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Apr 26, 2015 21:03:11 GMT
Post by ANGEL ALESSI on Apr 26, 2015 21:03:11 GMT
you thought you saw light
but it was forest fires
eating me alive he fidgets, recrossing his legs and wedging his hands between his thighs because they feel cold and numb. brow furrowed, he meets nevada’s eyes - his expression is dazed, almost as if he doesn’t understand the question. “i couldn’t sleep.” he says again, but his tone is drifting, like he’s going to say something more. angel’s attention drifts out the window and he squints against the brightness. “and i found some ambien in the cupboard, so i took some. and then i woke up.” he runs his fingers through his hair, combing it forward over his shoulder. "and then, i don't really remember, but i ended up in this little club, dancing. i got really smashed. and there was this guy who was dancing with me - i think he thought i was a girl, but he didn't seem to care when he took me home. do you wanna hear about that?" |
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Apr 29, 2015 16:40:17 GMT
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Post by NEVADA RAINES on Apr 29, 2015 16:40:17 GMT
fingertips press together, steepled. undivided the attention he gives to angel, who divulged more than before. superficial details flow into greater depths. ambien. a restless night. alcohol to pass the midnight hours. period of missing recollection. "do you remember how you came to be at this man's home? did you drive or walk?" ANGEL ALESSI |
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Post by ANGEL ALESSI on May 3, 2015 3:11:33 GMT
you thought you saw light
but it was forest fires
eating me alive he cocks his head expectantly and looks to nevada - angel wants to be back at making passes, back at where he's comfortable. his fingers tangle in eachother, his hands lingering at his chest - angel bites his lip, his brow creases because he doesn't know. then he returns to something else comfortable - anger. "i don't know." he snaps. "what are you, the cops?" |
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Post by NEVADA RAINES on May 9, 2015 2:39:48 GMT
his face a canvas turned to translucent. the façade he wore to hide the chaos lifted, nevada seen now the shifting of expression. numerous emotions battled for dominance, until he settled on anger. brows pushing together, wrinkles forming in the smooth forehead and beneath the eyes. the ‘o’ of his lips pulled together, turned down. “anger is a expected response.” he notes. “are you deploying it as a defense mechanism. was being in this man’s home truly somewhere you wanted to be, or were you forced?” ANGEL ALESSI |
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Post by ANGEL ALESSI on May 12, 2015 2:23:35 GMT
you thought you saw light
but it was forest fires
eating me alive nobody had ever bothered to ask him that before. he stares at nevada blankly, then, "what's it matter?" he did what he did and he was too fucked up to know or care if he wanted it. his head is thumping heavy and painful, as if a punishment. angel presses the heel of his hand to his throbbing temple, and when he shuts his eyes a few tears wet his lashes. |
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Post by NEVADA RAINES on May 23, 2015 1:20:45 GMT
"please answer the question." sympathy flares. or is it pity? the throb behind his eyes must be excruciating. yet nevada's relentless in pursuing this opening. all for the breakthrough. he won't stop until he has answers. "would you like a coffee?" he sits up straigter, just now realizing he was leaning forward on the desk. ANGEL ALESSI |
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Post by ANGEL ALESSI on May 23, 2015 5:45:31 GMT
you thought you saw light
but it was forest fires
eating me alive "i don't remember. i told you i was--" he draws a sharp breath, leaning forward as well. "it doesn't matter." the words are a violent froth forced out of him, and now that angel's started he can't stop. "i told you i'm bad, you think this is the worst i've done?" angel scoffs. "i thought you didn't care about sex. now you wanna hear about all the dirty old men i fucked?" he brushes over the offer. he wants to go home. |
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May 23, 2015 22:59:11 GMT
Post by NEVADA RAINES on May 23, 2015 22:59:11 GMT
anger. the reaction is expected, normal. he's used to it. prodding at tender wounds with callous questions, pushing for answers, elicits the same response out of all patients. before the inevitable shit down, a strategic change of subject. "do you drink to forget or so that you do not remember?" ANGEL ALESSI |
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Post by ANGEL ALESSI on May 24, 2015 2:52:51 GMT
you thought you saw light
but it was forest fires
eating me alive he drinks to have fun. he drinks to have fun. he drinks to have fun and he tries to tell nevada just that but he's worked up, his next gasping breath turns into a sob. he lowers his head, tries to hide his crying face. |
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Post by NEVADA RAINES on May 24, 2015 3:15:22 GMT
he awaits the answer, but a sob comes instead. it rips put of him before whatever intake of air can be swallowed down. breathless, he's not going to be respond. nevada can only wait for it to subside. it doesn't. "would you like to talk about why you are crying?" a box of tissues sits on his desk. he pushes it over. ANGEL ALESSI |
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