𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ／ j.h

𝐢𝐱.

𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔
𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚
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Due to the fact that he didn't spot any clocks on the wall because he was so focused on being with Lexie, James only noticed that they spent almost an entire day together when he saw the sky go dark through the window.

So, as soon as he saw the stars trying to shine through the clouds of the dusk sky, they stood up and left, even though Lexie had fallen in love with that place and its satin curtains.

Now, he felt a little bit freer to stroll on the streets without being acknowledged, by his friend's side with his hands buried on the pockets of his jacket.

"We need to do more of today, for real." She murmured, nodding to herself while walking alongside James.

"I just love your choice of words. It's not the convential form, but the fact that I can still understand it makes me want to talk like that too," He giggled as he spoke. "And yes, we definitely need to do more of today."

"Thanks for, y'know, making me get out of bed and enjoy the day. It's been a while since I've done that. T'was nice."

"It really was. I mean, I got to see you freak out over a Pink Floyd vinyl. Do you really like those guys?" He chuckled, looking down at the tiny human by his side.

"Yes? Why would I lie about liking a band? I think they're pretty neat," She shrugged, playing with the hem of her sweatshirt. "And also, I'm kind of a paradox. I like rock and metal and all sorts of derivation of those sounds, but I hate too much noise. Pink Floyd kind of falls perfectly in between being rock but without thrash."

"So, what you're basically saying is, you absolutely hate Metallica and me as well, considering that I'm the band's vocalist."

"I never said that, you fuck turd. I like a few of your songs, I really do. But I can't bear to listen to Kill 'Em All because there's so much noise and my mind just turns into scrambled egg."

"Whatever you say, shortie. I'm still very offended." He suddenly stopped walking, faking a sad pout to her before smiling again, pointing his chin towards her building. "And you're home."

"This building looks like it would be some kind of obnoxious interviewer if it was a person. The edges are so damn rough." She frowned, not even hesitating before walking towards it, almost forgetting James behind.