-- AMONTILLADO. ⁽ᵃᵖ⁾

yeah ok

_{❛ it’d be a miracle if we did survive longer than a
 few years in this shithole … ❜ a short chuckle and 
 a following sigh , his eyes landed on his twiddling 
 thumbs , and he thought hard about what caused
 him to suddenly reveal how he felt about the other .
 but sadly , he found nothing but an empty answer
 and more questions about his emotions ; maybe
 it was his hormones or maybe it was his father’s 
 doing , he hadn’t the idea . ❛ who says you still
 aren’t both of those things ? you’re still pretty gross
 and lame but … you’re cooler than most people . ❜}

_{( document log : sorry i’m emotional ) // @cellarwhine
// in response to this .}

    _❝…❞

    _{He continues to sink down in his seat, finding himself} UNRESPONSIVE _{to Lucien’s words. Something about it didn’t sit right him, and he’d blame the mood Lucien had set for now. It was… Uncomfortably INTIMATE for the both of them. Not in the sense of anything romantic, but} CONFIDENCE _{in each other in any sense was something rarely} ( if ever ) _{talked about, or even acknowledged. And yet… For some reason Lucien still} AGREEING _{with what Ernest hated about himself, his} SELF DESTRUCTIVENESS, _{was making his stomach turn.}

    _{For now,  he’d bury it. Deep down where nobody would ever think to find it.}

    _{❝… Maybe we should just} DIE._❞

    _{❝… That’s pretty gay, dude,❞ for once, it seems} RATHER OBVIOUS _{it’s a joke, lighthearted as he leans backwards into the couch. ❝You being real right now? I didn’t think either of us would live for many more years,} HAH._{❞ He falls quiet.}

    _{❝… Am I really that cool to hang out with? I thought I was} REPULSIVE _and ANNOYING._❞

@amontlllado cont. from X.

    _{❝And have you heard the phrase} FUCK OFF AND DIE? _{Obviously you} LIKE _{the fries considering you keep taking} MINE. _{I don’t owe you shit, dude. Buy your own shitty fries,❞ he smacks at Lucien’s lingering hand, a snarl crossing over his features as Lucien ate HIS fries with that stupid… Smug look on his face. ❝Give me one} GOOD _{reason I should consider sharing with} YOU._❞

amontlllado:

      _{[ message ; ernie the muppet ] : dad is asleep . wanna hang out tonight ?
      [ message ; ernie the muppet ] : meet at the park or at your place ?}

      _{tossing his phone onto his pillow , he raised his hands and rubbed his
   thumbs under his eyes to wipe the tears from smearing his makeup too much .}

     _{[ message ; assfuck mcgee ] : the park i guess
    [ message ; assfuck mcgee ] : also u woke me up so fuck u
    [ message ; assfuck mcgee ] : bring ur mask coz im bringing duchess}

    _{TIREDLY, Ernest would rub at his eyes, sitting up in his bed. GREAT. Now he had to go when it was CONVENIENT for Lucien. What the fuck ever. He slips on the nearest pair of jeans ( crumpled, on the floor ) and slips on his shoes.}

   _{[ message ; assfuck mcgee ] : u better not bail on me like last time. remmember? some neighbor found me and called the cops bc i was alone past curfew
   [ message ; assfuck mcgee ] : fuck u for that btw}

applslces:

_{“…Alright.” Carmensita responded reluctantly. She wondered if this was a good idea. The only thing she could feel at that moment was nervousness, since she’d never done something like this before. She wondered how her dad would react–– would he be angry? Disappointed? Surprised? She didn’t want to think about it. Carmensita instead tried to convinced herself that it would be FUN, but it wasn’t really putting her at ease. “But I’m only lighting one of those things ( if any ), and THAT’S IT.” Carmensita tried to speak quiet enough so that nobody could hear what they were talking about, but loud enough that Ernest could hear her over the chatter that was happening around the backyard.}

_{THERE WAS NO TURNING BACK NOW.}

    _{Of course Ernest would never take into consideration what any of the adults would think of this, further than the fact that it would make} QUITE A SCENE _{and he’d get the} ATTENTION _{he deserved, even if it were} CARMENSITA _{doing it, everyone knew that an idea like that would be backed by} HERSELF. _{Most chaos was induced by Lucien, or Ernest, himself. He shoves a hand in his pocket, yanking out a bottle rocket he} MUST _{have gotten from a reservation around the Fourth. Without, hesitation he shoves it in her hand before proceeding to fish for his lighter.
   ❝Alright, fine. Only one, then. Let’s find Joseph.❞}

ministcr:

    _{‘ Excuse me?’ He curiously cocks his head to the side, hands placed to his chest in naive amusement, chuckling. ‘ You’re confused, I was simply reciting a poem…’ How awful! Was little Ernest watching snuff films? ‘ Uh, I’m sorry, but, do you think I look like a man capable of such heinous acts?I admit…I’m a little offended. I’m a COOL youth minister, Ernest. Not a murderer.’}

    _{❝Listen, I don’t actually} care. _{It was a}  joke. _{I was being sarcastic. But I guess you can’t wrap your head around that,❞ he gives a} ( classic ) _{roll of his eyes, staring off} ELSEWHERE _{as he brings his vape to his lips. ❝That was a stupid poem, anyways. Can’t imagine where you would’ve found it. You should drop it,❞  as if} JOSEPH _{of all people could murder someone. That was absolutely ridiculous, regardless if were in} PRACTICE _or THEORY _or WHATEVER ELSE. _{Just because a dude could do a backflip while reciting the bible didn’t mean he could do anything} MORE. _{From Ernest’s point of view, Joseph was sheltered in his} OWN LITTLE WORLD.

