Invisible String (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem Reader)

Nox

Y/N POV

Okay, I might have started out strong in terms of being able to handle this whole long distance thing, but I apparently didn't account for those times I wasn't keeping myself busy and my mind was free to wander as it tended to. Because when my mind wanders, I tend to overthink a lot of things and when I overthink things, I panic.

Yeah, not good.

And I found myself facing this exact type of problem at the moment. The band had agreed to take a small break, giving us all a little over a week to recuperate from the long hours we'd been spending in the studio. We'd learnt the hard way early on just how strenuous constant instrument playing and singing was on the joints and throat respectively. And on top of that Scarlett was in the recording studio this week, Colin was back in New York for another work thing, Rose was at her father's, Flo was also busy filming something as well. So that left me to fend for myself for the entirety of this break, and without Lizzie around, I knew this was most likely going to end disastrously. I could already feel my nerves beginning to rise and it was barely ten in the morning on the first day. It also didn't help that Sunday was my birthday, a day that I absolutely loathe with burning passion.

The only up side to any of this fucking mess I'd been put in was that Lizzie was coming home this weekend for said birthday. I at least had that to look forward to, and it was my driving factor to make it through this week unscathed.

Opting to get up and do something other than sit around in my huge-ass and very lonely apartment, I laced up my low-tops and was out the door, content to just walk around for a bit until I could think of something I could do. Anything that didn't let me revert back into my old ways. I'd worked too damn hard to force myself out of that state of mind, and I wasn't planning on going back there anytime soon. I was worth more than that, despite what my brain sometimes still likes to make me try and believe. And Lizzie definitely deserves more than a damaged shell of a girlfriend, so if I wasn't willing to work on myself and my issues for said self, then I'd do it for her.

Hell, I probably do anything for that woman. Which is somewhat hilarious, considering we've only been together for a few months. I'm definitely whipped, but can you blame me when my girlfriend was Elizabeth Olsen?

No? Yeah. I thought so.

I passed by several shops, stopping to look at a few things that managed to catch my eye. There was a specific thrift place that I loved just around the block from my apartment. The little old lady that managed the store was always so nice and had helped me pick out quite a few of my favorite pieces I'd gathered over the years. Not to mention that a portion of the funds went towards the local homeless shelter, which I was also familiar with. The band and I tried to give back as much as we could, and we'd spent a few Thanksgivings and Christmases (and even some weekends on my part) helping in any way that we could. Coming from a background where money wasn't always something we had in abundance, it only felt right to help when I could.

Just as always the thrift shop had been a nice distraction from thinking about how I was going to spend the next week dreading every waking moment until I could see Lizzie. I'd managed to snag a few more flannels in pretty decent shape, thinking I could get use out of them when it came time to tour at the beginning of next year during the first few months where it tended to be colder on the East side of the country.

With my bag of clothes in hand, I continued down my indivisible path, letting my feet carry me wherever they wanted until I suddenly found myself standing outside a small vet clinic. I'd passed by this specific one several times, but never felt compelled to enter or pay much attention to it. Sawyer had been adamant that we weren't going to have pets, so I'd learned to let my eyes pass over it unless I wanted to start another argument. Even though I loved animals, and had been around them my whole life on the farm back home, I wanted to make Sawyer happy.