04-15-2021, 08:07 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]he takes a long drag from the cigarette, holding the hit in as he watches garble play in the snow; she likes it, luckily, but gets cold relatively quickly from her thin coat. they take a lot of short outdoor breaks. it wasn’t too bad, until the outings started just feeding his smoking habit. he’s leaning against the railing of the stairs, tapping some ash off his smoke when the doors open behind him. slowly, bowie turns his head to look at whoever’s leaving the lodge. max. in an instant, a warm smile is on his lips, [color=#80bfff]” hey, baby doll, “ he greets sweetly, turning to face her as his dog rushes for her, [color=#80bfff]” hey, garble, down, “ he scolds, earning a small talk back from the pup, [color=#80bfff]” her dad should really teach her some manners. “ bowie jokes, at his own expense.
[color=#80bfff]” i need to, uh, talk to you about something? “
aspen nods quickly, his bottom lip jutting out some, [color=#80bfff]” yeah, of course, what’s up? “ he asks, observing her reaction. her shiver makes him want to warm her up, [color=#80bfff]” you want one? “ he asks, reaching into his coat pocket to grab his pack of cigarettes, opening and holding it out to max for her to take.
being in northstar really changed everything between the two of them. bowie went from the funny guy crushing on the intelligent and captivating woman to actually being her lover. maxine always left him feeling over the moon, he hangs on to her every word and would cross oceans for her all in a few short months. while he enjoys their time together, treasures it even, aspen still isn’t a huge future thinker. he lives and thinks in the moment, so he just takes as much time as he can get with max. he never expects the curve ball of a kid, the thought doesn’t cross his mind. not even now, when a lot of people would be panicking by the haunting ” we need to talk, “ does that pop into his head.
his bubble’s about to burst.
[color=#80bfff]” i need to, uh, talk to you about something? “
aspen nods quickly, his bottom lip jutting out some, [color=#80bfff]” yeah, of course, what’s up? “ he asks, observing her reaction. her shiver makes him want to warm her up, [color=#80bfff]” you want one? “ he asks, reaching into his coat pocket to grab his pack of cigarettes, opening and holding it out to max for her to take.
being in northstar really changed everything between the two of them. bowie went from the funny guy crushing on the intelligent and captivating woman to actually being her lover. maxine always left him feeling over the moon, he hangs on to her every word and would cross oceans for her all in a few short months. while he enjoys their time together, treasures it even, aspen still isn’t a huge future thinker. he lives and thinks in the moment, so he just takes as much time as he can get with max. he never expects the curve ball of a kid, the thought doesn’t cross his mind. not even now, when a lot of people would be panicking by the haunting ” we need to talk, “ does that pop into his head.
his bubble’s about to burst.
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[align=left]just a teenage dirtbag, baby ･ﾟ✧ ☾
[i][b]--- listen to iron maiden, baby, with me