( * ░ &&. –– oblivion

she poked her tongue between her lips out of nervous habit, but stopped when she heard him change the subject. she nodded, “ i’m stoked, honestly. can’t wait to make more music, n’ maybe even tour, she said excitedly, the tone of her voice doing a full 180 from their last topic. “ hope i can actually make something from this, though. i don’t want to blow my one chance, “ she shook her head, worriedly. “ n’ everyone seems pretty nice. well - i haven’t met a lot of people, but the ones i have are chill. plus this view, “ she exclaimed breathlessly, motioning to the city scene. “ i guess the only thing i don’t like is not havin’ my family here, but it’s fine, “ she shrugged. her family wouldn’t fare well in la anyway, and she was slightly embarrassed at how messed up they seemed to be.

of course, lennon couldn’t relate much about the family. he hated most of his family. and they hated him. or they were dead. or just not apart of his life. one cousin, however, resided here in prove. and that was complete and utter shit at first, but suppose the curly haired male was warming up to the bloodline. “beckett is -- erm, my cousin. not sure if you met him or not, and i doubt i ever talked about him when i was younger ‘cause i like... hated him... but hes not too bad,” he advised out due to the girl mentioning she hadn’t met many people. “river’s great. magenta’s sweet. sacha’s alright. my standards a bit high though, so i’m sure you’ll get along with, like, everyone anyway.”

“ they’re all i have, len. ” she started softly before shrugging helplessly, “ i mean– i never really had anyone, other than them. i never had any friends, never lived anywhere longer than a few months, never went to school… all i had in my life that was always there, was them. ” she explained taking her time between words, breathing in deeply to keep her voice failing to a minimum, to keep herself from breaking down again. “ … i now they don’t even want me to call. said they won’t reply anymore… ” she murmured with a shaky sigh , vestiges of her crying.

then magenta went more on in depth, which did help make things clearer for him. suppose of his parents were supportive and loving till recently, then he’d feel an attachment as well. if he tried his hardest to be the best for them, only to be thrown away -- he began to see why she was so upset.. especially considering they seemed to have been the only stable beings in her life for the time being. “oh,” he managed to murmur out, slightly dumbfounded. “i see,” he cleared up, signifying that hopefully he was not longer being too ignorant any longer. “erm.. well -- i just... it sounds shitty. don’t think there’s much advice i can give but to make sure you take care and put yourself first. it’d be good payback to get successful as fuck.”

          “am i the only one who feels a bit restless? like i just came back from tour a bit ago, and i’ve been working on a lot of new music, but at the same time it just doesn’t feel like it’s enough? like i need to do more? i’ve done so much in such a short period of time, that i hate whenever i become stagnant, you know? it’s an odd feeling.. kinda like i feel lazy, but i know that i’m not because i’m not just wasting my time doing nothing.”

but she knew she was wrong. every single part of her knew she was lying, and it hurt. she knew he often followed after his older brothers, learning by example for them. she knew she had made him watch countless romance movies with her to try to teach him what two people in a real relationship were supposed to act like. she’d even flat out told him what, by her standards, were acceptable and not acceptable. and still, he’d gone against all of that and did what he pleased, even if it broke olivia in the process. even still, part of her wanted to forgive him for every pain he had caused her, but she knew better. so she decided to suck it up and be angry at him. “ can we drop it? i don’t like talking about him,” she said quietly, sniffing.

though, as soon as she pleaded to stop, lennon abided. he wasn’t going to push her to go on and on about some boy, or any topic she didn’t wish to exchange discussion on. it was a mutual understanding really. not to push. both had been forced to do numerous things before, and he wasn’t about to force any word she didn’t want to speak out of her mouth. so, after a couple seconds of silence, lennon gave a small nod. “yeah. ‘course,” he confirmed out, gaze looking down at her to see if she was fine once she sniffled, which he refused to comment on. “how’re you liking prove then? it’s -- erm, whole management and whatnot gives a lot of opportunities. i think you’ll do well here.”