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hayden: what do you think about then??

hayden: i can see that -- damn that be good. you both have similar skin tones

hayden: then what do you have a thing for??

hayden: wow, that actually sounds ... nice

hayden: excuse you. why not??

caleb: lots of other things.

caleb: yeah i guess we do.

caleb: why do you care what i have a thing for?

caleb: it was nice.

&&.        although hayden knows she should S T O P, her impulsivity prevents her from doing so. the brunette should S T O P doing a lot of things – downing another shot, pranking, r e s e n t i n g society, mourning zander’s death, pushing caleb to the breaking point, thinking with her overzealous, romantic heart rather than her rational mind, & the list goes on. her emotions are scattered as if swept in & out by the alcohol’s tide, drowning in the sea of liquor she’s consumed. although her body’s overly warm thanks to the hot summer night & the alcohol, goosebumps still stand attentively on her body. hayden l o n g s for the warmth only her brother’s touch could give her, smaller frame enveloped in his larger one as strong arms would wrap P R O T E C T I V E L Y around her ( zander had a penchant for being the protector, everyone’s savior – especially hayden’s ). “ ya’ didn’t have to, ” hayden murmurs sullenly, will overpowered as her hand mechanically reaches for another shot. the brunette grunts, wearily eyeing the other as she replies, “ hmm, so ya’ thieve for yourself ? i would’ve liked it better if you had a cause. if all the goods are going to you, shouldn’t ya’ be richer by now ? i mean surely you’ve been doing this for y e a r s. ” like a sponge, hayden intends to squeeze all the information out of caleb until her curiosity is satiated, until she U N D E R S T A N D S the fascinating male. she cracks a small smile, “ i think the alcohol’s gotten to your head, but hey, lemme know if ya’ find one. i’ll assume ya’ stole it. ”

&&.        “ you took the fuckin’ wallet, don’t try & be smart with me. ” hayden retorts as she glares at the other, hazel hues burning with the unspoken, ‘ put it back before i do it again. ’ doubling over, hayden begins to cackle, reaction fueled by her current drunken state. her abs ache as the laughter continues to tumble from her plush lips like a child rolling down a steep, grassy hill. “ seems to me like ya’ are. all ya’ do is thieve. & for what ? what was the fuckin’ point of takin’ that poor man’s wallet ? ‘m sittin’ right here, i’ve clearly got enough to cover us both, yet you’d rather take money from a stranger ? it was so impulsive, ” hayden trails off, hazel hues widening with her discovery, “ you’ve got to be. ” the last phrase is whispered, tone filled with wonderment as her gaze studies the other as if he were a fascinating exhibit. most would call hayden immoral, the way she spoke & acted was enough to prompt the most pious to urge her to attend church or to repent for her actions. yet, a certain superiority overtakes her as he mentions thieving, a ten commandment, no longer bothers him. it makes the brunette feel better about herself, yet a piece of hayden knows that type of thinking is d a n g e r o u s – it’s the same type she abhors when her peers would treat others disdainfully due to their lack of status. instead, a new thought takes root as hayden prompts, “ how’d ya’ learn ? ” the moment feels I N T I M A T E, in a way hayden both loathes, yet secretly c r a v e s. her mouth feels dry, gaze unable to leave the others as mocha melts with toffee. “ yeah well, ” hayden murmurs softly, “ ya’ never really ask. at least not in the way ya’ need to to get to know me. besides, you’re so caught up in thinkin’ ‘m puttin’ on this grand F A C A D E, but what’s hidden isn’t large. unlike your secret, mine w o n ’ t put me in jail. ” coughing slightly, the brunette forces herself to rip her gaze away, body suddenly much warmer than it was previously. his words shouldn’t kickstart her heart the way they do, mind chastising the fragile organ that flits excitedly in her chest. when soft lips briefly touch her own, hayden’s body freezes in shock as a hand falls delicately onto his shoulder, suddenly reminded the other is still shirtless. she chokes on her own gasp, unable to breathe as her pulls away so quickly it makes her inebriated mind question whether this is R E A L I T Y. before she can speak, he does & it makes her stomach drop in a different way – disappointedly. her b i t t e r mind scoffs at her candy heart for being so naive ( it was just a D R U N K E N mistake ). “ told ya’. ” hayden murmurs, gaze intently studying the floor. “ guess ya’ make a lotta mistakes when you’re drunk, huh ? ”

