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Nate's Journal Entry #1
Hi. I'm Nate. I'm eight months younger than Banjo- I mean Ben. Sorry, my nickname for him is Banjo. Although he once called me Bicycle.. How the fuck is 'Nate' anywhere near 'Bicycle'?! Well, he was tired. And he had just been out on a 'job' so yeah. I don't particularly like what we do, but I guess in a sick, demented, more-twisted-than-that-DNA-symbol-way it's sort of fun. Well, fun for him and Gerard. While my boyfriend goes off to go gut someone, I usually sit and talk to Rosie. When I first met her, Gerard introduced her as "The Dollmaker". That's because when he finds a new craze, he has her make a doll through which he sees their lives. We all watch what goes on, I watch because I sort of miss being a normal teenager. I'm not saying that we're always holed up in this castle, but it's slightly weird hearing about teenagers being murdered by the dozen and knowing it's your boyfriend doing that. I used to be really good friends with this dude, Pete Wentz.. Well, long story short, he now haunts this castle. Often, it's him, Rosie and this other ghost too. Her name's Anna. She's quite nice but had a horrible fate. She had a dream that she died, and then developed schizophrenia. Then, after weeks and weeks of worrying, she offed herself.. I know all of this because she's told me about it. Sometimes, when I can't sleep, I wander the halls here. I've bumped into so many ghosts now, I'm not scared. My favorites are Anna and Hozzie. Well, we call her Hozzie but her real name is Hollie. She was stabbed. They've both come to haunt Gerard's castle because, well, I don't actually know why. They're nice though.
Ben's here right now. He's asleep, the poor thing, and all I can do is stroke his hair and sit here, writing. We all keep journals. It's interesting, really, daily life here. It's complicated and weird. My favorite part is definitely sitting down and seeing through the doll's eyes. I like writing stories, and when I have characters that I know are real, I can make up scenarios and dialogue and shit. I've watched enough lives through doll eyes to know how this shit works.
Awh, Ben just started sleeptalking, seriously, someone make him stop being adorable. I'll pay you. If I wasn't dating Ben, I'd give you a blowjob too. But if I wasn't dating Ben, I wouldn't need to ask that question, now, would I?
Oh shit, I'm tired. I'm just gonna put this journal back in its hiding spot, then curl up next to Ben. He's like the human hot water bottle. It's stunning how much heat one teenage boy gives off.
-Nate
PS- Get pajamas washed tomorrow. Lazy-ass maids round here'll have something to do.
Author's Note- HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY GUYS WANNA READ SOMETHING AMAZING THAT'LL KNOCK YOUR PANTS OFF?!?!?
Go read Haili and Anna's collab fic, Earth Does Break the Things We Make. IT'S AMAZING.
-Ash x
Hi. I'm Nate. I'm eight months younger than Banjo- I mean Ben. Sorry, my nickname for him is Banjo. Although he once called me Bicycle.. How the fuck is 'Nate' anywhere near 'Bicycle'?! Well, he was tired. And he had just been out on a 'job' so yeah. I don't particularly like what we do, but I guess in a sick, demented, more-twisted-than-that-DNA-symbol-way it's sort of fun. Well, fun for him and Gerard. While my boyfriend goes off to go gut someone, I usually sit and talk to Rosie. When I first met her, Gerard introduced her as "The Dollmaker". That's because when he finds a new craze, he has her make a doll through which he sees their lives. We all watch what goes on, I watch because I sort of miss being a normal teenager. I'm not saying that we're always holed up in this castle, but it's slightly weird hearing about teenagers being murdered by the dozen and knowing it's your boyfriend doing that. I used to be really good friends with this dude, Pete Wentz.. Well, long story short, he now haunts this castle. Often, it's him, Rosie and this other ghost too. Her name's Anna. She's quite nice but had a horrible fate. She had a dream that she died, and then developed schizophrenia. Then, after weeks and weeks of worrying, she offed herself.. I know all of this because she's told me about it. Sometimes, when I can't sleep, I wander the halls here. I've bumped into so many ghosts now, I'm not scared. My favorites are Anna and Hozzie. Well, we call her Hozzie but her real name is Hollie. She was stabbed. They've both come to haunt Gerard's castle because, well, I don't actually know why. They're nice though.
Ben's here right now. He's asleep, the poor thing, and all I can do is stroke his hair and sit here, writing. We all keep journals. It's interesting, really, daily life here. It's complicated and weird. My favorite part is definitely sitting down and seeing through the doll's eyes. I like writing stories, and when I have characters that I know are real, I can make up scenarios and dialogue and shit. I've watched enough lives through doll eyes to know how this shit works.
Awh, Ben just started sleeptalking, seriously, someone make him stop being adorable. I'll pay you. If I wasn't dating Ben, I'd give you a blowjob too. But if I wasn't dating Ben, I wouldn't need to ask that question, now, would I?
Oh shit, I'm tired. I'm just gonna put this journal back in its hiding spot, then curl up next to Ben. He's like the human hot water bottle. It's stunning how much heat one teenage boy gives off.
-Nate
PS- Get pajamas washed tomorrow. Lazy-ass maids round here'll have something to do.
Author's Note- HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY GUYS WANNA READ SOMETHING AMAZING THAT'LL KNOCK YOUR PANTS OFF?!?!?
Go read Haili and Anna's collab fic, Earth Does Break the Things We Make. IT'S AMAZING.
-Ash x
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