Post by Natasha Black on Jul 15, 2021 20:36:00 GMT -5
Tash could fathom what would happen next, she was just shut down in her own little world to even see Catcher walk by. He only good thing about being around the pool was Seth was there he usually had a way of cheering her but by doing something spontaneous.
This time it wasn’t Seth but it was Catcher. He hopped back into the pool and drew on Veronica face. A big blue star in the center of her forehead. Tash couldn’t help but to break into laughter.As she did flashes came back to the astronaut with no pants and then the pile of money she had stashed in her dress recently that was now Seth purse.
Forgetting to look for her phone Tash got up and started flipping the pillows on the furniture remembering she hid her phone behind done so it wouldn’t get wet. She always hid things in weird places so behind a pillow wasn’t too out of the ordinary.
She unlocked it and began rolling though photos that from the looks of it someone else had taken but were unable to delete because of the password. There were some fun pictures earlier but the one that embarrassed her gave a cute to what she was upto.
“I was stripping.” In the photo her top was missing and she was dancing on stage with the pant-less astronaut and some bleached blonde bimbo. Her hair was still normal so that must have happen after.“I can’t believe people saw me in my underwear. Maybe that’s where my clothes went.” He face was flushed with embarrassment. Here just seconds ago she was laughing at Veronica misfortune when hers was way worse.
Last Edit: Jul 15, 2021 20:37:41 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 16, 2021 9:45:42 GMT -5
“ I assume you came and got me after.I remember climbing out my bedroom window and dumping off the roof. One of you came in to wake me up. We already known I dressed up as Leah it had to be were all this started. Then we called sort of called Tash.” That all pieced were it started together now. Seth watched as Catch go out of the pool and walked back in the house. He must have been going to check out all of the parts of his body. Hopefully he didn’t have any tattoos in no mentionable places. He was naked when they had tied to bury him he could have had a tattoo scribbles across his ass. It would be funny to have to explain that to his next girlfriend. Knowing Catcher that was probably the last place he get it done but it would be hilarious. Seth was just glad that what had gotten a tattoos he could remove his mistakes.
Seth watched Catcher come back and say he needed more tattoos, from a guy who didn’t have anything to mark his skin till the night before it seemed a little odd but Seth just shrugged it off as maybe he like what he had gotten and just wanted more. “I have to check them out after we get out of the pool.” Cather moved passed him and drew a crappy star on Veronica forehead. She deserves something messed up on her face.
The longer he stayed in the water all the soap an d products were washing all the left over products off his face. He dunked back in the water make sure it was already off. When he got back up he hear Tash going on about stripping. He had seen photos on his phone earlier and just didn’t tell her at that point it was not important.
"I actually seen some picture on my phone. Just wasn’t the time to tell you.” Seth shrugged. “Sorry not to tell you, you looked hot in them.” It they caught this much on their cellphone it made Seth wonder what the security cameras caught. “I want to look what we did on the security camera maybe will see us carrying Catcher to the car.”
Post by Veronica Call on Jul 20, 2021 12:59:45 GMT -5
Veronica really hoped they would enjoy a day off and not do anything. When the Cullens were here, she remembered how everyday new vampires were in town which caused more chaos. Just once she wanted to have a day of not doing anything but her friends wanted to turn into Dora the drunken night explorer. She had one too many of those nights where she doesn’t remember but this time around it was different. It hit different. This was with her friends not solo or with strangers. Her heart turned into mush when she realized that this is what she wanted for all these years. A drunken night out in town with her friends. Now that she had that, she felt completed. One less thing on the bucket list. She made a mental note to scratch off drunken nights with WA with friends from the list.
Her bucket list was filled with a lot of things. When Axel disappeared, she thought she was chasing him but it ended up being dead ends. She has seen the world, done unimaginable things, maybe shady things and on her way back to La Push, she created a list of things she wanted to do now. For her. Everything will be for her now. Going to a stripper club was one thing on the list follow by tattoo. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she remembered doing pole dancing with one of the stripper who turned out to be a very sweet person. ”Please. You enjoyed it and so did everyone. I know for a fact it was a LEGENDARY night. So stop whining…all of you. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Stop stressing and enjoy.” Couple years ago she would have flipped shit if things didn’t go her way or didn’t like the outcome of something. Now, she could careless. She had other things to worry about. Just as he came, he left the pool in smooth motion. She watched Catcher leave the pool area and more thoughts filled her ahead. What would’ve been like if things did work out with him? And Ax wasn’t in the picture? Still didn’t make a difference as he is no where to be found. Stay in the present. Veronica often finds herself going back in the past and staying here for days. Her what ifs, how it would’ve been always filled her head; it was a constant battle with her.
