Alan Blake

Alan Blake, 22 years old, Entertainer

[alan-blake]

“Depends on who you’re getting the offer from, actually.” Truthfully, it’s not like she’d be completely opposed to some type of sexual endeavor with someone at the club but it had to be the right person. “Are you the big man in charge of the entertainment? ‘Cause I’m not afraid to complain.” She let out a small giggle, reaching over to grab her server tray before rolling her eyes. “Exhausted from laughter isn’t exactly the way I’d put it…”

“Now we’re speaking the same language, cousin!” He pointed the girl as he laughed. “I’m the big man in charge of introducing the entertainers – you are giving me way too much credit here! I can however take the comments.” His head tilted to the side. The young man would always thrive for improvement. “And don’t you worry about it, everyone here knows that you have no issue voicing your opinion.” A large grin took over his face as he winked at the waitress, teasingly. There were obviously nothing wrong with that fact. “Please do not break my hopes and dreams, CC.” A loud sigh escaped his lungs. Alan then moved closer to the bar; resting both his arms on it as he took a brief look around  – the night was only starting and already the crowd looked pleased. This was going to be a fun one. 

[alan-blake]

Moodboard 01/?? : Random thoughts

[alan-blake]

Camila laughed quietly at his compliment, shaking her head but truthfully feeling grateful for the boy’s company, as it was making her much less stressed then when she’d first walked in. “You think much too highly of me.” She told him with a grin, expecting them to take a seat at the bar but was surprised when he lifted her off the ground. “Oh my god, Alan! What are you doing?” She questioned with a high pitched squeal, her laughter echoing around the empty club.

“I see you just as you are, Camila – it’s the women around here who seem to have an issue with the mirror! I don’t know what it is with this place – I’m guessing it has something to do with the lighting – but you all believe you are average. Which has to be one of the biggest outrage ever.” His laugh grew bigger as the blonde joined him. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’m kid-nap-ing you!” Quickly, the young entertainer kicked the back door open with his foot. 

[alan-blake]

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Sierra took a seat next to Alan, rubbing her temples. “Willing to do anything, I know- like probably suck your dick if they’re that desperate. Just promise me you’re not gonna do something stupid with any of the weirdos up there.” The sound of a nice tip did put a little bit of a silver lining to her otherwise rainy night. “Are there any decent bands that you heard of? — Alan, please, you know your jokes crack me up but I’m exhausted…”

“Well… if they offer, wouldn’t it be impolite to refuse?” A large grin took over his face as he tried his best not to burst out laughing. Sierra’s cynicism would always get the best of him. “A couple of them actually have a shot out there – I’m sure we’ll have a great show tonight. If not then you can bring your complains to me – sounds like a deal to you?” He let out a small chuckle. “In such case I believe it is safe to say you’ll have a wonderful night; you’ll fall right asleep when touching your pillow; exhausted from the laughter!”

[alan-blake]

“ mhm, ” she hummed with a shrug of the shoulders. “ i do like to look good i just don’t always like the attention that comes with it you know ?? sometimes i just want to be low key me who goes out and can take a walk without someone trying to hit on me or whatever it is that people expect when they whistle and shit. ”

Alan let out a loud, over the top, sigh at the girl’s words. “A pain I will thankfully never know!” His cousin had previously expressed the same kind of concerned and he wondered – where people really that desperate? Whistling at stranger such seemed like a crazy behavior to him. The least you could do was to talk to the lady, before anything else. “It’s unfortunate but you have to remember not everyone comes with the same background – I heard in same country it was the biggest insult not to mention a woman’s beauty? Something about failing your man duty… I didn’t quite get the concept, but I suppose it makes sense to them.” He surged at him poor explanation. What could he possibly say to cheer up the girl?

[lcrelai-blog]

“Truthfully, I wish I cared more about Battle of the Bands night but all I know is that groupie galore are gonna be following whatever mediocre bands and asking for drinks incessantly. I don’t get paid enough to handle these harlots. Can you tell I’m super excited?”

[alan-blake]

“Come on cous, you’re still focusing on the worse! Think about the vibe around here. We’ll be having young people with their hopes up the roof, willing to do anything just to please! We will also be granted with an audience with a thirst for something new and entertaining – and alcohol. If you can’t enjoy that well at least focus on the enormous tip you’ll be getting at the end of the night!” He laughed; his head tilting back. “I know I’m looking forward to that night – I had the chance to talk to a few of the bands who came in to do the sound check and they were quite hilarious – some without knowing it, but I think that’s part of what makes this so much fun.” Alan grinned as he looked at his relative; how he would love for her to have a good night. “Just listen to my bad jokes during the evening – surely, this should bring a smile upon your lips, alright?” The young entertainer had spent hours getting to know tonight’s act in order to introduce them all nicely – or perhaps not so nicely. After all, everybody enjoyed a good joke once in a while, right?

