I LOVE it when Bobby and I are on the same team– in literally anything, because we get to show off our INTENSE SIBLING BOND and prove that we really can read each other’s minds and all our friends were impressed by how well we managed the booth today & our telepathic link.
“At this point, I’m just waiting for one of you to like, just say,…. WONDER TWIN POWERS, ACTIVATE”
Dorothy liked flirting with her brother’s best friend. He was a couple years older than her, but she figured it wasn’t that big of a deal. She was eighteen and out of high school! Who says she can’t have a little fun? Not that she had any experience in that area. She hardly got out of the house nowadays.
“Hi, Connor.” She smiled sweetly at him and leaned forward on the kitchen counter.
Drenched from head to toe in sweat, Roxas shoved the flaxen bangs out of his face and heaved a deep, chest-rattling breath. The sun had set hours ago, but the remnants of its scalding heat remained in the night. The line of the ocean off in the distance, visible from the top of the half pipe, was a temptation staring the blond in his face. From up here, he watched as the waves swept in and out, heartbeat of the ocean cresting and collapsing. Thought about skating down to the pier and taking a nosedive straight into them.
The skate park was empty except for him – and The Guy. He came here a lot, but Roxas had never seen him step foot on a board a day in his life. No board, but the cigarette between his lips was a permanent fixture; sometimes he watched them skate, puffing away, and other times he could be seen chatting up some of the other guys that Roxas never really talked to. This late, though, it was weird for anyone to be in the park. Strange guys lurking included.
Roxas sat down, tugging his board into his lap, and eyed the stranger with a heavy dosage of curiosity. “You sure do hang around a lot.” He called out, the figure propped against the chain link fence a shadow in the dark. “Kind of weird, you know. You stand there and smoke all day, watch us skate, and make small talk with the druggies. Makes a guy wonder.”
I am exceptionally thankful for people who take the time to chat with me about meaningless things. It turned my whole mood around, and I’m happy as a clam. I’ll be piddling around doing stuff across my blogs, and going through my follow list while I was Grease! Live (finally). Come love me!