applslces:

_{“I’ve gotta say, I’m surprised you haven’t wrecked the backyard again yet.” They were at another one of Joseph’s cookouts. Carmensita always wondered why Ernest was even still allowed to go to these social events, since everyone living in the cul-de-sac knew what he was like. “Are you just waiting for the right time to cause trouble?“}

    ERNEST WOULD GLANCE AROUND FOR A SPLIT SECOND, clearly _{checking if there were any eavesdropping adults nearby. SOMETIMES it tended to be hard to trust even the KIDS in the neighbourhood ( sans Lucien ( sorta ) )and} THEREFORE _{he always had to keep his guard up. Who knows what these guys could all be snitching to their parents} ( or Joseph ) _{anyways? Casually, he slinks an arm around Carmensita’s shoulder, free hand shielding his mouth from any outside listeners. ❝If it tells you anything, my hoodie’s full of bottle rockets right now, and if you don’t tell, I’ll let you light some off. Try to aim for Joseph’s ass.❞}

princiipled:

_{“ —— right.. of course, ernest. „ hugo’s gaze split from his son, to the counter - top, his back turned as he begins the tedious process of sorting through the groceries. the pizza rolls left next to the fridge for dinner, half expecting ernest to DEVOUR them in one sitting and luckily he bought TWO bags this time, in an attempt to save himself a second trip to the store.} 

_{“ so how was your weekend did you have fun? „}

    _{❝…. Right. My weekend. It was fine or whatever,❞ he replies, barely holding back rolling his eyes before swinging open a cabinet and pulling out a plate, and proceeding to dump HALF the bag of pizza rolls out onto it. 
    ❝Pops kinda just left me to my own devices. Dunno where he went and I don’t care too much but whatever. I just wanted to play Call of Duty anyways.❞}

    _{Taking a couple steps aside, he pops his plate full of garbage food into the microwave and setting the timer, before hopping up onto the counter and hunching forward. ❝Bet you just graded stupid papers all weekend, huh.❞}

orregano:

_{he CLUTCHED TIGHTLY to the flesh of his forearm, staggering awkwardly to his feet —— all the while recovering his equilibrium, his gaze tentatively resting upon ernest with a kind of SMILE. almost always reserved for his DAD, or like when he wanted to shut somebody up —— only it was authentic, (albeit crooked, unrefined) he tried with what heart he could summon to make ernest feel OKAY again. thinking of all the ways he could make him smile, but alas he couldn’t at least not NOW. “ it’s cool, dude.. like i wasn’t ACTUALLY going to leave, y’know, it was just a suggestion. „ RIGHT, not like lucien would downright leave ernest for biting him, (possibly giving him a virus, or disease) ——} 

_{“ can you get me a bandage, or like.. some disinfectant? „ preferably the latter since he didn’t TRUST ernest not to have some flesh - eating bacteria between his gums, or leprosy —— that was a thing, right? “ i didn’t mean to, y’know.. smother you, then punch you afterwards, or make you cry. „ well just MAYBE he did, but he didn’t want to confess. at least not now, as they made amends. which was why he didn’t make a halfhearted (wholehearted) remark on just how BAD his hygiene was, or how he was sort of freaking out over the possibility that ernest gave him something.} 

    _{❝Y’know what, dude it’s… It’s fine,❞} MAKING AMENDS _{tended to be a lot easier than continuing to fight, anyways.} PERHAPS _{it wasn’t all fine, perhaps he was still} KINDA _hurt ( he guesses ) _{by the things said and Lucien’s ACTIONS over something stupid and unrealistic, but like} FUCK _{he’d burn their bridge just because the two of them could only think for} THEMSELVES. _{Once again, he sniffles, trying his best to suppress any more tears that threatened to fall. He wasn’t a baby,} FUCK, _{he can’t enter high school crying every time he gets pushed to the ground. 
    Ernest manages a} FORCED _smile ( head tilted, tight-lipped, still threatening to quiver ) _{towards Lucien, before the other popped the question. Shit, his arm is still} FUCKED.

    _{Ernest would be} OKAY, _{every time he and Lucien fought over} ANYTHING, _{he always recovered like a champ, albeit tears shed and his voice raised every time beforehand} ( it was so easy to get him worked up, it must be a WONDER to Hugo how his son just hasn’t exploded from rage ). _❝SHIT, _{yeah, your arm. I think Hugo keeps some antiseptic in the bathroom,❞ it wasn’t the first time} ANYONE _{has made a jab towards his hygiene, but now wasn’t the time to think twice of it, it wasn’t worth getting PISSY again just as he was trying to work his way back onto Lucien’s good side.After all, since when is threatening to leave when you get a dog a} SUGGESTION? _{Friendship in all its worth must be a scam.Without even giving Lucien time to follow, he scampers off down the hall.}

princiipled:

_{“ i bought you pizza rolls, ernest. the kind you actually like this time, son. „}

    _{Ernest would hop up from his seat in the living room, where he happened to be lazily thumbing through a comic book. Upon coming closer, he peers into one grocery bag set closer to him. Yup, those ARE the pizza rolls he likes.}

    _{❝….. Thanks, Hugo.❞}