[alan-blake]

“ yeah of course they have wigs i just don’t like them. why ?? don’t you like my hair brown ?? ” pouting up at him she took his hand kissing the top of it light. “ i’m sorry i hit you but i had to. also let me translate for you. ” brushing a hand through his hair as he pulled her closer, “ it’s a very long cape and a very short dress. in all honesty i make everything look good. it’s a gift and a curse. ”

“Hey! I was only trying to grant you your wish here – I had said nothing against that head of yours!” A loud laugh filled up the air as he raised an eyebrow at the tiny woman. “Look at you being all caring – I’m not hating it” Alan nodded in agreement as they pursue their course. “Now that’s a language I do understand. No need to say you’ll look like a living doll! Now why would this be a curse? I thought every women wanted to look good!”

[alan-blake]

Phillip mouth slowly opened in disbelief when his best-friend talked for a second time over the Maybe, Maybe not, Maybe Fuck Yourself quote. ‘’You did that on purpose—‘’ He simply added with a grin before snatching the remote control from his hand and hitting Alan’s chest with it. It was well-deserved. ‘’We have to make sure to order enough food next time we see each other… My stomach is screaming for more while you just – Wow. Didn’t you mother tell you it was important to share the last bite?’’

Alan tried his best to look as innocent as possible. With his mouth full and his eyes wide opened who could really hold him accountable for anything? “Prove it!” Where the only words that came out of his mouth. “Ma’ always told me that nothing good came out of an empty stomach – and as we all know I a) always listen to my mother and b) happen to be a pretty selfish person.” Alan nodded in agreement as the corner of his lips find their way down. “I brought some desert if you want –“ He pointed vaguely toward the backpack he had left at the entrance. “I stopped by the bakery this morning and Leona was kind enough to offer me something for the ride.” A large grin was now eating half of his face; food and women would always be two of his biggest weakness.

[alan-blake]

Although her body was screaming with exhaustion, making her frustration heightened with each step she took, the blonde found herself immediately relaxing as the boy wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Easy would be ideal, thank you.” She told him while laughing softly, resting her hands over his arms around her while leaning back against Alan. “You’d create a bed for me? You’re the best person ever.” Camila told him, turning her head to press a kiss to his cheek.

Alan tightened his grip around the small blonde as he felt her body soothing over his; acting as a sort of human pillow. “All I need to know is how you happen to appear prettier days after days – then my life will be completed.” A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. When he heard her speak, a light chuckle ran pass his lips. “Only to those deserving it.” The young entertainer brushed his fingers against his friends arm as he finally let her go. A split second later, both his arms we wrapped around Camila’s tights as he lift her up in the air. “Come on now, we have a few minutes left before we both need to be productive!” He laughed out loud, making his way back stage.

[alan-blake]

‘’I can’t believe I missed the only scene where Robert Wahlberg talks!’’ Phillip raised his arms up to the sky as he turned towards his blonde friend. ‘’ You’re the absolute worse. I need a moment.’’ He couldn’t help the small smile tugging at his lips as he tried to look upset. ‘’Next time why don’t you pick a movie I hate; so I won’t be bothered with your constant babbling.’’ He chuckled to himself as he shook his head. ‘’Do we have any Chinese food left?’’ He pointed vaguely towards the boxes on the coffee table; too lazy and full to extend his arm and see for himself.

“Are you kidding me – that’s why the rewind button was invented!” He cried out loud, his laugh only growing louder has his friend added to the non-sense. “I might be, but at least I know how to use a remote!” With that being said, he snatched the remote off the coffee table placed in front of them and stared at his friend as he skipped one scene behind. “Happy now? Can you stop being a drama queen? Can we go on watch the movie?” Alan was well-aware that he was talking over the scene; for a second time. “Mm... I believe we were ghoul tonight, you’re out of luck.” With one hand, he grabbed the last egg-roll and shoved it in his mouth. 

[alan-blake]

“ oh i don’t know, i don’t want to go through the trouble of dying my hair and the yucky red hair spray stuff smells awful and it stains everything. ” slapping his hand as it reached into her things. “ will you stop touching my stuff, it’s the bubbles version of little red. princess diana cape and a tiny red dress with a hoop skirt but you’ll see it when i put it on. to answer your question, you should be him pre bed for a little bit and then post bed later in the night. ”

“Don’t they have special wigs for the special day?” His laugh was quickly disrupted as the little lady smacked his hand away. “Hey hey – what’s up with the violence here?” With one hand, he grabbed her waist and brought her closer. “I would like to remind you that my knowledge of fashion ends with knowing my primary colors and how they do or do not match – this was all jibber jabber to me, doll! Bubbles, Diana, hoop? Might has well tell me it has a lot of sash!” He laughed again. “Either way, it’s not a matter of how good it looks, but how you make it look good.”

