuality. i thought so many times about whether i’d be happier if i’d just married a man and lived the way you wanted me to. but i wasn’t the problem. it was you. it’s always been you. but that shit? that’s over.” she shakes her head, willing away tears. “you are done taking control of my life. you don’t deserve that power. you don’t deserve the energy and happiness i’ve been wasting, looking for your approval. i’m done –––– we’re done, irene.”

finally, the spell reverses itself, slowly then all at once. irene gasps, choking as she tries to catch her breath and fiona only watches.

“i hope you find something that makes you happy one day,” fiona says, looking at her with pity. “because i’m so fucking happy these days. and this is the last time you’re ever going to take up a portion of that.”

fiona’s interrupted by the rush of air in the room as her sister appears. she looks to irene, then to fiona, eyes widening. “what are you doing?” she starts towards their grandmother, then––– “shit.” she takes three rapid steps towards fiona, grasping her shoulders tightly. “listen to me carefully, fiona. this–––” she gestures to irene; she’s all pale skin now, but the overgrown plants and the shortness of breath paint a picture of their own. “is an act of war. if the coven finds out, they will kill you. they will find you a hell of a lot quicker than you think, and they will burn you to death in the forest.” eloise speaks with a finality that would scare fiona on another day; as if this is a conversation that the coven has had before; as if they’ve had fiona’s capital punishment picked out from the day she came out. “i’m going to take care of this, okay? i’m going to make sure no one finds out about this. i’m going to wipe her memory, clean up the house. but you set off alarms when you came here, i––– fiona, i’m going to have to hurt you. but i’m doing it to protect you, and i really need you to know that, baby girl.”

fiona doesn’t have time to question it. eloise’s lips press against her hairline, rough and firm and sorrowful, before she steps away and slams her palm into fiona’s chest.

by fiona’s count, she bounces a little over thirteen times. not a single one is her choice.

it doesn’t feel like bouncing, the way she’s so used to. it feels more like she’s being popped in and out of place, with no time to figure out where she’s going, let alone take a break to refresh. her body tears itself to shreds, puts itself back together, and repeats the process again and again and again and again and again––––

she comes to a stop a mile away from the loft and dry heaves into a trashcan. nothing comes out of her, but she considers that a blessing. the heaving process hurts enough without the addition of actual content. she curls her fingers into the trashcan and sets a hand on her stomach, only to pull it away with a sharp inhale. it hurt.

she ducks into the nearest store ––– luckily, the same starbucks she’s been frequenting since she moved to beacon hills, so zach only waves at her as she passes ––– and hurries into the bathroom. she steps into an empty handicap stall, locking the door behind her and gingerly pulls up her shirt. the sight almost makes her gag, but she presses the back of her hand to her mouth to quell that urge. her stomach protrudes at the bottom, a drooping weight that hands above her waist. if the weight itself wasn’t concerning, the discoloration is. where the skin should be pale, it’s translucent to the point where she sees red, green veins lining whatever is pressing against her skin. with a shaking hand, she hesitantly pokes at the bulge and her vision swims. she grips the stall door tightly, forcing her breathing to even out and her tears to make themselves scarce.

the pain is agonizing and she feels––– she feels–––

empty. she feels so fucking empty, she wants to cry.

a tentative feel for her magic confirms what she’d already guessed: eloise sapped her magic. she knew what the bouncing would do to fiona, but if there was even a trace of her magic, it would have been tracked. “...fuck,” she murmurs, leaning her head against the cool door. it was dumb; she knows it was dumb, but she’d been so angry. she’d let her anger get the best of her, and she’d almost committed an act far worse than her grandmother’s own.

that wasn’t smart. that wasn’t fee.

she sucks in another breath and stands up straight. every minor movement aggravates the displacement of organs in her body, but she sucks it up. she’s walked off worse injuries ( kind of? ) worst case scenario, she calls liam’s dad and asks for his advice ––– as best she can, anyway. she knows she can’t ask the other witches about this; the last thing dominic or cass need to do is worry about her, and she’s not sure her body will take any supernatural intervention well at all. she can tell her parents, but ––– later. first, she has to get back to the pack. she has to tell derek she was right.

she straightens her clothing in the mirror and appraises herself with a critical eye. her floral skirt sits beneath the bulge of her stomach, and her brown knit sweater hangs low and loose enough to hide any deformities in her body. it all looks normal. she then works on fixing her face into a smile. she stands there tweaking it until it looks like her, a process she’s far too used to. she pushes the pain to the back of her mind and focuses on her happiness ––– they got cecelia. dominic and cass are so happy. nick still loves her. eloise saved her. eloise promised she’d take care of irene and fiona doesn’t doubt her at all.

everything is okay. everything is really, truly okay.

fiona all but skips out of the bathroom, forcing her body to acclimate to the pain, and orders a vanilla bean frappe. once she has her order, she starts the slow trek back to the apartment. the act of being okay is child’s play to her –––––– she’s got this.

#vi. para. › make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness .#v. type. › para .#i. gospel. › f. porter .

