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Post by ISA KRISTOFF on Mar 9, 2015 23:33:27 GMT
his pulse still dances to the beat of the music wafting through the thin brick as he crosses to the parking lot. he’s looking through the car, for something small and irrelevant he’s left behind, when he finds the bag of weed tucked into the back of the glovebox. almost always designated driver, his car is a holy land where penalties are steep for desecration. isa slams the door and circles back to the club. it comes down to the first person of the group he finds - if it’s theirs, they will probably deny it, and then isa will beat the truth out of them. if it isn’t, they will keep insisting until isa believes them (until he beats a lie out of them). and that point things like guilt and truth don't matter much. "we need to talk." his breath is hot, a bull’s breath down luca’s neck. he doesn’t give him any opportunity to react before he grabs him and leads him outside. the boy's so drunk he can barely keep up, and isa keeps him upright with a grip on the back of his collar. when they’re outside, he releases him with a shove. if he falls, it’ll save him the trouble of getting on his knees to apologize. "the fuck," though he's no gentler for luca's being drunk and more defenseless than usual, isa has the courtesy to speak slower. "you leaving shit in my car for?"@luca NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2015 3:33:21 GMT
luca is in that drunk stage where he can't remember the last hour or so and filters are for squares. there's a plethora of reasons why he's wedged between two very attractive older men, but he can't think of a single one for why isa is so rudely dragging him out and away. "ow, ow, ow," he whines on the way out (though he's probably making it a bigger deal than it is). and then he's on the concrete, head spinning and aching only slightly. he tenderly touches his temple, blinking before shooting a shiny-eyed glare at isa. "last time i checked, i didn't leave shit in your stupid... muhhh." he gestures in the general direction of the cars (coincidentally opposite from where isa was parked), too lazy to finish the sentence. ISA KRISTOFF NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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Mar 10, 2015 17:39:02 GMT
Post by NATHAN SAUNDERS on Mar 10, 2015 17:39:02 GMT
he's booked for a show tomorrow, so nathan is buzzing with endorphins. but it also means he can't get wasted, so instead of trashing the dancefloor he manages to slither into the v.i.p booth with a bit of lip service (a group of girls? a fucking walk in the park). by the time he slithers back out, he's so close to tripping over his own feet but he also has all their phone numbers on various napkins and business cards and lipstick all over his neck and jaw. a solid victory. for good measure, because he is a little drunk, he grabs a bottle of water from the bar and starts downing it like vodka as he makes his way out, and, by the time he does make his way out the club and into the parking lot, there's hardly any left. he looks around for a good spot to sober up and have a cig, only to turn and notice isa and luca a fair distance from him. he smiles before he recognises who it is. he crushes and drops his bottle, and in a blind panic (not so blind as to actually break into a run however), he rushes over to luca and picks him up so he's on his feet at least, letting him lean on his shoulder. "look, look, isa," he tries to be conciliatory, but it's difficult to get the tone right when you've only ever been unapologetic and you're still drunk, plus he's not built for looking after other people. "s...'up? you're not the type to pick up drunk messes right....?" he takes a deep breath. "we can work this out, yeah? nothin' we can't work out."ISA KRISTOFF @luca fucks sake luca |
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Post by ISA KRISTOFF on Mar 11, 2015 2:03:41 GMT
luca is an easy target and isa doesn't fight for a challenge. he hears the door open, and he turns, shameless like he's right where he belongs. his attention flickers back to luca. harmless and sallow in the streetlights, when he realizes it's only nathan. but he can't mind his own fucking business either. isa's anger is dead sober and entirely justified. "work it out? when your retarded fucking boyfriend is stashing shit in my car?"nathan's in the line of fire, and isa steps closer, breath misting in the cold air. "you know what happens if i get caught with weed?"(the same thing that happens if he gets caught beating the shit out anyone.) @luca NATHAN SAUNDERS this is poop bye |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2015 4:24:51 GMT
luca isn't sure what to do at that point — waiting for death via isa's fists aside. he still can't bring himself to give much of a shit, especially when he sees nathan coming their way. a lopsided grin slowly makes its way across his hazy expression, and he holds onto him and nuzzles his neck, still trying to find purchase with his feet. "shee-it." he grumbles, eyes lidded. "that's your own frickin' fault, ain't it, isa?" he emphasizes the man's name as if that in itself is an insult, lifting his head up briefly to sneer before returning it to nathan's shoulder, giggling softly like a preteen. ISA KRISTOFF NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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Mar 15, 2015 16:05:33 GMT
Post by NATHAN SAUNDERS on Mar 15, 2015 16:05:33 GMT
nathan raises an eyebrow. he squints at isa, as if he didn't already know who it was, while trying to keep luca from behaving like a stray cat. he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. "just... shut the fuck up, luca." he has to force his words out, grit them through his teeth. he yanks at luca's hair to keep his head upright, and nathan gets the sudden feeling that all of this is just a mistake. so what if you can't have sex with him for the best part of a month if isa beats the shit out of him? he should have just let nature run its course. now he looks straight at isa, eyes glazed, but he's still able to keep a stare. "i also know what will happen if you beat the shit outta him." he shakes luca to prove a point, and applauds himself for managing a coherent sentence. "other than... fuck... just... ugh." he groans, and clutches his head with a free hand. "just get rid of the shit, right? get rid of it. you're not gonna get caught." ISA KRISTOFF @luca uGH |
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Post by ISA KRISTOFF on Mar 20, 2015 0:15:33 GMT
between the two of them, they aren't sober enough to count as a whole. luca's simpering twists his nerves taut and the way he says isa's names snaps them - as it's meant to do (teeth meet throat).
he steps forward in a lunge, grabs a fistful of luca's shirt to lift him, shake him free (things to throw in a tantrum). "oh, you gonna call the cops on me, nathan?"
the weed is besides the point. the fucking contempt is the point.
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Mar 20, 2015 17:19:47 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2015 17:19:47 GMT
luca is pretty fucking impressed with himself, talking back to isa like that one story about the giant being defeated by a pebble. that whole complex slips away when isa grabs him and lifts him up and away from nathan, earning a small whimper from the small blonde. he grips isa's arm to hold himself in a semi-comfortable spot. "i didn't put it there." he rushes, stumbling over his words like a creek over rocks. "i'm so-ree.""na-than," he whines at the other blonde, eyes wide and wet. ISA KRISTOFF NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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