QueenOfWands

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

╔════════════╬ＡＲＴＨＵＲ ＺＡＶＩＥＲ ＭＹＬＥＳ╬════════════╗

 
Arthur stood quickly after helping Eva to her feet. But he did keep one hand on her arm, as if to steady her. He couldn’t keep his eyes from racing all over her, from her arms, her legs, her body, and her face. Thought he wasn’t one for talking, he felt as if he would be rendered speechless if he were. But as he stared at her, and his eyes made it to her eyes, it clicked with him that this was all they were doing. Just standing and staring! If Terrance were dead, he would be rolling in his grave. He could hear Terrance’s voice in his head yelling, What are you waiting for, you big lump! Fucking kiss her already! But he was still frozen solid. Would she welcome a kiss from him? Especially after one had just been forced on her by a stranger? Should he touch her? Should he let her make the first move? Too many questions were running through his head. He cycled through his memories. All the times that Terrance, Alexander, and Jacob had randomly given him relationship advice would have really came in handy at this moment. But Arthur never really retained any of their “advice”.

He never thought he would get this far with someone before. He just figured he would continue his life as a bachelor. He never thought he would be hit with a brick wall like this. That he would live on like the loner his own father was… well. Even his father had found love, hadn’t he? Arthur quickly shook his mind. Why the hell was he thinking about his parents when he was alone in a room with a girl, a girl literally from his dreams. Oh, how his mind reflected to those more explicit dreams. From the tightness of her clothes, he could tell that her actual body was hundreds of times better than he could have imagined in his dreams. But what was better about his dreams, is that there was nothing but skin. She would shyly keep her back to him, as to not show anything. And if he tried to turn her around, she would playfully cover herself with her arms or a blanket. His brain was in overdrive, imagining himself ripping off her skirt and top, right then and there. But, even though he was very intoxicated, he could recognize the fact that that action would be too much. He had barely ever said 5 sentences to this girl, yet he felt like he had known her for a long time. Hormones were just getting to him too easy, as he let his emotional guard down.

But, this changed when he saw Eva take a few steps towards him and say a few cheeky words. ”I am now that I’m here with you.” Several bells and alarms were going off in Arthur’s head. He could feel his face visibly grow redder. She was flirting with him! That was flirtatious in nature, Arthur could tell that much! But even as the alarms went of in his head, something cooly from the back of his mind seemed to silence them all. She was just as nervous as he was. Did that mean she liked him? Or was she just nervous that they were alone in a room together like this? Either way, it was becoming harder for him to control his instincts. He could hear Terrance’s voice in his head again. Take charge! Girls like a guy that leads. It turns a girl on when a guy establishes dominance! Arthur looked back into the sapphire eyes of Eva, and as if with a mind of its own, he began to move. Reaching his arms towards Eva, he wrapped both his arms around her, placing one hand on the small of her back, the other one just below her butt. He picked her up in the air, with complete ease. She was practically as light as a feather, though at least it felt that way to Arthur.

He carried her over to the desk in the room, and moving his arm away from her back, he pushed away a few items. Pencils, notebooks, paperweights, and cleared a spot for him to put her down, so her legs were hanging off the front, and her butt was close to the end of the table. With her sitting on the desk, they were closer to eye level at this point, though he was still slightly taller. His heart rate was quickening as his thoughts continued to bounce around in his head on what to do next. His eyes continued to explore and travel over Eva’s body. And he didn’t realize it, but his hand that had been holding her up, was now playing with the hem of her skirt. The fabric was soft, whatever it was. It made the outfit look less uncomfortable on her. Put while playing with the end of her skirt, his fingertips occasionally brushed the skin of her thigh. He wasn’t sure what to do next, as he could no longer hear the advice of his friends in his head. All he could hear was the pounding of his heart. But something in his mind and chest were still pounding on. Telling him to act! Act on what? Do what?

But as soon as the question struck his head, his eyes landed on Eva’s sweet lips. He wanted to kiss her. But he wanted it to be more than what Ricardo had done. It irked him slightly inside, that he couldn’t kiss the same lips that Ricardo had kissed earlier. He wanted to, but much like holding two positive sides of a magnet together, he couldn’t push himself there. He still felt shame and guilt for not having been able to protect her from Ricardo. And he didn’t want to push himself on her in that same way. His eyes locked on Eva’s and Arthur bit his lip slightly, his mind thinking too much, and his body not acting. Was it okay for him to act? He thought back to all of the obnoxious “Consent!” posters that seemed to liter the high school’s walls. His stomach churned in his belly at the thought of harming Eva. He didn’t want to hurt her… force himself on her… he wanted to show her how he felt for her.

Taking in a quick breath, not being able to control himself much more, he just stated calmly, ”If you want me to stop… say so.” That was all that left his lips before he let his instincts take the wheel. He leaned his face in closer to Eva’s, as if to kiss her lips. But he diverted his course and moved towards her neck, beginning to place a passionate kiss on the side of her neck. His hand had stopped playing with the hem of her skirt and was now resting flat on her thigh. His other hand pressing into the small of her back.

Back in the center of the party, people were beginning to settle with chit chat, dancing, laughing, and listening to music. Terrance was sitting on the couch, holding Helene on his lap and playfully rubbing up and down her leg, and kissing on her back shoulder. Marcus was trying to entertain people around the room with a card trick. But it seemed too many eyes were moving onto the couple on the couch. ”Could you two get a room? I didn’t come here to watch you two.” Terrance grinned wildly and traveled up Helene’s shoulders and to her ear, whispering about going up to his room to “get away from the noise”, and he stood up, pulling Helene on to her feet with him. Jacob had retreated outside for another smoke, as he felt like he was coming down. He needed the smokes and alcohol to distract himself from his own thoughts and feelings. The stoners outside kept making jokes and showing around funny internet pictures and videos. But it wasn’t enough to pull Jacob’s mind away from the beautiful brunette inside, Alyssa.

