i dream in technicolor

“Ah, but wouldn’t you like to, though?” He asked quirking a brow and slightly tilting his head to the side, a small smirk still intact. “Hmm, tempting. I think I may like this little thing we’ve got goin’ though.”

Penelope let out a small laugh. “I think I hear enough of what happens.” She threw a glance at his home with a teasing smile. “I mean, I like it too.” She paused, “I guess I can see what I can do, only if you write one about me.”

Clara bursted out into a quick round of laughter, clapping her hands as she playfully pushed the other’s shoulder, “That’s what I’m here for, babydoll. Sure, dicks are nice, but no one knows a woman’s body quite like a woman herself.” She nods in agreement with T-Swift needed to be dethroned, “She’s had her fun, it’s someone else’s turn now. I’m sure she’s got enough money to last her for a long time. I heard your new song though, I really like it. Then again I’m biased cause you’re dope as fuck, but it’s still a good song. You’ll break those charts one day.” 

“Whoa, that’s almost too bold of a statement. I can’t fully agree or disagree, but most of my men hookups have been great.” She laughed. She knew, despite it all, Clara was probably right. Women know women’s bodies, they understand what works and what doesn’t. “Oh, she’s got enough money to probably last a lifetime and a half. I mean yeah, it’s my favorite I’ve put out of my own. I mean, I’ve released a few covers and they did okay, but this one might go somewhere for me.” She took a big drink of her coffee. “Hopefully it will at least.”

to say madox was tired–no, exhausted–would be an understatement. in reality, he shouldn’t have been at work to begin with. but, of course, his good-for-nothing co-worker daniel was ‘too sick to even think about coming into a food establishment.’ the truth being he’s hungover as shit and didn’t want to. madox cursed his understanding nature which had most recently landed him an overnight shift; only just coming to an end ten minutes ago.

the boy swirled the to-go cup in his hand a few times, slouched back at an empty corner table with hardly-open eyes when a soft voice caught his attention. madox straightened up at the sight of the other; clearing his throat before voicing a meek, “uh, no yeah, have a seat.”

Pen honestly looked a bit worried for the guy when he looked up at her. She took the seat quietly. A bit of concern in her voice, “Are you alright, man?” She paused, eyes scanning his tired features. “I hate to sound rude, but you look like you’ve been put through it.”

gavin shook his head as he fell back on his feet, looking down at pen with an amused smile on his lips. he didn’t move back too far, easily falling back because of her push, but not far enough with her grip on the front of his shirt. “i’m pretty good at giving a girl reasons to scream.” he bragged, because, well he was confident in few aspects of his life and this was one of them. “and what if i fell asleep right in the middle? wouldn’t that lead to a poor night?” 

Pen’s fingers toyed with the fabric for a moment as she looked up at him. “Scream?” She almost laughed. “Giving an unsuspected shot doesn’t count, you know that, right?” She teased. She closed a bit of the space between them. She was ready to at least start the walk to either of their apartments or even a bar, anywhere but in front of the hospital. “Don’t worry, I can handle if it happens.” She smirked as she let the grip of his shirt go and smoothed it out. “I think we’d better start moving. I’m not sure how long we can stand here before your coworkers spot you outside.” 

benji looked up from where he’d been sitting, swiping aimlessly on swiped as he enjoyed his coffee. he was definitely the type to spend his time in a coffee shop, despite having no real reason to be there - he had perfectly good coffee at home, and all the wifi he could ever need, but still found himself sitting there regardless. “well, i don’t see anyone, and you don’t see anyone, so…” he trailed off, gesturing to the seat as well now. “by all means,” he shrugged. “what’s your go to order?” he questioned after a moment, a brow raising curiously. “it tells a lot about a person, i think.”

Penelope usually didn’t sit with random people at the shop, but she wanted to challenge herself to meet new people. She grinned when he gestured to the seat for her to sit. She gave it a quick thought on what she ordered. “Today, I got an iced coffee with just enough cream to turn it a slight dark brown. Nothing fancy.” She shrugged. “I can’t spend $5-6 on a coffee that I’m gonna drink way too fast.”

“Oh come on, you know me better than that.” He chuckled out, making a face as he handed it over. “Oh yeah? Will that get you to write a song about me?” He teased.

“I don’t know what goes on over there.” She teased as she took the mail from him. She gave a quick flip through it before looking up with a half smile. “A song? I mean, hurt my feelings and that’d get you one quicker.”

Clara scoffed, her hand resting upon her chest as if she had just been slapped in the face, “Excuse you, babe, but something tells me I’d change your mind once I travelled further south,” she winks at her friend before quickly laughing at how ridiculous it would be for the two to act in such a way. “But I’ll write you that break up song. It’ll make Taylor Swift look like a newbie.” Clara couldn’t help but grow excited about the painting, already picturing her own place and all the ways she can decorate it. “Sounds like a deal. How’s the music coming on your end?”

