melancholy town.

             HE’S    NOT    BLIND     .   .   .     YOU’RE   BLIND     !

tw:   drinking,   smoking.

did you just spill your drink on me?

shut up and dance with me, okay?

is this seat taken? sorry, this place is crowded.

i want to go home already.

having the strong feeling i’ll have to erase all my social networks in the morning.

could you do me a favor? could you pretend you’re my girl/boyfriend for a moment?

who the fuck invited you?

oh, i wasn’t expecting to see you here.

parties aren’t my thing.

want to dance with me?

do you recognize anyone?

can i get you a drink?

i said you could invite one person. one!

i don’t feel so good.

maybe i should have stayed home.

i am not nearly drunk enough yet.

i don’t recognize anyone here.

i should call my ex.

where’s a boy? i need to make out with someone.

i’m not drunk enough for this.

luckily for me, i have all my best ideas drunk.

it’s not a party without a little drama, am i right?

hiding from the drunk crowd too?

i only came for the free food.

do you want to get out of here?

boys are stupid, and i love you.

you’re beautiful, boys suck, i love you.

i’m dizzy, okay.

i need some water.

you need to go to bed.

do you want to talk about it?

do you have a light?

want to get some fresh air?

want to go somewhere quiet?

tw:   drinking,   death,   violence.   change   pronouns   as   necessary.

i had no place to turn.

you mad at me or something?

why would i be mad at you?

i feel like i let you down.

you can’t always be the hero.

i could really use the quiet.

it’s gonna be fine. we’ll get through this.

i trust that you will be on your best behavior tonight.

i mean, really. what’s the point?

why are you doing this?

i want to help you.

you have no idea how hard i’ve worked.

is all this necessary?

there’s no better window into a person’s character than the decisions that they make while under duress.

what the hell is this?

i knew this was too good to be true.

someone’s had a little too much to drink.

you go to hell, you sick motherfucker.

i don’t think i can do this.

you’re fucking crazy.

the least you could do is show a little fucking respect.

psycho little bitch.

you heard me, bitch.

opening your mouth was a big mistake.

i will fuck that guy up if i get the chance.

they want us to turn on each other.

yeah, we’re fucked.

they’re gonna kill us.

i’ve been through worse.

let’s just get it over with.

what the fuck is the matter with you people?

what did i ever do to you?

it’s just like life, isn’t it? no do-overs.

he needs medical attention.

can i stab her anywhere?

put some pressure on it.

can you breathe?

she’s not unconscious. she’s dead.

i tried to help her.

you made a decision and there’s a consequence.

keep your sarcasm to yourself.

they shot him.

is there a way out?

you’re lucky you didn’t get us all killed.

keep your petulant mouth shut.

why are you pointing a gun in my face?

now he’s dead.

i can’t do it.

that isn’t possible.

it’s over. we’re done. we can go home.

i think we have some things in common.

you’re here for someone else, right?

i’ll bet you’d do anything for him.

i know exactly how you feel.

i believe a “thank you” is in order.

“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.” 

“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”

“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”

“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”

“that was a brave thing you did today.” 

“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”   

“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”

“need some space?”

“you should lay down.”

“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.” 

“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”

“we can talk through the door.” 

“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”

“you almost died.” 

“i brought you a blanket.”

“you’re home. you’re safe.” 

“i’m worried about you.”

“is everything okay?”

“tell me how to make it better.”

“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”

“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.” 

“you’re in the hospital.” 

“think you can make it to the bathroom?”

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

Amity ‘Amma’ Crellin + character tropes