I’m Just a kid, and my life is a nightmare.

leo: did you know today was national girlfriends day or something?

leo: this kid came in the shop freaking out cause his ride needed work and he couldn't take his girlfriend out tonight

leo: am I supposed to go home with a bouquet of flowers? or is this not a real thing?

pax: is that a real thing?

she  was  quick  to  study  him  ,  noting  how  tired  he  looked  ,  but  she  couldn’t  deny  how  happy  she  was  to  wake  up  with  him  there.  maggie  gently  squeezed  his  hand  back  the  second  she  felt  his  in  hers  ,  a  small  smile  playing  on  her  lips.  her  memory  was  foggy  ,  due  the  concussion  they  said  she’d  gotten  ,  but  she  had  remembered  it  was  him  that  had  carried  her  out.  ❝  you  didn’t  have  to  stay  ,  i  mean  ,  you  could’ve  slept  at  home  or  something.  you  look  like  you  need  lots  of  sleep.  ❞  though  with  the  words  leaving  her  mouth  ,  she  didn’t  actually  want  it  that  way.  waking  up  with  paxton  there  just  felt  right.  ❝  i’m  feeling  a  whole  lot  better  ,  and  i’m  okay  ,  i  just  need  your  company.  how  are  you  doing  ?  ❞  she  spoke  softly  ,  admittedly  she  was  terrified  to  be  alone  after  the  events  of  the  camping  trip  and  wasn’t  quite  sure  what  she’d  do  about  going  home.  but  perhaps  that  was  a  conversation  for  later.

@paxadler

Rose was working through a major headache during her shift at the Graveyard. She wasn’t in any condition to be working but after the last time she had been late to her shift, she opted to come in and work through this. She felt bad for causing Bailey so much headaches. Wiping at the counter, Rose offered a small smile as she watched Pax wander into the establishment. “Hey,” She greeted him, having grown to know him more now after Truth and Dare, and of course, the awful camping trip.  “What can I getcha?”  Rose asked, leaning on the counter top as Pax took a seat.

He didn’t need a drink, but he did.  Patting his hands onto the counter, he looked up and offered her a weak smile, before thinking for a moment, “Hey, why don’t you surprise me?” suggesting quietly, as he sat down.  He didn’t need one, but he wanted one. After everything he really needed to relax, a word and a feeling he was not familiar with. He was going to try though, try and relax. “Do you have snacks?” leaning up on his elbows, as he sat there, “I could go for some snacks too, whatever you have” 

“In comparison to the rest of the slop they call ‘food’ yes.” Henry stated knowing fully well he’s been living off jello cups as it was the only decent food they had given him and he wasn’t even that picky, considering he often ate various plants he would forage. Though whatever semblance of normalcy he had established had been shattered, by Paxton’s continuation. “What, you want to know that this fucking sucks? That I can’t remember shit and it makes me so angry because I know something happened but my brain comes up empty and I can hardly think and I keep asking the same question over and over again because my brain somehow forgets the smallest pieces of info. Is that what you want to hear? Because fine, I’m pissed and I can’t do anything.” The worlds tumbled out of his mouth in an frustrated rant and the second he stopped he instantly regretted it, he knew his friend was just worried, but he could help the anger that would boil over. “I’m sorry.. I’m just… frustrated.” Though perhaps frustrated was an understatement. “You should, it even gives some cheek action in the back.”

“  okay …  “     it’s silent again .    he didn’t really know what to talk about .   it’d been so long since they talked ,   he wasn’t even sure if paxton was even into the same stuff he was into way back when .    in hindsight ,   maybe he could ask exactly that .    “  so …   into anything new ?  “     it sounded way better in his head ,   he swore .    god  it sounded like a job interview ,   and he really couldn’t blame paxton for not really saying anything .    but at the same time ,   he could really use some help here .

“into anything new?” chewing on his bottom lip, before giving him a look, “what?” titling his head slightly. he wasn’t sure why it was so awkward. was the other making it awkward on purpose? “not really, what about you?” he could go along with it, as he sat there across the other, playing with his hat in his hand. his thumb rubbing against the fabric, “where you at the camping trip?” thinking of something, anything to get their conversation going.

