🏈 Final: Broncos 13, Jets 11 Defense ruled in London! Denver sacked Justin Fields 9 times and held the Jets to negative passing yards. Bo Nix threw the game’s only TD, and Wil Lutz sealed it late. Broncos move to 4–2, Jets fall to 0–6.
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With her thirteenth birthday days away, Abigail refused her parent’s suggestion of hosting a party and inviting all her friends. It broke her heart to think of not remembering any of her friends on a day meant to be a happy occasion. Instead, she opted to spend each passing day with her friends from Sector V making a memorable item with each of them based on their interests so they’d each have something to look fondly back on after she was decommissioned. When it came to spending one-on-one time with Numbah 3, she decided to take her to the Rainbow Monkey store to build a custom rainbow monkey. “ So, Kuki have you thought about a design for your rainbow monkey? ”
Kim gave an almost sad nod, letting out a little sigh. “Yeah, that tends to be how it is for us, huh? Always chasing after something, trying to convince ourselves we have to look perfect, be perfect, act perfect. That we have to be better somehow.” She leaned her head on her bestie’s shoulder. “You know I think you’re great just the way you are though, right?”
@takeflight sent : you’ve been awfully quiet. from mitchell pritchett cause i’m here for the lols once again.
“oh … huh ?? have i ??” the question is genuine, not meant to be sarcastic. there were often times when charlie would fall silent and not even notice. sometimes because he had too much on his mind, other times because he was so used to being talked over. he’s not sure exactly what is the cause right now, which explains the confusion on his face. “sorry dude, were you sayin’ something ?? like … oh shit … was i ignoring you ??”
❛ YOU NEEDN’T SELL ANYTHING , chamaquita , ❜ says ernesto , his voice saccharine with rare sincerity . after all , he cannot lie to her ⸻ scorn or not , he has been aware of his own rotten nature since childhood ⸻ but that needn’t mean lisa is possessing of such a heart , and to be honest , perhaps it should stay that way . ❛ your heart is good and kind , you see . rare and unsullied . it is … a very precious thing to possess . not everyone has such a thing , i’m afraid . so … keep your honor . protect it . just know that … even if you don’t , i would not blame you or shun you for it . we must all make our own way . ❜
the constant beeping was about to drive him insane, even while he was distracting himself as best as he could. hospitals make him anxious as is but to have a friend laying in that bed and not being able to do anything but wait is a whole nightmare come true. leg bouncing as he continuously scrolls social media on his phone, he can feel himself getting bored. just then, he notices her stirring as if she knew. phone disappears in his pocket as he gets up on his feet to move closer to the bed. he gives her a few moments to properly wake up, offering a small smile while she orientates herself. “ hey, sleepyhead. how are you feeling ? ” head tilts to the side, he wasn’t really expecting much of an answer. “ let me go get bart, he stepped outside for a second. he’s gonna be happy you’re up. ”
❛ 𝑨𝑩𝑺𝑶𝑳𝑼𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀 , mi niña , ❜ replies ernesto with all of the brimming warmth of a parent .
ernesto feels as though he has found a kindred soul in the young girl , her love for music palpable with every note she plays on her instrument . he gives her a playful little elbowing to the side , a cheeky smile upon his lips .
❛ however , to do that , we must first give you a chance in the spotlight! you are far too talented for your gifts to not be shared with the world . you see … when we are blessed with the gift of music , we all but have an obligation to not keep it a secret . you play your saxophone for a reason , no ?what is that reason ? ❜
Sabrina looked to where Valerie was gesturing and raised an eyebrow. “Huh, it sure looks like it. I guess they don’t hire the smartest people to work in these things.” She looked back to her friend now and gave a shrug. “Though it definitely takes away any element of fear they’re trying to evoke here.”
FROM THE INBOX: ❛Where did you teleport in from?❜ kuki to chad. / @takeflight
“Somewhere several hundred miles above ground,” Chad answered honestly, rubbing at his head and trying to reorient himself. “Give or take a few hundred.”
Was he supposed to be up there? Absolutely not. Was an adult weather machine factory plummeting into the sea somewhere off the coast? Yeah. But Chad couldn’t exactly say any of that because it fell under ‘top secret’ and 'shit that could get him killed’. Either by the adults if they realized he was still pulling shit, or by the TND if they thought he was going rogue on them. As if his whole shtick wasn’t 'going rogue’ at this point.
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julie , ❛ he acts like i put a gun to his head ! ❜
’ i’ll talk to him, ’ he says, trying his hardest to fight the smile that’s threatening to break through. THE DECISION TO SWAP OUT GOLDBERG FOR @takeflight WAS NOT A POPULAR ONE.but then again, bombay’s rarely ever been known for making the popular choice … the good of the team outweighing the good of his popularity. ( he’ll never be popular, who’s he kidding? )
’ he’s just being a big baby. ’ and there’s the smile, try as he had to suffocate it. it’s not cruelty towards julie, not in the least — it is, however, a light mockery of greg instead. ’ he’s not used to being shown up — let alone by a girl. he and connie exist in — ’ a vague hand motion, coffee held precariously close to spilling in one hand, the other mirroring, two large circles just barely avoiding overlap. ’ — totally different circles. ’ an elbow is gently tapped against her arm, just below her shoulder. ’ he’s intimidated.you should be proud. ’
and he thought he’d done such a good job… sneaking in at three am, collapsing into the corner of the shower and just breathing for what felt like an eternity. how the fuck had he forgotten to wash his face? probably too busy scrubbing the visible carnage from his arms and finger nails. “you don’t-” god he felt ill, “you don’t have to do that…”
he’d lost count of the number of times his loved ones were forced to do this. marge, lisa, nathan… well, that was pretty much everyone. the guilt in his stomach had begun to eat him alive, the ache stemming from his bones consuming him entirely as he met her gaze. “i’m fine,” he muttered, subtly trying to cradle his broken rib under the extra large t-shirt he managed to force over his head.
for a moment he actually wished it was his blood. maybe then she wouldn’t look at him with such judgement. “it’s just a scratch.” he didn’t have the gaul to joke that she should see the other guy.
a starter for valerie from richard ! / @takeflight . ⊹
“it’s more like…-” sometimes he felt less like a poet and, “-more like a faucet, i suppose.” not his best analogy. “it’s as if there’s this… heavy substance bubbling up within me, drowning me as i stand firmly bound to the sand… and every time i write something it finally slows down. i can breathe again. just for a moment. like a hawk or a praying mantis, maybe- i’m not sure. you just feel… above it all. as if there’s nothing that can reach you there.” every so often, his words tended to attract a small crowd: judgemental, moronic, elated. it didn’t matter to him. not when they had begun to look at him the same way he used to gaze upon his former friends. with admiration.
he’d noticed valerie more than once, seemingly hanging onto each and every one of his flowery words with little to no retort. she seemed too discreet, like a rose plucked too soon, perhaps. though somehow still she demanded the rooms attention. not necessarily in a positive way, but nonetheless. a paradox of a person in such a way richard could easily romanticise her through his tinted lens.
“you’re showing up to more and more of these things,” not the most subtle of ways to introduce himself, but with the loss of every friendship he had in one fell swoop- he’d take anything he could get. resting his spine against the counter of god knows who’s kitchen counter, he drained the remainder of some kind of cheap beer, grimacing afterwards. fuck. that was quite the departure from top shelf whiskey and imported champagne. was it grim of him to miss things like that? “what’s your name, again?”