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Rio & Grace

Rio: Hey Rio: rough night, I hear Grace: Ugh Rio: That bad? Grace: Let's just not Grace: mum and dad have obvs given you the goss so like Rio: they just said you might wanna talk Rio: I'm out of the loop Rio: try me Grace: oh please none of you wanna pick up the phone unless Janis uses hers to call me out Grace: 🙄🙄🙄 Rio: that ain't true Rio: and I'm here now Grace: sure babes Rio: come on Rio: you're gonna do me that dirty? Rio: pop an aspirin and spill Grace: there's no big drama, I've already told literally everyone that Rio: then why has it been made into one Rio: your chance to put your side across, don't be too pouty to take it Grace: UM hello, cos Janis is extra Grace: 🤞 that we'll all forget she took nan's car the other night if we focus on me rn Rio: So she made it up? Grace: she made it into something it's not duh Grace: so I hit up my ex Rio: Not like her to get involved, ever Rio: never mind for nothing Rio: what's up with that? Grace: like I said, mum and dad are !!!! about her and her bf so Grace: she's over it Rio: Who even is he Rio: some english kid, they said Grace: mhmm Grace: he's the hot new boy at school Rio: isn't there anyone new you've got your eye on Rio: exes are never a good idea, drama unwarranted or nah Grace: It's not like he's ever gonna be more than that Grace: I just needed a ride thanks Rio: You can't be doing that, babe Grace: I didn't end up doing anything, it's fine Rio: That ain't the point, you know that Rio: you treat lads like shit, give them the warrant to do it back Rio: you don't need to be living like that Grace: He already did, that's why he's an ex Rio: and that's why you don't hit him up Rio: that is not an ex, honey Grace: OMG he took me to a party not a registry office Rio: No one is concerned you're taking it too seriously Rio: not seriously enough Grace: Great, it's your turn to call me a hoe now Grace: love that Rio: Stop Rio: trying to be so right you hear us all wrong Rio: not taking serious how you let lads treat you Grace: No, Ri you can stop Grace: however bad you want me to feel I already do, trust Grace: it was the worst day, I tried to make it better Grace: that did NOT happen Grace: & now I'm over it Rio: I don't want you to feel bad, that's the whole point Rio: so what happened Grace: Nothing! I went to the fair with one boy, he left so I called another to take me home Grace: like I'm so sorry I'm not still there literally stranded Rio: You wouldn't be stranded don't be ridiculous Rio: we're not daft, you didn't need to go anywhere with that lad Rio: what happened to the first lad then Grace: well I OBVS wanted to Grace: who wouldn't after such a cringe date Rio: but your ex is a twat, no Rio: what kind of solution Grace: he doesn't pretend he isn't Rio: that makes it alright then Rio: come off it Rio: it's ice cream and bitching you need, not pencilling in another immediately after Grace: 🙄🙄🙄 Grace: I'm not 9 hun Rio: Yes, you're very mature Rio: for God's sake Grace: Excuse you Grace: I shouldn't have called him okay but it's not that deep Rio: you two need to sort it out Rio: mum and dad don't need this Grace: OMG Grace: how dare you Grace: that bitch literally put herself in REAL danger, that's not me Rio: that's not what I heard Grace: Yeah? Grace: so when you literally just said that they told you I wanted to talk that was a lie Rio: well they're not going to just throw that at me with no context Grace: & the context is ???? Rio: Grace, tbh, I don't have the time to relay to you what you did, hence asking you at the start of this conversation Grace: mhmm Grace: you never have time for any of us Grace: & now you expect me to open up to you or something Rio: things change Rio: I'm not a child anymore either, I've got my own family, a job Rio: just because I can't be here 24/7 doesn't mean I'm not still your big sister Grace: Just stop Grace: pretending that you care about me Grace: treating me like I'm still 12 Grace: you can just stop Rio: we all care about you, Grace Grace: thanks for not wanting me to also get killed, obvs Grace: but like I've got that covered Rio: Clearly not Rio: I thought you were better than this Rio: we need less people in this family acting so recklessly Rio: why do you have to join in Grace: UM Janis is the one drunkenly trying to joyride Grace: give her some of this energy Rio: and you think getting taken to a party where you don't know anyone and it's majority older men then getting blackout drunk is any less dangerous Rio: worry about yourself Rio: she's a separate issue Grace: That isn't even what I did Grace: he lied to me about the party Rio: this is why you can't associate with people you already know are bad news Rio: you're a smart girl, you need to act like it or you'll get taken advantage of Rio: none of us want to see that Rio: you don't need me to tell you all the worse things that could've happened, my god, just like Janis doesn't need us to explain to her the dangers of what she did, but we still have to if you're both going to be pulling stunts like this Grace: I need for Janis not to tell mum and dad that I'm following in yours, Edie's and Carly's footsteps depending on the mood Grace: if she'd left me alone I wouldn't have been that drunk Grace: it's totally her fault that I couldn't just go home Rio: You can't put yourself in needless danger because you two are having a spat Rio: there's no scenario in life you don't take responsibility for your actions, babe Rio: because you'd be the one getting hurt, not her Grace: OMG it wasn't about her! I literally told you I was having the worst day Grace: like you've never hit up an ex cos he's a sure thing Grace: & I'm so sure Buster was right there whenever & that was always a good idea Rio: You just said it was Rio: and even if this was about me and my mistakes, which it isn't at all, what, you think that means it's okay for you to repeat them and I'll be cool with that Rio: god love them but I am not mum and dad, that's not how I do things okay Grace: & you just said I'm the problem Grace: I know, okay? Rio: I did not Grace: whatever, babes Rio: Do not whatever me Rio: I didn't, and you don't get to dismiss actual advice and concern because you're in a strop Grace: ugh Grace: in a strop? Really Rio: Yes, really Grace: You literally have no idea how I feel Rio: then tell me Grace: I'd honestly rather die than have you report back to mum and dad anything I've ever said Rio: for god's sake Rio: that isn't what it's about Grace: Oh okay, you just happen to be in my inbox Grace: it's so not cos I won't tell them anything Rio: If you don't feel good, it needs to be sorted Rio: that isn't going to happen if you keep doing what you're doing and don't talk to any of us Grace: I can't talk to any of you, you're my problem Rio: if you aren't mature enough to talk about this, then I'll have to tell 'em as much Grace: No, this family is literally my problem Grace: growing up in it as the ugliest one, the stupidest one Rio: why would you even think something like that Grace: Duh, it's what everyone thinks Rio: no it's not Rio: and the ones that say they do are not worth listening to Rio: there's always going to be the ones that say horrible things, but that doesn't mean it's true Grace: 🙄🙄🙄 Rio: don't roll your eyes like it doesn't matter Rio: it does Grace: your mum answers don't matter & they don't help me Rio: Grace, you need to help yourself Rio: you have to decide it isn't going to get to you, and then it's a process of actively ignoring that and telling yourself the opposite, surrounding yourself with other people who lift you up too, not drag you down Rio: then, you stand a chance of believing it Rio: lamenting how mean people are and blaming us, will never make you feel better Rio: you deserve to feel better than that, you need to Grace: OMG you chose to do everything you did online & marry our cousin, I didn't choose to look like this Grace: You don't know what it's like & you can't Grace: none of you do so stop judging me for how I deal with it Rio: And you can choose to reckon I deserve it then, that all the rest of us do Rio: but that'll never stop them judging you as well Rio: anything you do, they still will, that's just life I'm afraid Rio: and I'm not judging how you deal with it, I'm telling you I see that you aren't Rio: uncomfortable as that might make you, it's because I want you to, I want you to feel better Grace: Wow, thanks Rio: Deal with it, seriously Rio: this is no way to live your life Grace: Good talk, babes Grace: so motivational Rio: Shut the fuck up with your fake bullshit for once and take it in Rio: I am so sick of this, I'm not doing it again Grace: I have Janis for my tough love so Rio: It's not tough love Rio: consider why someone just trying to be real with you feels like an attack Rio: you can't fake that those defenses are real with me, girl Rio: I've known you longer than you've known yourself Grace: honey, I know why, I know everything I am & everything I'm not Grace: of course I'm the fakest Grace: why would I wanna be real? Rio: You know what they say you are Rio: and you're prepared to live up to that and that alone Rio: no life, like I said Rio: you can do so much better Grace: cos being real worked out so well for Edie, right? Grace: & Janis is really living her best life with that honesty too now Rio: Stop deflecting as if this is about anyone but you Rio: you are no better off Rio: it'll kill you just as fast Grace: I can't separate myself from any of you, that, like I said, is my problem Rio: yet again, because you're obsessed with the validation you'll never get from arseholes who have no stake in seeing you win Rio: they want another show and you are giving it Rio: this family has done nothing but encourage you to be yourself, ever Grace: Do you even remember what 15 feels like? Take a sec, babes Rio: Like I said, you won't get the 'we all make mistakes' off me Rio: you can learn, you have so much opportunity Grace: Opportunity to keep being compared & always come last in that comparison, sure Grace: 👌👌👌 Rio: so be a loser, yeah? Rio: prove them right Rio: because who have you won over here Rio: your bitchy friends that are more trouble than they're worth Grace: they OBVS are right, I'm not pretty or smart Grace: I'm a bitch and not in the way where it's actually goals Grace: so like ??? Rio: None of that is true Rio: but we can't have this conversation if you're at a place where you believe it is Grace: bye then Grace: catch you at the next crisis 👋 Rio: No, Grace Rio: you don't get to feel justified in thinking none of us care just because the help you need goes beyond what we can say and do Rio: I'm getting you professional help, but it won't work unless YOU want it to Rio: and if you don't, if you're happy to settle for this then yes, you are exactly like her Grace: You're not mum, stop acting like it Rio: it's your decision, and one you know full-well she won't think is a bad idea Rio: let alone put a stop to Grace: Duh, she never puts a stop to anything Rio: You'll be able to discuss all of that Rio: you need someone impartial Rio: you're never going to take on what we say, if we're the problem to you Grace: I'm not mental Rio: for goodness sake, who said you were Rio: you're having problems, you work on solving them Grace: OMG my problems aren't that big of a deal Grace: just cos most of this fam are in love with themselves Grace: leave me alone Rio: They are Rio: the way you've said you've felt is horrible Rio: you shouldn't have to live with that every day Rio: you don't have to Grace: the way you're trying to freak me out is worse Grace: I don't wanna talk to some random therapist wtf Rio: I'm not, there's nothing to be scared of remotely Rio: do you wanna feel better? Grace: I'm not telling a stranger everything about me, that's so gross Rio: You don't, you lead the conversation, talk about what you want to Rio: and it's totally confidential, she isn't on her coffee break slagging you off Grace: I don't want to talk about anything Rio: How well has that worked for you so far then, eh Rio: you will Rio: and the offer will still stand then Grace: STOP Rio: No, I won't Rio: how much shit has been allowed to happen in this family through not talking is ridiculous Rio: it's time for that to fucking stop, alright Grace: Please, Rio Rio: I'm not saying it won't be painful but can you tell me living like this doesn't hurt Rio: the mess we're all in Grace: it's like I told Janis, it's too little too late Grace: I can't just like undo everything Rio: It never is Rio: you aren't dead Rio: and being 15 will not last forever, the friends, the feelings, none of it Rio: you'll always have yourself and you should be fucking good with that Grace: I'll want to be if I have to talk about everything that's wrong Rio: it's daunting Rio: but you can do it Rio: if you live like this, you burn out Rio: we've all seen it, as I said, I'm not prepared to do it again so easily Grace: or I'll get pregnant & turn my life around like every other woman in this fam Rio: Give you that, but it's not funny Grace: 😂😂😂/😭😭😭 Grace: 🤷 it'll be Janis now she's so in love anyway Rio: it'll be neither of you, no discussion needed Grace: aw babes, it's okay Grace: we've all had that discussion Rio: I've already told you it's no joke Rio: so have I, so had mum Grace: Duh, me and my friends all went & got the implant together thanks Rio: Good Rio: babies don't fix anything Rio: especially not you Grace: I don't want any of my exes around that long, trust Rio: no more exes Rio: you know better than that Grace: Excuse me Grace: I'm not giving any new boys chances if it's gonna work out like Ash at the fair Rio: Boys are not the issue here either Rio: focus on yourself Grace: obvs Grace: that doesn't mean I wanna be constantly alone with myself Rio: of course not Rio: but you need to be comfortable with yourself when you are Rio: otherwise you'll be willing to surround yourself with anyone just so you aren't Grace: I thought we'd established that I am Grace: cue Janis' slut intervention Rio: You joke but tell me otherwise Grace: I'm sorry, who actually wants to be alone?? Grace: literally nobody ever so there's no need to target me Rio: Anyone who respects themselves would rather than be treated poorly Rio: that's the issue Rio: not that you want company, the company you're willing to accept and not know that you deserve better Grace: it's not my fault that decent teenage boys barely exist Rio: then wait Rio: you have options Grace: EW & do what 🙏🙏🙏? Rio: 🙄 Rio: If you're gonna be silly I've got to go now Grace: If you don't see that as ridiculous then yeah do go, hun Grace: I really would look & sound mental Rio: The only thing that's ridiculous is you would rather be treated like shit than to know and own your worth Rio: and you can blame the lads 'til you're blue in the face but it'll never change what happened and you will regret it, big time Rio: I would know Rio: and plenty of people don't have boyfriends at your age, at any age, respect that a fuck ton more than girls who are not ready rushing into bad situations because they feel left out somehow Grace: OMG like it's not bad enough that every boy at school wants to get with Janis over me, you want me to be like UM NO THANKS to any I can get Grace: nobody would respect that AT ALL they'd just think there's even more wrong with me Rio: exactly, in the grand scheme of things, they are nobody Rio: letting them dictate your behaviour will just leave you miserable because that's what they want Grace: if I leave school rn, sure Grace: but that isn't what you're saying I should do Grace: so that means years around these people Rio: I repeat, are you happy now Rio: is it working for you Grace: & I repeat, I can't change the way I look Grace: that's also years away Rio: that's the answer to nothing Rio: nothing I said and just nothing in general Grace: of course you'd think that Rio: It isn't Rio: you can change yourself beyond recognition but you'll never be satisfied with the results Grace: You've always been beautiful, you don't get to speak on it Rio: you're beautiful, Grace Grace: Don't even Grace: you literally sound like mum & dad now Rio: it's true Grace: it's embarrassing Grace: you call out all these lads for how they allegedly treat me, at least they don't lie about things like that Rio: it isn't a lie Rio: people use your insecurities against you for their gain Rio: those people don't love you like your family do, you choose to believe them, you're choosing to hate yourself Grace: Duh, I do that too Grace: like I said, babes, there's no beautiful personality either Rio: I'm fully aware, Grace, and I'm not the only one Rio: it's not just about looks, every bad thing you think about yourself, it's as clear as day for every predator that wants to take advantage Grace: okay great Grace: that makes me feel so much better Rio: yes, you need to make yourself feel better Rio: this conversation isn't here to make you feel better, no one is here to make you feel better Rio: nothing worth having is handed to you, you have to start working for it Grace: 👏THIS 👏 is 👏 who 👏I 👏 am Grace: so sorry if you don't like me Grace: I'm sure there'll be takers on the fam whatsapp to discuss that tho Rio: No, it isn't Rio: you're 15, you aren't the same person minute to minute Rio: and more importantly, these are unresolved mental health issues Grace: it makes no sense to label me if that's what you think Grace: so what's the thing here, am I just 15 or am I just mental? Rio: The thing is, Grace Rio: these issues didn't appear overnight, and they aren't going away any quicker Rio: you're talking of a lifetime of feeling ugly and stupid Rio: if you start addressing that, at 15, you stand a chance of seeing 30 Grace: I know, I've literally lived it thank you Rio: and if that's such a problem, stop Grace: stop stressing me out more!!! Rio: I'm sorry but you need it, you think you can go undetected doing the things you do and hope Janis or one of the others will always be doing something worse Rio: no, no one gets left behind Grace: they don't get left cos they leave Rio: they've not left Grace: Oh please Grace: reaching out now cos mum & dad made you doesn't mean you're here Grace: you literally said yourself that you can't be Rio: Good god, I'm nearly 23 Rio: did you expect me to stay in that house forever Rio: that isn't what happens, that doesn't mean we aren't family, that kind of feeling is what fucked it up in the first place Grace: &? nobody's ever at home but me & Gus or Diego somewhere Grace: I don't wanna stay here Grace: but I leave & suddenly it's the biggest drama ever Rio: Yes, because fact of that matter is you're 15 and that's where you need to be Rio: until you have somewhere of your own, somewhere better to be Rio: and you don't, now that's really sad, I'm sure but neither does anyone else your age Grace: Billie did, Janis does Rio: Billie should never have been allowed to go, and Janis isn't, either Rio: don't assume for a second she isn't getting the same talks Rio: and I'm doing all I can to talk to Billie but she's technically an adult now, she's got a baby, it's harder, much harder Grace: Can't I just come & live with you? You know I'm a really good babysitter Rio: I know you are Rio: but you need more attention, less responsibility Rio: it wouldn't be right Grace: Please, I promise I won't invite boys over EVER Rio: You know it'll be worse, right? Rio: we actually have rules at my house, routine Grace: I'm not Indie, I have a schedule Rio: I'm saying, even if I agreed to a short break for you, it wouldn't be Rio: you know full well you've got way more chance of mum and dad leaving you be Grace: maybe I don't want that Rio: if you're serious about this Rio: and I mean all of it Rio: not just the part where you get a break Rio: then I can talk to Buster Grace: Rio, I can't see a shrink rn, okay? Grace: talking about any of this is like Rio: I know Rio: okay, but we can start making the positive changes we can make, yes Rio: like I said, you're not stupid, you know what's good for you and what definitely isn't, more of the former, less of the latter, okay? Grace: I don't even really remember what I said to Janis or mum and dad when I was drunk and that still makes me wanna die Grace: Idk what to do but it isn't more of that Rio: We've all done that Rio: you will survive it Rio: couldn't have really said anything worse than you're in love with your cousin, can you, so I wouldn't worry Grace: I think I told Janis I love her & that's WAYYYY worse Rio: Loving your sister? Imagine that, I'd better find out an LBD for the wake Grace: I really REALLY miss you Grace: nobody else EVER wants to talk to me Rio: I miss you too Rio: we've all got to try to be better, alright Rio: it's by no means just you but you ain't exempt from my mumming, not sorry Grace: Yeah Grace: I think she's better, she never would have come to get me before that boy moved here Rio: I thought the same Rio: if Edie showed me anything, but she showed me a lot, it was that it is really, really hard to stop loving your family, Grace, even when you want to Grace: I know Grace: I miss everyone, even her Rio: I know, darling Rio: it's taking time, more time than we could've ever anticipated before but if we can all get to a place where we're all trying Rio: it's a start Grace: I don't ever wanna be older than her, it's too weird Rio: It is, but you will want it when you're there Rio: no one should be 16 forever Grace: I can't stop thinking about what Janis did either Rio: me either Rio: what do you really think of her boyfriend then Grace: he's really hot, everyone's lost themselves over him Grace: & them as a couple but ew Rio: thanks for updating me on the school ground goss, even though you clearly think I'm a grandma, you cheeky cow Rio: but I more meant do you think he enables her bad behaviour like Kai did Edie or Rio: though I have a hard time believing Janis could ever be as easily led, seen strangers things Grace: well babes if you wanna talk about my REAL trauma I've seen more of their PDA than I'll ever be comfortable with so Grace: & she smokes now which is GROSS Grace: but tbh he's not like that Rio: Hmm Rio: neither of those are exactly encouraging but not damning either Rio: say the jury is out on him for now but I'll be keeping an eye Grace: it's a good thing if someone she loves wants around though, yeah? Grace: maybe she won't run again Grace: *her Rio: yes and no Rio: short-term, sure Rio: but I don't need to tell you how much you wanna hide forever when it ends, do I Grace: idk I'm just saying I saw them at the fair & she was like ?? happy Grace: she said it was a sugar rush but I'm not stupid Grace: & he's got it SO BAD for her OMG Rio: That's cute Rio: and don't get me wrong, I want her to be happy, all of you Rio: I just know it doesn't immediately fix everything if she ain't also trying but maybe she is Rio: like you said, she did come to get you Grace: Yeah Grace: I didn't think she really would Rio: Any of us would Rio: you really can't just turn that stuff off Grace: she can, she has Rio: nah Grace: he's obvs turned her back on & I don't just mean cos he's the hottest white boy our school's had for ages, tho also obvs Rio: 😂 Rio: I won't ask for pics, feels a bit creepy Grace: [sends one anyway] Grace: not really your type, babes Rio: Oh, he is very cute Rio: and ha ha, if you think you can come up with any original joke for me, you can have at it but really decreases the chances of me making up the sofa for you any time soon Grace: no shade he's not my type either Rio: no? Grace: I would obvs hook up with him but I couldn't date him Grace: no way of that working he's too nice & too poor Rio: Grace Grace: ?? Rio: Not funny Grace: he is! I'm not even joking Grace: I'm too high maintenance for a boy like that Rio: You earn your own money then Rio: can't have things like money coming into it Grace: Duh, I will Rio: Good Grace: No boy's sticking around long enough to pay my bills, honey Grace: even if Janis thinks I'm selling myself now Rio: Not all it's cracked up to be Grace: I'll settle for a lot less, thanks to her, we all know Rio: Whatever she said, and I'm sure it was a lot Rio: you have to see her intentions were good Grace: her intentions were dramatic Grace: she can't ever stop being a bitch to me Grace: unless I'm blackout apparently Rio: that shows she had reason to be, no? Rio: not showing concern unless she has to Grace: I'm not saying it wasn't sketchy there Grace: that's why I asked her to come & not mum & dad Rio: how sketchy? Grace: like I was glad when I left Grace: & mum would've killed me Grace: or him Rio: Yeah Rio: I get you Rio: I'm just glad you're okay, but no more going off with people alone without telling someone, even if it's just your friends Rio: I know you think you know people, especially when you've hooked up with them and whatnot, but it's no real indicator Grace: yeah when a lad isn't really drinking but you are that's not a mood so obvs he's deleted 🙌🙌 Grace: I don't need the receipts Grace: be as much of a mess as me thank you Rio: 👍 Rio: what I like to hear Grace: I kept waiting for her to shout at me but she like didn't Rio: maybe she wants things to be different too Grace: There's no way though Grace: Mia is beyond extra about her dating the new boy Grace: she just won't let it go Rio: She liked him too? Grace: we all thought he was hot but idk it's like not about him, she can't deal that Janis finally said yes to someone Grace: has something Rio: It's best to not take sides Rio: but at the end of the day, they're different relationships, Mia will never be your sister Rio: and even if she does have issue with Janis, she shouldn't take that out on you, as a mate Grace: UM I wish you'd told me not to take sides before I threw her out of the house & made her hate me, babes Grace: 😱😱😱 Rio: why'd it come to that, like Grace: they were there too so she was just being THE WORST and would not stop Grace: like I don't wanna see them making out either but Rio: Sounds to me like she just needs to calm down Rio: what business is it of hers what Janis gets up to, really Grace: You literally have to let me stay with you 🙏 I'm so over it Rio: I'm asking, I promise Rio: I'll let you know asap Grace: 💜💜 ILYSM 💜💜 Grace: I get why Nancy moved schools now it's gonna be so annoying Rio: I love you too Rio: well she was really bullied but yeah Rio: fallings out always make it awkward Grace: it's not just Mia, everyone's like OBSESSED Grace: cos Janis finally lost her virginity & we still don't know literally anything about the new boy Grace: there's so many weird rumours Rio: your problem and your answer Rio: people always find new things to talk about soon enough Grace: 🤞🤞🙄🙄 Rio: I'm sure Janis isn't appreciating it very much either Grace: at least nobody's calling her a lesbian anymore Grace: she didn't appreciate that AT ALL Rio: being talked about is shit Rio: that's something we can all relate to Grace: 🤷 I tried to tell her there's way worse things to be called Grace: maybe when she has an ex she'll agree Rio: lies are always the worst, no matter if they're inherently insulting or not Rio: no one should get to dictate who you are Rio: let alone people who have no idea Grace: Yeah, I guess Grace: the truth hurts a lot too tho Grace: sometimes Rio: sometimes Rio: but you can always learn and grow from it Grace: idk hearing that someone thinks about you the way you do should be like this 🙌 yay 🙌 moment but it just never is Grace: it's just like 💔 Rio: when you don't like the truth, as you're seeing it now, it's always gonna hurt to hear it, even if it validates your worldview Rio: truth can be changed, is my point, lies stay lies Grace: okay yeah that makes sense Rio: oh, the kids just woken up from his nap Grace: laters then Rio: yes, I'll get back to you as soon as he replies Rio: 💛 Grace: he's so gonna leave you on read hun Rio: well that's charming Grace: you're literally the only one of us he likes Grace: if he can see my name before he opens it, there's no way Rio: very awkward if he can only muster like at this stage Rio: and give me some credit, not an amateur Grace: EW don't Rio: don't be silly, I'm married to and have kids with him Rio: you're coming over to OUR house, if you are Grace: exactly you're like so OLD! Rio: oh shut up Grace: it's like thinking about mum and dad Grace: so gross Rio: lead with all of this, shall I Rio: not selling yourself here Grace: if you wanna go in with screenshots, maybe pick the ones where I say ILY or something Grace: or send him a selfie of me crying Rio: how soft do you think he is 😏 Grace: duh Grace: boys are easy Rio: hmm Grace: go away 💜 Grace: I have a mum, it's time to be someone else's Rio: 👋 Grace: 💋

