#if people want it i'll explain what actually happened to nathan in all of this

[nathanknowsitall]

Company

Summary: Nathan and you are strangers who end up sharing a hotel room together.

You were checking in way later than you had planned after your flight was canceled, postponed, and every other type of scheduling change that could happen to it did after a storm had disrupted your path.

It was 2 in the morning and you felt utterly miserable as you tiredly dragged your luggage through the lobby of the nice hotel that you were supposed to be sleeping in tonight. Emphasis on supposed to.

Because as soon as you approached the front desk, the concierge tells you that there are no rooms available for tonight.

"I have a reservation for tonight though."

The concierge doesn't even flinch as they repeat the same thing over about there being no rooms.

You pull out your phone and show them your booking.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we must've made a mistake on our end. All of our rooms are filled." The concierge finally motions to the computer, "But I will definitively check your reservations for the rest of the week and comp you for tomorrow."

As they calmly explain this to you, you can feel a part of yourself dying, but you try to remain calm as you look at another customer passing through the lobby.

"Do you know another place I can stay at tonight then?", you ask, yawning your way through your request.

This is when the concierge stiffens and becomes awkward. "Umm...once again, I am sorry for the inconvenience, but I fear there are no other rooms in the area. You know, with the storm and all."

You wanted to cry and scream and throw a tantrum on the floor like you were young again, but you held it together.

"Okay, do you mind if I stay in the lobby then?", you inquired as kindly as you could.

"Sure...", the concierge said unsurely. "Let me just ask my manager really quick," they said as they bolted off towards another room.

You were sure there was some more depressing news awaiting you as you stood there alone in the lobby. Actually, not alone.

"Hi...", the hotel guest you had seen earlier said carefully as he approached you. If you had the mental capacity, you would've said something like, "I don't bite", to ease the obvious tension that he was feeling, but alas, you didn't. Actually, you didn't say anything at all, but he continued nonetheless.

"Umm...I may have overheard your situation when I was passing through and I was wondering if maybe you'd be interested in sharing my room? My manager always books me a room with two beds for me and my two cats, but, if you need it, it's free."

The relief that flooded through you at the offer almost made you cry.

"If it's not too much trouble?", you countered, giving him an out if he needed one.

He smiled kindly back at you. He had an awfully nice smile. A nice smile to compliment a nice man. Fitting.

"No trouble at all. If you're allergic to cats, I have some allergy pills if you need them and I have some cages that they can sleep in."

You laughed impolitely, "You're allergic to cats but you have two of them?"

He blushed, "Oh, no, I'm not allergic, but some of the people I work with are, so I keep them handy."

You genuinely smiled. He actually seemed like a nice guy. A nice looking guy. A nice behaving guy. Maybe it was just that time of night where you were getting so delirious that you were attracted to anything nice a person did, but you could already feel yourself falling in love with this guy. Your crude thoughts were interrupted by the concierge coming back.

"Unfortunately, our manager doesn't want anyone-oh, what do you need, sir?", the concierge said as they turned their attention from you to the man.

"Oh, nothing. But this-what is your name?", he asked you.

"Y/N L/N."

"Y/N L/N is going to be staying in my second bed."

The concierge looked at you concerned, but then shrugged their shoulders.

"Okay, I'll just update Mr. Fielder's room information and you can go. Have a nice night you two."

You rolled your eyes at the way the concierge's tone had made it sound like there was something romantic was going on, because there wasn't. But a tiny part of you sure hoped there would be.

Notes: Hi! I know I haven't posted in a long time, but here is a little blurb for an idea that I had for Nathan Fielder. I just caught up with "The Curse" today and felt motivated to post about him. Let me know what you think! Bye! <3

#nathan fielder #nathan fielder/reader #nathan fielder x reader #tina writes #nathan fielder fanfiction #i've fallen in love with nathan fielder this year #that's the only update i can give to you that matters #fanfiction #fanfic #nathan fielder fic #fic #nathan fielder fanfic

[somethinginscoutcounty]

Client Notes by Dr. Jenny B. Taylor

July 26, 2024

Patient notes and entries for my newest client Erik Karim-Belyaev. Coming to me for aid in managing and processing grief and potential trauma from going missing early to mid-spring in a local national park and forest on a camping trip with friends. After our evaluation and compatibility meeting last week, and seeing a match, we discussed surface-level information.

Erik explained that he has no true memory of getting lost or any of the days that he and his group were missing, however, he stated that he has occasional nightmares of being in the forest but claims that he never gets any actual information out of them. I saw a possibility that these dreams might be his brain bringing some memories and details back into his awareness but are still, possibly, repressed. I chose not to question any further and will have that be a talking point when Erik becomes more comfortable sharing things with me.

I didn't bring up many things from his synopsis or ask much of him because we were not yet familiar with each other so there was not much to talk about. Most of the session was talking about his support systems post-rescue in which he shared details about his mother, father, and best friend and college roommate, Nathan. Erik talked about how since leaving the hospital all three have been helping him recover mentally, emotionally, and physically both after hospital leave and after the funeral of lost friends. I remarked that it was good that he had such close people being a part of his healing process.

Erik made a remark that his support group was very small, I did mention that any amount of support is good and that I would technically count as a fourth, however, it was when asking if maybe there could be others that he could reach out to he seemed to be caught up in a thought that came to him for a few seconds before he shook his head and said that there weren't any that he could think of.

After a while of back and forth, our time was up and we needed to depart. I'll spend some sessions trying to make a bond with him so that we can work on his trauma more effectively.

August 10, 2024

Another meeting with Erik. We have built up quite a lot of trust over the past few sessions and have begun to talk more about how the trip has affected him since its occurrence.

Erik talked about his friends. He told me that he had known one of them, Michael, since middle school, where he later met his sister, Gracy. He later explained that Gracy would meet Frankie in their high school years and she promptly joined the friend group.

Erik noticeably was choked up when talking about them but when I asked if he wanted to leave it for now he said no, stating "Talking about it... out loud... everything.... it helps. It helps a little.". Erik then went in depth about how exactly he met Michael. "We had this one class. He sat next to me and both of us never listened half the time and I was doodling... something from a thing I liked back then and then Mikey just... he saw what I was drawing and we started talking about it, turns out he liked it too and so we just talked the whole class, then we found out that we both had the same lunch period after that, we talked through that... and then it just... happened. We were just friends. By the time summer came around we just were..." to which Erik interlaced his hands together to gesture that they were very close. I asked about Gracy to which Erik explained that they developed their friendship through her sitting at lunch with him and Michael and so that bond came with his relationship with Michael.

I could tell that talking about his friends with someone in depth helped him get some of the pain from what happened away, I wanted to leave it at that since he seemed in a positive place for now. I gave him some words of encouragement so that he would stay there and maybe be ready for the more difficult and harder conversations the next time I see him.

#something in scout county #slenderverse #slenderseries

[daily-rubbersoul-redux]

Sumi had her hands shoved into her pockets as she waited in the alleyway that afternoon.  This... would be it.  She would end this, here and now.  She just... hoped he would actually show up.

“Greetings Yukikara.” 

She turned her head towards the direction of the voice, perking up a bit when she saw it was coming from Nathan, note in hand.  “Hey.” She pulled her right hand from her pocket, giving a wave.  “Glad to see you’re doing well.”

“....I’ll cut to the chase.  What do you know about, well.... Everything that has been going on with me?”  He had more of a clue now than previously, considering that his memories had slowly been returning to him since the... incident a few days ago. But even still... It felt like some crucial clues were missing.  Not to mention that whatever had done this to him was being completely silent, despite his best efforts to get anything out of it.  

Sumi sighed, averting her gaze a bit.  “I gotta admit, not much.  I’m... Not the smartest.  But even so... I think I know a way to stop it.  One that doesn’t involve violence, or anyone else’s help.  On that’ll make things right.”  She turned to fully face him.  This was it.  The one thing she could do to help.  A determined look in her eyes, she straightened her posture, and throwing forward her arm to point at Nathan.  “Alright, listen up! I have a proposal for you!  If you give Nathan back all of his memories, even the ones that were from when you were in control of him, and leave his body so he can have his life normally again, then...

I’ll let you inhabit MY body instead.  Cause you want to be perfect, right?  So if you agree to this, you’ll have brains AND brawn.”  

What? ....No, she wasn’t talking to him.  She was talking to... 

“Yukikara, what are you doing?  Do you even know if this thing is capable of leaving my body?  And even then, do you not have a sense of self preservation at all!?”  This was insane... To do this for someone that had been so cruel to her previously... Did she actually sustain some sort of damage to her brain when she got attacked a few days ago?

Sumi’s face held the same determined look as she gave Nathan as a smile. “Nah, this is just the best thing for everyone.  Best thing I can do alone, anyways.  And I can’t trust anyone else to handle this, at least in a way that’ll lead to a happy ending.”  

Before he could even open his mouth to respond, however, Nathan once again felt himself being thrust out of control of his body.  

It would be a strain, but the creature wanted a chance to negotiate before they made a decision.  “I have to admit, that offer IS quite enticing... Not to mention that I do find you to be interesting...”  He brought his hand up to his chin, contemplating.  “But I must ask... What do you get out of this?  I would think you would not do this without good reason, no? Besides, as far as you know I will simply do the same to you that I did to him.”

“Yeah, I know.  I can’t exactly force you to leave my memories be and stuff, but... I feel that this is the best thing I CAN do in the situation.  Plus.... Lets just say I have a gut feeling that something else is going on.  Cause... You had no reason to get me to the hospital that other day.”

He seemed taken aback. “How exactly... were you aware that that was me?”

Sumi grinned. “Easy, there’s no way that Nathan would be able to carry me.  And I know that you’re stronger, so... I’m not THAT dumb, heh.”

He contemplated for a few more seconds.  The deal seemed good, and in all honesty.... He was curious about that odd person who had attacked Yukikara.  “...Fine then, I believe we have ourselves a deal.”  Without hesitation, he grabbed onto Sumi’s arm, and.... 

Within a matter of seconds, Nathan once again found himself in control of his own body.  And....

Oh.

O h .

He..... He needed to process this.  All of this.  Oh dear lord.

Sumi, meanwhile was.... huh, actually, she felt about the same.

“....Once I gain enough of my power back, I am going to need to speak through you in order to apologize to Kanpeki.”

She jumped a bit, not expecting to just have... A voice in her head now.  “Oh, uh, sure I guess? But.... Why?”

“.....It seems he was not the only one being manipulated in all of this.”

[ARC: END]

#anticlimactic? maybe lol but #this arc is just a springboard for the next majot one for sumi anyways :] #heehoo anyways #we're just gonna have some shenanigan arcs now #i hope u r prepared for what will essentially be dumb shit + character interactions #anyways #if people want it i'll explain what actually happened to nathan in all of this #plus like maybe the original ideas for the arc n stuff too #[actual lore?] story post #[rebellious musician] sumi yukikara #[not good enough] nathan kanpeki #[true perfection] nathan(???) #gonna have to give creature a new tag #i'll wait till it's real name is revealed lol

[miss-kittys-magical-library]

Last Christmas

Word Count: 3100

Warnings: Language some smut and loads of angst

A/N: This took me two days to write. 🤣 Once again @robertsheehanownsmyass helped in so many ways and I continue to love her for it! This time @elliethesuperfruitlover was my sounding board too ☺️

Tag list: @joz-stankovich @bisexualnathanyoung @frogs--are--bitches @magic-multicolored-miracle @nightmonsters

Chapter 4: Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

“Of all the places to eat in Sin City, you chose fucking Taco Bell,” disdain. “Don't you have those in The UK?”

“Not with a bloody margarita bar inside,” Nathan held up a giant plastic cup full of strawberry watermelon tequila and syrup. Violet lived for every time he spoke a word with the “AR” sound.

“IT'S A T’GO MARGARITA! I can just go anywhere I want and leave with booze. Fucking beauty if you treat her right,” Nathan’s eyes sparkled. “And there's no problem that can't be solved with a bit o’ t’go booze.” He shoved an entire soft taco in his mouth that smiled from ear to ear.

“Are you gonna have better manners tomorrow at my sister’s place?” Violet looked at Nathan unexpectedly hearing her own mother’s voice escape from inside and she frowned.

She had avoided bringing up anything of her own that was personal. These feelings for Nathan that were suffocating her could be held at bay for 36 more hours. He prodded her for information a few times since they woke up. She dodged every one, even going so far as to offer him head in exchange.

(Still only Christmas eve. The snow had stopped inside as Nathan drifted deep in slumber. Violet grateful because how could they explain a woman freezing to death while he was alive?)

