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Re: Metropolis [RL-RP]
DIR By: Monae
Date: December 26, 2016, 8:23 pm
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'Can tonight hurry up already? I have ice cream calling my
name.......' Monae's eyes glanced around the empty bar as
boredom showed on her features. She was not feeling the slowness
of this day. She wanted to call Andres. Maybe they needed to
talk about what happened. Maybe.
She pulled out her phone and pulled up his contact. 'Call him?
Message him? Should I just leave him alone?'
A deep sigh passed her lips as she placed her phone back into
her pocket. She couldn't bring herself to talk to him right now.
What would she say? What could he say? The awkwardness between
them would only make things worse.
"Why him......?" The words whispered their way out of her lips
as she shook her head.
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Re: Metropolis [RL-RP]
DIR By: Sebastian the Star Lord
Date: December 28, 2016, 11:20 am
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Andres sat in the car outside the bar where Andro worked, trying
to figure out what to say to her. The silence between them was
torturous! For them to go a whole day without exchanging words
was unheard of, let alone a whole weekend! But no matter what,
he couldn't come up with anything to portray the way he felt.
An hour later, he was still sitting in his car. He contemplated
turning and going back home. She would be off for the next two
days. Maybe that would be a better time to talk to her. No. That
was just an excuse. It had already been several days. There
would be no benefit to waiting another.
With a heavy sigh, and still no clue what he would say, Andres
got out of the car and made his way into the building. He stood
in the entrance for some time, where he could see Andro, but she
couldn't see him. She was as beautiful as ever, but like him,
she looked pained, suffering. He couldn't leave things the way
they were. He stepped forward, and into view, but words escaped
him, the air in his lungs fleeing off and hiding behind the
booth and chairs, leaving him completely helpless and alone.
Heart beating out of his chest, all he could manage was to look
in her direction, hoping she could save him from the lack of
oxygen.
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Re: Metropolis [RL-RP]
DIR By: Cadence
Date: January 23, 2017, 7:28 pm
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‘I should just talk to him. What’s the worst that could happen?
……..actually I take that back. It could be a lot worse. I think
I may have lost my best friend. Why did I have to do that? Why
can’t it be like before? I just want my best friend back.’ Andro
leaned against the back of the bar, her chest heaved from a deep
sigh.
She couldn’t bring herself to speak to him first. It was her
fault in the first place. An apology would make things even more
awkward but trying to talk about it hasn’t worked. How can they
talk if she couldn’t pick up the phone? ‘I think I am going to
call him tomorrow. Hopefully I can think of something to say by
then…..but that’s easier thought than done….’
Andro turned to check the bar, hoping that someone would enter
to help her take her mind off of what happened but lady luck was
not on her side tonight. ‘What is he doing here?! When did he
get here?! What am I supposed to say to him? What is he going to
say to me?!’ Her lower body shook behind the bar but her face
held it’s composure. Her eyes lingered on his, as fearful wonder
flowed behind as she tried to calm her racing mind.
“Welcome. Sit wherever you’d like. Is there anything that I can
get you?” Her voice was not the one that he was accustomed to,
it was the one used for her customers. She couldn’t bring
herself to allow her natural emotions for him to flow free. Too
many tears had spilled already, she didn’t want anymore.
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Re: Metropolis [RL-RP]
DIR By: Sebastian the Star Lord
Date: January 31, 2017, 4:14 pm
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They were the toughest twelve steps that Andres had ever taken.
They gave him an eternity to overevaluate Monae's words, her
poture, her tone... None of it was good She treated him like any
other customer, not like a friend she had known her whole life!
It was a far cry from when he had come to see her only a few
days prior.
Even so, he made his way to the bar and had a seat. She held his
gaze, as if she were waiting for something, but he still wasn't
sure what to say. So when she asked if she could get him
anything, he shook his head. "Let me buy you a drink." He said.
The life behind his eyes wasn't there like it normally was, but
there was still a hint of his usual charm in his voice. He was
trying...
He knew that she could have drinks, within reason. But paying
for it gave her the freedom to go wild with her drink of choice.