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Buster & Rio

Buster: [okay so like he sends whatever prom proposal idea I come up with which can't be a miscommunication cos it'll be like come to prom lol even if just in a letter or whatever we'll see. Boy you better pray Indie or Drew don't see that you extra bitch] Rio: I just got your present Buster: I'll buy you a plane ticket now then, yeah? Rio: You can't Rio: I really wanna go with you but it's a no go getting any more time off work Rio: and it's footie, it's proper hectic lately Buster: Just call in sick for a few days Rio: I've not got sick either, I used it all in that one go Rio: I'm sorry, it's shitty Buster: Fuck's sake Buster: Alright Rio: 🙁 Rio: Wish I could, it'd be fun Rio: so American Buster: Yeah, I wish you could too Buster: I'm gonna have to ask an American now Buster: What do you reckon, the girl who's at the top of her game now or the hot older girl who used to be where she is but now she's at college & back for the weekend, like? Rio: Any older girl who's gonna go to a high school prom that ain't her own reeks of tragedy Rio: you don't wanna relive the glory days, like Buster: Head Cheerleader & principal's daughter it is then Buster: That's easy enough Buster: Cheers babe Rio: May as well live the cliche as hard as you can Buster: Exactly Rio: Enjoy Buster: I already enjoyed her when I first got there Rio: Shut up Buster: At least I know she takes a good picture Buster: Last thing I need is to spend the entire night teaching her anything Rio: Right Buster: They take the asking so seriously, it's ridiculous Buster: I'm gonna have to get her a present now as well Rio: Can probably get this back to you in time Buster: You're alright Buster: It needs to be big & public Buster: That's how they do everything Rio: Fun Buster: That ain't the word Rio: Like I'm gonna feel bad for you? Buster: Like I said, I've done everything I wanted with her already, so you should Rio: Well I don't Rio: ask someone else then Buster: She's the one everyone's asking, it ain't a choice Buster: Besides, there's no cheerleaders left who I haven't also done the same with anyway Rio: You either want that or you want the other Rio: not a problem, either Buster: I never said it was a problem Buster: Just thinking aloud Rio: You said you want sympathy Rio: and I already told you to shut up Rio: so clearly Buster: Nah, I said I deserve it, not the same thing Buster: It's your fault so it's the least you could do Rio: Ha Rio: Now you're really being stupid, huh Buster: You're the one who turned me down, babe Buster: Don't get much stupider than that, like Rio: So that's what this is Rio: show me what I'm missing, like? Rio: I didn't turn YOU down, I have to work, Jesus Buster: What this is, is that you could make it happen if you really wanted to Buster: You don't have to work, not at that job at least, you're doing more than fine with your other one Rio: Yes I do Rio: because I can't tell people about the other job, can I Buster: Well, I can't bring you to my school prom back home, can I? Rio: I know that Buster: Act like it then Buster: Jesus, I just wanted to do one normal thing Rio: Me too Rio: I said I wanted to come Buster: Not enough to actually come though Buster: So forget it Rio: It's called responsibilities Rio: regardless of what I want or don't Rio: there's shit I have to do, don't act like you don't know Buster: Don't talk to me like I don't understand what the word means Buster: I have responsibilities of my own Buster: But I also understand how to prioritise, and yet again, it appears you can't Rio: You don't know Rio: having a job is different Buster: Yeah, it's more people relying on you so you can fulfil the need you have to be needed, above all Rio: You're gonna attack me now, yeah? Buster: If you're gonna act like you couldn't get fired from this job & get another before your parents or whoever else noticed Buster: Don't bullshit me that anyone's sitting you down & going through your finances Rio: You aren't from this world sometimes Rio: if I get fired, it follows me Rio: if I get a rep as unreliable, I can't just get whatever job I want Rio: you want it to be that simple but it ain't Buster: Quit then Buster: You can spin that however you like Rio: I can't just quit my job on your say so Buster: It's what you want, you said so Buster: Unless that's bullshit, obviously Rio: It isn't Rio: that's not a reasonable exchange Rio: there's lots of shit we're bound to want to do Rio: again, I can't just quit things for all of them Buster: If I wanna do something, I do it & when I say we can do anything, I mean it Buster: It's not just words to me Rio: Don't even Buster: You're either on the same level or you're not Rio: Not even close Rio: you've got no clue Buster: If getting one includes you telling me how hard your life is compared to mine again, I'd rather not Rio: You've put enough words into my mouth for one conversation, tah Rio: like I said, you'll get it when you've got a job Buster: Like I already as good as said just then, fuck you Buster: You've been patronising enough for one convo Rio: Well you've been unreasonable and plain rude Buster: Don't fucking tell me I'm unreasonable when all I do is wait around for you to fit me in between all your responsibilities which no, of course I don't have a clue about despite hearing about them all the time Buster: You're actually unbelievable Rio: How dare I talk to you Rio: about my life Rio: if that's what you wanted you should know how to do it by now Buster: No, how dare you act like I don't know or care about your life Buster: Whilst also belittling mine, but whatever that's a whole other convo we probably won't have 'cause I clearly don't wanna talk ever Rio: It's what you said Rio: you're getting mad like I'm plucking this out of thin air when all I'm doing is repeating your words back to you Buster: No, I'm getting mad 'cause you're treating me like a spoilt little bitch Buster: I don't have a job 'cause I study all the hours it's possible to without burning out so I can get the grades I need for the future I want Buster: That's my responsibility Buster: You're not the only one with things to do Rio: I know all that Rio: and I never said I was Rio: because I'm not the one out here telling you to quit all that to do something that I want you to do Rio: because it comes down to the fact that you don't think my shit is worthy enough Rio: that it's not really important so I can drop it all whenever Buster: Don't be stupid Buster: You should drop it 'cause it's not even close to what you want & we both know that Buster: Your job isn't worthy, it's a fucking front Buster: & If you don't start living for yourself instead of every fucker else you're gonna have bigger regrets than not going to prom with me Rio: It's a stepping stone Rio: you don't want to study, you have to Buster: I'm working towards something, you're putting an obstacle in your own way Rio: No, I'm not Buster: Whatever Rio: Exactly Buster: If by exactly you mean, we're done talking about this, then yeah Rio: No, I mean exactly, you don't value what I do Rio: but there's no need to go over it, agreed, you've made yourself clear Buster: Christ sake Buster: My entire point is I value you more than this bullshit you're choosing to prioritise over what you actually want Buster: I didn't realise being selfish once would be the death of you or the end of the fucking world as we know it, like Rio: I already did that Rio: I came to see you Buster: So what, never again? Buster: Cheers for clarifying that Rio: I'm just saying Rio: I've been selfish Rio: plenty Buster: 10 days don't come close to years Rio: How am I explaining that one then Buster: The fact you feel like you have to explain everything is literally the only thing I don't understand Rio: I do Rio: I can't just go Buster: Why not? Buster: Why can't you just ever say you're doing something for yourself, 'cause you want to Rio: Because it's not fair Rio: I'm sure Indie would love to just leave and all but she can't Buster: She's a kid, it's different Buster: When she's old enough I bet she won't look back Rio: Probably but she doesn't have anyone to look after Buster: Neither do you Rio: Well that ain't true Buster: Come on Buster: You know what I mean Rio: I do, but it's not true Buster: The truth is, you've taken on something you shouldn't have had to Buster: & Yeah sometimes I'm mad about it Buster: How are you not? Rio: What's the point? Buster: It's your life Buster: There's literally no other point than that Rio: if being mad changed anything, I'd have done it already Buster: It can Rio: Not with this Buster: 'Cause its gone on too long Buster: Let people help you Rio: Who Rio: who has the time but me Buster: This family is big enough that they could all chip in Rio: Of course they do Rio: I told you Rio: no one can handle her like me Buster: So tell her to calm the fuck down Rio: 😂 Rio: really Buster: Okay no, that wasn't serious Rio: Yeah, you're really being silly now Buster: Yeah well Buster: I just miss you Buster: Sorry, like Rio: I miss you too Rio: even if you were a total prick Buster: Baby Buster: I am sorry Rio: Okay Buster: It's not but I wanna make it Buster: Tell me how I can make it up to you Rio: It doesn't matter Rio: you were just disappointed, yeah Buster: It still matters Rio: I'll get over it Rio: you will too right Buster: You're so frustrating Buster: But yeah Rio: Why am I frustrating Buster: 'Cause you'll argue with me forever but when I wanna fix it you shut up so fast Rio: 'Cos you can't Rio: I still can't come Rio: so Buster: That doesn't mean I can't make you feel better now Buster: What else do you want? Rio: Take back the mean things you said Buster: Alright Rio: Say it then Buster: I take back all the cunty shit I said Rio: Okay Rio: thank you Rio: I didn't mean to be patronizing and whatever else you said so I take that back too Buster: Don't Buster: I thought I'd grown the fuck up over here but I guess not Rio: Come on Rio: you have Buster: You come on Rio: It's just an argument Rio: people always say the worst shit for affect Buster: I know how arguing works Buster: Be a shit lawyer if not Rio: Exactly Rio: you just wanted to win Buster: Yeah Buster: Of course Rio: I really did wanna come Buster: I know Rio: You'll still have a good time Buster: Obviously Buster: Capable of that anywhere at any time Buster: There's graffiti in the girls changing room that attests to what a good time I am, like Rio: 🙄 Rio: Why do you always do that Buster: What? Rio: Tell me about shit you know I don't want to hear Rio: I don't do that to you Buster: What can I say? Force of habit Rio: No Rio: you're a dick Rio: you aren't the only person to ever get laid, you know Buster: Good, 'cause without the competition me & my friends would have nothing to talk about Rio: Well I'm not one of your friends Rio: and you probably don't wanna compare notes Buster: Calm down Rio: No Rio: it's fucking annoying Buster: It's not a big deal Rio: Then stop doing it Rio: easy Buster: Don't tell me what to do Rio: Then don't talk to me Rio: if that's all you've got to say Buster: Fine Buster: I've got loads of shit to do Rio: Alright then Buster: [let's do a time skip lol] Buster: You're right & I'm wrong Buster: Talk to me again Rio: I'm sure but Rio: what about, exactly Buster: Like you said, I'm a dick Buster: I shouldn't have taken it out on you that I have to leave soon Rio: You wanna stay Buster: I don't wanna go back to London Rio: Is it better there Buster: It's different Rio: Yeah Rio: probably 'cos no one knows you Rio: that's always nice Buster: It's not real, none of it feels like it matters Buster: Who I am, what I do Buster: But then there's you & you are & you do Rio: It does matter, you do Rio: there's just Rio: loads of bullshit too Rio: doesn't mean you are Buster: You don't understand, I don't have to try at anything, it's all just easy & cliche Buster: Like a holiday Buster: But shit's still getting done Rio: You're bored Buster: Only boring people get bored Rio: That's bollocks Rio: like, put it on a poster nonsense Rio: You want a challenge, is what I'm saying Buster: That's 'cause I've seen it on a poster here Buster: I obviously don't, do I, 'cause back home is a challenge & I don't wanna be there Buster: It doesn't make sense Rio: A challenge you can still conquer, like Rio: some things are just shit and they always will be Rio: You know you've done everything there and it still is Buster: How do you always get what I mean Buster: I'm chatting shit & you still know Rio: Work in a pub, don't I Rio: nah, you know why Buster: I miss you so fucking much, Rio Rio: I miss you Rio: I'm sorry I'm not there Buster: Yeah, you are wrong about that Buster: I ain't having a good time Rio: Baby Rio: there'll be a good after-party, yeah Buster: & Someone did spike the punch til then so Rio: Of course Rio: did you get to go with that girl then? Buster: Of course Buster: You're the only girl who says no to me Rio: Mhmm 😏 Buster: Why I like you Rio: No it's not Buster: You know when it's a good idea & when it isn't Rio: Well, I'm not an idiot Buster: This girl is Rio: Yeah but that's irrelevant to why you asked her isn't it Buster: But it's bound to be relevant to why she agreed Rio: Are you admitting you're anything but a catch? Buster: Shut up Buster: I mean, she knows I don't do repeats Rio: You asked her to prom Rio: she obviously thinks she's special Buster: Like I said, she's an idiot Rio: Bit harsh Buster: Why are we talking about her? Rio: I don't know Rio: what do you want to talk about Buster: You Rio: What about me Buster: Tell me how you are Rio: You wanna know actually or you want me to make you feel better Buster: Don't lie to me Rio: It was a long shift Rio: and like I said, I've missed you Buster: I'm here now Buster: What can I do? Rio: I don't know Rio: because I want to ask something I know I can't Rio: I feel like an idiot Buster: There's nothing you can't ask me Rio: I can't tell you what to do Rio: and that's right Rio: but I really don't want you to sleep with anyone else Rio: tonight Rio: it should've been me and it just makes me feel Rio: sick Buster: I haven't been with anyone else since I kicked that girl out Buster: I only want you, you know that Rio: Really Buster: I told you that I was over it then, that I wanted to be different Buster: Was gonna be Rio: Yeah Rio: I remember Rio: it's not like I didn't believe you or anything Rio: it's just a long time Buster: & I'm a slut, yeah, it's alright you can say it Rio: I would've been nicer about it Rio: it's a habit, after a point Buster: It is & I broke it Rio: I'm impressed Rio: but more genuine than that sounds Buster: 😏 Buster: I'm genuinely impressive, again, you can say it Rio: Alright, maybe I'll say that one Rio: again, nicer, if you're lucky Buster: I feel lucky so go ahead Buster: Make my night Rio: Buster Rio: you're incredible Buster: I can't wait to make you say that to me again Buster: Like you really mean it Rio: I do mean it Rio: but I could always mean it more Buster: I know you could Rio: Have you posted? Rio: I wanna see what you look like but I didn't wanna look Buster: [sends her loads of selfies because you don't need to see his date that's not a mood] Rio: You're so handsome Rio: fuck sake Rio: 😍 Buster: Show me what you're wearing then Rio: nothing like a prom dress Buster: Still Buster: I wanna see you Rio: [selfies in whatever look she was rocking for work] Buster: You went to work like that? Rio: Yeah? Buster: No wonder it's busy Buster: You look so fucking good, I'd get on a plane just to be there & order a drink Buster: Jesus Rio: You're so Rio: nice ain't the word Buster: You're