A REAL INSPIRATION. DESTINY.

[pheonix]

one two three four tell me that you love me more ,

PHEONIX was one unlucky kid. no matter how solid and happy-go-lucky he seems, there was always something eating away at him. no matter where he goes or how old he was or is. he always tried hard to be good, but nowadays he was starting to believe that a god out there was determined to screw up his life. how was this fair? why would he tease him so? making him talented at sports. being so near to becoming a professional and having a decent wage coming in. everything seemed to perky and then, oh yes, the goodie goodie up there somewhere decided that this boy just was not good enough. what the hell did he do wrong? he was never really bigheaded or spiteful. no, it was just life being a bitch to a person who really needed it. now look, in hollywood. a huge smile plastered to his face as per usual and no complaining. but this time, it was something different eating away at him. literally.

HE'S never really had a proper house of his own. pheonix had always prefered to just rent a property because he liked to move around so much because of the industry and such. forthwith, he was living in a small, one bedroomed flat on the outskirts of the city. it wasnt really glamorous, in fact, far from it. home was no less that scruffy and to be honest, in quite a dreadful neighbourhood. possibly the worst in the city. but it was reasonably priced for the state and phee didnt really spend much time there anyway so it didnt matter. it was really only there to hold his clothes and furniture and to sleep. so really, nothing special. but it was enough to keep him on the scene of where he needed to be for his job in the star-studded business.

TODAY was obviously no exception to that rule. he pushed himself upright on the end of his bed and ribbed his eyes, yawning before throwing himself lazily into the shower that only ever sprouted cold water. he appriciated it though, it always woke him up, which is what he ususally needed after a late night. phee never really drunk at all during those party nights. he'd been told that it wouldnt do his... condition... any good at all. and he was trying his hardest to fight it off. as long as no one knew about it, he was safe. he couldnt bear the thought of people seeing a weaker side of him. it was simply unacceptable. he dried himself off quickly and pulled a black and tartan polo shirt over his torso and heaved a pair of causal, blue denim jeans. he hand his hand through his still damp hair and decided to leave it as it was and left the bathroom to the kitchen slash living room. looking around at the general mess on the floor he picked out the first pair of matching shoes he saw. a simple plimsole design of white fred perry's. look sorted he grabbed a banana from the almost empty fruit bowl and left the flat without a backward glance.

STARBUCK'S was where he was heading. though he did regret not picking up a coat on the way out. his hair dried quickly in the bitter wind and he was practically being blown in the direction he wanted to go in, which didnt help in having to take his mind of the goose pimples that were appearing all over his arms. his teacher chattered and he rubbed his upper arms with his hands. it was already about two o clockish and the street was jam packed full of shoppers that he didnt know. he fumbled his way through the crowd carefully, trying not to knock into people as he went. he'd organised to meet someone in starbucks. but whether they'd turn up was a different matter. everyone he knew were always really busy. but that didnt ruin his outlook on the day. he understood completely.

WARM air filled his lungs as he pushed open the glass door of the cafe. cooking muffins. perfect. pheonix quickly sped over to the counter and asked the waitress who was somewhat attractive for a teapot of tea and a double chocolate brownie.

^{for. destiny.
words. eight eight five.
oufit. explained throughout.
notes. hope this is okay chicken <3}

[eve]

destiny nowadays was having what felt like a perfect life. she at last felt she was coping well as a mother. she had always felt for the last three years that she was never good enough for her darling daughter who was known destiny's little angel. when she became pregnant with her child, des had to stop the partying. she had gotten a good part in a movie at sixteen. she was becoming a star at a somewhat early. but she managed to get knocked up by a one night stand whom she never seen again. or so she thought. she could've seen him in the streets, but she'd been so drunk that night she didn't remember his face or anything about him. at the start, she felt she was the most unlucky person in the world. her career as a film star had kicked off, then she had hope. having a child meant putting stardom on hold as much as she wanted. now though, she knew hope had been her savior. if she hadn't came along, des more than likely would've became an out of control teenager. parties, alcohol and drama. hope matured her. sure she went out now and again, but only in moderation. she from then on realising this, always expected good to come out of the bad in the end.

but saying that, she didn't believe something had to be bad first for good. some things started out good and just got continuesly better over time. one example being her friendship with gabe aldridge. they'd been friends since they were youngsters. he was by far the ultimate best friend. most of the time anyway. he was a bit of an asshole some of the time, and she never described him as a gentleman. he was the guy des went to for everything. fun, secrets, advice; everything. and now they were housemates along with her daughter, hope. it was always a lively place, someone was always laughing there. but sometimes destiny needed to get away from the laughing. she loved living with gabe, she was never alone. sometimes she needed to be alone though.

today felt like one of those days. she woke up next to gabe. they only had a double bed and a single bed for hope. and since des and even gabe wanted the best for hope and what she wanted, they shared the double bed. no shinanigans went on. they just shared the bed and slept, innocently. she looked at her friends face and a gentle smile pulled at her lips. he was out for the count. lazily she pulled herself out from under the covers and on to her feet, careful not to awaken the peaceful guy still sleeping. he deserved sleep. destiny hadn't a good gig in ages, but gabe was working hard. he deserved some rest. she took her shower and got ready in hope's room, who was already awake. She was always up early, but she also went back to sleep an hour or two later. It was a weird habit she'd developed. But that was okay for now, des didn't mind. She did herself up, grabbed her keys, kissed her daughter goodbye and headed out the door. If she knew her daughter well, destiny knew she was probably going to sneak into gabe and snuggle up to sleep with him. He was the closest thing she had to a father figure and des was glad she had that in him.

Destiny needed a nice strong coffee this morning. She felt she needed one, anyway. She walked into starbucks coffee shop and glanced around for a seat. She spotted one, but waltzed up to the counter instead. It wasn't like she would lose her seat, it was empty enough today. She then realised who was up at the counter. A huge smile stretched across her face as she wrapped her arms around him from behind. "phee! How's it going?" she beamed at him, although from behind he couldn't see her glowing smile.

notes: I'll pretty it up later. And sorry for the delay!