it   had   always   been   more   of   a   hobby   than   anything   else   ,   something   she   never   quite   managed   to   grow   out   of   no   matter   how   much   life   tried   to   pull   her   in   other   directions.   snow   stepped   out   of   the   cockpit   and   onto   the   concrete   ,   her   boots   landing   with   a   heavy   ,   familiar   crush   as   she   tilted   her   head   toward   the   sky   ,   reading   it   the   way   other   people   read   a   mood.   it   wasn’t   in   their   favor   today.   she   let   out   a   small   ,   apologetic   smile   as   she   turned   back   to   him.   “   weather’s   not   up   for   it   ,   ”   she   said   softly   but   firmly.   “   sorry   ,   i   don’t   wanna   risk   it.   maybe   next   time   ?   ”

seeing the ad for a free airplane ride across willow glen was something talia could not pass up . she had waited on the tarmac as the other went up , eyes following the plane as it flew about the sky before coming back to a halt in front of her . when the other female stepped back onto the ground , talia could tell something was wrong . she had been wanting to go up and watch the town from above ; watching how everyone interacts with each other . but it seemed that it was not in the cards today . she knew it before the other spoke , a soft nod coming and sigh escaping lips . ❝ it's quite alright , i understand . no worries . ❞ the brunette remarks , hands tucking into her coat pockets .

she listens to the rest of his words before clicking the phone off and made her way to the door , knocking lightly on the wood . he opens the door , standing there almost regal like as he steps aside , allowing her to enter . the femme follows behind as he leads her to the kitchen , his items lined up on the kitchen island . eyes scan the baggies , fingertips brushing along them as her mind tries to hone in on what she wants needs . ❝ it's uh , been a few years , yeah . ❞ winter states , picking up one of the baggies of what looked like coke at the end of the row . ❝ oh you know me , just been around . . . ❞ she states before holding up the bag . ❝ how much for this ? i got forty bucks on hand but i could venmo you or whatever for the rest . ❞ femme asks , turning towards him with the bag . ❝ dude , please . i'm begging here . i'll literally do anything . just hook me up . ❞ brooks didn't need to know why she needs it . he just needs to help her out .

tongue sticks out as his middle finger makes its appearance . maybe it was a twin thing but the two always made fun of the other , especially in ways that others would find disturbing . the koenigs had a certain sense of humor . one that only their family understood . her drink was nearly gone , a sigh coming from lips as she took the last swig ; setting the empty glass on the small round table . eyes follow his movements as he pulls a pack of smokes from his pocket and grabbing one with his teeth .

a laugh spills softly out of him before he can help it , low and surprised enough to fog the surface of his coffee when he lifts it closer to his mouth. damn. not even a charity lie from the girl in the hallway.

“ horrible , huh ? ” eyes still on the glass , taking in the old photo with fresh offence. “ see , i was hopin’ for somethin’ more like . . . misguided , maybe. or brave for the time. you went ahead and put the boy in the ground. ”

❝ i told you , i'm at flo's and you never know who's listening . ❞ she responds , taking one last look around before leaving payment for her food and getting up . ❝ yeah , i can do that . give me like ten minutes . ❞ winter says as she slides into her rogue and plugs her phone up to her car so she can drive . femme backs up from her spot and gets onto the empty road , heading south from her direction . she must sound so desperate , practically begging him for coke in the middle of the night . well , she was . she just wanted to get away for a while , block the world out . ❝ fuck . ❞ she says under her breath as a fist slams against the steering wheel . ❝ i'm gonna need more than one line . what can i do to get three ? i'll do anything , man . i need to get fucked up . ❞ the femme replies as she turns onto the street where he lived , driving slowly as to not wake anyone . parking outside , she puts her car into park as she picks up the phone again . ❝ nah , staying in . just need relief . i'm here , coming to the door . ❞ she clicks the phone off so she can't be tracked before letting her knuckles lightly rap on the wood .

eyes peered around the nearly empty diner as thumb scrolls to find the name , pressing call . he was her last resort . if she hadn't been out of weed , she wouldn't have to call him . the phone rings a few times , and she almost hangs up before his voice carries through the phone . her words are quick . her being careful as to not draw any attention . being a boone had it's downsides . she asks for some shit , not really caring what he brings her . winter needed a fix . . . and fast . she cuts him off mid-sentence , ending the call to set the device on the table in front of her . she hoped to god no one heard her . if her dad found out she was using again , it'd kill him . not even a minute later , the name reappears on her screen , the femme rolling eyes before picking it up . as soon as she hits answer , his voice carries through her ear again . ❝ dude , sorry . i got scared someone was listening . ❞ brown eyes stare at the ceiling as he talks ; she can hear him thumbing through stuff on the other end . ❝ yeah , sure , whatever . but yeah , how much coke can i get for like forty bucks ? if you got anything higher priced , i'll pay you some other way . ❞

‎ UNFORTUNATELY, julian would rather die than be boring. he might even die trying not to be boring, which would be the self-fulfilling prophecy of the century. at least his tombstone will be interesting. "oh, fuck off. if i had the power to will things into existence, i would've been on time's 30 under 30 seven years ago. you'll be fine." julian rolled his eyes. "and no, i don't read your articles, grandma. that's not how you use the internet. it's supposed to be for cute cat videos and ignoring scam messages from your boomer relatives and porn." julian leaned back deeper into his chair, glass still lifted with his pinky sticking out as he continued to swirl it in his hand—something he liked to do when they were children to mock their parents' friends at the country club. he groaned at his sister's response; leave it to talia to rely on divine bureaucracy for her 'life plan'. "oh, tally... you used to be fun." clicked his tongue disappointingly at her as he shook his head. "you know what? that's on me, actually. i walked right into that one. my bad." yes, he'd chosen a sociology-themed road trip for his sociology nut of a sister without even realizing it. perhaps, subconsciously, he shared the same interests as her no matter how much he liked to give her shit for it. "that depends on your definition of 'a little bit'. 'cause sometimes your 'a little bit' is me spending three fucking hours waiting for you in that museum in fucking florence while you debated whether a fifteenth century grain tax was proto-capitalist." he didn't know what that meant; it was just one of the many useless keywords he'd accumulated in his brain from letting her drone on and on and on about her work in the background.

that is somewhere that the twins differed . he couldn't stand boring , always needing excitement and change in his life . talia , on the other hand , liked structure . she liked things to be one way and not change . ❝ ju , do we need to get you some help with the porn addiction ? i can hear you at all hours of the night . fuck , give your damn junk a rest . ❞ she said with an eye roll , drinking another long sip of her wine . ❝ you use it your way , i use it mine . ❞ blue orbs watch the other before gaze drifts back to the house , sighing as she watched the hustle and bustle inside . ❝ hey now , i still am fun . just in a different way . ❞ that was a lie . talia's idea of fun was sitting on the couch watching history channel , crocheting a new scarf for her dog . she was a grandma , he got that right . ❝ that you did . seems like i am rubbing off on you , brother . you'll be loving sociology by the time we're done . ❞ the brunette remarks with a small excited clap . she rolls her eyes at his comment , choosing to ignore it rather than speak on it . ❝ you didn't have to go on that trip , you know ? i told you it was a work thing . but we had fun , right ? and we'll have fun on this trip ! and i promise not to be too much into work , okay ? just let me have like an hour per city and then i'll put it up . pinky promise . ❞ talia says , sticking out her right pinky to him like they did as kids .