&&.          explaining why and how he did what he did was d i f f i c u l t. the two of them were so different but with his unspoken similarity; a part of him wanted to confess it all, letting it all rise off his shoulders, but the other knew she would never get. explaining to her his reason for thieving would be like teaching a rock to swim: USELESS. “i never said that’s what i did. it’s just, well— it’s just a lot more C O M P L I C A T E D then that. you wouldn’t understand.” caleb rolled his eyes around, shaking his head. “maybe i just need to get the alcohol to get to you; but don’t worry when i find one i’ll let you ride it sometime.” he laughed, without context it seemed sexual but he would let her borrow is magic carpet if one ever fell into his possession. he would probably make a profit if he made( EVERYONE ELSE ) pay to use it. caleb would make bank; which ultimately, was is main goal in life. WEALTH.  it had always been what he wanted. growing up p o o r made him always want more. the grass was always greener on the other side. he wanted more money; more cars; more houses; more clothes. anything he currently had he always wanted more. sure that was GREEDY but everyone wanted something in life. what he wanted expanded over more than just one thing. leaving him with any of opportunities. to put it kindly. “ years? well, yeah, i mean since i was.. like TWELVE.. ELEVEN?” caleb shrugged his shoulders, after years of stealing it became more of a second nature than a sinful activity. a part of that had to have been the klepto in him talking, but after some time of doing a bad habit it become more of an addiction than a habit; EVERYONE knows that.

&&.           “i took the wallet, but i didn’t take ANYTHING out of it.” caleb responded, “and you know all this time you complain about my stealing but i have never stolen anything from you.” he saw her reaction, knowing she would not believe him. “i swear. if i’m lying God can strike me down right where i stand. i have stolen from E V E R Y O N E— mostly everyone. but i have not once stolen something of yours.” caleb felt like he needed to tell her that. somehow show her that while she might have seen him as awful, he had never done anything wrong to HER, and most likely never would. “well i’m NOT. i would know.” spoken like a true kleptomaniac, denying it until the statement became true. although he knew subconsciously that it never would become the honest truth. “ what do you think the streets are like, oliver and company? i didn’t meet some nice guy who taught me how to S N A T C H stuff, i just sort of did it. you start out pretending you just accidentally hit them weird, then start trying to take wallets.. after awhile you just start being able to do it.” it started sharp and insulting but eased it’s way into a quiet. his defensiveness becoming WEAKER as the amount of glasses he finished grew. her eyes made it harder for the boy to be rude to her. the warmth that seemed to make his knees W O B B L E and his hands ( SHAKE ). breaking his eyes away from hers, ‘casually’ smoothing the wrinkles out of his shirt.  though the break in connection made the subject spotlight ease to her. “tell me then.” he asked, “because every time i’m around you i can never tell what your intentions are. i can’t read you. just— tell me ANYTHING.” he wasn’t even sure he knew what he wanted her to share about herself. he did not know anything about her, she kept it all so hidden. “you say i don’t know you, so tell me.” 

hayden: good answer

hayden: exactly. so why haven't you thought about it??

hayden: you & wes duh

hayden: so you've just a got a thing for me & reina then??

hayden: really?? why'd you parents let you name ebony??

hayden: do you like my beauty products??

caleb: thanks

caleb: i don't know, just because i never have?

caleb: see if i was gay with anyone the hottest combo would be me and naveed i think?

caleb: i didn't say that

caleb: well when she was born my siblings and i were all old enough where we could suggest practical names. so we all got to make a list, and my parents liked my name best.

hayden: that's not too confident

hayden: isn't everyone who claims they're "straight" like 10% gay??

hayden: c'mon, you haven't thought about it?? ever??

hayden: reina & i?? hmm, never thought of that

hayden: i bet you think any girl with another is hot

hayden: i didn't know ...