She checked below her hula skirt, making sure she was wearing something underneath it; which she was. Thank freakin god. Sun was rising and she didn’t want to get a horrible grass tan and coconut bra around her breasts. She couldn’t take the coconut bra off without flashing herself, she was dying to get out of the grass though. Veronica leaned to her right side and fell into water. She wasn’t done being on the float but done with ridiculous outfit of hers. She emerged from water, pushing her hair back and smiled. She pulled hula skirt down her legs, thankful that pool wasn’t deep and she can manage easily, pulled it up and threw it to the pool side. She had to clean the poolside and the pool anyway, that will wait for another day. ”Whatever we find, even if it’s a cute Dino, promise me that you will not be embarrassed, ashamed and beat yourself up. It was a fun night and leave it at that. Also, don’t kill me.” She swam where Catcher and Seth were. She wrapped her leg around Catcher’s hips and arms around his shoulders.
”Maybe you will find Catcher dancing to fergalicious song dressed in maid outfit. Or maybe all of us.” There was some questionable things they may have done last night. Mental pictures are becoming little clearer, they were together, laughing, drinking and having best time of their lives. There was no weirdness, no sadness, no heartbreak and best part was they were laughing and picking on each other. ”So Catch gets a tattoo, we strip and make this pool into a spa. Anyone hooked up?”
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 20, 2021 14:57:18 GMT -5
Rewinding all the imagery in his head, he saw himself walking backwards into Seth’s bedroom, then down the stairs to the garage, a whole mess of opening boxes, falling off Seth’s roof and then getting into Natasha’s car. He remembered the events in order now. Drinking with Veronica in her vehicle then after pizza, he had left her to tell Seth exactly how he felt getting that chance again but wound up playing with toys. His best friend’s garage was where they concocted the cockamamie plan for Seth to be Leah and somehow Natasha had psychic phone abilities, showed up and they all escaped through his window to avoid getting caught. They made their way to a tattoo store where they got pills, more messed up and started losing conscious thoughts; that was where someone wanted to go to the strip joint. He had no objections but there was something wrong with this memory, it wasn’t entirely pleasant; the mostly naked astronaut was taking up most of the time and that made no sense at all for him.
”Yea… Um, what were the rest of us doing…? Please tell me I didn’t strip… or get a lap dance from some masked man...”Sure, they enjoyed the night but he did not want to have done something dumb and proven with photos; he didn’t like seeing himself being normal as was. If he wasn’t in a completely unrecognizable costume, then those pictures were blackmail.”The tattoos I’m getting over.” He blinked and pressed his eyebrows in astonished incredulity that he wouldn’t mind the maid costume as much as actually being a stripper for random people he never met and would hopefully, never see again. What was he turning into…”Nothing goes on the internet!” He didn’t use anything that would incriminate him but his friends definitely did; he just wanted to lock all their phones in a treasure chest and sink it to oblivion as his anxieties re-intensified.
His arm slid off of Seth as Veronica swam toward him. He was looking at Natasha, who was intently swiping her phone, a film reel of emotions sweeping across her face as she fell deeper and deeper into some alternate reality. Unaware of her intentions, he felt the softness of a body cling onto him lightly for support, coldness of water brushing with the movement then the heat from the sun bathing pressed against his skin. Turning his head slowly to the side he met Veronica’s gaze, droplets tumbling like dew off her face as he studied her in slow motion reverie. It guided him out of all the mess that was being exposed in their conversation. Like a thief in the night, he let her haunt her as he looked into her inattentive, sparkling eyes. What they could have been if they were blessed from day one, he never got past imagining more than replacing the end of the night with Embry never showing up. Maybe the secret would never get out, maybe the pack would watch them grow and change their minds. They were all maybes that would never have an outcome. If he had been looking for someone to write break up songs about, she was perfect; she still was.
He wanted to kiss her, distracted by the space between their faces, loose strands of his hair the only barrier. Just a small breath of a move and he would have touched her lips with years of ardent desire; ruined everything for her, for himself, for how far they had come back around. Catcher stopped, snapping that momentum away as he heard Natasha say they were stripping at a club. He had involuntarily leaned in to her so much that he had to peel himself away from her to prevent a misunderstanding. He would’ve been all over her not knowing why she would even put him in that position when she was unavailable; that made him wince. Removing her arms gently, he snuck away splashing his face as he made his way back to the seats to see the phone, squatting down next to Natasha so they were the leveled with the screen.
Letting the fear be his friend, he went to Leah’s purse and opened his phone to see what he had; since it was in Natasha’s possession, it was every picture of everyone else but her. The perspectives the photos were taken at revealed who was behind them and the time stamps overlapped. Veronica was indeed with them at the club, she looked like she had big plans, posed with an array of butch men while Natasha was drinking, glittering on the bar table surrounded by more drunk girls. Seth was the only one behaving while in the background some guys were staring at him, probably hitting him up if they were into that drag. Then there was the mostly naked astronaut next to him hugging as a woman with implants kissed his cheek; he was not even looking at either person, but laughing.
