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Post by Allela Katherine Wilcox on Mar 16, 2015 10:13:21 GMT -5
There had been nothing that could Allela from doing what she wanted to do when she was growing up. It didn’t matter what her parents or her siblings had to say about it. She was fiery and stubborn and together it made an explosive mix. From time to time her brothers might cover for her antics and her sneaking out to hang about with people no one approved of, other times they were the first to tell on her so that someone would drag her home by her bright hair and try to knock some sense into her. That never worked, but they lived in hope that some time it might get through to her that she was going to land herself in trouble. Unfortunately, when trouble did come knocking it wasn’t the kind they had ever been expecting and Allela never told them about it either. She just lost the side of her personality that would accept that drink from the hot guy or girl, and instead became overly hostile whenever someone complimented her. Everyone but Ryder just put it down to her short fuse and her love of watching people squirm. No one ever thought that she Glaswegian toughie might have almost been the victim of something horrific. Allela preferred to let them think that way, too.
Raising her eyebrow, Allela fixed Thea with a sure look. “Only when provoked to I raise a hand to anyone.” She said slowly and calmly. In truth, Allela was quicker to flare up after a drink or ten, usually because she had to put up with the foolish antics of drunken morons she kept company with. They could be hilariously funny, but at the same time they could really come out with the kind of daft things that had Allela ready to hit them over the head. When a stranger got involved then she just lacked all forms of patience for them or whatever it was they wanted from her. It usually wasn’t very long before Allela did start swearing in their faces, threatening them with a drink or even a Glasgow kiss. So many thought they were getting lucky when she said that that if Ryder wasn’t around to pull her away to cool off then they really did find themselves in the middle of World War Three on a Friday night.
“Well you’re the only single one of us now. We need to find you a husband so we match again.” Allela found her eyes moving to look at the diamond on her finger. It was happening more and more that she’d catch herself staring at it, feeling the weight of her new life and all that it entailed. It was still terrifying, even if she hadn’t been the type to worry about finding a husband, settling down, or evening whining that she never went on a date. All of that had been her own personal choice and she had been rather happy with that, even if she wasn’t so content with the secret reasons behind it all. She poured herself another drink while Thea was gone, taking a moment to just sigh and slump in her seat. It was tough, being a wife, and there was none of this newlywed bliss that everyone went on and on about. Allela just wanted to drink until she couldn’t feel her feet. “You might be calling Ryder later to pick me up off the floor.” It wouldn’t be anything new, and Allela knew he had done it countless times before, but she hadn’t been drunk since what was in fact their wedding night, though she wanted nothing more right now.
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Post by Thea Jayne Ramone on Jun 9, 2015 16:08:13 GMT -5
When Thea was younger, nothing anyone could say to her would stop her from doing what she pleased. It took doing it and making a mistake to realise she shouldn’t have done it in the first place. She was a stubborn girl to the heart of it. And really, Thea couldn’t find a fault in that because that stubborn nature of hers had gotten her through some pretty fantastically stupid stunts, crazy adventures and it got her where she was in New York. If she hadn’t been so stubborn and determined, she would probably be back at home in New Zealand helping her parents and brother plan the next festival. And though she would be loving it all because she would be surrounded by music, she would eventually get bored and find herself searching for something else; which might have eventually brought her to New York anyway. But it didn’t matter how she got there, she was there and she was loving every possible second of it.
Thea raised her hands in mock surrender. “I have absolutely no doubt there, Lovey.” Thea might have been around when things went South and Allela stepped in but it was usually after they’d been there awhile and quite a few rounds had already been consumed. Of course, she’d also been there to see how things followed afterwards; both with and without their band mate. Thea was a hell of a lot more laidback than Alella was, probably even Ryder if she really thought about it. He got strung out with his class workload and trying to fit thirty hours into a day. Thea didn’t do that, she rolled with the punches, went with the flow of things and worked it out when it needed to be done. Her classwork wasn’t half as bad as his anyway and she knew that. And it was made easier for her since she knew everything in her textbooks anyway, thanks to her perverse need to read them all through before she even started the class. Then again, psychology had always intrigued Thea so it really wasn’t any surprise that she was ahead of the curve and most of her classmates.
