Re: Sebastian and Jules
Deep down Jules knew she was maybe being foolish or idealistic or whatever. Jasper had promised to come with her if she still wanted him to when the time came, but there was a horrible nagging in the pit of her stomach that seemed to grow and intensify whenever she thought too much about it. Or when she was drunk and high, apparently. As much as she would love to go to California for school, realistically, Jules knew she would probably stay close to home unless something life changing happened. She took the weed from Sebastian and gave him a small smile as another giggle threatened in her throat. "What exactly do you picture me with? I mean... I pictured me with someone like you," Jules pointed out as she brought the joint back to her lips. "But looks can be deceiving, right? And Jasper isn't like... I don't know, he's better than how most people think of him. I think he could do a lot with his life if he got out of this place."
"I dunno," Sebastian grinned. "Someone straighter than me for sure, clean cut and with good fashion sense. But you're right, I don't know Jasper, like, at all. And if you say he's a good guy, that's better than some jerk in a letter jacket any day." He knew there was nothing that said that someone who looked nice actually was. Guys like Kyle and Justin. She could do better than that, and probably had, even if people didn't see it. "I'd think he'd want to get away from here, after losing his sister. I don't know if I'd ever get over something like that." He couldn't imagine what he'd do if Ophelia went missing, but he wouldn't want to stick around. He'd want to get as far away from this place as possible.
Jules's brows furrowed briefly when Sebastian mentioned Jasper losing Amelia, because she was back and... oh, right. Not everyone knew that. Jules focused on the joint for a moment, her heart beating fast because for a moment she nearly gave it away and Jasper would so be pissed if she did that. "He may want to stay for his dad," Jules said after a moment. "But who knows, maybe you're right. I mean, did you know his dad is dating Ms. Harris? So, like, maybe they'll get married and Jasper's dad won't be alone anymore and it'll be okay to leave. I don't know. It's making me depressed to think about it so let's talk about something else. How're things at home?" Jules raised a blonde brow curiously. "Or is that depressing too?"
If the conversation was depressing Jules, then Sebastian was fine with moving on, since they were there to have fun, not dig themselves into a pit of despair. He had the feeling it was him, that he had so much drama in his life that he was a downer to everyone he opened up to, but he didn't want to be that person. He gave Jules a small smile, aware she was trying, but home wasn't much better for him than anything else. "My dad's talking to me now 'cause he thinks I'm cursed. Does that count?" he asked with a soft snort. "On the plus side, I think I've got some control back. Wanna see?" He recalled telling her that he was a witch, but they'd been at school and he couldn't do anything there. It wasn't generally the kind of thing that affected his daily life, so sometimes he forgot about it, but it was a cool party trick for those he could trust enough to show.
"Wait, what?" Jules gaped at Sebastian before she began to laugh. "He thinks you're cursed? From what? What kind of curse? You seem fine to me." It was probably some magic thing. At least she hoped it was from magic and not because Sebastian was gay or anything like that. But she nodded when he offered to show her what she assumed was magic, wishing she had filled her cup before coming upstairs. The stuff she was capable of doing wasn't anything she could actually show him. It wasn't like she could turn on the telepathy with anyone she wanted, which was a relief, and also kind of a disappointment.