#ladylights

There was a large cardboard box filled with various tubes of paint and brushes, thrown haphazardly together, overflowing in a way that kept the box from shutting fully.  Jason stared at it.

“The paint’s supposed to go where?” He called.

“Anywhere it’ll fit,” Came Kyle’s reply from the front of the car.  “Just don’t put anything heavy or, like, sharp on top of them.”

“Anything heavy or sharp,” Jason muttered under his breath.  “Okay.”

He grabbed the box and threw carefully placed it on top of a box of clothes.  It was squished between a box of records and the wall of the car, so Jason figured it was okay.  If not, and they all got smushed or broken or whatever and the paint was ruined, he could just buy more.

Kyle came to stand next to him, a backpack hanging off his shoulders.  “Is that everything?” Jason asked.

Kyle said, “Yep.  Will all of this fit in your apartment, though?”

“Probably.” Jason shrugged.  “If not, I have other apartments.”

“You have one apartment and fifteen safe houses.”

“Twenty-six, actually.”

“Twenty-six?”

“It’s a big city.” Jason started walking around to the driver’s side of the car, swinging the keys in his hand.

Kyle snorted, moving to the front seat.  “Not that big.”

“Big enough.”

Kyle closed the door as Jason started the car up.  The drive from New York to Gotham was only a few short hours, by far one of the shortest trips he’d ever taken, but moving was always an exhausting process.  The process of packing and loading, then unpacking and unloading, always drove him crazy.  Especially since he was used to not having a lot of valuable to take with him.

He figured it was his own fault - it was his idea that Kyle move in in the first place.  Not that he regretted it.

“Ready?” He asked.

“Yep.” Kyle said.  He plugged his phone in, and immediately, All-Star started blasting over the speakers.  Jason did an excellent job of not bursting out into laughter.  He schooled his expression into a flat, unamused look.  Kyle grinned.

i haven’t actually

1. who’s your celebrity crush?

oh boi uhhhh So Many, zendaya, letitia wright, katie mcgrath, zazie beatz

14. what’s your coffee order?

a soy mocha cause i’m yt like that

24. can you dance? sing?

20: describe your blog in 3-5 words

a dyke’s unorganised creative outlet

36: what do you think you’d be arrested for?

jnkfghkghhjlk i dont know, probably like attempting to break in somewhere to see my gf

thank u for the ask! 💖

i can get behind that