#ourdarkdivide

     ( starter based on the prompt : mj drawing gleb … for @ourdarkdivide  ) artistic skills were hardly given fair use : she abused what talent she’d been given, opting out to graffiti and tattoos not even herself found visually pleasing. a spray-can is shaken, eyeing her one witness to, what would be, a petty crime. the illustration takes her no more than a few minutes, give or take, and once it’s completed -- approached by the stranger, it sure does resemble him as well. “ hey, if anything . . . you should be HONORED your face is immortalized at the backside of this fine establishment. ” pause. “ what iris roller rink DESPERATELY needed was your LOVELY MUG as an advertisement for . . . you know, if how you skate and fall onto one of their stale twizzlers, you can, too, have something similar to a GIANT STICK up your butt. ” spray-can slips back into her duffle-bag, and a hand finds his chest for a condescending pat. “ there’s really no need to thank me. ”

while  abigail  maintained  perfect  grades  ,  there  were  still  some  classes  she  struggled  with  .  like  chemistry  ,  for  instance  .  after  the  bell  rang  and  fourth  period  was  dismissed  ,  the  brunette  handed  in  her  test  and  scurried  out  the  door  into  the  hallway  .  “  was  that  hella  hard  or  is  it  just  me  ?  ”  pale  pink  backpack  was  slung  over  her  shoulder  as  her  usual  fast  pace  was  slowed  to  walk  alongside  eliza  .  “  i  swear  to  god  mr.  toles  doesn’t  even  know  half  the  crap  he  teaches  ,  either  .  ”

STEFAN    WAS    NOT    SOCIABLE.    not to the extent people expected of him, at the very least. but people skills were retained, and put into use when necessary. the same couldn’t be said for the man at the opposite end of the bar. cotton rag tossed onto his shoulder, palms meet darkened wood. the girl which had mustered the courage to approach leaves empty-handed, a perplexed pout on her face, and stefan intervenes.    ‘    you took a life here today. you did.    ,    his input could be categorized as unnecessary, and it often was. but a guy would have to have a REASON––a mighty good one, too––to reject a girl offering both company and drinks. stefan just needed to figure out gleb’s.    ‘    the life of the party.    ,