** rikkie;
rikkie could feel her mind beginning to buzz with intoxication. she walked with an air of confidence even in her drunken state, but she was nothing if not a lightweight. she had never been the type to be able to drink an entire bottle of liquor, not when it took her somewhere between seven and ten drinks to hit a level of belligerence. “ aw, you think i’m hot, ” she grins, maybe it was because she didn’t believe her anyways, maybe it was because she was drunk, but something had made her mind stick on that statement. maybe it was because she didn’t believe it, maybe t was because she was drunk, only time would tell. but when mia asks if she actually wants her to teach her, rikkie’s biting back an enthusiastic nod, because she cannot have mia thinking she’s enthusiastic about something. “ you know as well as i do that i can handle you romano.” she winks. her weathered hand reaches out for her drink, and she takes a long sip, but her eyes never actually leave mia’s form. she’d be a liar if she said that looking at the other woman wasn’t just as intoxicating as the vodka running through her veins. she could practically feel the men from across the bar still staring, but right now, she was too busy to deal with it.
mia was starting to find drunk rikkie quite funny, which meant that she herself was already crossing the red line that separated her from sobriety. did she care about that now? not at all. she was even doing the math to see if she could buy a few more doses without extrapolating from the end of month bill. she could be a person not caring about the rest of the world at the moment, but she was still broken and that did occupy her mind even in her semi-stoned state. after approaching the pool table, mia simply ignored all the looks in their direction and allowed herself to giggle. “ well, that's what you heard. keep in mind that i will not repeat. ” at least not for today; that's what she completed mentally. romano could see that marx was really interested in learning, so she just picked up a pool cue and held it out towards the blonde. “ it's very simple, to be honest. all you need is good aim and a sense of angles. ” she started to say, while organizing the balls on the table, in the initial triangular shape. she positioned the white ball in the center, and raised her clear eyes to rikkie. “ want me to start? you just need to hit the balls and spread them across the table. then, if you manage to hit one in one of the pockets, just memorize whether it was odd or even, and keep trying to hit the others. the eight ball is last. ” she explained everything with the diction slightly tangled, but it was possible to understand clearly, while picking a cue for herself.
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** wyatt;
⏤ 🥀 ⏤
wyatt didn’t know what it was about himself that felt made him believe that no one really cared about him . that it was more of their own wants and needs than his . although , it probably had something to do with the fact that he didn’t know how to accept that people did care . he didn’t know how to feel like he deserved it so instead he pushed it away , he rejected it . he made comments that honestly , belittled everything she was saying to him . that continued the uphill battle of anything being resolved . if he couldn’t trust her in something as simple as being there , how was he ever going to completely let things resolve with them ? how was he ever going to get passed their past ? if he couldn’t forgive himself and find himself at least a little worthy of the girl sitting across from him , how would he ever get passed this ? although , wyatt didn’t like to think too hard on it . he didn’t like to be reminded just how much mia still affected him . how much he still thought back on the past . maybe that’s just how love worked ? once you felt it , it’s hard to let that feeling go when you hadn’t even felt love in the most simple and platonic ways . again , wyatt wouldn’t admit that though . if anything he’d say that maybe love just wasn’t in the cards for him . that maybe he was just the piece of the puzzle that just didn’t work . ⏤ the worst part was that it wasn’t even his relationship with mia that got him thinking this way . he had always thought this way … ( which probably helped put the final nail into the coffin of their relationship . ) because it wasn’t easy . being with him wasn’t easy and he knew that . he knew that he had far too many issues with himself to be fully there in a relationship but he loved her so much . he’d go through it all over again , the hurt , the good , the bad , he’d go through it to love her in the time he did .
maybe they both weren’t ready but wyatt couldn’t help but blame himself the most . if there was one thing to look at now and be proud of … it was mia . it seemed as though she was pushing forward , she was moving on and trying to be better . there was something inspiring about that . it wasn’t that wyatt felt like the both of them would be forever stuck and ruined . it wasn’t that he didn’t think she’d get over him . he knew she would and he knew she’d pick herself back up , she was a lot stronger than most people he knew , ( she was stronger than him . ) it didn’t matter how many demons tried to eat away at her , here she was . still fighting to be better . wyatt couldn’t say the same for himself . so no , he knew she’d push through but it was still nice to see , even if he couldn’t say that out loud . because of his own pride , his own hurt … his own selfishness that he was still drowning in the death that was their romantic relationship . and honestly , he didn’t know if he could ever let it go ? wyatt had this thing where happiness , it was something he could feel and then let go of , something he would take for granted . but pain , hurt , sadness … those were all things he could hold onto . he clenched onto . as if to believe in a notion that if he didn’t have the hurt , he wouldn’t be him anymore . there was a part of him that wished he could teach himself how to be better . to be someone that someone like mia could see herself with again but those were pipe dreams and wyatt was a realist . everything had its end … even if he’d be willing to ruin everything by trying again and chasing a feeling that’d more than likely die out the way it did the first time due to the fact that he still wasn’t ready .
