Always Approach Sketchy Vans on the Beach

Live froze for a second as Desmond moved closer to her. She stared into his eyes for a moment, but it was a very awkward exchange because from this distance, Des would definitely be able to see it.

The grayness and the exhaustion.

Live's eyes were the color of gray from black and white movies and were what gave her the emotionless and moody expression. Her eyes looked worn down and tired. It wasn't easily seen under all the black makeup smeared around and the deep colors she had put on with eyeshadow. She only used makeup on her eyes though and never used foundation for fear of causing acne, but it definitely added to the memo look Des was talking about.

When you came as close to her face, and her eyes, as Desmond was, you saw that the well done makeup wasn't just because Live liked to do her makeup, it was to hide something. Because without makeup, Live felt less able to keep from looking human and tired. Why she didn't like looking like these things was a very long story..

But she froze not because of how she looked but because of how Desmond looked. His eyes were the same as hers. The tired and dreary look, the deep bags from lack of sleep..all of it. For just a second Live didn't feel so alone.

But any moment of softness Live felt was pulled away when Desmond grabbed her cheeks. She knew they had been kind of flirting, or at least Des had, but it still shocked her when he touched her face and offered for her to stay the night.

"Uh.." She said shrinking back from him a bit, and pulling her face out of his hands. She felt a weird shiver go up her spine as she searched for a response..damn she was really high.

She glanced around the van and then at the clock. It was late, but not as late as Live usually was up. She still had another hour plus before she would be even close to getting tired. She didn't want to go back to her room but it was freezing outside. Her mind rambled through her options for a moment before finally responding.

"Can I just stay here for an hour or so? I want to finish my drawing..." She said looking down at her paper. It looked like it could be finished but Live looked dissatisfied as her eyes narrowed and jaw clenched slightly.

She continued work on her drawing, getting slowly closer toward something she could be satisfied with. She was spending a lot of time filling shapes with small squiggly lines and filling other shapes with colors. Every now and then she would stop and just stare at the page for a while and then return to more squiggles and colors.

Live nodded, "Yeah, I don't usually fall asleep until just before the sun comes up..." She continued drawing for a moment and then looked up, her eyes looking out towards the water for a moment. "Yah know tonight is a new moon. Mean's that it's a good time to invite new things into your life.. At least that's the kind of bullshit astrology will tell you."

She was quite for a moment and then looked back at her paper. "I'm not very good at letting things in..." She looked up at Des, "Guess you could say I'm afraid of loss."

She shrugged and went back to making squiggly lines, "But then again who isn't. Anyways, I've been bad at sleeping for as long as I can remember. It got really bad once the shadows showed up. I don't think I've been able to sleep between the hours of 11pm and 5am in almost a decade.."

Live glanced up at Desmond for a moment, her eyes narrowing in thought.

"So what exactly do you do as a 'Van Hobo'? You're existence is kind of...fascinating to me."

@Lazzy

Yeah, it was pretty cheesy. She was kind of embarrassed to have said it at all but she hadn't been this high around someone else in a while. She was having a hard time knowing what to keep in her head and what to say out loud.

"No, I guess this is the part where I ask if you wouldn't mind letting me in."

Besides this guys singing, he was alright. He also had an awesome smoking spot with his van and she wanted in on that. She wasn't the most social of people but she was trying to change. Kaya had really started to change her views on it could be like to have friends.

"I'm pretty lo-maintance when it comes to being friends with me. I'd just want to smoke with yah and stuff. Nothing extravagant. I won't sleep with you but if you wanted to make out sometime that's fine. I think you're kind of cute."

She said all this with her eyes locked on her drawing. Her voice was fairly level and she didn't sound terribly nervous but really she was pretty terrified of whatever the hell it was she was doing.

"Though I totally get it if you're not about it. I'm..I know I'm not the most enjoyable person to be around..."

@Lazzy

Live just stopped what she was doing and thought. Like, really thought.

First off, she had gone into this situation with a much different idea in mind of what she would encounter inside. She supposed she should stop being surprised by the things she ran into here but she din't think that seemed entirely possible.

She let out a heavy sigh as her mind rewound to the moment she had reached the van. She had literally thought at first that this was some kind of trap step up by the police to catch stones. Or her...maybe her in particular because Live, like a idiot, had been caught by the police...a couple times, during her first year and a half at this school. Up until a couple weeks ago when she turned 18, everything she had been arrested for, except for one fight, became legal for her. Smoking, drinking and not doing what the adults told her to do. Although, she figured she would still have to listen when cops told her to "Put your hands up!".

She had thought this van was a step up to catch Live smoking and arrest her again. But that wouldn't be the case now and as soon as she had realized this she took it as an opportunity to smoke her weed, not in the cold.

She had gotten really high, quite warm and comfortable, and also said a lot of weird shit which she was going to blame the dank and the moon for. She just had to figure out how to proceed from here now.

Live let out a sigh and glanced over at Desmond. "Yeah, smoking buddies. Sounds good." She gave him a firm nod and then looked back at her sketchbook.

"Uh...guess it's both." She said with a shrug, "Not gonna lie, I haven't hot boxed in fucking years man. I am stoned out of my mind.. And uh..." She glanced out at the moon, "Yeah..I'm just high man." She shook her head and let out another sigh, "Just really fucking high.."

She looked back at him for a moment, smirked a bit and then began to put her stuff back into her bag.

"Alright, I'll get out of you're hair. Now I know what your time limit is. You normally smoke around same time, same place? Or is this van and beach thing like a norm?"

..had she asked this question before?

@Lazzy