”Tash who is this?” Scandalised, he whispered to Natasha beside him then looked over at her phone, water dripping into a swampy pool beneath him. He was showing the woman who seemed to take up a large amount of the photos on his phone, taken by someone else because he was right there next to her appearing to have known her his whole life.
Last Edit: Jul 20, 2021 14:58:46 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Post by Natasha Black on Jul 20, 2021 17:55:48 GMT -5
Natasha ws in shock she was even afraid to let Quil her in her underwear and now a whole strip club full of people had seen her practically naked. She didn't want to join the others with their antics in the pool; she could care less right now. She thought she made the worst mistake so far in her life, drinking and doing drugs. This was not her. What had come over her. She was huddled trying to shed the images from everyone's view. Her face was so red and flushed she hardly heard Catcher come up beside her. Seeming to be looking at her phone she tucked her phone quickly down the front of her dress to hide it from him. "Who?"
Natasha studies the pictures on the phone. The woman had blonde hair which was in need of some toner as it was almost more yellow then actually blonde hair should be. Her clothing was barely there but there was just enough to cover her unmentionable areas." I think her name was Cindy. No wait Candi,I remember being called Sprinkles. Why Sprinkles? The astronaut guy was so weird." She was jumping though her thought,barlry making any real sense of it all. She remembered going into the back where all the dancers get ready and seeing a bunch of costumes back there. She also remembered seeing some really handsome tall guy, he was so beautiful that she almost wanted to give him her number but her sense kicked back in and went and drank some more forgetting all about him till now.
"All I know I know we should head over there when they open." Natasha took the phone from Catcher's hand and zoomed in on a photo. "I don't know why she is wearing it but I found your missing ring." In the zoomed in photo you could clearly see that Candi had his ring on her danty little finger.
Last Edit: Jul 21, 2021 7:21:53 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 21, 2021 8:06:11 GMT -5
Veronica told them that they should stop whining, besides being in drag and trying to bury Catch alive and getting his nipple and belly button pierced, Seth didn't think he had anything else to worry about except for getting some real clothes on before they went anywhere else. Slipping the dress off he threw up onto the pool deck. He could just throw it in the trash if he didn't feel like bringing the sopping wet dress home. Seth was just enjoying the water and it looked like Veronica was having a good time also. She was right though the night would have been a legendary one if they could have just remembered everything they did.
"I can tell you I'm pretty sure I didn't hook up with anyone, I got my nipple pierced though, Tash thinks it will get ripped out when I phase." Seth was beginning to think that it wouldn't and it would be funny to see a sandy colored wolf walking round with a nipple ring. Seth leaned back in the water and just let his body float. He listened to what he could but the water kept flowing about his ears. All he could gather was the name Candi and a Catcher missing a ring was found. He sat up quickly and covered his mouth with his hand "You don't think you marry a stripper do you?" Seth burst out in laughter. " V he might have married a stripper. Better you than me." Seth composed himself and climbed out of the pool. He grabbed a towel to dry off a bit. And wrapped it around his waist.
"Bud, let this all sink in and try to find us some outfits for later." Seth fluffed out his hair and walked inside. He felt bad for his friend's predicament but didn't believe you could really get married without a guy who took an online ten minutes course to be ordained to perform marriages. It would be very unlike to find one in a strip joint. So maybe he just gave her a ring and it was all a big joke. He head upstairs to raid Edward’s closet.
Post by Veronica Call on Jul 22, 2021 8:17:18 GMT -5
So many thoughts came into her mind when she was close proximity with Catcher. Being so close to him, made her heart and mind go crazy. He did have that kinda of effect on her and til this day she still doesn’t know how. Veronica was tempted to kiss Catcher and she knew that she would remember if it happened. She had a weakness and that was him amongst other things, pizza being one of them and love. Back of her mind, she knew that they shared undeniable chemistry and the attraction between the two was indisputable. She would have initiated a relationship years ago if it wasn’t for the pack or the fact that Axel was in the picture. He’s not there and never will be. Just let him go. Let both of them go. You will end up having another broken heart. If she were to listen to her mind more than she listened to her heart, she would have been somewhere else.
A relief sighed left her lips when Catcher peeled himself away from her. If it were in her hands, she would have stayed like that but given the circumstances and the surrounding, she would have kissed him and something else would have happened along with it. Hot and bothered, she dunk herself in the pool and emerged in time to hear Natasha and Catcher looking at the phone, horrified at what they found. And a girl name Candi. She assumed it was Candi with a C and not a K but the way things were around the world, she wouldn’t be surprised if she spelled her name with K, KH, and ending it with E. People were getting out of control with these names and it really questioned her if she was born in the wrong era. ”Well, shit. I guess there goes my plan of house sitting down the drain. Oh well.” Veronica didn’t realize she was homebody until she entered Cullens’ adobe thanks to her friend. They had everything and left expensive cars behind too.
