#marlonrae

tyler: why'd you tag me in lucas' post? am i missing something?

Taking a seat on one of the benches that lined the perimeter of the complex, Mona casually scrolled through her photo library as she tried to determine which Paris picture deserved posting. At the sight of Marlon joining her, she only briefly glimpsed up, offering him a smile. “Hey. I’d hug you, but I’m pretty sure that’s against the rules.”

“Yep. Absolutely anything that you wanna do. I’m down,” Mona told him with a smirk, lifting her joint to her lips once again. “Well, almost anything. Anything within reason. Run it by me and I’ll let you know.”

Mona: this is important, plese get back to me !!!1

The plans that Mona had made with Marlon were exceptionally vague. There were tons of different reasons why actually going ghost hunting with him was a bad idea, especially given recent events, but Mona knew Marlon and she knew that there really wasn’t anything to be worried about. She had no idea of where they were going, if they were walking or driving, or how long they’d even be gone. Still when her phone read 3:55, she grabbed the present she’d been meaning to give to him and made her way out of the apartment and towards the parking lot, figuring it’d be best to meet him somewhere where they were less likely to be spotted. It wasn’t like they were doing anything bad. she just wasn’t in the mood for the confrontation that would come along with it. Standing by her car, she typed out a quick here text and just waited.

mona: last time i sent you a text like this, it ended in absolute disaster, but i’m reckless so let’s go for part two. i met you at a time in my life when there was a huge void in my soul. rather than focusing on myself and dealing with that in an actual productive manner, i used relationships with other people to fill in that gap. probably the two most prominent people in my life when i first got here were you and haze. the fact that i managed destroy both of those relationships for a bit because of my own selfish actions is honestly something that i still battle with to this day. sometimes i feel like i’m not even worthy of the second chances, so i find it truly amazing that recently we’ve reconnected and things are actually back to normal between us. i will always regard you as a friend and you’re genuinely the one person in all of nashville who i feel just gets me... that’s something i don’t even share with my best friend. mar, you are so special to me. and even if i don’t act like it all the time, please just know when to tell me to shut up and stop acting like i don’t need you in my life because i do. idk. this was a lot of words to just say something simple, but i love ya my dude.

Despite everything that was being said over text, Mona still couldn’t help but feel that she wasn’t getting the full story in just that alone. Rather than attempting to even find the right words to coax a reply out of him that wouldn’t end up just being defensive, she simply slipped into a pair of house slippers before making her way down the hall. Knocking twice, she waited only a moment before just letting herself in. “Hey, it’s me.”