Surviving & Thriving

Giving a soft roll of her eyes at him, she glanced up. “I don’t nap. We know this. Plus I’m so excited to just relax and actually spend time with you since we don’t really have the same schedule,” she smiled as she rested her head against his arm. It wasn’t like they didn’t spend time together, but when she worked the home games, she left at three and came home at midnight as he worked during the day. She was thankful that she didn’t do away games unless they truly needed her to, or she would never see him.

As she relaxed in the car, the redhead folded a leg under her to get comfortable. It wasn’t a big drive, but it was definitely long enough that she needed to be comfortable. Although, her excitement was keeping her posture straight up instead of resting against the seat. “I hope a witchy ghost. How cool would that be? But I definitely hope no accusers. When I was researching more about Salem, I read that apparently they thought redheads kept the spells in their hair. Which, I never pulled out a spell before, but maybe sometime in the future. Who knows.” It wasn’t really anything new for Vienna. Redheads had every weird rumor in the book, being soulless the main one. She would have been shocked if there wasn’t anything about redheads during the 1600′s

“Babe, I’ve caught you snoozing with the girls. Hardcore evidence against you. It was right there on the couch and everything.” A smirk came along with the rather adorable memory. Spending the rest of the drive time going back and forth, enlightening her how a lot of the so-called ‘witches’ of both men and women were also of color making it a hate crime. (Not surprising in his eyes.) The man saw injustice everywhere for people of color and was always the first to speak up about it as well as defend those taking such things because of that stupid prejudice.

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“Can we carve pumpkins together and get into an epic pumpkin guts fight?” Nathan inquired, a small smirk on his lips as he looked at the other. “I seriously want to fucking do that. I went into the house,” he said it like it was haunted, but it was really his mother’s house, and god he regretted what he’d seen, cleaning up various near traumatizing things and whiskey bottles for his mother to come home from the hospital in the following day, “and I got some of my mum’s Halloween decorations from her closet, and Lyla and I put all of ‘em up already around our house.”

“No, no. I’m one-hundred percent serious. She looked me fucking dead in the face and said she’d pay me fifteen hundred bucks a day for me to just follow her husband around,” Jacob said, before lifting his beer and dragging another long sip. He set it down and gave a firm shake of his head, using his hands to emphasize his next point. “That’s fucking fishy. No one is willing to pay that much to find out of their husband is cheating, right? He’s gotta be into some fucking mob shit or something, so I said: fuck no, I’m not getting into that shit. You can find some other asshole to get his brains blown out. It just sounded too fucking good to be true. But now I’m thinking, like, three grand for one fucking weekend might be worth it.” 

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Pausing for a moment when he asked the question, she couldn’t help but tilt her head for a moment. “I don’t know. Didn’t really think that part through, but I never was allowed to pick paint colors before so shush,” brows furrowed as she gave a small shrug. “Weird poo brown, what?” Now she was examining, squinting to see if she saw what he did. “Thank you for that image. Now I might be returning that color.” She gave him a side eye, shaking her head. “I just thought it was something different than the real basics, you know?” At least they were different shades, it could have easily been a shade lighter or darker to where he wouldn’t have noticed the difference.

“Yeah, I figured the beige for the guest room cause then we can also just use basic bedding instead of purposely finding something to match along with it, whereas we will see our bedroom every day, so I feel like that will be nicer. I loved this color though. Apparently it’s in style according to the paint guy. Not gonna lie, it was so fun to watch the paint being made,” she smiled, rubbing her lips. Was she easily entertained? Possibly. But it intrigued her to watch it being done. “Okay, Composed is the room color. Although, I just think it should be called charcoal. Why give it a weird name?” Glancing around the room, then looking down at the bucket, the redhead was hoping that was enough. “We should be able to get this done in the weekend, right? I don’t really know how long it will take the paint to dry. And we need to make sure the kids are blocked off. I put the baby gate up, but I think Champ can just run through it like those posters football players run through.” Sliding off the jacket she had on, Vienna felt more comfortable now that she was able to move more freely in the tank top. “Okay, you can do first swipe.”

“Should I have just said shit brown?” His brow arched and head cocked, skipping over talks of ‘before’. She was with him now and didn’t need to think on that asshole, nor did he unless he wanted to go take a visitation to beat his ass like he’d really been wanting to do. Instead plastering his cheeky expression and giving her a nod of his head. “You’re welcome for saving us of that shit brown. Maybe you should give me a reward for being such a hero. Any type of payment will do.” He gave her rear a light playful smack in that was followed with a chortle of sorts.

[ JACKSON STERLING LANGFORD. 32. CIS MALE. HE/HIM ] is here! They’ve lived in Silver Lake for [ 20 YEARS ] and are originally from [ OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA ]. They are a [ GENERAL PRACTICE LAWYER ] and in their downtime love [ BOXING ] and [ WORKING OUT ]. They look a lot like [ MICHAEL B. JORDAN ] and live [ ON REDCLIFF ST ].

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Moving into a new home with Jackson was something that Vienna was excited for. As they slowly started to make the house a home, they really decided that the bedroom needed new paint. As hard as it was for them to agree on things, Vienna thought three neutrals were the best options to try out. Dragging the buckets into the, now, sheet covered room, the redhead looked over at her boyfriend with a smile. “Okay, so I got three colors. I figure they could work for other rooms that could just add some dimension, but anyway. So, I have two neutrals and a color that you might kill me for getting,” she gave an innocent smile as she looked at him. 

Opening the one bucket, the redhead showed him as she painted a small square with the color. “Okay, this is caramel. I feel like this is a good neutral to use with royal colors. Like burgundy, royal blue, emerald,” she trailed off as she opened the next bucket, a color slightly lighter. “This is just cream. Basic, but still okay. And then this,” she opened, hiding the lip so he couldn’t see it. Slowly painting a small square of a more darker gray, Vienna showed him. “This is called Composed. Now, don’t get mad,” she pointed at him. “I could use this color for my office if you don’t like it for the bedroom, but I think it would look really cool. Very modern and we can use dark brown or black, then break it up with some white. Not to mention this flooring is amazing to help with keeping the room light, even though this is a darker color,” she nodded in thought. “So what do you think?” @jcksnlngfrd​

Jackson had given Vi free range to at least choose options for the room while he had spent that time tarping up the flooring. The furniture was currently cluttering another bedroom as their whole goal this weekend was to repaint over the stained walls and when he had goals, he kept to them well.

THE BASICS

Full Name: Jackson Sterling Langford

Date of Birth: February 9, 1988

Place of Birth: Oakland, California

Current Location: Santa Monica, California (Sunset Park)

Nicknames: J, Jacks, Ace (by his childhood friends/inside jokester type thing)

Age: 32

Sexuality: Straight

Nationality/Ethnicity: American | African-American

Languages Spoken: English

Accent: ‘Oakland’ which is very similar to general/central American mixed with ‘hood’ as some would categorize it.

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