#aiden.

Been a while now, hasn't it? I was just 14 when I started writing these letters, I'm almost 22 now. Things aren't as bad as they used to be.

I'm glad that I'm still around, I never would have gotten the chance to meet my current friends that I love,

or that girl that I met when I was 18. I promised to peel her oranges.

And I got to meet my sweet kitties and dog because the world did not end when I was 14.

@morningncws / blackout with aiden.

AIDEN: How was your birthday?

AIDEN: ...grandma.

AIDEN: I'm kidding, I love you!

          It was the first night in quite awhile that he had a craving for a cigarette, and he would put the blame on the bitter taste of smoke the man from the card table had put in his mouth. He wasn’t in the best mood, as his glum features that was written all over his face sort of put that into perspective for anyone who crossed his path. Having left the casino by taxi, he had paid the driver to take him down central closer to his loft apartment, but to drop him off by the convenience store on the corner of the block to pick him up a six pack and a carton of tobacco. “Gentlemen,” He breathed out in greeting,  “—a pack of reds please,” Calvin simply shook his head at the cost that was announced, before the woman beside him had neared in closer and announced her brand of choice that was much more expensive than his own. “Can you believe it? Paying six bucks for a pack of smokes?” Calvin glanced to that who was beside him. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, what do they do? Have one stick last you the entire fuckin’ night?”

her management team had been right. this place was great. she had been unsure at first because small town people could go one of either two ways when they met her. they didn’t care...or she was trapped in a shoe shop for three hours until her security got her out. so far though she had made her way from the hotel to the beach, sun glasses on to try and keep her face hidden from view as she had ditched the security, and there hadn’t been one interruption. this place was dainty and cute and quiet and what the fuck was he doing here? the brunette came to an abrupt help as she made her way down onto the beach only to watch as he ex-boyfriend walked his way out of the ocean. and he wasn’t just any old ex-boyfriend. he was aiden. aiden-fucking-cage . adeline could only assume that this was all a sick joke and she was about to turn on her heels, run back to the hotel and book the first flight out of the place when her gaze locked with his and somehow she knew he could see her even with her ridiculously large glass. “fuck, shit no.”