[alan-blake]

“ i’m going to be little red riding hood !! i even brought a basket, but i really wish my hair was still red you know ?? then i’d be perfect. ” she had a bad habit of rambling but she couldn’t always stop herself. “ oh what are you going to be for halloween ?? i think you should be something cute and fluffy, or something rugged. you could be johnny depp in nightmare on elm street !! ”

“And what’s stopping you from changing color for a night or so?” He questioned, his hand already deep inside the bag. “Before or after the bed incident?” A large grin took over his face as he tried to picture both option; one clearly funnier than the second one. Finally, he pulled the outfit out of the bag and whistled at the sight of it. “Is this the Amanda Seyfried version of Little Red?” 

[clarissaarcheron]

Walking into Vanity late that afternoon Camila pushed her sunglasses to rest over her blonde locks, the familiar scent of alcohol and smoke overtaking her senses as she dropped a folder down on the bar in the closed club . “Don’t start talking just yet, give me a minute to adapt and hope that my head stops pounding before you ask any questions.” She murmured to the figure making their way over to her, massaging a hand over her forehead, “I need to sleep for a week.”

[alan-blake]

Alan smirked at the sight of the blonde; unused to the somewhat cold welcome. Without adding a word, he wrapped both his arms around her from behind – resting his head on her shoulder. “Alright, no words.” A small grinned curved the side of his lips as. “It will be an easy one, I promise.” Then he rested one kiss on the side of her head. He didn’t like the sight of his friend being in such state. With his voice now softer than ever, he pursued. “I can create the perfect bed in the back store if you want, no one would know.”

[ftbubbles]

“ it’s finally october !! ” she chirped happily holding out the bag that had her little red riding hood costume inside. “ i don’t think you know how long i’ve waited for this very moment. now i can start wearing costumes and nobody can say anything about it because halloween is a thing. ”

[alan-blake]

Alan was a bit taken aback by the statement; his mind slowly wrapping around the idea. After all – who could really complain about pretty girls in skanky outfits? And who said it needed to last only a day? “Well, wait no more cuz it is here – now tell me what’s in that bag, pumpkin.” With one hand, he grab it off her hand; partially being the gentleman he was raised to be.

[wickedgcmes]

‘’Would you shut up? This is my favorite scene from the movie!’’ Sitting indian style on the couch he tried to concentrate his attention on nothing else but the TV screen. God knows it was a hell of a challenge for the young bouncer with them by his side. 

[alan-blake]

“How do you expect me to stay quiet? How can you stay quiet during your favorite scene? That makes absolutely no sense!” Alan laughed out loud; his hands gripping his legs as his body leaned back. After all these years, the difference in their behavior still astonished him.

[alan-blake]

“I always thought it was the quiet ones who end up being murderous.” She shrugged and arched an eyebrow at the little nickname. “I’m just peachy, mi amor. What are you doing here tonight? I thought you were off.”

“One doesn’t exclude the other, you know?” He grinned. “Now that’s something I like to hear!” A loud laugh escaped his lungs; filling up the room. “A night off? And how did you expect me to spend a night without seeing my best girl?”  

[alan-blake]

“Exactly. I’ve always travelled around. I can’t stay in one place for too long. It drives me crazy.” It was nice that Alan clicked with him so easily. They seemed to get along very well. He loved it. “Ooh. Very true. What sort of music do you like? I’m honestly into anything. I don’t think you could name something, except for country, that I don’t like.” He rolled his eyes. “I’m not getting too old. Don’t say that. You’re going to give me a complex.” He laughed a bit, shoving him playfully. “I don’t need a nap. I’ll be fine.”

“Excuse me for this generic, unoriginal, boring question, but I have to ask! Where have you been?” He smirked. His curiosity was getting the best of him. Chances were that Orion had told this story a hundred times before, yet he wanted to hear it himself. “Kind of the same deal, really. I guess a lot of things have to be factored in, you know? The hour of day, the place, the people – honestly the list is endless.” He laughed a bit. “It has to suit the mood.” He concluded. “Alright alright, I apologize! This was definitely not the result I had wished for. You’re young and full of life and cute as a button; there goes your complex!” Alan laughed as he felt himself slightly tilting; he exaggerated the move, just a bit, before falling back on his feet. “You’re sure? Cuz I have a hoodie in my back pack that I could land you – I discovered awhile back that it was the perfect pillow!”