He turned his head and saw Alyssa. She seemed to be watching her friend Helene as she retreated up the staircase with Terrance. Before he realized what was going on, his feet were moving. His hand pulled back the sliding glass door, closed it behind him, and he walked straight towards Alyssa. She couldn’t ignore him with him standing right in front of her face, could she? Before his brain could think of what to say, his mouth was moving. ”Alyssa… can we talk?” Was all that left his lips. Terrance wasn’t around to stop him from doing something stupid in relation to Alyssa now. He already had too much on his hands… or in his hands. Alexander was chilling on the couch, watching Marcus’s magic card tricks until he heard Jacob speak up. His head quickly swiveled towards Alyssa, and his eyes bounced around wildly. Alyssa, Jacob, Gigi, back to Jacob, back to Gigi, and then to Alyssa. It alarmed Alexander, as he knew Jacob hadn’t talked to her since… well, since he got soaked in whatever cocktail Alyssa had.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Very Drunk and Frisky
✖✖ I am At... Terrance's Party -> Study/Office
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I want to make her happy."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue jacket, black jeans, and a white button down shirt.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

Sorry for not responding much. This weekend was busy with Father's day, and I was getting caught up in another RP, I didn't have time to sit down and plot out both. Especially since I'm having a little bit of a writers block right now. Just trying to plan out what will come with time.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 ➳ ♥

"Beauty may be dangerous, but intelligence is lethal."

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Victoria listened, trying to retain her patience with Xavier as he spoke to her. He claimed he wasn’t a liar, and that he only lied in certain circumstances. She scoffed very slightly under her breath before looking away towards the street. She grabbed up a piece of buttered biscuit and took a bit from it. That sounded like a line any many would give to a woman to try and maker her believe whatever tall tale followed after. It was hard for her to keep her composure and remained calm. She hated being lied to by men. Especially during a time where men always tried to hide truths that were “too much for a woman to handle”.

After he finally got some food in his stomach, he started talking again about multiple dimensions. Well it made obvious sense. There was what was in front of her, and what was around her. The now, the present. And of course, there was the past and the future. She usually didn’t dwell much on the past, and very rarely looked to the future. She tended to focus more of her time and energy on the here and now of everything. She continued to eat her biscuit listening to him go on. Going… backwards in time? That didn’t really make sense to Victoria. It wasn’t like she could undo the decisions or mistakes that she made before. As much as she so wished that she could. Take back things she said, take back things she did. Everyone probably had regrets like that.

She thought on the paradoxical statement that was presented to her. It was an interesting brain twister for sure, but he thought back to some of the jokes that men tended to share with one another. She simply giggled, biting into her biscuit. ”Is that supposed to be like one of those riddles? Where the grandfather isn’t in fact his grandfather. And it turns out the wife was sleeping with their neighbor?” She giggled, it was a dumb joke. Often also adjusted in reference to a white wife and a white husband suddenly having a black child. They were crude jokes for sure, but it didn’t keep them from behind funny.

He then began talking about the future with women, and she seemed to focus on that. How did he know what it would be like in the 21st century? That would be the 2000s? Her head spun a little bit, thinking almost 130 years to the future. She had no idea what it could have looked like. With how quickly technology was changing presently, who knew how far advanced the United States would become in the future. The greatest thing Victoria could think of was simply making machines faster and more powerful with less fuel usage. But was that even physically possible? If it were, wouldn’t people have figured it out? He went on to say all of the things woman could do. Vote? Like in an election? Victoria probably kept up with as much local politics as her father and other men around her. In fact she sometimes felt that she knew more than some of them. ”What does this all have to do with anything, Xavier? How do you know that… those things can happen?” She finally spoke up. She hadn’t made eye contact the entire time, not being able to trust much of what was coming from Xavier’s lips.

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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It seemed like everyone’s eyes grew wide seeing the joker fall out of Eva’s hand, the clapping and hooting ensuing, as the drinks continued flowing. But one guy in the circle scoffed and through his 3 of clubs down on the table. ”This game can be so bullshit. You are all getting excited over a Joker. But it doesn’t even matter unless someone else has a Joker. We should have just played spin the bottle. Way faster and to the point.” Marcus seemed to shoot a glare at the guy making this comment. It was obvious that they didn’t appreciate Marcus’s amazing sleight of hand and shuffling skills with the deck. At this point, a few people had gathered around in the room watching the game. Arthur put down is empty solo cup, still looking over the cards that were in play. He wasn’t very familiar with any of the games that people played at Terrance’s parties, as he was usually too busy scouting around for ne’er-do-wellers in the house. But it seemed everyone was getting excited at Eva getting a Joker. But that one guy said it didn’t matter unless there were two Jokers. Does that mean he and Eva won? Well, in the eyes of some of the girls and guys around him- he and she definitely won. ”Arthur, you gotta put down your card.” Terrance finally spoke up, and Arthur put down his Joker next to Eva’s showing a pair.