listening to her , the sigh that escaped her lips was all too familiar to him . it was a sound he’d heard time and time again because this definitely wasn’t the first time he had sad something that had made her sigh . “ we were both a mess and you’re right , maybe because of that we just , we were products of bad timing . “ a theme for wyatt , time was never on his side . it was beginning to seem more like a wyatt problem than a time problem . “ honestly , i don’t think i’m built for it . the serious relationship shit … so maybe it’s a good thing i figured it out sooner rather than later . but i just hope whatever person comes into your life next , they don’t take it for granted . that they don’t take you for granted . “ shaking his head , he took a sip of his coffee . “ i know , “ looking at her again , it was hard looking into her eyes because he knew from the way she was looking at him that she was being sincere . he knew that look , she meant what she was saying . “ maybe it’s a good thing you just see me that way now . maybe something different is better . “ he agreed , despite the small dagger he felt himself stab in his own chest . but no matter how he still felt , she was probably right . this was better for them . and he had to agree with it , he couldn’t put himself out there knowing he’d be faced with disappointment . “ it’s all part of the charm , romano . piss ‘em off and leave ‘em laughing . “ he smiled before nodding . “ no hard feelings . “ the male repeated .
mia felt the cup in her hands become warm with every minute that passed, as well as a little more empty with each sip, indicating that her time there was running out. the coffee grew cold, the minutes passed and the conversation seemed to go on to a somewhat bittersweet ending. exactly as their breakup had been some time ago. mia felt it was bittersweet simply because she now understood that they needed it to keep from hurting themselves even more, but that it still hurt nonethless. she could play strong now, show on the outside that she had managed to get over the sleepless nights because of the homesickness she felt, but no one would know how much she still hurt a little. she really still felt confused, and the urge to search for any lighter topic just because she didn't want to leave made her feel pathetic. moreover, she felt more and more bound hands, not knowing what else to say. it seemed that everything she said was somehow invalidated by the way that wyatt reacted. she had long ago learned how to deal with it, but it seems that time has also done it’s job in that regard. she didn't feel like she knew how to get inside his walls anymore and so she felt that the best thing to do was just let him handle the situation. at that moment, she decided that she would let him come to her occasionally if he needed and wanted to. she would never deny him anything, and as much as she felt naive because of it, she just couldn't be different. she really gave herself to people, maybe it was her sensitive side as a melancholy artist. who could say?
deep down, mia felt that she was gradually giving up on fitting in with someone, and maybe wyatt had a little to do with it, even though he wasn’t the only culprit. much of the reason was in herself. maybe she shouldn’t create too high expectations and be that intense. her way of taking care was to move worlds and funds so that she could help, so that she could relieve even the slightest burden of the other person. mia was really holding on to not do that now. her tongue itched to say all the things she wanted, to try to make wyatt a little optimistic, so that he could escape the quicksand that were his internal issues. she knew him too well and to see him sabotaging himself clutched her chest tightly. she knew there was nothing she could do, and it bothered her. if she could, she would switch places with him for just a few hours, just so that alves could see himself the way she saw him. her thoughts took too dangerous a route, but it was inevitable.
romano was trying to be rational at the time, but the boy wasn't exactly helping her by saying all those things that didn't fail to somehow stir her heart. a sad smile seemed to have fixed itself on her mouth. she just couldn't think of any other way to react. “ well, i start to believe that i wasn't made for that either. the idea that we need to have someone lovingly talking in order to be happy is somewhat underestimated in my view. ” she remarked with the same sincerity. the thought was already prowling her mind, since love was too much complicated in most of the cases. “ maybe, yes. ” she gently shook her head, not wanting to speak more than she should. the different might not be that different, but mia didn't want to complicate things too much. more than that, she couldn't. and she would have to be able to cope, it shouldn't be that difficult. her eyes scanned the clock on the locked screen of her cell phone, just to check. “ thanks for giving me this chance to talk, wyatt. i will not take much more of your time. '' she hurried to say, afraid that she might have been holding him too long there. “ see you around... i guess? ” she added, trying not to sound so expectant for a positive answer.