Nathan nodded with a bit too much enthusiasm. “I'll be mature and polite!” His smile resembled Bruce in Finding Nemo. “If you tell me what I'm walking into?” There it was.

“None of your business,” Violet plopped a piece of sushi in her mouth.

Nathan sneered, “Bet that tastes like bad snatch. If we're playing happy families, I'm gonna need to know some details!!”

“You're just a guy who got stuck with me until the 26th. I'm not telling them you're my boyfriend or anything.”

“Oh TWICE you're gonna just jab a knife in my heart, huh?”

Violet couldn't tell if that was sarcasm or a tease. She inhaled deeply and brushed her fingertip down Nathan’s cheek. “Fine. It's a bit more complicated than that, but it doesn't change anything about what happens after tomorrow.”

“I like complicated situations. It's my middle name!”

“Oh really?”

“No. it's Michael but, wouldn't you love to meet a guy named Nathan Complicated Young?”

“I didn't even plan on meeting Nathan MICHAEL Young,” it came out a whisper.

They stared at one another in silence for a few minutes over tacos and sushi and margaritas and wine. An alarm jolted Violet to reality indicating it was time for her show to come on.

“Hold those thoughts”

“In my wank bank, darling”

Violet ignored Nathan and turned on her tv “You're gonna want to see this guy. I swear you could be twins.”

A few hours later the pair laid up on the pillows. Tears glittered Violet's eyes that she tried to wipe away surreptitiously with her knuckle.

“My mom watches this garbage show because,” Nathan mimicked a high whine, “NAY-TAN HE LOOKS LIKE YOOO. Alright Ma, and you look like Catelyn Stark.”

“But he kinda does.”

“C’mon what's with that twat’s hair?!

Violet sat up and tugged Nathan on the top of the head, “What's with YOUR hair.”

“IT’S NOT EVEN MY HAIR!” he dramatically waved his hand around. In a blink of an eye his hair became longer, darker and curlier. The description would be a mess. “TA DA!”

Violet hid her shock as her heart raced in her ears. “That's a fucking bird’s nest,” she recovered but not before combing her fingers through the curls.

“Why must your compliments always be so damn backhanded, woman?!” he swatted her hand away.

Violet laid down alongside Nathan with one arm tucked against her body. She stretched her free one across his bare chest, face concealed in the crook of his arm. There was a small contented sigh as he engulfed her in his arms. A kiss planted on her forehead before he inhaled deeply.

Blissful silence for a few minutes.

“I don't even BELIEVE Darren’s dead.”

“She shot him FOUR TIMES!” Nathan was incredulous as he stretched a hand palm up towards the tv. “IN THE FUCKING HEAD!!”

Violet lifted herself so she could look Nathan right in the eye. “Well he ALSO came back from the dead!” She struggled to maintain sincerity. “He got shot a bunch of times then too. So for like, two years he only had one lung.”

Nathan’s eyebrows knit together in utter confusion. “ONE LUNG?!”

“Plenty of people supposedly live without lungs. It's the back of his head missing that might cause problems.”

There was an exaggerated groan as his eyes nearly rolled back in his head, “Worst Dublin accent too.”

“Why ye from there?” Violet mocked.

“Jaysus, no! We didn't even really have a steady home even when I wasn't homeless. Not until I was too much of a selfish prick t’appreciate it.”

“Wow, death really makes you self actualize.”

“Only until my dick wakes up.”

Before Violet could blink, Nathan flipped her so he could pin her to the bed. She swerved with ease each time Nathan bent to kiss her lips. Her cheeks. She slept with him once already; wouldn't give in again. Well, maybe a little as he landed finally on her neck. A bolt of pleasure shot through her entire body. That familiar ache between her legs as a small moan escaped her.

“Did ye shag me because ye fancy him then?” Nathan’s voice low in Violet's ear.

“That's for me to know, and you to figure out ten years from now in the shower.” Her hands entangled in the waves of dark curls to guide his lips up to her own.

Their tongues danced for what felt like ages. Violet gobsmacked by how subdued Nathan was being. A hand between her ass and the bed to lift her pelvis up towards his burgeoning erection. Another moan, this one into his mouth.

Nathan wriggled to free himself from his boxers as Violet took his tongue entirely in her mouth. The head of his cock labored against her panties, desperate to get inside. He almost settled for the wetness it created and a few times in response.

“Fuck,” he growled pumping his hips. “I t’ink sexy Irishmen who commit felonies get you off.”

Violet raked her nails along Nathan's shoulder blades. Dug them in when her body started to twitch and her sex throbbed from the intensity of being fucked with her underwear on. Nathan's cock hit her clit just right through the lingerie.

Violet's legs started to writhe as the heat in her core began to build. Nathan’s breathing heavy while hers came out in short bursts through mewls of pleasure. The rhythmic way he undulated his hips took on a swift pace. Instinct must have finally kicked in. Like he knew Violet was about to cum.

Except everything came to a sudden halt. Nathan rolled off Violet and replaced his body with two fingers in the same spot. He started to rapidly press them to the wet spot in the fabric like someone desperate to close an elevator door.

Violet gripped his forearm, but again an abrupt end as she felt herself cum.

“Tell me anything about you,” Nathan chose to interrogate her now.

“My-My parents died when I was a teenager. three of us were raised by our grandfather.”

Nathan rewarded Violet by slipping his fingers inside of her. They remained still. “You've got sisters? I had a brother, but some Ice Queen bitch blew him up. What are their names?”

“Rose.. Fern.. Iris and Lily.”

Another reward. Nathan’s fingers began to work her clit in slow circles counterclockwise. “Oh a garden of sexy sisters. They inta Irishman too?” He stopped.

“It's because we're from the Garden District in New Orleans,” Violet's words came out in short bursts. “They're.. two are married. Not Lily, she's younger than you are. Seventeen. Fern is a lesbian.”

“One in every family,” he said it so casually. As casually as the fingers that pumped in and out a bit too easily with how slick she was. Deep inside where they hooked just a bit and pulled back.

“Na- Nathan are you-” Violet started to squirm under his motions. Between the horribly slow circles just his fingertip made on her clit before delving inside and back. “Are you trying to find my G-spot?”

Nathan ignored her as he bit his lower lip in concentration. “Maybe. Sometimes I play stupid with a bird if I t’ink she may do the work for me. Show me around a bit.”

Violet ignored that she may have been hustled a bit in the sack. Maybe his eagerness and pride was what really caused him to be all messy about it.

Still his hand worked faster. She coiled right at the beginning of the explosion, again. Then nothing. This was too much power for someone so fucking arrogant.

“I'm asking the questions, love,” he muttered. “Tell us about your granddad.”

Violet closed her eyes, “He was a Civil Rights lawyer. My grandmother was a society woman. Charity balls all that shit.”

“Oh yer a posh bitch. Slumming it wit us street trash,” Nathan picked up again. His fingers a bit too aggressive. “Is that how you work for free but still can live in a flat like this?” his mouth rough in her neck. He bit with the ends of his teeth and sucked somewhat. “While us arseholes are figuring out how t’work the system so we can survive.”

“Nathan! It's not like that. I left a very well-paying job at a firm to help people like you that deserve a fair shake. That DA? Tony? He was one of my partners. Yeah, I saved up and worked HARD for this “posh flat”. Not everyone takes the easy way by doing a little fucking magic and stealing from other people.

Violet had shoved his hand away and sat up on her knees. “I did my research, Nathan. You didn't exactly grow up rough. Your mom’s a teacher and your dad is a successful novelist? You're just one of those dick middle class white guys who gets bored and fucks off because he can.”

“YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE. My dad leaving us. Mom and I never had a place to live until he started paying her. All the guys she dated. I just wanted it to be us.”

“MY PARENTS ARE DEAD, NATHAN. THEY'RE DUST. Have you even checked your phone? Your dad has called you probably 300 times not including the 20 since the trial ended yesterday. You get to fix things with them.”

Nathan growled and crossed his arms, “Fuck off. I'm not a charity case for you t’fix. I do alright on my own.”

“In jail because you're reckless. You know what happened to me when I was twenty-two?”

“I had t’finger fuck you just to find out ye had sisters. How am I supposed t’know what happened to ye years ago?”

“I was a widow. I got married like a moron when I turned 19. He already had a kid. My grandfather cut me off because education is worth more than a man! It is. I busted my ass to do the rest. AND raise a kid and a drug addict. You know what he did in return?”

Violet was on a roll. Hot tears threatened to spill over her cheeks and stung her eyes. The dark anger in Nathan’s took her by surprise. They were always so congenial if not a bit sad.,

“He drove in to a fucking semi on the highway with our son in the car. So forgive me for not being sympathetic to you being so fucking STUPID you got caught robbing a casino with a seven sided dice. And TWICE you've been too conceited to let your dad bail you out. You are better than this, Nathan. I know it.”

“HAPPY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!” Nathan shouted before throwing himself out of the bed. “I need a proper shower. Is that ok?!”

Violet looked at the clock. 2am. She waved him off, “I don't give a shit.”

She wished she could look back on that moment and say she didn't follow Nathan into the bathroom. That she never joined him in the shower. Or let him fuck her in silence and frustration and fury. That he never used his power to morph himself in a handful of ways, mocking Violet at every chance as their bodies pounded together until she came harder than ever. And most definitely did not fuck a third time after having slept angrily with their backs to each other.

-------

Nathan collapsed beside Violet still on all fours. Her arms waivered as adrenaline and serotonin drained from her body, and collected herself. How guilty she felt that his petulance made her wanton. The ring of the doorbell jarred them both back to reality.

“Oh don't get up. I'll answer it.” Violet threw the nearest shirt on and made her way to the foyer.

Nathan, in his boxers hurried behind her. “I'm a fucking guest. Ye expect me t’answer it?”

“You know a posh bitch like me doesnt answer doors on her own. My fucking maid’s off for the holidays.”

Violet opened the door to a short and cute dark haired girl with barely a toddler on her hip. He reached out for Nathan babbling “Dada Dada Dada” on repeat.

“Marnie?!” He was gobsmacked as the baby wiggled from his mother’s grasp into Nathan’s waiting arms.

A stunned Violet made a poor attempt at stretching the tee shirt she wore into a dress. It was fruitless as it was one of Nathan’s from his duffle. Her hands began to shake as a warmth crawled across her cheeks and nausea set in.

What the fuck is she doing here still? was what Violet said in her mind. “Well um come in,” is what she said with her mouth.

Nathan absently bounced the little boy in his arms as they walked into the living room, “How are ye here? Wit’him?”

Marnie was gawking at the apartment. “Hey this is a right posh gaff you've got. Why couldn't me n’ Nathan junior bunk up here again?”

Violet blanched.

“Oh our passports disappeared. Figured you might ‘ave been done in momentarily,” the young mother turned on the other two and stared from to the other. “Ah you shaggin’ the barrister?!”

“I said when we met t’is would happen, sweetheart. C’mon you know t’ere’s an understanding before we signed the license.”

Now Violet’s head swam, “Are you married? Married. Nathan are you and Marnie..”

“Just a little,” Marnie crossed her arms. “Nathan says if we got hitched your court couldn't make us rat on each other.”

The lawyer had to admit that was pretty genius, something she wished she knew a few weeks ago when she took this case instead of..

“What do you mean a little?”

“No one got a chance to agree. So it's just our signatures. We thought ‘is lawyer might sign ‘em after ‘e got arrested. That's not what you did is it?” She didn't look angry to Violet, merely a little sad.

“Vi you said she left Las Vegas,” Nathan’s tone was one of disbelief. He let the toddler down only because Violet knew he couldn't function without wildly gesticulating as he spoke.

“You left Vegas..” Violet was just too stunned.

“You told me to leave! Said I’d interfere with ‘is trial! Did you tell ‘im about the ASBOs?”

“The shit-heads?” Nathan asked. “What about them? Why would Violet know anything about my friends or talk to you?”

“Because Simon found her to be your lawyer.”

“Barry? He didn't even answer the phone when I called.”

“Well ‘e called me. But so much shit why down it all went barkin’. Some bloke can bring dead people back. That Virtue bitch you told me about killed Alisha because she couldn't kill you.”

Nathan’s mouth hung open, “But she didn't have anything t’do with that. I'm the one who pushed her off the roof. I just.. WILL SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?!”

Violet went to speak but Marnie cut her off at the pass, “Simon told me to go see Miss Duval because I know how your magic works. But she told me I’d interfere with the trial.”

“How the hell would ye do that?”