Veronica placed one arm on the site of the deep end and was and out of the pool in a fluid, smooth motion. She looked around to see if she had any sort of coverup. She walked towards where Natasha was sitting, picked up t-shirt and wore it. ”Nipple piercing? I wonder what Xion has to say about it? He might love it. Make it kinky.” She smiled at Seth and kudos to him for going through nipple piercing and feeling the pain. ”Hallelujah!” She laughed at the sight of Catcher married someone and now he’s tied down. That too with a stripper named Candi. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her mouth got sore and stomach started hurting. ”Oh this is legendary. Golden rather but man. Way to go, C” she patted him on his back. When she found some control over her body and laughter, Veronica went inside the house, shaking her head. No one remembered what happened but thank god for phones and pictures. She went to her room bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She screamed at the star on middle of her forehead. Relief washed over her and thanking the stars, god, her guardian angel or whoever for not being a dick on her forehead. She stripped her clothes and examined herself to see if she had anything on her body from last night. She found small-medium size lotus with moon on her right wrist and minimalist pizza on the left arm. She does not remember agreeing to a tattoo but glad it wasn’t something crazy as a Dino. She was unable to see her back clearly, after few turns and trying to find another mirror to see, she gave up. She turned on the shower, waited to get to the right temperature before hopping in.
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 23, 2021 1:02:46 GMT -5
The exact same meltdown he felt at the graveyard about possibly being married encroached. He moved a lot, fidgeting as his hand went to his mouth, to his cheek, to his forehead, through his hair, across his arms. Catcher just stared at the photo of Candi, then let himself swipe once more through the rest of them where she was present. Never in his right mind would he have married anyone, let alone a stripper; there was nothing wrong with her occupation, he was just not ready for that kind of commitment and nothing made sense, she was nothing like a woman he would find interest in. She didn’t even have time over one night to entrap him in any manner. Fuck all his reasons; he must have lost his shit. It must have been drugs, alcohol and all the tortured relationships he had with women that were dead ends.
Shining, that silver ring sat on her finger and not his where it rightfully belonged. Royally screwed, he wondered if this was the result of some greater plan, because he refused to believe he could be that foolish, that impetuous; he hoped it was something in the grander scheme of things. ”Do we know what this place is called…” He stood up once more, rummaging the bag for the business card that was dog-eared, ignoring the fact that Natasha didn’t want to share the photos on her phone with him. Her worries about being in underwear were so minute compared to his and he was almost afraid of going to the club to find out the truth; wasn’t a bikini the equivalent of underwear? He sighed and kept breathing deeply through his nose as his hand just covered his mouth and he dropped the card in Natasha’s lap, panicking within. Thankfully she had remembered the name of this woman, and more events or people than he did; he could’ve carried on living until one day someone showed up at his door with the worst of news.
”Sprinkles?” His eyes flickered up and down at Natasha, trying to understand the inspiration for that nickname but saw nothing and couldn’t respond; his mouth kept opening and shutting so tightly he clenched the jaw in enhanced stress. His focus dashed back to Veronica as she got out of the pool asking about whether anyone had hooked up; he was turning bloodless and cold from the possibility. There was doubt in his mind, there was no way even in a million mistakes; she was the one he wanted so why was there this person? Maybe he needed to be in the hospital, or a rehabilitation facility; he had lost his marbles. ”I…” Seth seemed nonchalant, laughing and walking into the house with a lightness that he was envious of; for the first time he felt awe for someone’s lack of concern. If he could be so lucky, he could find logic and realize it was very unlikely since they were not in Vegas where Elvis could sanctify a union in no time.
”No, Oh no, No.” Slowly and choppily, he was speaking while glaring at Veronica, a hand out as if to stop her from laughing as she came up and proclaimed biblically at his possible holy matrimony. It was not legendary; he was just never going to live this one down no matter the outcome. She was affirming his waning reasons to love her because all it sounded to him was that she wanted him to move on and it didn’t matter at all, she encouraged it. That itself changed his tune and he was bleak; it was a current that carried him now. She patted his back and followed into the house after Seth, he was just staring after her in disbelief. When a shrill scream rang out, he bit his lip and let a grin spread to the corners of his mouth; the outrage gone. ”Find out what time they open, I gotta see if my stuff is even here.”