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text | are u sure about that 👀
rikkie: yeah i guess you're right
rikkie: but i'm so bored
mia: fancy to know i'm a boredom killer for you
mia: i mean, i'm really honored, we're escalating this relantionship
mia: shoud i start telling bad jokes?
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text | are u sure about that 👀
rikkie: yeah i'm fine now
rikkie: if you're trying to annoy me you might have to work harder
mia: good, then
mia: nah, not this time
mia: i think we had enough of each other for now. i'll let you rest.
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** wyatt ;
⏤ 🥀 ⏤
wyatt didn’t know why he asked mia to sit with him while they drank their coffee but he felt like it was something they needed . or maybe … he just wanted to be around her a little longer . wyatt had very wishy washy feeling when it came to being around mia . he either didn’t want to be around her , he didn’t want to see her , or hear her voice because there was something about it that hurt him . a reminder of what he had lost . but on the other side of the spectrum , he wanted to see her , be around her , hear her voice just a little while longer because the reality hit that , things would never be the same anymore . because he did miss her . wyatt wasn’t one to throw around the world love , he didn’t feel it at the drop of a hat but he did love mia and he didn’t think he’d be able to stop loving her . she’d always have a piece of him with her . ( he just had to learn to leave without that piece , ) and maybe one day he would get to that point . maybe one day , things wouldn’t be so hard . maybe one day he wouldn’t torture himself over something that he won’t ever have again , something , someone he had to let go of .
pulling his hand away , he put the cash back into his wallet before sliding it back into his pocket . he knew that she wouldn’t let him pay , she offered after all , but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try . it was reflex for him to pay for himself . wyatt wasn’t a big fan of handouts or more so , he wasn’t a big fan of feeling like he owed someone something … but this was different . he had to put his pride to the side for now . they told each other that they’d try . they’d try to be better around each other . to not fight or argue . and wyatt knew better than to ever think that mia would buy him something , her treat . and then expect something out of him . he knew her well enough to know that that wasn’t her . wyatt trusted mia . which was ironic , being that their breakup was built on distrust for each other . and maybe he’d be a liar if he said that there wasn’t a part of him that didn’t completely trust her . ( not that mia wasn’t a trustworthy person in the grand scheme of things , ) she was a very trustworthy person . but wyatt had a hard time trusting anyone . it was easier to feel as though no one was completely trustworthy than to put your trust in someone , only to be disappointed by the outcome . he had felt , he’d done that for too many people time and time again , and he couldn’t bare to do it anymore . he was tired .
sitting down , wyatt looked out the window for a moment . watching as a few people walked down the sidewalks , entering whatever shops they ended up wandering into . ⏤ when hearing what she was saying , wyatt looked at the girl again . at first he was quiet … as if he was either taking in everything she was saying or he was trying to hold back something . and honestly , it could’ve been a little bit of both . wyatt was still unsure if he could believe it . what did she have to stick around for ? why would she want to ? he wasn’t worth her time , he knew that . friendship or otherwise , he didn’t feel like he was worth it and he figured if anyone knew how unworthy he was , it’d be mia . she knew him better than most . she’d seen him in a lot of different positions . although , they had both kept things from each other during their relationship , that didn’t mean that she didn’t see a lot still . ⏤ “ okay , if you have to prove something to yourself than i won’t stop you . “ he nodded a little , pressing his lips together for a moment before swallowing a little and bringing the coffee up to his lips , taking a small sip of the hot liquid . placing it back down on the table , he couldn’t help the sigh that fell from his lips as he shook his head and looked into her eyes . “ but you should know , it wasn’t you that hurt me . i’ve always done a pretty great job of doing that to myself . you just … you ended up getting stuck in the middle of my own shit . i shouldn’t have put you in that position . “ it was true , wyatt was hurt , but he blamed himself more than anything . it was just easier getting angry at her than continuing to beat himself up . “ and i could never hate you , mia . do you ever piss me off ? sure , and i’m sure i piss you off constantly but hating you isn’t something i can do . even if , something i think that’d make things a lot easier . if i could just hate you and forget about you , not care . but that’s not that case … so , you don’t have to keep thinking any of that . it’s resolved . feel free to let yourself off the hook . you don’t have to stick around . no hard feelings . “
if you have to prove something to yourself ; that sentence caught a lot of her attention, and it would be a lie to say it didn't bother her. mia's ever-expressive eyebrows twitched, as well as her lips curled, and now it was her turn to let a heavy, long breath echo through the space between them. mia didn't want to prove exactly anything to herself with the whole situation. she just wanted to lessen the wars she had been waging on just about everything in her life. would it be that hard for him to realize that she simply wanted to have his presence back?? it was difficult for mia to say her wishes with all her words, but as time went on she saw that she would have no other choice. wyatt was too suspicious, too withdrawn and mia couldn't deny that at some point in her relationship with him it started to wear on her. it wasn't easy to deal with someone like that, but she just liked him so much that she let it go, and did everything she could to make sure she was there. but, somehow, that wasn’t enough. she didn't feel enough, and then everything went downhill. mia started to weigh in if it was really worth living like that. there came a time when, unfortunately, only love no longer justified living in constant struggle.
