you taught me how to be someone

.ೃ࿐ ( abigail cowen , cis woman , she/her ) a little birdy told me delilah “daisy” king just moved to sunset hills . have you met them yet ? they look somewhere around 24 , if i had to guess ! pretty sure i heard them driving down the street golden by harry styles , they sounded a little pitchy but they had the spirit ! must be their favorite or something . hey … it looks like they just moved into marina hall . have you heard about what they do for a living ? someone told me they’re a music major , but who knows if that’s even true . guess we’re just gonna have to wait and see . nervous ? maybe you should be . sunset speaks just posted about them … apparently they’re resident id 001? between you and me , i think that might spark some things in the community … but what do i know ! you guys might get along just fine ! ( louisa , she/her , 21 , gmt . )

“bitch, no! i— i’m not even gonna…” she trailed off, rolling her eyes while laughing. the ice cream seemed lonely without any of their attention, and since that was the real seller for sera, she decided to dig in. “i fucking love you,” she mumbled with the spoon in her mouth. “i don’t know what colors, but i’m sure it wouldn’t be that hard. i technically have a few outfits that’ll work if i need them to.” she explained, her head down as she prepared another spoon full of ben&jerry’s strawberry cheesecake ice cream. her eyes peered up to look at her. all of her concerns surrounding this entire noah ordeal coming back to the surface. “uhm… have you seen noah recently? i saw him on like thursday, and he didn’t look… he looked out of it? i know you guys have rehearsals, so i just wanted to know if you noticed anything? if… if he mentioned anything?” she already knew what happened but she hoped daisy had more details than she did. sera knew because of their friendship that there was a possibility that he told her not to say anything, similarly with merrick, but she hoped daisy had more of a loyalty to her than to noah.

“that’s sweet. and yeah, he most definitely will,” he smiled. daisy was a talented musician, and he knew everyone could see it. the way she hit the drums with such passion was honestly inspiring. “yeah, no problem. i got you.” the band hadn’t started until only three months ago. enough time to write songs and rehearse them. and they sounded good. noah was proud of what they’d been accomplishing. he laughed and dropped his head for a moment before looking back at her. those eyes. “i think they’d be onto something here,” he teased. he liked daisy. he didn’t like-like her. but she was fun and smart and talented and fucking hot. they hadn’t known each other for that long, but he hoped he’d keep getting to know her. little did he know what would happen in the next few months. “sure. come on,” he smiled and got up from the stool to go outside.

noah: not like this

noah: meet me at the rehearsal space in an hour

del: you can't just demand that.

del: i told u, i have a family thing. im not home rn

“you know i’ll be there,” merrick promises - she’d have been there anyways, of course, and the triangle between three of her good friends was nothing if not a nightmare of their own to untangle. she had no advice - she’d been in her own fair share of triangles and never come out unscathed, but all she can do is support all three of them without taking any sides. “and if you want some company, you know where to find me. i never say ‘no’ to a good road trip.” she runs her fingers through del’s hair as she rests into her, “but running and avoiding isn’t gonna help either, you know?”

nathan: kinda out of the blue i'll say that

nathan: what's going on ?

del: very out of the blue. i think i really fucked up, n.

“i’m sure he would be proud,” noah smiled. “did you talk to anyone who maybe recorded it? i’m sure gabby must’ve done it. i’ll ask her if you want to.” as the alcohol hit his throat, the man grimaced and swallowed. had never been really a fan of hard liquors. but whatever gets you drunk, right? “oh i don’t know,” he smirked. “i’m a little slutty.” a laugh escaped his lips. he was already a bit tipsy after the show, and having daisy so close to him was giving him ideas. but he changed the topic immediately, instead picking at some peanuts that were on a small plate. “they should have cashew nuts. those are the best.” he looked around back at the stage, the next band getting ready to play their set. “you wanna hang around and listen to them? i heard they were really good. but i’ve never seen them live.”

sera smiled, quickly glancing over to daisy as she got comfortable on her. “i hate spicy food! haven’t you noticed i always ask about spicy levels or avoid anything that has any type of pepper?” she said while laughing. her head shook from side to side while her shoulders raised at her story. “i would have literally died at just the scent.” it took one bad experience with spicy food as a child to have sera never want to try it again. while her tolerance is probably higher now, she still stirs clear of it. “you know what that has me thinking of?” she said full of excitement. she positioned herself nearly in front of the other. this always happened — talking instead of watching the movie. “what are we doing for halloween weekend? we have to go somewhere together… and maybe match?” that was if they were still friends by then.

noah: daisy i swear to god

noah: if you don't wanna talk this shit i'm kicking you out of the band

del: daisy huh? nice.

noah: wait

noah: are you mad bc we made out?

noah: or are you mad bc nothing else happened?

del: really?

del: you really just said that?

daisy: so this is probably weird

daisy: it's definitely weird to come to ur emotional support ex with guy issues, right?

“i love you more.” little did she know how true were those words — or the bomb looming over their friendship. sera got comfortable in the familiar mattress, watching as the other dug into their food. the waitress playfully scrunched up face in disapproval of her topping choice. her head shaking softly while chuckling before taking a slice for herself. “we’d look so fucking hot, too. i could imagine it right now. we’ll have so many people just falling in lust.” she laughed.

“thank you, dee.” noah smiled and set down the can on the table that had some snacks for them. they’d asked for sandwiches and energy drinks. it was nice that they got just that. “shots already?” the man raised his eyebrows in a mischievous way, then he laughed. “sure, why not.” he led her out of the green room and into the bar. it was packed and noah had to make a beeline to the counter. he asked for shots and since they’d been the band that played a few minutes ago, they were free. the blond handed daisy her shot glass full of tequila and he looked down at his. “i swear these get me a little crazy, so i’m sorry if i become too reckless or something,” he grinned.

she’s fiddling with the string of her guitar, a new skill she’s trying to pick up, a present from her dad. there’s a comfortable silence in the room as she sits with the other girl, lifting her head up. “so...you gonna come to the next show? i could really use you there.” she smiles sadly, she’d recapped her friend on the whole situation earlier. “i don’t know when it is yet, but i’m gonna go stay with daddy this weekend so it won’t be for a week at least.”

noah: we still need to talk about it, you and me

noah: i'm really sorry

noah: i shouldn't have done that

del: there is no you and me, noah. we made out, that's it.

del: it's fine

“i got it on your half of the pizza,” she said while rolling her eyes. daisy technically was the person who introduced sera and noah. whenever she could, she’d go watch them perform. she was always a groupie for her best friend, but now also their producer. “i’ma just bring the box and get the ice cream?” it came out as a question, but it was a statement. she got two spoons, the cheesecake ice cream, and their pizza before climbing into bed with daisy. “ugh! one day i’m gonna do burlesque.“