Instantly a roar of cheering, shouting, gasping, hooping, and hollering filled the living room. Even drawing in attention from the smokers outside. Arthur felt a sense of pride well up in his chest. Everyone seemed impressed, so they must have won the game, or something along those lines! ”Arthur, you lucky son of a bitch. What I wouldn’t have given to get a Joker with Gigi.” Wait, what did he mean by that? ”Same here! Though Helene and I don’t need some cards to tell us what we are going to get up to later.” Terrance smiled widely, playfully slapping Helene’s thighs. Arthur grew slightly pale. Oh god, what were they talking about? But, in a quick burst of movement, it seemed that Arthur and Eva were being pulled by the many members of the crowd, down a hallway. Every person they passed was saying something like, “That lucky bastard”, or to Eva “Lucky Bitch”. Arthur got a tinge of anger hearing some of the girls say that in Eva’s direction. Were they mad that they had won a stupid card game? But it seemed much more than that, as Eva was being pulled ahead, while Terrance and Alexander walked beside him. ”I may be a bit drunk… but is it just me or is everyone acting weird?”

Terrance just let out a loud laugh, patting Arthur on the back. ”Arthur… Have you ever heard of 7 minutes in heaven?” Arthur paused for a moment with his thoughts. What would 7 minutes in heaven be like? Why only seven minutes? Arthur imagined a bunch of winged angels singing around some golden arches and some kind of pearly gates. It didn’t really appeal to him that much. ”Like… angels?” Terrance facepalmed himself hard, while Alexander stood to the side just snickering. ”Arthur, how do you feel when you see Eva?” Wow, words couldn’t describe the feeling. Although before he would describe it as nauseating and painful, his emotions were really evolving. He felt warm when he saw her, he felt like he could climb a mountain, or swim across an entire ocean. And when he hugged her earlier, he felt like he was a firework going off in the sky. It was the greatest feeling he had experienced since… well as crude as it was, killing a man. For some reason, the feeling of passion he had for Eva somehow reminded him of the ecstasy he experienced of holding the life of a man in his hands. ”Amazing.” Was all that Arthur could muster out.

”Alright. Well to say it in short. You two get uninterrupted time together. 7 minutes specifically. So you get to experience those feelings for her, with her in privacy. Doesn’t that sound nice?” Arthur watched ahead of him, as it seemed that a verbal exchange was going on between Eva and her friends before Helene seemed to be pushing her into the room. Him? Her? ALONE? Arthur froze up like a block of ice. Where he had been walking along with the tidal waves of hands pushing him into the bedroom, now he felt like he couldn’t move another inch. He was just finally getting in control of his feelings to be able to look at her without dying. Being locked in a room with her for 7 minutes?? It was overwhelming. He couldn’t fight the pull of the hands around him, as they continued to cheer for Eva and Arthur, some of the random girls turning up their noses. Obviously jealous that they weren’t the ones going into the room. Arthur was sure if they could, they would volunteer as tribute in an instance. Arthur’s panicked eyes jumped from face to face before landing on Jacob. Jacob mouthed something to him. It looked like it contained the words relax. Oh god, how could he relax at a moment like this??

With that final thought, it took three guys eagerly pushing Arthur into the room, that he stumbled backwards some. The door was slammed closed, and her heard the sound of a chair being pushed up against the door knob. He could still hear the faint roar outside, but above it all heard Terrance. ”Alright, Alright! Give the lovebirds space! Back to the living room, all of you!" And the cheering was followed by faint laughter and conversation, along with receding footsteps. The only thing Arthur could hear was the pounding of his heart in his ears. He was still facing the door, too afraid to turn around and face Eva, who he felt behind her. It was pitch black, as no one had turned on the lights. But after a few moments of being frozen still, Arthur reached his hands to the wall, rubbing around and feeling for the light switch along the wall. He felt himself bump into something soft and warm, something unexpectedly was there, and he lost his footing, falling to the ground, and taking the object falling with him. UMPHF! Arthur lost his breath for a second as he landed on his back on the floor. Hardwood, so he was sure that the drunken group hadn’t even locked them in a bedroom. Arthur had only known this due to the fact he knew every bedroom in Terrance’s house was carpeted. Arthur sat up, keeping one hand on the soft object that had collapsed with him. Oh god, he hope he didn’t break something belong to Terrance’s family. They were all spies, so it could have been important.

Arthur reached his other hand up along the wall, and felt the cold plastic of the light switch. Flipping it on, a single lamp on the far side of the room lit up. The room looked like a study, with a bookshelf, a desk, laptop, chairs, a globe, all the little workings. He was pretty sure this was either Terrance’s mother’s or his father’s office. The single light was warm, soft, and also not very bright. It didn’t light up the entire room, in fact, it almost gave as much light as a fireplace lit in a room. Arthur finally turned his attention back to the item that had collapsed with him, and on his lap he found Eva looking right back up into his eyes. Arthur’s heart was pounding so hard, he thought it was about to become one rapid session of beats, blending into one. His breath was caught in his lungs, and there was a faint red that painted his cheeks. He shook slightly before placing his hands quickly on Eva’s hips and lifting her up off is lap, and trying to steady her to her feet. ”Are you okay?” He was referring to the fall, he hoped he didn’t hurt her tumbling her over like that. His eyes raced up and down her body, her face, her arms, her legs, all making sure there were no visible marks. However his eyes traveled slowly across her body, absorbing in every curve and divot, and all of the smooth skin that was showing.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Very Drunk and Stunned/Breath Taken Away
✖✖ I am At... Terrance's Party -> Study/Office
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."What is happening? Is she okay?"
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue jacket, black jeans, and a white button down shirt.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Arthur jumped slightly when he heard Eva’s voice, and he turned his attention to her standing in the walkway. His heart sank in his chest looking at her sweet face. All that continued to replay through his head was Ricardo forcing a kiss on her. And he did it just to spite Arthur. Arthur felt a little bit angry again and turned towards the kitchen wall, slamming another punch against the tile wall. It was a good thing it was tile, otherwise he probably would have put a hole through the drywall. Unfortunately, though, the tile was tougher than his fleshy fist, and when he pulled it back, there were cuts on his knuckles. He sighed loudly and grabbed some paper towels, to put pressure on the cuts. That punch helped get out the last of his frustration. And now all that remained was remorse.