Nathan’s nostrils flared like a horse. His green eyes darkened as he waited expectantly in Violet's direction.

“If she showed up with the chip that's evidence! The cops and Tony would know you stole from the casino. And the rest of them are criminals. Theyre fucking criminals and if they knew you ready had a record that could be used against you. ”

“I DIDN'T STEAL ANYTHING! I FUCKING CONJURED IT!!”

“I KNOW, BUT HOW DO I EXPLAIN THAT TO NORMAL HUMANS?!”

“BY MAKING ME PERFORM LIKE A FUCKING CIRCUS MONKEY?!”

“YES!! BECAUSE YOUR HEAD IS TOO FAR UP YOUR ASS TO REALIZE WHAT YOU WERE UP AGAINST. AND NEITHER OF YOU IS SMART ENOUGH FOR ANY OTHER STRATEGY! SHE WOULD INCRIMINATE YOU!”

Nathan’s eyebrows creased, there was a quiet fury in his voice, “Then why the FUCK did ye tell Marnie to leave? Ye made me think everyone left me t’rot in jail. I didn't even get to say goodbye t’Alisha or Simon.

“If the District Attorney’s office found Marnie, she wouldn't know enough to plead the fifth. And you, you got arrested for STEALING FUCKING CANDY AND YOUR RESPONSE TO BEING ARRESTED TO TO CAUSE A FUCKING DISASTER FOR YOURSELF INSTEAD OF JUST SHUTTING UP. BECAUSE YOU'RE A PETULANT MAN-CHILD. THERE'S NO WAY WE COULD'VE WON WITH THE LOT OF YOU TOGETHER. You’re too fucking stupid to lie.”

Violet regretted them the moment the words fell out of her mouth. The baby started to cry and Marnie picked him up. She didn't look upset or angry with Violet. Disappointed.

“I didn't mean that, Nathan,” she reached for him but he yanked himself away out of her reach.

Nathan just looked at Violet. Those eyes, ever-changing in color were no longer furious or frustrated. Just full of sadness that tore her apart.

"You’re a treacherous bitch.”

Violet’s chest tightened as Nathan turned his back on her to throw clothes on. Her eyes stung while a blackness clouded her vision. As if she would faint. Yet when he returned, she had recovered before the tears could threaten her further.

“Good luck with this one, then. I've come to realize he'll never love anyone as much as he loves himself.”

Nathan maintained a deafening silence as he and Marnie made to leave, the baby back in his arms. That knife twisting in Violet's chest, an imaginary one to rival the way she had stabbed Nathan. How ignorant Violet had been to think this would ever work out.

“I'm not the one whose partner killed themself to get away from.” And then they were gone.

His heart yesterday for hers today.

#robert sheehan #nathan young #nathan x violet #robert sheehan character fics

[roswelldetails]

RNM 2x12 - Crash Into Me

EPISODE SUMMARY:

WELCOME TO CRASHCON — As the town prepares for CrashCon, Liz (Jeanine Mason) and Max (Nathan Dean) attempt to piece together who may be behind a potentially deadly plan targeting the festival.  Elsewhere, Maria (Heather Hemmens) and Isobel (Lily Cowles) take drastic measure to learn more about the night Mimi (guest star Sherri Saum) disappeared, while Michael (Michael Vlamis) is forced to do someone else’s bidding.

DETAILS:

Max is secretly practicing with his powers.  Was Max's "light cardio" actually just him trying to strengthen his powers?

Max has a land line. Hee. Which Liz doesn't mind answering for him.

Liz is looking for a pen on his desk when she finds the empty vials of the antidote.  Max plays them off as being leftover from when he had amnesia.

Liz mentions that the phone call was Max's bank calling to verify a deposit for him. 

Max is choosing not to worry about Michael because he and Isobel can feel that he's not badly injured or in serious danger.

Liz called Dirk:

"He said before she left she was getting nonstop calls from a 575 number. The Sunset Mesa facility where Mimi DeLuca lives."

"Wait, Mimi was calling your mom before the abductions?...Mimi was always obsessed with alien movies. Maybe fiction and reality are blurring. Your mom is working with Flint Manes who spent years making an alien-killing weapon while at Caulfield. What if your mom found out Rosa was killed by an alien? She'd want revenge."

Note: Max and I apparently think alike, because this was my assumption going into the episode as well. For the sake of detailing and not making this confusing plotline any more confusing...Max and I were both wrong. 

Also, I love that they mentioned cell service issues during Crash Con.  That is extremely realistic and makes a ton of sense, speaking from experience at like, concerts and baseball playoff games and such.

Maria gets Liz's voicemail and immediately confronts Mimi.

"I just got a message from Liz. Mom...when you disappeared, it was Helena Ortecho that took you...You didn't have butyricol in your system when they found you. You know Liz's mom. You'd remember if you spent a month with her.  Mom, are you covering for Helena?"

"Everything is going to be fine."

"I'm not fine. Alex and Michael are missing."

"Helena is a lot of things, but she won't hurt your friends. I'm sure… (Isobel walks in) You're the blonde. The one that Rosa was afraid of."

"Hi Mimi...I'm your cool Aunt Isobel.  Hopefully we can get to know each other under better circumstances sometime. Sure about this DeLuca?"

"Desperate times call for desperate alien invasions."

Isobel's first trip into Mimi's mindscape:

"Show me what happened the night you disappeared, Mimi."

Mimi turns to see headlights approaching. It's the hunting van. Helena is driving it. After they greet each other they talk in the van.

"I saw her. I saw her in a vision.

"I didn't believe you. I had to see it with my own eyes."

"You saw her.  You saw Rosa."

Flashback to Liz and Rosa arguing over Rosa's necklace in 2x01.  Just as a note, Isobel is in Mimi's head, not Helena's, so she shouldn't really be able to see this flashback since Mimi wasn't there when Helena saw Rosa.

"This is a good thing, Helena. Your daughter is alive. She needs you."

"When Jim Valenti was dying, I came home to say goodbye. He kept saying Rosa could live again, that she was preserved."

"But you didn't believe him. No one ever believes us."

"If Rosa is alive, it means Jim was telling the truth. Which means everything else he said could be true, like aliens are real and Jesse Manes has a weapon that can kill them. It means I have to go to war, Mimi. First, you need some shoes."

Then Mimi somehow kicks Isobel out of her memories, which gives Isobel a nosebleed. But Mimi doesn't seem to know what happened.  It's almost like she has a kind of subconscious protection on her own mind, somehow.

Note: the hunting van must not be Flint's, because Helena is driving it when she first considers teaming up with Flint, I assume based on the above.  Maybe she was the suspicious figure in Flint's house when Max and Kyle were hiding in the closet? And what about the car that Rosa blew up? Did she have access to multiple vehicles? Am I overthinking this?? Haha.

Kyle's tip to Max:

"I found this at Flint's, but it's from a florist my dad used when he was in the doghouse with my mom. I finally guessed the password today. Rosa's birthday. The only thing on it is a note my dad wrote to Helena. It's a lot of romantic crap followed by details for a storage unit he had up near Haystack Mountain."

Haystack Mountain is an off-road vehicle recreation area about 30 miles northeast of Roswell.

Michael working on the "bomb". Charlie is working on the toxin nearby and Helena is keeping an eye on both of them.

"This entire process would be more efficient if I could attach the release chamber to the other side."

"Ay, mijo. Now is not the time to get creative. Time is running out. Follow the blueprints exactly."

"You don't look like an obedient soldier. Who'd she take to force you to do her bidding?"

"A friend. It's complicated. Why are you helping her? Jenna's free."

"Flint Manes has a sniper rifle on the roof pointed at her bedroom window. If I step out of line and something happens…"

"You'll never forgive yourself."

"I'll never forgive myself anyway. Helena has me formulating a pathogen that I invented when I was 17.  It's a poison that dismantles specific DNA. If targeted your death is quick and ugly. A bleeding from every orifice kind of deal… I thought that I was saving people. Okay, imagine a weapon that you could drop into a populated city and the only people targeted would be al-Qaeda leaders and their direct descendants. Okay? In the right hands my weapon could prevent innocent civilian casualties and save our troops."

"I'm guessing these are not the right hands? Why am I building the bomb when the inventor is under Helena's thumb?"

"I do chemicals, not mechanics. And technically it's not a bomb. It's a catalytic toxin atomizer that was developed in a top secret operation involving weapons specialists from both the Army and the Air Force."

"Project Shepherd. One more question for you, Charlie. Whose DNA is that poison you're making gonna target?"

"Judging from conversations I've heard between Helena and Flint, it's alien DNA. Like, literal aliens."

This is actually the part of this story that's crystal clear to me. We've been getting tidbits on this dating back to 1x12, when Flint told Alex about his "smart bomb".  Jesse told Jenna in 2x04 about Charlie's toxin that could pinpoint specific DNA, and even used a similar metaphor in explaining it as Charlie did in this episode. The part that doesn't make sense to me is, why did FLINT need Michael to build it, if he developed the blueprints?

Liz and Rosa in the lab discussing Max taking the antidote.

"He's only supposed to take a drop when he has amnesia. It's not vitamin C. In high doses it could cause surges of adrenaline that could be dangerous."

"No offense, but you sound like a mom. Like a real mom, the kind who actually give a duck. Oh I just figured out what autocorrect is. It's hilarious."

"Speaking of moms, ours hasn't reached out to any of your old dealers and she hasn't shown up at any of the churches in town, so you got any other ideas?"

"It's CrashCon. We usually find her wearing the loudest t-shirts and flirting with the richest nerds."

"Yeah, but Flint and Jesse Manes hate aliens. I mean it's literally their only hobby. If she's with them, I'm betting she's lost her affection for the simple charms of UFO novelty kitch."

"Wait, if you were going to get revenge on aliens, CrashCon is the perfect place. There's all kinds of conspiracy theorists and press. You know how mom loves attention."

"You think something's gonna happen tonight?" 

"Papi is there by himself setting up. I think he should come home."

Note: my phone autocorrected duck to fuck. So I guess that tells you something about me. 😳

Also I just realized that for once ROSA and not Liz is the one who put the pieces together! Good for her. I wonder if that's purposeful since she's the daughter who is more like their mom? Like, she understands Helena's motivations better than Liz or something.

Steph and her father are going to CrashCon together. Kyle helps her with her makeup. Super sweet, but rather pointless since the scenes of Steph at CrashCon were cut. Mostly just including this here as a reminder that she's there in case it comes up in the finale.

Max and Cam, who got her job back!

"Thanks for the assist. I'm guessing that guard wouldn't let me through with bolt cutters unless I had an officer of the law present."

"Oh well, don't be jealous, Evans. Valenti has me on desk duty. So this little adventure is my lunch break."

"Valenti did the right thing, giving you your job back."

"Yeah well, you know, apparently some local bartender gave her reason to doubt the events the night of the gala were my fault. So I owe you."

"I've lost track of who owes who what at this point."

They break into the storage unit. It's empty except for an empty shelving unit, a locked chest, and a puddle of purple alien goo.

"What is that?"

"It looks like embryonic fluid. There must have been a pod in here."

Note: no, Max! Pod Goo evaporates upon contact with Earth's atmosphere/air. So it's not pod goo.

There isn't a super clear shot of inside the chest, but Max pulls out a love letter from Helena to Jim Valenti. I can transcribe it if you want me to. It's pretty easy to read and frankly, there's nothing important there. My heart is forever yours...it feels good to actually love and be loved in return...blah blah cheesy platitudes.

But seriously. Just send me an ask if you need me to transcribe it.  But I'm gonna skip for now.

Isobel is chugging acetone straight from the bottle in the middle of the Pony.

Isobel's second trip into Mimi's mindscape:

"Mimi. I know you think you're doing the right thing, but Helena is holding people hostage. We have to understand her motive."

"You all think I'm losing my mind. But I just...slip out of my time and into a different one every once in a while. Sometimes Maria's. Or Mama's. Other women in our future or past. I saw you when you were a baby. The sky was red."

"What can you tell me about your time with Helena? She had you for a month."

"We were in a motel. We watched movies. We laughed and gossiped. She wanted to trigger my visions...gather information."

"What information? What did you tell her? What did you see?"

"What's important is Helena will take care of our girls. I'm not afraid. That's enough."

Mimi kicks her out again.

"I tried.  She's fading."

"She's tired. It's harder when she's tired. Come on, Mom. I'm gonna take you back to Sunset Mesa."

"Maria, you just have to look for the signs in the water. You have to believe. Go on, you'd better hurry."

"Hurry where?"

