#ofhellview

Perhaps she had made herself a pariah after the incident, or simply leaned into the fact that the town had seemed intent to do it for her. Whatever the actual turn of events, this was one of the brighter ones. There were color swatches spread all over the kitchen counter, and she pointed at one, without even looking up at Jovi. “That one feels too sterile but I can’t figure out why. Aside from it, what would you pick?” Asked, as hand came to curl around the curve of her hip, a sigh whispering past lips, as if indecision was the worst of her problems.

Apollo had agreed to training lessons like it was his cosmic duty to give back to the community. His mother preached balance when he was young, and typically he’d fought everything that she’d said, but this one held some water. So, he side stepped the incoming swing before holding a hand up. “Stop, you’re still holding your elbow out too far.” Stepping closer, a clear invasion of personal space, two fingers touched it to make a point. “You’re going to break your arm before you ever do any damage to anyone's face.” @ofhellview​

“What are your thoughts on bed bath and beyond?” She asked finally, after a solid fifteen minutes of comfortable silence. It almost seemed like it had taken her that long to decide whether to ask the question, apparently it was controversial. “Seriously, stop looking at me like that. The answer is important and quite frankly, the future of our friendship may depend on it.” @ofhellview​

Even though they lived on their own now, they still kept the same occasional escapist habits left over from when their father was too much. Which, meant that they were currently attempting to lazily scale the building that had been abandoned for long enough to still be safe, but not long enough to worry about someone coming back for worldly possessions, at least they thought. This explained the surprise, an almost foreign emotion, that formed on features when they made it to the roof only to find someone else there. “Well fuck me.” They said, still a comical combination of confused and surprised.

“You’re staring again.” Del spoke in a tone so confident it was hard to tell when she was or wasn’t absolutely full of shit. Perhaps that was why she was thankful that she was facing away from them, grin begging for permission to play, but not yet granted it. “Damn, should I call someone? Chris Hansen? An adult? Do I have a booger in my nose?” She asked, turning around and gesturing at her face, that grin finally winning out when she did.