A Place in this World ((Ray))

[chrisleigh taylor collins]

Chrisleigh was randomly walking around town. Her work at the barn was done, and she didn’t really have anywhere to be that day. It was a cool day and the clouds in the sky told her that it would soon begin to rain. She was just passing Ches Louis when she felt a rain drop on her arm. She was wearing a black tee-shirt and had forgotten her jacket at the barn. She didn’t want to get soaked, and her car was a few miles back, so she walked quickly into the small café, Fauna’s Café, as it began to rain harder and looked around.

Fauna’s Cafe was by far her favorite place in town. It was always so comfy and peaceful. It was the perfect place to relax after a long day of working and writing essays. She worked at her parents farm on the outskirts of town, taking care of the horses and cleaning the stalls. It was hard work, but she loved it because she got to be around the horses. She was already constantly around them because of her competitions in barrel racing, but it was nice to be with them even when she wasn't competing. And the essays for college. They were never ending, especially because she was an English major. All it ever seemed like she did was write essays for various classes. Sometimes it drove her crazy.

She walked up to the counter and greeted the worker, a friend from college. "I'll have a medium hazelnut coffee," she said, ordering her usual. When it finally came, she sat walked to the table closest to the window and began drinking, staring out the window the whole time. She had always loved the rain, especially when it was warm out, unlike that day. It always smelled good to her, and she loved how everything came alive after the rain stopped. It was beautiful for her. She began getting bored of this, so she took off the backpack she was carrying and opened it up, taking out the magazine that was on the top. It was the latest Equine magazine, and she began randomly flipping through the pages, looking for something to occupy her time before she would leave.

After a while she found an interesting article about barrel racing, so she began reading it. Barrel racing was definitely her favorite event, followed closely by jumping. She became so focused on the article that discussed training techniques, that she didn't notice the person next to her until he sat down across from her, making her jump and look up from her article.

[ray]

the darkest corners of my mind are yours

that's where you live
THAT'S WHERE YOU BREATHE

Raymond Miller, was currently standing outside of a department store smoking a cigarette. He glanced at his watch, to see when he'd have to pick up Hinkara from shopping. It was 5 in the afternoon, and he had approximately an hour and 45 minutes before he had to go and pick his sister up. What to do inbetween that time?

His decision was obvious once he took another whipp of his cigarette and glanced around. He would've been sleeping on another occasion at this time, because of a party or late night before. But he felt semi-alive at the moment and didn't want to drive all the way back home when he had only an hour left of standing there.

Maybe he should've went with his sister?

Nah, she would've made him try something on or pay for clothes he didn't even like. But the issue at hand, was that it was so boring out here! There weren't any chicks that he approved of, just a few squealers here and there passing by with their boyfriends. His pale hand reached up to grab the cigarette from his mouth and he flung it away from him, before replacing his hand into his pocket and walking down the sidewalk.

He let out a yawn, before glancing around at his surroundings. His thin frame's stomach growled once he saw the coffee shop, making him almost rush towards it to change that problem. Upon reaching the door, his gray eyes scanned who was inside of the cafe before fully proceeding inside. He noticed a familiar face sitting not too far from the door, but went to the counter to order before going over to her table. He just ordered a simple black coffee and plain doughnut, before proceeding over to her table and sitting down next to her. "Barrel racing?" Was what he said after looking at the newspaper she'd sat down. His tone clearly showed how unimpressed and unconvinced that she'd read something like that. One of his eyebrows were cocked upwards as he stared at her, as if waiting for some sort of explanation for her reading that despicable article. "Chris, what in the fuck, is barrel racing?" He didn't mean to come off so harshly, but that was just sort of in his nature anyway. He tried to lighten the way he came off by pulling out a cigarette and offering it to her. "Are you running after rolling barrels or something?"

you can give me anything but love

status // Finished
tagged // Chrisleigh
outfit // Raymond
notes // Forgot what I was going to put here; OH! Schools been insane, sorry I haven't been able to be on.
lyrics // "SOS (Anything But Love) by Apocalyptica
made by // danniperson at CAUTION 2.0

