eastrnhighway:
she’s not sure where she’s going — walking out the door to rockin’ and rollin’, mostly blinded by the lights inside and reminded far too much of a life she hoped to leave ( mostly ) behind. walks into step beside someone, as if alexis had known them her whole life, instead of being a weirdo that talks to people like they’re friends. “what’s the most fun thing to do around here?” asks like a local - she’s an actress, she knows how to sound somewhat genuine. not far off, even. she’s been here for a while now, more than some others who have only recently moved here, but still hasn’t explored like she should. too involved in her own grief. “i feel like i’ve been everywhere, and walkin’ ‘round in circles the entire time.” what kind of fun is she looking for? not even sure of it, just something to ease the anxiety in the pit of her stomach. / @irvingstarters
Manny took a quick glance at the woman speaking to him. He took another glance around to make sure she was speaking to him and not someone else. Maybe she had Bluetooth headphones in her ears. Still, he shrugged as she continued to talk. “so,” he asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets, “if you’ve walked around everywhere, where are you walking to now?” As far as he was aware, unless she was resuming her walk in which she had already seemed bored by. “I don’t want to sound... insensitive, but isn’t part of the fun of going places to, you know, go with friends?” As far as he could tell, Emmanuel could tell the girl didn’t seem to have friends. At least none to waster her time with.
