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dio: lmao why do u make it sound like it's as easy as answering 1+1 skkksksksks

dio: right

dio: hahahahaahahahahahahahah :)

dio: also where u at i'm feelin like going for chinese takeaways and it's not the same without my fave person aka u

saige: bc it should be !! fuck complicated love !! if i wanted 2 b with somebody i'd drop all of my other shit 2 pursue them

saige: n i'd be giving up some good dick. so that's dedication

her eyes follow the dark-haired man as she packs up her bass guitar, narrowed slightly in contemplation for a moment before she says, nonchalantly, “y’should let me give you a stick n’ poke, vinny--i mean like, y’know, y’never let me do it before and my heart? a lil’ achey ‘cos of it. i promise not to like, poke a penis onto your skin or nothing. like, super pinky promise. i’d say scout’s honor but i’ve never been a scout and that’s like...i dunno, i feel like that’s some kinda sin, y’know? to swear on a scout’s honor without being like, a scout yourself?” the brunette rambles on, hands mindlessly gesturing as she speaks, head tilted in the typical saige-like manner, “so, what’d’ya say?”

aaron: he's been biting people hard it seems like

aaron: ok i'm on my way home now

aaron: i'll leave the door unlocked for you

saige: ur telling me smh

saige: okay cool !!

he isn’t able to stop the smile that comes across his features, standing from his seat as he makes his way over to her slowly. ‘’yeah, you want me to take ‘em off? definitely– that can.. totally.. be… arranged.’’ wetting his lips as his eyes dance along her body, ronan reaches out and takes the bottle from her and takes a swig or two from it before setting it down. ‘’c’mere, come to papi.’’

“it depends, how are y’gonna take ‘em off?” she takes a step closer to him, a smirk playing on her lips as she places her hands on his chest, “slowly, roughly...y’gonna rip ‘em off me again?” travelling down his torso, her fingers wrap around the belt loops of his jeans, body pressing against his, “how do y’want me, papi?”

                    “please, don’t slap on my face the fact that i could still be possibly in love with the guy.” she says with an eyeroll. though, her friend was making points that she was afraid to accept fully; and it sucks that she had to even deny things like these to her own self. “well, i did lose this dumbass before because i was too scared to risk things. i even thought that i was doing him a favor, but hell, i wasn’t.” a sigh left her lips, only for it to be replaced by a fit of small and quiet chuckles upon the mention of her binge watching romantic comedies lately. maybe, just maybe… all she needs was some time to realize things.

                  after another spoonful of her strawberry ice cream, celeste was quite intrigued as to why saige likes strawberry cheesecake more. she chuckled, then digs her spoon into her ice cream container and acted like nothing’s happened– even though she had the spoon in between her lips. “then, talk about dio for the next hour. i’d be happy to listen and get off bloody aiden of my mind for a little while.”

“i mean, like, it’s better to smell the roses now than later, y’know? come to terms with it and then y’can figure everything else out--” saige, of course, knew she was right--the girl had enough experience under her belt to last her a lifetime--not that it had ever stopped her from putting herself in the same situations over and over again. old habits die hard. “but now y’know better, right? y’learned that y’were wrong, and now--god, i dunno--keep him closer?”

a small noise of protest escapes her lips as celeste steals a bite of her ice cream, “woah--hey, that’s like, totally not chill. now there’s gotta be like, repercussions n’ shit n’ i’m like totally bad at being bad--” with a small pout, saige leans over and scoops out a bite of strawberry ice cream, “i don’t even like strawberry as much--” regardless, she’s shoving it into her mouth rather ungracefully, “fine, fine--i’ll go into the entire dio thing if you insist--but like, also, when are y’gonna wash all that blood off of you? i mean like, y’make everything look cute, but you also look like you’ve come straight from a slasher film.”

