#invcntions

" what ? " head titled slightly, genuine confusion covering her features. " I thought that went well ? " to which she really did. running into tadeo in the quad with naina was a surprise, but she adapted. introduced him — kept the conversation moving. nobody had even gotten suspicious, everything seemed perfectly normal. at least it did in the moment in her head. looking back, maybe she talked to much. maybe he smiled every time he spoke. maybe she answered half the questions directed at him before he had the chance to open his mouth. things that someone who only knew him through a makeshift study group.. thing.. probably didn't need to know. maybe improvising wasn't exactly her thing, but she felt like she played it off at least enough. " I mean, she likes you. " words finally continued, after the pause of empty air. " you were nice. she was happy to finally meet you, that's good. " absentmindedly twisting one of her rings as the words fell off her. a pause. then her eyes narrowed slightly. " …why are you looking at me like that ? " she searched her memory one more time, replaying the conversation in her head. couldn't have been that bad. " I didn't say anything weird. " @invcntions ✦

" someone totally needs to call the fashion police, or you need to fire whomever let you out of the house where that. " || @invcntions ||

“what’s wrong?” alice asks, pulling back just enough to break the embrace, the scent of his cologne, once comforting, now strangely foreign. it's finally time for a reunion after weeks on tour, and yet, something felt irrevocably altered. her heart plummets, a cold dread washing over her, though she desperately tries to dismiss it as mere overthinking. “you should be happier to see me.” she mutters, the words laced with a heartache she can barely conceal, her gaze searching his face for a flicker of the affection she remembers. / @invcntions

"i know it's been a while," and understatement really. the past couple of years had felt like a small eternity, and while kaiden had always intended to come back to their hometown, something always seemed to get in the way. a job opportunity, a fleeting romance, or the simple fear of facing what he’d left behind — it was always something. his weight shifts from one foot to the other as he stands at the other's front door, unable to decipher the look on finn's face. "aren't you happy to see me?"

          "well, i wasn't completely against it, was i?" kieran joked, tapping the ash from his cigarette before bringing it back to his lips. two years together, and jake had walked away like it was nothing. like he was nothing. his stomach twisted just thinking about it. "but now, i’m starting to think i should be more concerned about the way your mind works." he should’ve expected this—ethan with a ridiculous idea up his sleeve, but this? this was a new level of absurdity. his lips curled into something between a smirk and a grimace as he shook his head, glancing back over to his friend. "there's a fine line between fake dating and complicated friendship, don't you think?" and the worst part, the truly frustrating part, was that kieran was seriously considering it. he didn’t want to admit that his ex still had a hold on him, that their breakup had burrowed beneath his skin in a way he couldn’t quite shake. but the idea of his ex seeing him with someone else, realizing that he wasn’t just sitting around moping? that had a certain appeal. "besides, aren't you worried i'll fall madly in love with you and your terrible jokes?"

" ash ? " from the moment nathaniel stepped foot into his apartment, he could feel something was wrong. strong eyebrows furrow together as they settle on the familiar figure, concern almost instantly washing over his features. " ash, what's going on ? what happened ? " / @invcntions ♡

the time had finally come for them to grab those beers they'd shaken on, other members of the team somehow tagging along in the process. camden had started the night with every intention of relaxing, enjoying himself, and he had been . . . until his phone rang with an emergency. something which, as a father figure to four siblings who were prone to accidents and low moods, happens way more than he'd like it to. he's shrugging into his jacket, about to leave when he picks up on the tension. eyes drift towards leo, and he can't help but to feel like something is wrong. " are you seriously pissed that i have to leave right now ? " in a way, he gets it. camden isn't quick to say where he's going in such a hurry or why, prefers to keep his home life separate from his work. the last thing he wants is to be judged, or worse . . . pitied. " there'll be other nights for beers, leo. cheer up. " tries to keep it light despite the fact worry is already heavy on his shoulders. \ @invcntions