#milestogomuses

“UHM HEY--- i know this is random, but do you want to head over to the beach ??” there was a sense of wonderment laced throughout her words as she watched the other. “out there the waves are just waiting for us to watch them breathe!!” smile danced across her lips, tan skin sparkling in the sun. her current tan was starting to fade thanks to working hard at her job and skipping beach days. “i have been in a while, you look like you could use a day out there to UNWIND ??” 

“CAN WE TALK ABOUT how p e r f e c t the weather is ??” enjoying how there was a slight breeze, nights were JUST cool enough to be perfect. every single day it was at least 75 degrees -- and not too OVERLY HOT. “sometimes there was just a little TOO MUCH cold weather in new york, i’m from brooklyn.” turning towards the other as she held a coffee cup lazily in her hand. “every day is gorgeous !!”

“I HAVE SHOPPED for six-clients today,” alice said shaking her head, “i think it’s time for a little break !!” talking to herself like it was no problem, “hi----” noticing the other out of nowhere, “sorry--- i tend to talk to myself. sometimes you gotta think out loud !! it’s the r i g h t thing to do, i’m alice !!” though she was small in stature, she was fierce and she COULDN’T remember her life. not even jasper or any of her siblings !!

“hey, do you like waffles !! if not, i obviously need to get you on the WAFFLE TRAIN. very important breakfast food and s n a c k !!” leslie was beyond giddy about her favorite food. talking to anyone who would listen, “totally missing a JJ’S DINER, which has the best waffles---- i really need to talk him into moving here...”

“-----b e n ?? is that you ??” gliding closer to the man who sometimes annoyed her; their relationship was rocky to say the least, but she was happy to see him. paunch burger was in one hand, diner food was in the other. “you’ve caught me at a bad time...” slowly looking from one carry-out to the other, “i’m bringing this back to the office !!”

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else reversed. / accepting.

with his sleeves pushed up over his forearms, steve was on route to handle the situation. when an arm had reached out, shielding him from his path as the obnoxious and mouthy bar patron was skipping out of view. “i can handle this myself, thank you.” steve had attempted to be polite, motioning to her arm. “i have plenty of experience with this type of person.”

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse / accepting.

he lounged over the small couch, one leg propped over the arm of it, the buttons on his shirt collar ripped from his own attempts to rid the feeling of constriction. “tis but life, isn’t it!” the shadowhunter exclaimed, his slurs loud and deafening. william had been exceptionally good at playing the part of a worthless drunk, great pride in his own acting techniques. but this time– it was real, and he felt no control over his words. “to think i have been having dreams of tessa, –ludicrous.” the man had hiccuped, leaning his head back with a chuckle. “i apologize, you were saying what again?”