so Buster: Hot ain't the word Rio: You're making me feel weak again Buster: You better lie down then, babe Rio: You better lie me down, boy Buster: I'll lie you on this table Rio: Then what Buster: Then we'll show my date & everyone else here who I'm really with Rio: Shit Rio: why am I not there Buster: 'Cause you're a good person Buster: Who cares about more important shit than high school dances Buster: & Like you said, who goes to a prom at a school that ain't theirs Rio: that don't mean that I don't care about you Rio: or it's a stupid thing to care about Buster: I don't care about it, I only cared about going together Buster: I used to want to do the whole asking you out on a date thing when we were kids Rio: I care about that too, you know Rio: If we could just be normal Rio: we'd be good together Buster: We are good together Rio: Yeah Rio: but we'd be allowed Buster: Nobody can or is gonna stop me Buster: You're mine Rio: I am Rio: nothing's changed that Buster: Nothing will Rio: No Buster: I'm gonna come & see you as soon as I get back Buster: Nance can be my excuse Rio: You will probably have to speak to her to make that believeable Rio: but if you can handle that Buster: Nah, I'll say that's what I'm going there to do face to face, if my parents bother to ask me, I don't actually have to Rio: The longer you leave that, the less you'll know what to say, like Rio: but I wanna see you Rio: so do come, regardless Buster: There's nothing for me & her to say to each other Buster: I'm showing up for you Rio: or so much you don't know where to start Buster: Stop Rio: Okay Rio: we don't need to talk about that Buster: Like I said, there's nothing to talk about Buster: What's done is done Rio: Okay Rio: then come see me Buster: I intend to Rio: Good Rio: and everyone else will be at school so we'll have all the time for us Buster: Before I have to be again too anyway Rio: Yeah Rio: we can make the most Buster: I'll prop up the bar & double your tips Rio: You already got me a gift I didn't earn Buster: Are you admitting you're anything but a catch 'cause I wouldn't? Rio: I'm just saying Rio: you don't have to spoil me Buster: I haven't yet Buster: You'll know when I do Rio: Baby Buster: Did you like your presents, you never said? Rio: A lot Rio: you know Rio: you have good taste Buster: You have a good body Buster: It makes it easy Rio: 😚 Rio: Don't go to the gym as much as you but I try Buster: This summer you won't need to Buster: You're welcome in advance Rio: I'm not thanking you in advance Rio: gotta earn it Buster: You'll thank me whenever I want, I ain't forgotten how to make you Rio: 😳 Buster: Well, I made it through the chaperoned bullshit. Now the night really starts Buster: My date's mum was here, imagine mine agreeing to that 😂 Rio: And her dad, presumably Rio: that's wholesome Buster: I was tempted to fuck her purely for the audience but Rio: 🙄 Buster: You would too if you were this bored Rio: I wouldn't tell you about it Rio: how many times, boy 😏 Buster: Behave, I've already broken one habit for you Rio: I know what you're doing Rio: it's never been subtle, like Buster: What do you reckon I'm doing? Buster: Other than making my way to the after party, like Rio: You want me to be jealous Buster: No, I just want you Buster: It's been ages since you were here Rio: You struggling? Rio: Poor baby Buster: I don't struggle Rio: Nah? Buster: Did you forget who you're chatting to? Rio: I struggle Rio: loads Buster: Yeah? Rio: Every day Buster: How do you overcome it? Rio: I'll show you some time Buster: Why not now? Rio: 'cos your nights about to start Buster: It can start with you Rio: I don't think so Rio: I end things Buster: Prove it Buster: End me Rio: Fine Rio: [putting the outfit on to take it off vibes, a photoshoot] Buster: Oh Buster: Fuck Rio: May as well, yeah? Rio: not gonna let it go to waste Buster: You say that but if I was there, I'd ruin it Rio: That's never a waste Rio: I wanna be ruined too Buster: Fine but say thank you for whatever you want me to take off Buster: Manners are important to you, I know Rio: You're important to me Rio: and I wanna make you happy Rio: but these shoes Rio: I wanna keep them on Rio: so thank you for the dress Buster: I know why but you're still gonna have to stretch up for me, baby Rio: I'd rather bend down for you but if that's what you wanna see Buster: You can do both, we have time Rio: I can do so much more than that Buster: I'm well aware of what you're capable of Rio: [dress on the floor pic] Buster: I thought it couldn't look better than it did on you Rio: You should see the lingerie Buster: Show me Rio: Manners are important to me Buster: You don't need to thank me first we can just pull 'em to the side, it's alright Rio: Daddy Buster: Baby Rio: I've got the other present you bought me here too Rio: this is how you want me, or should I take the bra off? Buster: See, I told you the night's just starting Buster: Take it off, I want you to be comfortable Rio: then thank you for the bra Rio: and maybe Rio: but end it with me too Rio: okay Buster: Of course Buster: I wanna end every night with you Rio: I'm not getting you hard for any other bitch Buster: It's for you Rio: [Pic] Rio: I'm for you Rio: and I'm ready Buster: If you could hear the noise I just made, ready wouldn't be the word Rio: I'll get you to recreate it for me later Rio: where are you, are you there yet? Buster: Yeah, just got here Buster: I'm just taking a moment in the car alone before I go in Buster: Thanks to you Rio: I'm not gonna say sorry for wanting you for myself Rio: even just for a second Buster: Don't ever be sorry Buster: I'm yours for as long as you want Rio: Forever Rio: but you should have some fun tonight Rio: only fair Buster: I am Buster: More than fun Rio: I wanna have fun too Rio: tell me I can Buster: Do it Buster: I want you to have as much fun as you can Rio: Would you start slow Rio: or can I go hard already Buster: I couldn't go slow right now if I wanted to Rio: Thank God Rio: me either Rio: but I'm still trying to be 😇 Buster: You're so good Rio: Oh God Rio: You feel so good Buster: But I'm being so bad Buster: Anyone could come looking for me any second Rio: I think you wanna be caught Rio: almost as much as you want me right now Buster: I don't have a problem with anyone knowing how much I want you right now Rio: If how loud I'm being is anything to go by Rio: me either Buster: Where are you? Rio: I sorted out the balcony Rio: it's a nice night Buster: Have you said my name yet? Rio: I will Rio: I have to stop myself the rest of the time Rio: just in case anyone hears Rio: but should be safe and I really miss it Buster: That's the best thing about being here, I can say your name as often as I want Rio: You can't just say that and, fuck Rio: why couldn't either of us have a common name Rio: thanks, parents Buster: I just did & I am saying it 'cause I can't stop Buster: I don't know how I will when I have to but at least we can thank my parents for never being home Buster: That'll make it easier Rio: And you can come here, when they're both out Rio: it's not totally disgusting now, promise Buster: I'd come over even if it was Buster: I'd go anywhere for you Rio: See, you've definitely changed Rio: definitely would've called it ghetto or something not that long ago Buster: I can't spend all this time with you & not learn any manners Buster: I'm too smart Rio: 😂 Rio: You're too cute, is what you are Buster: You're too perfect is what you are Buster: It's no wonder I've fallen for you Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: How drunk are you, babe? Buster: What kind of question is that? Rio: I'm just wondering how spiked the punch was Buster: I didn't spike it with brandy, like Buster: I'm fine Rio: Okay Rio: just checking Buster: You don't need to worry about me Buster: Just be here with me Rio: I'm here Rio: I'm totally yours Buster: Good Rio: I can't get over how good you look tonight Buster: [sends more pics] Rio: You're going to send me over the edge Buster: [even more pics] Buster: Go over for me Rio: How do you do this to me Rio: how can you have me like this from so far away Buster: 'Cause I love you Rio: Shit Buster: Don't you love me? Rio: No, it isn't that Buster: Tell me then Buster: Say you do Rio: We've never said this before Rio: you know Buster: Do you need to hear it again? Buster: I'm in love with you Rio: I love you Rio: please don't just be saying this Buster: Please just listen to me Rio: It was just unexpected Rio: but I'm listening, okay Buster: You think it's not unexpected for me? Rio: I don't know what I think really but no Rio: of course Buster: What you think is I'm off my face & chatting shit, yeah? Rio: No Rio: didn't say that Buster: You didn't have to Rio: I didn't say it so don't act like I did Buster: I told you how I feel so don't act like I don't mean it Rio: I'm not Buster: Okay Rio: Believe me that I believe you, yeah Buster: I want to, so yeah Rio: I'm not that bitch Buster: I know who you are Rio: Don't make it sound so threatening Buster: 😂 Rio: Well, it's a good thing the neighbours already hate this household Buster: We can always make 'em hate you more Rio: Yeah? Buster: Yeah Rio: How's the party? Buster: Standard Rio: Shame Rio: want the full teen drama cliches of some girl saving her v and then having a prom night baby Buster: Apparently fucking on prom night is myth Buster: So this lot all reckon Buster: Maybe they're just sluts like me though Rio: Rude Rio: could've left my illusions unshattered Buster: Behave, you're already living the dream Rio: 😏 Rio: American nightmare more appealing than actual problems though, obviously Buster: If you were here what cliche would you want? Rio: Entire football team, obviously Rio: #slaglife Buster: Don't Rio: Just a joke Buster: I hate it on so many levels Rio: I won't put it in my routine, like Rio: I don't know though, I can't imagine myself there Buster: You were though Rio: Yeah but properly Rio: I couldn't even do normal school and no one expects you to give a shit, really Rio: the idea of a pep rally and me is just Buster: You could but you didn't want to, firstly Buster: Secondly, I'm not properly here Rio: More properly than I could Rio: or most people, like Buster: The only place I properly am is with you Buster: That's the me that's closest to whatever the fuck I wanna be Rio: Good Rio: 'cos I like him Rio: and being with you Buster: I'm a headfuck, I know, but you're so important Rio: Who isn't Rio: I get you better than I get anyone else Buster: It's the only thing that's ever scared me, like actually Rio: Me knowing you? Buster: Yeah Rio: I didn't mean to Rio: but being scared doesn't have to be a bad thing Rio: you know Buster: It does. It is Rio: Why? Buster: It gets in the way of shit Buster: We'd have been here sooner if I wasn't Rio: Yeah but we might not have been ready Rio: you couldn't kiss, for starters Buster: Fuck off Rio: Couldn't resist but I actually mean it though Rio: we might've messed it all up Rio: who knows Buster: We already did that, loads of times Rio: but beyond repair Buster: There's no such thing Buster: Unless one of us died tragically young Rio: Well that's morbid Rio: you aren't killing me off to fuel your story, thanks Buster: The point is, there's always chances & choices Rio: Yeah, so we missed some then Rio: there's plenty more if we want them Buster: I want all of them Buster: Everything with you Rio: then they're yours Rio: ours Buster: I really fucking love you Rio: I love you Buster Rio: it's crazy saying that Rio: even if it's just typing Buster: Tell me I can come back now, there's only 3 days of school left here Rio 1. Can you afford to? 2. How much trouble will you be in with your school/parents? Buster: It's the perfect idea 'cause everyone here will think I've gone back home & everyone back home will think I'm still here like I'm supposed to be Buster: We can be together until I actually have to be back Rio: Okay, it does sound like it so what's the catch Rio: we don't get to just be together Buster: If anyone sees me in Dublin I'll be in loads of shit but just keep me out of sight Rio: Easily done Rio: Come back Buster: It's a week, we can do that, yeah? Buster: Nobody'll find out Rio: We've done longer Rio: I'll get a hotel for you this time Rio: I'd say stay 'cos Indie wouldn't tell but there's only 2 rooms so not gonna work Buster: & There's no way I could be quiet when I miss you this much Rio: Good point Rio: I forgot about that, she's out most the time I'm in but you know Rio: hotel, definitely Buster: I'm gonna go pack my shit up then Buster: That'll take a while Rio: another good point Rio: can we do this? Buster: We can do anything, babe Rio: Yeah Rio: I want you with me so bad Buster: I wanna be with you more than anything Buster: Just give me a few hours to pack & then I'll head to the airport before this party's even got good never mind finished Buster: They'll be going til morning & I'll be on my way by then Rio: I'm not gonna forget this, you know Rio: I'm gonna spoil you Buster: I'm not gonna stop you Rio: Priorities Rio: I'm gonna try harder Rio: okay Buster: I'll hold you to it, once I'm done holding you, like Rio: Do Rio: on both counts Buster: You're cute Buster: Really cute Rio: Cute like you wanna friendzone me now or cute like you wanna come here and fuck my brains out for a whole week Buster: There you go again asking a question that you know the answer to Buster: Cute like I'm doing lines so I can pack faster so I can get there ASAP Rio: There you go acting like you don't know I like to hear you Rio: remember you are gonna have to get through airport security in a bit, like 😂 Buster: It'll still be hours Buster: It's fine Rio: Good Rio: that's a cockblock too far Buster: I wouldn't let that happen Buster: I'm too determined to break another hotel bed Rio: 😏 Rio: We gotta Rio: be letting ourselves down otherwise Buster: & I promised not to let you down again ever, didn't I? Rio: I get it, you know what you're saying Rio: no need to show off Buster: There's every need 'cause you're so into how impressive I am Rio: You don't need to try, babe Buster: 'Course I don't but with you I like trying new things Rio: 😍🤤 Rio: be more perfect, honestly Buster: I'll try Buster: See, I told you Rio: You're such an adorable baby Buster: Right now I'm a jealous one, there's a couple making out literally next to where I'm standing waiting for my cab Buster: I want you like that Rio: Get a room, lads Rio: so soon Buster: I'd pull you so much closer than they are Rio: Obviously Rio: we're better Rio: and hotter Buster: This would be such a good wall to have you up against Buster: The light would basically display every inch of you Rio: Just to you or the whole party Buster: Just to me Rio: Always down for a private show Buster: That's why you're my favourite Rio: Fucking better be Rio: cheek Buster: You are, baby Rio: I'm your only baby, right Buster: Yeah Buster: I've only ever called other girls by their names Rio: Good Rio: you can always say my name too though Rio: well, when we can Buster: I'll say it for you all week Buster: As much as you want Rio: Oh you'll be saying my name, trust me Rio: make sure of that Buster: I've never said anyone's name as much as I wanna say yours Buster: Or how Rio: No girl has ever fucked you like me Buster: True Buster: I don't need to tell you what to do, I just like to Rio: you like how much I like it Buster: Yeah Rio: what else do you like Rio: how much can we fit into a week Buster: How much do you have to work & how long are your breaks when you do? Rio: it's getting really quiet in the weeks, it's actually annoying, sometimes they don't need me at all 'til fridays