no one to impress

“Home… or anything I recognize,” Atlas chuckled, picking his long board up. “I live on Thayer St. if that helps, but I think if I get anywhere with like.. restaurants and things I can find my way back West,” he chuckled.

“Oh, Thayer, okay. Um--” she paused as she thought through the best way to get there. “So, I think your best bet will be going straight down this way and then you’ll wanna take a right onto Blossom and-- I could just give you a ride, if you want? I think that’d be easier than me trying to explain.” 

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“I feel old asking you for help with technology… but I need your help with technology.”

“Give me a minute. I need to bask in this moment of youth. This feels nice,” Madden grinned. “Okay, now, what do you need help with grandpa?” 

Melody: You're honestly the sweetest but I wouldn't ask you to come when I'm asleep. When I'm awake then yes - the company would be great.

“Cool, cause it’d be real bitchy if you said you did,” Aaliya gave a soft laugh as she sat down.

“I’ve been alternating my bitchy days and my nice days, so you got lucky,” she smiled. “How’s your day been?”

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“And any chance I can talk you into having dinner with me?” 

“Oh,” Madden laughed softly. “Well, I’d love to hear your best sales pitch even if the answer’s already yes.” 

“My shoes aren’t ugly. I got sick shoes. Now I just know you to be a liar.”

“They’re super ugly. Hate to be the one to break it to you,” she shrugged. “I’m not lying! I don’t lie.”

Brayden: Of course I do, but you need to have a natural base to work with too.

Brayden: Nothing really to talk about on my end, not like I got burned or something, just think it's foolish.

Madden: Do I have a natural base or am I sol?

Brayden: My ass is much more appealing, that's not lost on me.

Brayden: I don't trust easily either. I get it.

Madden: Do you do squats?

Brayden: Is it my ass that does it for you?

Brayden: If you don't trust me, you don't trust me. I won't take it personally.

Madden: Oh 100%. Definitely not your personality.

Brayden: Was it actually?

Brayden: Just go with your gut.

Madden: Yeah, it was. You're lucky I like you.

Melody: Sorry. Promise I'm not trying to blow you off but I'm really going to have to cancel. Or at least postpone til some other time.

Melody: My sleeping pattern has gone all out the window and it's a miracle I even remembered to text on time.

Brayden: That time you gave me a piece of gum last week.

Brayden: You don't have time to think about how you feel. Have to decide.

Madden: It was my last piece too.

Brayden: I'll take a nap here and if I feel better I'll bless you with my presence.

Brayden: Guess we're just going to have to decide right now if you trust me or not.

Madden: What did I do to deserve such kindness?

Brayden: I might need to cancel for tonight. I've got an awful migraine. I'll let you know if it subsides.

Brayden: Promise this isn't me just flaking.

Madden: Okay, no worries. I hope you feel better.

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“Those shoes are ugly.”

“Your shoes are ugly and so is your face, meanie.” 

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“I’m… lost. Help me?”

“Sure thing. What are you looking for?”