#thread 26

My thoughts began to fill my head with the impetuosity of a thousands horses: why everybody felt so awkwardly aloof? I looked around, still sitting on my chair with a seraphic smile, or at least, I knew it was a seraphic smile under that mask, but inside I was so curious about every single masks; each of them was particular, uncommon, special in their own way. It was like strolling around a whole new city.

Yet, tired of fantasizing about the place and the masks, I’ve lift up form my chair and approach a person with a glass: I swiftly took the first glass on the table and with a casual talking, I prayed for a good company.

 ❛   you must forgive my lips… they find pleasure in the most unusual places.   ❜ 

“Don’t apologize...” Jody melted under Milo’s touch. It was nice not to have to think about the past few hours. Being 18 again wasn’t the wish fulfillment some people made it out to me. Not for him. He felt himself now. Almost. There was a strange lost sense of time, still. He didn’t remember even getting dressed for the party, but maybe that was still the effect of the spell.

He was avoiding home. Elijah. Layla. He was day drinking. And that was never a good sign.

[text] Excellent <3 See you tonight. <3

Dhani had his library shift left of course but after that he’d have time to make Daisy (and Quinten left overs) a good home cooked meal. He liked cooking, especially for people he loved. He wasn’t... really great with things Daisy liked other than sweets. Mashed potatoes were a walk in the park compared to fried chicken. And it was impossible to get it anywhere near as good as hers. But he was going to try. He’d had a recipe for her mom’s fried chicken for years and kept making the attempt. 

Text: Ugh, I need this cage off - Like does Jody not understand how exhausting this is?

[ angst starters ]

“Dhani always said he thought you held too many secrets... You were too guarded. I suppose he was right. Even a little visit by the guidance counselor is too much for you.”

Jody practically sneered at the abruptness and dismissive attitude Matthew  seemed to have towards him. They weren’t exactly best pals, the pair of them, but Jody’s seen Matthew around. He knew he and Grace where extremely close. Before this change, he got along with people with relative ease.

It was such a shame people were writing him off because he suddenly looked so different and didn’t sound exactly like the gentle soul he seemed to be before.

❛  i  feel  everything  so  deeply .  ❜

[text] Why would you do that? Why would you come here? I told you the grant program wasn't worth it.

[text] Go home.

@greenyarthistorygirl

Jody never expected his family, any of them, to come here. He mentioned his job in passing, how much he liked helping college kids. Leyna always joked about visiting, but it was just that. The Institute's magic had a way of keeping people at arm's length. Unless they sought employment or enrollment... Had he talked about it a little too much? Had Abe suggested it.

Dhani shrugged a little, frowning at her original tone, already regretting having said such a rather personal thing. She switched gears, giving Dhani cause to look up, reconsider his own reaction. He cleared his throat and nodded.

“Sometimes I just... get real down on myself. You know? I never really used to before, I mean... I was always pretty hard on myself. School, swim meets, learning piano pieces, that kind of thing... I just expected a lot of myself. My parents were real chill. My grandma was a bit intense. I could see why her and my dad didn’t get along a lot of the time... But,” Dhani pushed his hand through his hair, “this isn’t like that. It’s not... about stuff. It’s me. If that makes sense.”