rainstorm

goal-setting and achieving those goals — that's just what i do. alexander 'alec' vasile. thirty. scorpio. lawyer. father.

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( wesley. )

“Alec! Right, sorry,” Wes said, feeling dumb for not getting it right. “Oh, it was awesome. Had a raging party, all that jazz.” The party hadn’t been as raging as he’d hoped, but it was not bad nonetheless. “How’s your kid been? Eating any more crayons?” he asked, remembering the abrupt end to their last conversation.

“It’s fine, you only got one consonant wrong. That’s a lot better that some people tend to do.” Alec said, hoping his coment would make Wesley feel at ease. “Sounds fun, I’m glad you enjoyed it, dude.” He reached out and gave the other a light pat on the shoulder. “He’s alright. He’s not eating them anymore but he’s very keen on arts and crafts. Our walls aren’t that happy if I’m honest. Neither am I but you have to let kids do their own thing for a while, I guess.”

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( wesley. )

“Thanks! Yeah, that’s me. You’re… Alex?” Wes was horrible with names, but he was sure it was something like Alex. “I don’t like getting older either, but I also don’t want to pretend I’m not.”

“Alec, yeah. It’s nice to see you again, man... I believe we’re doomed either way. Now, onto better things — how was the big birthday, eh?”

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( benjamin. )

Ben nodded. “Yes, she’s bringing her good chocolate. Special occasion and all.” He chuckled. “I have some generic camping gear,” he said, with a wave of his hand, gesticulating vaguely. “Tents and stuff, so I can…” his voice trailed off as what Alec said hit him. “Wait, New York? You’re from New York?” he asked, curiously. “You’ve been living without a microwave? How do you survive?” he joked. 

Alec laughed lightly at the way Ben stopped in his tracks after he mentioned New York. “Yeah, I was born and raised there. My first kiss was on Central Park, how silly sounds that?” He blurted out. “It’s not that hard... Vinny and I follow a specific diet his mom was fond of. Vegan, ayurvedic, that kind of thing. I’m trying to distance myself from that now, perhaps as a dumb act of rebellion. I need my microwave for that but dunno, we’ll see how that goes.”

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( charlie. )

“Kingston took it upon himself to create his own little masterpiece when I walked away from the canvas— I mean, I love the little guy but tiny Dalmatian feet all over the project I’ve spent days working on… it kinda blows.” She groaned loudly and let her head fall gently onto the table in front of her, “So much work down the tubes, man, I’m so bummed.”

Alec perked up his eyebrows at the other’s comment, suddenly interested in the situation. “What were you working on? My kid’s in love with dogs at the moment and we’re not allowed to have pets. And, yeah I know it sounds extremely strange but he’s enjoying paint quite a lot himself...” He trailed off, aware that he wasn’t making any sense. “The point is — perhaps he likes your project, dogs paws and all. If he does, I’ll buy it. That way you’re still getting something out of this.”

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( remus. )

“So, I’ve been researching this place Scarborough Bluffs I think it is, and I’m amazed by how perfect it would be for a scene. Do you think I’d have to get permission to film up there?” He chewed his lip in thought. “I’d need help for it… Someone to be my actor.” Remus was trying to hint at the other to help him with that.

“That place is awesome, man. I have no idea what you’re working on but it’s hard to go wrong with such a view...” Alec agreed. “I can look into it and get you the permission you need in case there’s some paperwork to do. I wasn’t cut to be an actor, though. That’s something I’m not sure I can help you with.”

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( alice. )

“I can tell you now, there’s nothing more embarrassing than sitting down at Plus with an empty seat across from you, having a very cute stranger come over to you and ask you if the seat is taken– to which I said yes, of course, because I love talking to new people –only to have them take it away and sit with their friend. I’ll admit it was silly of me to think they were going to sit down, but was it wrong to get my hopes up a little? I’m quite sure I frowned rather hard at them when they moved away, too.” Alice exhaled sharply, looking fairly disheartened.

“This morning wasn’t the most wonderful morning, at the very least. Boo.”

