[closed log] that boy and his moodiness

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

Characters: Kevin, Ali
Setting: The garage
Content: Ali has to go to work again, and Kevin still has a car.
Status: Closed, incomplete

[Kevin hasn't quite decided where he even wants to go, but he's drifted towards the garage so he can take his car out for a spin. Suddenly he hears the unmistakable sound of wheels rolling across the floors towards him and a "Hey! Wait up!" He groans. He's not sure he's in the mood, really, to do anyone any favors right now.]

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[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

[Ali rolls up on her skates, backpack clutched against her, out of breath from racing to catch up with him.]

Hey man, you headed to town? I usually skate in, but I'm running late...if you're going my way, I could really use a lift.

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Okay, Kevin's pretty sure he's just... not in the mood for company right now, but what can he do? She's one of his only friends, and he is sure that he shouldn't blow her off. So he stops the car, and lets out a sigh in his last moment of solitude before rolling down his tinted window, and puts up a nice fake smile for her.]

Hop in.

[The automatic locks click open for her as she skates her way around to the passenger side.]

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Thanks Kev, you're a lifesaver.

[Ali slams the door shut, just a little too hard as always, and plugs her mp3 player into Kevin's "AUX" port on his stereo, cranking it to full blast. She yells over the music to keep conversation, rather than turning down the volume.]

SO, WHAT'RE YOU UP TO TONIGHT? GOING TO THAT DINNER THING? I'M MISSING IT FOR WORK, BUT IT'S OKAY. I FUCKING HATE HOLIDAYS ANYWAY.

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin's expression is mostly unreadable behind his sunglasses, but his teeth grind ever so slightly as he turns down the music.]

I fucking hate holidays too.

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Right? Thanksgiving? More like No-Thanksgiving! [Ali laughs at her own incredibly stupid joke, harder than anyone really should laugh at that joke. Ever.] It really sucks the big one when you're broke ass and your parents are all fucked off. Lois always made us do stuff if we were doing a tour gig this time of year and it was even okay sometimes, but low-budget anarchopunk thanksgiving is so not the same as all that traditional shit they're in for at the house. I'd grab leftovers after, though, if Jono and Julian leave anything for the rest of us.

[The song changes and the audio threshold is definitely different on this track, so she turns it up a bit to adjust, despite the fact that Kev had already turned the music down.]

WHY DO YOU HATE THE HOLIDAYS? [She rolls her eyes as Kevin turns the music back down. Again.] You never said if you were gonna do the turkey thing with everyone else. Show tonight's sold out, otherwise I'd get you in so you'd have an out.

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Why is Ali babbling so much today? Kevin shakes his head and waves his hand at her to emphasize his next statement.]

No. I'm good. I don't really want to be at a show tonight.

And Jono said he'd save some leftovers if you ask him to.

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I told him they don't feed me at work, he looked horrified then took it as sacred duty to save my a little of everything. [She grins, lighting a smoke, totally oblivious to Kevin's bad mood.] That guy is so easy to play.

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

Yeah... okay. [So, Kevin's not really in the mood for small talk. He tries to just drop the conversation, but also adds:] Don't expect me back for dinner. Guess I'll just go out tonight.

[He doesn't have an actual destination in mind, other than away.]

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, like I said, I'm missing it, too. [Ali rolls her eyes. God, does he even listen to her?] Anyway, even if you're out, you don't have to be a sad bastard all night. I'll send you a text when I'm off work, we can grab a drink or something, yeah?

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin's not really sure how to respond to that without sounding rude, so he just nods, and lets out a neutral "Mmm." He pulls over to the curb in front of where Ali needs to be dropped off, and starts to feel a little bad...]

Hey, uh... sorry. I'm lousy company these days. Have a good time at work.

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

You're so lame. [Ali gets out of the car, frowning. Kev's be no fun at all lately, and it's starting to bug her. She thought she'd worked him and Jono out of this sad bastard routine.] Have fun doing whatever, man. Thanks for the ride.