did you know that adam young

he’s the beauty; she’s the beast

so i’m sure the remake of a timeless classic that disney is about to roll out is going to be great and all

but here’s another way we could do things:

he’s the beauty

she’s the beast

for a movie who’s central theme is inner beauty, it doesn’t really do anything to support that, you know? so how about this: adam, our prince turned beast, isn’t an inhospitable monster. because this back story doesn’t make any sense – why is the young prince of this land alone, in a castle, only to be caught unaware by a witch?

so how about this – this is pseudo france, right, so these royals do what their real life counterparts did. they flee. the cruel, greedy king and queen flee and leave their young son behind with their staff. their son who is kind and soft hearted and totally unfit to rule any kingdom (never mind that they’re literally running away from their own people). not only that – they trade their son for their freedom, trade their kingdom for their freedom. to the witch.

so the witch comes, and she doesn’t disguise herself as a crone, goes to him looking as lovely and young as her magic keeps her. but our prince adam has a talent, one many cast-aside, neglected children have developed – the ability to see people for who they really are, and he knows this is no kind young woman in need of his help. he refuses to let her in – and there’s this little twist to the magic, that she can only enter the palace grounds and claim her prize if she’s welcomed in a as a guest, and he, the young master of this castle, won’t let her in.

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Masterlist

Here’s a compilation of all my work so far!

It will be updated consistently as well, so make sure to check here if you can’t find anything!

Poe Dameron

Commitment

So Close

It’s Not Your Fault

You’re Not Bastian…  

BB-8 The Matchmaker

Happy Anniversary! (Baking-ish AU)

He Had It Comin’ (Musical AU)              

It’s Always Been You. (Soulmate Timer AU)

Never Had (Childhood Friends/Coffeeshop AU)                      

My Cat!  (Modern AU)

The Usual (Diner/Modern /Air Force AU)

Jump! (”13 Going On 30″ AU)

Just Like A Fairytale (Musician! Poe x Writer! Reader)  

My Heart Hurts (Poe x Nurse! Reader)

Well, I Guess I’m ‘Mom’ Now… (Poe x Droid Technician! Reader)

I Bet You 100 Credits… (Poe x Comm. Major! Reader)

These Are My Requirements. (Poe x Leia’s Successor! Reader)


Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

Red (Kylo Soulmate AU)

I’m Not A Spy (Another Kylo Soulmate AU)             

The Girl Next Door (Kylo Baking/Neighbors AU)

Just For The Money (Kylo Baking AU)

I Love Your Costume! (Modern! Kylo x Reader)

Clear My Schedule (CEO Kylo x Secretary Reader)

You… Bantha-Fodder! (Smuggler Ben x Reader Part 1)

What Were You Thinking?! (Smuggler Ben x Reader Part 2)

Yes, Doctor. {1} {2} (Ben Solo Doctor AU) 

Not Just The Movie (Adam Driver x Actress! Reader)


Cassian Andor

Statistics

Remembrance (Pseudo-Soulmate AU Series)

Let’s Make a Deal (Mobster AU Series)


Finn / FN-2187

Misunderstandings


Obi-Wan Kenobi

On The Contrary, My Dear…

Did You Miss Me?

You Owe Me.

It’s On The House (Coffeeshop AU)

Class Dismissed (College Professor AU)

Taste Test (Baking/Roommate AU)

Rough Draft (”Love Actually” AU)


Luke Skywalker

I Still Love You.

My Hero! (Luke x Princess! Reader)

Think Of What We Could Do… (Dark Side AU)

We’re Going To Get Caught! (Young Mark Hamil x Reader)


General Hux

Open Up To Me

Do You Know Who I Am? (Lawyer Hux x Reader)

Actions Overlap Words (Dance Teacher AU)

Nice To Meet You. (”The Holiday” AU)


Qui-Gon Jinn

It’s Been A While

‘”Defenders of the Universe, huh? Has a nice ring to it.”