thinking about struggle was quite ironic, since none of that went away when they were done. despite all the problems, her parents liked wyatt, and that was one more point in his favor. ending a relationship was never easy, especially when mia still loved him and felt like a failure for not being able to keep what they had, not even their complicity. as she listened to him speak, she pushed some more of the liquid down her throat, feeling that the caffeine helped her keep her thoughts in order to continue to conduct the conversation well. for a moment, she wondered if she was really doing the right thing. deep down, she felt so, because sitting there facing him and having a civil conversation after all this time just felt right. it was familiar, it made her comfortable and she liked that feeling. mia felt that was what she had been missing in her life lately. it was a relief to hear from his mouth that he didn't hate her, and something deep inside ( long asleep ) stirred when he let it be understood that he hadn't been able to forget her either. romano had to restrain herself, not let her hopes get too high, much less lose the line of the limits she needed to leave drawn. they would be friends, and that's all. mia didn't want to feel that her loneliness made her put everything to waste with any kind of relapse. they were fine like this, wyatt didn’t need her to mess things up in his life with something that had to stay in the past. maybe they just weren't meant to be and everything was fine.
“ i don't want to prove anything. ” she replied at last, shaking her head slightly. she made her eyes rise from the cup between her hands, meeting his warm browns, sustaining the exchange of looks that a sincere conversation needed to have. “ you also got into the mess my own life was in. i think we both started at the wrong time, neither of us was ready to get into a serious relationship. on my part, at least, i can assure you that it was all for real. i still like you, wyatt, whether you want to believe it or not. but it’s kind of caring, something different, you know? shit, we're human, it's practically impossible to get rid of 100% of things. ” she finished with another sigh, rolling her eyes slightly. “ you actually pissed me off a lot, but you also made me laugh just as much. i think you must have a gift for that. ” mia let out a small amused smile. a silence stretched for a moment, when mia tried to find her next words. “ okay. if that's what you want, i can do it. but i need you to know, that i really want to be your friend again. no hard feelings. ”
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** nik ;
he laughed, rolling his eyes with a nod. “you aren’t wrong there.” he noted. he clapped his hands together, eyes growing wide with mock excitement. “really? oh, i’d be honored, mia. oh finally i have my dream job.” he smirked. he was sarcastic, that was one of his many traits, but it was always in good fun. playful banter was what he lived for, and he dished it out whenever he could. he nodded his head quickly. “yes, please. i’m starving. what are you thinking?” he asked curiously, gesturing towards the door. “fast food? chinese? tacos? choice is yours, my treat.” he hummed smiling at her.
mia genuinely had fun with nik's company, which recently was a rare thing to happen. between the somewhat tiring shifts in gepetto's and the loneliness she faced inside her house and locked in her room to get her studies up to date, mia was grateful for being able to have moments of simple recreation with the people she liked and who were doing her well. as she walked beside nik out of the tape it, mia laughed at the boy's reply, feeling the soft evening breeze touching her hair. at cornell it seemed that wherever you were you could smell the sea, and that was one of the few things she loved about that place. “ well, you can call me a fairy godmother, then. ” she joked, wrinkling her nose to think of what would be most appropriate for the size of her hunger. “ everything you said made my stomach turn over, but to be honest i'm dreaming of a really big double cheeseburger today. what do you think? and maybe a jar of cookie dough ice cream to have as dessert later. i’m not really in the mood for being healthy tonight. ”
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What do you mean, “it just drifts away like they all do”?
Palm Springs (2020) dir. Max Barbakow
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text | are u sure about that 👀
rikkie: hey
rikkie: thanks for being there the other day
rikkie: sorry you had to deal with that chaos
mia: you don't have to thank me
mia: well, you're fine now, aren't you?
mia: wich means i can keep annoying you forever. that was my goal the entire time, marx.
