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 Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2017 7:19 pm
"You'd be the first person to think so in a while," Al said glumly. "You ever feel like it's just easier to be what people think you are sometimes?" He raised a brow at Melvin, carefully skipping over the relationship stuff. Melvin wasn't in the best place there and there was no sense in adding onto it. Though he did note the statement with a small smile he quickly tamped down. Thanks Melvin, he needed that.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2017 7:49 pm
Melvin stared into his glass. "Beats me. I don't know or care what people think anymore. Never served me any good. I'm just a neat-freak nerd ex-boyfriend to a sociopath who needs to chill if Twitter thinks that's what I should be. Why?" He looked up over at him.
"You thinking you should be something else?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2017 7:58 pm
"I dunno, I feel s**t's changing but the rest of the world is at some sort of stalemate sometimes," he waved dismissively and topped himself off then offered to top Melvin up. "That sorta sounds like you," Al said with a smirk. "But there's more to it, too. Like you can't just summarize a person with a few words, but it sometimes feels like I'm those few words and it's hard to escape um. I feel a lot of times like only Noah even takes me seriously."
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2017 8:27 pm
He took the offer of the refill, but was slowing down the more the alcohol started to hit him. A pink coloration started to rise about his ears.
"What kinda s**t changing?" He shifted to turn a bit more on the washing machine, bending his legs up to cross it and look over at him. "What you care 'bout other people? Noah the only one you're serious about."
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2017 8:40 pm
"No, not that. I just. I feel like... I just don't wanna be a dumb kid forever, I guess, but I don't know how to grow up here. There's no like. Guide. I keep missing s**t and I don't know how I missed it after the fact."
He propped his cheek up on the palm of his hand.
"I guess I'm not sure what I'm saying exactly."
"Like."
"Maybe what's the point?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2017 9:48 am
"There ain't no guide to growing up. You won't know it till it's just there. I would say first step is taking a bit more responsibility around your place. Clean up when you see a mess. Make the bed. Do laundry when it piles up. Maybe spray some Febreeze or light a candle." He said, nagging back at the more present examples.
"After that, it's just....life. You can't be there for everything either. Just don't worry so much. I don't know." He moved his glasses up onto his hair and rubbed his face of the buzz taking hold. "What you even think you are missing out on?"
He wasn't about to touch on what the point of life was. It was too close to darker thoughts for him, thoughts that made him wonder what existing mattered anymore, and he didn't want to go back to that place.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2017 5:30 pm
Al sighed and moved over to set the bottle and his own glass down. He continued over to sit with Melvin and attempt to give him a side hug.
"People," he tried to answer the best he could. "It's people I think I'm missing out on. Sometimes I feel like all my bridges are burned and there's just nowhere to go from that."
"It sometimes feels like no matter what I do I just make it worse." And as terrible as it sounded in his head, it felt like Melvin knew what this was like better than anyone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2017 6:41 pm
He might have been more tense about the hug but he was less aware of much when the buzz was creepying into tipsy territory. Drinking after Al just recently filled his cup, he tried not to spill anything as Al sat beside him and gave him a side hug.
"Okay?" He said, not sure why he was getting one.
The feelings Al had were ones he could relate too, but not one he had answers for to fix. "I don't know what to tell you, man. I'm the worst person to talk to this about. I tu- urned on every - everybody. Rep and I aren't ever the same and I miss em. Peoples think I'm nuts. I just....I can tell you what people told me. You gotta get out and talk to em." He said, moving one hand before him in a arch as if it was some magical solution written in the starts.
He patted Al's knee encouragingly. "And if that don't work. ******** em." He took another drink. "I sure the hell don't know how to be likeable. Throw a party or som'ing."
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2017 6:46 pm
Al laughed, not harsh and loud like his usual but soft and lacking in the mirth department. But it was still genuine and he nodded. "Well, I ******** like you. Best tipping customer I ever served."
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2017 7:03 pm
"Well someone's gotta drink on this island. Gotta support the cause." He said, raising his solo cup in a toast and drinking it back.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2017 7:11 pm
Al reached for his cup so he could pitifully clack plastic cups with Melvin. "To drunsksks," and tossed one back.
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