His expression softened before he looked back at Eva. ”I’m fine…” He stared at her for a little while before walking towards her. He didn’t realize how much taller he was than her until he stood so close to her. His heart still felt low in his chest. He hadn’t protected her. He failed her. Isn’t that what someone is supposed to do when they care about something? Care for it and protect it? He sighed heavily, before reaching his arms out and wrapping them around Eva’s body, pulling her close and into a tight hug. ”I’m sorry, Eva.” He held her tightly to his chest, resting his chin on the top of her head. He couldn’t take back what just happened to her, and it filled him with regret that he couldn’t have stopped it sooner. He wished he was paying closer attention, wished he could have noticed it was Ricardo sitting beside her.

But holding onto Eva made him feel a million times better. Holding her to his chest made his cold heart feel so warm, and his heart was pounding loudly and fast against his chest. He didn’t want to pull away, but he also knew that at any moment his friends would come looking for him. And when they found him like this… well he wasn’t sure what would happen. But he didn’t want them to see. So Arthur broke away from the hug, nodding towards Eva, and walked back into the living room. Outside on the patio, Terrance and Jacob were arguing. ”What did you say to Arthur about ‘letting his emotions go’?” Terrance has his arms crossed against his chest. Jacob didn’t look at Terrance’s eyes. ”That he shouldn’t hide the fact he has feelings for Eva. You know it, I know it. You’re trying to get them to hook up!”

”Yeah, hook-up. Not be in love. That was your dumb mistake, Jacob. You don’t want Arthur falling into the same trap you did. In our line of work, we can’t ‘fall in love’. Look, we can’t leave everyone inside waiting. Terrance turned around and went back inside, and Alexander and Jacob followed behind. Jacob was rubbing the back of his head, sighing as Alexander seemed to pat his back in a consoling way. The rumble and roars of talking and laughter continued after the scene, and Marcus was still passing out cards to everyone sitting at the table. Arthur wasn’t paying much attention until he saw a card thrown out in front of him. He passively picked it up and saw a Joker. He wasn’t very familiar with the game being played, and raised an eyebrow in observance of those around him. He held down the paper towels on his hand. Marcus moved the deck of cards to his other hand, and in doing so flipped a card to the top, holding it up in the air and calling to Eva from the kitchen. ”Eva! Are you still in on the game?”

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Very Drunk and Sad
✖✖ I am At... Terrance's Party -> Livingroom
✖✖ I am With... Alone
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Joker?..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue jacket, black jeans, and a white button down shirt.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Marcus grinned and nodded to the group of girls, passing out their cards. ”Alright, everyone look at their cards and flip!” Everyone showed their hands and frantic eyes darted from card to card, looking for a match. A few people cheered and yelled out as Terrance and Helene had matching 5 cards. Terrance grinned widely and leaned towards Helene, pulling her hips closer to his. ”Great way to start the night, don’t you think?” He smiled and locked into a ferocious, strong kiss. Everyone around started hooting and counting. “One… Two… Three… Four… Five!” But Terrance wasn’t going to end it that fast. He kissed her more passionately when they reached five, a few people laughing and yelling at him. Marcus smacked Terrance’s arm to get his attention back. ”Alright, Alright, Break it up or get a room. Jeez, let the girl have a chance to breath!” People were laughing and drinking for any non matches that occurred. Terrance broke the kiss with a loud smooch and laughed playfully. ”Sorry, Helene. I just get carried away when I’m with you.” Terrance smiled, gently rubbing on Helene’s thigh. The games ensued and so did the drinking. Since Eva wasn’t getting any matches, she just had to keep having to drink… and drink… and drink. At one-point Alexander did a few rounds around the living room and brought her a new drink when she finished her first.

Jacob came down the stairs after talking with Arthur and worked his way to the living room, watching the kissing sessions that ensued with each play of hands. His eyes circled the group until they landed on Alyssa, his heart skipping a beat. He remembered the first time they had hooked up was playing a game of Pairs, and both getting played the Joker card. Oh, he remembered that night so well, but he suppressed the memories. That time had passed, and Jacob was struggling to move on. Rather than playing, Jacob hung back a little while, taking a drink every time, a hand was played, as if he were losing each round. Drinking away troubles was not a healthy coping mechanism, but it did work. The music was banging and party was in full swing when a few crashers appeared at the door. ” ¡Aye! ¡Aye! ¡Gran fiesta! ¿Dónde están las perras?” A voice called from the hallway, Terrance and Jacob quickly turned their attention to the Ricardo who suddenly appeared walking through the house. He was alone, but not doubt his goons were waiting at the door in case he needed them. Almost everyone in the room besides the two Swedes greeted him with excitement. ”We never see you at Terrance’s parties, Ricardo! You and Terrance should partner up sometime- it would be a party for the ages!” One guy said to him, greeting him heartily.