Arise (Part I) l A Voltron (Space Family) Fanmix

1. Particles of the Universe (Heartbeats) - Dan Romer & Benh Zeitlin | 2. Green Light - Green Light | 3. Zaris - Mooncake | 4. Splashdown - Adam Young | 5. Paperman - Christophe Beck | 6. First Step On The Surface - Adam Young | 7. Star Wars Piano Lullaby Pt. II - Kathryn Ziegner | 8. Holding Out for a Hero - Frou Frou

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Part II

1. Radioactive vs. My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark - Imagine Dragons & Fall Out Bo | 2. Catharsis - Oscar H. Caballero | 3. Kings and Queens - 30 Seconds to Mars | 4. In the Air Tonight - Natalie Taylor | 5. Launch - Adam Young | 6. California Dreamin’ - Sia | 7. Re-Entry - Adam Young | 8. 静かな想い - 久石譲

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Part III

1. Candlepower - Chris Zabriskie | 2. In My Dream Last Night - Jake Sidwell | 3. Get Up - Barcelona | 4. Lunar Landing - Adam Young | 5. Hallelujah - Imogen Heap | 6. Last Agni Kai - The Track Team | 7. Everybody Wants To Rule the World - Lorde | 8. Young Blood (Renholder Remix) - The Naked and Famous

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Hey hey! I finally finished my pictures based on the fic i’m writing along with Mae (over here). This time I did Angus, Gregg and Bea… All in Ms Paint of course because it was fun to do so.

Also… I gotta bring out the singing voice canons too. So with Gregg, my sister @j4m-ch4n and I like to think Adam Young (x). With Angus… I don’t know what his singing voice canon would be.. But I have been listening to Patrick Bruel and imagining Angus singing this song from Moulin Rouge so here’s a little treat fo you all (x). Lastly with Bea… I like Elizabeth Hale (x) (then she never sings again, so who knows lmao).

Yeah…. Just lame doodles I drew out based on a fic im writing on the side. Enjoy peeps. (owo)b

[Saeran’s Birthday Fic] In the Hours of Twilight

A/N: Screw the title and let’s get on with the fic~


He was born in the twilight, in between day and night. He was born in a void, neither part of the light nor part of the darkness. He was born when the sun was withdrawing its rays from his little face, when the stars and the moon had yet to awaken.

He was born.

And then, nothing.

The day of his birth wasn’t a happy one. Far from it, in fact. His mother had already expelled the first child. He was the second burden, and she was already running out of energy. 

He was the second one. The extra, unnecessary child. The boy who would never measure up to the likes of his braver, stronger, smarter, brother.

Looking back now, he supposes his mother never did have a good reason to celebrate his birthday. At least Saeyoung proved himself useful enough to carry out errands for her on a daily basis once he could walk and talk well enough. He, on the other hand… Well, he can’t think of a good reason for himself.

The lonesome man breathes out a sigh as he lays back on the soft bed of grass beneath him, his hands crossed behind his head. His eyes sweep across the deep blue sky, and narrows in on the gradient of colors morphing into the thin line of yellow and orange light outlining the horizon in the far distance. There’s a mist in the air that he can almost taste on his tongue, one that hangs over the quiet, sleeping city like a thin blanket.

It smells pleasant here, the sweet remnants of dew on the grass in this small meadow permeating his senses. It’s quiet, too. The world is asleep, and time is almost still. The only movement he can sense is the gentle rustling of grass blades against each other in the soft whisper of the wind.

It’s twilight.

He supposes he kind of likes it. The loneliness, the silence, the dim rays of twilight in his hair, this space where no one exists except for him. It’s what he wished for at some point, every year on this day, at this time:  for this world to die, to burn and to vanish, until he’s the only being left, traversing the earth alone as he had done ever since the day Saeyoung left.

The thought of his older twin causes annoyance to prick at him once more, and his eyebrows turn downwards into a small frown. Just last night he overheard Saeyoung and MC’s plans for a surprise birthday party for him… which is why he snuck out to come here in the first place.

For a former secret agent and someone who managed to infiltrate Mint Eye with said agent, they are absolutely terrible at being discreet.

He hates birthdays. That’s what he concluded a long time ago. He just doesn’t understand the appeal of birthdays. Can’t grasp the concept of celebrating them either. Getting born into a shitty world like this should be something to bemoan, not rejoice in.

But, he supposes he’s just part of the minority whose birth wasn’t a happy one. Nor has any birthday been particularly eventful for him. Not in a good way, at least.

