09-01-2020, 08:20 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]aspen’s tried to stay blissfully ignorant to a lot of the shit going on within flintlock. he minds his own business, does his chores, and skates when he finds a place that allows it. the rumors and gossiping makes him squirm, he doesn’t like being in the presence of it. it feels wasteful and makes him uncomfortable. because of that, bowie only knows what eddie’s said in meetings, but most of that seems to be threats, not too informative; which aspen is actually pretty thankful for.
he’s just wandering the lodge in his own thoughts when a noise catches his attention. it seems to be someone singing, hell yeah, that seems like something he wants to be in on. not that he sings, he doesn’t and can’t, but listening to someone else sounded like something new and cool. a little group around a crackling firebird the background, someone singing and someone gently strumming a guitar, bowie hopes it’s what he’ll find. he spots a young kid who seems to be looking too, so he turns and follows. before he can alert him to his presence, the guy disappears into a doorway which allows for the sound to flow more.
there.
aspen ends up on the heels of brendan and is looking over his shoulder, spotting elijah. the two have gotten along so far, so he is excited to see it’s him singing. “ [color=#80bfff]bro, you sound so good! “ he says. oh, very different reaction from the other guy. he doesn’t think he’s met him and hopes he didn’t startle him, showing up basically right behind him. bowie cracks a grin, hoping that could apologize for any spooks he caused, “ [color=#80bfff]sorry, i just got excited when i heard somebody. i’m bowie, though, “
he’s just wandering the lodge in his own thoughts when a noise catches his attention. it seems to be someone singing, hell yeah, that seems like something he wants to be in on. not that he sings, he doesn’t and can’t, but listening to someone else sounded like something new and cool. a little group around a crackling firebird the background, someone singing and someone gently strumming a guitar, bowie hopes it’s what he’ll find. he spots a young kid who seems to be looking too, so he turns and follows. before he can alert him to his presence, the guy disappears into a doorway which allows for the sound to flow more.
there.
aspen ends up on the heels of brendan and is looking over his shoulder, spotting elijah. the two have gotten along so far, so he is excited to see it’s him singing. “ [color=#80bfff]bro, you sound so good! “ he says. oh, very different reaction from the other guy. he doesn’t think he’s met him and hopes he didn’t startle him, showing up basically right behind him. bowie cracks a grin, hoping that could apologize for any spooks he caused, “ [color=#80bfff]sorry, i just got excited when i heard somebody. i’m bowie, though, “
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[align=left]just a teenage dirtbag, baby ･ﾟ✧ ☾
[i][b]--- listen to iron maiden, baby, with me