[c-muses] 9 - paramore [decode]

How can I decide what's right?
When you're clouding up my mind
Can't win your losing fight all the time
Not gonna ever own what's mine

The house was still a shambles. A week in his new home, and there were still boxes to unpack, furniture to rearrange and incidentals to put away. With the exception of a few pieces, he’d left most of his furniture back in LA, sold along with the loft. Naturally, Sassy had sent along a good part of it, except for a few items that were, in her words, “too tacky to live.” And the futon in his guest room, which she co-opted for herself.

The black corduroy couch now sat in his living room, along with a single floor lamp and an overturned box serving as his coffee table. Stretched out on the couch with May in his arms, sucking contentedly on her bottle, Tommy surveyed the desolate scene with a grim eye.

( She should have been there. )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 640

old meme stolen from Zee's journal

( Have a meme... )

In other news, I'm officially settled into the new house. Don't ask how, but the furniture's in, stuff's set up...it's all done. I might wanna repaint the kitchen, tho, ain't decided yet. Plus I gotta talk to my landlord since I'm renting.

May's doing great, she's getting so huge I can hardly stand it. She's holding her head up more, and she's getting to where I know her smiles are real. She holds onto me sometimes, and I swear she snuggles up to me when we lay on the couch...

She looks exactly like Zee.

Anyway, I have a job interview this afternoon with someone from the MGM Mirage. Chan got it for me, I'm sure of it, 'cause the call was very vague. I honestly don't know if they want me as an act or as an artist...but work's work, and I'll take what I can get.

Wish me luck, everyone.