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** nik ;
“you think far too highly of me, mia. i’m worth a half eating mcdouble and some stale fries, so any bet is better than that.” he mused at her response. in his mind, that was the truth, and there wasn’t any amount of arguing that would change his mind. he waited for the other worker to come up before nodding his head at the guy and handing him the keys before making his way over to where mia stood. “it’s highly suspect. their a pretty good band, and i have quite a bit of their music interlaced in my playlist.” he noted, leaning against the bin. he was always happy to help when it came to music, especially since it was all he ever really thought about. “if you need to update your playlist, i’m always down to give some suggestions. i have far too much knowledge on music, and i’m just waiting to give it all out.” he chuckled.
mia was distracted by passing the records on the shelf, until she heard nik's voice address her again. she raised an eyebrow at the boy's reply, internally disagreeing with what he said, even though she was fully aware that it didn't make much difference to argue with him about that point. she smiled weakly, just shaking her head negatively, to emphasize how much she didn't agree with that view at all. “ you are dealing with me for a long time, nothing more natural than i think far too highly of you. ” was what she said, stretching the tongue childishly towards nik. when she realized they were already free to go, she put her hands in the pockets of the jacket she wore. “ they’re really good, and the band’s name makes it even more interesting. well, as it is, i’m promoting you to my professional playlist consultant. ” she smiled with her tongue stuck between her teeth. “ ready to go? i thought about going somewhere along the way, buying something to eat since i’m feeling too lazy to cook. ”
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Who do you think are the three top people to date?
hmm, now this is an interesting question. i’m gonna say @fvckingnix , @romanofm , & @ofwyatts . fenix maybe a bad boy who has a temper, but you at least know he’ll kill for you. mia just has that sad girl vibe that you just want to take care of and fix . then wyatt, because who doesn’t love a dark and twisty disney prince.
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Daughter// Landfill
“Cause this is torturous electricity
Between both of us and this is
Dangerous ‘cause I want you so much
But I hate your guts
I hate you…”
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** nik;
nik had spent most of his day at work, which was a usual for him. between bills and saving for a car, it was essential he worked as much as possible. of course , he always found time for his friends, whether that was on his day off, or like right now when they would come into work and talk with him. it was no surprise to him when he heard mia’s voice. he chuckled as he leaned against the counter, looking at her. “oh, i’m good, just hanging out at work, per usual.” he hummed. he chuckled at her offer, before nodding his head. “sounds like a plan to me, romano. but, if you’re willing to put your money where your mouth is on that game, i’m even more down.” he teased, pushing himself on the counter to help one last customer as the guy who was replacing him came through the door. “looks like it’s your lucky day, today. i believe i’m just about to get off.” he said with a chuckle.
mia imagined that working on tape it would be much more fun than working at the pizza parlor. people seemed to be more good looking and having a little music while working certainly made a big difference in the environment. as she studied and started to take chances with some paintings, mia was gaining a little more confidence for, maybe one day, she could give her boss a nice kick in the ass. she lived in a constant love-hate relationship with him, and deep down she knew she was one of his best employees. having discounts on pizza casters was sometimes a welcome benefit, but mia wanted to be able to live from her art in peace and soon. “ put money against you? never, your price is invaluable to me, nik. i'm afraid of committing some injustice by betting less than you deserve. ” mia remarked with a laugh, walking away a few minutes to take a look at the records around the place while she waited for nik to be released. “ hey, what band is this by the way? i need to update my playlists. ”
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** wyatt;
⏤ 🥀 ⏤
mia had grown up feeling as though she had to be tough , that she had to push her way through the suffering or even keep that suffering to herself and in a sense , wyatt was the same . but at the same time it was a very different way of growing up . it actually made sense that they were both the way they were . wyatt grew up holding everything in because he was fearful of what would happen if he said anything . he also grew up around parents that didn’t battle through any of their hardships , instead they let everything drown them and they turned to uglier things in order to make the drowning somewhat bearable … ( or maybe they were just making it worse for themselves because they didn’t care enough to make it better . ) either way , that’s what he grew up around . he grew up learning to make everything ten times more difficult on himself than it had to be . he grew up learning to blow things up when they got too easy . he also learned a lot about distrust , insecurities in himself , and forever feeling convinced that something would eventually go horribly wrong . he was always waiting for the other shoe to drop … which more than likely , didn’t help his relationship with mia all that much . the two had flaws , they still had a few of them if not all of them , maybe it wasn’t all that surprising that they didn’t last ? put them together and the concoction is bound to explode at some point .