Penelope’s face started to flush under her makeup. “Clara, this is starting to get to me.” She joked. “I’ve never pictured myself with a woman, but you might have me questioning.” She shook her head with a smile, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “I’d hope so, the queen of breakup songs should be dethroned, and replaced by someone just as worthy.” She sipped her drink before shrugging as she set it down. “It’s great, I put out the song last week. I didn’t make a huge deal about it, but it’s doing pretty well. It probably won’t break any charts like something big, but it’s doing enough to make me feel good about it.”

“Hey, if you do, you know who to call, okay? I swear if some other girl pops your lesbian cherry, I’m going to write the meanest break up song about you.” She wags her finger at the girl with a quick laugh before nodding her head at her other set of words. “Honestly, something galaxy themed would be dope. Can you do those one paintings that come in sets of four? Like you hang them up on your wall and they’re not connected, but they make a full picture?”

A laugh escaped her lips at the thought of them two messing around. “Clara, I’m not sure if I could take you serious in a situation like that. I don’t think I could take myself serious. I like the idea of that mean breakup song.” She teased with a smile. “Galaxy themed? Oh, yeah. I haven’t done many, but they’re fun to do. Just send me a few pictures of real ones you like, and I’ll do you something real pretty.”

Clara gives the red head a genuine smile as she offers to help, “You’re kind of amazing, you know that? Too bad you’re straight.” She teases her with a quick nudge of her shoulder. “But really, I’d appreciate it. But listen, send me some photos of the ones you have of nature cause I’d totally love to have a few. I’m thinking of getting my own place so I’m gonna need some decorations, y’know?” 

“I mean, maybe one day I might be willing to try.” She joked. “No, yeah totally. I’d be more than happy to just give them to you. I’ll even paint something you’d rather have if none of those spark your interest.”

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“It’s Halo by Beyonce. I don’t know, probably not the best idea to do a cover from the fucking goddess herself.” That was the excuse she wanted to give, but really, she just hated the message behind the song. Clara was simply too cynical for it. “What kind of art do you have for sell? Maybe I want some.” 

“Oh, please. I’m sure it’s fine. If you want me to, I can come over and we can rerecord it.” She offered. She didn’t mind helping out, if anything, it helped make her better. “Oh, there’s a ton of nature scenes and oceans despite the lack of them around here. I’ve got a few portraits of people too. I’ll probably only keep the really meaningful ones.”

penelope..he thought. something clicked in his brain once she mentioned that she was his friend’s neighbor. “oh right the hot red head. yeah sam has told me about you. sorry about all the loud noises the other night by the way. we can get pretty rowdy.” he chuckled, smirking at the stalker ish comment. “well i’m glad to meet someone who isn’t following my every move.

“Hot redhead.” She smirked. “Glad to know I left some sort of imagery for you.” She shook her head. “Next time, invite me over. I’m always up for rowdy when I can be.” She laughed. 

raven was going through her daily ritual of coffee and twitter scrolling, typing away at her macbook. she hadn’t even realized that penelope was in the building, so focused on the social media platform until she heard a familiar voice in front of her. her head immediately shot up, a large grin appearing on her face once she realized who it was. “yeah, i’ve been saving it for you, duh.” she said playfully, winking after. “so, update me. i haven’t seen you in forever.”

Pen couldn’t help but grin at the other when she sat down. It had been a minute since the two had met up, despite Pen’s not-so-crazy schedule at the moment. “Ugh, my hero.” She laughed. “Uh, I just put out a new song? I’m selling all my old art? Oh, I signed up for a dating app too. That’s not going too well, but who knows, it might be a great thing.”

there was a brief showing of surprise on minki’s face, though he quickly pulled it away. “uh… thanks,” he said reluctantly, feeling uncomfortable with the offer, but… it wasn’t like he was gonna say no to a free smoothie, either. maybe it did make him a tiny bit nicer, anyways, and willing to initiate a conversation with her. her response did have him rolling his eyes, though there was an obvious amount of amusement, despite the fact that he didn’t wanna show it. “interesting,” he said simply. “ever had it a different color?” minki liked dying his own hair - probably a little too much, addicted to the way that it seemed to change his confidence and personality with each intense color. “huh? uh… just some work stuff,” he said simply. “you?”

A brow raised at his eye roll and her smile faltered a bit. “Nope, I’ve kept it natural my whole life. I’ve thought about going blonde, but I don’t think I’d look okay.” She shrugged sipping her drink. She set her drink down as she typed a description about a few of the art pieces as she listened to him. “I’m trying to sell some art. I gave up on it once I started music, so if you’re in the market to buy some cheap art, I’m selling a ton of it.”

“Thank you, that’s a real help.” The male smiled softly as he nudged the photo back in his pocket. “Nothing major, he didn’t kill anyone at all, just the average theft type of crimes. You don’t have to run away from him - just watch your pockets.” 

“I mean, you were too calm if he had killed someone.” She almost laughed. “It’s good to know what to look out for. I keep my eyes open the best I can, but when the bar gets busy, the bar gets busy. Do you have a card I can take in case he comes back?”