"CrashCon closing night! You don't want to miss the fireworks. You always loved the fireworks."

Max and Cam going through the chest of letters back at Max's house:

"Okay, all these notes are from Helena to Jim Valenti. This is from the week Rosa died. I mean even 20 years after their affair she's still writing and he's still saving her letters."

"Pining after an Ortecho for years and years. It's so weird. Who does that. This is a receipt. It's a money transfer he made around the same time. He paid Daniel Fuller a thousand bucks."

"Fuller was the county coroner. Okay we still don't know how Noah got Rosa's body into the pod, right? But Jim had Project Shepherd connections to the morgue. So maybe if Noah knew about Jim and knew that he'd be grieving Rosa, he could have told him where to find the pod, right, and maybe he didn't even take the pod back until after Jim died."

"I mean, this is all a bunch of conjecture."

"Jim pulled me aside at high school graduation, he said I was the kind of guy the sheriff's department could use. Look, I mean maybe… I mean, he never let on, but maybe he knew I was an alien, right? Maybe he knew more than that."

"Okay, Evans? Breathe. You're looking a little clammy. What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"No. See, something's going on, and you're gonna tell me or I'm out, I swear to God."

"Okay you can't tell anyone."

"You know I won't."

"Okay, I've been taking this antidote that Liz made. No...she doesn't know. But its rebuilding some of my memories from before the 1947 crash, right? I was just a little kid, but I had a destiny. I had responsibilities."

"Right, you're the savior."

"Yes! Well, maybe. But I was starting to remember these symbols from our old language, right? I remember what they mean, but it's like the meaning is just out of reach. And I'm out of the antidote. And you know, Liz is getting suspicious. So…"

"No."

"I didn't say anything."

"Really? Can you tell that to your face? I am not using my friendship with your girlfriend to steal alien steroids for you. Okay? Our partnership has limits."

Michael and Helena:

"It's done. So now what? You inject my spine with your mind-eraser?"

"We only used the butyricol on Jenna Cameron because there was still work to be done. And Flint was afraid she'd ruin it for us. You told Flint Charlie was creating a toxin that would kill aliens. But if you wanted aliens dead, you'd be testing it on me right now. 'Cause that's what I would do if I was a criminal mastermind."

"I needed Flint for the schematics and the muscle. Our agendas didn't need to align perfectly."

"You don't have to do this. If you kill anyone tonight, Liz and Rosa will never look at you the same."

"That ship has sailed. Besides, I'm not killing anyone. If disaster never strikes, justice won't be served. Do you want to see Alex or not?"

Liz tries to get Arturo to go back to the Crashdown.  She tells him that the kitchen is backed up because it's so busy.  The interesting part of this exchange from a character perspective though:

"Papi, please. I have a bad vibe, all right? A gut feeling I can't shake."

Diego walks up.

"Who are you? Elizabeth Ortecho doesn't do feelings. She believes in facts and evidence."

"No, I do feelings now.  I've evolved."

Alex is chained up in the house.  There's a takeout box and coffee cup next to him. He's humming a song under his breath. Michael walks in and they talk.

"Guerin, you were right. They used me to get to you. My dad hit me over the head and then he swiped the piece of the console. And then Flint showed up with a gun to my head."

"Did anyone hurt you?"

"Nothing I can't handle. Helena's been weirdly motherly. She's bringing me clothes and meals."

"Your leg."

"Yeah they took the prosthetic. I tried to bludgeon my brother with it. Come on, use your powers. Get me out of this."

"Helena dosed me with something. I'm basically human until it wears off."

"Okay then find something that'll break the cuff or my wrist. I don't care."

"Alex, tonight at CrashCon, your dad plans to release a toxin that kills anyone with alien DNA...Helena made Charlie and I build an identical device, but one that targets a different DNA. She somehow got her hands on your dad's cells. She knows your dad killed Kyle's dad. She wants revenge.  But she wants him to take himself out. When he pulls the trigger on us tonight your dad's gonna die because of a device I built."

"No, that is not on you, okay? Now let me out of here."

"I can't. The atomizer will kill anyone in your dad's direct line. You are safer here."

"Are you serious?"

"And I gotta go. I'm gonna come back for you."

While Michael explains to Alex, we get a flashback to Helena in her totally fake blonde wig at the hospital in 2x02.

Helena disguises herself as Jesse's maid using her totally fake blonde wig and switches out the bombs while Jesse is in the shower.

The @ladiesofrnm have their first scene all together! (With Max...and eventually Michael…) reading through Helena's letters together. Michael makes quite an entrance. Afterwards:

"You're such an idiot! You don't comply with a kidnapper's ransom demands. Without telling me."

"Alex was in trouble. He had to go."

"Mikey, where are Alex and Charley?"

"They're safe. Your mom doesn't want to hurt them."

"Look I don't get it. Does she want to kill aliens?"

"No. She's avenging her murdered lover."

Back to the house where Helena talks to Charlie:

"This atomizer contains the poison that kills anyone with alien DNA. I need you to destroy it."

"Does Flint know that you have it?"

"Flint. Jesse really broke that boy. Some people were never meant to be parents. You can go when you're done.  The door's unlocked. Flint's rifle shoots blanks."

"What's to stop me from leaving now?"

"The knowledge that that deadly device only exists because of you. You decide. I'm off to CrashCon. I hear there will be quite a show."

Note, when Helena says Flint's name she says a word in Spanish that I can't make out and isn't in the closed captions.

Max and Liz's conversation about racism and privilege:

"I want to help. Your mom's not the villain here. All right? She's going about this all wrong, yes. But Manes is already a murderer. I mean, if he'd succeeded today…"

"I know...I could have lost almost everyone I care about in a moment. I remember every day what it was like to lose you and Rosa. I don't think I could survive that again. She could've built a decoy bomb that wouldn't have hurt anyone."

"He'd just get angry and do it again."

"Yeah, but he's not the only one that this would hurt. I mean, the headlines if she gets caught? Illegal Mexican Immigrant Slaughters Decorated American Vet via Bioweapon. People will line up to lay bricks at the border wall. But hey, maybe the president will talk about my family at his rallies. That's gonna be fun."

"That's not gonna happen. This will get covered up like every other strange death in this town."

"In case you haven't noticed those cover-ups don't tend to protect the Mexicans. Even when…"

"Even when Rosa died. You can say it, Liz. It's okay. It's fair. Rosa got blamed. White people didn't. Okay? I get it."

"I know you're on my side, but you don't get this. And that's not your fault, that's just the reality of our experiences. If I mess up. If I so much as roll through a stop sign, it reflects badly on any Mexican who came before me. And it hurts any Mexican who comes after me. I used to think that nothing would ever change that, but lately I think...maybe if something extraordinary happened it could."

"Extraordinary? Like what you're doing in your lab?"

"I've discovered something that could be the key to curing people who have no hope otherwise. I can't walk away."

"So you're gonna turn my family's stem cells into the hottest commodity?"

"No, I won't. I...we'll find a way to synthesize it or replicate it."

"Is this about the people you're trying to save or about becoming the poster girl for immigrants everywhere? You want the president to talk about your family because of you. Because you saved the world."

"If those in power see what happens when people are given opportunity…"

"You want the glory."

"I want recognition. I want to be the example I never had. And people who want glory, they're just in it for selfish reasons. People like Jesse Manes want the glory. He wants to be a big American hero. He wants the parades, he wants the medals. If he sets off his alien atomizer at CrashCon, a handful of twenty-something's will die of some mysterious ailment and it's barely gonna make the news. That's not what he wants. We're missing part of his plan."

"First, something violent. Large-scale that'll draw media attention. And then, once all eyes are in Roswell…"

"He'll blame the violence on the aliens. He only gets his parade if he makes people afraid and then he destroys the thing that they fear. If he makes people think that you're terrorists before he kills you."

Graham Green's reveal at CrashCon.  Graham is announced and takes the stage as Max, Liz, and Rosa arrive to find Michael, Isobel, and Maria nearby.

"Hey, you guys shouldn't be here."

"I was held hostage, Max. I deserve to ride the Sizzler until I barf cotton candy, and maybe watch a bad man die."

"You guys, we think that…"

Graham Green starts his presentation.

"Hello loyal fans and devoted supporters! You patience is about to be rewarded. Today I am thrilled, nay, honored to show you the result of years or painstaking work. The moment we've all been waiting for. Irrefutable extraterrestrial proof! A bona fide alien artifact!"

Graham pulls the curtain and reveals what appears to be something similar to Michael's console, only it is complete and intact.

Flint brings Alex food and they discuss Flint's motives:

"If you're doing this to impress dad, it is never gonna work."

"I'm not trying to impress dad. His shutdown of Project Shepherd was an inform decision, but he's trained me my entire life to take it on.

Flint goes to leave but Alex stops him.

"Do you remember when mom used to drive us to the res, and you would sit at the loom with Granddad? Weaving stories. When was the last time you made something, Flint? Anything that wasn't built to destroy?" 

"Around the time that mom decided that to leave dad, she had to leave us."

"She didn't know what he would do to us."

"He didn't do anything to us. Me and Clay are fine. He'll, even Gregory is coming to see dad today."

"...You are wrong. We are all dad's victims. Sure, he beat me up, but what he put the rest of you through was abuse too. He made you watch while he kicked my ass… He scared you into thinking that there was only one type of man that you could become."

Alex manages to knock Flint out, steal the key to his handcuffs, and free himself.

"You're so pathetic. You don't know me at all. This has nothing to do with dad and everything to do with our history. Aliens are a foreign threat. They're invaders."

Back to CrashCon, where the gang discuss the alien object:

"Alex's piece must have been the last one that Manes needed to finish building it. Where's he been keeping the rest of this?"

Sanders appears out of nowhere.

"Kid, I seen that thing before. Your mother built that back in the old barn. I don't know what it is, but it is definitely explosive. I always wondered what'd happened to the pieces."

"Maybe Harlan or Tripp Manes gathered them up. Rebuilt it."

"Yeah but if Manes is gonna use that to blow up CrashCon, it's gonna make Graham Green look like the bad guy. No one's gonna think an alien planted it."

"Unless they follow the money. I got an alert from my bank this morning. A $10,000 deposit had cleared."

"You think Manes set it up so that the investigation would lead to you?"

"If I become the world's first alien terrorist and he takes me out, the world cheers."

"Guys, you need to do whatever you can to get as many people out of here as possible, okay? Get help."

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Michael and I have studied this material before. It's part tech, but it's also part organic. And if it's part organic, that means it can be killed. I gotta get back to my lab."

Diego sees Max toss Liz his keys.

Max and Michael sneak backstage and convince Graham Green to let them have a moment with the alien ship thingie. Max takes photos of it with his phone.

"Do you think we can destroy it?"

"No. The pieces want to be together and now that it's complete if we break the bonds with brute force we risk a violent reaction."

Max hears voices whispering and reaches out to touch the alien tech. The alien symbol forms under his hand and he pressed it.  There's a surge from the tech and it almost appears like Max is absorbing something from it. The voices get a little louder. When he breaks the connection it almost seems like it takes effort and he seems stunned.

"What the hell just happened to you?"

"Nothing. I think this is a remote. I think this controls a ship."

"It's a what?"

Gif by @maxortecho

Note, the way Max laughs when he says nothing is oddly similar to how he responded to Cam when she called him out on his weird behavior from the antidote. Like he's hiding something or brushing off the worry or something. 

Sanders interrupts before Max can respond. Points out that the top of the stage is varnished which is highly flammable. 

"Wait, if this is fresh varnish, this whole platform is set up like a tinderbox."

"There's gonna be fireworks tonight."

"One spark'll light a fire. I mean, this whole thing, the whole platform will go up."

"If this giant remote goes kaboom aliens will be framed as terrorists. You have to get out of here."

"What? No. I'm not going anywhere."

"Max you are all sorts of worked up right now. What happens when you're worked up?"

"Sparks fly. Right, okay. Yeah. I'll go."

Before Max leaves he spots something on one of the display boards that makes him pause. He grabs it before leaving.

Charlie is working on her chemicals in the makeshift lab when Flint sneaks up on her and puts a gun to her head, demanding that she gives him the atomizer.

Maria and Rosa hurry through CrashCon discussing each other's alien biology and Mimi's vision. They spot Gregory Manes and decide to try to get him to leave since the Manes bomb would kill him. He has 12 kids with them so they suggest that he take them to the Crashdown for free milkshakes. He recognizes Rosa, but they tell him she's Rosa's cousin. 

