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celaena considered declining his offer but she knew he was right and nodded anyway “so you plan on joining me in this bridge living life?” she asked cracking a small smile at him now. standing up she moved to sit beside him her head resting against his chest “im sorry ive been awful recently” she said rubbing her forehead. “let me get changed and we can go” she said pressing a kiss to his cheek. celaena stood up changing from the oversized sweater to a could shoulder sweater “what about that bridge in chicago with the giant troll under it?”.

"Oh no, no," he laughed, holding a finger up and shaking his head. "I'm not meant for the under the bridge life you know? Don't think my leg could handle it," he patted his leg for emphasis. "But I'll bring you coffee every morning, how does that sound?" Without even thinking it, he wrapped his arm around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head he laughed, a low rumble in his chest. "You're never awful, you just need a break, I think this time of year does us all in. Are you still going to that concert thing?"

“Almost getting arrested in Paris for taking pictures of the Eiffel tower at night. Driving through the streets of Italy on a motorized scooter. Falling asleep on the beach in Greece. Anything before my accident and with Celaena.”

“Right now I’ve got a pretty terrible one in my neck but my chiropractor is out at a conference.”

She smiled a little while she kept her gaze on the floor, inhaling. “It’s not the ‘not telling anyone’ part that concerns me.” she told him, fumbling with her freshly manicured fingers before she looked over at him. “It’s more the fact that it’s not safe for more people to know.” she added, hoping her words would give out the seriousness of the situation without her needing to explain herself further more. Her lips slightly parted at the mention of coffee, thinking about it for a few seconds before finally giving him a nod, and wipping the tears off her face. “Coffee sounds good.” 

His lips pressed together, True understood, at least in a sense he did and he was unsure what he thought about that and how he felt about this young girl being involved in, well what he was sure was something criminal. He didn't dwell though, didn't ask questions, only nodded at her acceptance and wobbled slightly as he stood, shaking hand at the top of his cane he motioned for her to follow. "Hospital coffee isn't the greatest if I'm being honest with you, they do have a Starbucks onsite if you're into that sort of thing, their pike roast isn't the worst."

Luna: omg i am a massive alien like in a small womans body

Luna: because its a phone not a email

Luna: people use like // as italics so, you are /so/ smelly

True: That doesn't surprise me.

True: But I can send email from my phone can't I?

True: It seems silly to me that I hold this pocket computer in my hands but I can't make letters or words italicized.

“thats it i’m giving up on school, on modeling on every fucking thing” celaena said her fist slamming against the table as she kept her eyes on the coding she was currently working on. since returning from the trip she hadn’t slept at all, she stayed awake with coffee and the pushing of her body to do so and now it was wearing on her. dark circles formed under her eyes and she could feel the tears coming up “i’m gonna fail” she muttered wiping her eyes quickly as she pushed the top of the computer down. everything now was causing her stress but she was too tense to see the issue causing her coding to fail wasn’t that big at all. “i’m going to fail, get kicked out of school and be like the new i don’t know ugly ex model who is a raging heroin addict and lives under a bridge” she huffed finally turning to face true.

@trueterrain

"I think that might be a little much," he said with a sigh an attempt at reassurance that certainly didn't sound that way, coming out more concerned than anything else. "You won't fail and you certainly won't get kicked out of school," he reached out, a hand on top of hers he squeezed it, this gesture hopefully more successful than his words because to be completely honest, this was a stressful time of year for anyone who was in college. "That's pretty specific, which bridge will we be living under? C'mon-- let's take a break, some coffee, a nice lunch, we'll pick up where we left off in a few hours."

She hadn’t expected him to actually stay and take a seat beside her, it wasn’t like she was the friendliest of people on campus to actually deserve any kind of sympathy - but still, it moved her a little. She sucked in her lips for a moment after hearing his question, giving him a small shrug as she forced a smile onto her lips. “There’s nothing to talk about if I’m being honest.. nothing I say will make it better, and the last thing I want is for you - or anyone, knowing about it.” she replied honestly, looking down.

"I suppose I get that," he studied the tile on the floor of the hospital, listened for the usual sounds that he normally tuned out, background noise, he wondered how long she'd been there. "I wouldn't tell anyone though, if you wanted to, I don't really talk to anyone regardless, I know it might not make things better but sometimes it helps us feel better." He shrugged, as if this were nonchalant. "How about some coffee instead then?"

Looking up almost momentarily when someone said her name, Liv paused. She didn’t know him; in fact, he was one of those people she liked to avoid simply because she found no interest in making friends. Yet, in this particular situation, her mind was a bit in a blurr, making it hard to tell whenever or not she actually was pleased to see him - or want his company. “I- don’t know.” she replied in utter honestly, gulping as she looked down again. “You don’t have to, I’m fine. Honestly.” 

