:bear: ;; sinners magazine, no. 5

   

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     ’ꪀ𝕥𝕣ꪮᦔꪊᥴ𝕥ⅈꪮꪀ

     hello everyone ! welcome to yet another

     edition of the sinners magazine & the

      theme for this month was for the editors

      to make an edit of spencer smith and the

     artists needed to draw jon walker.

      let’s see what they made . . .

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𝗿𝗼𝘇𝗲’𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴

2nd September 2037, 5:35 am, Chicago

Spencer rolled over, yawning. It seemed he had unintentionally woken early, again. Glancing at the alarm clock on his bedside table, which read 5:35 am, he groaned and stood up as he realised it was his birthday. He had made it to 50. The number 50 felt quite surreal to him, he had never really thought about growing old. But here he was. He turned his gaze towards Linda, who was dozing peacefully. Walking up to the window, he marvelled at the view before him. It never failed to take his breath away. Magnificent, inky green trees, along with Bertha, their cow, grazing placidly. Moving to the farm on the outskirts of Chicago was probably one of the best decisions he had ever made. Turning away, Spencer smiled to himself, as he walked out of the bedroom, ever so grateful for the all the wonder in his life.

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Jon was already up and about. Ever since the 1st of September, he was oh so excited for turned 53. When he had turned 50, Jon had been quite hesitant regarding his old age, not knowing where his life would go. Time seemed like a thief, stealing his youth. Things hadn’t really changed for him, but that was okay now. He was really living his best life, here in Chicago, with Cassie and Sagan, who was now 24. Practically flying around the kitchen, Jon was rushing to prepare breakfast before Cassie woke up and then lunch, before Sagan and her boyfriend, Ryan, came by. He wasn’t the biggest fan of Ryan, but if Sagan was happy, so was he. She had grown up so quickly. Time really flew when you’re having fun.

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7:30 am

“Spencer! Where’s the milk?” Linda popped her head out from around the fridge, eyes drooping. “Milk?”, Spencer inquired, bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios in hand. Giving him one of her looks, Linda groaned. “All I ever wanted was some milk,” she snuffled playfully. “But it’s my birthday!” spencer complained. Smirking, Linda announced, “Oh! Happy Birthday sweetheart! You can get your present after you fetch some milk. “He sighed, standing up. “If it’s your biggest desire, in life, I will fulfil it,” he cried, placing his bowl down and grabbing his keys. “You have five minutes!” Linda yelled after him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn he saw Linda bolting for his Cheerios. Opening the front door of his black American car, Spencer immediately turned on the radio, practically a habit now. It was an electro - pop station. He changed to a classic – rock station, which was currently belting ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’, by Queen. A classic. He pulled out of the driveway, singing along.

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7:55 am

The aisles of Walmart were all reasonably empty, no one else in his aisle. Classical music was echoing throughout the eerily quiet store. Jon grabbed a box of Fruit Loops, throwing it into his basket, trudging along to the milk aisle. He tried his hardest, but shopping had never really been his cup of tea. Instantaneously, Jon could hear the squeaking of shoes on the shimmering floor. Someone was flapping towards him. He flinched, closing his eyes, bracing for impact, when heard the mystery person stop. Opening his eyes, Jon saw the mysterious figure reaching for a bottle of milk. It was Spencer Smith.

The Spencer Smith.

Mouth open in shock, Spencer stared back at him. Jon didn’t blame him. Spencer was the last person he expected to see at Walmart. “Um...hey Spencer!” he said, the only words to come out of his mouth. The shocked expression was quickly replaced with one of pleasant surprise. “Jon! How’s it going?” “Great! I didn’t know you were in Chicago!” “Yeah, we moved here about five years ago.” Huh. That was weird. Five years of existing around each other, completely unaware. To be honest, Jon hadn’t really had a second thought about Spencer in about, well, 20 years? He wasn’t completely sure, but Jon had left his band past behind him, not having any with Brendon or Spencer at all, and the occasionally text from Ryan. It was safe to say they had all moved on. Jon then became aware of the silence, the air between them growing awkward quickly. He had been thinking to himself for longer than he thought. “Guess I’ll see you around then,” Jon said, itching to escape the uncomfortable situation. “Yeah, guess so,” Spencer replied, with a look of, was it disappointment(?), vaguely on his face. They both happened to reach for the same bottle of milk then, bumping heads. And it wasn’t a light, subtle bump. It was hard. Jon smiled for some reason, all whilst growing faint. He didn’t get to see the expression on Spencer’s face, before the ground shifted under his feet, and the world turned black.

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9 pm, Las Vegas, Nevada

Spencer was the first to wake, groaning as he found his way upright. The velvety sky was sprinkled with stars, definite contrast to how it had looked before. It had definitely been more than five minutes. This wasn’t how his fiftieth birthday was supposed to go! Jon was lying on the ground beside him, in a deep sleep. Spencer began to panic. Was he dead? Resting his head on Jon’s chest, he tried to listen for his heartbeat. It was there, alright, beating fast as ever. “Hey! What are you doing?” Jon asked, rather confused about the situation before him. Waking up on the side of the road, at night time, with Spencer Smith lying on his chest, would be rather bemusing. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to! I just thought-” That was were Jon cut him off. “Yeah, but where are we?” It wasn’t that he didn’t want to know why Spencer was laying on him, it just wasn’t his biggest concern. Spencer pointed to a sign reading ‘Las Vegas Hotel and Restaurant’. “How-” Jon began, but it was Spencers turn to cut him off. “Isn’t that the car you had, in like, 2007? We went to that restaurant for my birthday...”, his voice drifting off. With an unspoken agreement, they started walking towards the building, which was radiating warmth. Spencer grinned, looking at Jon, who didn’t return the smile.

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Spencer beamed at Jon, but he didn’t return the smile. Didn’t he find this weird? Somehow, he had been teleported from a Chicago Walmart to Las Vegas? Was he dreaming? Or was this some kind of sick joke? Jon wasn’t amused. Spencer seemed to be transfixed to it. Either he was a very good actor, or it was real. Didn’t seem like it. ing him at a window, what he saw took his breath away. It was him. With Spencer, Ryan and Jon. Huddled around a table. With a birthday cake. Was Spencer seeing this too? If he did, he wasn’t shocked by it. It was like Spencer teleported back in time as a daily occurrence. Confusing, yes. But nostalgic. Peering through the window again, he saw that the past them were ed by an unknown female figure. Ryan’s then girlfriend. She was carrying a cake, placing it in front of Spencer. He could almost hear the words they were singing.

Ha-ppy Birth-day to you!

Ha-ppy Birth-day to you!

Ha-ppy Birth-day deaar Spenceeer!

Ha-ppy Birth-day to you!

Followed by laughter.

The current Spencer was laughing faintly with them, captivated to the scene unfolding in front of them. The last thing he saw before everything fainted, and he fell.

—  ꒰  :fallen_leaf:   ꒱  —

     ‘ꪮꪀᥴꪶꪊડⅈꪮꪀ

      I decided to fit everything into one post

       because some people had to miss out

       on this edition of the mag but hopefully

       next month we’ll have to make two for

       everything to fit. I hope everyone has a

       nice day and buhbye I love you all !!!