[chrisleigh taylor collins]

When she looked up she realized that it was just Ray. She put down her magazine and took another sip of her coffee. She rolled her eyes as he asked about barrel racing. She knew that he didn’t mean to be offending when he swore. Surprisingly, she actually liked that part of him. He always said what he thought and not what he thought people wanted to hear. It made him more real. Plus, she had gotten used to that side of his personality over the time she’s known him. “It does not involve running after barrels,” she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “It’s a horse race. You ride the horses around the barrels. The fastest horse wins,” she explained, talking slowly as if she was talking to a little kid. She knew that he never paid attention to the horse side of her life, and she was fine with that. He was fun just to hang around with and go to parties, even if he partied harder than she did.

She looked down at the offered cigarette with disgust. She hated smoking, and she hated that Ray smoked, but she left him alone and didn’t say how much she hated it. “You know I don’t want that thing,” she said. After multiple times of him trying to get her to try different things, she was used to his offerings. She usually just ignored it. “But thanks for trying to make up for before,” she added with a smile. She liked the fact that he didn’t like to be mean to her. It was when he did something to make up for something rude he had said that she realized that he actually cared about her feelings. It was nice to have a friend like him.

“What are you doing here anyway? Not that I mind, but you’re usually asleep until a party starts,” she said with a laugh. She enjoyed a good party, but she knew that Ray lived for them. That’s mostly what their friendship was built on, going to parties every weekend together. It was nice for her to be able to relax after a long week of college, work, and riding horses. But it was also nice to be able to sit down and have an actual conversation with Ray. They rarely had any heart to heart conversations. Or just random conversations.

Notes: It's okay, I totally understand

[ray]

the darkest corners of my mind are yours

that's where you live
THAT'S WHERE YOU BREATHE

"Oh wow, I could've guessed that" Raymond told her about the whole 'running after barrels' thing before turning his attention to the coffee again. His eyebrows furrowed when she turned down the offered cigarette and slid it away from her without any hesitation. "Really? That sounds interesting." He said in a completely uninterested tone before finally drinking out of the mug. He gazed past her for a second into the direction of a guy he may have known that was outside before turning his attention back to the newspaper sitting in front of her. "I had to take my sister shopping since shes too lazy and young to get her own license." He told her with a little yawn. "Thats about the only reason I'm really out." He told her, before lighting the cigarette she denied only seconds before.

He took a whiff of it, before speaking again. "Why don't you like to smoke? Or use, anything?" He asked, out of random. As much as he tried, he could never be much of a bad influence on her. She didn't like drugs, smoking, or anything he liked. It was beyond him how they managed to even get along at all. What was sad was the fact that Raymond really didn't know right from wrong because his parents never taught it to him. So if he was making an effort to get along with her, he was completely oblivious to.

you can give me anything but love

status // Finished
tagged // Chrisleigh
outfit // Raymond
notes //
lyrics // "SOS (Anything But Love) by Apocalyptica
made by // danniperson at CAUTION 2.0

[chrisleigh taylor collins]

“Yeah, it is,” Chrisleigh said, noticing that he wasn’t interested in horses. It didn’t really bother her. She had other friends to actually talk to about stuff like that. She smiled when he said he was taking his sister shopping. It seemed like he would do a lot for her. He was a good brother. “Aww that’s nice,” she said in a teasing voice. She was an only child, so she didn’t know what it was really like to have a sibling. She just saw how they acted in public.

She drank the rest of her coffee and watched as Ray lit the cigarette, trying not to make a face. At his questioning, she sat back and had to think about it for a second. Why did she hate that stuff? Because it was bad for you? No, that wasn’t true. Drinking was just as bad and she still did that. “I dunno,” she finally settled on. She knew he wouldn’t be happy with the answer, so she elaborated on her answer. “I just don’t see the point,” she said with a shrug. “And I'm not gunna lie, it’s kinda gross,” she added as an afterthought. It wasn’t so much the smoke that bothered her, but the fact that the smoke was going into your lungs. She was studying biology at college right now and had always hated learning about what smoking did to your lungs.