The party continued, but there was a slight noticeable shift in Jacob and Terrance at his presence. The only reason Ricardo would be here, was to cause trouble. And they remembered what Arthur had said about trying to cause trouble. Terrance and Jacob couldn’t cause a scene with all the witnesses around. But they also knew that Ricardo couldn’t risk the same thing. Pulling out a joint from his pocket, he lit it up while plopping into a seat beside Eva. The smell of the joint quickly radiated through the room. This really angered Terrance, as he hated having the smell reek up his parent’s house. That was the reason for the designated area outside. ”Play me in for the next hand, Marcus! I want to get some coño tonight!” He smiled wildly and looked at Eva, shooting her a charming wink. Marcus shuffled the cards dealt them out. Cards were revealed and no matches were made, much to everyone’s disappointment as Marcus reshuffled and dealt.

At this point, Arthur had reappeared at the stairs, running his fingers through his hair. It was difficult for him to adjust. Let the feelings run wild, let his heart pound, let his head spin. It was really too much for him to handle for the first time. It wasn’t nausea… it was feelings. Arthur shook his head, and only had one thing in mind. He wanted to find Eva. No, he had to find her. It was as if there was a force in the pit of his stomach, grabbing him and pulling her towards her like two opposite attracting magnets. In his head he could see again her beautiful face and tight outfit on her body. It just motivated him more. He turned his attention to the living room, seeing the back of the long-blonde haired girl’s head. God even from behind she was amazing. He pondered how he should approach her. Perhaps just try to sneak in beside her and strike up a conversation. He began to walk forward, a bit of bliss in his eyes. He had more of the appearance of a gentle giant at the moment than the towering, fear-inducing bear he usually was. As he approached, everyone complained about no more matches, and had their drinks. A tan hand reached out from the person sitting beside Eva and grabbed her, taking her chin with the other hand, and pulled her into a kiss.

Red. Blood red. That was all that Arthur could see as some people started laughing and clapping at Ricardo stealing a kiss from Eva. Arthur’s blood felt like it was boiling over under his skin and he stormed over. Arthur grabbed Ricardo by the neck of his shirt and yanked him out of the seat, and before Ricardo could make a cheeky comment, Arthur pulled back his right arm and slugged him in the face, knocking him to the floor in the process. Terrance and Jacob were still, not responding to the scene. That was, until Arthur lifted his leg and full on stomped Ricardo in the chest. ” Inte knullar du henne!” When Arthur didn’t stop, Terrance and Jacob both hopped to their feet with alarmed faces. Arthur was in full on killing mode. His face twisting into not only one of rage, but of enjoyment. He enjoyed stomping Ricardo into the ground a little too much. Terrance grabbed Arthur from behind, pulling him off. ”Woah! Arthur, stop it! That’s enough, chill!”

” Nej! Jag ska döda honom, just nu!” Jacob grabbed up Ricardo and pulled him to the front door, throwing him out into the grass. Alexander hurried out as well, and the two of them began a yelling match outside with Ricardo. Arthur broke away and stormed out as well, before being stopped by Alexander and Jacob on the patio. ”What is wrong, Sueco??? She’s a nobody, right?? Ricardo yelled out, before retreating to a car on the street. ”What your back, Sueco! You don’t cross the Munez Family!” And with that, the car tore off down the road. Arthur was still fuming and in full on rage mode, trying to break from his friends as if he could chase down the car. ”Goddamnit, Arthur! What has gotten into you! You need to chill it out. You can’t do that in front of everyone!” Arthur was huffing, and slowly he was beginning to calm down. But he was still enraged, turning back towards the house. He couldn’t contain his emotions, as he was letting them go free with Eva. Jacob approached Arthur, putting his hand on Arthur’s shoulder, whispering to Arthur. ”Arthur… what I said about letting your emotions go… I didn’t mean to take it this far.” Arthur shook his head and stormed into the kitchen, making a strong drink and finishing it off in one go.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:[1]Hey! Big Party! Where are all the bitches?
[2]Don't fucking touch her!
[3]No! I'm going to kill him now!
✖✖ I Feel... Very Drunk and Enraged
✖✖ I am At... Terrance's Party -> Kitchen
✖✖ I am With... Alone
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I will kill him..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue jacket, black jeans, and a white button down shirt.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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The door flew open, and in front of Arthur and Terrance stood the infamous group of girls from earlier that week. He recognized them all instantly, Helene leading the way with Gigi and Alyssa around them. The three of them weren’t unfamiliar with Terrance’s crazy parties and were pretty common guests they saw frequently. There was a weird, foreboding feeling rising in Arthur. Why did seeing these three bring on a kind of anxiety? ”Welcome, ladies! Glad to see familiar faces… and one not so familiar! This is your first party with us, isn’t it, Eva?” Terrance spoke up, a huge grin on his face and greeting the group. Arthur’s heart stopped in his chest, and out from behind Helene, little Evan was pulled around and standing hip to hip with Helene. Everything around Arthur stopped. It was as if the Earth froze and everything melted away. The noise of the party was gone, and everyone else disappeared. All there was, was him and Eva. And dear God, did she look stunning.

