Dillon

“Oh great... another dork trying to be something they’re not.” #JtHM

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon

- Treats girlfriend like shit @Tess_JTHM

- Has an ego the size of the sun

- Will probably get ripped apart

💀Experienced roleplay writer
💀 Pretty much always online
💀 18+ years old

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Unfortunately, Dillon’s nose wasn’t broken.

Another unfortunate fact?

He was more unbearable than usual.

“That bitch doesn’t know how to punch. If she were any good, my nose would be broken. Pathetic...”

@Tess_JTHM

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon didn’t bother with pumpkin carving.

He was too busy fretting over his nose.

“If that bitch messed up my nose...” he muttered to himself as he stared into a mirror for the tenth time that day.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

He was indeed a nightmare.

If he even got the slightest hint that someone was making fun of him, out loud or in their head, then Dillon would freak out.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess sighed. Dillon was going to be a nightmare now that his ‘perfect face’ might have been ruined...

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Yelping for the second time that night, Dillon put a hand over his bleeding nose.

“FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK?!”

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess did find the man in a dress funny, but didn’t let her amusement show.

That proved to be a smart decision as she watched a fellow Goth girl land a strong punch on Dillon.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

After wandering around for a bit, they came across a man in a dress. Dillon couldn’t resist.

He laughed as he pointed him out to Tess.

Dillon didn’t count on the man’s female friend punching him.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess held up the hand that had touched his shoulder before swiftly dropping it.

“Yeesh... ok...”

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon was still reeling from shock. With wide eyes, he stared at Tess’ hand on his shoulder before he looked at her face.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

The scare actor was watching them, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess didn’t immediately follow Dillon, so she was unaware of what had happened. Unfortunately...

Staring at Dillon with genuine bewilderment, Tess touched his shoulder.

“Are you ok?”

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Something didn’t feel quite right about Tess’ response. Did she like to upset him?

“Whatever... let’s just get the fuck in this farm...”

As soon as he’d stormed in there, there was a dork in a mask... ready to greet him...

Stepping back with a strangled yelp, Dillon cursed.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess fought back a smirk. She knew that he hated to be seen on his own. She’d done that on purpose.

She decided to play dumb.

“What?” she replied, a false frown on her pale face.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon clenched his jaw as he watched Tess wander over to the entrance without him.

He couldn’t be seen on his own here. That’s what dorks do.

Walking fast, he made his way over to Tess.

“What the fuck?” he snapped, his eyebrows furrowed.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

With a raised eyebrow, Tess also steps out of the car. Letting out a quiet sigh, she starts to walk towards the Scary Farm entrance.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

The familiar feeling of pent up rage bubbled below Dillon’s skin. Taking a deep breath in and out, he stepped out of his car.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

After a little while, and one or two wrong turns, they arrive at the Scary Farm.

Tess’ eyes are immediately drawn to the carved pumpkins.

Yup. Definitely carving a pumpkin this year.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

“Sure...”

Dillon takes the tape from Tess. He shoves it into the tape player and presses play.

Music covers up the awkward silence as they make their way to Knott’s Scary Farm.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Rolling her eyes at Dillon’s temper tantrum, Tess got into the car on the seat next to Dillon.

“So... Nine Inch Heels?” She asked as she looked through his car music collection.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon’s ego had taken a hit. He hated it when someone managed to embarrass him.

He’s not a dork. Why was this happening to him?

Dillon sat down in the driver’s seat, slamming the car door shut with more force than necessary.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess smirked behind Dillon’s back as he stomped his way over to his car.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon clenched his hands into fists. Damn.

“Oh. Yeah... but there’s other stuff there... so... let’s go...”

Fucking Tess... pointing out his errors... bitch...

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess frowned.

“Aren’t there dorks in masks at the Scary Farm?”

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

“FINALLY!” He exclaimed as the front door finally opened. “We’re going to Knott’s Scary Farm.”

Dillon spots Tess’ television. Recognising the movie that had been paused, he suddenly smirks.

“It’ll be way better than Halloween. What’s so scary about a dork in a mask?”

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess groaned at the sound of Dillon’s voice.

“Ugh... fine...”

She grudgingly walks over to her front door.

She was just about to watch a horror movie... but maybe that can wait...

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon pounded his fist on Tess’ front door.

“TESS! OPEN UP!”

He muttered sexist comments as he waited. He hated waiting for other people.

@Tess_JTHM

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Standing near a bar, Dillon smirks at a group of teenage girls. They’re all staring at him and whispering to each other.

Dillon thinks that they find him attractive.

Why wouldn’t they? He’s in a band.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Stretching, Dillon woke up feeling pretty crap. He had a hangover.

Having the bed to himself made him feel a little better.

He had a great view of Tess’ ass from here.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Tess wakes up, her back aching.

Why was her back aching?

Because her shit head boyfriend wanted her bed all to himself.

Feeling too tired to argue, Tess had curled up into a ball on the floor and slept.

Tears well up in her eyes.

[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Dillon’s ears start burning.

Is someone talking about him?

Well yes, of course they are.

He’s in a band. He’s cool.

[Ten- @YouShouldGetOut]

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[Dillon @Dillon_JTHM]

Trying his best to put one foot in front of the other, Dillon tragically made his way down the path to Tess’ house.

“Tess? TESS? OPEN THE... OPEN!”

Dillon hammered his fists on Tess’ front door.

[Tess @Tess_JTHM]

Hearing a familiar voice, Tess wandered over to a window.

“Oh great... it’s Dillion.”

Dillon stumbled into one of the short brick fences outside her house. Angry, he punched the brick fence. Bad idea...

“Fucking asshole’s drunk... again...”