Ever since Henry had gained consciousness it was as if the door to his hospital room was a revolving door of people who would look at him with pity and sadness, sometimes both, and it was making it more difficult for Henry. Not because he didn’t appreciate it but more that he had never been one to be open about his emotions, instead choosing to cover it with jokes. Which was increasingly more difficult due to the dire situation and people not accepting said coping mechanism. “Ah, you know, great these jello cups are worth the concussion.” Henry remarked with a wide albeit fake grin. “I knew you’d be stopping by, couldn’t resist seeing me in a hospital gown, could you? It’s fucking breezy as hell, might make it a permanent look.” 

@paxadler​      —     it had  definitely  been a while since a situation like this presented itself .    paxton and ilya’s moms have always been pretty tight friends ,    even though they knew it had been a while since their two boys  (  who they used to bring everytime they hung out  )  talked .    today ilya was in his childhood bedroom after his mom all but forced him to visit to  at least  greet ms. adler .    what ilya didn’t know however ,    was that  ms. adler  roped  paxton  in the same business as well .    so now they’re both sitting at a distance in ilya’s own bedroom back when he still lived here .    sitting in silence ,   trying to distract themselves .    ilya was the first to break the silence ,    after all it was kind of his fault the relationship fell apart  (  will he ever admit to that ?   probably never ) .    “  so …   how’ve you been ?  “     he asked ,    tentatively .

out of a favor for his mother. here he was, sitting across from Ilya in his childhood room. if it was any other time he wouldn’t be here. his mother had just gotten him at a good time, and he just couldn’t tell her no. she was the only relative in his whole life that he cared about, and who actually gave two shits about him.  he couldn’t just tell her no, even when he had a lot going on.  he met the others gaze, offering him a small look, “i’ve been alright, despite the whole camping trip” he wasn’t sure how much ilya knew of that. If he had attended it, or gone? a hgue part of pax right now, which he had blown the whole thing off. stayed home, and didnt even bother. but it had been to late. everything had happened, despite it all. “okay, though, yeah, okay” he didn’t mean for the small talk, or the awkwardness that seemed to fill the room. but it had been a while since the two of them had been alone, like this. 

( closed ft. @paxadler​ )   *    ╱    maggie & paxton

maggie  was  pretty  out  of  it  ,  and  she  was  quite  certain  she’d  slept  for  days  at  the  hospital.  the  doctors  had  told  her  all  the  diagnoses  before  she’d  fallen  asleep  when  she  first  arrived.  dehydration  ,  mild  starvation  ,  second  stage  hypothermia  and  a  broken  tibia.  they’d  given  her  food  and  water  before  she  fell  asleep  ,  so  when  her  eyes  finally  fluttered  open  ,  it  almost  felt  like  she’d  been  reborn.  her  eyes  flickered  around  the  bright  hospital  room  until  they  landed  on  paxton  ,  a  smile  tugging  at  her  lips.  she  hadn’t  expected  him  to  stay  in  the  hospital  with  her  ,  though  she  was  thankful.  ❝  paxton  ?  ❞  she  called  out  to  him  ,  unsure  of  whether  or  not  he  was  awake  ,  but  at  least  her  voice  was  back  to  normal. ❝  how  long  have  you  been  here  ?  ❞

closed: @paxadler​ location: peach hollow general

henry was about to wage war against the florescent lights over head, that were causing him a headache, when he spotted paxton near the doorway. “holy shit, i never been so happy to see you, wanna do me a favor and shut these damn lights off?” he asked, knowing his body hurt too much to move. 

