#kindofuneven

" he didn't even recognize us ! " it's not said with offense – well, maybe a little offense – but mostly confusion. a friend of the groom : the vincent davenport, artist manager extraordinaire might she add, looked them in the eye & asked for their names. he really meant it, too ! she could tell he wasn't trying to crack a joke – the haha, what do you guys know about being in the public eye ?? wink-wink kind. there was no wink-wink. the crinkle between her eyebrows deepens as she watches him waltz off to the dance floor, glass of champagne in hand lifted to her mouth so she can at least pretend glossed lips aren't parted in total shock. one dainty sip later, she exhales a breath & turns her gaze to scott. " it's official – we're yesterday's news. the horror movie writes itself ! " the joke would land better if there wasn't a smidge of genuine distress in her eyes at the thought.

she can think of one thing concerning them that is totally shiny & new, though. the status of their relationship comes to mind. & suddenly, she's smiling like a school girl with a crush ! nervous just because he's near. she'd act cool & overthink silently as the girl bible dictates if she knew how, but words bubble to the surface before she can stop them. " this isn't strange for you, is it ? " daphne steps in front of him, searching his eyes. " i know it wasn't when we were supposed to come here as friends, but now we're- well, we're more, & gwen is asking you all these questions & this place is... " it's like cupid threw up in here – she loves it. still, " is it... too much too soon ? did i make it weird ? "

beezy fucking loves a pool , especially these big fancy ones all the usual hotel guests are too uptight to actually use . usually she'd be splashing around , diving in & retrieving things from the bottom , seeing how long she could hold her breath .... but the press tour has been fucking exhausting , and today it's the hot tub that's calling her name .

when she arrives downstairs , it's already occupied . scott seems to have had the same idea , which isn't surprising after the day they've had . photoshoots , interviews , red carpets ..... it's all surreal , in a cool but totally draining way . ' fancy seeing you here , ' she grins by way of greeting , dropping her phone and towel unceremoniously on an unoccupied pool lounger but holding onto her vape .

her hot pink bikini shows off her body , but the eye is usually drawn to the many scars marring her skin rather than her curves . the most recent are still pink & tender - looking , blooming from her ribcage in jagged lines . the older ones have settled , atrophic & quietly adorning her back . she can tell scott's trying not to stare , but honestly it doesn't bother her . she's trying not to ogle him right back !

“No. No, I didn’t see anything. It was Nothing — not even darkness not really. It was endless Oblivion,” she said but there was no fear in her voice. Her tone wasn’t quite wistful, but it was calm.

“Sometimes I realized I was there and sometimes I didn’t at first, until I started hearing everything — everyone — again and…well, I wasn’t ever one to wait, you know?” He didn’t, she knew that but she felt that he would understand the impulse even if he didn’t know her own instincts. “There was enough of a body to make it work. Enough of me more or less to get it all moving.

eyes snap to scott then flicker to emmett - who has the wherewithal to at least look sheepish - over his shoulder before her twin ducks towards the medical rooms. " technically, the culprit just walked through those doors. " he's smart, knowing daisy wasn't about to be the one to patch him up after he nearly ruined the whole hunt. they still got the bounty but they lost a kid in the process, 17 & terrified of what his father was doing, caught in the middle of something he didn't choose.

she had it handled. emmett thought otherwise.

"Would you take voice of reason? I don't think I have much optimism in me," Nico says, watching as Scott slowly seems to unravel into the table. He's seen this kind of thing happen before. Will could be like this sometimes too--optimistic until it maybe kills you, although hopefully it doesn't kill you. Just some people keep getting the hits and yet they keep on going with a smile. Nico doesn't get that bit. He'll keep going alright, but he's definitely not going to be smiling about it. He'll complain every step of the way.

But the people who keep going, keep smiling, they're necessary too. People gravitate towards them, and Nico is convinced none of them would keep going without those sunny few.

summer means the night sky grows dark later, the sun rises sooner. it's not a great time for vampires to actually enjoy their lives. i do appreciate the do away with daylights savings time in some areas, more hours to bask in the moonlight. more hours to enjoy a place like this.

not that i really want to be here. christine had convinced me it would be a good idea. go to a festival. get to know the crowd. see if i could sell some more tickets. useless. if someone doesn't want to be one of my beautifully unwell then who am i to try to convince them of it?

maybe i can at least find a good meal. everyone here is high on a lot of somethings, right? lsd. there's got to be someone here on lsd.

what? i missed the seventies. i didn't get the same chance louis did to indulge in hallucinogenic vices like he did. it's my turn now.

i spot a boy in the crowd who seems to be on his own. on his own is always good, they're more susceptible that way. i saunter over, letting my hip and arm push just a bit into the boy. i get close to his neck --

hm. he smells strange. no bother.

setting prompts, accepting. / @kindofuneven !

before they enter the building, before scott's bike even comes to a full stop, he can already smell it. blood and burnt flesh. this place reeks of carnage of havoc. the heat is no help with that. merciless sun turns this abandoned factory into an oversized easy-bake oven and is definitely speeding up the process of decay. by the time they push open large steel doors, the buzzing of flies is only getting louder and something about it makes him more uneasy than anything else. isaac scrunches up his nose as they enter. the taller always a step behind his alpha, following him into a hall of big, rusty & dusty machines that look like parts of some pod racers straight out of star wars. parts, equipment and barrels all over the place. it's hard to tell what is damaged due to time and neglect and what was broken during the fight that very obviously had taken place.

“ – You aren’t a mess, you’re just… growing, I think. Growing and changing.”

𓂃 ⋆. ☆ @kindofuneven LIKED FOR A STARTER.