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[color=azure][b]“Rise and shine my [i]pets[/i]! It’s your girl Gwen Ace’s Morgan here,
and you’re listening to Aces Asylum. 
Well, what’s new? Let me count it out for you. 
There was a hot as all hell party down on a yacht last night, 
for all the seniors who graduated this year.
At the stroke of midnight they were all erased from the school database.
Takes the school, what? Almost two weeks to do this shit? 
Whatever, that's beside the point. 
Four years of drama disappeared at the tap of an enter key. 
Your girl got to join the twenty thousand leagues under the sea club –
Hey Chrys, how you feeling babe?
Little tired and wet? Mmm.
...but, the most noteworthy thing was a few missing faces I must say. 
The Gearheads [i]declined[/i], yes, I repeat [i]declined[/i] 
their invite to the last banger of the century. 
Found out from the lover that they crashed at 
AJ-motherfucking-Tyler’s crib,
all ready to go, for what you may ask?
Word on the line is they’re heading
somewhere in the mountains doing lord knows what. 
Same goes for the island of misfit toys,
led by that Latin cat down in Santa Monica, Sami-boy. You know the dude. 
I hope both crews are listening. 
Can you hear me babies? You got some long days ahead of you. 
The road goes ever onwards
and it’s full of twists and turns with a secret around every corner. 
This one goes out to you all. 
[i]Drive it Like You Stole it[/i] and don’t look back
or hells favorite harlot may come-a-calling. 
This is [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qY18rIPvZlw]Days of Thunder by The Midnight[/url], 
here, on Ace’s Asylum.”[/b][/color]
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[indent]False, Gwen. It was approaching noon and the Gearheads hadn't left Los Angeles yet. The only mountain that could be seen was the Hollywood Sign. Before they could gallivant together towards the great beyond, AJ had to drop his sister, [url=https://i.imgur.com/zTGv1HC.gif]Molly[/url], and her best friend, [url=https://imgur.com/wLxemtR]Summer Aspen[/url], off at this camp called Aces High, two hours away. So while yes, the majority of them did stay at his place, AJ-motherfucking-Tyler had an earlier morning in comparison to them. Lucky bastards. He left those he trusted, his [i]family[/i] of friends, to their own devices, at his humble abode. 

Hell, his parents didn't care. They were hardly home as is. His father was [i]out[/i], avoiding work and probably at a mod shop located at [i]redacted[/i], which was Mr. Tyler's hideout away from the high maintenance matriarch of the house. It be like that sometimes. His mother, on the other hand, had places to go, people to see, and couldn't bother taking the girls to camp. So of course, on the day AJ had planned to leave, he was forced to chauffeur his sister to summer camp. This bitch had her license and a restored and custom modified pink Cadillac, but no, all she ever did was bat her eyes to daddy, yap a lot to mommy, and AJ was screwed. Always forced to take her wherever she wanted because her ass was lazy. 

[color=ff4500][b][i]Dumb.[/i][/b][/color] 
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[sub][color=dimgray][b][color=ff4500]Location |[/color][/b] In-N-Out Burger
[b][color=ff4500]Time |[/color][/b] 11:50 AM
[b][color=ff4500]Interacting with |[/color][/b] Himself
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That was so this morning, though. Now? Now, AJ was in the zone. His ass planted on one of the In-N-Out Burger tables outside, with his phone connected to the Bluetooth of his car, as he blared Aces' radio station (found on all her social media accounts). He needed good vibes. There was no time to think about Chris deciding his career was more important than him, that Yessi almost said 'fuck I can't go' because her car is limited to the amount of charging stations they might find, thanks Aleks for dragging her phat ass out, or worse, thinking about a preppy boy that was currently on a romantic getaway in Santorini, Greece. 

[color=ff4500][b][i]Sigh.[/i][/b][/color] 

His expression might've been distant, unfazed, his sunglasses hiding the emotion in his eyes, but his mind had already entered the dark place, his dark place, as he thought about the would've, could've, should'ves. 

[indent][color=gray][i]...If only he asked for closure rather than let that boy out of his sight to fall in love with another. What did he do exactly that made Jamie BREAK UP with him??! Was he fucking high? Is his skull so thick to cut things off with the best thing he's ever had? AJ taught Jamie everything he knows and he has no doubt Jamie does everything he learned to his rebound boyfriend behind closed doors. Without him, he wouldn't even know how to use his tongue!...[/i][/color][/indent]
This. This was not good vibes at all. Grumbling to himself, AJ chomped on his double-double burger, while waiting for his crew to come out with their food. His internal feelings had already been triggered, and this song wasn't even depressing. He needed to do something to change the course of his thoughts.

[indent][color=gray][i]...Unfortunately, to go ask for closure, answers, or a proper explanation, would be completely out of character. AJ had a swagger out of this world. On and off school grounds, he knew he was the shit. He was 'classy', bold, and did what he wanted. Then he met Jamie, fuck Jamie, and his front softened. Well, only for him. 

Let's be real. After the break up, AJ was a mess and reacted poorly. Everything he did to his ex, and those that were close to his ex, was incredibly disrespectful. For example, kissing Jamie out of the blue in the hall, in front of his crush, now boyfriend, to cause a misunderstanding. Tongue deep, body pressed up against him, for the world to see, because Jamie WAS his. 

Hey, it wasn't his fault Jamie was still into him and didn't push him away. Fucker needed to stop leading him on and giving him hope. To be honest? That made him feel good. The shattered and frightened look in both of their faces. Pure ecstasy. And yet, that moment was one of his biggest mistakes, and trust me, he has many. From that point on, Jamie realized he had to draw boundaries and push him away.

And he did...[/i][/color][/indent]
Halfway through his burger, AJ placed it down on its wrapper and wiped his fingers on the napkin by his orange soda. His friends had spidey senses and would be out here slapping him silly if they saw him sulking. Shoving his phone in his left rear pocket, that was still attached to Bluetooth and playing the song, AJ stood up on the bench of the table, taking his drink with him. After a quick slurp, he bobbed his head to the beat and nonchalantly sang (with little to no regard to his surroundings): 

[center][url=https://youtu.be/qY18rIPvZlw?t=111][color=ff4500][b]"Love was a dream to have
Was a king-size bed
Was an escape plan
Was an open hand
Now it's a dog from hell
It's a dream you sell
It's an epitaph
It's photograph...."[/b][/color][/url][/center] 
He jumped off the bench and continued to sway and kick his legs to the song, because why the fuck not? Dancing was a good temporary fix to the creeping sadness that never seemed to leave him. Turning his heel, AJ gave a cheesy, goofy grin to see his friend(s) coming his way.   
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