i've been the best i can be

[text] damn right. i told him what you said and he puffed out his feathers.

[text] maybe both

[text] luce/sachie

[text] the realest scandal

[text] i finally talked to my doc about my insomnia. she really wants me to go see a therapist to figure out what could be the issue, but she did give me some pills to help for now.

[text] sachie… 

[text] …that is adorable.

[text] you are adorable.

[text] damn right. i told him what you said and he puffed out his feathers.

[text] maybe both

[text] luce/sachie

[text] the realest scandal

[text] i finally talked to my doc about my insomnia. she really wants me to go see a therapist to figure out what could be the issue, but she did give me some pills to help for now.

[text] sachie... 

[text] ...that is adorable.

[text] you are adorable.

[text] damn right. i told him what you said and he puffed out his feathers.

[text] maybe both

[text] luce/sachie

[text] the realest scandal

[text] i finally talked to my doc about my insomnia. she really wants me to go see a therapist to figure out what could be the issue, but she did give me some pills to help for now.

[text] damn right. i told him what you said and he puffed out his feathers.

[text] maybe both

[text] luce/sachie

[text] the realest scandal

[text] damn right. i told him what you said and he puffed out his feathers.

[text] maybe both

[text] damn right. i told him what you said and he puffed out his feathers.

[text] maybe both

Gloria pauses, her drinks half way up to her mouth. Fuck!! That just slipped out!! She’d been thinking too much about that other nicer universe.

“Um… no? I don’t think I did.” She says slowly, turning towards him. She pulls a confused expression herself. “Maybe I’ve had a bit too much to drink.”

Radio stares at her, warily, for a second, then brushes it off with a hum and goes back to his drink. Well, this wasn’t going nearly as well as he’d planned… Perhaps he’d be better off trying with a different girl; one who wasn’t Mr Cunningham’s daughter and certainly not one who got a brotherly vibe from him!

“I should probably get going.” She says, rather awkwardly. She reaches over and pats Radio on the shoulder lightly. “I really hope that I see you around, Radio.”

“Oh. Right. Alright– um, it was nice meeting you, Gloria.” He manages a warm smile. “I’m sure we’ll see each other around town. Heh. Take care, now, a-and god bless.”

Gloria pauses, her drinks half way up to her mouth. Fuck!! That just slipped out!! She’d been thinking too much about that other nicer universe.

“Um… no? I don’t think I did.” She says slowly, turning towards him. She pulls a confused expression herself. “Maybe I’ve had a bit too much to drink.”

Radio stares at her, warily, for a second, then brushes it off with a hum and goes back to his drink. Well, this wasn’t going nearly as well as he’d planned… Perhaps he’d be better off trying with a different girl; one who wasn’t Mr Cunningham’s daughter and certainly not one who got a brotherly vibe from him!

“I should probably get going.” She says, rather awkwardly. She reaches over and pats Radio on the shoulder lightly. “I really hope that I see you around, Radio.”

“Alistair..” She says slowly, pulling off her glasses and rubbing one of her eyes.

Shit, she remembered him now. He was her step baby brother in another universe. He went by AJ or Radio. Sometimes, Junior depending on who was addressing him. It was another one of those universes that was… nice. Not to mention, in this universe, he was suppose to be Embry’s boyfriend.

“My name is Gloria Cunningham.” She says once she’s placed her glasses back on her face. She offers her hand to Radio. “It’s nice to meet you, Alistair.”

Radio looks down to her hand then draws in a slow breath as he sits the glass down on the bar then gently takes her hand and lifts it to his lips, planting a tender kiss on her knuckles. He then pauses before letting her hand gently down.

“Well, my mother raised me well. Like she always said, manners are one of the few things that come free in this world, so you may as well use them. Heh.”

Still, he can’t help but dwell on her name. Gloria… Gloria Cunningham. It’s as he goes to take a swig from his scotch, the penny then drops and he pales a little in his face, smile dropping.

“Alistair..” She says slowly, pulling off her glasses and rubbing one of her eyes.

Shit, she remembered him now. He was her step baby brother in another universe. He went by AJ or Radio. Sometimes, Junior depending on who was addressing him. It was another one of those universes that was… nice. Not to mention, in this universe, he was suppose to be Embry’s boyfriend.

“My name is Gloria Cunningham.” She says once she’s placed her glasses back on her face. She offers her hand to Radio. “It’s nice to meet you, Alistair.”