And it’s for that exact reason that Saeyoung and MC are both intent on making this year’s celebration a good one for him. To “create memories”, as they had so enthusiastically phrased it in their room, not realizing that he had happened to be passing by outside and could hear their every word.

He’s just as intent on skipping out on it, though. The RFA members and MC can celebrate for Saeyoung if they’d like. He doesn’t want any part of it.

It’s not like he hates them or anything. It’s just that… well, he doesn’t really know why himself.

Perhaps it’s just that he’s gotten used to it. Gotten used to being alone on his birthday every year, gotten used to wishing for nothing more than to be alone like this in peace and quiet, gotten used to treating this date on his calendar as nothing more than another cruel twenty-four hours of existence.

He hates birthdays, he concludes to himself. Still does. And he’s not sure that’s going to change any time soon.


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No Longer Human

Prince Adam/Beast x reader

First part in The Curse Series

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 944

Warnings: None!

A/N: Hey guys! This is the second imagine I’ve posted today! YAY!! Just feeling super inspired rn and it’s great! So, I decided to turn this request into a series. I hope you don’t mind that I did! You just gave me so much information and I just felt like it deserved so much more than just a single imagine! Hope you kids have a beyond amazing day/night! Love you!!

Request: can you please do something that’s angsty and has to do with beast x reader? maybe that reader is prince adam’s old girlfriend who is now a piece of furniture in the castle (who is of course under the spell (can talk/walk)) and she is the one who can break the spell. however, the beast believes that this is all her fault (maybe he wanted to turn the woman away to impress the reader?) and shuns her away even though they live under the same roof. reader continues to try to gain the affection of the beast because the petals keep falling but he keeps pushing her away. the whole thing w/belle happens but instead of her returning for the beast after the mob has stormed the castle, she stays in the town to marry gaston and then the beast realizes that it’s the reader all along who would break the spell ?? like rly angsty and fluffy too!! :) - @lukesos5  


The music bounced off the walls as the beautiful women spun flawlessly in their white dresses. You’d think that you would be entranced by such a wonderous sight, yet after attending hundreds of Prince Adam’s balls, it no longer caught your eye. You thought you would never get sick of attending these balls, you had obviously been proven wrong.

“You look bored.” Lumiere commented, coming to stand on the side of the room with you.

“These balls are extraordinary, but sometimes I would just like a break from them.” You sighed, wanting nothing more than to curl up in bed with a good book right then.

“If you don’t mind me asking, then why are you here?” Lumiere asked, neither of you looking at each other, instead watching Adam dance across the ballroom with the many women.

“You know why I’m here, Lumiere.” You said, catching Adam’s eyes and smiling shyly at him.

“Ah, yes! Young love.” Lumiere laughed, playfully nudging your shoulder with his own.

“Oh, hush!” You laughed with him, Adam watching you from where he danced, a genuine smile on his face at the sight of your laughter.

“Did you know he loves you too?” Lumiere asked, his voice changing from it’s playful tone to a more sincere one.

“You can’t be serious.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes at the thought of Adam actually being interested in you as more than a friend.

“Why do you think he offered for you to live in the castle after your parents passed away? He is simply infatuated with you! Anything you want, he will have ready in a heartbeat.” Lumiere paused, a chuckle escaping his lips as he saw Adam never letting his eyes drift from where you stood. “You have him completely wrapped around your finger.”

“Lumiere, you better not be just toying with my emotions right now.” You warned him, your eyes drifting back to where Adam was dancing with some random woman that he was paying no attention to. Instead, all his focus seemed to be on you.

“I would never lie to you, (Y/N).” Lumiere reassured you, placing his hand gently on your shoulder.

“Thank you.” You smiled, turning to face Lumiere who smiled in return.

Lumiere opened his mouth to say something else, but was cut off by a loud howl of the wind and the doors opening. The candles in the room quickly went out because of the strong wind and left the room in darkness. Some of the guests screamed, as the majority moved away from the doors and behind the prince.

Lumiere ran off to get a candle for Adam, who had moved forward to investigate the reason behind the doors flying open. Lumiere ran back into the ballroom and handed a candle to Adam. The candle lit up the face of an old lady who had a single rose in her hand. She seemed to be cold and shivering from the storm that was progressively growing outside.

