Ft. Aviva - Blog Posts
"listen, compared to all the others i'm seeing this is objectively bad. it's okay to laugh." salem chuckled while leaning back in her chair and eyeing the other popsicle stick houses around her. "it's not that you're creatively challenged but maybe this form of art just isn't your strong suit, or mine either for that matter." other than making music and writing salem hadn't really attempted any other forms of art like crafting or painting. she never really had interest for it. a sigh of relief left her lips at the mention of drinks. "please! they'll 'be on me for making you suffer through this embarrassing activity."
in all honesty, aviva doesn't know how she keeps getting into these ... creative situations. it's like the universe wants her to be damn picasso or something, and it's just not happening. not in this lifetime and probably not in the next. "demolished? that's kind of harsh." a chuckle as she glances over at the other's work. it's better than hers, after all. her own head shakes, a sigh of defeat as she focuses back on hers. "i don't see how they do this — and they say kids do this? am i, like, creatively challenged? what is the secret to this?" she leans back in her chair. "i need like, a drink. and ten minutes ago."
status: closed for @skidemark // aviva
between the glue and the popsicle sticks salem had a giant mess of a pile sitting in front of her that was supposed to resemble a small house. building one out of miscellaneous items seemed like a fun idea at first but salem quickly realized she wasn't as crafty as she thought she was. "fuck it, i'm officially giving up on this. we can just say my home was demolished." she threw her hands up in defeat and let out a small chuckle. looking over at aviva curiously she noticed the other was hyper focused on her own project. "please tell me yours is going better than mine did?"
"i'm sure we can find you something! if it's a total bust i'll buy you lunch." salem said reassuringly with a smile. as the two strolled along the market salem nodded at the mention of the group. "i'm not sure if im ready to partake in an actual group thing it seems intimidating you know? i kind of just get really bored and i start doing stuff." dungeons and dragons was probably the most mundane thing she'd been into lately but it was better than any of the chaotic alternatives. "originally? new orleans but i pretty much grew up between there and new york. my parents could never stay still and with the tv show we traveled a lot." it was refreshing to talk to someone who didn't already know much about her. "but i know drew from new york actually. we'd randomly run into each other when our parents would drag us to industry things. seems like the nepo baby pool in valpo is a big one."
she kind of feels a twinge of guilt at the pit of her stomach at the idea of going somewhere else. if salem was enjoying it, they can stay. it's not like it's a big deal — she'll find something of interest eventually. she always does. "no, it's fine. there is some cool stuff here — and we haven't even explored the whole thing." she continues to walk, aviva's head shaking at the mention of her cousin. somehow, that's very on par the birdie, and she didn't know what else she expected. "there's a group around here – i've heard about it, but i've never been. maybe you should ask drew?" is drew the one who does it? no idea, but it seems like something he'd like. or maybe because it doesn't have a ghostface mask .. maybe not. "where are you from, again?"
salem let out a small chuckle at her response. with all the hand made pottery and jewelry it was understandable to feel a little cautious. "i'm sure you're not that clumsy. but if this isn't really your speed we can do something else maybe? i just thought this would have something for everyone." still being very new to the area meant salem had so much more to explore which made her open to other people's interests and it was nice to be able to make new friends in a different scene. it was a good distraction for her anyways. "seriously i'm open to anything. birdie convinced me to let them teach me about dungeons and dragons and we spent hours the other day playing. at this point in my life im very easily influenced." she said jokingly.
in all honesty, there's still quite a few places aviva hasn't explored yet. between working, and trying to make sure her life doesn't implode, making sure birdie doesn't kill anymore innocent plants, or that charlie isn't rearing his big forhead back into her life ( more on that later ) , it's been a bit difficult to go out and do things. an eyebrow raises slightly at the sight of the bag. if she was braver, she'd be able to do the same — but also, as silly as it sounds, she doesn't want to intrude on her cousins house. it's, like, a respect thing, she's sure. "i just — i dunno, i'm really picky, you know?" kind of. "and i'm afraid if i touch anything, it'll break. bull in a china shop deal, you know?"