make it easy on me

hannah tilted her head a bit, using the napkin she’d gotten to wipe her hands a bit before talking, “well the truck’s only gone a bit away, i’m sure if you wanted some, you could flag him down.” she offered, a small shrug because she wasn’t sure what else to say. 

WHEN hearing hannah’s response, she couldn’t resist rolling her eyes in slight annoyance. then again, she didn’t expect much to begin with. ❝forget it. i’m sure i’ll just find someone else to buy me ice cream.❞

“You know I’ve been saying for years, I’m going to get myself involved in this music festival for years, and I haven’t done anything since I was 20 and I was part of the boys acapella group that won.” Riley mused as he kept an eye on his kids who were currently playing in the area that had been built up for them, he was going to be on dad duty for most of the time anyway but he didn’t mind. “What about you? You ever fancy giving it a go? Any hidden talents.” 

SINGING and performing was basically her life for years. she was used to being on stages and singing for others, but now that she got off tour and is taking a break, she was kind of glad to not be performing for once and to be able to watch locals showing their talents instead. to his question, she shook her head before replying, ❝i don't think so. i'm currently on vacation right now, so even being involved for next year is going to be difficult. that’s alright though, i prefer to watch.❞

“Oh, you don’t?” Dahlia smirked, slighting amused by this girl’s attitude. “I mean, yeah it sucks but at least I’m getting paid for being at music festival. And what are you gonna do, sweet-cheeks? Lose all of yours?”

❝WHY would i lose money when i'm a hopenbauker?❞ she questioned, furrowing her eyebrows for a moment. ❝besides, even if i do lose money, i can find my own way to get some and it's better than doing some lame job.❞

Evie finished off the rest of her drink in one go and waited a moment before speaking. “I’m three drinks in, it’s so loud and I already have a headache. I have a feeling these next few days are gonna destroy me completely but hey, it’s gotta be worth it for all the fun, right? I’m making up for all the fun I didn’t have when I was a teenager.”

HER lips pressed against each other as her eyes gazed upon anything else. nyx was unsure what to say, but also wanted the conversation to keep going. she wasn't much of a drinker, so there wasn't much she could say. however, she did have a solution for the headache. ❝um... do you maybe want tylenol? i think i have some in my bag.❞ her voice was soft, but she was proud that she gave a response.

It’s that time of the year again which means that Preston is a busy little bee, running around to make sure that everything is working the way it’s supposed to. Good thing he has a very talented assistant who he trusts or he would be in a very bad mood right now. He spends the entire afternoon working on the last preparations, up until the moment the event starts. The local band is ready and people are excited to get it all started. The time comes and Preston takes the stage to thank everyone for attending the event and introduce the band. “ - let’s have a great time, yeah?” Applauses all around and the members of the band make their way up the stage. Preston walks up to the bar and asks for a beer, watching the performance from a distance. “Enjoying the show?”

EVEN though the girl doesn't admit it, the annual music festival was one of her favorites. it was great to hear music, eat different food each day, and just being a hopenbauker had its own set of perks. nonetheless, she continued to show she had a distaste for such fun activities. when watching her brother get on stage, the girl crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. she had her hands behind her hand and clasped them together as she walked up to him once he was finally off stage. ❝you know, you could have made a better introduction. were you nervous?❞ she inquired, raising an eyebrow at him. within seconds, she changed the positions of her hands to have them by her side instead. she ignored his question at first, but changed her mind. ❝not really, but the day’s still young. i’m sure the festival will get more exciting.❞ or she’ll just make it exciting in her own way.

“I can’t believe I have to bar-tend for this stupid fucking festival.” Dahlia spat. She was looking forward to being able to roam around the grounds, but her plans changed as her boss told her differently. 

❝WELL, that must suck for you.❞ she gave a pause, staring at the other blankly for a moment before taking a bite out of her granola bar. ❝it’s too bad i don’t really care,❞ she stated, shrugging nonchalantly.

