#wastcdpotential

[leonamos]

after a night out playing his first gig at hazal’s club -and also dancing- leon is already planning on doing it again. it felt good to be onstage and have people cheering for you -not just your band-. it was new and exciting. he hadn’t played by himself in years. all of these thoughts are in his head when he enters the store and approaches the counter. he just wants gummy bears. and a coffee. which he knows is such a bad combination for lunch, but he can’t help it. he’s a sugar-and-caffeine addict. he leaves the store and stands in front of this tv studio or whatever it is. he sips his coffee and notices someone walk out the building. “hey,” he calls the other, “quick question, what is this place?”

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[heartsfms]

once noah had lit the cigarette for her, lori brought it up to her lips and took a drag, grateful for the burn in her lungs as she did. lori had never been much of a smoker, certainly not enough to go and purchase a packet of cigarettes herself, but she rarely passed up the opportunity to bum one off somebody else, especially after a drink. she smiled slightly at noah's reaction, before shaking her head. " no way, it may have been back in those days, for sure, and the look and aesthetic of it all definitely is. but the smell ? god no. and, you're definitely no james dean. " she added teasingly.

he gave lori his last cigarette and lit it with a lighter he swiped from a gas station even though he had plenty of money to pay for it. he couldn't explain why he still did shit like that at twenty-five, just like he couldn't explain why he didn't quit smoking until after hope broke up with him. "what the fuck, rhodes?" noah grinned slightly and took a long drag, "i've seen grease—alright, i've seen parts of grease, and the entire point is that smoking is sexy as fuck. and james dean? easily the sexiest man to have ever lived."

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her eyes flicked over to the cigarette box in noah's hand, before her shoulders shrugged. she reached out a hand expectantly. " go on then, hand one over. you can never have too much stress relief. " especially not when hiding out at your best friends funeral to take a drink away from prying eyes, that would only make up conspiracies if they caught you trying to numb the pain in any way. lori knew that noah got it, got her and how she was feeling now ; he may not have been her most recent boyfriend, but he had been once, and he had loved her in his own way, even if that love had changed over time. " well she isn't wrong, the smell alone is far from enjoyable, and definitely not sexy. " a little hypocritical of the woman about to light one up of her own, but she wasn't wrong.

noah held up his hands in surrender and then reached for the box of newports in his suit pocket, "just wanted to see if you wanted one, but clearly you aren't in need of any stress-relief." he tapped the carton against his palm and pulled out a cigarette, holding it between his fingers for a long moment before finally lighting it. "hope hated when i smoked," he finally spoke, watching the smoke swirl towards the overcast sky, "she said it was like making out with an ashtray." guess that wasn't a problem anymore. he realized, belatedly, that he couldn't even remember the last time they kissed. he spent most of their relationship drunk, hungover, or screaming. he knew from the beginning that kind of powder keg couldn't last forever, but that hadn't stopped him from letting her pull him into the bathroom of his frat house the night they lit the fuse.