Liz works in the lab while blasting Alanis Morissettte - great call back to last year when she told Michael that Alanis helped her channel Rosa's creativity. She says to herself:

"Destroy the organic cell membrane. Disable the nanotech." 

She mixes some chemicals which react and explode her flask and start a fire. Really don't know if that's supposed to represent success or not. 

Flint and Helena talk at CrashCon. She is surprised to see him.  He tells her that he cleaned up the mess at the house. 

We flash back to the house which is on fire.  Charlie is chained up and trapped.

Liz hurries from the lab and doesn't realize that Diego followed her there.  He sneaks his way into the building while Liz rushes for the car.

Speaking of cars...they're in the middle of nowhere. Where's Diego's car? I had the same thought last week when Max and Kyle were searching Flint's house and they almost got caught. Whoever pulled up in the hunting van should have seen their car!

Maria and Rosa are helping get the kids loaded onto a bus when Rosa points out Pisces to Maria. Call back to 1x03 when Maria tells Liz that she and Rosa used to compete to see which one of them could spot the constellation first. It gives Maria an epiphany. Pisces is "the water sign" which was one of Mimi's clues from her vision.  Maria goes to follow the sign. She runs into Max who tries to get her to safety. They spot Flint Manes carrying the atomizer. Max tells Maria to get out of there and hurries after Flint. He tries to sneak up on Flint, but Flint is able to disarm him and beat him up. Flint sets the atomizer to go off in two minutes and then throws it like a Hail Mary into the crowd. Max chases after Flint while Maria goes after the atomizer. She pushes through the crowd and spots another clue from Mimi's vision - a poster of aliens asking "Do you believe?" The atomizer is sitting below it. Maria grabs the atomizer and takes off running with it. Cam spots Maria and follows. 

Flint beats Max up again and then pulls a gun and threatens to shoot Max. Max disarms him and is holding the gun to Flint now. He laughs and asks Max if he's really going to shoot a soldier. Tells him that he already pulled the trigger to kill Max by setting off the atomizer. Max tosses the gun aside, and uses his powers instead to kill Flint,

Michael and Isobel are trying to keep the stage from catching fire, but then the fireworks start going off into the wind (which blows the embers towards the fair). The hay bales easily catch on fire. Isobel used her powers to hold back the flames.  She can feel that something is wrong with Max and send Michael to find him. 

Instead Michael finds Jesse and Alex. Their exchange: 

"You know, I actually started to believe that you had changed."

"You never could tell friend from foe. I actually counted on it."

"Hey I know exactly who you are. You were gonna let all of these people die and you were gonna let the aliens take the blame."

"It's high time they got blamed for something, I think. I'm gonna drag them from the shadows."

"Yeah and then what? You're gonna use the atomizer to kill them all? Then you become some hero by destroying the enemy that you created?"

"American children are gonna read about the events of tonight in their history books... And don't worry about collateral damage, son. That's just an unfortunate aspect of war. You know that better than anyone, Alex."

"You're gonna become your own collateral damage if that thing goes off. Helena Ortecho switched the devices. That's not gonna kill aliens.  That is set to destroy your DNA. If it goes off, you are going to die in a puddle of your own blood."

"What are you doing? Are you bluffing to protect the aliens?"

"What I'm doing is I'm trying to protect our family. Dad, if that goes off it kills all of your direct descendants. Flint and Greg are somewhere in here. And I don't care how much I disgust you, I am still your son!"

Greg runs up looking for help responding to the fire. He spots the atomizer and immediately recognizes it as a weapon. Alex tries to get him to leave. Michael runs up and Jesse pulls his gun on him. Greg steps between Michael and the gun to protect Michael for Alex.

Maria throws the atomizer off into the desert and immediately begins bleeding. Thankfully Cam is there to try to help.

Max kills Flint which in turn gives him another heart attack. Liz arrives as he's collapsing and starts CPR. Rosa runs up and tries to get Liz to let her step in to help Max so that Liz can stop the alien device from exploding… And cliffhanger.

MUSIC:

1.  Valley Queen "Chasing The Muse"

2.  The HawtThorns "Give Me A Sign"

3.  Everclear "Everything To Everyone"

4.  Alanis Morissette "All I Really Want"

5.  Gary Numan "I Am Dust"

#roswell new mexico #rnm season 2 #episode details #long post #rnm 212 #crash into me

[growingupautie]

StoryTime: All That and a Bag of...

At my previous job, I and a coworker or two would often grab lunch at a local restaurant. Usually, it was just me and one other guy thought. Sometimes we'd go to the pizza place. Sometimes the Chinese place down the street. There were a few good spots but we went to them all the time so they got pretty boring. Isn't it funny how when you finally have access to almost any food, you end up feeling like nothing sounds good and taking it for granted?

One day, most of my coworkers were busy, and my go-to guy told me he had errands to run. I drove by the Chinese place we usually go to and parked my car. But as I got out, I saw the Subway next to it and decided that since nobody ever wanted to go there, I would do that instead. I closed my car door and felt someone watching behind me. It felt like they were ready to make their move and ambush me with something but there was a distinct lack of a feeling of ill-intent.

I started to rush off toward the entrance as I hear from the watcher behind me "HEY! Hey man! Can you uh...I don't get paid for two weeks and I just started a new job...Can you buy me lunch and I'll pay you back?" I look back and see an older man in his late 30's sitting in his beat-up work truck wearing a neon work vest frantically awaiting my answer. "Uh..." I said, not really wanting to interact with anyone that day but feeling like I was long overdue for a good deed. "Sure, man...Come on."

He said "Are you serious?! Thank you. Oh, God. Thank you. God Bless you." and he leaped out of his truck, and threw the door shut running toward me. He held the door open for me and said "I'll pay you back. I promise." When I do things like this for people, I don't really want to be paid back and as I told him, it "wouldn't be much of a good deed if I did." He thanked me with an oddly frantic nature and seemed to almost get teary-eyed.

I thought to myself about how rare kindness must be to him if that small amount elicited that response. Then I realized that it most certainly was to me, and that's about the same amount of kindness it would take to move me as well. "I haven't eaten in a few days..." he told me. "I just started this new job, and I'm in a bad way until I get paid." He added. As his words hit me I said with a somewhat heavier heart. "Well, you're eating today, man. Get whatever you want.

The person in line ahead of us turned around and mean mugged him, and looked at me as if to say I was being scammed. That the guy was just in it for a free meal. Honestly, He could've been right in that moment for all I knew. But the truth is, I didn't care. I'd rather it be a free food scam than any other type because it's still a good deed done in the name of goodness.

But at the same time, I felt like this guy was either legitimate or extremely exaggerating his actions to seem that way. Either way, I didn't care. And because of that, the joke would be on him if he was lying. He ordered a 6-inch sandwich, and I told him to make it a foot long if he hadn't eaten in so long. He almost broke down again but snapped out of it, and changed his order.

He added chips and a drink to it, but only after I insisted. Further taking away the idea that this was all a scam to get free food. He picked his sandwich and drink up and looked like he was ready to walk out. "Do you mind if I eat with you?" he asked me. I was taken aback. Most of the time when I had bought someone lunch over the years they either doubled their order, left as soon as it was ready, or both. "Uh...Yeah, man. Sure." I told him.

We went and sat down and he thanked me again frantically for the food. Then he pulled the sandwich out and started literally scarfing it down in front of me. And I mean scarfing. And for a brief moment, I thought to myself "Who eats like that?" until it clicked in my head that only someone who hadn't eaten a meal in a long time would... I immediately felt horrible. "How long has it been?" I asked. "Um...Been a few days. Maybe Saturday?" It was Tuesday.

"I'm sorry, my brother. I didn't realize how bad it was." I told him as tears burned in my eyes burning my nostrils as I was overcome with emotion. He told me he understood, and I did more than anyone else did for him. I explained my stance on doing the good for the good and he told me again he would pay me back. "No, my brother. I never expected you to. That's the whole point. His eyes welled up more than they had before as he kept eating.

"My wife left us..." he said. "us?" I asked seeing what I was assuming was his wedding ring on his necklace and worrying about his answer. "Yeah, me and my little boy. She left us, and went to Louisiana." (I believe) he told me. "She took almost everything with her leaving me broke, and without any way to provide for my son." He took another bite and continued. "I just started this job, and it pays good. But I ain't gonna see a dime until next Thursday."

I asked him when the last time his son ate was, and he told me he had been going without so he could feed his son. I believe he said he could only afford ramen and hot dog weiners and was making his son that. I had always wanted to be a dad and I didn't really have the best examples growing up. At that time I was questioning ability to be a father.

Kandace and I were either planning to or trying to conceive, at the time and all I could think was being in a situation where I couldn't afford to take care of my son and what that must be doing to him. Much less foregoing food for himself to do what little he could. Thinking about it now as a father makes the emotion so much worse but at that moment it nearly broke my heart.

He didn't ask me for money. He told me he was going to find a way to get some groceries. That he didn't have anything to sell, but he would find a way. He nearly finished his entire sandwich by that time, and I asked why he was eating so quickly. He told me he had spent 30 minutes of his 60-minute lunch break asking people outside to buy him lunch so he didn't black out at work with no food.

In that moment...I had had enough. I wasn't going to put up with a situation like that that I had the power to change. I packed the rest of my sandwich up to take to work and said. "My brother. I know you don't have much time left but can you follow me to the Grocery store real quick?" He said "uh..sure" unsure of why I would ask him that. He followed me over to the ATM directly inside and upon realizing where we were said "I...No, my brother. You've already helped me enough."

"My brother..." I told him. "I don't trust these humans out here to help you, and I'm not going to let a hard-working single father and his son starve. It's just not going to happen." He started actually crying at that point and I did all I could not to do the same. I pulled out what I could afford to give him.

The number is not important, and I can't remember anyway, but it's not as much as I wanted to give him. I told him that I hoped what I gave him would get him through to payday and he hugged me (After asking.) I told him they would be ok and that we was an amazing father to sacrifice for his son like he had. The kind of father many kids unfortunately never had. I knew he needed to hear that and I'm glad I said it.

He kept trying to tell me he wanted to pay me back. And in the end, I finally told him how he could. "When you are on your feet and can afford to. Find someone who needs help like you did, and help them." I said. "That's what I'm doing now, and that's why I'm doing it. I continued.

As an Autistic adult, I came from a place where nobody would hire me, and no matter what I tried to make money, I fell flat on my face. I have been plagued with bad luck most of my life and have often felt cursed, so when I finally get on my feet and out of the bad times and see someone struggling to do the same just like I did, my first thought isn't to judge them or tell them to pull themselves up. It's to help them up.

He was a single dad with a new job trying to do right by his son. He was pulling himself up. But he needed help. Sometimes when people help themselves up, they still need a hand. And in a world of apathetic "not my problem" attitudes. Be that hand. Be that hand in spite of the judgmental onlookers, and naysayers. Yes. Guard yourself against being used, and abused but do what you can afford to do to help make their world, and by extension the rest of the world a better place.

And wherever you are, my brother, if you are by some random happenstance reading this. I hope you and yours are as well as me and mine. Thank you for being a shining example of fatherhood in a time where I was questioning my ability to be one.

-Nathan Alan McConnell

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[coconutshvings]

Stray mafia ♜ They spy on you [Maknae Like]

° Genre || ??

° Group || Straykids

° Warnings || Slight violence \\ slight swearing

Hyunjin:

He didn't try to spy on you honestly but you said you were to get a pretzel while you were in the mall, Hyunjin became a bit anxious after 10 minutes no pretzel or you in sight he prayed it was just a long line while walking through the sea of people headed to the nearest pretzel station.

On his way speed walking nearly knocking people over as he grew more anxious to find you he happened to pass a store looking inside but then moving onward , however soon quickly back tracking as he seen a familar person, you were in there, it seemed like you'd stopped on your way back to talk to a male friend that is ,if you ever went to get a pretzel at all ,

but it confused Hyunjin as to why you were holding a child the most. "Our little girl is doing great." He heard which alarmed him the most, you and this male shared a child? Hyunjin tilted his head but realized he was in plain sight so he quickly stepped behind a poster board doing his best to listen so focused that he didn't notice a child in front of him.

"what're you doing sir?" Hyunjin looked down sheepishly smiling before hardening up "Beat it." He gritted but his voice came out a little to loud making him snap his head in your direction to see if you'd heard

"Hyunjin, hi what're you doing?" You smiled walking out with the child in your arms He tried not to look guilty clearing his throat and rolling his shoulders back "Looking for you and your pretzel, I didn't know they sold children too."