“Tell me this –” Millie started, clearly very passionate about the subject. “Why is it that nobody has invited me to an 80′s themed party yet? I’m sick of going to these parties where it’s all just current pop music. Will someone just invite me to a party where I can dance all night to Toto and ABBA and Peter Gabriel? I mean… seriously. It’s 2019.”

SHE was hesitant to say something at first. honestly, she thought about minding her own business and just walking away, but she did have an idea. she was unsure how millie was going to take it and yet, she figured it was an okay thing to say. ❝ Uh... what about having your own party? i’m sure other people would think it’s cool, ❞ she responded softly.

TO SAY MARSHALL was paranoid was the understatement of the decade. After everything that had happened to him, he’d developed an almost compulsive habit of checking and rechecking the personal items in his wallet. Ironically, this constant shuffling put his belongings more at risk than if he’d just left them alone. Taking his wallet out for what must have been the third time that morning, Marshall realized his driver’s license was missing. He’d been forced to retrace his steps, all the while muttering swears to himself. He probably looked far from approachable, but that didn’t stop him from calling out when he caught someone’s eye. “hey, hey!” Marshall shouted, jogging up to them. “Look, I lost my driver’s license. Have you seen it anywhere by chance? I was here last time I took it out,” Well, he hadn’t written off the human species as a whole. That was something.

ALEXA was actually enjoying the day. it felt peaceful and after everything that's been happening, she kind of forgot what it was like to be in an environment where it wasn't so crowded. it felt nice for a change. it certainly made her feel relaxed, but there was also a part of her that missed being in a big city and she missed singing on stage. she knew she needed this break though. continuing her walk for a while, she was about to go inside a cafe when someone called after her and turned around because of it. she tilted her head to a side before shaking her head. ❝ Sorry, but no. do you need help finding it? i was just going to grab a cup of coffee, but it can wait, ❞ she responded, taking off her shades and placing them on her head.

in all reality, she should have known better than trying to eat ice cream in the summer sun, so rachel had to scarf it down like a prisoner who had ten seconds to finish her food. the two month along pregnant woman (and she wasn’t showing either) finished only to look up, innocent eyes as she found a pair on her, “what, never seen someone love their ice cream?” asked she.

THE girl was hesitant at first, not saying anything for a moment, before looking at the ground. the craving of ice cream lingered, but was too lazy to get up and buy some. plus, she could always attempt to convince someone else to buy her one. ❝ Well, i just wanted some, but it's too late now. sadly. ❞ she formed a small pout as she slowly shook her head.

harry was unsure of what to do with himself. he wasn’t used to spare time, there was drills, flying, work outs, mission planning. each part of his day had a structure and a purpose and he didn’t remember the last time he’d been given so much time of. hell it was weird enough to be be back on solid land for the pilot. he couldn’t believe he was actually so bored he was at the tourist stand in the middle of town, but this was where he had found himself. feeling eyes on him the male rose a brow. “i’m new, so sue me, do people actually not use these things here?”

BITING a side of her bottom lip, the girl rose her eyebrows as she slowly glanced away from harry. ❝ Doubt it. i've lived here for like twenty years now and i believe people prefer to just explore and see the area on their own. besides, it makes things more exciting than looking through guides or going on a tour. why be restrained by pretty little pictures or hearing a boring person talk all day when you can see the town for yourself, right? ❞

“Oh my god, I’m never going to get these last few steps right.” Adrianna huffed to herself. She had been in the dance studio for what felt like hours and she was trying to perfect her routine. She put on her music and danced along, until she felt like she messed up again and she sighed, putting her head in her knees. Once she looked up, she saw someone standing near her in the mirror.

“Whoever you are, I don’t usually dance this badly.”

AFTER scrunching her nose for a moment, the girl waved her hand dismissively. she believed adrianna wasn't that terrible, but was she going to say that? nope. ❝ Sure, whatever you say. i mean, it kind of looks that way, but we can pretend you’re not this bad. it’s fine with me. ❞