Catcher took a few steps towards the house, paused then turned back to Natasha as she sat pitifully in her own world, alone and a little depressed. His words had sounded demanding; it was not how he spoke to Natasha in general and rectifying it, he held her head in his hands and kissed the top of it before rubbing it so her hair frizzled slightly, smiling at her. ”Thanks… Don’t worry, it can’t be as bad as whatever I did right?” Shrugging, he began walking back into the house then through it to the upstairs bedrooms Seth and Veronica were. Uncertain which door to choose, he opened one to see no one in the room but the shower sounds on; hesitant to proceed he went to open the other door and there Seth was, trying on clothes, in front of a large mirror. ”Have you seen my stuff?” Without shutting the door, he stepped across the hall to the other open room and looked around, listening to Seth’s answer, thinking he could find what he needed before Veronica exited the shower.
”That actually fits you!” He called out across the corridor, looking under the bed and opening the closet and digging through fallen clothes; deliberating if he even wanted to wear his stuff if it was more than likely dirty. ”Seth is there anything there I can wear?” Still ransacking, he found his wallet but nothing else; he must have trudged around from that room to a different one, disallowed to use Veronica’s shower and dropping it but his curtain dress was definitely feminine. He was unfamiliar with the Cullens and had no idea whose bathroom he was in to have been rolled up. Checking that the contents were intact, he walked back over to Seth but forgot to close the door behind him.
Last Edit: Jul 23, 2021 3:28:36 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Post by Natasha Black on Jul 24, 2021 7:46:32 GMT -5
Natasha was miserable, she was angry at herself for letting the effects of whatever she ingested change her morals. She was always shy or even a prude depending who you spoke to. Now this one night that was now going down as legendary one, seems to be fun but things in her head felt complicated.Would she just lose all of her morals if she got drunk again ? The thought weighed heavy on her mind and she knew she could no longer dwell on this. She would have a big girl and stopped pouting and moved on. She had less to worry about then Catcher after all he had possibly got married last night
She shook her head when he asked her the name of the club. She didn't know she might have even forgotten her own name if someone had given her the name Sprinkles.. Seth and Veronica seemed to find it amusing, Tash just started feeling more bad for him then herself. She watched his face knowing him well enough he was having a meltdown in his head, then a yell escaped his lips and it confirmed everything. She was asked to find out what the name of and without hesitation she got up and watched as the three others went inside.
The first thing would have to do was either find a charger for her phone or a laptop without a password. Yellow pages would be the best place to narrow everything down and compare it to what was left of the receipts in the purse. Following behind Catcher and he searched room to room leaving all the doors open behind him,she had finally found a computer that she could use to find all the information she needed. Sitting down she tucked her hair behind her ears and got to work. How many strip clubs would there be in the area anyway? She hoped they only had one or two options in a town as boring as Forks; they must have to have a way to keep people in town. Hopefully it wasn't because of the exotic nightlife.
Fingers to the plastic alphabetical keys she started a Google search finding out actually in the little town there was only one strip joint. The name was uninventive and actually could have been mistaken for just a regular hangout minus all the pictures of the building that had no visible windows. It would be a nightmare to anyone who had claustrophobia. She got up out of chair and kept moving through the rooms until she could hear Seth’s voice. Not wanting to peek inside the room in case he wasn't decent, she leaned up against the wall. "Guys, does the name Starbutts ring any bells?" She was glad the club didn't have an outrageous name like some of the others she saw listed before. There was no way she'd be able to get The Fuzzy Hole to come out of her mouth without wanting to gag. " From what I can find there is only one club in Forks. They don't open till seven tonight. So I don't known if we head over knock on the door. If someone there maybe they will open up."
Last Edit: Jul 28, 2021 7:22:55 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 28, 2021 8:48:29 GMT -5
Seth had found a suitable outfit in Edward's closet, he had found a black pair of sweatpants and a white t-shirt. It would do for now. Just as he finished getting dressed, Catcher had walked in wallet in hand asking if there was anything for him to wear. Digging into the closet again, he pulled out a pair of jeans that seemed like they would fit Catcher and a balck t-shirt. "Bro, if these don't fit there are three other men that live in this house. Look around." He sat down on the bed trying on a pair of sandals seeking if they fit his feet.
A voice rang out from around the corner and a name he never thought would never come out of Tash’s mouth was spat out. "Starbutts? Dude you married a girl from a place called Starbutts?" Seth leaned back on the bed holding his stomach. He was laughing so hard it hurt. Seth couldn't believe that there was a club in town with such a hilarious name he didn't know how he didn't remember it himself. He stood up and patted Catcher on the shoulder. "Good luck dude, any girl who works at a place like Starbutts must be classy."
