Ah ah ah don't blame the t i m e on your wrist For not doing what makes you t i c k Don't blame the clock on the wall for running round with n o t h i n g at all So I say oh oh b a b y Take your feet out your shoes and go c r a z y Don't just dream in your sleep it's just l a z y Are we having a fight, or are we dazing ? B a b y
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wren nodded his head, dipping it down bashfully while chuckling along with the slightly older male. “ yeah, the thong song. s’absolutely horrible. even during my nap today, i’ve heard it in my dreams. — - do you have any on your mind ? i’ve got nothing, man, so i’d rather listen to anything. you think the thong song is annoying ? i mean, it’s alright until it’s stuck in your head, i guess. “ gently pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, he chewed slowly on it while lifting his gaze to meet the other’s.
miraj shrugged, tapping his fingers against his thigh. “ i always have a song stuck in my head, ” he admitted. “ i just like to dissect ‘em; concentrate on different parts. right now, i’ve got this one guitar section from ‘watchtower’ stuck in my head, and i’m just always thrown for a loop when it comes to how fucking talented jimi is. ” he paused, blushing when he realized he was probably not being helpful in any way to the blonde. “ dunno, man; if it’s good music, it’s always good music, y’know? i’m not very helpful with this kind of shit, am i? ”
santana shook his hand without a hint of reluctance, taking the opportunity to introduce herself. “santana” replied the girl, giving him an inviting smile. “so miraj you’re not in such a big hurry are you?” santana asked. “i kind of need your help with just one more thing..” she walked over to costumes, haphazardly taking a few options off the rack. “i don’t know which of these to wear on stage tonight..” she pouted, showing him a sheer black bodysuit and a red two piece with fishnets. “what do ya say i model these for you and you tell me which you like best..”
miraj blinked, a bit surprised by the strange girl’s request. part of him wanted to point out that he indeed had a job he should probably get to, but a larger part of him hated saying no to people, and he was sure her request was just one of innocence, right? he was pretty terrible at telling these things. “ alright, ” he agreed, awkwardly shoving his hands in his pockets as he stood in the middle of the room. “ should i leave the room while you change? ”
Jake’s serious face immediately changed into a grin as he saw his good buddy miraj, standing up to give him a hug. “Pft, I’m always happy to see you, dude.” he snickered before leaning onto the counter as he eyed his friend. He was always the best person to hang out with because both of them had dumb and troublesome intentions when they hung out and most of the time something bad happened but it was all good fun.
miraj reciprocated the hug a moment before pulling back, smile wide. “ aww, how sweet, ” he cooed in a teasing manner, plopping himself down on an extra chair. he and jake had got on well from the get-go, and it was still nice to have someone that it was so completely easy to hang out with and just let any worries or responsibilities go with. basically, to get drunk or high or both and to just do dumb shit with. “ has it been pretty slow tonight? ”
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noah felt his eyes slip closed as the other spoke, shaking his head and letting another quiet chuckle fall from his lips at the realisation that he’d barely spoken to the man and already insulted the place where he worked. “honestly? i ran into my ex today and there is nowhere i’d rather be than right here.” noah smiled, running a hand through his hair with a defeated sigh.
“ oh? ” miraj questioned, his curiosity peeked. he studied the other’s face a moment, trying to discern whether running into said ex was a good thing or a bad thing. when he found himself unable to truly read the taller man’s facial expression, he decided to straight-out ask. “ is seeing them again a pleasant surprise or nah? ”
“I know it is, it gets you your way often,” she admitted with a nod and a shrug. A smirk grew on her face as she watched it, it was almost like she could see the wheels turning in his head, weighing all of the options as if it were a truly important decision. Savvy couldn’t really imagine them not being friends, despite the bump in the road. He was the kind of friend that she knew would always have her back and that wasn’t something that she would give up on easily. Physical attraction played it’s role, sure, but the way she looked at it, it was literally the best of both worlds. “Brill. It’s a good time. You look at things in a totally different light when you’re buzzed. I vote that we have a drink before we hit the road, kick things off the right way.” She was already standing up to head to the kitchen.
miraj laughed, grinning over at the blonde dancer. “ get well pissed before we hit the road, ” he agreed with a slight smirk, cigarette being raised back up to his lips as he watched her move towards the kitchen. it only took him a few more moments to stub out his cigarette in an ashtray that was hanging about and force himself up so he could follow her. he leaned against the kitchen wall, humming softly as he took in the room around him. “ so what poison do you have to offer me? ” he questioned.
