#c;ryder

The event was over, the same scenario that was once filled up with noises of conversations, screams, announcements and songs being played out, now was almost succumbed in silence. She's making her way out like everyone else, but it seemed her system had different plans as it ignored every single sign that would warn her that she was heading to an only staff area, making her way through corridors where she shouln’t be, in the first place, until she finally reached the stage. She had never been there, Summer hadn’t been a teenager who went through the drama stage, working on play,s dreaming about being an actress, she always enjoyed the backstage, the idea of writing them. She also didn’t dream about being a musician, but she dated one; one that had left her and somehow, as her shoes tapped against the ground of that stage, she felt connected to him once again, somehow. 

Maybe it was the alcohol in her system, the lack of concern about what she was doing, but after going through the automatic process of drinking, going out and finding someone to have sex with, that was the first time she felt light, allowing her body to spin around, ignoring the fact it was only making her feel worst due to the drinks she had taken. And even if there was some sense inside of her hed that she wasn’t alone, she continued her private dance, giggling, whispering the lyrics of a song made for her, until her eyes finally landed on Ryder. “And we’re meeting each other again.”

With a cup of beer on her hand, Summer walked around the event, people were getting overly excited about going through adventures, there were happy couples, happy families, happy people -  all of those she was avoiding while her eyes scanned through the screen of her phone, trying to find something interesting enough that would keep her from being bothered by a stranger or even someone she knew. Her main goal was now to reach the tacos truck that was almost empty, a free zone away from the crowd, but without looking where she was heading to, it was a matter of time until her body bumped against someone else’s.

Moving her cup away from the person so they wouldn’t get their clothes all wet due to the beer, once she moved her light hues up and saw the person in front of her, part of herself slightly wished, her brain hadn’t worked so fast and that Ryder would be now soaked in beer. “Of course. This day was too good to be true.”

It was a little late in the evening, especially since he had taken the time to settle back in at the apartment, unpack, and then gone out to dinner with Teddy. Still, he had plans, no matter how late it was, to surprise his boyfriend with a date the first day he was back. He might not feel one hundred percent on his new medication in fact, he can’t really focus on much, and the world feels a little shitty but that wasn’t going to hold him back- nothing ever had before, what was a little hitch? Not trusting himself to drive on the first few weeks adjusting, he decided to walk down from where he had dinner with Teddy, hands in the pockets of his jeans and admiring the fading sunset on the sky. There was just enough time left in the evening to figure something out for a date, even if it was just a night in or a little stargazing. And this time, he wouldn’t be scarfing down a plate of pasta in the most unattractive manner. Wearing just a casual Goonies shirt for once rather than the formal button-up and bowtie, paired with skinny jeans, as always, he had to remind himself where Ryder lived through a few ticks in his fuzzy mind. Fuck, it shouldn’t be this hard to remember everything. He had stopped by the florist- briefly- on his way to Ryder’s, just before they closed, with every intention of adding a little extra surprise to it. Pulling out his phone as he drew closer once he finally remembered the address after a brief review, he pulled up Ryder’s name in his messages.

to: ry ❤ [sms] dusty: Hey!! Look out your window, babe!

“I’m bored, you’re fun. I’m about to go take a shower... You interested in joining me?”

Awwwwwh