it had been awhile since they were together , wyatt knew that . but that didn’t change the fact that he still held onto the past . it didn’t change that he still cared about her . it also didn’t change the fact that there were some grudges he was still holding onto . there was a mixture of things he was holding onto when it came to mia . grudges , hurt , regret , and even love . but he knew he couldn’t dive into all of that . scared of the possibility that it’d mess with his head . there was a reason wyatt didn’t get into relationships , he knew he was fucked up . he knew that , even though he’d like to grow and learn from his experiences , he really hadn’t yet . hell , in some way he was becoming just like his parents , in the mindset that he’d rather let everything drown him , rather than looking it in the face and trying to change or even come to terms with it . in order to be better . ⏤ another reason the two probably didn’t work out , wyatt’s undeniable stubbornness .
letting out the smallest of laughs , he nodded his head . he was also trying to lighten the mood . she was right , they couldn’t keep arguing out in the middle of the street , in front of a coffee shop . and who knows ? maybe they could find some middle ground here ? find that friendship they once had before the break up , before even the relationship . or maybe that’s just what wyatt was telling himself , trying to get himself to believe it ? in the moment , he didn’t know why he was even agreeing to all of this … it was easier to just run away from it all . but deep down , maybe he just didn’t want to lose another person that was an important piece in his life . maybe he just didn’t want to feel so alone ? maybe it was because he still cared about her ? he still had feelings ? or maybe he just wanted his friend back ? he couldn’t really pinpoint where he was coming from right now and he didn’t really feel like exploring why . “ i know , but i guess we’ll have to see for sure if you like that challenge when it’s me or us or whatever . see if it’s even worth it . i don’t know ? i hope you don’t change your mind . “ wyatt said , pretty honestly as they got up to the spot to order . before ordering , wyatt looked at the girl . “ but they aren’t always a bad thing either . “ he shrugged , maybe if he was different , if he changed how he was , they’d still be ok . ordering what he wanted , he let her go next as he pulled out some cash from his wallet and handed it to the cashier . “ wanna sit by the window ? “
they just had to wait for the only person before them in line to fulfill their request, so that they could finally do the same. the delicious smell of coffee that gave off in every corner of better beans aroused in mia the desire to stay there all day, with a good book in hand and a cup of coffee that made the girl feel warm inside. her passion for caffeine was undeniable, and during the night when it was the only time she could have peace to study, it was a welcome ally. maybe her addiction started from that habit developed recently, but the truth is that mia was beginning to be a recurring figure in that space of the city. maybe that's why she didn't even have to tell the attendant which drink she would like to have, since most of the people there in some way already knew the brunette. so, while she waited, mia had time to think about what wyatt had just said.
in one side, she felt a little upset that alves still thought that at some point all of that would stop being worth it to her. if he stopped to think for a few minutes, he would understand that it wouldn’t make sense for her to invite him in with her if she didn’t think it would be worth it. but after all they've been through, mia was aware of how wyatt used to act and think. so she knew that one of her biggest efforts would be to always make it very clear to him that she didn’t intend to be stupid enough to leave again, not if he didn’t want her to go and let her know what his was will. the time she had with her therapist, even though it had been short ( since she was still quite reluctant to open her life to anyone ), made her understand that certain matters in her life needed to have a conclusion. if it went by herself, she would never be there trying to resume whatever it was with wyatt, since for a long time he had been the subject that hurt her the most and that she wanted at all costs to forget and avoid. mia even managed to do these two things successfully for a long time, but cornell was too small and anywhere she went had something that reminded her of him and all her effort was wasted in a matter of seconds. therefore, mia realized that the only way to end all that anguish ( and, as much as she didn't want to think about it now, the lack that wyatt certainly represented in her life ) was to face that problem once and for all. mia romano was an obstinate person, sure of everything she did in her life, and was sure she wouldn’t change her mind.
