head like a hole.

Davis: In a sea of glitter and fanny packs, help

Davis: I KNOW

Davis: WHY ARE THEY SO GOOD BUT SO STRONG?

Nicole: omg i'm there too

Nicole: by the dancefloor if ur there?

It didn’t matter how many times it happened. Seeing one of his movie posters up on a billboard always made Rex’s heart flutter. There was pride in his work, seeing the poster was the end of all the hard slog and the trips away. He gazed at it and then smiled at the person nearby. “ Would you see that at the movies? or Just wait for it on Netflix?” He asked looking briefly at them before looking back up at the poster. 

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“I mean, considering my ex is in it? The same one who said he couldn’t make it to my birthday only for me to see him out with a cheap knockoff Margot Robbie? I think I might pass.” 

Davis: Hey! Are you at Pride?

Davis: I wanted to make sure I saw you before the crazy night dance party kicked off.

Davis: I also think I might have accidentally drank a very big alcohol beverage that only tasted like pineapple so I'm a little tipsy-topsy. 😬 Help.

Nicole: i sure am! where you ate?

Nicole: *at

Nicole: oh no

Axel turned and smiled. “ Yeah as long as you have a smoke  I can give you my bottle of water. It isn’t even open. I took molly early on and thought I may need it but nah I’m cool.” He said going to hand it over then holding it back. “ Cigarette first.”  He mumbled.

She facilitated the swap, pulling a packet of cigarettes she’d wedged in the waistline of her jeans out for the bottle of water he had. Twisting open the cap and chugging down just about half of it before she spoke again. “So you’re coming down. I didn’t even have anything but I drank so much and now I’m dying.” She moved closer to Axel and rested her head on his shoulder, like supporting it on her own was too difficult right now. “Literally feel like someone split my head open.” 

Status: Open

Location: Near Silverlake Meadows

A hobby Eva had seriously neglected was archery. It felt like a lost cause over the past few years, but it was so nice out lately. Her bow had been calling her name and her choices were sell it or try and pick it up again. So pick it up again she did. Picking a time when Silver Lake Meadows was empty was tricky, but eventually the park cleared out. She and Trevor had gone to the sporting good store to get her some new targets to practice with. It took a moment figuring out where to put them but soon she was ready. She placed the arrow and pulled back. Her hands weren’t as shaky, vision had drastically improved since the last time she attempted this. Feeling a bit of confidence, Eva let the bow go, while it wasn’t a bullseye, it was still close enough to the middle. It was silly to keep any sort of point system as she was by herself, but she had a little notebook to keep score. She scribbled down a seven then picked up another arrow.

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As luck would have it, Nicole had a week off work, and had looked forward to it for ages. But by mid-week she was already bored and missed being in 24/7 Fitness, her usual nightly gym sessions after work swapped for just...hanging around in her apartment  (and being half-driven crazy by Chris and Becky). Instead of putting up with that for one more afternoon, she grabbed her jogging Nikes and decided for a run around Silverlake. Her footsteps took her towards the meadows before she’d even realised it. Technically it was her fault she  strayed from the track to jog across the field, but she was caught up in her music, her airpods cancelling out all extraneous noise, the blonde in a zone. It’s just two feet before her that she watches an arrow whiz by right in front of her, an arrow that could’ve easily (probably?) speared her like a suckling pig if she’d been two seconds faster with her jogging. “Hey!” she says, stopping in place, pulling her airpods out. “You be careful with that! Jesus! Could take someone’s eye out!” 

meanwhile outside Dungeon

Axel was happily drunk and high. It was pride month and he was in his element as usual. It was also broad daylight and he hadn’t been home from the previous night. How the hell he was still standing was beyond him, but still, he was content until he looked at his phone and realised it was dead, “ Ahhh fuck.” he mumbled and saw someone walk by. “ Hey..” He called out and ran across the street. “ Have you got the time? My phones dead and a watch does not suit this outfit.”

Nicole was leaning up against Dungeon, sunglasses on, cigarette in hand. Of course she had partied all night, and now she was outside, with the remaining stragglers, feeling like a dehydrated raisin. She had lost Axel during the night, but now, out of the blue, here he was again, shouting at someone across the street. “Please tell me you have a water bottle on you before my one remaining braincell dies.”

“I doubt it, there’s actually boy bands around now that aren’t just incredibly embarrassing to like.” Ethan looked back down at the record in his hand and replied “definitely old, there’s no way they’re putting their new stuff on this. I feel like that’s more of a crime to vinyl.”

“Really, who, like One Direction? That’s still embarrassing if you ask me,” she said, although something in the back of her head told her that One Direction were broken up, or had been for a hot minute now. She didn’t exactly keep up with any boy bands. “Name one good current boy band,” she challenged, just because. 

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have each other on speed dial

Nicole regularly calls him and asks him to come through with takeout...or else.

borrow each other's clothes, like, all the goddamn time.

Probably don't know whose shirt or top is whose anymore.

Dungeon club buddies (kind of a nobrainer since Axel works there, but still).

tierney: if i paid u will u give my podcast a five star rating on the listening platform of ur choice

tierney: trying to get a new sponsor in and want to look good AF

tierney: so u'd have to make it convincing hence the monetary offer

nicole: since you called my album "derivative" and the "blandest ex-disney star debut album yet"

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Connor looked at her, fry hanging out of his mouth as his eyes narrowed. “Dark,” he mumbled and then laughed before finishing the fry. “But… hell, you’re onto something. It’s probably true, but I also don’t really wanna stop indulging in shit like that, either. Fuck the government, but also… whatever. Sugar, drugs, and being dumb is fun.”

When Connor laughed, she did too. She didn’t usually get this introspective unless alcohol or drugs were involved (the non-Flintstones kind). “You got a point. We’re all gonna die soon anyway, so. Might as well live it up, right, I guess? Sex drugs and rock and roll and all that? We’re in the perfect city for all that too, lucky us,” she said, only with a touch of sarcasm.

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“I do try not to be a music snob, but,” he started with a sheer look of disdain on his face as he held the vinyl carefully in hand as he examined the cover. “Is there really people out there hoping to get a Backstreet Boys record for their collection?”

"Wish I knew. Like, does anyone under 40 even know who they are anymore?” An exaggeration, Nicole was a 90s kid who had grown up on the likes of Backstreet, NSync, the lot. But still, as far as cool went, they were definitely not on the radar. “Is that a new release, or an old one? ‘Cause if it’s new, I don’t know why anyone would even waste the money.”