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──    .ᐟ  @richmouths ,
            
            oh,   uh...    {  the  question  catches  konnie  off  guard,   the  twinge  in  her  heart  memorable  for  what  little  improvement  it  is  from  the  stabbing  pain  the  question  would  have  been  months  ago.  }   a  lotta  bands.   my  chemical  romance,  paramore,  something  called...  the  smashing  pumpkins ??   i  think ??   she  played  a  few  songs  on  guitar,  too.   ( .. )   she  had  a  nice  voice.

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱          yeah.     it's    pretty    good.          [     he's    tapping    his    fingers    to    the    beat,     softly.     it's    difficult    due to   driving,     but    richie    makes    it    work.     he    chuckles    at    her    comment    regarding    caitlyn,     his    finger    tapping    coming    to    a    temporary    halt.     ]          what    else    did    she    end    up    playing    for    you,     kiddo?

──    .ᐟ  @richmouths ,
            
            'early  sunsets  over  monroeville'.    's  good,   right ??   {  there's  the  eager  grin  of  a  child  wanting  to  gain  approval  pulling  across  konnie's  lips  now,   the  slight  bounce  in  her  seat  fueled  only  by  how  close  she  is  to  unraveling  the  history  to  her  father.   she  feels  childish,  seeking  this  out,  but  it's  easy  enough  to  ignore  how  she  failed  the  casual  part  of  hogging  the  aux  for  a  few  minutes.  }    it's  the  first  song  i  remember  listening  to.   pretty  sure  mom  was  worried  i'd  get  her  stuck  listening  to  some  nursery  rhyme  on  repeat,   so  she  played  the  good  shit  only   :3  

──    .ᐟ  @richmouths ,
            
            babies,   teenagers,   guys  who  probably  need  adhd  meds.   doesn't  matter.    {  the  jest  comes  with  a  light  nudge  of  her  shoulder  against  her  father,   well-intentioned  enough  to  not  put  any  mockery  behind  the  tone.   the  apple  can't  make  fun  of  the  tree,   after  all.  }    pretty  sure  it's  supposed  to  keep   'em  entertained  so  they  don't  electrocute  themselves.   did  you  guys  seriously  have  the  tv  reminding  everyone  they  had  kids ?? 

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱          [     it    isn't    until    after    it    happens    that    richie    begins    to    realize    what's    occurred,     yet    bothers    not    with    taking    back    his    words.     instead,     as    realization    hits,     he    instead    sighs    and    watches    konnie    as    she    speaks,     eyes    occasionally    darting    to    the    fruit    on    the    screen.     ]          this    is    for    who,     babies?     parents    didn't    care    about    those,     man.     prolly    coulda    been    out    until    midnight    and    no    one    would    have    noticed.

──    .ᐟ  @richmouths ,
            
            sick.   thanks!    {  the  attempt  at  soothing  an  assistants  baby  is  apparently  working  better  on  a  middle  aged  man..  but  really,   konnie  thinks  it's  better  that  she  doesn't  complain.  }    did  they  not  have  shit  like  this  when  you  were  a  kid...??   i'd  figure  the  eighties  was  like,   peak  time  for  making  dancing  fruit  videos.   with  all  the  acid,  i  mean. 

;   spam  here &&  summer !! 

@scarreddreams- 
            
            //HEYYYY. HERE AND NATHAN

*/   replying  soon  #trust

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱          and    musical.     love    abba.          [     richie    glances    between    the    different   cds    in    his    hands,      attempting   to    recall    what    he's    seen    before    of    the    last    option.     ]          i    think    some    sorta    alien    lives    in    this    guy's    car.     maybe    a    transformers    rip    off    but    about ..     y'know.     monster    trucks.

──    .ᐟ  @richmouths , 
            
            mamma  mia ??   topical.    {  with  a  mischievous  grin  konnie  pulls  the  blanket  closer  to  her,   tucking  the  corners  down  until  she's  completely  cocooned.  }   the  hell  is  monster  trucks  about ??  
            
            */    they're  so  very  dear  to  my  heart !! 

──    .ᐟ  @teendriven ,
            
            this  place  looks  like  it  never  escaped  the  eighties.  they  probably  have,   like,   night  of  the  living  dead  or  whatever.    {  which  doesn't  sound  bad  in  her  very  humble,   very  professional  opinion,   but  she  isn't  looking  to  steer  the  ship  in  a  town  that  seems  determined  to  be  an  iceberg.   swinging  herself  back  up  konnor  blinks  through  the  wave  of  dizziness,   waiting  for  it  to  pass  before  continuing.  }    you  wanna  go,   i'm  free.   don't  have  to  be  on  some  clown's  dinner  table  until  tomorrow   :)    maybe  we  can  try  the  arcade,   too.   it  looks  run  down  as  shit,  but  that's  part  of  the  fun !!  

ׂ   ᶻᵒᵒᵐ ／ ⋆ ۪            whatever's    there,     i    suppose.          [     now,     typically    when    being    creeped    out    by    a    town,     it    feels    better    to    keep    to    yourself,     not    go    out,     avoid    trouble.     summer    would    follow    this,     but    she    simply    doesn't    bother    to     care.     they    deserve    to    get    their    minds    off    this    stuff.     ]         if    that's    fucked    up,     then    so    am    i.     i    think    i    saw    the    conjuring    2    there.