“Please, sir. The storm is already terrible and growing worse at a quick pace. I will not be able to make it to my home in time. May I wait here until the storm ends?” The woman asked, her voice quiet and scratchy. She held up a single red rose in an offering to Adam.

Adam glanced at the rose curiously before taking it from her hands. After examining it, he turned back to the guests of his party and he began to laugh. The crowd joined in, laughing with him at the woman’s offering to him. You did not join in the laughter, instead you were more concerned for the woman that still stood there shaking and shivering.

“Do you even know who I am? Leave.” Adam sneered, the way he was acting making you completely appalled.

You moved forward to intervene, only to have Cogsworth grab your wrist and pull you back. He shook his head at you. Cogsworth knew that your interference may only agitate the prince more. You huffed, before letting yourself sink against the wall once again.

“Do not be deceived by appearances, young prince. For beauty, is found within.” The old woman warned, not backing down from Adam’s furious glare.

“I said, leave!” Adam yelled, his angry tone enough to make the people in the room quake with fear, but not the old woman.

The woman shook her head in disappointment at the prince’s response. She lowered her head, her face completely covered by the dark hood she wore. You could hear her sigh gently before lifting her head again and having transformed into a beautiful enchantress. Lights of gold shined off her and through the ballroom. Adam slowly sank to his feet as guest began to scream and run from the castle.

“Please! If I had known!” Adam begged, his eyes flickering to where you still stood with concern.

“It is too late. I can now see there is no love in your heart.” The enchantress said, her voice filling the room.

Adams muscles began to tense up as he changed into something that was not human. He quickly turned to where you stood in panic, as loud screams of pain left his mouth.

“(Y/N)! Run!” Adam screamed, tears streaming down his morphing face.

You followed his directions and began to run out of the ballroom, your heart beating at double its usual speed. Adams cries of pain made your legs move faster, but not fast enough. Soon the spell that the enchantress had cast caught up to you and the servants. You collapsed as you no longer had legs and transformed into something that was not human.

You know,“ said Arthur, "it’s at times like this, when I’m trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space that I really wish I’d listened to what my mother told me when I was young.”
“Why, what did she tell you?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t listen.
— 

Douglas Adams

Happy Towel Day, all…hoping to get some stories written today…don’t forget your towels as you go out into the world today.

LAILA

3.1 Søndag 13.08.17 12.08

((( I Won’t Mind - Zayn Malik )))

Elias raised his hands to his face, rubbing his tired eyes. The last few nights he had been tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Instead of catching up on much needed rest, he had spent the entirety of his day in bed, scrolling through Facebook. All he could think about was Laila. He felt like the world’s biggest idiot. He couldn’t believe he’d tried to act like the big hero and thrown a punch for a girl who ended up getting mad at him for that very reason.

He thought about what Laila had said.

People are shitty and selfish, there’s nothing we can do about it.

Did she really think that? Elias had never seen himself as an optimist; rather a realist. But he was certain that most people had good intentions deep down. It saddened him that Laila was so convinced that people were inherently self-serving.

He had thought something was going to happen between them last Friday. But no, that asshole had crossed the line, making Elias in turn act like an idiot. He had felt a weird twist in his stomach ever since that night. Some of it from exhaustion, but mostly from guilt. He needed to fix things. He couldn’t bear having Laila be mad at him.

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Clingy

Drabble: “brian (youngk) getting overly clingy when you ignore him?”
Pairing: Brain Kang/Kang Younghyun/Young K x Reader
Word Count: 456
Notes: None
Warnings: None
Genre: Fluff

You really hadn’t meant to ignore him, but you knew what would happen if you didn’t finish this assignment in time. So you thought that maybe, just this once he would be able to live without your attention for about an hour or two, or three. Of course, you had thought completely wrong, and how did you know? The moment that you had closed your notebook, and you walked out of your room for some food, he was immediately at your side.

Brian was adamant on holding on to you in some form. Whether he had his arm wrapped around your shoulder, or if his chest was pressed against your back as he held you to him, he had to be touching you. You usually wouldn’t mind his affection, but your everyday tasks were suddenly becoming difficult. Even if you wanted to grab a glass of water, he was following you around like a lost puppy, and his hand would worm its way into your free one as you would try to reach for the glass.