She was more beautiful than Arthur could remember, and more so. He had never seen such a tight outfit flatter every curve on a girl’s body so perfectly as it did hers. He also got a good view of her natural figure, and his heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to explode. And her face, she was wearing make up? She didn’t need it. Sure her lips looked more bright, and her eyes popped with a bit of mascara. Her face was looked so soft and sweet, he just wanted to cup both of her cheeks in his hands. In reality, Arthur just stood in the hallway, frozen like a stone statue and eyes locked on Eva, looking at every bit of her. It was a good thing that he had just finished his drink, because the red solo cup fell out of his hand, bounced on the floor a bit, and rolled away from the situation at hand. Arthur was so locked in his own world, his hand remained in the air, his hand looking as if it were still holding an empty cup. Then it finally hit him- summersaults, explosions, twisting, turning, the tightness in his chest, and the sporadic heart beats. All the thoughts he had, the dreams, it all hit him like a tsunami wave. And it hit him- just as Jacob began to walk inside from the bonfire for a new drink.

He was going to puke. Arthur turned on his heel and shot up the stairs, ran down the hall, and slammed the bathroom door shut. From across the room, Jacob and Terrance locked eyes, and as if transmitting data to one another, they both launch themselves towards the stairs. ”OH MY GOD! HE’S GONNA BE SICK! I HAVE TO GET A PICTURE! OH MY GOD!” Terrance was frantically trying to find the camera app on his phone, while also wrestling with Jacob to get up the stairs. ”
Du röv! Gör inte det för honom!” The two wrestled at the foot of the stairs for a second, and Jacob took the lead up the stairs, getting into the bathroom before Terrance and locking him out. Terrance banged on the door once. ”NOT FAIR! This is MY house!” Terrance huffed outside the door.

In the bathroom the sound of the party was greatly muffled, and Arthur was sitting on the floor, head placed on the wall. It felt like everything around him was spinning and it wouldn’t stop. He wasn’t going to puke, he was too much of a heavy weight drinker to throw up what he had so far. But why did he feel so sick all of a sudden? Too many thoughts were racing through his head before he realized Jacob was in the bathroom with him. ”Arthur. Something has been up with you all week. What is going on?’ Arthur opened his eyes and looked across to his friend, who joined him on the floor and leaning against the door. ”Jacob… I think I’ve been poisoned… I think I’m dying.” Jacob rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. ”Almost all week, I’ve felt like my insides have been betraying me. They are eating themselves, or shutting down. I don’t know. But I don’t know what is wrong with me.” Arthur was holding his head in his hands, almost shaking. Jacob shook his head and sighed loudly. ”Arthur, you may be made of stone, but you’re not thick in the head. You and I know exactly what is going on.” Arthur looked up at Jacob, his eyes showing confusing and Jacob sighed again.

”You’ve only been getting this way when Eva is around, Arthur. Face it. You have feelings for someone.” Arthur stopped shaking and sat still, looking directly at Jacob. He finally said what Arthur was fearing the most. Feelings for… Eva? He didn’t understand. He had never had feelings for anyone like this. All the girls that chased him around, he never felt attracted or interested in any of them. What made Eva so different? Why was his body betraying him like this? But with this revelation being stated, for some reason it felt like a great weight was lifted from his chest. ”What do I do, Jacob? I want these feelings… my stomach, my chest. I want it to stop.” Arthur looked down on the ground. Was liking someone always this painful? Why did people fall in love then? It was too painful to fully endure. Jacob just laughed.

”Arthur, this isn’t a feeling you can really control. You have to let it take control. And as you work with it more, it becomes better. Trust me.” Jacob placed a hand on Arthur’s shoulder reassuringly. Let his emotions take control? Arthur had never done that in his life. At least not since he was a little boy. He wasn’t sure what to do. ”Take your time to think it out, Arthur. I need to check on the stoners. Make sure they aren’t freaking out. But remember Arthur, just let the feelings take control for a little bit. It will start to feel better.” Jacob smiled to Arthur before getting up and closing the door behind him. Arthur stayed on the floor for a minute, taking a few steady breaths. He didn’t like becoming a slave to his emotions like this. But he trusted that Jacob knew what he was talking about, being the only real one of his friends to have probably experienced it… Maybe Terrance liked Helene, and maybe Alexander was true in his feelings towards Gigi. Did they get these pains as well?

Arthur sighed and took in a deep breath, thinking back on Eva when she first walked in. Her tight shirt, the short skirt, the bright eyes, and beautiful hair. His heart began to beat faster, and he let it go wild. He felt warm all over, and it wasn’t hurting as much. In fact, it felt relatively blissful this time around. A small grin grew on the corners of his mouth. He understood.

While these happenings were occurring upstairs, when Terrance got locked out he returned to the entry way, shaking his head. "Sorry about that, ladies. Technical difficulties. But don’t let that give you a bad impression. We are going to have a ton of fun tonight." He smiled slyly, pulling Helene by the hand and dragging her into the kitchen, where Alexander continued bartending. ”Hey! You made it in time! I guess better late than never. Alyssa, Helene, your usual!” He pushed two red solo cups over to the girls. Grabbing another, Alexander mixed up cold orange juice and Malibu, pushing that towards Eva. ”Malibu and orange juice. I was told you like fruity drinks, and this is going to be sweet too. It will be hard to put this drink down. Come back if you need refills” Alexander turned towards Gigi, getting closer to her and wrapping his hand around her hip and playing with her green romper. ”And for min vackra blomma, a special concoction by yours truly.” He put a solo cup in her hand. ”It is both as sweet as my adoration for you, and as spicy as your attitude. It is really good, I hope you enjoy it, min vackra blomma.” Alexander smiled cheekily. Terrance rolled his eyes and looked towards Gigi. ”They are having smokes outside, if you want. Alex isn’t allowed back out there since his first time smoking.” Alexander shot a death glare towards Terrance, giving away the only place Gigi could run off and hide from him. ”Let’s move out into the living room, shall we? That is the central hub of the party.” With that, Terrance guided the girls into the living room. There was a large couch and several chairs all crossed around a coffee table. A guy sat at the center, shuffling a deck of cards and dealing out a single card to everyone. Everyone looked at their single card, and then all showed them. No cards matched and everyone laughed out loud, and took either a shot, or a good swig of whatever their drinks were.

