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𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 

he   shouldn’t   laugh.   he   knows   he   shouldn’t   laugh.   this   isn’t   a   laughing   matter.   the   car   has   broken   down   and   they   are   stuck   on   the   side   of   the   road   and   the   first   car   they   have   seen   drive   by   in   the   hour   they   have   been   waiting   𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝   𝐧𝐨𝐭   𝐭𝐨   𝐬𝐞𝐞   𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.   and   yet,   he   looks   over   at   audrey,   pout   on   her   face   and   her   arms   crossed   and   no   matter   how   hard   he   bites   his   cheeks,   a   laugh   falls   out.   it’s   loud   and   light   and   maybe   it’s   A   LITTLE   TIRED   but   once   he   has   started   he   can’t   seem   to   stop.   she’s   right,   of   course,   it’s   𝐧𝐨𝐭   funny.   this   whole   situation   was   entirely   absurd   and   perhaps   that’s   why   he   can’t   help   but   grin. 

eyes   filled   with   light,   his   head   tilts   slightly,   “   come   on,   auds   !   look   on   the   bright   side,   when   was   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭   𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞   me   and   you   had   the   time   to   get   outside   and   spend   some   time   together   ?   ”   in   the   aftermath   of   her   learning   what   he   was,   everything   moved   quickly,   one   disaster   to   the   next   —   the   world   was   a   tool   of   destruction,   built   on   swells   of   darkness   that   manifested   in   the   hearts   of   the   greedy.   there   had   been   lives   that   needed   𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆,   so   many   that   they   hadn’t   had   the   time   to   think   about   saving   themselves. 

he   reached   for   her   hands,   pulling   her   to   the   center   of   the   dirt   road   and   pointing   up   to   the   sky,   “   look   at   that   !   a   shooting   star.   ”   ben   knew   they   were   just   pieces   of   rock   that   crashed   through   the   earth’s   atmosphere   at   unthinkable   speeds,   but   if   anything   he   thought   that   made   them   even   more   special.   they   had   escaped   𝐀   𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐓   𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒   and   crashed   into   life   and   maybe   there   were   times   in   the   middle   of   the   night,   when   he   couldn’t   sleep,   that   audrey’s   friendship   felt   the   same.   a   burst   of   life   in   a   universe   intent   on   ending   it.   “   remember   when   we   were   kids   ?   we’d   stay   up   for   HOURS,   just   hoping   to   see   𝐨𝐧𝐞.   ”

@hecrowned·   sent      »      “something   happened   today.”

INT:         THE   AIR   SEEMS   MORE   TENSE   THAN   NORMAL      ───      SHE   DOESN’T   HAVE   TIME   FOR   THIS.

the   sentence   catches   her   attention,   her   efforts   to   ignore   him      (      which   were   going   successfully   in   the   beginning   of   the   interaction      )      fly   out   of   her   conscious.      red   eyebrows   furrow   in   curiosity,   a   HINT   OF   ANNOYANCE   present   on   hard   features.      day   after   day,   something   always   happens.      why   does   the   phrase   even   catch   her   by   surprise   anymore?      never   a   vacation   in   beacon   hills      ───      unless   you   consider   being   surrounded   by   death   a   getaway.

LYDIA:         for   god’s   sakes,   ben.      i   have   a   chemistry   test   tomorrow,   i   don’t   have   time   for   this.

a   true   statement      ───      but   when   you’re   trapped   in   the   vicious   tornado   of   supernatural   occurrences,   there   is   never   time   you   can’t   find.      she   throws   her   backpack   in   her   deep   blue   toyota,   closing   the   car   door   &   leaning   her   weight   against   it.      legs   crossed   at   the   ankles,   head   tilted   to   the   side   quizzically,   she   makes   an   impatient   gesture   with   manicured   digits.

LYDIA:         well?      is   it   important?

hands   slip   into   his   pockets,   sparing   a   short   glance   around   the   parking   lot   to   see   who   all   was   around.   it   was   𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐘   𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇,   a   few   groups   huddled   in   different   corners,   laughing   and   dragging   their   feet,   not   wanting   the   day   to   be   over.   ben   wished   he   could   say   the   same   for   himself.   he   didn’t   like   doing   this,   didn’t   enjoy   pulling   people   from   their   lives   to   WARN   them   of   what   he   had   caught   word   of.   but   he’d   hate   himself   if   he   didn’t.   “   i’m   sorry,   i   don’t   mean   to   bother   you   i   swear.   ”   apologetic   expression   fills   his   features   and   he   nods   solemnly.