Day: August 17, 2018

rustandglass·:

“If you say so.”

Erys could spot a lie when she saw one, but she wasn’t going to argue if that was the story Chayton planned on sticking to. Sure, she knew that that sort of technology was at least possible, but she’d seen things like that before, and they looked very obviously fake compared to Grayson’s eyes.

“Da’s go’ money. Ya can ge’ all sor’s o’ realis’ic lookin’ shi’ wi’ enough of i’.”

An honest reply, at least. Of course, his dad wasn’t as good at keeping his savings than his aunt was, but Ava made sure that at least some of Grayson’s funds were secure. 

“Why ya seem like ya wanna believe ‘im?”

I want to write, but I’m tired af and won’t be on tonight after work. Dunno what time I’ll be on tomorrow either because going to Pride when I get off of work. Sunday I will def be on after work and then I’m off on Monday, so there’s that at least?

babyitsmagic‌:

“Your grandma sounds like a bitch,” he said flatly. “Or at the very least, controlling as fuck.” Too blunt, probably, but he didn’t sugarcoat things.

“She let my dad, aunt, and uncle do as they pleased. Dad’s not really responsible, aunt killed herself, uncle’s locked up. She sort of over-corrected.” 

babyitsmagic‌:

“I guess. Seems easier to make friends with people you see every day, though.” Not that Wilder had ever had very many close friends. He didn’t like people and he was bad at pretending he did. “You’re not wrong, but I feel like most people think about the best-case-scenario at least once.”

She shrugged, not really bothered by it. There had always been kids her age around when she was younger and, despite growing apart over the years, she still trusted her cousin completely. “I was raised to be more practical than that, I guess. Granny wasn’t really big on letting anyone have their heads in the clouds.”

babyitsmagic‌:

“Public schools are shit. I dropped out because they’re shit. But they’re still how people learn how to at least pretend to function. I guess it helps that you had other kids, but it’s a miracle you’re not one of those weird people who made up a language with the only person you spent time around as a child or whatever.” He shook his head, which was a mistake. He still didn’t think he was drunk enough but he sure as hell wasn’t sober. “But have you really never thought about what you’d be doing in an ideal world or whatever?”

“I also grew up in the city and it’s not hard to take kids to the park to meet other kids,” she pointed out, relaxing a little. Years of practice had perfected the story of her schooling, so people seldom ventured deeper than that. “Not really. Tried college, but couldn’t really land on anything that I wanted to do long term. Besides, no use fantasizing about an ideal world. Won’t get anyone anywhere to live in fantasy land.”

babyitsmagic‌:

“…what I’m hearing is that your grandma home schooled you so you had no social skills and then she threw you into the fucking lion’s den of food service? Jesus, how the fuck did you turn out even kind of normal?”

“Dude, I wasn’t the only one she was teaching. My cousin and a few friends of the family’s kids were all stuck with me. Some people just don’t like the idea of New York Public schools, I guess.”

babyitsmagic‌:

Both of his brows rose at that. “You should be way weirder. You’re…” He gestured vaguely. “Fuck, I don’t know. Too good with people for someone who was home schooled.”

She had to laugh at that. “Granny’s been having Brynn and me helping wait tables and shit since we were in our teens. You learn fast when dealing with people all the damn time.”

babyitsmagic‌:

“Isn’t that like… the whole point of a high school counselor? Helping teenagers sort their shit out?” He didn’t actually know for certain. He’d dropped out before he’d met one.

“I was home schooled.” Her granny was certified and it had led to classes that weren’t taught in schools, but she never felt too much like she had missed out on anything. At least Brynnlie had been miserable with her. 

babyitsmagic‌:

His nose scrunched at the mention of kids, eternally baffled by anyone’s desire to bring more humans into this shit show of a world. “Congrats to them, I guess?” He opened his eyes again, glancing her way. “What would you rather be doing?”

“I guess? Not really big on kids myself, no matter how cute her two are.” She could only really handle being around them maybe twenty minutes before she was just done. “I…” Colette paused, unsure of how to answer. “I don’t really know. No one’s ever actually asked me that before.”