“So like, apparently that senator’s son who was like, in a cult or whatever disappeared again--d’you think he like, rejoined? Can you even do that in a cult?” she’s sprawled across the other’s bed, flipping through a magazine mindlessly, “It’s like...everybody’s taking a massive L these days, like, oh my god--I was pretty much gone the entire party, like, just faded outta my mind--but so much shit apparently happened and now everybody’s like, ugh--so high strung! And like, listen, I stan all of my friends wholesomely, but I just wanna do like, dumbass shit and chill, without consequences, y’know??” her eyes flickered towards the brunette, closing the magazine and letting it flop onto the ground.

@saigebeaumont

‘‘y’should wear that more often when you come over. i like that outfit on you. shame– it’s gotta come off..’‘ he mumbles before taking a swig from his bottle, eyes raking over her frame the moment she walked through the door.

“oh, really?” saige cocks her head at the man before closing the door behind her, “then you’ll really like what i’m wearing underneath.” within a few strides, she’s plucking the bottle from his lips and bringing it to her own, “if only clothes could take themselves off...” she’s backing up now, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

dio: haha it ain't that simple i wish it's that simple :)

dio: u do know that i hate nicholas sparks but ok saige

dio: hahaha what morals HAHA IDK ANYMORE I SWEAR

dio: wait we're talking about judah, right?

dio: i like her, she's nice. good in bed, too. but like... that's about it

saige: make it simple !!

saige: yeS we're talking about judah omg

aaron: there must be something in the air

aaron: your place or mine?

saige: a lil stress bug is going around n biting ppl

saige: w lil beady eyes n everything i bet

gemma: the worst clearly

gemma: i don't know about a support system any more. don't know who i can trust after all this

gemma: well now I know how to get out of hell

saige: shut, idk what happened but there's no reason to not trust the entire world if it's only ?? specific ppl ruining ur good ol' time ??

saige: just b on ur toes but dont shut away the world omg

practice is easy--it’s always been easy, or at the very least the brunette never struggled too hard with the songs--but her heart’s not in it and her mind’s elsewhere. it’s far away enough that she’s still strumming as the song they’re practicing finishes, only for her to shake herself out of her trance, “oh--shit, sorry--” saige’s apology is quickly followed by an exhausted sigh, blue eyes glancing down towards the floor before towards max, “--could we take like, a break? i’m just like...i dunno, i feel funky. not like, boutta be sick or upcoming flu funky, but i feel like i’m just...in a big ol’ ditch right now. maybe a sinkhole, i’m not too familiar with the types of holes, but regardless i’m like, totally in one.”

saige: hey u !!

saige: not to b like, totally outta the blue or w/e but like

saige: i feel like evrybody's real tense these days n i've got this case of beer tht i shouldn't rly drink by myself

saige: n like, long story short, d'you wanna chill ??

              “we’ll see. i don’t even know why i’m acting this way. i mean, the last time that i acted like such a mom and a girlfriend was like… right even before i started college– t’was really a long time that this feel so fuckin’ foreign to me.” ranting about her true feelings felt like such a relief; like a stick was finally taken off of her chest to make her breathing easier to do. she looked at her brunette friend, eyes shows the most exhausted person in this room as she leaned on her shoulder while taking a spoonful of her strawberry ice cream, this always feels nice. 

               “i may be sad as shit right now, but that doesn’t mean that i can’t do what i usually do and what i’m good at.” partly kidding, of course. celeste just wanted to improve the atmosphere. she’s known for being vibrant, and always a stand out. never in her wildest dream would she want to be as dull and lifeless as the walls of these hospital. “i like how you suddenly sound like a motivational speaker just so you could avoid me asking shit about dio, but alright, saige. if you’re not comfortable about it now, when will you ever?”

“it sounds like ya really care about him and if you want like, the smartass answer, i could suggest that it’s ‘cos y’still really like him n’ whatnot. i dunno, maybe it’s in your nature, but like, your specific nature with him.” it’s a mystery of how saige can say so much without taking a breath, but it’s something the girl does often enough that its lost its impressive appeal. “i feel almost as if this is like, a sign from the universe being like, ‘yo, don’t lose this dumbass this time’ or something. then again i’ve been like, binging romcoms this past week so fuck what i know.” seeing the look in celeste’s eyes brings a sadness to saige’s heart--sympathy finally kicking in. it was frankly--odd, seeing celeste so...dim.