“Oh come on, Brian.” You let out a small sigh as you pressed against your toes to reach the glass, and once the cup was secured in your hand you gently set it on top of the counter before turning to him. “What’s with this?” You asked him, and you raised your conjoined hands as you rose an eyebrow in confusion. “I mean, I love the skinship, but you’ve been like this for about three hours.”

“Am I not allowed to love on my beautiful jagi?” Brian pressed his free hand against his heart in mock hurt, and he quickly tugged on your hand, which caused you to fall forward a bit and land on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. “I’m hurt, y/n. How could you think something like that.”

“I didn’t think anything like that.” You shook your head as best as you could, as he was pressing you very close to him. “But you’re not usually this clingy, I just wanna know why, that’s all.”

Brian looked down to you for a bit with a blank look before suddenly leaning down, and he began to press small kisses to your face as a smile broke out on to his face. The feeling of his soft lips against your skin caused you to giggle a bit, and you couldn’t help the smile from forming on your lips as he continued with his little actions. “I just love you, that’s why!” Came he rushed reply, as he tried to focus on his task at hand.

“Are you sure it’s not because I had to work for three hours?”

“Why would you— of course it’s not!”

The Electronic Configuration of Hate and Love

Fandom: Girl Meets World

Pairing(s): Riarkle (enemies to hinting at romance?)

Characters: Riley Matthews, Farkle Minkus, Maya Hart

Prompt from riarklespirfire: Funny story actually… I kinda lost the prompt, lolz, but it was along the lines of ’We hate each other but now we’re project partners so I guess we’ll just have to not kill each other’, AU (obviously)

Author’s Note: So, I am still taking Riarkle/GMW prompts for short stories if you like this one… I honestly did not plan for this to get so long and crazy, I just loved writing this version of Riley and Farkle. It just got to the point where I had to end it somewhere, so I did. However, if you really want, I am thinking a part 2 might be in the future. Let me know if anyone would want/read that…


“Well, it appears the sun has risen once again on our blessed Abigail Adams, my young chemists. Good morning and welcome back from your last Spring Break!”

Riley Matthews felt the familiar sharp stab of a bony elbow her side and turned to her best friend with an exaggerated look, eyebrows raised in questioning.

Maya Hart, beautiful, blonde, and bold, quirked one of her own dainty eyebrows and muttered, “Is he for real?”

Dropping her expression to an endearing smile, Riley rolled her eyes and pointed to the front with her pencil, “Pay attention.”

“-Last project of your high school chemistry careers.” Mr. Hudson was introducing, to be met with a round of cheers from the chunk of Senior class residing at their desks.

Waving, the elder man silenced the crowd, “Please, hold your applause until the end. Now, this last project obviously has to be something to stick in your minds and motivate you all to pursue chemistry in college!”

“Neeever gonna happen,” Maya mumbled for only Riley, resting her chin on her palm and leaning forward.

The brunette bit back a smile and shook her head.

Mr. Hudson continued, “So, I’m gonna let you blow something up.”

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hellostarlight20  asked:

For the prompt meme: 22 and...Rose and the Doctor of your choice!

““I don’t want to love somebody else.“

The Doctor rolled his eyes and folded his arms across his chest. Rose frowned back at him.

“You say that now,” he told her, giving her a pointed look. “But what about in ten years time? Fifteen?”

Rose folded her own arms then. “I already said, I’m not leavin’. I love you, Doctor. Not, not Mickey, or Jack, or Adam, or anyone else. You.”

His shoulders sagged and he gave her a pained expression then. “You’re nineteen years old,” he told her, and not for the first time since being locked in this small cell with Rose he was wishing the guards hadn’t confiscated his leather jacket. He felt vulnerable without it. “How can you love me?”

Rose shrugged and gave him a soft smile. “I don’t know,” she responded softly. “I just do.”

Rassilon, she looked young. What did she want with a ruined old soldier like him? He wasn’t even handsome looking, was he? He’d seen the types of men who turned Rose’s head, and they never looked like him. They were young, like Adam, funny like Mickey, handsome like Jack.

And there he was with his leather jacket and big ears and short hair. She could have anyone, his Rose. Why settle for him?

