this love is toxic

『 victoria pedretti. twenty-three. cis woman. she/her. 』 oh heavens, is that LILLITH EMERSON from FAIR LANE i see roaming around mapleview? minnie may’s always calling them -TUMULTUOUS & - IMPETUOUS. i happen to think they’re not that bad! they’re a pretty cool BEERTENDER AT BLUE RIDGE BREWERY and every time i’ve seen them, they’ve always been + DEVOTED & + ENTERTAINING. i hope i see them around again!『 huck. 23. est. he/him.  』

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he’s  not  really  one  to  go  out  these  days.  it’s  hard,  being  away  from  carter  for  even  as  long  as  a  night.  separation  anxiety?  a  little,  or  maybe  it’s  just  hunter’s  paranoia  that  everything  is  going  to  go  wrong  while  he’s  not  there.  the  bar  isn’t  exactly  where  he  wanted  to  be,  but  after  being  dragged  out  (  and  essentially  ditched  ),  he’s  just  there  to  try  and  seem  less  anti-social  than  he  wants  to  be.  thoughts  are  shrugged  off  when  someone  taps  him  on  the  shoulder,  relaxing  when  he  sees  it’s  lillith.  is  he  surprised?  no.  "with  what?“  certainly  interested,  if  not  concerned.

               the explanation that fell from lillith’s lips once the pair left the table made alana sigh in loud  relief  , hand reaching to squeeze the other’s arm .  “  you’re a lifesaver , i swear , i was seconds away from throwing my drink in his face  &  that would be such a shame because it’s one good tequila , “  she told her , finishing off with a light giggle .  

                    “  i’m alana , “  the blonde was quick to introduce herself , the solution that her newfound friend offered nearly causing her to squeal of happiness ;  desperately  needing an out of that whole night .  “  you’ve got yourself a deal !  now , where was the last place you saw your phone ?  “ 

“nice to meet you alana!” lillith responded as she proceeded to glance around the bar. the brunette hummed with a thoughtful gaze. she hadn’t been many places. lillith tended to reside on the side of the bar and would sometimes float to the dancefloor or bathroom. 

mercy: seriously??? dude sounds like a tool. should've called him out on his bullshit because obviously that was a mistake on his end, not yours.

mercy: i'm always down for the company, baby, and i'll make you something extra special

lillith: jokes on him cause i'm gonna call out of work tomorrow night anyways.

when asami realizes that lillith is following her, all she does is roll her eyes. but at the end of the other’s sentence, the anger she’s been bottling up finally comes out. asami stops in her tracks, turning around so fast her body almost collides with lillith’s. “a bitch?!” her voice is loud and not just because of the noise around them. she is pissed. “oh, you think i care about you enough to be anything?” she lets out a sarcastic laugh. asami knows she should just walk away. lillith was probably too intoxicated for that conversation anyway, but she doesn’t. the words just keep coming out of her mouth. “and you want to give me clarifications now? didn’t seem like it was your thing about a year ago.” the words are supposed to hurt lillith, but they kind of do it to asami too. to think she once believed they had something nice, only to be reminded that people suck and aren’t to be trusted.

lillith didn’t know what she expecting out the conversation but it certainly wasn’t this. she knew that asami could be brutal but lillith didn’t know the bite of her words would hit her this hard. the brunette felt herself instinctively take a step back from asami as the woman unleashed her wrath. although her ego would ignore it, lillith knew that every single word that left the other woman’s mouth was true. lillith loved to blame every one but herself. her alcohol issues? her father’s fault for being so absent. her inability to commit to anything? her mother’s fault for disappearing. every single issue she had, lillith attributed it to her childhood. however, in this moment, it seemed to dawn on her that she was the only one in control of her actions.

 she can almost see asami’s sadness or maybe she felt it. lillith let the silence linger between them because she was speechless. moments later, she could feel as tears began to swell, encircling her azure eyes. lillith simply nodded, pivoting on her foot to walk away. she felt ashamed to cry-- as if she had any right. this was her doing. this was her reckoning. “i’m sorry,” was the only thing left to say as she glanced over her shoulder to asami.

mercy: should be there in about twenty minutes

mercy: rough day?

lillith: my fucking boss chewed me out again for coming in late but its like dude??? you change the schedule like three times a week and i can't keep up but somehow its my fault.

lane: are you looking for golden receiver, seventh inning fetch, snow buddies, or treasure buddies?

lane: oh, or super buddies?

lane: that one's fuckin SICK the dogs have capes

lillith: haha

lillith: you're KILLIN me

It’s a Friday night and Jasper is out of his damn mind – a normal occurrence for the Bowens kid. He’s unsure of how many shots he had downed and certainly isn’t keeping count of the people he’s flirted with, but to him, the night was still young. He’s making his way back from the restroom when he feels a tap on his shoulder, slowly turning around, he’s somehow able to make Lillith out in his blurred vision. “Lil, hi!” He yells through the noises of the bar, excited to see the woman. “You okay? Did something happen?”

Lillith can’t help the giggle that escapes her lips when she realizes Jasper is the “stranger” she’d tapped on the shoulder. They’re not well acquainted but Lillith has had the biggest friend crush on him since the first time she’d ran into him. The brunette, swaying slightly to the tune of the alcohol swimming through her bloodstream, reaches out to hold onto Jasper for a little support. A hiccup escapes her mouth, “Oh, I’m fine like... physically. I just lost my phone,” she laughs. “Jasper” she pleads, “Could you please help me find it?” Lillith offers a sweet grin, “I’ll buy you your next shot.”  

not wanting to be a bother, lillith really wanted to be less of an inconvenience, especially since the man seemed like he was in a hurry to go home. lillith offered a small smile that said ‘i’m really sorry for bothering you but-’ “hi, i was just wondering if you’d be able to help me find my phone? you seem a bit more sober than i currently am.”

lillith nodded to the stranger’s question, “oh yeah, i’m fine-- well, physically i’m fine,” she laughed, trying to ease the nervousness. lillith could understand a woman approaching someone in the bar asking for help came off... well, a little dramatic. “mentally,” she pointed to her head, “that’s a whole other story,” she chuckled. the brunette proceeded to explain her situation, “you see, i kind of lost of my phone and i’m very intoxicated so my eyes... yeah, a little blurry.” 

lillith let out a breath, “oh my god, thank you so much,” she thanked the kind looking stranger. it was quite funny how often lillith found herself in these types of situations but she had met many wonderful people because of it. she went on to explain herself, “you see, i’ve misplaced my phone around here somewhere and i’m not quite sure how i’ll be getting home if i don’t find it,” she chuckled nervously. 

it’s getting to the point in the night where the alcohol in atticus’ system is beginning to wear off and he’s debating whether to keep drinking or head home. there’s nothing really keeping him out and about, and it’s been a long day ─ not to mention he can hear his bed calling his name. as he’s making his round of goodbyes with the small group of people he calls acquaintances, it’s the tap on the shoulder that draws his attention away from them and to lillith. “ yeah, yeah of course. ” atticus replies with a couple confident nods. “ what is it you need help with? ”