But a drink wasn't going to fix this. Hell, a drink was the
cause of it all! But he needed something to break the ice. But
what was to come after that? For a few minutes, he sat,
silently, unable to form a word, let alone a coherent sentence.
This setting simply wouldn't do... "When do you get a break?" He
asked. His only hope was to get her to a more comfortable place.
They had spent countless nights up talking in his car. Maybe
that would work. That was, if she would even agree to come with
him...
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Re: Metropolis [RL-RP]
DIR By: Monae
Date: February 28, 2017, 8:08 pm
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Her eyes did not leave him as he walked to the bar. 'My
goodness, this man is beautiful. I still do not know what to say
to him about last weekend.....' She could not break her
composure. She wouldn't allow herself to break down, not here.
'Let me buy you a drink.' Andro rolled her eyes as she turned
away from Andres. She was so sick of that line. It lost any cute
or amusing charm during her first week bartending and he knew
it. She could tell that he came down on an impulse and he hadn't
figured out what he wanted to say to her either. There wasn't
much that the two could say. A drunken night lead to a decision
that did something that neither of them expected, even through
all of the jealous/crazy ex's, nothing stopped them from talking
to each other until this.
She turned around after she heard his question and answered with
a shake of her head. "Dre, do you really think that the two of
us being alone in your car to try and talk about whatever this,"
her hands waved over dramatically in front of her, "is a good
idea? Not because I think that anything will happen, I know that
we are going to stare ahead, not saying anything until my break
is over, then you are going to leave with a promise that you
will call me tomorrow or for me to call you when I get off work.
That will only lead to another undetermined amount of time
without talking to the only man who understood me, or so I
thought. I'm not going to torture myself Dre, I can't." Tears
welled at her lash line before making their way down her cheeks
in warm streams. "I know it was an accident and I should not
have initiated something that we were not ready for."
She turned away from him, grabbing a cocktail napkin before
heading in the back. She didn't want him to see her crying, not
again. She understood that she couldn't be upset with Andres
but, she can't help but direct the anger that she felt at
herself for ruining her friendship at him. 'He should have told
me it wasn't a good idea. I should have told myself that it
wasn't a good idea. It should have never happened. We should
have just had a normal sleep over, like always. But no, I had to
go and change things and I screwed everything up, like always!'
Her tears began streaming faster as her breathing became more
shallow. She didn't understand how to internalize this pain, it
was worse than the feeling of losing her first love....or was
this truly losing her first love.....?
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Re: Metropolis [RL-RP]
DIR By: Sebastian the Star Lord
Date: March 28, 2017, 10:40 am
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Monae was always good at hiding her emotions; From everyone but
Andres. They were about 16 when she gave up trying and decided
to make him her "diary." Since that day, he knew everything she
thought or felt, and always knew what to say or do to make her
feel better.
But not this time... This time Andres was completely in the
dark. He and Monae had been upset with each other before. But
never anything like this. How do you fix a situation like this?
How do you stop each other from drifting away? He didn't have
the answers. And she wasn't trying to help him find them. She
made it clear she had no intention of sitting with him to
discuss things. And he understood. But it wasn't helpful.
This would lead to one of the rare occasions where she saw his
frustration flare up at her. "So you'd rather do nothing?" His
voice wasn't raised, despite the bar being practically empty. "I
don't know what you're talking about because this is already
torture. I thought you would want to do something about it.
Guess it was just me..." It was the wrong answer and he knew it.
But the words flew before he could stop them, and before he knew
it, she was already storming to the back.
He sighed and pulled out a pen, leaving a note on a napkin where
he stood.
-I'll be outside if you change your mind. We don't have to sit
in the car. We can walk if you want.-
Whenever they didn't have words, the two could always just walk
together to release pent up feelings. Andres didn't understand
how it worked, but it had always been helpful in the past. Of
course, she would probably just slap him in the face if she
-did- decide to come out. Andres could only hope he hadn't made
things worse. But even if he had, he was going to face it head
on. He would wait outside the bar as long as it took, even if it
meant waiting until the end of Monae's shift. She was the only
person he had. He couldn't give up on her.
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