“ glad you think so. ” she watched as he held out the carton to her, nose crinkled in slight distaste. Cleo still took one, albeit delicately ; she couldn’t be too picky, not after asking. it was half her luck to find a stray lighter buried down the bottom of her purse, a scratched pink thing she hadn’t seen for years. it was almost methodical in the way she lit up, puffs of smoke lingering around her jawline. “ you never told me your plans. downing more than one overpriced drink, i’m guessing? ”
miraj pocketed the fags after cleo had taken one, shrugging at her question. “ possibly, ” he admitted, biting down on his lip as he thought over his options. “ i mean, they’re not too terribly overpriced for me seeing as i get an employee discount, but the idea of getting at least buzzed sounds pretty wicked. ” he paused, eyes flitting over her face a moment before focusing on the nicotine stick between his fingers. “ are your plans just to moodily sip expensive gin while puffing away at a stranger’s cigarette? ”
as miraj spoke, she knew all his words were completely true. if there was one thing that was letting her down, it was not being able to get out what other people may think from her head and simply focusing on herself and the love she had for what she’s created over the last few years especially. a huffed breath left her lips as her hands came up to rub her face gently, allowing them to create a small frame around her face as her elbows rested on her knees. “i know.” she started, “i know you’re right and i know if got up there, i’d be completely fine— better than fine because the music just takes over. but even the small gigs i’ve managed to get, i had to psych myself up for them.” with one final breath, she fell back against the couch and fell into a small silence for a moment before finally deciding. “we’ll go—and see what it’s like.”
miraj shrugged, studying the pale girl’s features. he knew zoey had talent; she had the passion, too. he also got where the fear came from. back home, they had had one guitarist who’d go out of their mind with how terrified they were of performing on stage. of course, it’d feel like nothing during and after the fact, but the brain had a funny of conjuring all these unnecessary fears that had no place in the world yet somehow managed to take over an individual’s world. it was some fucked up shit, man. “ if it helps, i’ll go up before you or something, ” he offered up. “ i sing all the time for our bartenders and i could care less what a bunch of drunkards think of me after dealing with them during work. i think you can do it all on your own, though, zo. ”
drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
medicinal drugs: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
Number One Regret
the thing miraj regrets more than anything in this world is losing touch with his sisters. he rarely ever talks about his family, and even though it’s been years since he left, the fact that he left people behind still leaves him ridden with guilt. he often wonders how they’re doing, whether the elder went on to law school or if his youngest sister is still the devout muslim girl he’d once known. it’s an odd feeling knowing you’re a stranger to your own family and knowing that really you don’t belong anywhere if you can’t belong with them. he’s too afraid of feeling that same emotional heartbreak he had the first time he left, so he’s not in any rush to attempt contacting them at the moment.
First Kiss
miraj’s first kiss was in sixth grade. she was an eighth grader and mir can remember thinking she was so cool. she was about a head and a half taller than him and had to bend down a bit while he want on his tippy-toes to kiss her, and the whole thing itself was completely awkward, but nothing beat the feeling of pride he’d felt when his friends all whooped and hollered and exclaimed their jealousies of him. now, miraj has kissed a number of girls and boys and can barely recall the girl- her name was jessica, maybe?-, but first kisses always hold a special and awkward place in one’s heart.
Playlist
miraj has been blasting a lot of bowie lately. not that all his playlists don’t have bowie or hendrix; they’re practically musical staples, c’mon ! he’s been vibing to a decent amount of older punk ( think the ramones and the clash ) as well as some more modern beats from haim, arctic monkeys, swim deep, and the neighbourhood. there’s not really any set sound, and odds are mir has been jumping from artist to artist and genre from genre outside of those bands.