Rio: so if I do work much before the weekend, it'll likely be dead enough I can fit loads of 'breaks' in Buster: Nobody I know is a regular are they? I'll just get shit done from there for however long your shift is Rio: highly doubt it Rio: too sketchy a crowd Buster: Sketchy like I need to beat the shit out of them? Rio: Daddy, first of all Rio: but nah, I can handle them Rio: just not really your people Rio: plus everyone is easy over 35, even the after-work crowd Buster: I'll save it for your ex when I pay him a visit then, more worthwhile anyways Rio: Ugh, forget about him Rio: I'm not sharing Buster: You won't have to, it won't take long Buster: You'll be busy making me a drink for when I get back Rio: Stop making it hot, I don't want you to see him ever Rio: he's so Rio: it's embarrassing Buster: I don't want him to see you again ever or talk to you or think about you Buster: That's more important Rio: That'd be nice Rio: he might show up Buster: Let me make sure you're safe, okay? Buster: Please Rio: Okay Buster: Are you sure? I want your actual permission Rio: If he shows up, yeah Rio: I don't want you to go find him Rio: he'll just think I care Rio: he's fucked like that, and I don't care Buster: Okay Buster: I promise then Rio: I care about you so much Buster: Good 'cause other than my future, which you're a part of anyway, you're the only thing I care about Rio: I am Buster: Is that a question or are you agreeing with me that you're the only thing worth giving a shit toward? Rio: I was asking Rio: but that's the best thing you've ever said to me Buster: It shouldn't be a surprise to you, I only bother about things that matter & you matter more than anyone I've ever met Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: I just want you home Buster: Soon, my baby Rio: Are you trying to make me wake everyone up? Rio: oh my god Buster: No, but if you do they'll be the only ones mad about it Rio: I feel like such a mess without you Rio: everything is better when you're here Buster: You're not though Buster: You're holding everything together Buster: Including me sometimes Buster: But that's a secret, 'cause McKenna's don't fall apart Rio: It's all our secret, baby Rio: no one knows Buster: I'm gonna enjoy leaving so many bruises on you this week that everyone can see, all the same 😈 Rio: I want it to be as obvious as we can get away with Rio: that's what makes it so hot Rio: they'll know I'm someones, just not who's Buster: & I'll know you're mine Buster: We have to record everything for when I leave Buster: Take so many pics too, like Rio: Exactly, and I'll feel that I'm yours Rio: we can use the new camera I got Rio: almost like being there Buster: It's only a month but in Chelsea that'll feel like 7 Buster: & I get so horny now that I'm just yours, your sympathy is optional though 'cause I'm not sorry that I am Rio: being horny is better than being bored Rio: or disappointed Rio: I always have time to play with you Rio: and I also always have at least 2 days off a week, standard, so Rio: even if they're weekdays, I could still come see you Buster: I'd rather not be fucked by you than go with any of them again, you know that Rio: you want me to love you more 😍 Buster: Yes Buster: I want you to love me more than you're ever loved any of the others Buster: & I wanna love you more than any of them did Rio: That's already happened Buster: Well, then I wanna keep it like that Buster: Keep you Rio: Please Buster: Don't say that, this cab is stuck in traffic & I need you so bad it actually hurts Rio: but I wanna be yours forever, daddy Buster: Fuck Rio: tell me how to be your girl forever Buster: Come & sit on my lap right now Rio: I like how you feel underneath me Buster: You'd love this Buster: How close I already am 'cause of you Rio: Do I even have time to get you out of your pants Rio: or is all it's gonna take me grinding my wet pussy on you like this Buster: I wish you could hear the answer I just gave you Buster: The driver definitely did Rio: Lucky Rio: I hope you're not sick of people telling you how sexy your accent is Rio: I thought it first Buster: Sick of them but never you Rio: Good, 'cos whilst I'm on your lap, you should tell me how much you've missed me Buster: Do you want me to whisper it in your ear or let this cabby know as well? Rio: Hmm Rio: he can know our secret, long as you tell him what a good girl I am too Rio: might not catch it in the mirror Buster: Of course Buster: I'll tell him you're an angel Rio: I won't tell him how 😈 you're being but he might guess Buster: He will Buster: So will all the other cars stalled in this traffic Rio: Now I need to be there Rio: traffic is only fun if you've got me there to give you road head Buster: Please be here Buster: I'm so Buster: Desperate for you Rio: I can feel it Rio: I could make you cum, get you hard and make you cum again before this car moved Rio: I know it Buster: Baby Rio: Yes, daddy? Buster: Do it Buster: Don't tease me, it's not nice Rio: You're right Rio: make me sorry later Rio: I've got important work to do right now Buster: Be sorry, don't make me have to make you Buster: Again, not very polite Rio: I don't know where my manners have gone Rio: it's gonna work in your favour when I meet you at the airport and we recreate this properly in the ride back though Rio: good girls do not behave like that, that's for sure Buster: Mine does Rio: Oh Rio: I fucking love you Buster: You can't say that to me right now Buster: I just Rio: You want me to make you cum Rio: I know how that is getting you Buster: I'm so loud he's gonna throw me out Buster: Jesus Rio: You look so beautiful when you cum Rio: I'll never forget the first time I saw, I couldn't take my eyes off you Buster: How could I feel anything but beautiful if I'm inside you Rio: I'm gonna make sure you feel like that always Buster: Forever, yeah? 'Cause you're always gonna love me too Rio: I've loved your forever Rio: and I'm not gonna stop Buster: Don't Buster: Oh my god Buster: Don't stop ever Rio: Never Rio: I need you, I want you, for everything, for always Buster: I've never felt like before & I never will again Buster: It's only yours Buster: For you, the happiest I've ever been Rio: Then you have to stay Rio: be mine, be happy Buster: I am Rio: You deserve this Rio: and more Rio: everything Buster: Give it to me, nobody else can Rio: You can have everything I have Rio: you know that Rio: I mean it, I'm yours Buster: Rio Rio: Buster Buster: You've made me such a mess Rio: Literal like IOU a clean-up and the fine or metaphorical Buster: Literally, like I haven't cum so much since you were here Buster: In the other sense, it's the opposite, obviously Rio: [adorable smug face selfie] Rio: can't have you changing your mind 'cos packing is the worst, like Buster: [a 😳 & we know why selfie back] Buster: I won't change my mind Buster: I love you Rio: See Rio: so fucking beautiful Buster: You are, yeah, keep telling yourself though Rio: You're silly Buster: [silly selfie cos he is] Rio: 😍 Rio: Mine Buster: Cab's moving again Buster: If we needed any more proof you're a goddess Rio: 🙌 Rio: Don't worry, I like you, so I'll only use my powers for good Buster: If you wanna be bad sometimes, I won't be that upset about it Rio: Keep that in mind Rio: do have a week, after-all Buster: 😈 Rio: You're really coming Buster: I really am Buster: So soon Rio: It's so weird Rio: how it feels like it's been forever this time Buster: I miss you too, babe Rio: You do now Buster: Behave, I did anyway Rio: Promise Buster: I swear to you Buster: On whatever you want me to Rio: swear on me Rio: 'cos I'm so important, like Buster: Alright, I do Rio: I believe you Buster: Good, 'cause I mean it Buster: & It's believable how important you are Rio: to you Rio: that's all I care about Buster: To everyone, but especially to me Buster: You are mine Rio: That never stops feeling good Rio: when you say that Buster: Tell me if it ever does, yeah? Rio: 'Course Rio: but it won't Buster: Time to pack Buster: Just gonna make coffee & risk the heart attack, like Rio: 😒 Don't play and don't die, thanks Buster: I'm a god too, don't forget. Immortal essentially Rio: Do you have to test that theory out when I'm not there to perform CPR though 😏 Buster: 😇 Promise Rio: Yeah that I'm only believing when I see it Rio: soz Buster: Well, you won't have to wait very long to see me so Rio: I know Rio: it's been way too long since I touched you Buster: I could've just touched you & I'd still want to Buster: Again & again, you know Buster: I can't get enough of all the ways you react to me Rio: I know the feeling Rio: it's all like new with you Rio: most lads are total carbon copies in bed Rio: even when you're good Rio: like sticking to a script, you know Buster: It's no different with girls, they've all watched the same porn, had the same chats with their friends, read the same advice Rio: Yeah Rio: been the thirdwheel to that mess too Rio: it's so boring Buster: I was frustrated in every sense of the word before you Rio: I know Rio: not that you ain't worth risking it all but it was lucky it was pretty obvious Buster: To you 'cause you were looking for it Rio: Hmm Rio: I'm not sure about that Buster: I am Rio: I'm fine taking knowing when people need to get laid as a special skill, like Buster: It's a decent skill to have Rio: I'd say it helps with the job but just take that as given, really Rio: no playing hard to get with it Buster: I mean, you could Buster: Some people are really into that Rio: I can Rio: they can't Rio: that's the beauty of it Buster: You're the beauty of it, but point taken Buster: The point I was trying to make is that me & you are the same Rio: Yeah? Buster: You weren't any happier than I was before this, you just care more about hiding that than I do Rio: True Rio: I don't know when it happened Rio: do you Rio: being, I don't have the word Rio: not happy but that doesn't equal sad, exactly Buster: It's never one thing you can pinpoint, I don't think Buster: Like, oh my brother died or oh we moved from Cambs or whatever, that's a cop out Rio: Yeah Rio: it's everything Rio: it all adds up and you're left with whatever at the end Buster: Exactly Buster: I also love that you brought it around to maths Rio: 😂 Barely Buster: Shh it's hot how smart you are Rio: Such a nerd Buster: You're a nerd & like I said, I'm into it Buster: It's such a wasted opportunity that we never got to study together Rio: That's a cliche I could've got behind Rio: I'll just help you Buster: Put your massage skills to good use, babe Rio: That went from wanting me for my brain real quick, you fake 😉 Rio: not that mad Buster: Smart as you are, I don't reckon I trust you to write all the essays I get assigned about problematic dead white men, like Rio: 'Bout the only way I wanna blow your professors' minds, I'm sure 🤢 Buster: Don't make me think about you blowing any of my professors Rio: Not a mood Rio: 100% I could find them on seeking arrangements though Buster: Definitely Buster: Not all, loads of them 100% prefer boys but a fair few Rio: 😒 typical Rio: such a boy's club Buster: We only have 2 teachers that aren't & they are both really old Buster: Not a mood either, if I wanted to live that cliche Rio: I think that's lowkey illegal Rio: I'm calling HR Buster: They only started letting female pupils in when they were forced, I don't reckon they care Rio: It's so archaic Rio: sure wherever you end up working will be the same though Rio: they give you the 'if you're gonna sexually harrass the one woman lawyer, be subtle about it or she'll sue' seminars anyway Buster: Yeah 'cause if I can't bend my colleagues over a desk what will I possibly find to do all day, actual work? Buster: Christ no Rio: Good coke, I reckon Rio: it's a living Buster: That goes without saying Buster: I already don't sleep & I ain't even got a job yet Rio: You will when you're here Buster: I'll just watch you, like that creepy stereotype Rio: It's not creepy Rio: just inadvisable Buster: Is that an admittance of guilt, babe? Rio: I don't know what you're talking about Rio: can't prove anything Buster: I bet you stroked my hair & everything Rio: I hate you so much Buster: You love me so much Rio: Shut up, you're mean Buster: Come on Rio: What Buster: You know there's not a single second I don't wanna look at you Buster: You just said it first Rio: Yeah Rio: 1-1 then Buster: Oh you're keeping score now, yeah? Rio: Maybe Rio: but I've not worked out what's a win and what's a loss so Buster: More maths, I approve Buster: There are no losses though, we both just keep winning Rio: Perv 😏 Rio: that sounds good to me though Rio: deal Buster: How do you wanna seal that deal, baby? Rio: We should go out Rio: there's loads of places we can go that no one we know should be Buster: Alright then Rio: Not soon as you arrive, obviously Rio: priorities Buster: Dressed to impress in my tuxe, like 👑 Rio: Impress ain't the word Rio: 😍 Buster: We just got married & we need free champagne immediately Buster: It's a good scam Rio: Do you think we look old enough Buster: If they let us in, they'd have to believe we are Rio: Fair Rio: Free champagne is always a yes so why not Buster: What do you have that's white? Rio: Rude to imply I ain't 😇 enough Rio: sure I can cobble something together Buster: If I'm implying anything it's that I need pics of every option before we decide Rio: um it's bad luck Rio: don't you know anything Buster: We don't have bad luck Buster: But fine, you can surprise me Rio: Trust my judgment Rio: also trust I ain't gonna let you upstage me like that Buster: I trust you utterly Rio: Fuck me Buster: I'm in the midst of packing but if you say please Rio: I'll be good then Rio: but that got me Buster: You already know I trust you, I've told you before Rio: I'm not gonna let you down then Rio: I can't Buster: You never have Rio: Well Buster: Trust yourself as much as I trust you Rio: Let's just say I won't again Rio: yeah Buster: Yeah Rio: Clean slate Buster: Another one or a continuation of the one we agreed to the night I stopped fucking uninteresting American girls? Rio: if that one had a clause about all previous sins as well, should work fine Rio: not fucked any of your friends since or similar, obviously Buster: Me either, obviously Buster: If any of them flew over to the US that's a coincidence, like Rio: Idiot 🙄 Buster: Be nice to me Rio: I'm always nice Buster: Come & help me pack Rio: You'd have to do a lot to make doing that flight x2 in a go appealing Buster: It's not my fault that I need you on this case to make it shut & to make you cum Rio: okay I'm coming Buster: It really doesn't wanna close, we're really gonna have to force it, babe Rio: You know I can take it Rio: go as hard as you can, don't hold back Buster: I'll break this zip before I break you Rio: Come on baby Rio: I believe in you Buster: Say it again Rio: You can do it Rio: I believe in you Buster: You better 'cause I have another one to do after this Rio: I didn't imagine you'd packed light, babe Buster: I've been here for months Rio: I know Rio: not saying I could do better Buster: You could 'cause you could wear anything & look hot as fuck Buster: You just are Rio: so are you Rio: you just like to dress up, you don't need to Buster: All these clothes on my floor are reminding me of you Buster: It's so distracting Rio: You've gotta focus, babe Rio: how can I come see you when you're back in school if you can't concentrate, even when I'm being my most distracting Buster: You know better than to underestimate me Rio: I'm just saying Rio: you've not seen distracting yet Buster: I've seen you, everything you do distracts me, but I'm still here doing what needs to get done Buster: It's