“That’s horrible.” Alec frowned at the idea of this poor girl having such an awful morning due to something so stupid as having a chair taken from her table. “I don’t know who that stranger was or if you find me cute but I can stay for a while if you want. We can do it right here right now or over lunch in an hour or so? Perhaps both?”

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( wesley. )

“To be completely honest, being twenty-six feels way better than twenty-five. I never understand why most people say they don’t feel any different after their birthday. I feel amazing.”

“People don’t like to realise they’re getting old, I think that’s it. Happy belated birthday, by the way... Wesley was it, right?”

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( jensen. )

Jensen, and you?

“Nice to meet you, Jensen. I’m Alec... And not Lightwood, whatever that means. A girl said that to me the other day and I didn’t really get the joke.”

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( reiana. )

“You keep speaking and I keep trying to follow but your hair is really pretty and I’m tripping balls so you’re gonna either have to stop talking or really really slow. ”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I wasn’t talking to you, I was going over a contract out loud. Guess you’re too high to tell the difference...” He knew his fatherly instinct had kicked in when he found himself wondering about the other’s life, whether or not her parents were aware of her state. “Are you okay? Do you want some water? Maybe something to eat?”

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( benjamin. )

Ben chuckled. “Well, that’s what I’m here for. I’m really good at wearing out kids,” he assured mock-seriously. “I’m practically a professional.” He grinned, only half-kidding; he loved kids and Vinny may or may have no been one of his favorites. “Either way, though, it’ll be fun. What should me and Arleigha bring?” He thought back to the last time he’d been camping, wondering where he’d stored all his gear. 

“Nice, I’m pretty sure Arl said she’d take care of the chocolates. I’ll bring sandwiches and snacks that Vinny can actually eat. I might have to go and get a tent since my whole camping stuff’s in New York... I’ll have to do something about that, my microwave’s still there too.” Alec realised he had been rambling for a bit and instantly shut his mouth, making a thin line with his lips. It was clear Ben didn’t care about his story with Charlotte nor he wanted to know what items he had left behind when he fled the country. “Uh, I guess that’d be all.”

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( jensen. )

I’m sorry to hear that, I hope that everything goes well with that.

“It won’t but thanks for the kind words. Is now the proper time to ask for your name? I wouldn’t want to call you stranger.”

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( vermillion. )

Milly laughed, though it was in no way mean or obnoxious. He was nice. He was funny and he made her laugh, even though she guessed he was embarrassed for some reason. “Alec it is then.” Milly offered him a heavily ringed hand “It’s nice to meet you Alec.” She nodded then”Interesting name.” Milly said, reaching for her coffee and latching onto the straw. She gulped down a drink and set the cup aside. “Russian or something?” she asked with an arch of her eyebrow.

Alec took a moment to study Milly’s rings before shaking her hand, a smile lightening up his features. She had an edge to her that none of the women of his life had had before and it was slowly reeling him in. He found himself interested in her, wanting to know more only after a few minutes of conversation. “Romanian, actually... Born and raised in the States, though. What about you?”

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( madisyn. )

“i don’t think so. i think her exact words were, are you a natural redhead? is it true what they say about gingers - that they’re soulless? ‘cause you should give me your number so i can take you out to dinner sometime.” she shrugged a shoulder. “maybe, though,” she allowed. “she was high as a kite at the time, so i’ll try not to hold her word vomit against her.” nodding, she confessed, “i’m not a big fan of needles either, actually. i can take other people’s blood, but i don’t like people taking mine.” 

“I guess that crashes my theory, which sucks because it was a rather good one if I say so myself...” Alec hummed. “Are you even allowed to take someone’s blood while they’re high? Can I ask why were you taking it in the first place? Is that too much information? Why do I feel entitled to know all about a stranger’s life? Look what you’ve done to me, I’m going insane!”

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( benjamin. )

ben had not been expecting the hit and he grunted a little, jokingly, pressing a hand to the spot on his stomach. he didn’t know much about the situation with vinny’s mother and alec’s once in-laws. he wasn’t sure what to say; ben didn’t want to overstep his bounds. not to mention, he was his son’s teacher. “i’m sorry,” he said, “that’s got to be rough.” he cleared his throat, and nodded. “oh yeah, definitely. i’m available this weekend,” he said, not even having to think it over. “i’ll check with arleigha, though, and see what her schedule looks like and get back to you.” 