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she’s reassured when miraj pulls her into a hug. the sudden warmth the other provides leaves her not wanting to let go, but she’s not even drunk yet; she’s not going to cling to him. the blonde does, however, lean into him, allowing her head to rest on his shoulder for a moment before she pulls away. ‘ you’re way nicer than i give you credit for, mir, ’ she hums, her smile making a reappearance. ‘ i’ll be fine — just as long as you don’t get me too sloshed. ’
miraj lets out a soft laugh, head shaking a bit as he gives daisy one final squeeze before releasing his hold on her. “ i must look like a right asshole seeing as i get that a lot, ” he teased, before nodding his head slowly. “ alright; we’ll get drunk, but just not too drunk. ”
santana gave her kind helper a wide smile once she was finished piling stuff into his arms, grabbing the last of her things from the car. “thanks, my hero” she stated, moving right along toward the inside and hoping he would just follow suit. they were met with a heavy air of cigar smoke as santana maneuvered through the club, avoiding the piercing glare of her boss from across the room. finally, she found herself in the back dressing room. “you can put that shit down anywhere..” the leggy blonde instructed. turning to get a good look at the guy for the first time, she couldn’t help but notice that he was a total stunner. “don’t think I caught your name…” santana trailed off, a small grin playing on her lips.
miraj just shrugged, pretty sure that any real response would go unnoticed by the blonde who was clearly in a rush. he followed her into the club, barely taking time to register that it was some sort of strip club as he was led through dark corridors towards a dressing room. following her instructions, he carefully placed the items down on the op of one of the tables propped up against the wall, turning to meet her gaze. “ i’m miraj, ” he introduced, offering his hand to her.
“nice to meet you, man.” noah smiled politely as he shook the others hand, taking a sip of his drink the second his hands were both free again. “whats got you sitting alone in a shitty pub on a week day?” he asked, slipping out of his seat and moving into the one directly beside miraj.
miraj switched hands once again, fingers raised up to his lips as he took another hit, watching noah slide over to a closer seat. “ i work in said shitty pub and didn’t realize i was called off until i got here, ” he admitted with a slight shrug. “ what about you? nothing better to do than put back a few pints pretty early on in the evening? ”
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Tilting her head to the side she would look at him, “Don’t stick that lip out at me. You’ve not got to use your puppy dog face just yet,” she joked before listening to him continue. “Some place we’ve never been before? No pressure…” Both of her legs would move out in front of her as she leaned her back against the couch. “Let’s see..” a finger would move to idly twirl the ends of her hair as she thought about the options, “I bet one of the museums around is doing ‘lates’ where you can go there, drink and wander around without the crowd. Or there’s loads of pubs and clubs around, one of them is bound to be somewhere we haven’t been. We could do one of those ghost tours, where they show you around all of these haunted places.” The blonde threw out the first three ideas that came to mind before tossing in one more, “When all else fails we could just hop on the train, get off at a random stop and see where we go from there.”
“ but my puppy pout is a certified crowd pleaser, ” he quipped, leaning back a bit. he tended to his fag as savannah threw out suggestions, carefully considering over all their options. it was moments like this where he was beyond glad that the two had managed to keep a friendship alive after their breakup. sure, they hooked up from time to time, but it was nice not worrying about things being weird or awkward between them. maybe they weren’t destined to be in love, but he could without a doubt say he cared deeply for the blonde and treasured all the adventures they went on. “ i like the idea of museums, ” he settled on finally. “ drunk learning is always a fun time.. ”
the thought of drinking enough to get more than just buzzed has daisy’s stomach doing flips. she’s only ever gotten totally wasted one time in her life — she’d been going through a rough patch with her family — and the next morning the feeling she had could only be described as miserable. she doesn’t want a replay of the incident, but at the same time she doesn’t want to let miraj down. the blonde looks down for a moment, her gaze drifting to toes of the other’s shoes. ‘ no, probably not, ’ she says, her eyes returning to the face of the male. ‘ i’ve only been properly drunk a grand total of one time, so i’m like . . hesitant? i mean, if i say yes . . just take it easy on me, yeah? ’
miraj arched a brow, offering the blonde a small smile. “ i’ll always take it easy with you, ” he assured his friend, holding the cigarette away from her as he pulled her into a side hug. “ and we don’t have to get drunk if you really don’t want to; i don’t want you to feel like i’m pressuring you or anything, daise. ”
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