“Doctor.” Rose’s voice cut through his thoughts. “I do love you. If I didn’t love you, you really think I’d have let you do half the things we’ve done in the last few weeks?”

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Snugglewolf Sleep Therapy

@werewclfie | AO3I hope this is acceptable for what you were wanting! I’ll probably add some more to it on AO3 but I couldn’t get the ending to do what I wanted. Either way, I hope you enjoy it!

by @d-athanasi

Stiles is having nightmares. Derek’s solution is not what Stiles expected.


Stiles wasn’t quite sure what caught Derek’s eye specifically. There were probably a couple signs that would have tipped him off: Stiles’s eyes were red and he had huge bags under them; he probably smelled like sugar and energy drinks from forcing himself to stay awake; or maybe it was him walking into the corner of the wall because he couldn’t keep his balance. It had most likely been all three. Or, who knows, maybe werewolves could smell nightmares. That’s definitely a thing that could happen, although Stiles would really prefer that it didn’t.

In any case, for whatever reason, Stiles found himself staring out his window at Derek’s face the night after Saturday’s pack meeting. Well, glaring out the window. Stiles knew that Derek could see him, which meant that Derek knew Stiles had seen him because Stiles had almost flailed himself off the bed when he’d noticed the werewolf’s hulking shape blocking out the street light. As it was, Stiles had barely managed to save his laptop from crashing to the floor from where he’d had it perched to watch Netflix.

So after a few minutes of Stiles’s glaring and Derek just staring placidly back at him through the glass, Stiles’s gave a huff and pulled himself out of bed to unlock and open his bedroom window.

“You rang? Well, knocked? Wait, you didn’t even knock so what…just, what do you want, Derek?” Stiles babbled at the man outside his window. He tried to keep his voice down, but given how tired he was, Stiles wasn’t sure he could even trust his own volume control.

Derek stayed silent.

Frustrated, Stiles shrugged his shoulders and twirled his hands as in indication to say something, anything.

Derek just raised his eyebrows and looked down at the floor then back up at Stiles face. Stiles sighed again and turned to go back to his bed, dropping to sit at the edge of it with even less grace than he could usually muster while Derek climbed almost silently into the room, and then closed the window behind himself.

Stiles rubbed his hands over his eyes and then through his hair. Maybe Derek had a project for him to research? At least that would give him a good reason to stay awake longer.

But when he looked back up, Derek was crouched right in front of him.

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You know,” said Arthur, “it’s at times like this, when I’m trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space, that I really wish I’d listened to what my mother told me when I was young.”
“Why, what did she tell you?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t listen.
—  Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
My mother's favourite line from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
  • Arthur Dent: You know, it's at times like this, when I'm stuck in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, about to die of asphyxiation in deep space, that I really wish I'd listened to what my mother told me when I was young.
  • Ford Prefect: Why? What did she tell you?
  • Arthur Dent: I don't know! I didn't listen!
You know,“ said Arthur, "it’s at times like this, when I’m trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space that I really wish I’d listened to what my mother told me when I was young.”
“Why, what did she tell you?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t listen.
  • Adam: So, Robert has a go at us for slacking off, and here we are.
  • Aaron: It's nothing to do with Robert.and anyway, you didn't have to come. Just got bored of thrashing you.
  • Adam: Thrashing me? Exactly what reality are you living in right now?
  • Aaron: Not the one I thought I'd be in.
  • Adam: Do you really think he left his watch at the house?
  • Aaron: (showing the watch) I know he did.
  • Adam: I thought it was just an excuse, man. Why did you not give it to him?
  • Aaron: I should've done, I just...
  • Adam: But what?
  • Aaron: I would have done, but I didn't like his tone, so I changed my mind.
  • Adam: Is it really over between you two? Cos it sounds to me like you just enjoy playing games with him.
  • Aaron: It has to be.
  • Adam: Right. So, let me get this right... we are both young, free and single. Why are we not making the most of it?
  • Aaron: What? Like we're not already?
  • Adam: It's all good and everything, mate. Look, we should go into town. You know, have some fun.
  • Aaron: I think we'd be looking for different things in different places.
  • Adam: No, you see, it's all in the same scene these days, mate. Imagine you and me on the pull. Something for everyone, mate.