" Well, Then It's A Good Thing I Never Broke Anything, Isn't It ? " He Retorts, Though He Can See Where

" well, then it's a good thing i never broke anything, isn't it ? " he retorts, though he can see where she's coming from in a sense. if anyone was to break any of his instruments, he'd most likely lose his shit. while he wasn't actually attempting to break her belongings, he simply enjoyed seeing how worked up she got. why ? he isn't sure. " probably not, " kai sinks back into his seat, shrugs casually. but a smirk threatens to push against the side of his mouth. his brow soon raises at her statement. " well who's gonna do them when you burnout ? " the male chuckles, shakes his head. " no, it's not the only way. " there was music, writing, reading. he enjoyed a lot of things, mostly on the creative spectrum. but sometimes even that came with negativities. " but it's the quickest way. probably the most fun, too. have you ever tried it ? " a moment of pause, and he's leaning forwards again, gaze catching hers. " do you want to ? "

laila knew that kai had to of been just wanting to mess with her. whether he considered doing so fun or not ... she really didn't think that it was at all. maybe this was her being too serious. usually, she knew how to have fun with things. she ended up giving him a look; taking a beat before speaking. "yes, please do. the last thing i need is for them to be ruined. you do know how much they cost to replace one, right? as the saying goes... you break it. you buy it. seems fair enough to me. " a raise of her eyebrow soon followed right at his comment. " do i even want to know where you were going with that joke, or? "when it came to her trying to take the edge of, it depended. most of the time it took her a while until she was able to just relax. " i don't, usually. i've got a lot to do. and who else is going to do it all besides for me. " watching the mimicking move he made with his fingers evidently showed her what he was talking about. "so, you just smoke? that's the only way that you know how to relax? "

kyro: that joke was odor-able, which seems fitting since it came from you 😊 kyro: what can i say, i'm a man of many talents. how far off from a million are you now ? kyro: all of your bets ? that's a pretty big deal, may as well tell anyone else in the running to give up now 🤷🏻‍♂️ kyro: if i pick up the parcel, what are the chances of me getting you up and out of the door before sunrise ? kyro: breakfast and coffee provided, of course !

letty: well if you musk know... 🤭 letty: quite the range you have there, ky, pa by day comedian by night... the day i hit one million followers i'll let u know about that job ok ? letty: i think that would be unfair to your opponents, we all know my bets are on you 🙂‍↕️ letty: currently reserved for my sleep but it's an easy swap letty: esp if that means this delivery comes with breakfast ??

noa: you're too good to me, ronnie 🫶 noa: but i fear i couldn't pull it off as well as you noa: do you have any plans on where to wear it ?

ronnie: i promise to let you borrow it sometimes ronnie: it didn't even take that long ronnie: and i only nicked my thumb like... four times

nova lets out a soft chuckle, smile warm as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. it's nice that he's so interested. she appreciates it. friendships are still a new thing for her to navigate, but since being in palmview, a number of people have made it feel a little easier. miles very much included. " miles, i haven't even had an audition yet. once things are actually in motion, i'll get tickets for you. don't worry, i'll secure you a good spot. " with a content belly, her spoon is discarded into her bowl, full attention on him now. she feels flattered, really, that he feels able to share such a thing with her. wishes she knew the right thing to say, something helpful. tries her best anyway. " well, showing up and saying nothing is still a step in the right direction. you can't be expected to just . . . let it all out, right away. it takes time to get comfortable talking to someone like that. " flicker of empathy behind her gaze, and if she was bigger on physical touch, maybe she'd reach out and squeeze his hand. but she isn't. " you're not raining on any parades here, " she insists, nodding when he suggests they take a walk. " yeah, that'd be nice. it's a good day for it, and maybe some fresh air will clear that head of yours. "

“ i'll be there, i promise. do you know where? and where the best seats would be..? ”  leave it to miles to bombard nova with his questions. always safe than sorry, he drums his fingers along the edge of the table.  “ making your way up, i see. i'd like to be there for all the wins.   ”  he wasn't sure what to expect but he knew the email would change the current mood. it's information received and passed, regardless. “ i'm really working on it. i went to a session and didn't say much. i'm sure they passed on the notes to my general care doctor. it kind of sucks to be there a lot. ”  there's an attempt to search for the words to describe what he was feeling. nothing really comes to mind, just that he wishes he could've brought back better news. maybe he could have if he had a bit more self-control. but that was a longstanding issues and at the very least, loved ones knew that he wasn't aggressive until provoked. “ raining on parades could be my new hobby, ” he jests. “ i'm alright though. looking at this as a reset. and some practice with media training. ”  ... “ would you want to go for a walk after this? ”

kyro: hey you :)

kyro: and your first thought was your low-grade comedian friend ? i’m so flattered

kyro: i could be very tempted to take it off your hands if it means in-person delivery

sms 📩 kyro lee ( @dreamerfms )

celeste: hey :p celeste: i got a pr package and they added some mens stuff in here celeste: what are the chances you wanna take it off my hands??

camden straightens up, wiping the back of his hand across his forehead, which only manages to smear the grease further. but it's a state most are used to seeing him in. he gives knox a lopsided grin, eyes bright but with a hint of fatigue hidden behind them. " you know me, man, never quite knew how to give up on things. " things, people. he's a fixer, and while it had began through circumstance, it was now through nature. " besides, i think this beauty's got a few more lives to lead just yet, " he adds, slapping the side of the old engine. " what brings you in ? finally do some damage to that ride of yours ? "

the  doorbell  jingled  as  he  stepped  into  the  auto  shop,    the  scent  of  motor  oil  and  gasoline  mingling  in  the  air.     he  spotted  camden  hunched  over  a  car  engine,     grease  smudged  across  his  forehead.     “  you  still  trying  to  bring  that  rust  bucket  back  to  life?  ”    knox  called  out  to  him,     leaning  against  the  workbench,     arms  crossed  with  a  grin. / @dreamerfms