#eli*

Eli Vazquez on his instastories on May 30, 2019.

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ELI AINSWORTH — *character aesthetics

The spilled beer from earlier made her lap feel cold, but overall the experience had been nice. “Tha’ boy was a fool, sug.” The tall redheaded woman sighed softly, “it’s hard to get dates when you’re a tall girl.” The siren hummed a little to the dive bar music, “I think ya mean it’s hard to get a date in general. ya look like some Victorias secret angel. Can’t magine why ya wouldnt.” The redhead laughed and she moved to put her chin on the top of Emma head. “Yeah. Well its not all bad. I mean I made a new friend.” The siren nodded drunkenly, “thas right, sug. We gon be the bestest of friends.” The girl laughed a little, “oh my god, are you drunk?” “I had like eight shots, girlie. I’m piss drunk.” Her new friend gave a laugh and Emma felt content. Feeling her friends jacket buzz, she grumbled, “I think that’s yer roomie tellin ya she here.” The redhead fished for her phone and sighed, “yeah. Crap.” Emma’s fingers slipped down her friends jacket arms and she pouted a bit as she touched the other girls chin, “you keep your pretty chin up ya hear?” The girl hugged her tight, “thanks emma. Tonight would have really sucked if I hadn’t met you.” The siren leaned back as they let go, “ain’t a problem. Sides what kinda asshole takes an angel out for a drink ere. Place is an outright mess.” The girl gave a pressed smile. It was funny how insecure young girls were. “Are you sure we can’t take you home?” “I’ll be alright all by my self. You go home n sleep good.” She gave the younger girl a light pinch on the the cheek and they hugged one last time before emma stood alone in a sea of slow dancing people washed a faded neon blue. She didn’t mind dancing by herself and she twirled with her scarf while humming to the familiar music.

when eli lived in the united kingdom, there would be fields and entire stretches of land where he could just run without worrying about hitting someone or anything really. the streets were so clear that he could have ran with his eyes closed...that was not the case in new york city which was why in the first five seconds of him leaving his apartment building, with his headphones in as usual, he ran right into someone. “sorry about that,” he apologized, giving them a soft smile. “not used to all of the congestion.”

these two are there for each other for whatever they need though sometimes they try to hide their problems from each other & when it’s discovered the other is there for them to give their support.