as a morning person, for the first two weeks rachel had a hard time adjusting her sleeping schedule now that she's given night shifts at the hospital. it's nothing she couldn't manage of course ⸻ a short visit to seul con valpo during her midnight break certainly helps make it easier, although it comes with a company that rachel isn't too sure she wants to keep or she's already forced to keep by now. upon hearing the familiar greeting, she could only offer sebastian a smile at the moment, mouth too full with kimbap for her to say something back. "oh yeah, that was indeed scary," is the first thing rachel tells him once she's done eating. "technically, you did scare me because that video won't leave my head for days. it was a nightmare but like, an awake nightmare, which is more terrifying." at least with the usual nightmare it goes away when she wakes up. well, for the most part. "you really traumatized me with that one but it's nice to see you. just an apple this time, hm?"
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closed starter for RACHEL ( @detruines ) location : outside seul con valpo, sometime after midnight
-ˋˏ ꒰ 🎵 ꒱ ── although sebastian enjoys working the late-afternoon-into-early-morning shift at the station, most people he knows are always asleep by the time he finishes work. mostly, he looks forward to the snippets of conversation gets here and there : the security guard who lets him out after his show ends ; the associate behind the counter at the convenience store ; the woman he always runs into on the bench outside of it. the same time, the same bench── fancy meeting you here. he thinks they're becoming friends── whether that's true or not has remained to be seen ( sebastián thinks everybody wants to be his friend. ) " buenos noches, bella ! " he greets rachel with too much energy for the time of night it is, dropping down onto the bench beside her and raising his arm to rest against the back of the wood. there's no hesitation in the way he just invites himself to join her, cleaning the apple he purchased inside off on his shirt. " it’s nice to see you. i thought i scared you away last time when i showed you that video of belfegor eating that egg. “
“You don’t always need a plan. Sometimes you just need to breathe, trust, let go, and see what happens.”
— Mandy Hale
although their words should’ve made her heart flutter, somehow they just leave a bitter taste in her mouth. there’s a sudden urge to bite back at spencer, but she has never been the type to lash out at somebody, even if she’s still upset that they just upped and went on with their life one day. “i know,” jackie responds, grinning cheekily. “you must be going through some crazy shit if you’re out here trying to contact demons. what have you been up to without me, huh?” although it comes out as a silly banter, she truly wants to know all about it. there are so many questions she wants to ask, but for now she decides to bite her tongue ⸻ she doesn’t want to risk scaring spencer off now that they’re here. “oh, i’m just visiting my cousin. he’s a really busy man, so i had to come here and find him myself,” she chuckles. taking a moment to gaze at spencer, she wonders if they would stick around this time, or maybe they would try to run away from her again. either way she thinks it’s worth a try, so she asks, “do you want to check out this bar together? see if we could find any ghost or demon to contact?” it’s her way of saying we should definitely talk. “pretty sure they got some spooky ass drinks we could try too.”
i could never forget you, they should say, but instead settles for, "you're hard to forget." despite going no contact, spencer thinks of jackie often, thinks of reaching out, trying to mend things. but they haven't, clearly, as they're standing shell-shocked in front of her. they know that jackie knows they meant what are you doing in chile, but they only hum in reply, "mm, right. i had the same thought, was hoping to see if could contact any demons. brought my ouija board and everything." they joke, trying to act at all like this is normal, like they haven't been ignoring their connection for so long, "i... well, it's a complicated answer," not really, "just been going through some personal bullshit and my mom used to take me here as a kid. just needed a break." they shrug, "now your turn. what brings you to chile? other than trying to find a ghost at this bar, of course." they resist the urge to move closer. even after all this time, there's a natural draw, there's a palpable connection that's hard to shake.
while it’s true that jackie is heading towards caos tattoos, she doesn’t rush over when she notices the shop is being closed right before she could even get there. it’s not like getting tattoos is one of her plans tonight ⸻ jackie was just hanging around the area when she came across the tattoo shop earlier, clearly still open by that time so she wanted to check it out, and since she’s already here it’s only right she gets a new tattoo, right? “well, there goes my luck,” she sighs, feigning a disappointed look. “don’t you have like new client privilege or something? i’m only late by what, five seconds?” jackie is not usually a demanding person, and she’s not trying to be, but she thinks it would be fun to try and convince him anyways. “come on, i just wanna get something easy and sweet. what are you in the rush for anyways?”
for: open @valpostart. where: caos tattoos, quilpe.
the shop's 'open for walk-ins!' motto has long reached its limit. elias can see the figure walking up from the window, but he's already set on locking the door. open sign, shut off. keys, in hand. steps out and swiftly locks it without making the effort to buy them any time. turns, speaks aloud: " we're open late, but you're just a little too late. " a sorry attempt at a light joke— a make up for the rushed door slam.
"just stop thinking about it" my brother in christ, if I could stop thinking about it I would
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as a fellow adrenaline junkie, she couldn’t really tell why rohan is even complaining about rollercoasters. sure, they might not be as challenging to some, but his complaint doesn’t even imply that, more so the fact that they are too much of a risk, whatever that means. “really, rohan? since when do you consider the risk and what potential harm it could bring before you do something? i thought you said you’re an adrenaline junkie,” she taunts, nudging him gently with her elbow. “i don’t know what’s your deal with rollercoasters, but they’re super fun. well, unless you’re scared,” and suddenly it hits her, “are you scared of rollercoasters, rohan?” no, it’s totally valid, even for someone who craves an adrenaline rush ⸻ jackie doesn’t want to assume things about him, but it does make sense that he might be. she just needs to hear it from him.
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closed starter for JACKIE ( @detruines ) location : la carnaval de invierno, some rollercoaster
-ˋˏ ꒰ 🐚 ꒱ ── rollercoasters are not really rohan's thing. cliff diving and swimming with sharks and sometimes driving a little too fast on the highways ? sure. rollercoasters, however ? rohan stares up at the rickety rails with his hands in his back pockets, half-squinting with distaste towards it. " why would anyone want to go on the metal death trap again ? " he questions, turning to look over his shoulder at jackie. he's not sure where she popped up from, but she's here now ( much to rohan's vague chagrin. ) " like i'm all for an adrenaline rush but those things are too much of a risk. imagine what the windchill is like when you're up that high and going that fast ? i saw a video not that long ago of a whole bunch of people getting stuck upside down for hours. " yes, he's aware statistically, he's safer on the rollercoaster than any of the other stuff he likes doing. doesn't matter. " it doesn't even sound fun. "
#that’s me right now
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