#someonecalledfelan

“I hope you know I’m holding you to that promise of getting things off the top shelf. We both know you’re the asshole who’s putting shit there in the first place.”

What is your brother's name? I always want to call him Sora but that doesn't feel right. Or like, how do we call him beside Brittany's little shit? ��

Send me ☑ and I’ll try to answer what I think your character has done at least once in their life. (contains: triggers)

been on a roadtrip | baked a cake (successfully) | asked someone out on a date | smoked | done drugs (maybe at least once to experiment) | taken medication | sang along with the full lyrics of a song | been heartbroken | dumped someone | had a pet | lost a loved one | driven a car | self-harmed | slept for over 24 hours | stayed awake for over 48 hours | skipped class | bullied someone | been bullied | broken a bone | punched someone | been tied up | taken nudes | played a video game to the end | been mugged | been sexually assaulted | won a contest | failed a test | used a fake ID | been in jail | been betrayed | been abused | been called names | stolen something | passed out | learned a dance routine | held a gun | lied about something important | assaulted someone | had sex with more than 15 different people | had a threesome | written a book | been food poisoned | travelled abroad | stabbed someone | rushed to hospital | seen someone die | gone to a wedding | gotten a piercing | been expelled/fired | cheated on someone | been cheated on | gotten away with a crime | done something they still regret | had sex in public | thought they would die | been depressed | sought serious help | kissed a stranger (technically Charlie was *still* a stranger) | had surgery | wanted to die | been in love | forgiven someone they shouldn’t have

The moment Charlotte walked into the club she knew she was in for a long and miserable night. It was nothing new to the brunette, most nights were miserable, but with her aching joints causing her pain that evening she was predisposed to the shitty attitude; but what else could she do? Despite her health issues that evening the show still had to go on. The bills weren’t going to pay themselves. Heavy eyeliner on her lids, lips stained red, and the itchy wig cap complete with the all too familiar platinum wig on top of her head she was now ready to face the world beyond those curtains. Well, maybe not before she raised her left hand to pop her medication in her mouth before taking a sip of water. Now she was ready.

What she wasn’t ready for during her shift at the strip club, however, was the sudden grabbing of her back side. She could have sworn the male receiving the lap dance grabbed hard enough to leave hand prints. "—what the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” For someone as pint-sized as Charlie was there was no doubt that she had quite the set of lungs on her. Could you blame her? Everything from that point on became a blur with her hand making contact with the males cheek to cause a commotion from not only the outraged customer but also her boss. “Did you not see him grab me like that? I—no, why the fuck am I the one being punished?” She was physically shaking she was so upset at that point, glancing around the club as all the past memories rushed back to her, “Someone out there had to see what happened. I’m not a goddamn liar.”

@someonecalledfelan

“Okay… then what language was that and why did it sound so rhythmic?” 

“Did it sound anything like this?

Ştii c-atunci când e roz ai la toate antidot Dar se poate întampla într-o secundă să pierzi tot.. Şi-acum îmi fac griji, pe unde eşti Ce mai faci, oare eşti bine? Dac-ai ştii cât îmi lipseşti.