“Do you not think that’s taking things a little too far? I don’t think I meant that it would get that bad.& I must say, that has to be some of the scariest advice I’ve heard for a while.” 

Night Vibes

There was no doubt the brunette knew her secrets about these darkened streets. Interestingly enough, It never dawned on him to actually explore the city at night; usually he always had somewhere to go, somewhere to be. Siobhan’s own experiences with curfew and being out late, brought back vivid examples of his own memories. He could recall instances in his youth where after drinking with his friends, he’d wander the night streets intoxicated. While his vision then might of been too blurred and swayed to pay much attention to the atmosphere; he did remember reflecting on the tranquility of the night. The lack of passing cars, the empty streets, Miami’s humid nights.

But bringing him out here with her, when he was the first, surprised him. In some aspect, he felt flattered. A soft smile graced his features after she finished her comment. He wasn’t going to lie. He was happy to know he was worthy enough in her perspective to bring him out to one of her favorite places. Maybe past the small print, it meant something. Then she challenged him with another question, one he took some time to think about before answering. His gaze dropped towards the waves, which were crashing against the support beams of the pier.

❝ Probably back to Hawaii. ❞ He paused, he let the memories come back to him. ❝ Served there back in ‘84, you know, back when the Russians occupied it. ❞ Richter replied, tapping the ashes off the end of his cigarette and into the water below. ❝ It was really beautiful there, despite what was going on… Wouldn’t mind going back. ❞ He turned his head to allow his light gaze to meet Siobhan’s. ❝ What about you? You don’t miss home at all? ❞

       there’s something about these miami nights, with the raging humidity and brutal heat. it reminds her of home in the dead of summer. it’s bittersweet, now that she comes to think of it. she’s unable to stay long in her memories, and if she’d been by herself she would have undoubtedly zoned out with the memories fresh in her mind. it’s one of many reasons she’s grateful that richter showed up, the idea of her being alone with her thoughts any longer was wholly unappetizing to the photographer. she shifts as she watches him, noticing how he takes time to think about it. she wondered if he’d pick vegas, or some kind of city like this but away from this. away from the bloodshed this city was known for, for a different kind of hell.          siobhan does her best to imagine hawaii when he was there, though she finds it hard to picture it during the war. the smell of the ocean mixed with a palpable fear of each day being your last. not too different from miami, though the scope was much broader. his return of question causes her diminutive shoulders to shrug in response. she couldn’t ever say she was rightly homesick, but there was a beauty in the way devil’s lake looked at early hours of the morning. the fog from the lake spreading across the town until all you could see were faint neon lights and the looming trees that seemed to almost be watching. the silence might have been something she missed, but that was the kind of foreboding one. a violent kind of quiet.          ❛ i should, it’s your picturesque new england town, ❜ muted laughter falls from full lips as her hands re-grip the bar before her. lower lip caught between teeth for a moment as she thinks for herself. if she could pick anywhere.  ❛ maybe hawaii, truthfully i never put much thought into it, but the idea of it... it’s nice. y’ever see one of the volcanoes out there go off? ❜

Four Word . Prompts

haha yeah i have a ton of weird kinks

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DON’T SLEEP, CAN’T SLEEP | A chill, easy-listen mix for those dusk to dawn nights. When you just can’t sleep – or maybe, just don’t sleep. A mix for sleepless, dreamless nights.