just that right now I feel like that includes you Rio: You know that includes me Rio: I was just trying to be good Buster: I wanna make you feel as good as you're trying to be Rio: Please Buster: Get on the floor with me Rio: Okay Rio: [selfie evidence] Buster: You're such a good girl Buster: Don't deny yourself anything Buster: You deserve everything you want, any time Rio: Including you Buster: So how do you want me? Rio: It's wrong me being on the floor and NOT on my knees Rio: you can hit it so deep from behind Buster: Hurry up then Rio: [pic] Rio: Your turn Buster: [video cos has to be more extra obvs] Rio: You're so hard Rio: how long have you been thinking about me Buster: I'm always thinking about you Rio: I get it, I'm always ready for you too Rio: but I'm over ready right now Buster: My poor baby Buster: This is why you need to tell me & stop trying to be such an angel all the time Rio: I know you're so busy sorting everything out to come see me but I need you now Rio: I'm clingy Buster: I'm never gonna be too busy for you, I don't care what else I'm doing, you come first for me Buster: I'm gonna go so slow to prove it to you, really let you feel it Rio: Oh shit, daddy Rio: Please play with me whilst you fuck me, I need you everywhere Buster: I'll use my tongue first until you're sure we're not in any rush 'cause you obviously need to be reminded how special you are Rio: You know I'm gonna cum all over your face Rio: I'm too close Buster: I want it, I love the taste of you Rio: I swear I can feel your tongue Rio: don't stop talking baby Buster: You're so wet, everyone's gonna hear us Buster: Say my name for them so they know how much you love me Rio: we've been going for hours, there isn't anyone left on this street who doesn't know your name Rio: or how good you are Buster: If there are, they'll know after this Buster: 'Cause you can feel my fingers too, can't you? & my lips. I'm giving you everything that you need Rio: Yes, you're everything Rio: you know just how I like it Buster: I swear I can hear you showing me exactly how much you like it Rio: I'm beingso loud it's a problem Rio: I can't stop Buster: Be louder Rio: Fingerfuck me harder Rio: please please please Buster: Since you asked that politely Buster: Is that better, baby? Rio: I'm gonna have to move after this Rio: fucking hell this is so good, Buster Buster: You're not allowed to move Buster: This is what you said you wanted, remember? Rio: Yes, pin me down Rio: let them hear it Rio: see Buster: I'll flip you over if I want to, but not yet Rio: You're in control, baby Rio: I'm out of it so you've gotta Buster: You're totally losing yours but it's okay Rio: You like me like this Rio: messy baby Buster: I love you every way there is Rio: You love me Buster: I fucking love you, Rio Rio: I love you so much Rio: no one's ever loved anyone this much or this hard Buster: I know Buster: There's no one else like me Buster: Or you, that's why you're mine now Rio: Forever Buster: Longer than that Rio: Keep me Rio: I'll only ever be yours Buster: I'll keep you safe & keep you with me Buster: Keep you happy Buster: Keep on loving you Rio: You're the best daddy in the whole world Buster: Cum for me then Rio: It's going to be so much Rio: I feel so full Rio: use how wet I am Rio: I need my other hole filled too Buster: Whatever my baby wants Rio: I'm in love with you Rio: damn Buster: Be in love with me, that's all I want Rio: Then you've got it Buster: Fuck, you're just so perfect Rio: You make me really happy Buster: Good Buster: You deserve that more than anything else Rio: I can't believe this is happening Rio: still Buster: Believe it Buster: You are a dream come true but it's not that Rio: It is crazy though Rio: not that long ago we 'hated' each other Buster: But I never actually hated you Buster: I've felt like this for so long Rio: I don't know how I ever acted like I hated you Rio: not that I was amazing at it but you know Rio: we tried for too long Buster: You've probably forgotten 'cause it was so long ago but you got your dad to drive me home & you stayed. I don't remember much more than that 'cause I was properly wasted as per for a fam function but you gave a shit about me, I knew that then & it was just so Buster: I don't know, I'd never felt it Buster: My parents weren't leaving out glasses of water for me to wake up to, like Buster: It should've just always been like that Rio: No, I remember Rio: you were just so Rio: I don't know, like a kid again, you know Rio: you needed someone to Buster: We were kids, even if you did have that boyfriend you invited Rio: Don't remind me Rio: guess we were kids, still Rio: there always seems like a before and an after somehow Buster: I just think that maybe I could have been in love with you then, if I let myself Buster: Left out so much bullshit Rio: It's a lot to let in though Rio: we both know the risks, actually risks Buster: Yeah Rio: Who knows Rio: if we could handle that on top of everything else we had to Buster: I can obviously handle anything, how dare you Buster: But seriously, it was & is a lot Buster: I knew that as a actual kid being dared to kiss you Rio: 'Course, babe Rio: Pandora's box, yeah Rio: or whatever Buster: I was never a bad kisser or a little cunt, I just had to slam it shut Buster: End of story Buster: 😂 Rio: 😏 Stick to it Rio: who's here to disagree but me and I'm not dying to start up the old argument Buster: I really must have worn you out if you don't wanna fight Rio: The neighbours are glad to hear it Rio: or stop hearing it, like Buster: Fine by me, I can't let you lose your voice before I get there Rio: I don't think I'd have known what to do if you were nice to me anyway Rio: you think I'm bad now, like Buster: Baby Rio: Not just you Buster: I'm just gonna have to extra nice to you from now on then, yeah? Buster: Easy Rio: Hm? Buster: We've got so much time to make up Buster: So much bullshit to make better Rio: But plenty of time to do it in Rio: right Buster: Longer than forever is what I reckon I said Rio: Is that permission to hold you to EVERYTHING you say when we're fucking then? 😏 Buster: It's when I'm the most honest Rio: I believe it Rio: drunk you is probably a close 2nd, but you also chat a lot of shit then so Buster: It's why loads of girls hate me & equally loads of 'em desperately want me to call 'em again Buster: Well, I'm running on coke, coffee & champagne, not necessarily in that order so let's assume I'm the most truthful I've ever been then Buster: Not to mention whatever was in that fucking punch, like Rio: Veritaserum Rio: I should ask you about all your deep, dark secrets now then, yeah? Buster: Yeah Rio: Hmm Rio: let me think Buster: Sure, I'll finish packing Rio: How rude Rio: I'm not that slow Buster: Not what I meant Buster: But you'd be stupid to blurt out a bullshit question when you can ask me anything Rio: That's the problem Rio: too wide a net Rio: too many potential minefields Buster: Take your time then Rio: Nah, fuck it Rio: if I'm to the point, you can only get so mad Rio: Why do you only do it with the same girl once Rio: what's that all about Buster: Isn't it obvious? Buster: I leave them wanting more & only have to remember their name for however long they last Rio: Don't you ever want to go over it again though Rio: they can't all be that bad Buster: Why would I? I was impressive & they were whatever adjective they were Rio: Hmm Rio: I guess I see it Buster: You said it yourself, even when it's good it's not that good Rio: Yeah, it's just different from how I went about it, for lots of reasons, obvs Buster: You care about people, I don't Rio: Nah Rio: not even Rio: you stick with the same person, you can damage control how bad it is Rio: train them a bit Buster: Fuck that Buster: I can train a girl in one night if I need to Buster: If I stuck with her I'd have to lie, hold her hand & tell her how pretty she is, all that shit Rio: Nah Rio: what's the point in that then Rio: don't get to enjoy the fruits of your labour Rio: and you can be a shit boyfriend, I was hardly #1 girlfriend Buster: There's an obvious point to fucking, firstly & secondly, I don't do anything to be shit at it Rio: so it's an ego thing Rio: okay Buster: Have we met? Buster: Everything I do is an ego thing Rio: That's really sweet Buster: What? Rio: That your ego can deal with the fuckboy thing but you can't deal with being a shitty boyfriend Rio: weirdly chivalrous or something Buster: I'm not a fuckboy is everyone knows what's gonna happen Buster: We all go into it with our eyes open Buster: *if Rio: Nah Rio: girls lie about that sort of thing Rio: show they're cool and down Rio: you're definitely a fuckboy Buster: My friends lie that there's a future beyond the fuck, that they'll be the girl's boyfriend that's fuckboy behavior Buster: Not what I did Rio: It's definitely worse Rio: but it'll be all the same when you don't text back Rio: I know how girls chat Buster: Whatever you say, babe Rio: 😂 What, you don't believe me? Buster: I don't care, more like Buster: I don't do it anymore regardless Rio: Okay Buster: I'm sure plenty of girls have noticed my absence from the party & are understandably devastated but not my concern Buster: Priorities, like Rio: Don't be grumpy Rio: I said it was cute Buster: I ain't & you're cute Rio: Teeny tiny bit? Buster: You're much cuter than that Rio: 🤓 Rio: you Buster: You didn't ask me how many, I might be grumpy then Rio: Why? Buster: It's not nicely rounded Buster: That annoys me Buster: Obviously 'cause you'd judge me Rio: 'Scuse you Rio: why am I such a judgmental bitch now Buster: It's just a high number, that's all I'm saying Rio: If you're fine with it Rio: all that matters ain't it Buster: I don't know how I feel about it Rio: That's pretty standard too, I reckon Buster: It's like okay there's a record of exactly how many nights I felt lonely since the first time I thought fucking would fix that Buster: How were there that many? Why? Rio: It's fucked Rio: but you ain't alone in being alone, you know Buster: 'Course not Rio: Not that that makes it any better Rio: but everyone's at it Buster: Yeah Rio: It's an epidemic Rio: 'least you don't cash in on it Buster: Not gonna cash in on my failure Buster: If I'm so great & my ego's so big, my own company should be enough for me Buster: More than Rio: No one likes themselves that much Rio: 'cept really smug buddhists or something Buster: You're funny Rio: It's been said Buster: I don't know, it's just weak Buster: To need things from people you don't know, never mind care about Rio: Listen, you can pay for it if having it transactional makes it more comfortable Rio: you're a human, you need things, simple as Rio: you'd be dead boring if you were one of those AA types who has to abstain from EVERYTHING to feel 'free' Buster: What are you angling for me to buy you, babe? Rio: Fuck off Buster: I can't, I love you Rio: It's not a get out of jail free card, you know Buster: I'm not planning to need one Rio: 😏 Rio: Bold of you to assume I'm not really grumpy already Buster: If you are, it's 'cause you're tired Buster: That's easily fixable Rio: 😑 boy Buster: Take a nap, baby Rio: You're gonna wanna reconsider Buster: Am I? Rio: Mhm Buster: Tell me why Rio: Because I'm not in the mood to be told what to do now Buster: It's only a suggestion, you said it was a long shift & loads has happened since then Buster: I'm going to the airport, so why not Rio: I'm perfectly capable of working out when I need to sleep Rio: tah Buster: Calm down Rio: Ha Rio: Okay yeah, let's stop here Buster: You don't need to have an attitude about this, so yeah, stop Rio: You're the one who said it Buster: I'm literally being helpful, what the fuck Rio: You really don't get it Rio: forget about it Rio: see you later Buster: Nah, explain it to me Rio: You literally said you were gonna buy me Rio: that's not funny Buster: I didn't mean it Buster: Come on Rio: Still Buster: Still, you know it's not like that Rio: Well, like I said Rio: I don't wanna joke about it Buster: Okay, I'm sorry Rio: Alright Buster: Is it? Buster: 'Cause I can't leave until it is Rio: Of course Rio: don't not come Rio: you've packed Buster: That shouldn't be the reason to come or not Rio: Come on Rio: I still want you to come Rio: I'm not that mad Buster: But you are mad, so talk to me Rio: I was, you said sorry Rio: that's all that needs doing, like Buster: Are you sure? Rio: Promise Rio: it's not your fault it's a sensitive subject, like Rio: I knew you were joking Buster: Why is it though? Don't you like doing what you do? Rio: It's complicated Rio: some bits Buster: Do you mean, it's complicated but I like it or I fucking hate that it's complicated & I wish it was different Rio: It's the porn industry, we all know it's sketch Rio: it's just fucked I can even do it Rio: you know Buster: You can stop, if you want Buster: At any point Rio: I know Rio: I might have to Rio: Ryan found out Rio: I don't do anything that actually is porn, really Rio: but I could still get in trouble, I reckon, if he tells everyone Buster: Well, don't ever stop doing anything 'cause of that cunt Buster: I'll just kill him Rio: It's just talking Rio: you've seen Buster: I know & I know you're good at it Buster: So like I said, it's not up to him when you stop Buster: Or if Rio: Thanks Buster: I ain't killed him yet Buster: Don't thank me Rio: Remember you promsied Buster: That was before I knew he could fuck up your job though Rio: He won't do it Rio: I'm sure of it Buster: He won't if I shut his mouth for him Buster: When you get your jaw wired you can't talk properly for ages, you know Rio: Babe Buster: I'm just saying, it happened to a boxer I've fought, not 'cause of me that time but it really fucked him up Buster: Think about letting it happen Rio: You really would get in trouble then Rio: no Buster: I wouldn't f that's why it's a no, I ain't that stupid Rio: I don't wanna be giving him this much thought right now Rio: any Rio: you're coming Buster: Okay but just remember I'm not there as far as anyone but you knows so it'd be a good time to beat the shit out of him if you change your mind Rio: You want me to be jealous of him now? Rio: Weird but go off Buster: Shut up Buster: I wasn't even that jealous of him when you were with him Buster: & I'm jealous of like, anyone who looks at you, ever has or will Rio: 😂 Rio: well you wanna spend all this time with him Rio: jussayin Buster: I keep telling you it wouldn't take long, I don't know why you're doubting me Rio: Take it as a compliment Buster: You've literally seen me fight & that's when there are rules Buster: How is it a compliment? Rio: Wow, your ego really isn't that big Rio: if it was you'd know what I was getting at straight away Rio: so humble, babe Buster: That's the most hurtful thing you've ever said to me Buster: I know what you were saying you wanna be with me 24/7 but now I'm actually broken hearted like Rio: I was saying you literally fucked me for hours tonight so I doubt your definition of not taking long but you just want an excuse to run off into the sunset now Rio: see how it is Buster: Size matters, babe, I'm so upset Buster: Also there's no comparison when you're important & he isn't Rio: Baby Rio: I'm sorry Rio: it's so so big Rio: 😏 Buster: Who am I that I can't even be fake mad at you for longer than a second? Rio: I can call you soft if you want Rio: get you going again to save face Buster: You better fucking not Rio: 😘 Buster: & You better actually kiss & make up with me when I get there if you're gonna keep taking the piss Rio: Hi, have we met? Rio: that's our specialty Buster: If we haven't met we should, 'cause you're really fucking beautiful, like Rio: 😳 Buster: I'm beyond