Post by Maverick Tatum on Sept 14, 2022 11:33:44 GMT
"Sarah you idiot!" Maverick said as he threw his laptop across the room. "Why?" he said as he ran his hands through the curls in his hair. He had absolutely no idea why he watched this show but it was what had happened when he was left alone. The truth was Maverick only had two moods. Alone or Alone and Brooding. Most people would think that was the same but when Maverick was deciding to be alone was much better than if Maverick would have decided to be alone and broody. Plus he never chose to brood much because the last thing that he wanted was to get early age wrinkles across his face because what kind of skin would that be for the Rockstar that he was in his mind.
However his time alone had put him down the rabbit hole of streaming service and his laptop screen had became a mirage of a sea of lovely app icons all brightly colored and the last few days had been spent training because he did not need his body soft and watching shows here and there. Maverick had discovered that there was so much that he had not had a chance to binge between being a Rockstar in his head, banging women numbers one, two, three, four, and five either single handedly or together in various combinations that it was a travesty that something such as this streaming masterpiece had slid under his radar. However after the first couple of episodes of season one, because apparently it was just this morning that he had discovered there were two seasons of this gloriousness he had been hooked. Honestly if he was a fish the moment of discovery of this show would have been the moment that he opened his mouth and got caught hook, line, and sinker.
"Sarah," he said as he had true tears falling down his face. "Girl you are such an idiot and why?" That reminded him that he needed to tweet about this in a little bit once he was able to get through his own emotions about that finale because it was indeed a lot to take in. "Sarah!" he cried out as he got up and began to pick up the pieces of his broken laptop. "You deserved so much better than Garrett." It was almost like Maverick truly believed that he had honestly invested something in this show when the truth was he was just trapped in the void of a deep binge. He let out a deep breath to calm his nerves as he finished picking up the pieces. "The thing that gets me the most is how are they going to name a show after me and not even invite me?" It truly blew his mind as he gathered up his keys and exited the room, he knew he needed some fresh air.
Maverick was, well simple and he did not think that he would change but he wanted to go in and check on Carter and plus he felt like if he was starting to feel off center then he just needed to go somewhere, where he knew that he could be pulled out of his own head. He knew he had to make his way to Michigan in a few days but for now a slow breather was something he was hoping that would be able to pull him out of his deep dark hole of small admiration for reality shows. It was honestly so sickening at this point. Once he made his way in he spoke. "Carter you around? I have been watching this show called F Boy Island and man I started to tweet about it but damn I thought that maybe I should just hold off for a day and I.."
Where the hell was everyone? Maverick turned around and he had not missed a closed for the day sign or anything like that. He blinked a second and tried to recall if anyone had called him or anything as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Twenty two missed calls and fifty one text messages," he said. Dang that was more than the well average he thought as he scrolled through the text messages and rolled his eyes at the ones from Rhett, the dude was such a sourpuss all the dang time that it just annoyed Maverick beyond any real reason as he pulled up a chair and took a seat. His only thoughts as his eyes closed was how could there be a show named F boy island and they not invite him? It was like it was made for him but then he rested easily knowing that he had better things coming and that was warmer than any kind of comfort blanket. He honestly loved the idea of being able to be somewhere and not feel such, a feeling of cliche, though his slumber of comfort was soon interrupted by the gruff sounds of a voice. He slowly opened one eye and then another. What he was doing back here he had no idea as he spotted Sawyer. The truth was he shook his head but spoke. "What did you do with Rhett?"
"Cold Blooded" Sawyer Wade
However his time alone had put him down the rabbit hole of streaming service and his laptop screen had became a mirage of a sea of lovely app icons all brightly colored and the last few days had been spent training because he did not need his body soft and watching shows here and there. Maverick had discovered that there was so much that he had not had a chance to binge between being a Rockstar in his head, banging women numbers one, two, three, four, and five either single handedly or together in various combinations that it was a travesty that something such as this streaming masterpiece had slid under his radar. However after the first couple of episodes of season one, because apparently it was just this morning that he had discovered there were two seasons of this gloriousness he had been hooked. Honestly if he was a fish the moment of discovery of this show would have been the moment that he opened his mouth and got caught hook, line, and sinker.
"Sarah," he said as he had true tears falling down his face. "Girl you are such an idiot and why?" That reminded him that he needed to tweet about this in a little bit once he was able to get through his own emotions about that finale because it was indeed a lot to take in. "Sarah!" he cried out as he got up and began to pick up the pieces of his broken laptop. "You deserved so much better than Garrett." It was almost like Maverick truly believed that he had honestly invested something in this show when the truth was he was just trapped in the void of a deep binge. He let out a deep breath to calm his nerves as he finished picking up the pieces. "The thing that gets me the most is how are they going to name a show after me and not even invite me?" It truly blew his mind as he gathered up his keys and exited the room, he knew he needed some fresh air.
Maverick was, well simple and he did not think that he would change but he wanted to go in and check on Carter and plus he felt like if he was starting to feel off center then he just needed to go somewhere, where he knew that he could be pulled out of his own head. He knew he had to make his way to Michigan in a few days but for now a slow breather was something he was hoping that would be able to pull him out of his deep dark hole of small admiration for reality shows. It was honestly so sickening at this point. Once he made his way in he spoke. "Carter you around? I have been watching this show called F Boy Island and man I started to tweet about it but damn I thought that maybe I should just hold off for a day and I.."
Where the hell was everyone? Maverick turned around and he had not missed a closed for the day sign or anything like that. He blinked a second and tried to recall if anyone had called him or anything as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Twenty two missed calls and fifty one text messages," he said. Dang that was more than the well average he thought as he scrolled through the text messages and rolled his eyes at the ones from Rhett, the dude was such a sourpuss all the dang time that it just annoyed Maverick beyond any real reason as he pulled up a chair and took a seat. His only thoughts as his eyes closed was how could there be a show named F boy island and they not invite him? It was like it was made for him but then he rested easily knowing that he had better things coming and that was warmer than any kind of comfort blanket. He honestly loved the idea of being able to be somewhere and not feel such, a feeling of cliche, though his slumber of comfort was soon interrupted by the gruff sounds of a voice. He slowly opened one eye and then another. What he was doing back here he had no idea as he spotted Sawyer. The truth was he shook his head but spoke. "What did you do with Rhett?"
"Cold Blooded" Sawyer Wade