“ i said i would pay, alves. save this. ” she punctuated, stepping forward to hand a few dollars towards the attendant, ending any intention that wyatt might have to do it in her place. with a satisfied smile, she took a first sip of coffee, feeling the liquid slide smoothly down her throat. oh yes, coffee was undoubtedly nature's best invention. mia was surprised again when it came from her ex to invite her to sit somewhere in the coffee shop, taking a few seconds to agree. “ yes... of course. ” she replied, clearing her throat slightly before taking a few steps, settling into one of the booth seatings by the window. her hands nestled the slightly hot cup, and mia nibbled on the corner of her lip as she tried to externalize everything she had thought of at that moment. “ can i be honest with you? ” she was quick to cut the silence, not wanting the atmosphere between the two to get odd. “ i've tried several ways to have peace, but just ignoring what happened didn't work. so i think this is the best way to try to resolve this issue. i don't want to keep thinking that i hurt you and that you hate me because of it. so yes, i don't think i'll change my mind that easy. ”
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* ⠀ ── 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 @nikcuri
after an intense day at geppeto's where she had to attend a family with two children who didn’t know how to behave in a public establishment, all mia wanted was to forget all the moments that she had to ask to the exemplary parents control the two little brats and have a little peace. usually ( and as surprising as that information was ), mia got along well with kids and was able to interact with them, besides liking the little ones when they weren't trying to put her workplace down. the idea of demanding an increase grew with each passing day and with every additional stain of juice or sauce on her apron. it was with this idea in mind that mia entered tape it, feeling her mood improve a lot with the sound of the ambient music playing, some alternative rock band that she still didn't have the pleasure of knowing, but that she would certainly google later. every time she entered that place, the brunette spent hours enchanted by the variety of records and couldn’t resist leaving the place a few dollars poorer. that time, however, her goal was different and a smile ( dedicated only to the moments when she was willing to get what she wanted ) adorned her face when she leaned over the counter to talk to the boy on the other side . “ nik! how are you? today i had a horrible day and only my favorite friend in the whole world could save me. what do you tell me to get out of here and have a pizza and video game night? please, i need to relax by beating your ass in any game you choose. ”
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** wyatt;
⏤ 🥀 ⏤
mia was honestly better at all this than wyatt , or at least she seemed to be better at it all . she matured through all the hell they endured , through the good and bad of their relationship . she pushed herself up and learned from the situation . meanwhile , wyatt liked to think he learned from it but really he just picked up a very pessimistic view on relationships , love , and letting people in . really , in a lot of ways he was still stuck in the past rather than pushing forward and trying to move forward . it was something he definitely needed to work on but it was a lot harder to do than he had thought it would be . truth be told , mia was a lot stronger than wyatt was as a person . wyatt tended to let the world swallow him whole . even if he denied it … he did .
he let everything suffocate him until he couldn’t breathe anymore because instead of facing things he pushed them away , ran from them , or completely disregarded it . ( is that healthy ? ) not at all , but wyatt wasn’t the healthiest person at times . he had always struggled , he had always been accustom to drowning . even if it was mostly internally . there was an ongoing battle with himself at all times and when he was with mia … there were times she’d stop the war he put himself through and other times when she’d ignite it but he couldn’t let go of those little moments she’d clear it all for him . again , going back to how he more than likely relied on her far too much and he shouldn’t have . not because she wasn’t reliable , she was . mia was a great girlfriend and friend . they both just broke at the seams in the end because they were both obviously not ready for something like that . but it was more so , wyatt had to learn to feel some kind of self comfort or love for himself as well . he couldn’t rely on mia or anyone else for that matter to take all that weight for him .
“ i can’t promise it’ll be easy … but i’m willing to try too . “ he said , swallowing what felt like a brick in the back of his throat . he didn’t know why it felt like someone was squeezing his heart and twisting but everything about this , it felt a lot like giving up . which honestly , that was probably what was needed . for both of them to completely surrender to it all . putting his hand out , wyatt reached his hand out to shake hers as if they were making a deal . “ truths to not ripping each others hair out today ? “ wyatt continued . it was nice knowing she didn’t hate him because honestly , he hated himself for letting everything get to where it was but at the same time there was a part of him that wanted her to hate him . it’d make it a hell of a lot easier . or , that’s what that pessimistic part of his brain told him . ⏤ walking in behind her , he grabbed the door and held it open , letting her go in the rest of the way before going in after her . “ yeah , you know me , not a huge fan of change . “
one of the things she admired most about her dad was how he was always strong, unshakable, as if he could take anything that life gave him. she knew the complicated story that the father side of her family had to deal with when leaving sorrento to settle in america, and she had no words to describe how much she admired them all. in a way, she had inherited that strength from the romanos. not that her mother’s side of the family was weak, but had something in the way the romanos dealt with suffering and difficulties that was in fact different, even more optimistic. mia was in the habit of simply suffering in silence, as if the slightest weakness she showed would make her less worthy. in her relationship with wyatt, this trait had been a huge obstacle that she knew had a big role in creating an even greater distance between them. she never really managed to say everything she felt, everything she had suffered from the problems they faced and still felt that she had it all stuck in her throat.