”Marcus. We have some new players… If they are interested in playing that is, why don’t you introduce them to The Game of Pairs?” Terrance pulled up seats for all of the girls, but wasn’t expecting them to all join in. Especially Eva. Marcus looked at the girls, recognizing all of them except Eva. ”I assume you don’t know The Game of Pairs, do you?” He began, he didn’t really wait for Eva to answer as he shuffled the cards skillfully. He could be a magician or a casino dealer with all the tricks and flips he did, shuffling the deck very well. ”Rule 1. Don’t play unless you are perfectly fine with kissing a stranger tonight. Helene, I know you are no stranger to the game.” Marcus winked and Terrance just chuckled a little, snaking his arm around her hip. ”Number cards represent seconds. Either 2 to 10 seconds. That is how long your kiss has to last with someone who has a matching number as you.” When he flipped the top of the deck, all four of the top cards were each of the 2-cards from each suit. ”If your card doesn’t match someone else’s card, you take a drink. If you and someone both get a 2, then you kiss for 2 seconds, 3 for 3, 4 for 4, and so on. If the suits are matching colors, then the time is doubled. For instance, diamonds and hearts, or spades and clubs. If there are 3 of the same cards in play, like 3 twos, then only the matching colors have to kiss each other.”

Grabbing the next 3 cards from the deck, Marcus produced the Jack, Queen, and King of hearts. ”If two people have a matching face cards, like two people have a jack, or two queens, or two kings, then they become ‘star crossed’. They are a “pair”, and any time one of them gets a pair with another person, the other ‘star crossed’ person must drink twice. So for instance, if you and I both shared a King, Queen, or Jack. But then on the next turn, I and Stacy both get 5’s. Stacy and I would kiss, and you would have to drink twice in response.” Flipping two more cards off the deck, revealed the colored Joker and the Black-and-White Joker cards. ”The pair of jokers is the hardest to get, and… well, have you ever played 7 minutes in heaven? If two people get jokers, they are locked in a room together. Something can happen… something may not happen. Whatever happens in the room, stays in the room.” Marcus smiled cheekily, gathering up the cards again and shuffling them well. Terrance leaned forward, whispering to Eva. ”Don’t worry. Marcus is a master of slight of hands with the cards. You don’t think he got all those cards at the top by pure luck, did you? You can play if you want, but I told Marcus earlier to always give you a nonmatching card, just to ease you in.” Terrance had tole Marcus that… with an exception: if he was able to get Arthur in on the fun, then try to get them a pair. Terrance sat down and nodded to Marcus, who shuffled the cards well and began to deal them out to everyone again. ”This game moves pretty fast, so it is a good way to get everyone started drinking, and get buzzed quickly.” Marcus stopped at Gigi, Alyssa, Helene, and Eva, waiting for a que if any of them wanted to join in.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:[1]You ass. Don't do that to him!
[2]My beautiful flower
✖✖ I Feel... Very Drunk
✖✖ I am At... Terrance's Party -> Bathroom
✖✖ I am With... Alone
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Don't fight it."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue jacket, black jeans, and a white button down shirt.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
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Back in the sanctitude of his own home, retreating into his room. He threw off his uniform and just wore a pair of athletic shorts before walking across his neat. Room. Arthur always tried to keep an organized room, too much of a mess tended to stress him out. Just as leaving a mess at any of his hits would be a cause for major stress on the Myles family. Every mission had to be carried out with a gentle touch. Arthur walked to a corner of his room where a punching bag hung from the ceiling, and he began punching it rhythmically. Working out like this was a great stress reliever for Arthur, and it allowed him to concentrate on his thoughts. After leaving campus, his stomach and head began to feel better, and as he concentrated on each blow to the thick bag, it brought him more and more to ease.

But as he kept punching, he began to imagine Ricardo’s face, and began hitting it faster and with greater force. God, he really hated that tool. If Arthur could, he would get rid of their entire family. What a break out of pure war that would be, the Myles family versus the Munez family. It would be an unknown war that would go down in criminal infamy. Though he also wouldn’t be surprised if the other families started to get involved too, especially the Patrones. Thinking of Ricardo made the earlier encounter between the two of them pop into his head, and instantly he thought of Eva again and he stopped punching, breathing heavily and quickly to catch his breath. His intestines were beginning to knot together as she entered his brain again, and he banged his forehead onto his punching bag. What the hell was wrong with him? Why was his body alarming him like this? He wanted to put a bullet through his head to stop the feeling. But of course, this was way to drastic of a measure.

Arthur turned to his bed and flopped down on the sheets, watching the ceiling fan spinning above his head. What was everyone seeing and understanding that he didn’t? Why was the first week of classes so much more stressful than the entirety of his life. Why was Eva causing such an outburst of emotions that he hadn’t had since he was a kid, and began training emotional repression? He closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands, but all he could see in the darkness was Eva’s bright eyes and beautiful smile. His eyes shot opened and he grunted, hopping back to his feet, and continuing to punch at his punching bag to clear his thoughts.

