Rex's Links
We all have fronts we put up for the general public ... Aaron's is "annoying Incubus stereotype".
Ok, that's maybe a little harsh. He's plenty flamboyant, but you get used to it. It's just part of the charm I guess is the phrase.
On a more serious note, he's a lot more than that, obviously. For someone who looks like they'd be a firecracker at best, Aaron's hiding TNT under the pretty boy facade. What I mean with that is he can get ANGRY, and it's equal parts impressive and hilarious to watch, especially if the, uh, "victim" had it coming. Not that it happens too often, but when it does, hoo boy.
... he's also surprisingly witty and a lot funnier than I ever give him credit for, but you didn't hear that from me. I'd never hear the end of it.
Of course, OF COURSE someone this attractive is asexual, I want to scream ... but luckily he's more than just good looks. He's a force to be reckoned with, and I'm talking multiple ways here. Obviously he could put me through a wall, but I've heard him make some brutal verbal takedowns too, if you catch my drift. He's got a particularly sharp wit that I just adore, so long as it's not pointed at me, you know? Rex knows multiple ways to break a person, that's all I'm saying.
Once he warms up to you, he's actually got a lot of surprises up his sleeves. Like his patience? You'd swear it was non-existent, but I learned the hard way that it's just because he's very strict about who deserves his patience. He's got a limited pool of it, and honestly that might be our biggest similarity so I get that, I really do ... He's a good guy, but he's got a shell. I mean, really who doesn't these days? His is just a little thicker than most.
We used to be two peas in a pod - two really annoying peas in a pod depending on who you ask, but I digress. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, it was a massive stab in the heart to FINALLY find him again, and learn he doesn't remember me. At all. But ... what am I supposed to do, go back home with my tail between my legs and lament what is lost? Hell no. We rebuild.
He's changed, obviously. So have I. The places we hang out are radically different, so are the people around us. A lot's changed, but nothing that matters. Becoming friends again was easy - ridiculously easy, actually. It's hard to put into words, but ... maybe everything isn't as dire as it seems. Maybe ... maybe it's ok to leave the past behind at least for a little while and just have fun again.
Any time I go back to visit, I find myself either spending more time or wanting to spend more time there. It's a desert shithole, but it has Garren, and it has lots of trouble we can get up to, so it's still infinitely better than what I currently call home.
Rex just sorta showed up one day, shielding me from this jackass rival of mine and blocking what would probably have become a world of hurt for a few days. (I kinda had it coming, but you didn't hear that from me.) Always appreciated it, but didn't fully understand why until a little while later. Turns out he's someone I used to know. He's not the first one I've come across ... but to his credit, he's the only one so far who hasn't made a fuss about it.
I mean ... I can tell he's sad about it, of course he is, I get it. But that's not the main thing I see every time I look at him. He had his moment, then decided "alright fuck it if we gotta start over, let's start over" and he stuck to it. First of all, I respect that, deeply. Second ... there's not enough words to explain how much I appreciate it. I don't know what used to be ... but what we've got going now is fucking great.
He's the only one in this hellhole I can be real with. Whenever he shows up, my day just automatically gets better. If I didn't hate this place with a passion, I'd want him to stick around forever ... or maybe I do anyway.