#hidehillevent004

With his eyes closed, Jesse had been bopping around to the beat, letting the music mix with the weed and dance with the liquor in his system. It was as one song bled into the next that he opened his eyes, waking up from the moment to cast his eyes on the crowd. Eddie’s and Maverick's, a few Crayola crayons. He stopped his scan at the Spiderman mask— a lie. His eyes traversed downwards, no shame in how they took in the sculpted torso on display. Taking a confidence hit from his pen, Jesse moved in; the smoke billowed from his lips as he approached. “Let me guess: suit’s at the cleaners?” A smile twisted at his mouth, more subtle than his eyes which did not hesitate to drink the figure in. 

chills twisted around his arms, body trembling. lodged between body wracking sobs and chills from the horror of it all, abraham brought his knees closer to his chest, praying that the pressure would keep him together at the seams that threatened to burst.  heidi had been one of those friends that abraham had found comfort and consistency in. they could go ages with no contact and when reunited, reignite and light the world on fire. he loved her, with every piece of himself, and though the wedding had been as big a surprise to him as it was to most others, it wasn’t strange. heidi was already like his sister.  and she was gone. cold, alone, and gone. the thought brought bile rushing to the back of his throat, chin shaking as he dropped his head to his knees, another sob ripping from him. he should have been stronger. he should have been more dignified. he should have shut up and let others suffer out loud, but he couldn’t keep in. how could anyone? 

jordan preview : halloween costume

Charlie Parker as PROFESSOR PLUM

“Feel free to correct me but, you know, kind of expected more people to know what I am,” Crawford said, currently stripping himself of his jacket. That had been a poor choice in hindsight, considering the amount of bodies that were packed into the room. Now, with his button up half done, it might’ve been more clear. The tattoos he’d Sharpied on with Gabby’s help were holding up well, dusted over with some powder Crawford knew nothing about. “Have people not seen Memento?” It was a realization he hadn’t expected to come to. He’d seen the film at least twice before he’d even finished middle school. That and the Prestige. When football wasn’t on tv, his dad was usually watching something out of Nolan’s filmography.

“Heyyo!” Scout called up to Monroe, trying to shout louder than the music and crowd. If that didn’t grab her attention, her raised hand holding a tall glass of rum and coke surely did. “You’re very lucky I was the one to find you,” she teased, quoting as she pulled the drink back, just out of reach and forcing the other to draw closer towards her. Scout took the moment to give Monroe a nice up and down. “You were looking a little thirsty.”

event004: halloween party

“I didn’t take you as a couple’s costume guy,” Imogen teased, the liquor in her system causing her to giggle. She glanced back and forth between him and his fellow firefighter off in the distance. There was no hiding her attraction, Gen even biting her lip as she raised her gaze up his torso and back to his face. Normally she was a little better at playing coy but tonight that was out the window, Halloween her continued excuse. “When’s the wedding?”