──    .ᐟ  @teendriven ,
            
            for  what ??    {  konnie's  interest  is  sincere  even  as  she  continues  to  dangle  her  head  off  the  arm  of  the  chair,   focus  not  pinned  anywhere  in  particular  as  she  listens  for  the  elder.  }    i  dunno  about  you,  but  i'm  kinda  in  the  mood  for  a  horror  movie.   ( .. )    is  that  fucked  up ??

──    .ᐟ  @teendriven ,
            
            nothing's  on  my  mind.    {  besides  inevitable  death  and  the  likelihood  of  losing  the  last  people  she  has  left,   that  is.   she's  far  from  her  conversational  self  right  now  even  as  she  tries  to  keep  appearances,   exhaustion  behind  every  move  as  she  pulls  herself  together.  }    haven't  been  sleeping  good,   that's  all.   think  i  probably  got  insomnia,   but  that's  not  my  problem.    ( .. )    you  wanna  sit  with  me ?? 

ׂ   ᶻᵒᵒᵐ ／ ⋆ ۪            [      recently,     summer    learned    that    the     thing    they're    going    after    knows    her    fear    the    same    as    anyone    else's.     it    wasn't    comforting,     to    say    the    least.     perhaps    that    is    what    inclines    her    to    check    on    konnie.     ]          if    you    wanna    share    what's    on    your    mind,     i'm    here    to    listen,     kon.

──    .ᐟ  @teendriven ,
            
            i'm  fine.    {  if  fine  somehow  became  synonymous  with  'not  fine  at  all,   thank  you  very  much',  konnie  could  be  the  poster  child.   the  quiet  enveloping  her  like  a  shroud  doubles  as  a  shield  from  the  world  around  her,   the  exhaustion  and  hurt  deep  in  her  bones  far  too  much  to  fake  away  from  much  longer.  }    just  thinking.   got  a  lot  going  on  or  whatever.

──    .ᐟ  @teendriven ,
            
            forty-five  minutes ??   they're  barely  outta  the  night  womb.    {  but  it  ultimately  appears  that,   despite  the  choices  she'd  like  to  have  in  the  matter,   konnie  is  well  and  truly  out  of  bed  for  the  day.   thinking  longingly  of  the  bed  she's  suddenly  far  fonder  of  she  sludge  forward,  the  fact  that  she  barely  got  up  fifteen  minutes  ago  evident  in  her  unbrushed  hair.   at  least  she's  not  still  in  her  pajamas.  }    where  are  we  going ??   don't  say  somewhere  with  bright  ass  lights.   i  think  i  might  punch  someone  if  i  deal  with  them  this  early.

ׂ   ᶻᵒᵒᵐ ／ ⋆ ۪            yup !!          [     as    summer    peeks    out    of    her    car,     she's    grinning,     sunglasses    on.     for    whatever    reason,    she    had    chosen    today    to    be    a    day    full    of    fun.     things    they    had    previously    done    before,     casual    shopping,     getting    ice    cream,     were    now    to    be    done    back    to    back.     it    had    only    just    begun.     ]          the    stores    are    already    open,     kon,     as    of..     forty - five    minutes    ago.    
            
            ;    she's   so   real   for   that   though ??

──    .ᐟ  @teendriven ,
            
            is  that  a  fucking  mean  girls  reference... ??    {  being  awake  currently  feels  like  public  enemy  number  one  as  konnie  rubs  her  eyes,   sighing  through  her  nose  as  she  tries  to  orient  herself.   right.   she's  got  friends  now.  friends  who,  by  some  cruel  twist  of  fate,  are  conscious  and  alive  before  eleven  in  the  morning.  }    feels  like  we  could've  decided  this  at  a  reasonable  hour,   y'know.   you  wanna  be  the  first  person  in  the  stores  or  something ?? 
            
            */   sorry  about  her  once  again ,,  she's  not  a  morning  person  <//3  

@scarreddreams- 
            
            //Across the board!!!!

/      HERE N EDDIE !!    

;   spam  here  +  richie !!

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱          [     the    pang    of    guilt    hits    like    a    freight    train.     he    leaves    so    he    doesn't    hurt    her,     and    that's    exactly    what    happens.     he    felt    his    heart    break    just    seeing    the    aftermath.     ]          your    leg    is    probably    going    to    get    hurt    if    you    so    much    as    step    inside.          [     he    frowns    as    he    talks.     he    sounds    like    mrs.    kaspbrak,     way    back    when,    he    thinks.     ]

──    .ᐟ  @richmouths ,
            
            oh,  'cause  the  last  time  i  was  alone  went  so  well ??   {  with  a  pointed  look  to  her  leg —  still  healing,   still  aching  like  a  motherfucker —  konnie  shakes  her  head,   grabbing  her  switchblade  from  the  bedside  table  in  what  little  preparation  she  can  take.   she's  not  going  to  be  alone.   not  again.  }    i'm  not  sitting  on  my  ass  and  waiting  for  you  to—   *no.*   i'm  either  coming  with  or  i'm  following  you,   but  i'm  not  staying.