teen jesus and the jean teasers (flip + rhys)
Jan 17, 2024 4:18:53 GMT -5
Post by d1f october rhapsody fray ❁ on Jan 17, 2024 4:18:53 GMT -5
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flip jones.i almost missed the party.
i was meaning to go, i was, but i got distracted. i got talking and i lost track of time and then when i got home i was real, real tired. and when i woke up the world was all blurry and i felt that feeling, you know the one in your stomach after you slept too hard in the afternoon, and it's not like hungry or thirsty but a mix of both and everything just feels kind of wrong? that one.
i was lying on my bedroom floor trying to figure out what to do when harry showed up. banged on the door like he was a peacekeeper or something. great heavy thumps. i woulda been scared if i wasn't used to him barging in here all the time. i told him to knock and this is what i get.
"are you coming?" he says, not hello or how are you. fuck him.
took another few seconds for me to remember where i was supposed to be. there was a shirt on the back of the chair (smelled okay) and some pants on the floor so i got myself together quick-smart. it was already dark when we left.
"get some dinner!" ma yelled as we left.seems counterproductive.
while we walked, harry and me, we got shouted at by some old lady. said we egged her house, or something,which is true, but she doesn't have to be such a bitch about it. it was only a bit of fun. all the way there i tried to skip pebbles so they'd get harry in the head, but my aim was rubbish and i kept missing.
i wasn't sure where we were headed, so i just followed harry. it started getting fancy. the kind of houses with gates out front. i tried daring harry to nick something but it was like the man was on a mission or something. once we arrived it became pretty clear what his mission was. some girl. better looking than the last one, i'll give him that much. he left me immediately, the prick. it's fine, though, i don't need him. it would just be real helpful to know who's fucking party i'm even at.
half a bottle of vodka later and the point is pretty much moot, because i wouldn't know even if i did know. harry and that girl are in some dingy back room licking each other's tonsils. this house is real big, real nice.ma would be real jealous of these people.they've got a good liquor cabinet too. sure they won't mind me helping myself. community spirit and all that. charity for the poor. how philanfuckingthropic of them.
i'm lighting up a cigarette out the back when i see a familiar face. his name is rhys, and we used to go to school together, before i stopped going. i think he's doing peacekeeper shit now, which is a shame, because he's pretty hot, if you can overlook the whole pig thing. i take another swig (it's funny because this is some expensive shit but it all tastes like ass to me) and decide that i can, in fact, overlook the pig thing.
"hey! copper-boy! want a smoke?" luckily the pack isn't empty and i can wave one in his general direction.