He could have taken it and gone. He was tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally, his leg damn near killing him and pain killers in a locker not too far from here calling his name but there was something about the girl's voice when he'd walked past that had urged him to stop and though he nodded at her reassurance, he sat down anyway, wincing for a moment and then leaning his forearms at the tops of his thighs. "Do you want to talk about it?"

after coming across a kitten on her path, lilac couldn’t simply ignore it. not when she wanted to see whether the small creature had a home or not. what was almost about 30 minutes, she eventually lost the adorable animal, but only asked once in a while if they’ve seen the kitten anywhere around them. which was why the next person the blonde saw around the current area, she lightly tapped their shoulder before asking, “you haven’t seen a small, orange kitten, have you? i’ve been looking for it for a while now and this is probably the last place i’m going to check before assuming they went back home or somebody else gave it a home.”

his walk was short lived this time, though he usually tried to keep up a few miles every day, exercising his muscles so that they didn't atrophy, that day was particularly exhausting and he'd found himself giving up and trying to figure out how to work his cell phone for more than just texting at the urge of both his sister and his wife. the hand that tapped his shoulder took him out of whatever he was doing and he looked at the blonde for a moment trying to figure out what she was talking about. "recently or just in general?" he asked, eyes scanning the area around them. "it's the city there's tons of stray cats around here."

Luna: do you ever think like the person next to you could be an alien

Luna: but like you'd never know

Luna: crazy fucking shit

Luna: I COULD BE AN ALIEN !!!!

True: I wouldn't be surprised if you were an alien actually.

“I’m really sorry, miss Medvedev.” was the last thing Liv heard the doctor say before he walked away, leaving her alone in the waiting room. Her expression was blank; her body almost not responding to the news or the fact they called her out by her father’s name - despite the tears that already started to roll down her rosy cheeks. “Shit..” she mumbled, her head dropping low. 

It had been a lot harder than he imagined, the pain in his leg pulsating at the length of time he'd spent on his feet and somehow he'd made it through the night, grateful for the shadowing opportunity he'd received. He was tired, exhausted really, but the familiar face left him in pause, and True halted in his steps. "Liv?" He didn't know her too well, a passing hello here and there and while normally he wouldn't show concern, the exhaustion had left him a little more caring than usual. "Would you like some company?"

“okay good reason to not get in forget i even said anything.”

“No big deal, guess that’s the sort of thing you have to deal with when you’re staying on the beach, huh?”

Manuela rolled her eyes playfully. “If you haven’t been up to anything, what kind of vacation is it?” she scoffed, then got up and went to her suitcase, opening it and pulling out a dress. “Tell you what, Primo - I’ll change, then we should go down to the bar for a drink together until Cel gets back. My treat.” she offered. being newly twenty-one, Manni loved to flaunt the fact that she could buy alcohol now.

“You act like one-” she continued to tease him relentlessly, though her playful smile took the bullets out of her gun. Rolling her eyes at True’s comments about Siri, she cackled, “True! Siri is not a person. She is a computer. I’ll text Cel.” she finalized, grabbing her own phone and sending Cel a text. After, she sat on her bed, looking at True with a pleasant smile. “So how is Sydney? What have you two been up to?”

His laugh filled her whole entire being as she drank it in it was nice seeing him so happy and free. “I’ve got so many I want to use, years now its never ending they just come to me when i’m in class, showering, eating you name it - its all true” she giggled at her own words. “Fair warning I might punch a few people and if I do that is when we know the spiral begins, next up we are kissing koalas and trying to smuggle one on the plane home” her eyes shut as she nodded her head. “We have to be quick, but I want this” she confirmed “I already asked my manager to start working the details out” she confessed “i’m ready, are you sure you want this cause if we do this you’re stuck with me”.

His lips pressed together in an attempt to bite down the amused smile that was there, trying his best to look stoic and unfazed but it was difficult when she laughed like that, like it was for him and only him. He shook his head, an attempt to admonish her though he knew that would never work, he couldn’t see himself getting into the sort of trouble they used to, not anymore, but she surprised him so much he really didn’t know what could happen. “So we leave, get married and then come back like nothing happened? Of course I want that. It’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

“Its a good think I have insurance right? Are you asking me to do a dance number with the cane? I accept”

“At some point they won’t have you back. If I was your doctor I’d have you bubble wrapped. Yeah, that’s exactly what I was getting at, we can get you a little top hat so you can sing the Entertainer, too.”