I Haven’t Met The New Me Yet

“If you call that saving.” He couldn’t help but laugh. He wouldn’t say that other people’s misery particularly entertained him, but in this instance on this Monday, it sure did. 

x

“At least you tried.” Ev couldn’t help but notice him laughing but she shook it off. “You could have just not said anything then laughed as I walked into it.”

She’d needed some fresh air after dealing with some particularly rude karens who’d decided to come into ‘In Bloom’. They’d danced, essentially stomped, on her last nerve and Mo’s dad had told her to take a breather. So, Amoret had set out for the park to enjoy the nice weather, soaking in the sunshine and letting herself relax. When she heard the shutter of a camera, the blonde swung her head to find where it was coming from. A smirk tugged at her lips when she caught sight of Everly and heard her best friend’s words. “Out of everyone in this town, you’re one of the few that I know for a fact isn’t a creeper, love.” Mo teased.

x

Though she scoffed Everly smiled. Of course Mo wouldn’t have minded. Patting the open seat on the bench next to her Ev scooted so there was more room. As if the blonde needed it. “Yeah”, she asked nodding towards a few moms that had been staring at her. “Tell them. I think I’m scaring the mini vans out of ‘em.”

location: outside Inkphoric @niles-starters​

A week back and he couldn’t say he had missed Niles. It was raining. It was always fucking raining. Lightly now though so it was barely felt, tiny little droplets, half of which evaporated mid air. Tyson was outside having a smoke, distracted with that only to look up at the last minute. “That’s a…” he didn’t have time to finish his words, watching the person before him step into the deceptively shallow, but actually quite deep— “…puddle.”

x

With a sigh the redhead flipped some of the hair from her face as water gushed through the canvas of her shoes. “Great”, she mumbled to herself, mad at herself for being too out of it to react fast enough. Taking another step Ev lifted her foot, shaking some of the water out of her shoe with her foot still inside, or was trying to at least. “Thanks for trying to save me at least.”

(debby ryan, 26, cis woman) you’re looking for EVERLY SLOAN? last i knew they live in GOLDEN OAKS. i heard they can be both KIND and FREE SPIRITED, but still INSECURE and SARCASTIC. You know they kinda remind me of THE TASTE OF FRESH COFFEE, CONVERSE WITH UNTIED LACES, THE CLICKS OF A SHUTTER. better hurry, before SHE has to head to work as A BARISTA at THE BEAN. 

tw: domestic abuse & substance abuse

Salem hadn’t noticed, but his leg was already in its usual spot over hers, ready for the entanglement that would occur throughout the night. Pushing her legs with his calf closer to his, he pulled her closer. It was a stressful day to say the least and the lunch with his brother hadn’t exactly ended very well. Salem had been avoiding Everly all day . because of it, hoping not to worry her with the tremble in his step. 

“Not this time,” He breathed, comforted greatly by just her presence. “I-I… I pierced my ear… and it hurts a lot more than I thought it would.” He bit his lip at the confession, looking up at the ceiling. He didn’t know why it was so embarrassing. He wasn’t sure if it was the impulsiveness that came with the decision or the childish spite it was born out of.

The way he twisted around her eased her worries, if only for a moment. Still his actions confused her. Was he just trying to keep things like they’d been, or did he feel the same? At his words, Everly propped herself up onto her elbow. “Wait you did what?”

He didn’t press as to why she wasn’t sleeping, but he could imagine. He stretched his arm out for her to roll into, a soft and sleepy smile towards her. As much as their agreement to sleeping side by side was for Everly’s sake, it helped immensely with Salem’s own sleepless nights. He had to dull the lights in his room early for her and play his guitar much more gentle.

“You know the move, little lady,” He said, the corners of his mouth twitching upward as he said it, a grin threatening to spread across his face. “C’mere.”

There was a smile that almost managed to fully form before she bit her lip to hid it. Everly scooted closer to him, this time resting her head on his shoulder to face him instead of pressing her back to him. “Did you stub your toe again?”