“i s’pose that’s fair, i mean hell maybe it’s better y’get your mind offa all this...shit, or whatever.” she shifts in her seat slightly, adjusting her arms so she’s still mobile enough to eat her ice cream, head resting on top of celeste’s, “i’m not like, avoiding it, i just figured like, y’know--your situation is much more important than the details of my friendship. i’m not uncomfortable--i’ll talk about if y’like, but it’s very awfully simple. dio and i are like, total besties. we’re super in sync. if i were to ever die, i’d probably request that he rolls my ashes into his joint and smoke ‘em. n’ that’s that, y’know?”

dio: it's complicated bc ... me hehe

dio: what?? she's hot

dio: stop sAYING THAT IM ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED RN

dio: idk what to do :/

saige: but u like her ?? fuck everything else, y'kno ??

saige: b like a nicholas sparks movie except nobody dies

saige: she IS but she's MARRIED and there's like MORALS or something idk

saige: just...do u like her like that ??

gemma: technically i'm not looking at you right now so i don't know what you look like

gemma: that's nice, but i don't know what i want or need right now. i've never experienced something like this

gemma: how did you make that crossroads deal?

saige: u have a very poor memory then :((

saige: this is the perfect time to find out what u do want or need !! u cant just lock yrself away n weep for like forty days straight...i mean until u figure out that is what u need. but u could also need a support system !! do u have a support system ??

saige: everybody needs one of those :(

dio: !!! IT IS !!!

dio: well, things are complicated

dio: also um...

dio: u remember judah right???

dio: she mentioned something about getting a divorce and being with me full time

dio: yikes

saige: how so ?? is it complicated bcos of judah??

saige: also OOF

saige: big yikes n also i mean like......ily but that's on u for fucking a married lady

                in fact, she was quite jealous that the other looked so completely relaxed; like the universe decided to not give her friend any problems since she wasn’t as bad as celeste turned out to be. surely, it sucks. but deep down in her mind, she knew exactly what she needs to do– but right now, she lets her vulnerability radiate off of her system. 

                 “i honestly have no idea what went down, and i also honestly think i won’t know since aiden didn’t want to be here in the first place. but i do know him well enough to know that he’s going to be just fine.” acknowledging the hardest pill to swallow was difficult, what more would it be if she just chose to ignore it? she wasn’t the type to ignore reality, but somehow, she tends to get into her own little world that sometimes, reality seems to be non-existent. with a deep sigh, celeste lays her heavy head; in hopes of it getting lighter– or at least, the feeling of comfort she’s been craving since she lost her mind upon waiting for a goddamned text. “…okay.” she says, finding the slightest bit of amusement at how saige reacted to her question– specifically, about dio. “i just asked what you were doing there, and i got more answers than i should– and that says a hell lot about you, saigey.”

though saige should’ve been rightfully panicked--any sane person would be if their close friend had her high school lover’s blood coating them--she was perpetually unbothered. at the very least--when it came to things that should’ve had her bothered; things that mattered, things of importance, things of...value. though being the girl that she is, her mind had resorted to only being affected by things that surely, did not matter in the long run. and as such, her cool demeanor was a curse in this moment.

“i mean like, y’did the right thing so fuck what aiden wants. ‘m glad that he’s like, not going to die or whatever--wait okay so like...why’d he come over? or did you find him like that?” she shoved a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, tilting her head to look at celeste, “are y’all like...y’know? also like, okay, fair, are y’gonna read me to filth or whatever now? i mean like, not that this topic is even relevant right now--fuck whatever i’m doing, y’know? we are going to focus on you, and aiden, and whatever else the fuck is going on in your life, and you’re going to seep out all of this...whatever you’re feeling right now, ‘cos i have no idea, and then you’re gonna walk outta here like the bad bitch y’are and that’s...like, that. no getting outta it.”