this, however, wasn’t the time for this and she wouldn’t spoil everything just by digging into the past and bringing it all up. mia liked to think that she was doing well, that she didn't need to think about all that chaos anymore and that no good would ever get into that subject anymore. she had managed to go through it all without having to expose herself, so it was okay and she could go on like this, dealing with her problems alone as she always has been. bottling everything was the easiest way she found to deal with things, especially while still living with her parents and seeing how they didn't have time for her teenage dramas. wyatt knew about the surface, he knew about the frustrations she let out in the middle of the arguments they had, but in her mind it was enough. things have already gone wrong only with superficial frustrations, and she was frustrated that she was unable to save what they had. now, however, that page was turned ( at least she thought it was ) and if she had the possibility to rescue at least the friendship they had now, it was what she would do without having to sink into the past again.
hearing that he was willing to try had also been enough for mia to go ahead with it, since she didn't want to feel like she was forcing herself into wyatt’s life again. “ i dated you, wyatt. i know that the last thing this is going to be is easy. but i don’t care, if you’re allowing me, it’s what matters. and i love a challenge, by the way. ” she said sincerely, because she felt that in many moments it was what was missing between the two. and this time she would try to correct some mistakes. “ agreed. i just hope that you fulfill your part of the agreement. ” said trying to lighten the previously heavy mood, finally letting herself into the coffee shop after shaking hands with the boy. mia would respect his limits, and if it didn't work out, she had at least tried. but damn, how she wanted it to work. the reasons were still not very clear to her, but it was what she wanted and mia was already tired of fighting with herself about that. “ changes aren’t always a good thing, sometimes we need to keep some habits. and in that case it's a good thing, because at least i won't need to update this on my list. ” she said as they crossed the place together, which magically wasn’t so crowded at the time.
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** rikkie ;
mia made her laugh, when she got like this. when she started drinking, and the scathing banter was more flirty than angry. “ i’d like to see you try, babe.” rikkie chuckled, her arm wrapping around the woman in the seat next to her. “ i’m not bragging, i’m being honest.” she’d be a liar if she said that mia’s tendency to be vocal didn’t also work in her favor. the amused men on the other side of the bar receive a scathing look from the blonde, and she feels her blood boiling. she feels like she’s about to walk over there and start a fight. she picks up the glass and follows after her, her green eyes looking up and down mia’s body. it wasn’t lost on her that the other woman was stunning, and most of the time she didn’t understand how she’d pulled this off. not that she mentioned that, it would inflate mia’s ego too much. but she didn’t mind thinking about it, because fuck, she was excited for where she knew the night would inevitably lead them. she leans over the pool table, to pick up a cue, she hadn’t tried all too hard when it came to the night out. her usual uniform of skintight black jeans, open black button up, and notched eyebrow gave her a very stereotypically soft butch look. she hadn’t worked that hard, beyond the usual effort she put in. because of that, she often wondered why mia chose to come home with her. maybe it was the immaculate head she had alluded to. when mia asks her if she knows how to play, she has to laugh. “ no idea. but i’m a quick study, so you could totally teach me.”
for a few brief minutes, she felt everything swirl smoothly around her, largely due to her somewhat clumsy steps. her lousy habit of leaving her combat boots laces untied had taken it’s toll now, but mia managed to stay upright. she felt that if she stayed there any longer, rikkie would end up getting in trouble, and being the reason of that was her last wish at the moment. mia was used to that kind of discomfort, and she knew how to handle that type of guy very well. nothing that a beautiful kick in the balls would not solve. “ take it easy, hottie. the last thing i need is to save you from a black eye. ” she said. something told her that eventually they would pester again, but she didn't want to worry about that now. trying to pretend she didn't feel rikkie's eyes on her, mia laughed to herself at low tone, leaving the bottle of tequila on the edge of the pool table, leaning her hip on the wood while studying the other with her almost feline eyes. she couldn't deny it, rikkie's almost sloppy style was too attractive to ignore. she didn't need to put the least amount of effort into her appearance to attract her attention, and that was fucking annoying. “ do you want me to teach you? ” she asked, amusement overflowing in her tone. “ that’s a first. they say i have the needle-sized patience to teach things. are you sure about that, marx? can you handle me? ”
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