THE FALLOUT 2021, Dir. Megan Park

Matilda sits cross legged on the counter as she watches Jesse lock up around her. Her shift technically finished over an hour ago, but the combination of a familiar yet unwelcome face lurking across the road and the unsettling recent events didn’t exactly have her rushing to leave. She takes a sip from a bottle she had picked up during her lunch break and saved till now, extending it to Jesse.

‘‘I have a very very very important question ’’ she starts, pulling her legs up to her chest ‘‘ do you wanna come to the park and swing on the swings with me ? I might even push you if you’re lucky ’’

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Sammy is almost always the first to throw the punch. It’s a fight or flight instilled in him - gifted even, by his father. And when his anxiety levels are already high, so are the rest of his emotions. He’s barely slept, bags under his eyes from a four-day stand-off with his dad, so when a couple of older men that used to tease him in school make a snide comment about his mother, he’s the first to throw the punch. Every ounce of frustration that has built up goes straight to his fists as he swings, ‘‘ Fuckin’ say it again ! ’’ He’s spitting like some feral animal, barely registering the hands that grab him from behind and pull him away ‘‘ No - let me fuckin’ at ‘em, I can take them. ’’ the heel of his hands press into his eyes as he tries to bring himself back down. ‘‘ they’re always fuckin’ pickin’ at me, that group of fucking pratts are. They called the fuckin’ cops on my brother last week as well ! ’’

‘‘ yeah, i know. ’’ she says quietly, eyes facing the heavens. ‘‘ it just seems we get beat down a lot more here, huh? ’’  there is a small huff that escapes her lips as she turns back to Bash. ‘‘ you don’t reckon I could take them down? I’m tougher than I look. ’’

‘‘ fuck ’’ she mumbles. She burns with a desire to do something, anything. She was too young to do anything for or about her mother, and because of it her Dad just wonders free. Maybe she can do something now. She’s not sure what, but she has a feeling she’ll have plenty of time to work it out. ‘‘ this is fucked, bash. ’’

Sammy gets to work early most days, which is surprising given his famously shitty time-keeping habits when it comes to his personal life. Today, however, he’s running late. Not late late, he’s still got time to spare before his shift actually starts - but only 20 minutes or so rather than the usual hour he gives himself to lounge behind the bar. The reason is the shining new black eyes he’s sporting as he walks in. ‘‘ just me ’’ he mumbles - not feeling as talkative or irritating as usual. ‘‘ we got any ice packs back there ? ’’

open ! where: local bar 

it’s a little insane that the local bar opens as early as it does, nevertheless, benjy is there if not a little just… hungover, not from alcohol itself but just sheer tiredness that feels just about as painful as a hangover. believe it or not, the local bartender didn’t partake in much drinking, but shit at home was not going great, he had a whopping medical bill to pay for his dad’s home healthcare worker and he looked at their accounts last night and it wasn’t going all too great on top of their kitchen sink just absolutely breaking, spraying water everywhere. shit piled up, and by the time he opened the doors and checked restock and turned on the goddamn television a murder happened over night. or early day. either way, it was all over the television and he leaned back against the bar to look up at the screen and said, “shit,” before turning to face the customer. “well that’s cheery,” he mumbles underneath his breath, just what this town needed really. “what can i get for you?”

I really don’t know if I can handle another tidal wave of emotions. For how many times can one drown?

Malcolm Moon   (via wnq-writers)

Matilda didn’t like exploiting her friends' kindness. She disliked it almost as much as she disliked not having a stable home. But at this point, the blonde has learnt to accept that the hands she’s been dealt are pretty shit - and even if she tries her best to put on a happy front - it all just kinda sucks. At least she’s got a tent. It could always be worse.

The tent in question is set up in its usual spot next to the pond in the park. She feels a lot less alone knowing the ducks are just outside. Plus, it’s quiet - or at least it is until almost midnight when what sounds like a footstep breaks through the silence. Matilda is quick to grab the flashlight next to her and unzip the tent ‘‘ whose there? ’’ she calls into the darkness.

i keep thinking of this

if u call me baby in that soft voice i’ll do whatever u want me to do

THE GOOD PLACE MEME › [4/7 characters] Jason Mendoza. ↳ “I’m just a dope who died in a safe with a snorkel… who’s only now realizing why that didn’t work!”