"I'll explain later, right now come meet Edwin, my friend." Hyunjin smiled then nodded excepting your offer while You turned and headed back into the store his smile disappeared once your back was to him and he followed you scowling at the male growling deeply to himself.

Jisung:

You were going out with your father, a mafia man himself, and your mother, his respected wife, your family wanted to celebrate your parents wedding anniversary so of course your presence was important you wanted Jisung to come along but he was sent out on an overseas assignment so he wouldn't be back for a while or so you thought, Truth was Jisung wanted to surprise you and your parents and make a grand entrance that screamed I'm the best future son in law and fiance ever but traffic wasn't on his side and he made it there late.

He parked around the dark corner so he'd be unseen once he was out of the car he was headed around the corner but stopped at the sound of familiar laughter he peaked just to be sure and yes, it was you.

He squinted as he seen a male infront of you almost blocking you completely, "where are their parents this is their dinner,right?" He whispered to himself he quickly dipped back around the corner and leaned against the wall so you couldn't see him, "I'll see you around Nathan, that's it right?"

Jisung could sense the smile on your face as he mimicked you silently "Uh yes but wait, I want to give you something." He heard Footsteps making him peak again furrowing is brows as the male approached you closer, this was enough. "Oh no please, no gifts." You chuckled "It's just my number." The male grinned making you look at him bewildered "I'm eng-"

"Please explain why she would want her number in your phone as the last person you talked to before you mysteriously came up missing?" Jisung's voice rang through the air. In a flash he had stepped in front of you pushing Nathan backwards making him stumble a bit , you didn't even try to intervene just standing back knowing he'd keep you behind him in case things got too ugly.

"Was that a threat towards a mafia member? You got a lot of damn nerve boy." Jisung's usual squirrel smile was now sinister and devious "I'd like to see how many nerves you have." Jisung challenged as Nathan approached him directly his beer woven into his breath reached Jisung's nose

"Tell me boy, what does-" The sounds of electricity sprang in the air along with pained yells and grunts temporarily before you heard a heard thud what was obviously a body hitting the pavement from your experience around your father.

You stepped from behind your fiance instantly shrieking before covering it with your hand "What did you do?!" You gasped , Jisung shrugged pulling a small metal button that looked like a simple magnet as he twirled it with his thumb and index finger

"This, this little baby is a shock magnet, I call it the nerve wrecker because it sends 12 bolts of electricity threw your body, I attached it to the side of his neck" You were completely stuck, just shocked, ironically, "Sorry I was late, traffic." He finished.

"It's okay , my parents knew if you did make it back in time it'd probably be too late. " Your eyes still trained on the male lying infront of you "Is he...?"

"Don't know and definitely don't care, let's go inside so I can apologize to your folks." He said happily making you smile at him as he took you back inside the restaurant.

Felix:

All you were doing was going to get some flowers for your green house that Felix surprised you with just to keep you busy taking care of the plants while he was away since he knew you admired plants especially pretty ones.

You were originally supposed to go with Felix to pick out a wide variety of flowers, it was going to be your couple thing for the day but you got tired of waiting so you left by yourself, completely by yourself against his wishes for you, Felix wanted you to at least have one person who could protect you come along but you denied that authority today when you went out back to 'check on your plants' but actually were headed to a taxi that you told to park in an Ally outside of your backyard gates you had a key made to get in and out that way, surprised no men were out back today but didn't question why, you just went.

Felix was not filled with joy upon hearing you weren't anywhere in the home "What do you mean they had to leave, and go where exactly?" Felix was intrigued , "They said they was going to check on their plants, I went to see if they needed anything to eat or drink but once I got there I couldn't find them. I had the others check everywhere in the house-"

"I'll find them, you order my car around for me." Was all Felix ordered before hanging up. He leaned back in his chair of the office pulling out his phone opening a hidden home camera app that you didn't know about,

"Now Clever one let's see where you've gotten to." Felix looked at every camera individually before he found you heading out the back, he tried to think of why you'd sneak away until he remembered you mentioned getting flowers today but he told you to wait "Floral shop up east, I pray you're there and not elsewhere." He sighed to himself as he got up grabbing his suits jacket and heading off to you.

It took twenty five minutes but his car made it to the floral shop, "Park on the opposite side of the street." He ordered his driver in a low voice as he looked out the tinted window trying to spot you and soon he did "Got ya little birdy." He smirked letting out a deep chuckle that stopped in it's tracks once he saw a male personally handing you a potted flower bouquet, he noticed the males hand stayed on top of yours as you held the plant he spoke to you,

"Smooth." Felix mumbled getting out of the vehicle suddenly making a few cars come to a screeching stop, people yelled to him angrily but he didn't care he crossed the street and headed inside the shop where he hoped you'd be, the bell to the shop rang revealing a new costumer, Felix.

Your eyes grew wide but soon a smile graced your lips "Felix, look I got new lilies."

"I thought I requested you wait for me." He completely ignored your announcement stuffing his hands in his pants pockets you groaned "You were taking too long."

"Doesn't mean you couldn't take someone with you." He shrugged not caring about your excuses "I don't want a bodyguard, Lix." You sighed forgetting the young worker was there "Still should've took one." He deadpanned , you knew you weren't winning this one right now so you'd wait til you both were home "I'm leaving." You stated firmly thanking the man again before taking the plant and walking past Felix "Wait in the car across the street."

"I'll take a cab." You declined making Felix turn to you and grip your forearm yanking you closely "Just how bad do you want the argument to be, the car is across the street, go." He said through gritted teeth, you scowled at him snatching your arm away "Fine but just know that after this there is no longer an argument to have." You said walking out.

Felix poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue as he watched you Cross the street and get into the car he heard a scoff from behind him making him turn around to see the salesman going back behind the counter

"I'm sorry, is there something you'd like to voice?" The boy just rollef his eyes "You think you can just talk to a woman, anyone, how you want?"

"It isn't a matter of what I think I can do it's what I know I can," Felix confirmed inching closer to the counter as he looked at the boy's name tag "Jared." clearly the young man didn't notice

"Yeah because you're just some big bad-" Was all the young man could get out before he let out a muffled cry in pain, Felix bit the inside of his cheek as Forced the man's face down down against the glass counter smashing his face into it roughly surely smudging the glass,

"I don't give two fucks if you were the president or emperor, you better watch how you talk to me, understand?" The boy tried to nod but Felix's grip was too strong on his neck so he muffled an mhm , "Good because I don't want to be the one giving you flowers, at your burriel site." Felix Spat.

A few whimpers of pain and fear left Jared's lips as Felix kept him against the counter for a few more seconds before letting him up and back away, Jared shot up losing his balance and fell back into a few vases, Felix smirked at him as he backed up towards the entrance door Leaving Jared shaking in fear, his eyes dilated terrified and pants probably soaked,

"You better clean this up I wouldn't want you to lose your job when you just got a new favorite costumer. " He could see Jared gulp thickly making Him Chuckle loudly as he walked out the floral shop.

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#5

Okay fun idea (that's actually fun this time).

I know there's an idea that kevin needs glasses to read and I'm never sure if they mean just for reading of if the dude needs it to see close.

So let's say it's that kevin is kinda badly farsighted, but he only definitely figured out for reading (never mind that he sees people better with glasses on nope it's just for books). And that's why he never recognized neil as nathaniel because he legit couldn't see neil's face (also keep in mind a puberty happened so that changes faces).

And then when kevin learns neil is nathaniel does he consider he needs glasses to see people up close? No. He thinks people near him being blurry as shit is totally normal and not an issue at all. He'd rather have the foxes tease him about never putting two and two together than have everyone realize he needs glasses to see people.

42 notes • Posted 2021-09-07 02:13:06 GMT

#4

Okay angsty idea that's actually in the realm of possibility in canon:

So it's never outright stated in the books, but when Ichirou meets Neil and they make the agreement, Ichirou does say that Neil has to make a professional team or he'd be killed. And Neil gets it so Kevin and Jean will give 80% as well to Ichirou.

What if it's the three can only stay alive if they are able to play exy? If any of them get injured in such a way where they can't play, even if they could coach, they'll die.

So, down the line from this agreement, one of them gets injured bad enough that they can't play anymore. But here's the thing, the three never mentioned the full nature of the deal to anyone (like some assume things but nothing confirmed). So they're just trying to keep their companions' moods up and happy. Then one day they go for a drive and later they're found shot in the head in an apparent suicide. It's said that they couldn't cope with not being able to play exy anymore.

But then a bouquet of flowers is sent to the grave and the meaning is basically disappointment. Everyone thinks it was just someone trying to say they were disappointed such skill was gone, and it's plausible. But those that knew of the deal realize how deep it actually goes.

46 notes • Posted 2021-08-10 20:41:09 GMT

#3

Okay maybe I'm the only one confused by this (I haven't seen anything that explains it).

So, why does everyone call kevin a coward? It doesn't seem cowardly to me to not want to face moriyamas/the ravens and to not want to aggravate them. Take neil, who isn't dubbed a coward, he's spent most of his life running away from the same people, and he desperately doesn't want to be found/noticed by nathan. I think (can't come up with specific examples) some of the other foxes also have things they try to avoid/not anger. Then why is it only kevin that gets dubbed a coward?

48 notes • Posted 2021-08-10 04:32:36 GMT

#2

For beefy andrew and aaron consideration: the two of them (after everyone consents) go around picking everyone up and just carrying them around. Of course, the two little shits would probably drop half the foxes on "accident" but it's not like it's a surprise to anyone

148 notes • Posted 2021-07-06 21:18:16 GMT

#1

Y'all know the "I married my best friend" meme?

I'll leave you with this.

165 notes • Posted 2021-07-28 23:42:46 GMT

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[roppismusic]

Songs - Part 1

Ed Sheeran - Castle On The Hill

I really love this song and it's making me nostalgic every time. It makes me think about home and on the way to my parents I do like to listen to it. I think that's simply why I love it - because even if I'm far from home I can come home for a sacond just while listening to this song. What can I say except... "I'm on my way"?

Nathan Evasn - Wellerman

I'm pretty sure more of us knows that song from TikTok and I can't say that I've knew it before - but it's so catchy! Pretty scary how quickly everybody get to know it, isn't it? But I like it anyway. It's just a good song to make together with friends and to cheer them up if they're upset. So just to start it and then they'll join me! Isn't it nice? It's also a sea song what's pretty cool because I do love sea and I've also always loved the pirates. I think it's pretty clear why I do like it.

Panic! At The Disco - High Hopes

I love Panic! At The Disco and Brendon Urie since years so none of my friends was suprised when this song came out and I've listened to it all the time. I just do love Brendons voice and this song is always giving me good vibes and bringing me up when I can't find any motivation or when I don't believe in myself.

Legends Never Die (ft. Against The Current)

First I've heard this song like... 2 years ago on an anime-convent I was and I fell in love with this one. I'm not any kind of a hero or anything, I also don't think that I'll ever be a legend more than just in my family but still I love this and to watch it in the amvs with my favourites characters that actually are a hero is something really special to me and... it's hard to explain it but this song is some kind important to me.

Twenty One Pilots - Heathens

I have to laugh everytime I'm listening to this song, because my bestie is the one who should be singing it, becasue our crew and like most of my friends including me could be those "psychopats" and everyone that are ment in the lyric. But what makes me happy is that throught this song we can all remember, that we're not alone if anything happens and we'll stand for each other, no matter what. It's also some kind of a warrning, that the other people shouldn't mess with our squad because none of us ist left alone.

Hozier - Take me to church

One day my dad asked me, whad does this song mean. What is the lyric. So I said him, what's this song about. The next day he came to me and asked me to help him. He wanted to set this song as the ring tone when my mom is calling him. It's since years already and I can't... it's just so cute. Everytime I hear this song I have to think about my parents and how they love each other. Really sweet.

Imagine Dragons - On Top Of The World

I just like this song and it's really good to listen to if I'm in a good mode. Just love it and I also like the band since I can remember (I know they're not that old, just joking) so... I dunno, it just have a really good vibes.

Imagine Dragons - Whatever it takes

Another one from Imagine Dragons but this time with a nice story! When it came out 4 years ago I didn't knew that - just suddenly a friend texted me and said this song somehow reminds them of me, because "I love to be free and I'll do anything for 3 things in my life: 1. my family and friends 2. my freedom 3. my goals". She's right, I don't care what it would take - to help the people I care about and to be free, always. So I have a nice memory with this song thanks to my friend. Thank them!

Dirty Heads - Vacation

This song is just so funny I can't not have it on my playlist! I also like to sing this everytime I don't want to go to job, because this is just giving me soo good vibes!