Seth walked out of the hallways and passed Tash giving her a high five. "Might as chill till they are ready to go" Running down the stairs he turned on the stereo system and flopped down on the couch. Beautiful mistakes by Maroon 5 began to play and he bobbed his head along to the music. The lyrics spoked to him and he shouted up the stairs" At least you didn't wake up her naked in your bed. I'd prefer waking up in a grave if I'd got married "
Post by Veronica Call on Jul 28, 2021 9:24:23 GMT -5
Hot water hit her body, DIY spa smell going down the drain as she hummed to a song that was stuck in her head - War by Jay Sean. Veronica does not know how or why that song particular was stuck in her head as it made her feels things that she had pushed it down. ”Alexa, play War by Jay Sean.” She needed to get this song out of her system ASAP. She picked up her orange and ginger body wash as music surrounded the bathroom; she lathered body wash on her body, rinsed her hands and applied face wash on her face. She needed to get rid of whatever was on her body. She lowered water temperature to warm and rinsed her body. Veronica opened her shower door, grabbed her towel and dried herself up as song came to an end. Wrapping her down around her small frame, she told Alexa to play Good As Hell by Lizzo and she walked out the bathroom into her walk-in closet.
Veronica danced to the music as she picked out her outfit for the day - black leather jacket, ankle boots, black tank and black jeans. She got ready for the day of adventure with her friends while wearing color that she feels. But first she needed coffee and food. She sprayed perfume on her clothes, grabbed her aviator sunglasses and walked back in the room. She heard Catcher talking to Seth in a room down the hall and soon she heard Natasha’s voice saying something about starbutts? What in the world is starbutts? Her eyes widen and opened the door to see Natasha down the hall leaning against the wall. ”That’s the name of the strip club we were at. Shit man…” Veronica face palmed her face and turned red as she remembered what they were doing that night. Dancing, stripping and she kissed someone? ”I feel like I need a drink or two just to handle the memory.” She cursed under her breath as more images flashed in her brain. ”C, hurry the fuck up. Getting ready like a girl.” She yelled as she made her way down the stairs.
Maroon 5 music greeted her as she made her way to the kitchen. ”I see you made yourself at home. Do you want to eat anything?” Veronica looked at Seth then at the kitchen mess. Veronica needed a day or two just to clean whole house, deep clean everything and it was going to bell. She turned on coffee machine, took dark roast coffee k-cup, insert it in the cup holder, grabbed her mug that said “fuck off”, and selected strong and medium cup. Smell of coffee filled the air around her, she opened the fridge to see what was there to eat, left over pizza, burger patties, cream cheese and bagel but nothing looked good. She signed and grabbed her creamer and made her way to the coffee machine. ”I guess I will grab something from outside.” Veronica shook her coffee creamer bottle, took her cup out from under the machine and poured little bit of creamer in her mug, stirred it and took a sip. Hot sip of coffee, woke her up from many death state she was in. She didn't know what to think of Catcher getting married to some random girl or the fact that he got a tattoo of a dino when she wanted a tattoo dino for herself.
Veronica didn’t know why Catcher was taking his sweet time getting ready, as if he was a girl that was attending some event and needed to wear fancy clothes. She took sip of her coffee before going up the stairs and barged into room she had passed earlier. She closed the door behind her and sat on the futon. “Your majesty, do you need some makeup or help with finding clothes?” Veronica sipped more of her coffee and waited on the futon. She loved how the room was open, windows everywhere, bright and spacious.
Last Edit: Jul 28, 2021 23:24:12 GMT -5 by Veronica Call
Post by Catcher Reeves on Jul 29, 2021 0:21:53 GMT -5
Catcher walked in as Seth finished getting dressed and went to the set of clothes he had left out on the bed beside him to put them on. He had no mind for wearing things that didn’t belong to him and was never any good at choosing those or costumes; he was only specific with what he owned. Considering the clothes fit Seth and they were the same height, he just wore it all and called it a day thinking about his own shoes which should be in the house or downstairs somewhere by the door; he should’ve checked when he entered. Seth testing out the sandals was discouraging; he had no choice. For a moment he wondered how they all seemed to know the Cullens as well as they did but decided against asking, trying to speed things along.
That was the correct choice as both Natasha and Veronica’s impatient voices called along the hallway, one talking about a place called ‘starbutts’ and the other calling him a girl for fussing around unclothed. Starbutts wasn’t the worst name for a strip club but he heard what Seth said and made a face, buttoning the pants and tugging everything so the pieces fit better.
He was a little fearful of what the woman in the photographs would turn out to be like since he had no idea who she was or what they did to end up with him giving her a ring. They didn’t have to be married but it also sounded like something he would do if she had swayed him in a monumental way; it would all be his own fault if he had gone too far. He would go and get what he deserved if she was an utterly despicable person. He had many loves for women but they were also the bane of his existence.”If she turns out to be better than the ones I’ve met elsewhere then…” Balancing on one foot, he was putting on socks without sitting down and he raised his eyebrows to look at Seth as he spoke, ultimately shrugging and putting his hands up as if to say there was a chance he could be more right than wrong about a stripper. She could have a heart of gold and be a perfectly darling character; fat chance but he started hoping.
