reject rejection

“you want to have christmas, right now, in april?” so gabe wasn’t completely against the idea, it wasn’t as though he didn’t love christmas, so why not? it could be fun. he rubs his lips together, allowing the suggestion to marinate. this year had been utterly garbage, so why the fuck not? it wasn’t as if they couldn’t use a little cheer in their lives. “does this mean i get to dress up as santa or do we have someone else in mind for that part? cause i was really thinking i could rock that white beard and beer gut.”

It took Lily a moment to realise that she was being spoken to. Her usual bitterness and fast responses were absent, but she still had an edge. The comment caused an eye roll and she dropped the ice cream cup to the side, promising to dispose of it properly later. 

“Couldn’t you have sat somewhere else?” she asked, the softness almost a surprise. Damn, that wasn’t as mean as it was supposed to be.

Maybe she was softening up. They said time was a healer, but she never really thought there would be enough of it to help. Perhaps she was just caught on a good morning, instead of one where the dark clouds wrapped around her lungs.

ronan shrugs his shoulders – what compelled him to come here again? or was he simply just running out of ideas? “well, frankie, in this tiny town you gotta get creative. and i’ve never tried the drive-in… but clearly, i won’t be coming here again.” he scoffs, getting up completely and then turning back to his company, extending a hand out to her with a small grin, “shall we? i’m sure we can find better ways to entertain ourselves. i’ll make it up to you.” 

open starter */ ronan. 

ronan leaned back on the grass of the hill he was on, letting out a small scoff at what he just watched, trying to process it in his head. he was just outside of the parking area of the drive in – the screen was small and far away, but ronan just couldn’t believe that the drive-in didn’t think of this little hill conveniently outside, allowing anyone who happens to come across it a free viewing of whatever movie was playing (a shitty viewing, but free nonetheless). he turned to look at the person near him, letting out a small laugh. “even the fucking movies in this town are boring, aren’t they? do they ever update their selection here?” 

sitting on the hood of her car, she leaned back against her elbows while none of your business by salt-n-pepa was playing in the background. emerald eyes scanned the area as she was mostly content with chilling there, looking at the lovely view of the horizon. her mind ended up wandering the longer she just sat there though. eventually, she just had to tell someone what was on her mind. “you know what i really miss right now?” giving them a moment to answer, layla eventually responded with, “christmas.” it was only april. that didn’t matter to her though. she missed buying gifts, decorating, and bonding with friends. it was her favorite holiday after all. “on a scale of one to ten, how odd would it be if we hosted an event similar to it? it could be like how phineas and ferb made it winter during summer or that one summerween episode of gravity falls, yeah?”

Ice Cream | Open

Lily would never get over the weather in California. It was almost as if it was connected to how she was feeling. Rain would come and go, storms lighting up the sky, by the sun would always come back and shine. She was sure there was some kind of spiritual connection with it all.

A small blue plastic spoon was poked around the cardboard cup, ice cream almost melted. Chocolate with peanut butter swirls and sprinkles. In the winter, it was vanilla with strawberry sauce. It was difficult for Lily to finish each ice cream she purchased from that hut, and it always ended up being thrown away while the taste was still on her tongue. Instead, the spoon ended up creating a melted mush while Lily waited until she was ready to get up and actually do something productive. Yet, all she could do was sit on the bench in front of the beach, by the ice cream hut, playing with her melted ice cream.

Josephine looked down at her own body to check and make sure that she was okay. It was to self check that everything was okay before she responded to the person she ran into. “Yeah, I’m fine. Are you okay? I really am sorry.” She spoke, doubling back on her apology. She looked at the female and analyzed if she was alright. 

Like a deer in the headlights, Jonas sat up at the sound of another voice. They were so lost in the moment that they didn’t even notice the presence of someone else. Watching the girl, it took a moment for them to understand the question. Words just floated by his ears until he was fully present.

“Uh,” he started, stumbling over his words. “It’s peaceful, I guess. I like watching the stars and it’s quiet out here… how come you’re out here alone?”

Jonas knew it wasn’t the best decision to go out alone at night, whoever you were. Even if he went out at night. He still knew it was a risky choice and they wanted this new person in his moment to be safe, whoever they were.

Somehow, by the grit of her teeth, one of Clem’s co-workers had convinced the young girl to go out for some drinks after their shifts. Normally being quite the homebody, she said yes. It would just be one or two, nothing more….maybe two hours tops and she’d be back to her place. It was pretty packed at Victoria’s and somehow, she had lost her friend in the crowd. While trying to find them, she could feel someone touch her from behind. Oh god, who was trying to grab her ass? Turning around, she could feel herself blushing. 

“Uh, oh, I’m not interested,” she speaks nervously to the stranger. They clearly didn’t get the hint, because the next second she could feel their hands snack around her waist and pull her in closer. God, he just smelt like booze. So gross.