Radio looks down to her hand then draws in a slow breath as he sits the glass down on the bar then gently takes her hand and lifts it to his lips, planting a tender kiss on her knuckles. He then pauses before letting her hand gently down.

“Well, my mother raised me well. Like she always said, manners are one of the few things that come free in this world, so you may as well use them. Heh.”

Still, he can’t help but dwell on her name. Gloria… Gloria Cunningham. It’s as he goes to take a swig from his scotch, the penny then drops and he pales a little in his face, smile dropping.

“Alistair..” She says slowly, pulling off her glasses and rubbing one of her eyes.

Shit, she remembered him now. He was her step baby brother in another universe. He went by AJ or Radio. Sometimes, Junior depending on who was addressing him. It was another one of those universes that was… nice. Not to mention, in this universe, he was suppose to be Embry’s boyfriend.

“My name is Gloria Cunningham.” She says once she’s placed her glasses back on her face. She offers her hand to Radio. “It’s nice to meet you, Alistair.”

Radio looks down to her hand then draws in a slow breath as he sits the glass down on the bar then gently takes her hand and lifts it to his lips, planting a tender kiss on her knuckles. He then pauses before letting her hand gently down.

Maybe there was another way past this. Maybe he didn’t have to go down the route of breaking it to his mother. Maybe he didn’t even have to go down the gay route, at all. He was bisexual, after all. Girls were always an option. Maybe if he just found himself a girlfriend, he could look past it all.

And so off to the bar he went with his last string of hope, dressed in a more smart than casual outfit. After all, women go crazy about a sharp-dressed man, right?

Sliding onto a stool, he sighs softly and orders himself a scotch on the rocks and takes a quick glance at the young lady beside him. She seemed… Pleasant. Intelligent. A girl with her head on her shoulders, but perhaps a little quirky, too. There was only one way to find out…

“I-I would call myself more handsome, than pretty, but yeah, you, uh… Y-You could say that.” He sips at his drink again. It was a surprise the bar tender actually agreed to serve him alcohol, since, even dressed up, he wouldn’t claim to have passed for 21. Then again, this guy didn’t seem like he particularly cared about anything past getting the money.

“There’s no need to be nervous.” She grins, “I assure you that everyone at the bar either wants to have a good time or get drunk. It gets easier to come back the more you go out. Just take your time.”

She pauses.

Shit, she remembered him now. He was her step baby brother in another universe. He went by AJ or Radio. Sometimes, Junior depending on who was addressing him. It was another one of those universes that was... nice. Not to mention, in this universe, he was suppose to be Embry’s boyfriend.

Maybe there was another way past this. Maybe he didn’t have to go down the route of breaking it to his mother. Maybe he didn’t even have to go down the gay route, at all. He was bisexual, after all. Girls were always an option. Maybe if he just found himself a girlfriend, he could look past it all.

And so off to the bar he went with his last string of hope, dressed in a more smart than casual outfit. After all, women go crazy about a sharp-dressed man, right?

Sliding onto a stool, he sighs softly and orders himself a scotch on the rocks and takes a quick glance at the young lady beside him. She seemed… Pleasant. Intelligent. A girl with her head on her shoulders, but perhaps a little quirky, too. There was only one way to find out…

“I-I would call myself more handsome, than pretty, but yeah, you, uh… Y-You could say that.” He sips at his drink again. It was a surprise the bar tender actually agreed to serve him alcohol, since, even dressed up, he wouldn’t claim to have passed for 21. Then again, this guy didn’t seem like he particularly cared about anything past getting the money.

“There’s no need to be nervous.” She grins, “I assure you that everyone at the bar either wants to have a good time or get drunk. It gets easier to come back the more you go out. Just take your time.”

She pauses.

Maybe there was another way past this. Maybe he didn’t have to go down the route of breaking it to his mother. Maybe he didn’t even have to go down the gay route, at all. He was bisexual, after all. Girls were always an option. Maybe if he just found himself a girlfriend, he could look past it all.

And so off to the bar he went with his last string of hope, dressed in a more smart than casual outfit. After all, women go crazy about a sharp-dressed man, right?

Sliding onto a stool, he sighs softly and orders himself a scotch on the rocks and takes a quick glance at the young lady beside him. She seemed… Pleasant. Intelligent. A girl with her head on her shoulders, but perhaps a little quirky, too. There was only one way to find out…

[text] weird

[txt] do you know if he needs like… a secretary or some shit?

[text] he’s not super organized :P

[text] weird

[txt] do you know if he needs like… a secretary or some shit?

[text] he’s not super organized :P