“No, I’m not. Or have you forgotten in your wedded bliss about our bassist? Last I checked, Luca didn’t have a ring on his finger either.” Thea pointed out, teasing her friend. It wasn’t everyday that two of your closest friends got married in the middle of a drunken party night so Thea was enjoying this a little bit, even at at close friend’s expense. To be fair, Thea hadn’t been able to picture Allela being the type to settle down with a baby on her hip or any of that. She was too much of that rowdy wild child that Thea loved. Ryder on the other hand, Thea could see with his own sports team of children, running around at his feet. It hadn’t shocked her in the least when he’d told them he’d gotten engaged a little after she’d made the move to New York. And though she’d never personally met that fiancée of his, she’d known she wasn’t going to be any good for Ryder simply because he’d missed too many practices with her name brought up in the explanations.
No, Allela and Ryder were an excellent couple. It was a possibility that there weren’t many people who saw that or believed it but it was true. Thea saw it in the subtle things they did for each other and no one else would have thought of. Ryder always kept Allela favoured Mountain Dew drink on the fridge, she always had some of his favourites tossed about somewhere within easy reaching distance. Who else but someone who knew that person that well would do something like that? Thea certainly wouldn’t. She stayed in the office just a few minutes longer than she needed to thanks to her boss asking too many questions and knowing Thea wasn’t telling the truth about the bottle because he hadn’t heard the crash or her cursing afterwards but he let it slide; probably because he’d needed a bottle every now and then himself. And he knew she didn’t drink on the job so it wasn’t for her. He left her with a little non warning about customers paying for their drinks and she turned to smirk at him. “When a customer comes in, I’ll make sure they pay for it.” She said before returning to Allela. “I’ve got it covered.” She said, pushing her books further away.
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Post by Allela Katherine Wilcox on Jun 24, 2015 12:12:32 GMT -5
Allela was now fairly certain that she had done just about everything that could be regarded as crazy. She had dropped out of Glasgow University to just go and travel the world with no firm plan set, then she had figured she’d stay in New York and see what that was all about without being bothered that she was thousands of miles away from her family, and now she had drunkenly married her best friend. All of this before she was even twenty-one! It couldn’t be said that Allela had never lived. She would always have stories to tell, even if they were the kind to turn the hair of her parents’ grey, and have them questioning whether or not they ought to have had their daughter institutionalised before she could have left home. Beneath that wild surface though, Allela did have a small portion of common sense, and a whole load of ambition, or else everything she had already done and the things she still hoped to do would never even be possible. She had the drive to make things happen if she wanted them, which was more than could be said for a lot of twenty year olds.
“New York is full o’ idiots.” She mumbled, looking at the glass in her hand and then sighing. She probably couldn’t recall how many fights or arguments she had been in over the few years since her plane had touched down at JFK. She also couldn’t count how many fights and arguments Ryder had pulled her away from before she could explode. How she hadn’t found herself wearing handcuffs as accessories on many of their nights out was some sort of miracle. Allela was genuinely astounded by how much she got away with because she had friends who would cover for her, or usher her away before she could really land herself in trouble. It was something she had missed back home at times. She had been expelled from one high school for fighting, and there had been other calls home and days in insolation because of her temper. Nothing had ever taught her better though. Allela was Allela, and that meant pink hair and a short fuse, no matter what.
Waving Thea’s point away with a flick of her wrist, Allela scoffed. “I’ve never seen Luca do anything more than politely flirt with someone. He’s not included in this.” She argued, despite the fact that she herself never flirted with anyone. As fun as Luca could be he always had his priorities in order and it seemed that finding a girl was never very high on that list, regardless of the interest he received from the fairer sex. Allela had always made it painfully clear that she wasn’t interested in anyone. It didn’t matter how cute they were, what they did or said, or how they thought she was. She had built her defences well, and apparently the only flaw in them was alcohol and an old joke with Ryder. Now they were stuck with each other for the duration of time. It was going to sound ridiculous and totally insane to anyone who didn’t know them and understand that, for them, it made a weird sort of sense. Allela waited for Thea to come back from lying to her boss, and poured herself another drink while she did so. She leaned over the bar to grab some cubes of ice from the tray there and then slipped back to her stool, pulling one leg up to rest her chin on her knee. “I’ve done incredibly well not to get drunk sooner. Wedding planning is shit.” Allela stated, her blue eyes fixed on her drink before she brought the glass to her lips.
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