Bottle cap, off. Mask, on.
No traces left behind? Nope. Complete obscurity? Check.
Perfect spot for spray painting. Sasha got to work.
LA was littered. Littered with graffiti, and more than half of that was by Sasha Waybright, a well known tagger that had big plans to graffiti every damn surface in LA. All sides of a building, top and bottom included, the sidewalk, the road, not trees though, gotta respect nature.
On this particular night, Sasha was spray painting the side of a building. It wasn't a busy night, which was a rare, rare occasion in LA, but perfectly fine for Sasha's case.
The crickets were loud and probably annoying to others, but Sasha found comfort in them. They played songs for her to listen to while she illegally graffitied buildings.
Though, the music was interrupted as she heard talking coming from around the corner, and towards her way. Immediately, she put the cap back on her paint bottle, and rushed around the corner opposite of the voices. She took off her mask, removed her hoodie, pocketed her spray paint, and pretended to be a normal pedestrian walking on the sidewalk. She'd come back to finish that piece eventually.
As she walked, her phone began ringing. Curiously, she came to a halt, and pulled it out her pocket, her eyebrows immediately raising. Marcy was calling? Sasha thinks, tilting her head. It's been a while, hasn't it? She answers the call.
"Hey Marce!What are you doing up so late, isn't it like 1 am over there?" Sasha asks in a worried tone, and yet, she couldn't help the smile from spreading on her face, continuing to walk. "Yeah, it is. Um, sorry to be calling you so suddenly, but I wanted to ask you a question." Marcy said, which caused Sasha to hum. "Ask away."
"If you had a crush on someone but they were already dating someone, what would you do?" Marcy questioned, and Sasha blinked in surprise, then snorted. "Having trouble in the love department, Mar?" She asked teasingly, chuckling as she heard Marcy stammer over her words on the other line. "Maybe?? I'm just asking for advice dude! No need to make fun of me for it." "Sorry sorry. It was just a bit sudden is all." Sasha shrugged.
Then, she thinks. "Well, I dunno what I'd do. Move on? Accept they won't date me?" Sasha answered. "...I guess you're right. I just.. Don't know." Marcy replied, and let out a sigh.
Sasha stops and thinks for a moment, before grinning. "Hey.. You're in Connecticut, right?" "Right." "Give me a day." Sasha hung up, and put back on her hoodie, turning around. She had a plan, but first, she had to finish her art piece.
"So what's this plant?" Hunter asks, bringing a potted plant over to Willow. "Oh! It's a common one, purple roses." Willow answers, carefully taking the plant off Hunter's hands, while the others around them let out a gasp of awe.
They were all currently in Willow's plant shop. Not exactly going to buy anything, but just there to talk to Willow. Who's 'they', you may be asking? Willow's friends, of course.
"What does it mean?" Anne questions, staring at the plant in awe, and reaching over to touch it. Willow pulls it away from her reach. "Well, it can mean a lot of things, but.. To sum it all up, it means elegance. Magnetism. I mean, just look at it. Don't you already feel drawn to it?"
"The color reminds me of dragon fruit." Gus states blankly, which causes Willow to blink. "I guess it does." "Does it taste like one?" Hunter questions. "I've never tasted it before. I don't really think it'd be good for you to eat a plant. "I wanna taste it. Gimme a petal." "I just said—"
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"My online best friend." (Marluz)
Romance(art creds for cover: drawn by DanaTerrace, and colored in by buttercupbop, both of which can be found on twitter) Marz and Luz are friends. Online friends. And it was meant to stay that way, online. Then came the first day of high school. Not only...