The rest of the week had past, and Arthur spent everyday doing the same thing. Staying home, having a few meals and snacks, and punching his punching bag. Every night he had a dream of Eva. Ranging from seeing her walking around school campus, to walking around the local mall, to, more explicit dreams. Those dreams though, they really seemed to get to Arthur the most, as he would just stay in bed, groaning from stomach pains. Up until Wednesday, his head was still spinning, and his stomach was doing backflips. Thursday though, the feelings significantly lessened, and by Friday morning he was no longer having his dreams, nor were thoughts of Eva penetrating his head. He began to focus more on planning future missions and referring to journals his father kept over the years of his own missions for references. Each day, Jacob would come by and drop off any important documents for Jacob. On Friday, after class, Jacob visited again as normal, finding Arthur sitting at his desk and reading from his father’s journal, spinning a pen between his fingers.

”Arthur, you can’t just skip senior year. They aren’t afraid to fail you.” Jacob said, placing a few papers beside Arthur. There weren’t any major assignments, but there were a few worksheets that he had to start filling out. ”The first week is nothing, we all know that. I’ve just needed some space.”

Jacob raised his eyebrow in response to this, ”Space from what, Arthur?” Arthur just shrugged and continued on with his work. He hadn’t thought about Eva all day, as any thoughts of her were suppressed deep into the back of his head. He no longer felt sick and he no longer felt like he was going to throw up. It was a good thing he took a mental break like this. ”Just from everything… Need to focus on missions.” Jacob sighed and just shook his head.

”Well, don’t forget to meet up at Terrance’s in a few hours.” Arthur just nodded and waved off his friends. It was pretty obvious that any anxiety he had for the party was also gone. The hours progressed, and when Arthur was satisfied with his work, he put away his father’s journals and grabbed a deep blue hoodie to wear. ”Going to Terrance’s tonight. Don’t wait up for me.” Arthur called out to his mom, jumped in his Volvo, and within a few minutes was standing in Terrance’s kitchen.

Arthur observed as Terrance was running around, setting up food, drinks, and even started some music. ”Alcohol, check.” Alexander physically checked off his notebook that he had made earlier that week. ”Party set up.” He watched as Terrance set his playlist of party music to cycle through the entire night. ”Check. Alternative medicine?” Alexander’s eyes swiveled towards Jacob, who sat at the dinning room table, having just finished grinding up weed and rolling them into thick joints and blunts. ”Check, and finally. Our body guard, Check! Seems we are all ready for the night. One shot for a fun night, one shot for a sickless morning, and one for getting laid!” Alexander stood up and began to poor out three shots for each of his friends, in representation for the three listed attributes. Resulting in 12 total shot of vodka. Arthur shook his head at his friend’s lousy “toasts”, but it was traditional for them, so Arthur went along with it. Usually only the first two toasts ever came true for him. Not that he ever cared that the third one was unfulfilled. Honestly, he just enjoyed getting drunk with his friends. One by one the 4 swedes threw back their traditional shots.

Just a few hours from then, and the sun had set, the moon had risen, and the house was alive with almost the entire school population. Drinks were flowing, joints were being passed, and make out/hook up sessions ensued. Arthur patrolled the scene, bouncing from room to room to make sure everyone was behaving themselves. Jacob and anyone looking for a smoke were huddled around a small bonfire in the backyard. Alexander was bartending in the kitchen, making any and all requested drinks, and serving any beers to those who needed it. And Terrance was staying close to the entry way, being sure to greet everyone who came, and get them excited, and direct them towards the kitchen to get started on drinks. Arthur made his patrol to the front door, his 3rd drink for the night in his hand. It was becoming increasingly obvious that Arthur was pretty drunk. There was a slight pink blush that painted his face, and even his angry demeanor was replaced with a calm look. He seemed significantly more relaxed. Arthur raised an eyebrow at a bowl that seemed to be chilling on a counter near the entrance. Upon closer inspection, Arthur found that it was half full with condoms, and he just shook his head. ”I see you hit the gold mine, Arthur! Go ahead and take one. Never know if you may need it tonight.” Before Arthur could protest, Terrance grabbed one and slipped it into Arthur’s pocket. Terrance pulled out his phone again, checking to see that some time had passed since his last messaged from Helene, telling him that they were on the way to the party.

A wide, plotting grin was spreading across Terrance’s face, and Arthur watched his friend carefully, sipping on his drink. ”Terrance… what are you plotting? Arthur pulled the drink to his mouth again, taking a long sip.

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✖✖ Translations:.
✖✖ I Feel... Very Drunk
✖✖ I am At... Terrance's Party
✖✖ I am With... Terrance and a bunch of classmates
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I need another drink soon."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Blue jacket, black jeans, and a white button down shirt.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

Oh wow, that is actually pretty cool. I mainly say this because my father used to drive semi-trucks for a living, and my older half-brother does it as well. I actually have a love for semi trucks, like how my little kid neighbor I used to babysit had an obsession for monster trucks. Some of my favorite pictures of me as a little kid were sitting in my dad's semi truck. Before I could ever start driving, my father made me "learn how to drive around semi trucks". It is scary some of the shit my father has had to do to avoid accidents from stupid drivers. And I commute 2 hours home ever few weekends, and I witness some of this shit. It is so frustrating. Ugh! I hate bad drivers.

I've actually had in mind a trucker/run away RP story for a while. But I haven't fully hashed out the details I have in mind for it yet.

I would say, it must be cool to travel a lot, but sucky you don't get to go home often. My dad ultimately quit and found a more local job due to having too man little ones at home. According to my mom I started asking 'Where is dad?' way too much for both their liking. Though I've always wanted to experience that work, since my father used to retell me stories of his days OTR.