#ovrnights

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

raven sat with the ice pack under her eye, staring at the wall. it wasn’t the first time she’d gotten into a fight with someone, that’s for certain, but she was shaken by this one. she stood up for robin so they’d stop being hit on, & some frat guy thought it was okay to punch the girl who was a whole foot shorter than him. she looked at hunter, a forced playful smile on her lips. “so, don’t be like me, okay?” she laughed. “it’s good to stand up for your friends &  all but i don’t think mom can handle more than one black eye in this house at a time.”

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

she was on a high. when a gig went well, raven’s adrenaline lasted for days. it didn’t help that the house was strangely quiet, too. everyone busy except her, as per usual. she jumped off her bed & into the living room when she heard the door open, practically tackling hunter to the floor when she sees it’s him. “i feel like being annoying today, & you’re my target. what do you say we go to the mall & pretend like i can buy you something cool?” she squeezed him harder with every word she spoke.

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

a dramatic fake scream came from raven as she nudged the boy on the couch next to her. they had been playing video games for who knows how long – much longer than needed, definitely –  & raven’s competitive side was coming out. “you won’t get me this time, okay. i’m a pro at smash bros? like, i don’t think you understand yet. if i wasn’t a musician i’d be a smash bros.. player.. is that a thing?” she got distracted long enough for him to get in a few hits, but she quickly retaliated & kicked his character off the platform. she turned to him with a smile. “see, daisy is more op than she lets on,” she ended her sentence by playfully sticking her tongue out at him. 

📓 push/slide [an object] across a table to my muse

ingrid made her way through the diner to hunter, a determined look on her face. she had been posting flyers all over walden – of all places – for the whole day. she needed to have people in the audience that were there for her, & desperation led her in front of the boy she once shared a house with. she slammed the flyer on the table before sliding it over to him. “if you come and cheer my name like the rest of the sheeple in the stands, i’ll think about being nice to you the next time i see you.”

🤨 sit down across from my muse

all she wanted to do was have a good ass run in roselake park, away from the rest of the idiots of the world. it was her time to turn off and be with herself. she had beyonce blasting in her ears as she came to a steady stop, preparing to stretch herself out a little before she continued. as she placed her leg on a fence post, leaning over it, she caught a glimpse of hunter. a bit of an evil smile graced her face as she walked towards him instead of finishing her stretch. “aren’t you a little too much of a walden boy to be in this park?” she sat across from him and folded her hands together on the table. “i know that you all think that this is shared ground, but i don’t know how much you’re able to appreciate the beauty of it all.”

𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔡 !! welcome home to walden, hunter. make sure you send in your account within 24 hours and track our tags !! milo manheim is now taken.