Alec nodded, flashing Ben a light smile, glad the other understood but didn’t force him into telling him what was all the drama about. “That’s great, man. I can’t wait to go a full weekend without my phone, not giving a damn about work and just...relaxing with you two.” He chuckled at his own words. “I’m sorry, I tend to forget I can’t relax now that I have a kid. It somehow slips my mind time and time again. Hopefully if we get him tired enough... We’ll see how that goes.”

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( benjamin. )

it wasn’t the first time someone had said something along those lines to ben. you’re not invincible, you know? of course not, he thought, but he didn’t like to listen. he ignored his mother’s exasperated sighs and arleigha’s knowing looks and pretended he didn’t know what they were talking about. with alec, he played it off with a, “who says?” jokingly puffing out his chest momentarily. ben frowned at alec’s next words. “oh? yikes, that’s uh… stressful. are you guys not…” he gesticulated vaguely, unable to find the right words before settling on, “on the best of terms?” the side of ben’s mouth turned up in a smile. “i’ve missed him,” he replied honestly. “we definitely should. i’ve been wanting to go camping actually.” 

Alec laughed through his nose, reaching out and hitting Ben’s stomach lightly. Realising it was probably too forward, he cleared his throat and decided to drop the topic completely. “Everything’s complicated with them.” He shrugged, not knowing whether he could talk to Ben about his story with Charlotte and her family. They were more than acquaintances but he saw the other male as Vinny’s teacher more than a proper friend, even though he didn’t know why. “Let’s just say we could use a break from that side of the family, that’s all... I don’t know your schedule but I’m available this weekend if you happen to be interested?”

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( vermillion. )

“Oh no, i don’t want to-” Milly wasn’t able to finish before he sat, but she found herself smiling. It was rare in any city for someone to have a conversation with you over coffee. It was an even rarer occasion if that person was a stranger. Milly was almost touched by it. “Long enough.” Milly said with a shrug. “I started in a Comic company, though i didn’t get to stay long before it went bust.” Milly then smiled and gestured to the book. “Tattooing is new. 6 months maybe?. I’ve been piercing my whole life though. It’s my favourite thing to do.” Milly gasped gently “Oh sorry, i should’a introduced myself.” She leaned across the table with a smile “Vermillion Morgan. Friends call me Milly. It’s nie to meet you.”

Alec listened intently as she talked, unable to take his eyes off her. It was always a nice experience to chat with people that were different from him, who had seen and gone through things that couldn’t be measured the same way. “That sounds very interesting,” he said truly. “Nice to meet you too, Milly. I’m Alexander Vasile but you can call me tonight... I’m sorry, that was stupid. Alec, you can call me Alec.” He ran his fingers through his hair as a poor attempt to decrease his nervousness.

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( nashiro. )

*.:｡ ♡ * shiro was just about to reach for her textbook on the history of capitalism when someone tripped right over it. like always, shiro hadn’t been paying attention so she wasn’t able to give him any kind of warning, instead she had to watch as the man fell and spilt coffee all over himself. shiro quickly jumped to her feet and grabbed the hoodie she kept in her bag at all times and pressed it onto the stain forming on his jeans while apologizing profusely. ❝ i am so, so sorry. ❞ she kept repeating as she dapped at the stain with her hoodie.

Things happened quickly enough for Alec not to anticipate what would happen next, but with the girl all over his lap trying to drain the stain on his jeans, he had to clear his throat and shift a couple of inches away from her. “It’s... it’s fine, don’t worry,” he sighed, standing up and offering a helping hand for her to do the same. “I had to take a shower and wash these jeans anyways,” he said in a light, slightly friendlier tone. “Have you seen a blonde child around this height? I'm assuming he ran away and hid somewhere... He loves hide and seek too much, I can’t even go to get our drinks without him disappearing from my sight.”