Tell me why - Taylor Swift

It's obwiously a cover but I do love it because of Taylors voice that's so emotional and and I can really feel, what she's singing about.

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text: raquel ⇄ charlie

Raquel: note to self and to you: best steak dinner really is at maestros. Even if it was like really expensive.

Charlie: was that just a note or just a way to tell me we're going there at some point?

Raquel: no, I don't want to go there ever again. It's way too stuck up and it's like every table has people whose life mission is to be an asshole. Really I just thought I'm here and my mom is probably going to pay the bill so why not go for the 100 dollar steak

Raquel: but then she said we should split the bill. So I guess my plan backfired in a way.

Charlie: sounds like that place is filled with people like your mother, for example

Charlie: i'm sorry for the 100 dollars steak, btw

Charlie: i'm just asking this because i have to, but you don't have to answer. do you want to talk about your dinner with your mom?

Raquel: yep all the reptilian people with no souls go there.

Raquel: it's okay. But maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I could get like a to go order of that just so that you could try it.

Raquel: I don't know. I don't know how I'm supposed to feel.

Raquel: it's like no matter what I do, I'm not good enough. It's like she just can't be happy for me. And she always has an opinion on something and I know she is my mom and I have tried so hard being a good daughter and a good person and no matter what it doesn't matter because the bar she sets just keeps on moving. I don't know what to do.

Raquel: and her personal opinions are all completely wrong. I don't know how I came from a person like that or how one person can just be so frustrating. And how can I still want her in my life? It's crazy. But she's my mom.

Charlie: we can go and get steaks for less money and do them at home, babe

Charlie: am i allowed to say she's a shithead?

Charlie: what did she say? what does she want from you now?

Raquel: I would be completely okay with that. The less interaction with that restaurant the better. I was surprised they even let me in.

Raquel: Other than saying she wants to be a part of my life I don't know. She thinks she has a right to have an opinion on everything I do and what my life should look like and I just can't stand it. And I know I'm crazy for wanting her attention and approval but she's all i have other than you.

Raquel: maybe I was better off not having her in my life.

Charlie: yeah, we better not go to a place where the reptilians meet.

Charlie: who cares about that? you're on your way to making it big and you're happy, that's what matters. you shouldn't really care about what she thinks.

Charlie: look, i've been lucky in the parents department and i'm glad neither of them was like yours, but shit, i haven't met her and i don't like her.

Charlie: maybe, but that's up to you. don't people say that family is not necessarily the people who share your blood?

Raquel: promise that if I ever get even a tiny bit diva like that you'll tell me and make sure I never become "that" person.

Raquel: I'm extremely happy. You make me happier than I have been in so long.

Raquel: trust me you aren't winning any points from her either. But that's the one thing I told her I do not care about

Raquel: I guess you're right, that is what they say.

Charlie: i'll tell you and if i have to snap you out of it, i will. i won't let you become your mother

Charlie: you're welcome. you make me really happy too and it's been a while since i was this happy, babe.

Charlie: wait, what do you mean with that? did you tell her about me?

Raquel: Thank you.

Raquel: well good because I plan on making you happy all the time.

Raquel: She asked about Nathan so yeah I told her about you.

Charlie: i like the sound of that. i intend of doing the same

Charlie: so i guess she doesn't like the idea of you being with a poor bartender while you could have Nathan as your fancy boyfriend, right?

Raquel: please don't do that. You're so much more than just a bartender. You're a future business owner and you know i don't care about Nathan. I don't care about money and yeah nathan had a lot of it but that didn't make me happy. My mom is materialistic and vain. Of course she wants me with Nathan, but none of that matters.

Charlie: i know you don't care about the money and shit, but that's what i am right now. i'm broke, i'm a bartender and until i get my chance to get a business that's what i'll be.

Charlie: but i appreciate you telling me i'm more than that and all that shit doesn't matter, i really do

Raquel: I just don't want you thinking that's what I see you as because I don't.

Raquel: did you ever think money did matter to me?

Charlie: i don't think that.

Charlie: nah, money is a nice plus but i never pegged you for that kind of girl. otherwise you'd be with Nathan and not with me, not even like the way we are right now

Raquel: what does that mean? Even the way we are now?

Charlie: we're still lowkey because you haven't broken up with him, right? unless... you did and i didn't get the signs, which wouldn't surprise me.

Raquel: babe, I broke up with Nathan a while ago. I told you I'm all yours and I didn't just mean that emotionally. I meant that completely. There's no more hiding this.

Charlie: are you serious? like, you're being serious right now?

Charlie: now i feel dumb for not seeing the signs.

Raquel: I thought you had already picked up on it.

Raquel: I thought that's why you told me what you did.

Raquel: you're really cute when you're clueless. i just want you to know that.

Raquel: wait so yesterday when we were at my house the whole time I was getting ready where did you think I was going?

Charlie: apparently, i didn't

Charlie: i don't think i'm cute when i'm clueless but thank you?

Charlie: until you mentioned it was with your mother, i was pretty sure you were going to have dinner with Nathan

Raquel: that explains a lot.

Raquel: you can stop thinking that now.

Raquel: You don't have to worry about me dating someone else now or about hiding what we have or about thinking I'm choosing someone over you because I chose you.

Charlie: so, now we don't have to hide, any ideas of where to go?

Raquel: is that your way of saying you want to show me off?

Charlie: that, bc i'm proud of you, and because i want to go out with you now we're not hiding anymore

Charlie: unless you want to take things slow, even if we fuck a lot already, which is the opposite of taking things slow

Raquel: I want to take things at whatever pace you want to take them. I am all for going out. I want to be the one to show you off.

Raquel: let's just do the whole slower thing when we're actually in the bedroom and even then we won't do that every time because most of the time I just need you.

Charlie: so i guess we're going out. are you free later? i have a night off so if you're also free we could, i don't know, grab dinner somewhere.

Charlie: babe, it's impossible for us to go slow in the bedroom, or i'm speaking for myself at least

Raquel: I actually have to work tonight :( how about after I come over to your place and we can just sleep. I have Sunday night free.

Raquel: It's not impossible. Maybe I just have to teach you how to go slow.

Charlie: :(

Charlie: that sounds like a good plan. you can spend the night here, i'd love that

Charlie: then we'll go out on Sunday. think about places you want to go, babe

Charlie: you think? because as much as you can teach me, you know i can't keep my hands to myself around you, and it happens to you too.

Raquel: me waking up next to you sounds like a great plan.

Raquel: I already know where I want to go but I won't tell you until then.

Raquel: I think there is a lot I can still teach you. Even if you can't keep your hands to yourself. I can keep my hands to myself but like the cheesy Selena Gomez song I could but why would I want to when I have the hottest, sexiest and most caring boyfriend?

Charlie: good. i'll stay home and finish one of the books with a drink in hand. if i fall asleep, you know where i keep my spare key

Charlie: oh, surprise me then

Charlie: oh really? what you have to teach me that i haven't taught you already?

Charlie: don't keep them to yourself on my account, you know i like it when you don't do it

Raquel: If I havent said it recently I am so proud of you for sticking with your reading. I'll try not to be too late but don't wait up.

Raquel: you'll be surprised on Sunday.

Raquel: There is a lot I have to teach you. Going slow is just one thing but I have to think of other things for my lesson plans.

Charlie: you say it every now and then, but you don't need to say it. thank you, and i'm very invested in this, which was your idea in first place and you encouraged me to go for it, so i have to thank you for that

Charlie: i'll probably be asleep by then, but i'll stay up for a bit anyways

Charlie: oh yeah? what can you teach me besides that? you can't teach me anything kinky because babe, i'm your teacher in that department

Raquel: I'd like to think that you would have come up with the same idea sooner or later. I just planted the seed earlier on.

Raquel: Just try not to stay up too late okay? I don't want you losing sleep over me.

Raquel: I don't know. You're amazing in the sex department like the best I've ever had but that doesn't mean you know it all. There have to be a few things that you haven't tried yet and want to do with me.

Charlie: still, thank you for doing that. you're so supportive and no one has been that since i arrived here

Charlie: yes ma'am

Charlie: you're welcome for the mindblowing sex, babe

Charlie: then make a list. that will be our kinky list and we'll do all of that

Raquel: well it's not like you aren't supportive of my dreams. It takes a lot for someone to not just say that I'm the millionth girl in la that wants to make acting dreams happen but instead of you blowing that off you actually support me.

Raquel: careful. I actually might start liking the ma'am thing even if it's new.

Raquel: as if my orgasm wasn't enough of a you're welcome.

Raquel: all of it and I can't be the only one adding to that list. And second: the only restriction is no other people. There's no way I'm sharing you. Someone might get clingy.

Charlie: you may be the millionth girl in LA who wants to be an actress, but let me tell you something. you're good and you're really determined, so if someone tells you that, they suck balls

Charlie: add it to the kinky list then.

Charlie: i'll be adding things too. i mean, i'm pretty sure there are kinky things we haven't done yet.

Charlie: i wasn't thinking of having any threesome or anything and sharing you with other people, but that's a good rule to add. that would be too much even for me, and that comes from me. no, i'm not sharing you either.

Raquel: you keep talking like that and you might not need to wait until morning for sex

Raquel: maybe I will. I can go full on dominatrix.

Raquel: there have to be but I guess when I have let you do so much it's hard to think of what else I can let you do to me.

Raquel: so there's no weird voyeurism kink? You din't want to like watch some other guy have sex with me or something weird?

Charlie: so we could have sleepy sex in the middle of the night? then i'm going to bed early, just in case

Charlie: that's something i'd like to see, bring it on.

Charlie: there must be something, we just have to think of what we've done and what we haven't.

Charlie: i won't deny that seeing you with another woman wouldn't turn me on, but i would probably get jealous at some point, so i think i pass

Raquel: lol maybe. Rest up Tiger, I'm keeping you up all night.

Raquel: as long as I don't have to wear actual leather or pleather.

Raquel: i want a lot of things actually. But it looks like I'm going to be doing a bit of online shopping.

Raquel: another woman? It can still be a fantasy for you. What am I doing in this fantasy and why does it have to be a woman?

Charlie: my neighbors are going to kill me if we have loud sex in the middle of the night... not that i care

Charlie: you could wear a garbage bag and you'd look hot

Charlie: online shopping? now i'm curious

Charlie: i don't know, it was a hot fantasy i woke up to a few weeks after we met. one in which you're making out with one. then you were naked, and then you were fucking her.

Charlie: still, i have no intentions of sharing you with no one, not even a woman.

Raquel: well it's a good thing I don't care about your neighbors at all. This should remind her that you're mine.

Raquel: well garbage bags aren't really what dominatrixes wear so I have to actually get into character babe.

Raquel: mhmm. I want vibrators and a swing and whatever else just magically ends up in my cart.

Raquel: you were having fantasies about me weeks after we met?

Raquel: you totally had a crush on me.

Raquel: good thing I don't want anyone else. You're mine and I'm not afraid to admit that sometimes I get jealous.

Charlie: she should know that already at this point from all the noise we make when we fuck

Charlie: get whatever you want, babe. you'd look hot with everything you choose to wear.

Charlie: you want a sex swing? where would we keep it, babe? are we getting a room for sex toys or what?

Charlie: hey, i was a horny fuckboy who only thought about sex. now i'm just a horny guy who thinks about sex most of the time.

Charlie: and i wasn't crushing, pls

Charlie: good, because i only want you and i can't wait to show you that while we're going out and in bed

Raquel: it doesn't hurt to keep reminding her.

Raquel: I haven't worked out the logistics of where everything would go but no I'm not getting a room just for toys. That would require actually moving.

Raquel: my reformed fuckboy who luckily gets sex most of the time he wants it.

Raquel: you totally were. You had a crush on me. It's okay to admit it.

Raquel: I already do see that. You have a job where you easily could look somewhere else. You have a hot neighbor who wants you. You didn't have to put up with all my crazy or with me being with Nathan. You waited for me and weren't with anyone else and I know it doesn't sound like a lot but it is because like you said you were different before and I know that's scary to think of how much you've changed and I wasn't saying that so that you could freak out. I was saying that because I know before I was insane and jealous and neurotic even but I know now that you only want me and I don't think you realize how much that means to me and I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep proving to you that you're the only person I want too.

Charlie: nope, it doesn't. in fact i love how we do that

Charlie: who do i have to thank because we're not getting our personal red room? because that would be creepy

Charlie: that happens because i know how to get it and because you want lots of sex too. i'm a lucky bastard.

