Feb 7, 2019
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“You look upset.” Eve notes in an disinterested tone, as if she is simply making an observation. There is a pause as she reluctantly inquires further. “Why?”
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@oldhector liked for a starter.
“You look upset.” Eve notes in an disinterested tone, as if she is simply making an observation. There is a pause as she reluctantly inquires further. “Why?”
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“Are you to deliver me, you drunk prick?” Quite the accusatory question from someone who’s near flat-out on the ground, bottles of drink aplenty and off to the side, laying as testament to her indulgence. Damnation, she’d deserved it, after the great feast of that little wagon trial -- horses, men, women. No children, which is just as well: the taste is the same, but the guilt isn’t worth it.
She attempts to shoo the man away, still sticking to her Gaelic tongue. “Begone, you shit stain. You’re not wanted here.”
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“I like my own company quite a bit, really. It’s just the loneliness kicks in especially hard when I feel like I’m stuck there. Since I spend so much time keeping a major part of myself hidden from people.“
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“Hey gramps, nice chin.”
it’s been a week. adam paced his floorboards, thought endlessly of a stranger, and was plagued by a conversation for an entire week. despite his sudden obsessiveness, adam was well. practically beaming. adam now believes this is what they must be talking about in poems and songs. companionship, mutual understanding. there was nothing more addictive than that, he thinks to himself, this is what they talk about. he paces again, home from work and procrastinating one simple thing. with a stroke of impulse, adam reaches for his phone, and dials the number scribbled onto the paper in his hand. achilleus. he chuckles at that.
hector’s voice rings sudden and apparent, almost dripping gold. it takes adam a moment before he can speak himself, words becoming trapped in his throat. though he smiles, looking up to his ceiling thinking it may ground him somehow. ❛ uh — hey, um, it’s adam. adam rowe. from the bus. ❜ from the bus ? adam rolls his eyes at himself. ❛ i’m sorry if it’s a bad time.. ❜
@oldhector, a phone call to achilleus.
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nathan sits, chin in his hands, heart eyes full go staring right at the man from across the room. was it some kind of stupid ploy ? genuine interest ? just something to kill the time with ? probably the latter, but still, nathan smiles at the man till he meets his eye and he cocks his head to the side. “ you’re very cute. tight arse, too. saw you off to the bathroom --- took all my strength not to follow you in. ” he pats the seat next to him and beckons the man over with a quick wink. “ come on, man. buy us a drink and i’ll tell you more about that cute arse of yours. ”
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So, he was... Nice. Dammit. Now, that meant Virote actually had to CARRY A CONVERSATION. WITH A STRANGER. RIDICULOUS! He should've just sat there and ate his croissant. Well, whatever. A little social interaction wouldn't hurt, right? After all, he'd been spending the last few days angsting within the walls of his penthouse with only a cat to keep him company. Virote then cleared his throat, posture straightening as he leaned to get a closer look at the puzzle.
ALEXA, HOW DO YOU SPEAK AND NOT SOUND LIKE A MORON?
Oh, right. He didn't have Alexa with him ( come to think of it, he didn't even have the creepy, digital assistant at all. ) ❝Feuerbach.❞ Nailed it. Looks like reading a bunch of Wikipedia articles for no reason actually paid off for once in his life. ❝The answer is Feuerbach.❞
‘ people don’t usually panic at the sight of cops unless they’ve ridden in the back of a cruiser. ’
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“ actually, sir, ” emphasis on sir. this is a mockery, i repeat, this is a mockery. she rolls her eyes and turns a little more to face the man. the panic seizing her body for a brief few seconds whenever she sees the uniform still has a hold on her, but alex still has the grace to look someone in the eye when talking to them, even when the jolting irregular heartbeat is going on a few layers of cotton deeper. “ i can think of plenty of reasons other than that. you ever slept with a cop and have it turn sour real quick ? live in the guy’s precinct and have them keep accidentally running into you in the places you showed them ? i mean, most panic is still from the regulars riders, but don’t judge a book by it’s cover, man. some of us just don’t want to reach a certain level of intimacy with another person. some of us have boundary issues they refuse to work on but still keep getting into relationships with. what about the front riders ? let us freak the freak out while ruining our and others lives without trippin’ absolute balls. ”