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Parker Emery

MC Student

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Yesterday at 12:05 am
can’t sleep at night and can’t get these things right
Parker Emery & Carrington Haigh

Parker walks over to the PBP house from the dorms, checking his phone again to see if Carrie's texted yet. She hasn't. Earlier in the week they planned a date night and had been texting frequently, but he hasn't seen or heard from her all day. After texting her a couple of times, he tried to tell himself that maybe she just wanted the day to herself before they were to meet up. When he still didn't get a response by that time, the worry came right back ten-fold.

And his mind has been running through all the worst possible circumstances, not helped by the fact that he's been in such a bad place lately. He was hoping that seeing her tonight could make him feel a little better, but what if she decided she doesn't want to see him anymore? Did something happened to her?

Why wouldn't Amber text him then?

Walking up to the house, he knocks on the front door as he opens it, announcing himself like he always does now, making his way up to Carrie's room. He checks his phone one last time and takes a breath before knocking on her door without a word. When there's no response, he knocks again and waits a few moments, leaning close to the wood of her door like he might hear some sort of movement from the other side.

"Care? Carrie, you there?"
Apr 15 2017, 10:48 PM
Adlai Babler
(previous day)
alcohol, underage drinking

It's evening by the time Adlai and Parker make it back to the UMM dorms, having come from picking up Parker at MC and swinging by the grocery store so Adlai could go in and buy the alcohol for them. The conversation thus far has been pleasant but still a bit awkward in Parker's mind, nevertheless, he's glad Adlai agreed to this.

He follows Adlai inside where it seems to be mostly empty, many having already left for the break.
Mar 25 2017, 08:21 PM
Friday, December 23rd 2016
Adlai & Parker take a drive around town to make fun of all the bright, garishly decorated houses.

warnings: unhygienic, disordered eating, self harm

It’s well past noon on the day before Christmas Eve (Christmas Lilith, if you will) and Parker’s curled up in bed on his laptop. He’s only been awake for about twenty minutes, is several days unshowered, and can't remember the last time he ate. An ache sits heavy in his chest as he scrolls through facebook, seeing all the happy family photos and cheery holiday wishes. It hurts in the strangest way, but maybe it's just the realization that he is well and truly alone this year. A different kind of alone than he’s used to, a different kind than he wants.

It’s also the day before the start of Hanukkah and Adlai’s as homesick as he’s ever been. Three years and it still hasn't gotten any easier to celebrate without his parents, in this place where everything is so gruesomely Christmas. So when he’s scrolling through facebook on his phone and notices that Parker’s online for the first time in days, having shared two articles that seem critical of the holiday (1 & 2), his interest is piqued. He can’t get himself to stop thinking about it - that faded scar above Parker’s lip, the way his shoulders slope, how his hair has grown enough to curl at the ends. He recalls Parker saying he grew up in a Catholic household and figures that he, too, must be homesick in his own way.

It gives Adlai an idea… And about an hour later he’s pulling into the MC dorm parking lot without having messaged Parker first, his long hair pulled back into a loose bun and eyes sunken, tired.

It’s going on day number two of this latest manic episode.

Meanwhile, Parker grips the edge of the bathroom sink so tight, refusing to meet his own eyes in the mirror. Instead he watches his arms, how the too-hot water of his shower has made his skin blossom red and angry, figuring this is better than the other things he could be doing to make things feel real enough. (Though it makes the scarred lines trailing up to his shoulders all the more prominent. He hates it.)

He’s slow to finish changing, in a new short sleeved shirt because he'd forgotten to grab a sweater from his room. But when he’s finally done in the bathroom and headed back with dirty clothes balled up in his arms, he freezes upon seeing Adlai at his door, hesitating to knock. Why is he here? Did something happen?

With a furrowed brow, Parker slowly approaches as he adjusts the clothes in his arms to cover them as best as he can manage. “Adlai?”
Mar 24 2017, 10:17 PM
Carrington Haigh (outfit) & Parker Emery (outfit)
thread warnings: dissociation

The clicking sound of a turn signal fills up the quiet of Carrie's car, joined shortly after by a soft sigh from Parker as he turns the corner down Greek Row. He pulls up the long driveway of the PBP house, having come from the dorms after changing out of his work clothes. Turning the car off, Parker reaches over to the passenger seat and grabs his book bag from it - stuffed with his laptop, notebooks, and one of his smaller textbooks to a class he's worried he might have to drop.

He locks the car behind him, pulling his bag over his shoulder as he heads through the front door of the house.

(He does hesitate a second though, a slight stutter before remembering Carrie telling him he can just come right back to her room once he's back from work. It's okay, he reminds himself, he's her boyfriend. She's said it herself. )

After Parker pushes the heavy door shut behind him, he slips upstairs and to Carrie's room. He lightly knocks against the closed door,

"Care, you here?"
Mar 24 2017, 09:51 PM
    Simple rules, open interpretation. Respond to the person above you with a Night Vale Radio Tweet that is relevant/in response to them.

    (And feel free to explain it if you feel the need to!)

{Advice to Adlai Babler on a bad day.}
    Hang a map of a place you'll never go on your living room wall. Draw new streets. Tear off bodies of water. Wait for news crews to arrive.
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