🍸🍸🍸

you’d think it’s not exactly what he wants to hear when he’s in such a state. who wants to ever hear that they’re some grotesque creature that should’ve never seen day’s light? it sort of makes him feel like frankenstein’s creation, but it pairs well with all the annoying wires he’s had to navigate. truth be told, if leah were saying anything else, it wouldn’t have felt quite right. “thanks,” he manages through the night’s first genuine laugh. “you look good too, all things considered. sorry for probably giving you enough nightmare material for a few weeks,” lido teases despite how genuine his apology is. it’s the first one he’s uttered in years, at least with sincerity. “me too. life’s been pretty legit so far. i didn’t wanna stop doing it yet,” he shakes his head, a fond smile somehow pulling at his lips as his eyes make paths around the room. “um.. not that i’m not glad to see you and all, ‘cause you’re kinda like my guardian angel now, but do you know where cam is? she hasn’t come by yet and.. i dunno, i guess i was kinda hoping she would.”

      leah’s last visit to the doctors had consisted of spot creams and brace recommendations; just another parental concern trip. but this was different. this trip to her favourite medical spot in the city was a last minute race for escape. a fingers-crossed, foot-tapping trip for a few better nights sleep. ❝ does it always take this fucking long ? ❞ she exhaled, pulling at a loose thread on her jeans anxiously.

she’s like an angel against the stark white backdrop of the hospital walls. it’s not the first time his clouded mind’s mistaken leah for something more heavenly than the two could ever rightly associate themselves with. there’s no doubt in his mind that leah’s the reason he’s alive to tell the tale. if she hadn’t been lingering just steps away, lido has no idea how long he would’ve spent staring at the stars and waiting ever so excruciatingly to become one of them. “it doesn’t?” he pouts playfully, like he hasn’t just had his life nearly taken and then saved. he’s eerily lido in that moment and all those that follow. if he weren’t so scared of what he’d be met with, lido would’ve grabbed his phone, just to make sure leah’s not trying to pull one over on him. “a blast, for sure. a bang, too.”

CAMI: wtf?????? rude ass. i dont shit myself

CAMI: gross

CAMI: SAVAGE!!!! 🔥🔥🔥

LEAH: i mean more shit comes out ya cakehole than ya own ass so

LEAH: that's me

AMELIA: i literally just thought about matilda. but trunchbull threw that kid lmao

LEAH: IM SCRE A MING THAT'S ME

LEAH: ME

“well…i’m not saying that they’re non-existent in those forms. b-but i’m sure some of the more humanoid ones have ships. how else could they get around without being recognized everywhere they go? i’m sure they’re masters at dna manipulation and changing form and stuff. and by the way, there’s no way a taco bell could ever exist on jupiter.”

             ❝ we don’t make spaceships so the aliens don’t recognise us, do we, stephen hawking ? and besides ——— even, if by some really fucking l o n g stretch, you were right, the government is never going to let that one slip and slide out of trumpy’s mouth. wait —— by god, you’re right. taco bell on jupiter ?! that has to be the most inaccurate thing that’s been said in this entire conversation. ❞

NADIA: rip it's your unlucky day

NADIA: i cant help ya there bub

NADIA: but i suggest giving them candy or some toy idk it might work

LEAH: if you feed them candy then they think that's what crying gets them

LEAH: i have dogs remember it's the same principle

BRIELLE: can't you just walk away or something??

CAMI: they're gross af and always smell???? like how can u like smth that shits itself??

CAMI: wtf is that?????

LEAH: idk i seem to get along living with you okay

LEAH: it's like a green adult baby monster

           ❝ it’s like a bus of hungry, fat kids broke down between my ears and now they’re all stamping their elephant feet and fucking screaming at me ──── like, shrill screaming. ❞ it was always like this: the morning after the night before. that single glass of her favourite red liqueur, morphing quickly into the empty bottle that smashed against her skull again and again for the entirety of the following day. better known as hell to her ─── and who would she rather spend the eternity burning with than him ? nobody. ❝ i can’t see for all this fucking spinning, either. lido, i think i’m fucking blind. and not just normal me blind, like ─── ❞ like blind drunk, maybe.