Charlie: oh please, you were the one who had a crush on me, i was the one who wanted to get in your pants

Charlie: babe, it was worth it. you were worth that and more. i could have easily given up at some point, but i didn't because i knew there was something good at the end of it. and i waited and i don't regret it at all. you don't have to prove anything to me because you already did.

Raquel: the fact that you even know what the term red room is is a little scary. That isn't happening. We aren't like completely nymphomaniacs

Raquel: not my fault. I just think you're extremely good looking. Very lucky.

Raquel: No. I liked you, there is a difference. Crushing is like having fantasies and maybe even picturing us together but at the time I didn't really want that. I didn't want to get near you because I figured there was no way I wasn't just going to be a notch on your belt.

Raquel: we are in so much trouble with this love and romance thing.

Charlie: i don't live under a rock. but yeah, not happening. the toys will stay in the bedroom, like normal people has them

Charlie: oh, so it's mostly my face what gets me sex, huh?

Charlie: you can have a sexual fantasy and not have a crush on a person, babe. if that was true, then i'd have had a crush on every girl i had my eye on for a fuck, and trust me, that wasn't the case

Charlie: well, you knew how to work around that and look at us now.

Charlie: so you were trying to not have a crush on me, huh?

Charlie: yep, we've been so fucked up at this, or at least i'm speaking for myself

Raquel: either that or you've been overhearing lots of conversations from horny 40 year olds obsessed with their own Christian Grey.

Raquel: your eyes if I'm being completely honest.

Raquel: okay, true.

Raquel: I figured I'd get hurt in the end so yeah, I tried not having feelings for you. And even after we slept together I thought that that was it.

Raquel: nope, it looks like both of us weren't good at this to begin with but that's okay because the whole fairytale romance thing is overrated anyway.

Charlie: the day i looked him up on the internet bc a few ladies were talking about it while i was working... he's a piece of shit

Charlie: that's good to know

Charlie: well, it's a good thing you ended up having them

Charlie: yeah, that doesn't really exist, right? a relationship has its up and downs and nothing is perfect

Raquel: you and your research. Entitled rich guy with abusive tendencies along with being a full on rapist. Yeah, he's horrible. And unfortunately I know a few people who are him in training.

Raquel: a good thing only because it worked out for us in the end. Otherwise I would have had to stand by and watch you with any girl that gave you the eye.

Raquel: even now there might be ups and downs. I don't want it to be perfect. I just want us to keep working together and just not give up on each other like we did before.

Charlie: i regret looking it up. i have to admit i'm a kinky person, but as i said, that guy is a piece of shit.

Charlie: that would be awkward and i guess you didn't like to see me flirting with them. i guess you won't like it now, even if i do it for the tips

Charlie: it won't, i'm pretty sure. it doesn't have to be perfect and no, i won't give up like we did when we broke up. promise me you won't either

Raquel: you're kinky but you aren't abusive and you've never made me do something I haven't wanted to do. You're nothing like him.

Raquel: I understand why you would flirt but you're right. I don't have to like it. I just know that it's something that comes with your job. Just like how I hope you understand that what I want to do and that me becoming an actress can mean that sometimes I might have to kiss or pretend to be in love with someone else.

Raquel: I promise.

Charlie: i promise to not become that

Charlie: i do understand that. i won't exactly like it but i'll have to suck it up. besides, i know all of that will be fake and that i'll be the one getting all of that and more

Charlie: good

Charlie: going back to our kinky list, i came up with an idea i want to add, but i need to ask you something

Raquel: Oh, trust me. Just like how you said you wouldn't let me become my mom there's no way I'm letting you become anyone other than yourself.

Raquel: so you won't get jealous? Now even seeing me at work and maybe having to flirt too?

Raquel: okay. What do you have to ask?

Charlie: then we have a deal. we won't let the other become someone else.

Charlie: i can't promise anything yet, but i'll work on it. all i know is that i'm the one you kiss and fuck after all

Charlie: how do you feel about being filmed? like, when you're touching yourself or when you have sex

Raquel: not in a million years. You're stuck being the same person or at least growing with me and not regressing into a horrible human being.

Raquel: and I con promise that no matter what no matter who might like me you're the one person I want and the one person who I'll come home to every night.

Raquel: I don't know hot to answer that.

Raquel: I trust you and I know that we could but I have to keep my future in mind. Someone gets a hold of a sex tape and my career can be over before it even starts. It doesn't mean i don't want to. Do you really want to? What would you do with it? Just keep it?

Charlie: yes, ma'am

Charlie: i like the sound of that. i won't really know how will i feel when you kiss someone else, but that's your job, but all i know is that i'll be proud of you because you'll do a good job

Charlie: yeah, that would be unfortunate. i asked you because i know things like that could happen.

Charlie: well, i think it's hot and it would be good material for lonely nights, but that's up to you. i would never make you do something you don't want to, especially because your job could be in jeopardy if someone leaks it

Charlie: i would keep a copy to jerk off to it whenever you're off somewhere to film whatever gig you land. i would send you one too, but that's it.

Raquel: well I don't want to say hopefully you'll find out soon but I do have an audition in a week for a " Ex Machina meets Silicon Valley." indie film about love i mn the modern age. I don't even know what half of it means but I just know they want me to read for the lead.

Raquel: I know, and I love that you asked instead of just putting a camera in front of me when it was go time.

Raquel: lonely night? Are you already planning on having a lot of those? And what if there's a project that's for a long period of time? Would you stay here?

Charlie: sounds interesting, you'll do it great! do you have to leave LA or something?

Charlie: i could have already installed a camera, but no, i prefer to ask you first

Charlie: well, depends on what do you want. do you want me to go with you every time you get a movie, even if it's for a short period of time?

Raquel: Well the listing just said that it would film in various places but mostly in LA. They're sending me my reading tonight

Raquel: maybe you could install the camera, or whatever you want to record me on.

Raquel: I want you to do whatever you want to do. I just know that if i have to be gone for a long time that it'll be hard on me. I miss you when I have to go to work. How am I supposed to survive like weeks of filming sometimes? And that's if it's just a movie. What if I get like a tv show? I never want to leave la. I know that but maybe if it's for a short period of time leaving you to yourself would be a good thing. I just don't want to have to go weeks without seeing my boyfriend.

Charlie: nah, that's creepy. i'm not the kind of guy who install cameras to spy on girlfriends. if we do this, i want you to give me your full consent.

Charlie: if anything, i could film myself getting off and send you videos as an alternative, although that isn't the same.

Charlie: well, if it's not for longer than a day or two i could stay here, but if it's for longer i would definitely go with you. i'd miss you too.

Charlie: we have skype and facetime in case i can't go with you, but let's hope we don't have to use them often

Raquel: It's not like you have had many girlfriends but yes this is me saying we can do this but we have to be really careful.

Raquel: that wouldn't be the same thing and maybe that's more for like snapchat or something.

Raquel: really? A day or two is all you can go without me?

Raquel: how about I promise that if my shoots take longer than a week or two that I'll fly back somehow just to spend time with you. You'll never have to go without me for too long. And I'll always talk to you before I take a long job because we're a team and I can't just make decisions for the both of us.

Charlie: you get my point, but yeah. we have to be careful when we do this because the last thing i want to do is to ruin your career. this will be for personal uses, because i'm pretty sure we look hot as fuck while fucking and it's better than porn

Charlie: well, i'm down to send you videos of me masturbating on those nights when you're away, if that's what you want

Charlie: well, more or less. maybe three days or four

Charlie: that sounds fair. i mean, we'd have to talk about it like you said to see if it works for us, but yeah, we can do that

Raquel: okay we can do it even if I don't really understand because when I'm away is when you can actually watch as much porn as you really want.

Raquel: I'd want videos. Even if all they'll do is make me want you even more.

Raquel: Okay I think I can only do four days too.

Raquel: and when you open the bar that takes priority no matter what. No exceptions.

Charlie: not all porn is good, babe. there are crappy videos and i prefer to see my girl naked

Charlie: then you'll get videos of me, naked and getting off while thinking of you, cock in hand. that's the purpose of it. that and making you want to touch yourself

Charlie: of course, babe. maybe i could get out for a couple of days and that's it, but our baby will get the attention.

Charlie: i mean, the bar. because it'll be somewhat ours.

Raquel: but some porn is. Not that I'm pushing you to watch. I actually think it's sweet that you'd rather watch us than anyone else.

Raquel: and I'm supposed to last at least four days just thinking about you and only touching myself?

Raquel: No, the bar will be yours. Your name, your business. I just support you in whatever way I can. It'll be your baby and I'll just watch my baby run it.

Raquel: and I know what you meant. You didn't have to clarify the whole baby thing because there's no way either one of us is thinking of a baby any time.

Charlie: i may watch any, we'll see about it

Charlie: probably. i think you'll survive without my tongue and cock. think about how hot will be the sex once we see each other again. plus, the thought of you getting off because i'm not there is hot

Charlie: i was hoping you would be somewhere in the papers and all the shit i'll have to go through, but i appreciate it too. all the help is welcome

Charlie: yeah, because when you become an actress and i own a bar, it'll be nearly impossible to raise a kid, or at least that's how i see it now

Raquel: porn is your only way you can really think about another woman so if I were you I'd take as much porn action as I can get.

Raquel: I'm not really one for delayed gratification. Cuming by myself isn't the same as when you make me do it.

Raquel: okay I'll be on whatever you need me to be on but I just want you to know that this is yours and your bar and me are the two things in life that are completely yours.

Raquel: even when we're both settled and have our careers it would be hard. I don't know if that's something I'm ready for at any time of my life.

Charlie: i'll look for good porn then and i'll think of you, that way i'll be inspired to add things to our kinky list

Charlie: then i'll give you two orgasms for each orgasm you get by yourself, and for each time you don't reach it i'll make it up for it.

Charlie: you and my bar are mine. fuck, that sounds even beautiful

Charlie: i think neither of us will be ready for it.

Raquel: so even then you aren't going to be thinking of other girls?

Raquel: so whenever I go away and do come back I should just clear my schedule for a week is what you're saying?

Raquel: yep me and your bar. Yours forever.

Raquel: so we're on the same page. No kids for us.

Charlie: i'll try not to, but i'll try to focus on how hot is my girlfriend and how much i want her naked while i watch porn

Charlie: do you watch any and think of me?

Charlie: not for a week, but at least for a whole day so i can fuck you and make up for all the days i didn't

Charlie: i love it. i love you

Charlie: exactly. no kids for us. never.

Raquel: well if you do that's completely okay.

Raquel: nope not at all. When I watch I'm totally thinking about one of the famous chris' duh.

Raquel: if you think you can make up for everything in one day you really must not get how much and how often I think about you.

Raquel: I love you too. So much and I'm so glad we're on the same page. I don't think that's something I would have been able to compromise on and not being able to give you something you wanted would have killed me. I want to give you everything you've ever wanted.

Charlie: should i be offended, babe? tell me about which one of them at least

Charlie: i'll probably need the whole day and at least next morning to do that, but what if you just have one day to see me?

Charlie: me too. i don't want to pressure you to do anything you don't want to, whether it is something kinky or something as big as having a baby. i wouldn't be able to live with that

Raquel: well there's Hemsworth and sometimes Evans but honestly it's rare. I don't think you can get offended because it's not like I have them and chances are they aren't as good in bed to begin with.

Raquel: if I just have one day then idk I might just have to leave sexually frustrated.

Raquel: trust me, you have never pressured me to do something I didn't want to do. You've supported me and been in my corner even when i was with someone else. And if you ever feel like I'm pressuring you with anything I want you to tell me.

Charlie: i happen to think i'm prettier than those guys

Charlie: if i ever let you leave my apartment and you're sexually frustrated that means i didn't do a good job at satisfying you

Charlie: i will let you know, and you haven't pressured me to do anything either, so you're good

Raquel: of course you would.

Raquel: that just means I would never leave your apartment because me being completely satisfied of you is never really going to happen.

Raquel: I have to go flirt with skeezy old men now but enjoy your reading. I love you and I'll see you later tonight.

Charlie: don't you agree with that? i mean, they're hot, but

Charlie: i can at least satisfy you enough to survive until the next time

Charlie: ouch, that sucks, but hopefully that will be over soon.

Charlie: see you later, although i'll be asleep by the time you're here

Raquel: but they're not you. Yes I agree.

Raquel: okay maybe that's true because if not we really would never leave and we'd just have to live off sex and sunshine.

Raquel: rest up. I'm already planning on keeping you up all night so see ya later.

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