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MISFIRES

a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table. (meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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[longlegs]

[ Oh. It takes her a while, but: ]

did you
dream about how we met?

[chokedout]

not exactly
i mean, maybe?

i don't remember a lot of it, but sometimes it'll spark a piece
like how you remember your dreams the day after (or don't, until prompted)
i feel like it's... like that
like seeing you tickles some part of my brain that saw you before
but i also know i sound a bit crazy

[longlegs]

a little bit
but then so do i
i don't know why i keep thinking you and i met by a pool, not the lake
there was this party and you were wearing bracelets
it's not really a dream though
when you found me for a second i actually thought that's where we were?
and then there's times when i'm in some situation and think there's stuff i can do that i definitely can't

[chokedout]

[Does he remember that too, or does her saying it just plant the image in his head?]

i keep looking in the mirror and seeing faces that don't belong to me
like, they're me but they're not me?
i'm trying to give my liver a break too
but so far it's not helping


i also
well
i feel like my friends are different
i know people change
i change too
but
i feel like im always making wrong assumptions

[longlegs]

i haven't seen different faces
just
shadows
kind of

like what?

[chokedout]

you gotta pinky promise me some confidentiality
if you can't, i get it
you were his friend too, before we met




you know iggy?

[longlegs]

of course i can teddie
yeah iggy's one of my best friends

[chokedout]

i feel sometimes like i remember knowing him a long time ago as... different?
kinder, maybe
but then i don't know
i haven't been making the most positive decisions here
so his bitchiness is warranted but
i don't know where this assumption came from
that he was different
i've always known him like this
but i guess i'm just on the wrong side of the fence for once

[longlegs]

[ ... ]

no, i think you're right
he's been like
really angry lately
going out of his way to hurt people i feel like?
i don't remember him doing that before

[chokedout]

he's pissed at me right now and
i don't know
everything feels super wrong

this is great welcome to my mental state mila
do you still wanna go steady

[longlegs]

i mean
do you feel better with me?
or do i make it worse?

[chokedout]

being with you feels right
not remembering why i love you so much feels wrong

[longlegs]

we can work on that
remembering
making new memories
i wanna stay with you

[chokedout]

i wanna stay with you too

we just feel...
meant to be?

[longlegs]

you really mean that, don't you?
you're not gonna break my heart?

[chokedout]

want proof?

[longlegs]

[ after a little nervous while, ]

yeah

[chokedout]

midnight, come out to the terrace on the south side
wear something black tie

[longlegs]

black tie huh
is it just us?

[chokedout]

yeah, just us
rain or shine. i'll see you there?

[longlegs]

I'll see you there teddie ♥︎

[ Time to spend the whole time choosing what to wear oh no ]

[chokedout]

[Teddie, meanwhile, had a whole outfit waiting in his closet for this very moment, it would seem. He just gravitates toward it after freshening up, spritzing on cologne and adjusting his cufflinks as he stares at the mirror (seeing something he doesn't quite recognize behind his own eyes) before heading off just before the midnight hour.

The terrace overlooks some greenery, and is alight with fairy lights hanging from a section of trellis. Teddie's out by the edge, hands in his pockets and back turned to the door. He's got a bottle of champagne on the cast iron table next to him, and seems to be staring up at the stars as time ticks away to midnight.]

[longlegs]

[ She dresses in blue, hair tied back and wearing some of her best jewelry, replacing all the glitter and colors with classic makeup — following Teddie's short instructions to their fullest, eager to please him, wanting to see his expression light up when he realizes that.

At the same time, though, Mila worries it might be too much. Even as she stands at the door, heels clacking softly as she steps out to the terrace to approach him, she keeps her gaze down when she isn't taking in the details of what he put together for them. It's so pretty. So much more romantic than anyone's been with her. ]

... Hi.

[chokedout]

[He turns slowly toward her, eyes skimming from the ground up and it's true. He lights up when he sees her, sees how the blue radiates off of her; how it brings out the blonde of her hair, how the dress hugs her in a way that makes his heart beat a little faster and a smile split across his face. He takes his hands out of his pockets and lets them hang at his sides, before reaching out to her with his left hand, to bring her in closer.]

I feel like you always manage to take my breath away.

[longlegs]

[ She's sure anyone would've said something else, maybe questioned why she decided to look so different tonight, made a comment that drew attention to just that; not Teddie, though, who always knows the right thing to say. Mila squeezes his hand softly, lowering her gaze bashfully, only to smile back up at him. Unable to resist, she leans in for a long, chaste kiss. ]

I wanted to look perfect for you. It's so pretty here, Teddie.