He had made sure to leave Maggie at a good time When she was resting, and he couldn’t do much, but sit by her side.  He waited till she was out before wondering down the hallway and asking about Henry.  It did take long for a nurse to give him the information he needed and cleared him through.  Stopping at the door way, his stomach dropped.  He had seen how bad Maggie was when he found her, but see Henry now. Made things so worse  Nodding his head almost quickly, he moved forward and grabbed the lights before finally stopping at his bed.  His hand instantly grabbing his, to give a soft squeeze, “Holy shit Henry” tugging the chair from the side of the bed and pushing it closer to the other’s bed. He offered the other a look, trying to not frown. He didn’t want to appear sad to the other.  But Paxton was going through it, Maggie and also Henry. “Are you okay?” tone quiet. 

she can barely hear the sirens as she slips in and out , and she’s trying to keep her eyes open but it’s so hard. yet at the same time , paxton’s arms make her feel so safe , just as they always have despite everything they’d been through. the feeling is enough to put her previously spiralling mind at ease , though her body still trembles as the night greets them with a cold breeze. as the realization of her rescue sets in more and more , she feels like she could cry , even though another part of her thinks there’s no water in her to cry out. she nods slightly at paxton’s words , they’re repeating in her head like a mantra and yet it’s so hard. ❝ i’m trying , ❞ she mutters , ❝ i-i’m just so tired , pax … ❞ eyelids fluttering again as the emt’s take her from paxton. her mind instantly panics without him there as they lay her down , and she wants to fight to be in his arms again but her lack of energy keeps her still. ❝ pax … ❞ her voice is quiet but she’s hoping he can hear her. ❝ stay with me , please ? ❞

in her state , she could barely tell what was going on , still unaware that paxton’s got noah with him and that thing’s are going to be okay. all she can think about is how good it feels to sleep , even though there’s that fear she won’t open her eyes again. so maggie tries to fight to stay awake , her eyelids fluttering open and closed until she’s just barely squinting at paxton. she soaks in the warmth from his hand on hers , the smallest smile spreading across her lips as he kisses her. all she can think about now is just being close to him , it feels like forever to her since she’s felt warm. safe. maggie’s not sure what’s been happening but the second she feels paxton lift her up , she does everything she possibly can to nuzzle into him. almost like some of the exhaustion subsides because her body’s trembling a little less , and she’s no longer feeling hopeless. finally , maggie finds it in her to look up at him , still blinking slowly with heavy eyelids , and now she’s even more terrified to fall asleep. not when it seems like things are finally looking up. ❝ don’t , ❞ she starts , her voice weak. ❝ don’t let me fall asleep , i don’t know if … ❞ maggie tries to say but her eyes are starting to close again.

she’s struggling to keep her eyes open , and to keep her arm out for anyone to see , wanting to so desperately just curl back into a ball and preserve whatever body heat she can muster. there’s some doubt in her mind that maybe it wasn’t his voice and a figment of her imagination , like that hooded figure she was seeing. but when she hears his voice again , maggie lets out a soft sigh of relief knowing it’s him. she’s about to worry that he’s too far until she can hear footsteps getting closer , and it’s suddenly the first time in a while that she actually feels like she’s getting out of all this. maggie’s head barely tilts up to look for him when she feels him touching her hand , still far too tired. ❝ paxton ? ❞ she manages to whisper out before her eyelids start to feel heavy again and all she can think about is how it’s nice to see him one last time. ❝ i love you , ❞ maggie mutters out , her eyes fluttering closed again as she’s overcome with exhaustion , but she doesn’t hear paxton call noah’s name.

maggie wasn’t sure how long it’d been since the last time she woke up consistently , her entire perception of time completely skewed. the only thing she was absolutely sure of was her almost inability to move. she was completely curled up in the fetal position , her body trembling as the cold of the night crept up on her. at this point , she’s almost convinced herself she’s never going to be found , or it’ll be too late if she is. but her eyes flutter open when she hears her name in the distance. paxton. even in her state , she can recognize his voice anywhere. ❝ paxton ? ❞ she tries to scream out , but her voice is so weak and her throat is too dry for any sound to possibly reach him. maggie looks around for anything that can help , a large stick , anything to help him find her. as a last attempt , she sticks her arm out from her spot behind the root , initially trying to raise it but she’s too weak to keep it up. though he’ll hopefully see her hand against the tree.

mentions: @noahrayen​