Rolling his eyes, Barrel tried to pull himself up again, only succeeding in adding to the scrapes on his arms. “Well to bad, you don’t have a camera so you can’t. Now come on  Jack, are you going to help me or not?” Frowning a bit, Barrel sighed. “I was supposed to meet up with Lock and Shock here. But, I’m pretty sure Lock just threw me in then left me. And Shock is no where to be found.” It took a few minutes more before Barrel was finally out of the water and laying on the dock. “I hate this.” He huffed.

boy, was he about to start something he didn’t plan on in the first place. it was pretty obvious as to what the answer was going to be for that question, but it seemed as though he was sticking to the path of naivety. perhaps he truly didn’t know what h was setting himself up for. but quinn really couldn’t care less. she needed her errands done, and it would be now or never. ❝well, I could think of a couple of things right off the bat, but.. we’ve only just met. so, I’m going to have to stick with the obvious answer.❞ she turned her head toward the mess of garments piled up beside them on the love seat, hoping he would fill in the blank she’d drawn.

  her eyebrows furrowed together ,    ❝  couldn’t you make an exception ,  just this once?? ❞   it wasn’t that difficult ,  all he had to have done was let her know he would be stopping by .  the fact that he decided to  s m o k e right in front of her wasn’t helping much either ,  but it did steal a heavy sigh of frustration from her berry - colored lips .   he wasn’t acting like his normal self ,  && sally knew she was to blame  —  perhaps the reason wasn’t clear ,  yet that was merely a detail .  ❝  there wasn’t a– … what ?? ❞   incredulousness took over her sculpted features ,  a sudden discomfort crawling up her spine .  jack skellington ,  the king of celebrations ,  skipped a holiday ?? the thought was hard to process ,  && after lingering on the green - filled box for a few seconds ,  her gaze met his own .   ❝  i - it wasn’t because of me ,  right ??  jack ,  when i told you i didn’t know if i would be able to go ,  it wasn’t because i didn’t want to .  i know how much these things mean to you ,  i–  ❞  she trailed off ,  hands nervously tucking  red curls behind her ears .    ❝  i - i actually wanted to talk to you about  something  ;  it has to do with  …  with us  —  i mean ,  not that there is an ‘ us ’  but …  ❞

when the doorbell rang ,  it was almost as if the redhead’s heart skipped a beat .  had sally been the religious type ,  she would have prayed to all the gods in the world not to let finklestein be distracted by the sound  —  however ,  her beliefs began / ended  with karma ,  so she did nothing but hope .  the girl couldn’t recall inviting anyone to come over (  she would be crazy to do such a thing !!  )  ,  && the mad scientist upstairs didn’t seem to have much of a social circle either ,  so who could it be ??  noticing no movement made from upstairs ,  besides a grunt of annoyance &&  the impatient way he spoke when telling her to go see who it was ,  sally was quick to move towards the front door ,  her brown eyes growing wide at the much taller figure .   ❝  —  JACK ??  what– what are you doing here ,  are you okay ??  ❞  glancing back inside the house to make sure there would be no disturbance ,  she stepped outside && closed the door .  ❝  you can’t just come here like this ,  you know …  you could have texted me or called .  ❞

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“brown? someone’s favorite color? i don’t think so!” anna was glad that she was smiling again. it felt so much better. of course, that didn’t mean her problems were gone, they were still there- always were, always would be. but for the moment, she didn’t have to think about anything except brown, which was easy. “i don’t know! i don’t think i even own any brown clothes. i mean, brown and black don’t go together, and a lot of people wear a lot of black, which basically just pushes brown out of the options for wearable colors!” she shrugged, completely agreeing with him on that. brown was certainly not her color, she always felt like it clashed with her hair color. “yeah, i mean, each day is easier i feel like. then somedays you wake up and it feels like the day it happened all over again.” she sighed, nervously tucking a strand of her long, red hair behind her ear. “no, i haven’t. elsa says i shouldn’t go into that area alone. i mean- no offense! i’m sure it’s a nice area, just- um, you know! it’s got a reputation, and my sister says i shouldn’t go alone, especially at night. so, i don’t usually adventure around there, but maybe i should!” she did consider it, nice quiet places for her sounded wonderful. “it’s not like i really listen to elsa allthat often…” she mumbled, a light giggle leaving her lips at the idea of it.

“Does it look like I’m kidding?”, Atta pointed to her serious face. Jack Skellington was City Hall’s favorite event coordinator, even after the Christmas fiasco. “Come on, we need something to make the people happy, what’s wrong with an awards viewing party? It could be done with sporting events, or just movies. Ask the restaurants for food, local shops to help decorate… but you’re the expert, what do you think?”

anna finally smiled as jack turned the conversation around, glad that he did. “you know what? i totally agree.” she lowered her voice, as if the fact that brown dresses were usually ugly was a big secret. although she didn’t know him well, he seemed kind. quieter than her ( most people were ), but still very kind. almost like elsa, but also very different. anna wasn’t sure exactly how to place him, but she knew that he was someone nice and that’s what mattered. “yeah, i mean, it was quite a while ago now, but it still… sucks.” she sighed, lacking a better way to put it. “i just don’t know how to talk about it, is all, so it’s easier not to.” anna nodded, glad he seemed to understand. “yeah, sometimes. i like to go a lot of places. this is one of my favorite spots.” she had climbed this very hill just the other day with a friend. up high, the city below them, watching the sunset. it was nice, anna was much happier then. she always felt happy up here, so she figured she’d take the hike. it was always nice to get some fresh air. “new holland? is that where you live?” the girl had never really been in new holland, at least, not alone. she always thought it might be fun to explore, although she knew some considered it to be dangerous, so she found herself playing it safe. she was sure that if elsa found out she was wandering new holland alone, she’d be in some big trouble.