”Seth can you-“ He was going to ask him to look for his keys; the only real thing he cared about but had been trying not seem worried over. His house keys were on the same chain loop and this meant he wouldn’t even be able to enter unless he broke a window and he was slightly annoyed with himself for being so reckless. Then again, he was almost dead in a grave. Things could always be worse... he needed all the positivity he could muster today. Cutting off as Seth ran downstairs and blared music so loudly they were at a party again, his head throbbed and his ears were nearly killed. Had they all forgotten they were still hungover and he held his head for a second while Veronica came in holding a little cup of coffee.
”Well you look refreshed.” She had called him an obnoxious title and he tilted is head just eyeing her, finally smiling in an arrogant way; sarcastic but also noticing she looked better than ever. ”Your highness didn’t bring me one.” He walked over to her and took the cup from her to drink from it, staring at her continuously as he did so, taunting before he handed it back to her; it was nothing but a sip, he wasn’t that much of a nuisance, he just liked to mess with her. It was a fact he knew she needed a coffee pick me up daily; she did like a nice café or coffee shop in her free time. Then he stopped himself going further thinking about it; it was headed somewhere dark.
”Hey if you could get me better clothes I wouldn’t mind. It’s not like the strip club is open yet anyway.” Finicky and fretting, he finally went over to the mirror that was a sliding panel of sleek closet door and played with his hair. When he had been in his ‘costume’ as loofa curtain boy, he was more at ease than seeing his normal self. He had repeated this self consciousness and avoidance of his reflection so many times yet it got nowhere and his hair was nothing but a distraction; it didn’t listen to him ninety percent of the time anyway so he just lucked out it would do its own thing. Underneath it all, he was too many things nobody understood; preconceptions labeling him in every direction. Still he scratched at his head, practically deliberate to annoy Veronica. The locks were wavy now from being damp and air drying; he might actually have to use a hair dryer and he licked his teeth as he thought, turning to the perched V and coyly grinning. ”You just want to see me with makeup on.”
The door was closed and it was just the two of them in the room. Catcher froze as he realised this and became awkward, his saving grace the sound of Seth shouting from downstairs over the song. They hadn’t been in a room together since the last time they were together and it was too late now, he remembered everything and how careless he was being. The knowledge traveling faster than the speed of light through his mind. Keen on not being weirder than he was and thinking more than he was supposed to, he almost rushed for the door; it was a few quick strides and he opened the door too strongly that he had to hold onto to it to stop it from slamming. The openness was a relief and he stood one half out the door way and the other half trying to figure out what to say to Veronica; she just came to see him, be helpful and be funny. She was helpful, she was funny and he wanted to be with her there and forget about all the rest. If that would work out as the silver lining to every disaster that he had to discover, he would do it all over again. But, he always chose to do the opposite because he knew her and her circumstance, say the opposite because he cared; it was nonsense.”V… you’re right we should just go. I was taking too long. I'll help you clean up later.”
He didn’t wait for her; he couldn’t even look at her or anything other than the floor, confused and erratic. Chest tightening, he hurried down the stairs thinking about how he still needed to find his shoes and hoped it would be right under his nose. Thudding down, he said over Maroon 5, to Seth who was lying on the couch, then looked at Natasha. ”Get up let’s go.” In that flurry, he went to the front door and looked around, finding nothing around the console then nothing in the shoe cabinet and still nothing everywhere in frantic searching, until he flattened on the cold stone floor and saw them strewn; half covered under the sofa. ”If I woke up with her next to me it would be easier. I’d know what happened; now I have to trust she speaks the truth.” Pulling the boots out, he shoved them on his feet as he sat and laced them before standing up, dusting himself; everything abnormally fast. ”We’ll just get in somehow, since she works there she’ll probably let us in… unless I fucked up.”
Last Edit: Jul 29, 2021 0:25:10 GMT -5 by Catcher Reeves
Post by Natasha Black on Jul 29, 2021 7:18:33 GMT -5
Catcher told her to get up and Natasha shifted on the couch and she could feel something under her seat. Flipping a cushion she found her shoes from the night before. Oh course she hid them in the couch, she did strange things like that when she drank like a dog hiding treats for later. She never understood why and wasn't going to worry about it now. Pulling on her mint green converse she quickly tied her laces.Not mentioning this habit to her friends. "So what are we supposed to do? Walk up to Starbutts and say, hey there we're the idiots that caused a scene last night?"
She folded her arms across her chest. It was all too much going on for her, she went to prom to get out of the house, was just going to bed and sleep. Something she did a lot lately,most days she barely left her house now they were on place two of the day getting ready for the third. Her stomach grumbled loudly in protest, waiting for some food but she didn't want to eat just yet all the throwing up she did this morning had been horrible"Just let me get something to drink quickly and I'll be ready."
