Chix Flix

Shutter Too

|no canon, rewritten, edited|

"You know. A party doesn't sound like a bad idea-" Isadora chimed as she rifled through the clothes in Maddox's room. Everything he wore always so fun and weird. It was an interesting style. One that she admired quietly. It took weird confidence to wear whatever you want like he did. Or maybe, just the lack in care for what other people thought.

"A party?" Maddox slipped on a lace shirt. One he hadn't worn in a while. But it was a warm night, he was sure he could get away with it.

It's been a while since they went to a party together. Mainly because Maddox usually didn't like it.

"This one seems cool. Not like that last one where that guy-" Maddox cut her off with a fake gag as she wrapped his feather boa around her neck. Already thinking about the dude, covered in his own vomit, trying to make out with that girl. There's partying hard of course... But then there's that.

"I do not want to remember that, thank you." He made her giggle with his retort, pulling on a coat before looking in the mirror, trying to see if his back up accessory would look alright. Issa continuing to look through his things with curiosity. His room was such a weird place to be.

"I'm just saying, they have cool burnouts instead. Maybe you'll meet cool people." She could have said something along the lines of... Well... Making new friends.

But she liked being his only one.

It wasn't exactly selfish if he agreed, was it? He didn't seem to be very interested in making new friends after the way he trailed after Isadora. For some strange reason she never thought to ask herself, she was the only person he seemed interested in to care about.

She ran her fingers over the fabric of a skirt. She's never seen it before. It was dark red, soft. And really.... Small. It was definitely not Maddox's. She wouldn't doubt that he'd wear a skirt, but he was a big guy. Too big for this at least. Who's was this-?

"Well let's go then, I'll give it another try." He hummed happily. Surprising her a bit at the lack of his usual whining resistance.

"Great. Drive me home really quick, I'm going to get dressed while you can keep looking as fashionable as always-" She laughed. Losing her place in the racks, the skirt disappearing from her view, and suddenly completely off her mind.

He frowned, but followed her out as the small creak for a few hangers was all they left behind.

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It took maybe four of those tiny jello cups Maddox almost inhaled to realize they weren't cheering him on because that was just a lot of little jellos.

It hit the blond a lot harder than he thought as the two beers and shot someone pushed into his hand earlier seemed to finally all work together. His vision tilting as he felt his head cloud. The green jelly suddenly as unattractive as all the people's loud music and laughter.

He ate it anyways. Wondering how it would feel to get this bad anyways. He knew that Issa knew. She seemed to know everything about stuff he asked. She was an expert in what seemed to be the teenage agenda. But this... This was her specialty.

He tossed the little cup at a guy before they moved on to something else to rile themselves up for. The shifting his eyes did as the room seemed to swing in beat to the music, the warmth in his chest as he felt his head grow light. No wonder she liked to drink so much. It felt so nice like this, like he didn't actually have to be in his body if he had to. He could simply rock and move in time to the music. If only there weren't so many-