ready to spend a week with you Rio: Me too Rio: thank fuck London is not this far away Buster: I just got in the shower to look less like I rolled up straight from a party & all I can think about is how much I want you in here too Buster: At this rate I'm never gonna leave Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: 🤤 Rio: I do need to shower too, to be fair Rio: you made me a mess so Buster: We made each other a mess Buster: Get in then Rio: Alright Buster: Tell me to be quick Rio: You've got to Rio: plane to catch Rio: focus, baby Buster: Start counting for me, if it gets too high, make sure I'm out Rio: Shameless ploy to get me to speak maths at you Rio: but alright Buster: 😏 Buster: No more than 10 minutes, okay? Rio: Got it Rio: Bet I can beat you Buster: What do you wanna bet? Rio: What do you want/ Buster: If I beat you, you have to let me pay for the hotel & vice versa Rio: You're on Buster: Alright Rio: No cheating Rio: do it properly Rio: play fair Buster: 😇 Buster: Trust me Rio: I do Buster: Good Rio: Don't distract me Buster: I wouldn't dare, babe Rio: 😇 Buster: 😏 Rio: [who's gonna win] Buster: [ooh good point maybe we should let her win cos of all the money he's already spent lol] Rio: [save him girl lol] Rio: Clean 😋 Buster: Seriously? Rio: [proof pics] Rio: 🥇🙌 Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: Don't be a sore loser, baby Buster: I hate you Rio: No you don't Buster: No, I don't Rio: In fact, you love me SO much, it's a real hindrance, right? Rio: 😏 Buster: You said it Rio: Not sorry Buster: Book us a hotel then Buster: I've got a plane to catch Rio: 😍 Rio: On it Buster: I do love you so much, but it's not an obstacle in any way, it's so far from it Buster: Just to let you know, like Rio: You're so nice Rio: and cute Buster: Shh Rio: but Buster: Don't distract me Rio: You already lost though Buster: I've already put on a show for one taxi driver though Rio: Now who's being distracting 🤤 Buster: It ain't my fault I want you again Rio: Like you ever stopped Rio: come on Buster: Exactly Buster: I've told you before, it's constant Rio: I know it is Rio: we're in it together Buster: Just as well 'cause it probably is classed as an actual addiction how badly I need you Rio: Yeah but 'long as you don't get cut off Rio: and I've got no plans to Rio: it's basically fine, yeah Buster: There's a load worse things I could be doing Buster: Have done Rio: Cheers 😂 Buster: You know what I mean Rio: This fam, they'd probably be more alright with the smack, honestly Buster: Don't Rio: It's alright Rio: they aren't finding out Buster: Not this week at least Rio: Hell no Rio: I am not ready for another family function yet Buster: Me either Rio: You're gonna need to tone down how distracting you are Rio: but don't ever Buster: Says you Buster: The most distracting girl I've ever met Rio: Only 'cos you're looking Buster: Only 'cause you're existing Buster: So fucking flawlessly Buster: In my line of sight Rio: Baby Rio: Please Buster: Please what? Rio: Please don't be so nice Rio: I can't love you any more Buster: I'm just being honest, I keep telling you Rio: I know Rio: I'm annoying, aren't I Buster: No, you're not Rio: Like you said, it's just constant Buster: Yeah Buster: I'm not mad about it Rio: Good Rio: I can come see you then Rio: when you're home Buster: 'Course Buster: As often as you can Rio: Yeah Rio: in comparison it'll be so easy Rio: it's cheap, plenty of reasons to be there Buster: I'll expect you every week then, yeah? Rio: Why not Rio: just tell me when you really need to focus Buster: I really need to focus on you as much as possible Rio: Obviously Rio: good 🍀 charm Buster: & You already said you'd help me do my homework Rio: We're study buddies Rio: believable, yeah? Rio: won't even need a hotel 😂 Buster: It should be, you're smart enough to keep up Rio: 🤞 my 'rents never got hold of yours to tell 'em I'm a dropout Buster: Fingers crossed my sister ain't told 'em, more like Buster: She can't read but at least she's still in school, right, mum & dad? Rio: If she's using me as a cautionary tale/could be worse benchmark, we'll be having words Rio: even if you did throw me a party Buster: Well, she can't use me at the moment, I haven't fucked up for ages as far as any of them know Rio: 👑 again Rio: how does it feel Buster: Standard, obviously Rio: really Buster: It's my normal Rio: Yeah Rio: I should sleep whilst you're travelling but I don't wanna 😞 Buster: Wait for me to get on this plane & I'll fall asleep with you Rio: That's a better idea Buster: It came from me, I only have the best ideas Buster: We've been over that Rio: I'll allow it Rio: too sleepy to protest 😉 Buster: Poor baby Buster: Come here & I'll rub your back Buster: You'll feel so much better Rio: You gotta Rio: and cuddle me Buster: I gotta rock you to sleep, yeah? Okay Rio: Will you Rio: for real Buster: Of course Rio: I've been thinking about that time Rio: when you were gone and I came back with you Rio: it was nice, for me Rio: I know you were in a state but Buster: It was nice for me too Buster: Even though I wasn't sure which parts were memories & which were just me dreaming Rio: I'll let you know Buster: Did you actually tuck me in or do I need to act like I'm embarrassed I dreamt that? Rio: As much as I love making you blush Rio: I did, obviously Buster: I should've been sure of that, you're such a mum Rio: You needed it! Rio: and you loved it, don't lie Buster: I didn't say it's a bad thing Buster: You're really caring & comforting, like Buster: As I already said, it was nice Rio: Someone had to Buster: Nobody had to, but you wanted to & I wanted you to Rio: Yeah Rio: okay Rio: you were really cuddly, I didn't expect that Buster: Why not? Rio: It isn't the impression you put out Rio: especially back then Buster: Yeah, but I wanted to be close to you, even back then Rio: I know that now Buster: & From what I recall, I was having a rather shit night Buster: Before any of that Rio: You didn't wanna be there Rio: was a given Buster: I didn't want your boyfriend to be there Rio: Poor boy Rio: didn't stick around long after I ditched him to look after you Buster: I'm not sorry Rio: Obviously Rio: I think he's about to have a kid so dodged a bullet really Buster: He must've improved 'cause he could barely kiss you Rio: 😂 Rio: all get there in the end, babe Buster: Don't take the piss out of me, I was 9 Buster: What was his excuse years later? Rio: It wasn't that many years later and I don't know Rio: maybe no one ever dared him to kiss his cousin Buster: It was enough years to get a clue Rio: You're funny Buster: I'm not joking, I still can't unsee that shit Buster: The worst Rio: Now you're just being hyperbolic Rio: I barely remember so you can't be traumatized Buster: You've repressed it, clearly Buster: Who wouldn't? Rio: 😏 Shut up Rio: he was a cute kid, you're rude Buster: You're gonna have to try harder than that to shut me up, babe Buster: 'Cause nah Buster: You can't go from repression to rose tinted like that Rio: If I'm not allowed to know your number you ain't allowed to judge my past choices either alright Rio: only fair Buster: I never said I wouldn't tell you Buster: You can know it if you want Rio: Do you even know it Rio: sounded harsher than I meant Rio: like genuinely Buster: I've done my best to keep count Rio: I don't need to know Rio: it's all the same to me Buster: You don't need to or you don't want to? Rio: Need Rio: it's probably less than I reckon in my head Rio: but I mean, 1 or 100, the feeling's the same Rio: to me anyway Buster: At least tell me what your imagined number for me is Rio: When did you lose your virginity again Buster: Right after you Rio: So that's like Rio: nearly 2 years Rio: If I gave you every friday and saturday, that's 104, so take into account life shit getting in the way, the fact there's only a finite amount of girls even in Chelsea, round you down to like Rio: 50-75 mark Buster: So many things to comment on, firstly & most importantly, that you're such a hot nerd Buster: Secondly, I'm offended you only gave me two nights, like this is a part time job, 'cause who am I? Buster: Thirdly, it's surprising that you didn't factor the US into the equation more Buster: Not to mention that you didn't consider more than one girl a night ever Rio: You're a nerd, the only thing you do on weeknight's is your homework Rio: you can't change my mind Rio: and I can add a small percentage on for America but still Buster: I don't need to, you know what I do on my study breaks Rio: You're gross Buster: I'm just saying, give me most nights & you'd be closer to the truth Rio: Nah Buster: You don't believe me? Buster: Alright Rio: It just probably seems more than it is Buster: Nah, it just is more than that Buster: You've met my parents you know I'm alone more often than not Rio: Don't mean other kids are, like Buster: I wasn't keeping anyone past their curfew, if they had one Buster: We're done, they leave. End of story Rio: Whatever Buster: They're finally letting us on this plane, thank fuck Rio: That's good Rio: just the however many hours in a tin can then Buster: I'll sleep through most of it now the coke & coffee have worn off though Rio: Well timed Buster: Like I planned it, yeah? Buster: I only did just enough of both Rio: Yes, you're very smart 🙄 Buster: I am actually Buster: Where's this attitude come back from? Rio: You asked Rio: I didn't Buster: What are you talking about? Rio: You wanted to know what I thought your number was, I told you I didn't need to know Buster: & You don't know Buster: So what's your problem? Rio: Don't act dumb Buster: Earlier you said you weren't a judgey bitch & literally just now you said, 1-100 it didn't matter Buster: So, I repeat, what's the problem, or more accurately what's the truth, like Rio: Fuck off Buster: What so if it's over a 100 it does matter? Buster: Good to know Rio: Just go get on the plane Rio: I'm going to bed Buster: How about I don't Rio: Don't be ridiculous Buster: How is that any more ridiculous than this? Rio: Because you're packed and there Rio: that's just illogical Buster: Give me a better reason Rio: Because when you get here we'll both be over it Buster: By sleeping, that's more illogical as a concept Buster: Talk to me or don't Rio: You ain't heard about time Rio: heals all wounds, like Rio: I'm just tired, it's so past late here Buster: I've heard about not going to bed angry Rio: Buster Buster: You've got the length of this queue of people, is that really what you wanna say? Rio: I don't have to apologize Buster: I didn't ask you to Buster: I'm just trying to work out if you're waiting on one from me Buster: Or what the fuck else you want me to do or say about this Buster: Tell me how you feel, what you're thinking Rio: I don't want you to do anything but stop talking about it Rio: it doesn't have to be any harder than that Buster: It's not gonna go away 'cause I don't bring it up again Buster: If growing up in this fam has taught you anything, it should be that Rio: Maybe not Buster: We can do better than that Buster: Just say it Rio: What Buster: Whatever it is that upsets you about all this shit in my past Rio: Everything Rio: Like you said there's nothing to be done about it so I don't see why we need to talk or think about it Buster: 'Cause I don't wanna hurt you ever Rio: You aren't Buster: That's bullshit though Rio: Oh my God Rio: no it isn't Buster: Yeah it is, this is gonna come between us if we don't sort it out Buster: That's what happens when you don't talk about things Rio: It isn't Rio: past tense and it wasn't about me Rio: it was just a shit time for both of us and I don't like dwelling on it Rio: what's wrong with that Buster: It was about you, not solely, obviously but how I felt & feel about you was relevant Rio: that makes it worse Buster: Can't you see I don't wanna go back to London & fall into all those trappings that you reckon are so past tense Rio: I know, why do you think I'm upset Rio: not just for myself actually Rio: thanks Buster: It's such a headfuck Buster: I love you & that's a good one but the rest is like Rio: it doesn't fix the rest Rio: yeah Buster: What if I only changed 'cause my surroundings did Buster: You can't love who I have to be in Chelsea, you shouldn't Rio: Well let's not act like you were a saint/didn't do the majority of it there apparently so Rio: take that as a positive or a negative, probably not the reason Buster: This has been the weirdest night, like Rio: Has it Buster: Don't you reckon? Rio: I don't know Buster: Prom feels like a week ago or some shit by now Rio: Tell me about it Rio: I've been up for God knows how long Rio: you want to stay there Buster: I want you Buster: & For you to still want me Buster: But more than even that I want you to go to bed so I can feel less shitty about that at least Rio: I'm just sad Buster: I know Buster: I'm sorry Rio: For you Rio: and me Rio: but not because of you Rio: alright Buster: Yeah Buster: But better things are happening Rio: Yeah Buster: We're not who we were & we're not going back Rio: I don't want to Rio: it might be unavoidable Rio: like you said Buster: Fuck that Buster: We can do this Buster: Go get some sleep & I'll be there Buster: That's step 1 Rio: Okay Rio: Typically don't feel it now but bet we've got some sleeping tablets Rio: what kind of dealer like Buster: A shit one, which he is Rio: We shall see Buster: Rio Rio: Yeah? Buster: I don't know, just Buster: Don't be sad Rio: Sure Rio: weird night, yeah Buster: I didn't mean to fuck everything up but I do intend to make it past tense, for real Buster: Like a more distant memory than the night you tucked me in Rio: You haven't Rio: it just is fucked Rio: not us Rio: but everything else, pretty much Buster: I'll get to work on fixing everything else once this week of just us is over then Rio: Just like that Buster: Just like that, babe Rio: I love you Buster: I love you Buster: I reckon I just need to adapt London to me instead of adapting for it Buster: So that's my biggest problem solved before I'm even off the plane Rio: If anyone can Buster: Exactly Buster: All we have to do is remember who we are now, actually & who we wanna be Buster: The capabilities are already there for anything Rio: It's intense Rio: isn't it Buster: Living right? Yeah Buster: But worth doing Rio: 'Course Rio: Sometimes I feel like I'm not ready to make all these decisions Rio: but then I'm the one who rushed it because I couldn't wait Buster: There's very few decisions that are that fixed Buster: I know I always say that what's done is done but Rio: I feel too old to keep making wrong ones, though Rio: excuses wear thin, you know Buster: It's alright, we're making right ones now Buster: Me & you Rio: Yeah Rio: we are Buster: You know I've got your back regardless though, whatever happens Buster: I'm taking that pressure off you Buster: Broad enough shoulders, like Rio: Don't turn me on Rio: sleep time Buster: Time for bed but only for cuddles Buster: Behave Rio: Fine Rio: only 'cos you love them so much Buster: You love being my little tiny spoon, don't lie Rio: Be here Buster: I'm right here & you can feel my arms around you as tightly as you need Buster: We're gonna stay like this until I massage you & then you're gonna sleep Buster: No more headfucks today Buster: No stress for the entire week Rio: Deal Rio: I'll only get an attitude for fun, promise Buster: I'll hold you to that Rio: That's the idea Buster: & It's a good one so shhh Buster: Close your eyes Rio: Okay, daddy Rio: sweet dreams Rio: safe flight Buster: You too on the dreams Buster: You're already safe with me Rio: 🤤 they will be Buster: You can tell me when I wake you Rio: I'll show you

