#eminvnt

it  had  been  a  small  gig  ,  maybe  two  hundred  people  ,  in  a small  club  on  the  los  angeles  strip.  just  him  ,  the  band  , some  background  singers  and  his  whole  album.  it  was  easy  to get  lost  in  the  music  when  it  was  this  intimate  a  venue. he'd  finished  with  jackie  &  wilson  ,  though  usually  he'd have  put  it  in  the  beginning  of  the  set  to  bring  the  energy  up.  once  he  finished  and  the  regular  music  came  back  on  , drink  in  hand  ,  he  made  his  way  over  to  delphine  ,  who  was  waiting  backstage.  "  so  that  last  one  ,  what  did  you  think ?  "  he  asked  ,  leaning  the  bottom  of  his  glass  on  his guitar  that  still  hung  from  the  strap  on  his  shoulder.  " think  we  could  make  a  music  video  for  that  ?  i  want  it  to feel  like  that  performance  did.  "

to say persephone had been worried about athena would’ve been the understatement of the century, especially after her conversation with flynn. but she knew how athena was - get too close, and she’ll push you away. and with everything going on with her own children at the moment, she had neglected her a bit. now that austen was checked into rehab, she had the time to focus on her sister and make sure she was okay, but she knew that she couldn’t pose it that way to the blonde - she’d only fight back. so she’d have to use a little reverse psychology. cotton tote bags hanging over her shoulder, she knocked at the blonde’s front door, smile on her lips as she opened it for her, head tilting to the side. “when was the last time we had a sister sleepover and watched a bunch of really bad movies and cheated on our diets?” she asked with a raise of her brow, holding up the bags full of snacks. “because i could really use one tonight.”

"  you  know  you're  going  to  have  to  kick  me  out  of  this  if you  ever  want  me  to  leave  ,  right  ?  "  the  actor  hummed  mid  -  conversation  ,  body  buried  in  issy's  sheets  which  they'd pulled  up  to  their  chin.  monroe  had  a  habit  of  making themself  comfortable  wherever  they  were.  they'd  spent  too  long walking  on  eggshells  and  were  not  going  to  do  it  anymore.  " anyway  ,  you  are  going  to  the  met  right  ?  "  they  mused casually  ,  "  because  i'm  going  to  know  like  two  people  there  and  i'd  rather  you  were  one  of  the  two.  "

persephone: i don't want them anywhere near you.

persephone: but can you promise, like pinky swear, cross your heart and hope to die...no judgement?

dylan: it's been a while

johnny: she wants me to do a fucking spinoff, is, A SPIN OFF. was i adopted? pls tell me i was adopted.

johnny: be good. i love you all.