hayden: they have nice names

hayden: yup, the one & only.

caleb: no one can ever be 100% when it comes to other people

caleb: probably? It's like even straight people have some gay tendencies

caleb: about you and cora or me and wes? because to be honest I haven't thought about ether.

caleb: hm i don't know, maybe?

caleb: thanks i named them.

caleb: well i named ebony

caleb: i was only like four when they had hay

hayden: does he really???

hayden: so you've thought about it??

hayden: oh ... i thought everyone did

hayden: like lbh cora & i together would be hot as hell

hayden: you have a sister??

hayden: nice to meet you caleb, i'm sally hansen

caleb: i think so??

caleb: no he has, he makes jokes about being gay for me but i low key think he's serious sometimes

caleb: you & cora would be. you'd be hot w/ reina too

caleb: i have 4 brothers & sisters

caleb: 2 sisters, hayley & ebony

hayden: hmm likely story

hayden: *in your dreams ... maybe

hayden: that's sexist

hayden: you stole my next insult damn

hayden: how do you know it's actually me??

caleb: he's my best bro he tells me everything

caleb: sure

caleb: pls no it is not

caleb: my sister is seven i've seen the movie :/

caleb: well i guess if it's not

vera: sure u do ! whatever helps u sleep at night!!

vera: missy? im sorry i think you have me confused with someone else

vera: i prefer bitch :)

caleb: im glad you care about my sleeping habits :)

hayden: so ... how do you know about this kink??

hayden: HAVE YOU TWO DONE IT??

hayden: lemme guess, bros before hoes??

hayden: anytime riff raff

hayden: lol lol lol lol lol sure

hayden: you're not funny then

hayden: that wasn't smooth enough to get mine

caleb: he told me once

caleb: in his dreams maybe

caleb: nah bros & hoes man

caleb: riff raff? street rat?

reina: if you say so !

cora: .... that lady... i dont wanna break my camera... so i woudlnt take her picture anyways... shes tripping too much like maybe its aiming at you but u got people and a view behind u

cora: IN THE BROOM CLOSET? WITH THE JANITOR??

cora:.. which one bc some r bangable and some r like too old and could break

cora: JANITOR MARVIN OH MY GO D

cora: NO WAY OMFG

cora:.... yet... hmmm

cora: interesting....

caleb: yeah take that bish it ain't all about u

caleb: YES WITH THE JANITOR

caleb: um i don't know how bangable they are??

caleb: MARVIN I KNOW

vera: ooh now u got that a1 #dirt

vera: and i don't have to listen to ur complaints anymore :) so whiny :)

caleb: i got that a1 everything

keagan: i feel like it's one of those nasty ass things u cant look away from........ like those pimple poppin vids..... nasty af but u gotta watch u kno

keagan: aw sick dude... so non-elderly fuckin an elderly..... is she rich was it like sugar mama shit

caleb: you know that some people actually enjoy watching pimple popping videos? like that's weird? those things are nasty af i don't watch them or else i barf

keagan: were they flabby :///////

keagan: i don't dig that like ..... some ppl b feelin the older ladies and i'd be chill for like the thirties but fuck man.....

keagan: was the janitor elderly too

caleb: i didn't look??

caleb: yeah anyone old enough to be my mom is too old for me man

hayden: has he not d..ated??

hayden: damn. i wanna see a fight.

hayden: lol good luck robin hood

hayden: you can thieve, but pranking's my territory

hayden: how is that funny??

caleb: i think he's dated, but idk how he has

caleb: that for sure won't happen he's my bro

caleb: thanks princess

caleb: eh i pranked a little in my day

hayden: course, it's all about the mystery

hayden: it's settled, i'm calling him daddy wes next time i see him

hayden: i hope he yells at you like a real dad :)

hayden: pls you can't think of anything to do to me that i haven't done before

hayden: i love you who??

caleb: that's right.

caleb: you'll be the first but pls go on ahead

caleb: he'll probably just send me a crying me**

caleb: i guess we will have to see about that one

caleb: don't ask who, because it's you.