Moving quickly towards the fridge, she looked in and found a can of ice tea, this would be her life saver, everything going on she needed a win even if it was her favorite drink. Popping the lid, she let the cool sugary liquid fill her mouth before gulping it down. To her this was better than coffee and always lifted her spirit slightly. She quickly drank the rest and slammed the can on the counter louder than intended. It sound of it made her ears ring a little, reminding her that she still wasn't fully recovered from their nighttime adventure.
"You know I might not be friendly to you little wife, if it was her idea to wear a paper bag as clothing." She still hadn't found any of her clothes. If she had all of her things she might have just asked to be dropped off at home.Hopefully she left her purse somewhere safe, having to replace all of her ID would suck. Tossing the can in the trash she tried to remember where her keys were; they must have just left them in the ignition. "Okay, I'll be in my car." She walked outside, opened the door to the back seat and started looking around. Her purse wasn't there, it must be at the club.
Last Edit: Jul 30, 2021 13:43:50 GMT -5 by Natasha Black
Post by Seth Rivers on Jul 30, 2021 14:36:08 GMT -5
Seth rolled his eyes, looking around the coffee table at his feet he grabbed the stereo remote and turned it off. He tossed it back on the couch barely missing Tash who was pulling her shoes out from under a cushion. "Dude, let's just hope she remembers what happened. We were so messed up, maybe she was too and doesn't even remember your wedding. " Seth couldn't believe he was talking about a wedding, a drunken one or not. He always thought Catcher wasn't the marrying type like go through life having relationships but never need a ring to make anything official. He just hoped this whole wedding thing wouldn't mess up his life too bad.
Wondering how they were supposed to get into the club he shrugged. "Well yes or we can just say we lost something, maybe they will let us in to check the lost and found. Gotta try something." He watched her walk away to the kitchen. He hoped getting into the club wouldn't end with them fighting with the door man to let them in. If he had to use Tash as their ticket he would. After all she danced last night, maybe they thought she was the new talent. Whatever they had to do he was looking forward to seeing how everything would play out.
Tash slamming an empty can on the counter made him jump, not expecting her to be so loud. "What are you going to do, bite her?" Seth laughed. It had been a while since he seemed Tash showed so much emotion, usually she was so mopy she was a drag to be around. He could picture it in his head. Looking over at Catcher. "I keep an eye on her. I don't think she hurt your wife but no guarantees." Slapped him on the back and headed towards the door. "V, how much to wanna bet that Catcher brings his wife home? Twenty?"
Post by Veronica Call on Aug 2, 2021 8:32:33 GMT -5
Veronica licked her lips involuntary and chucked when he called her highness jokingly. He had finally smiled and it melted her heart. This was old Catcher that she had missed and she hoped that as time goes by, he will go back to hisself…joking and being free. One can hope for. ”Your wish is my command, majesty. Tell me what you want and I will make it happen.” Veronica was not joking about making his wish come true. Whatever he wanted, she will make it happen. She would bend over backwards for him just to see him smile and laugh. Despite being away for years, she felt like they jumped back into their old habits when they are around each other.
”Not gonna lie, I do want to see you in makeup with your hair slicked back, leather jacket, jeans and maybe a earring.” Just a second ago they were in this beautiful bubble of him and her but that bursted real quick. Her heart sank a little and little heartbroken when he said we should go and left her in the room. She stared at the door wide open and signed sighed. For a brief moment she thought there was spark between them but that spark had fizzled; there was not much she can do to get him back. Back to once things were okay between them. Back to when things were normal and now it’s complicated. Complicated was only word she would describe her life; she couldn’t explain this to anyone and putting on a happy show for her friends while she dies on the inside.
Veronica finished her coffee, looked down at her empty mug hoping she had more coffee to deal with her emotions and day. She got up and went downstairs to hear Natasha that she might be friendly to Catcher’s wife. Veronica rolled her eyes and shook her head. She wondered why her friend had so much acid in her especially with a person she never met. She went in the kitchen, placed her empty mug in the sink and grabbed her keys, wallet and walked behind her friends. She locked her door and smiled at Seth who wanted to place a bet. ”You’re on.” She had a feeling that Catcher will do the right thing and bring his so-called wife to his place. She never imagined Catcher being married to someone else and it hurts her when she pictured his wife and Catcher together. ”How about you guys let me talk to person at Starbutt. Given that you,” Veronica pointed at Natasha ”are not happy with how things turned out. C being his moody self and Seth is Seth.” Her friends acted like this is first time they did something stupid and acting out in a way.
”I’m taking my own car so you three can be moody and depressing together.” She already had enough shit on her plate and to make things worse, her friends were not helping much. She walked to her car and unlocked it, got in and turned on the car. Her little baby roared to life and rolled the windows down. Taking her phone out from her pocket, she entered name of the strip club in her GPS and waited for her friends. She can easily pull a dick move and leave them behind.