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Rio: Didn't say you had a girlfriend Rio: but you can tell her she's hitting me up with the back off too late and under fucked up misunderstanding, like 😂 Buster: Didn't say it 'cause I don't Buster: If some girl wishes that's her problem Buster: And yours now like 😂 Rio: It ain't funny, blowing up my phone making me look suspect, like Rio: anyway, Nance gave me the lowdown already so I know she's a cunt so I don't have to hold back Buster: Who's laughing? Buster: Send her my way if she's that desperate Buster: The lads are boring like Rio: Seriously? Rio: No I will Rio: if you're gonna do your own like that you can sort it yourself, not her pimp Rio: not* Buster: Whatever Rio: It so isn't but that's on you Rio: Are you lot out tonight then? Buster: Course Buster: You think I'm waiting at home for you, babe? Rio: Har dee har Rio: sounds like you had a cosy night in in mind tbf Rio: where you going then, wanna meet up? Buster: Not got the light or kettle on like Buster: Sick of the lad already? Rio: Yeah, what you had in mind Rio: Nah, but 2 ain't a party Rio: and I'm going home tomorrow so Buster: Wanna see if he can hang Buster: Fair Buster: I'll bring the party to you then, babe Rio: Pretty much Rio: You're feeling chipper today Buster: I'll insult you when I get there if you really want Rio: Not my kink Rio: would get us back to the status quo though Buster: Just buzzing 'cause you're off home and outta my way like Buster: Can't blame me Rio: I bet Buster: Not looking forward to kicking it in your own ends any more or what? Buster: I know you'll miss me but come on Rio: Nah but it ain't gonna be all fun and games when I get back is it Rio: Shit to sort Rio: but gotta be done Rio: and you wish Rio: I got reason to come back and annoy you some more now Buster: You're not gonna get grounded Buster: Don't worry about it Buster: And I know, kid Buster: Always making it obvious, Cavante Rio: Don't be daft Rio: I've gotta look out for Nance Rio: avoid another ex Rio: all that drama Rio: You're OBVIOUSLY deranged, McKenna Buster: You're used to all that shit many times over Buster: You got this, ma Rio: Shut up! 😂 Rio: Doesn't mean I don't get tired of it Buster: It ain't my fault you've had more exes than I've had fam dinners Buster: Not even starting on family bullshit of yours Buster: Well I'll sort you a decent line when I get there, put a pep back in your step, yeah? Rio: Yeah it is Rio: No show, you are Rio: and bet you've had more, just 'cos you ain't claiming 'em Rio: Go for it Buster: Fuck off I'm being nice here Buster: Trying to give you a proper going away and you're trying to fight me Rio: 🤷 Rio: Soz Rio: Only way I know how, clearly, all those exes, like Buster: What's wrong, babe? I know you ain't gonna miss me that bad so what is it? Rio: You shouldn't fuck Chloe Rio: Idk, you shouldn't have put that in my head Buster: I haven't Buster: She's not my type. I know what you reckon but I do have some standards Rio: Alright, good Rio: Too many lines already, I'm paranoid Rio: she's bad news Buster: Come get some fresh air with me then Buster: Plenty of people say that about me, like. Not that I'm trying to make a connection to her. Fuck that Rio: Might help Rio: Thought you were with your boys though Rio: Yeah but, at least you're upfront about what you are, good or bad Rio: 🐍 Buster: They'll be fine if I don't hold their hands through every song, babe Buster: She's really got to you, yeah? Rio: I'm just being dramatic, too many strangers here Rio: but she did a number on Nancy, that I know for facts, stand by the bad vibes even if I could relax on it rn Buster: Where are you, specifics. I'm come and get you if you ain't coming out Buster: Find those cunts later Rio: Idk, ages away from yours Rio: we're meant to be but the pre-party still going strong Rio: I'll meet you somewhere? Buster: Keep your phone on, I'll be that stalker and work out where you are Buster: Meet you near Rio: Not just a pretty face, ladies and gents Rio: It's alright, just pick a club, no need to ruin the night Buster: At least you're finally admitting how hot I am Rio: 🙄 Really needing the ego boost, yeah? Sure 👌😂 Buster: Find you in The Grand, yeah? Rio: Got it Buster: Half an hour max Rio: Cool, I'm nearer than you so I'll see you in there Rio: *He'd obviously been offended she wanted to leave the party and get a headstart on him on the town, but it was way too soon to show it (thank fuck) and still save face, so she got out without much pouting and whining. Only needed to take one bus, turns out she was about five minutes down the road from Clapham, tops; good to know. Maybe that was why she was feeling so out of it? Not knowing where she was, and who with? Been in that scenario before though and she'd not got this rattled so- blatant bullshit. Rio didn't plan on admitting it to him, but it had way more to do with Buster McKenna than was healthy. Head fuck. This is why they avoided each other, and had for a while now. It weren't no good trying to just be nice to each other, always went too far. And arguing and being cunts didn't exactly cool the energy between 'em either. No, ignoring each other's existence was key. And yet here she was, going out to party with him. Well fucking done, girl. She rolled her eyes at herself, jogging up and down on the spot impatiently, near enough to the front of the club's queue now she needed to remember to look her hottest so they'd let her in faster. And result. She was in, no coat to put up, so she was away. Barstool, 'round of vodka shots, sorted. Toes tapping, faster than the beat of this shit tune. It was pretty early still, the club only now filling up. Shouldn't have an issue finding her. Not that it was a good idea but finish what they'd started now, like.* Buster: *The lads had been chilling at his since the afternoon doing fuck all of much but getting on his nerves, and when Barnaby suggested getting the drinks in and making something of the night he wasn't even the most relieved of the lot of them, like, so face saved there. Nice one, lad. It was the first decent favor any of them had done him in Christ knows how long, not that he was letting it show. Not a fucking amateur at that either, cheers. There was a girl he'd swiped that was why he was keen to be off. No other reason that they'd had to be privy to. James had been chatting about his cousin since he got with her and Buster wasn't trying to add to that conversation. They didn't know what they were fucking saying anyway. Silly pricks. Let them wonder and speculate over his antics tonight with the Tinder blonde, or any other, they loved it. He had his own mind full of bullshit that he personally didn't love. Worry was a new emotion regarding Rio, one that he didn't feel confident over dealing with, and a lack of confidence was even newer territory than giving a shit about Cavante's emotions. Or so he told himself before he racked up the lines to turn all that off for a while. Worked out proper well for him that had, here he was off and running to cheer her up or what the fuck ever. What was his fucking goal meant to be? Soft cunt. Gonna send her goodnight texts later or what, like? Stupid. Get real all he was gonna do was buy her some watered down drinks for as long as she let him. Big fucking deal and no great help. Still, as soon as he was in he took the stool next to her and did exactly that, ordering more of what she already had.* Rio: *And just like that, he was there by her side. As if this was all standard and they did it all the time. This week maybe but neither of them should get too fucking cosy with the idea, like. She took her share of the drinks without protest, even though she had nothing but empties to offer by the time he arrived. * Next round, like. *She shrugged, spinning the nearest shot glass aimlessly, avoiding eye contact She then spun herself to face the dance floor, like she was surveying the talent from her perch on high. This was fucking ridiculous. He'd be saying as much if she didn't act fast. Jumping up, the tunes still not there but she'd have to make do. As she weaved her way through the crowds, she took a second to break the rules and make eye contact, looking back at him and motioning with a question of 'are you coming?' hanging in the air.* Buster: *He wasn't listening to her 'cause that's how focused he had to be on not staring at her. She looked so fucking good. He'd said as much the other day, believing it when he did, but this was different. He felt it bones deep and more crucially, didn't know how not to show he was being affected. Fuck's sake. No more coke for him until he got his shit together like. Sort your head out, you twat. He shook it, playing as if he was shrugging off her offer to pay 'cause it was better she reckoned he was trying to buy her off again than- What? For the second time tonight he was already asking himself what the fuck he was trying to achieve. Shit. At least before he could chat any more nonsense to himself, or her, Rio was up and away. Not far enough given how easy dancing made it to be close, like, but a reprieve he could count in seconds. Breaths to take. Buster should've known in the next minute she'd steal it all off him with a look. Course. It was an old game. And he'd never once played by the rules, had he? It was too late to start now. He wasn't no choir boy and she was leaving in the morning she'd said. Fuck it. Not a fucking amateur, remember? He'd call her bluff and cheer her up before this shit tune was done. It was just dancing, who the hell was he if he couldn't handle that, yeah? Rio: *Again, screaming internally, asking what the fuck she thought she was doing and why the hell she was doint it; All the while making no effort to slow down, never mind stop. So glad he couldn't read her as well as he claimed, the fucking laugh he'd have about how much she was silently protesting (much too much for it to be anything but mortifying; and very bloody telling). Still, she knew the feeling of eyes lingering on her body well enough by now to know that's what was happening, what he was doing, despite himself. Despite herself, and what a good, sensible girl should do, she smirked, smug satisfaction at taking the lead in both senses. Fuck it, she could say it was the coke making her act up. If he was feeling brave enough in his own good behaviour to question it after. Not likely. So why not? She wanted this right now, so she was going for it. Whatever 'it' was. Stop thinking. Let your body takeover completely. With that in mind, or out of it, she began to move, getting closer to him than was necessary, routine full of 'almost' contact, designed to tease.* Buster: *The song was still shit but he wasn't listening to it either now. Couldn't hear anything but the sound of two heartbeats, his thumping enough to be shaming if he gave a fuck about anything other than getting closer than she already was to him, and hers once he was, echoing such a similar beat. There was smugness in having her rhythm there alongside the intrusion of his, literally hammering away at her pretense of utter control too. Loud and clear for him, drowning out everything that had been said before. Bullshit. Necessary but still ridiculous to look back on from where they were now. Nice try, Cavante, 'cause guess what, I know you are, babe. He wore a smirk to match hers, letting his 'routine' in turn spell out that the teasing shit had gone on long enough, while the hand which had settled on her waist as he moved pulled her body into his. He'd snorted his fair share of lines if he needed something to blame it on other than just being fucking over it and wanting to play a new game and it was unlikely she was gonna challenge him at this point. Hardly blameless herself, yeah? Whatever.* Rio: *She looks down at where his hand has ended up, eyes traveling back up to meet his, slowly, appreciating his body as she did so, letting him know she knew it was anything but a happy accident, but that she wasn't going to say anything either way. Hardly could now, could she? A silent deal being made on the floor tonight. 'This stays between us.' It didn't mean anything, like. Just sexual attraction, however fucked. She wouldn't hold it against his character if he didn't against hers. What happened in the club, like. Such a fucking cliche, Christ; but she felt like being one just this once if it felt this good. She had her back towards him now, winding up and down, hips clashing, making her ache. Before Rio could stop herself (a reoccurring theme of her time with him, it seemed), she had placed her hands over his, still on her waist, and was moving them down, to where she wanted them right now. Fuck. He was definitely going to pull away now, probably have some choice words for how sick and creepy and wrong she was and she didn't have a leg to stand on, no case to fight. Before he could, thinking fast (hopefully faster than he could), she pulls gently on his neck, so she can reach his ear to shout into it, shit tunes always being played too loud.* You promised me a line. Buster: *He shouldn't be this turned on by a few dance moves and unwavering eye contact but he is and there was no way she couldn't know, bodies pressed against each other as tightly as they were. Fucking hell. Yeah, he could lie to himself that it was the fault of the rich, white girls he usually approached not knowing how to dance without doing shit imitations of their current favorite pop icon or being too eager to check him out (sizing him up the same as he did them) to hold his gaze, but that's all it'd be, more bullshit when he'd already said no more. It was too fucking obvious what this was about and what he wanted. And every movement of hers was as telling. None more so than when she stopped herself, 'cause it was forced in a way that none of their other actions had been, thought out instead of fluid. Of course, immediately after came a brief moment when he reckoned she was gonna nibble on his earlobe or something. No going back then, like, but he should've realised the headfuck was gonna come from a more familiar (as far as Rio Cavante was concerned) direction. Christ. When was the last time another girl had left him wanting more, this much and this soon? Buster couldn't remember. Couldn't think. State of him. At least her pulling away to speak let him breathe. He smirked again, faking regaining more composure than he had around her as standard, never mind on a night like this. Nodding his head in the direction of the toilets briefly, he leaned in to reply. * Come on, let's get you sorted. Rio: *She took him by the hand, pulling him through the crowd with an impatience they could both pretend was about coke. Yeah, right. Neither of 'em was fooled or in the mood for fooling now. Her mind had been fully made up for her when his reaction of outrage, disgust, and horror hadn't come; but the opposite had, the hardness she felt tight against her mirroring the ache she felt, less obvious outwardly but, was it though? He knew. She knew he knew so time to do something about it, boy! Now or never, like. Door swinging behind 'em, pulling him into the first free cubicle, reaching behind his frame to lock up, purposely trailing her hand against his exposed forearm, outstretched fingers softly trailing along the veins there, taut between ample muscle and goosebumped skin. Fucking hell. It wasn't her fault he was so god damn attractive. Regret it in the morning. She'd be long gone by then. Breaking eye contact away from where it had fallen below the belt (oops), she grinned, green meeting blue, breathing as laboured as heart.* Go on then... Buster: *The last thing he should have done was followed her into a space where every time his body shifted (however fucking subtly. Or not) it brushed somehow against hers, bringing them back to teasing each other, 'cause unless he pushed her fully against the cubicle wall there was no way to create the blatant friction they both craved, and he wasn't about to do that. Not yet. If she wanted coke, she was gonna have it. Simple as. Just as well that act was though, distracted as he'd become, like. If Buster let himself look back on any of tonight (not wise but nevertheless still likely) he'd pat himself on the back for once again not being a fucking amateur, fine chopping the lines on his coffee table before he came out so all that was left was to unwrap that shit, lay hers out and roll up a note. He'd been on autopilot getting the drugs from his pocket, breathing ragged as hers, the feeling of her stare (and where it was purposefully aimed) leaving him incapable of coherent thought about anything else. Fuck. He wanted her so bad. His own eyes fixed on the locked door, checking and rechecking, focused solely on trying to do that until the memory of her touching his arm resurfaced and then all he could think of was the idea that formed. He smirked for...what a third time? ... Christ knows, before laying her coke out on another, higher patch of exposed skin, eyebrow raised, wordlessly asking Rio how badly she wanted her share now.* Rio: *And there it was. Another silent challenge, a dare. No need for fucking words creating any unwanted space between them, made her wonder why they'd ever bothered when this was so, SO much better. No comparison. Of course, the answer was they bothered so they didn't end up here but she wasn't listening to sense tonight, fuck off. Right now, she WANTED to be here, nowhere else she'd rather, frankly. Fret over it later, like. Or not. It felt TOO damn right to call it wrong. So she wouldn't. And he wouldn't. And no one else need ever know. She wants to hesitate, knows she should. Eyebrows raising to make some display of being all 'really?', like she's so scandalized or not into it, only doing it 'cos she couldn't refuse a dare, could she? But Rio Cavante didn't even flinch, crashing into him full force, pushing him against the door, arms wrapped around his neck to steady herself, steady them both. This close, the heat of him unbearably sexy, his body was so toned and fucking perfect, Christ! She felt dizzy with it, sweat was slicking the white powder to his naked skin, collar bone a natural shelf to hold it. The temptation to lick it off him like salt for a tequila shot was almost too much but she didn't want to be accused of wasting the coke, so she pressed her nose into him, snorting it with ease, shuddering more from the sensation of being this close than anything else, tipping her head back in pleasure, hoping he didn't hear the small moan than found its way out.* Fuck! *Snapping her head back, rubbing her nose with a sniff, damn. Okay. She obviously had to one-up him. What else was a girl to do, yeah? She moved away, to the bag still laid out on the top of the loo, grabbing it 'fore he had a chance to stop her or do anything else to drive her crazy. Shit, she had to take back some control, like! She smirked back at him, the solution to her problem of how to best Buster McKenna becoming obvious as she looked down. Racking it up on her ample cleavage, as if to say, triple dog dare you, McKenna* Buster: *There was half a second as his shoulder blades hit the door, rattling the hinges with the force of their bodies colliding again, closer than they'd been yet somehow but still, at the same time - impossibly- not enough, that he wanted to tell her 'fuck the coke' or something like it. Swore he could almost feel the words tumbling out, begging practically for her to just fucking kiss him instead. But he didn't. Or make a move to himself either. As soon as he heard her moan he knew why, even though they'd waited years and his entire body was insisting that he couldn't any more, refusing in the form of his own shudders as he stood there, knees weak from barely any contact. Fuck's sake. There was so much promise in that sound that Buster grinned, holding her gaze with baited breath until she gave his eyes no choice but to travel with her, settling exactly where she planned for them to. * Oh fuck. *If she said anything about him stealing the words out of her mouth later (not that they could chat about any of this casually) he'd deny it, not realising an echo had escaped from him as he launched himself towards her, lifting her slightly so she rose to meet his bowed head easily. Finally Rio's back landed hard (thankfully against wood same as his had rather than cold, dirty porcelain) with force enough that she'd feel it tomorrow. He wanted that more than anything, even as his line disappeared, snorted all too soon. Fuck her trying to pretend she didn't remember, if her mind pulled that shit her body would call her a liar. He'd made sure of that, like. There was always more he could do though, and he didn't hesitate to put his mouth on the skin she'd already offered him, kisses desperately hard and bruising as his hands trailed lightly down her body, skimming each curve more brazenly than he'd ever looked her up and down before. Christ that seemed like a lifetime ago, her beckoning him onto the dance floor. Not that it mattered. Too much had happened to go back now and there was well more than he needed to happen still.* Rio: *Her cries, a mixture of pleasure and pain as she was unceremoniously slammed into the wall, caught in her throat. Like she couldn't express how much she wanted this, NEEDED this. And she couldn't. No moaning or dirty talk was going to cut it but she could but try. Knowing he knew regardless, and that he felt it too, only amped it up further.* You want me so bad, huh?* Stating the obvious for her own satisfaction, no question mark needed. Muffled curses at him; warning him if he dared stop, to do more, worse, faster, harder, NOW; acting as their version of pillow talk. Pulling his hair, novelty of being above him in the literal. Rio found purchase, sitting atop the toilet, kicking the seat down so he could kneel as she spread her legs for him, pushing his head down, showing him where she needed him.* Please, Buster, please... *She didn't care that this was a club bathroom, that people could definitely hear them, that they'd be hearing a lot more soon if she had anything to do with it. That he was her fucking cousin. Fuck. She just did not care about anything but having him touch her, fuck her. But before he could, there was a monstrous bang on the door that rattled the hinges harder than they had only a few minutes previous.* Shit! Legs clamping shut, jumping down from the seat, pocketing the drugs in her bra without hesitation, she clambered over him, pushing him back, so he was sat down.* I got this, yeah? Worry about yourself. Catch you later... *Rio murmured, squeezing his hand in the hope he'd fucking listen to her, not trusting a coked out McKenna to deal with what was clearly a bouncer and not just a punter desperate for a piss, like. She squeezed out of the smallest possible gap in the door, shutting it behind her, so Buster wasn't spotted.* Buster: *Fuck me. *Holy shit, every word out of her mouth was fucking him up but it was the begging that REALLY sent him over and made him use a phrase that was ridiculously literal. He couldn't help it, knowing that she wanted him bad enough to say that shit out loud what he hadn't when the coke first came out, made more than his knees go weak. He was about to insist that she told him what she wanted again, just to hear it, biting his lip to prevent a moan from coming out before the sentence did when something makes everything stop. It turned his wants back to fantasy, yet again becoming a scenario that wouldn't happen. 'Cause he isn't stupid. As much as many other parts of him were desperate to ignore the pounding on the door, his head, coked out as it is, still knows that they can't. The hired muscle out there wouldn't let them. Shit. It was somehow the unrealest part of this, fucked up as that sounded even to no other ears but his own, that this was how the night was going to end, not how he'd finally let himself want it to. They'd both given in, fully, and there was no pretending at this point (whatever he might convince himself of later, dismissing the night as a weird headfuck etc etc) the drugs were why he wanted her so badly. And worse, all they were now were the reason why he couldn't have her. Fuck's sake. Buster hadn't felt a surge of anger overwhelm him this utterly -suddenly too- since his sister left. Wherever he looked was flooded red, and for Rio's frantic movement, the only thing he managed to do was bite his tongue and clench his fists. Until she'd gone and then he stood up, immediately pacing (an agitated cokehead cliche) the cubicle transformed into a cage he didn't dare leave in this state. Just as well 'cause the next second had him striking out, kicking out hard at the space where their bodies had been, with as much power as he felt had been robbed from him. The wood protested one last time, drowning every sound in his head out with the crash, thank fuck. The cubicle didn't fall to pieces, of fucking course, 'cause it was another thing he needed to happen and he sank back onto the toilet seat, taking shallow breaths.*

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