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@allabout-thosebikes
She had that shade in her smile prancing somewhere every time her cheek dimpled, The look of someone used to rejection, but not quite used to it, Because you can never get used to being told you are not enough
Prerana Kumar , Let the Colours Out (via wnq-writers)
“well, lucky you. i don’t have a bike, nor do i ride so i guess i lucked out.”
“Do you have a car?”
“y’mean to tell me you ain’t ever had to deal with a spitter? what about a boomer? hell, y’at least dealt with one of them jockey’s before, right?”
“I’m sorry a what?”
“ seriously? ” he sighed to himself, eyes wondering over the spilt drink over his chest before tossing the half empty cup of coffee in the trash near him. theo wasn’t in the mood for this ( was anyone ever ? ) or anything at this point. he was back and unaware of what to do with himself or his life.
“I am so so so sorry.” Alyssa’s eyes widened as she bumped into him and seeing the coffee go everywhere. “Let me get you another.”
“alright, first day off i’ve had in a long time and i have no fucking clue what i want to do…although i do feel like sleeping until forever.”
“I go for a ride on my bike when I have some free time and the weather is this nice.”
“you are one of the good ones then; the amount of people that come in here practically begging for someone to listen to them could drive you mad.”
“Seriously? Wow. How do you cope? It would drive me crazy.”
“oh new york, how i’ve missed thee.” carter sighed, looking up at the skyscrapers that surrounded him. “but then again, after being stuck on a farm it’s not hard to miss anywhere that doesn’t smell like manure.”
“Ouch, unlucky. Is it true when they say that the fresh county air is suppose to be good for you?”
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“Why would I when I have you to do that for me?” Cara smirked, kicking her legs off the couch and stepped over, turning on the kettle.
“I’m your friend not your maid. You want tea, make it yourself and while you’re at it I’ll have one too.” She teased laughing. “You’ve been around here enough times to know exactly where everything is and you’ve made yourself at home with everything else so you can’t claim the guest card anymore.”
“Where is the cup of tea you offered an hour ago? Chivalry isn’t dead, you know?” Cara smirked, resting her feet over the edge of the couch as she looked up at them with amused eyes.
“Or how about you make your own damn tea.” Lyssa smirked pushing her friend’s feet off the edge as she dropped down next to her. “You know where the kettle is.”
“You know, most people usually knock before walking right in.” Alyssa stood up straight as she stared at the intruder. “Well, are you coming in or are you just going to stand there?”
ofsarcasticwit
Her question startled him a little– perhaps he expected a warmer welcome even if he wasn’t deserving of one. He had become far too accustomed to people seeing the best in him; it made things harder when there was a select w who saw his faults. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he slid down onto the chair and huffed. This wasn’t going to be an easy discussion. “Just roaming– I got a little lost actually, just happens to be I’m in the right place at the right time.”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it, besides I didn’t realise that you could get lost for months without any contact.” Alyssa internally rolled her eyes annoyed at him, of course he would come out with that type of answer just to avoid giving her any real answers. “You left.”
whatxwexdid
“It’s just alcohol, O” the nickname for his sister slipping out easily. “Sorry” he shook his head, realizing what the’d called the other. “So how did you get this anyways?” he asked, starting to put a bandage on it.
“O? Is she someone special to you?” Alyssa hissed slightly at the pain as she asked quietly, not wanting to upset him, it was clear to her that she obviously happened to have the same face of the girl like she’d heard happen. “I was riding my bike but this idiot came out of no where causing me to swerve to avoid him and I came off.”
ofwoeromeo
Romeo tried his hardest to contain the smile that tugged at his lips but he failed miserably, allowing it to grow and reach his eyes. “No no, please, don’t apologise. Many have mentioned this…play to me but none have seemed enthusiastic about it. Most said it’s rather tragic?”
“Oh. So you... know then?” Alyssa bit her lip surprised while feeling slightly guilty. “Tragic? No, not at all. Misunderstood more then anything, at least in my opinion. It’s romantic, you both fought so hard to overcome everything that was standing in the way of your love. I mean of course there are the sad bits but it’s beautiful.”
“This food is officially the strangest I’ve ever seen.”
“You’ll get used to it quickly. You’ll also find that the taste of it has improved greatly, or at least so I’ve been told.”
“believe it or not, some bartenders are not therapists; it’s a crazy thing, i know, but people just automatically think that’s what we’re here for. i mean, i’ll listen to your troubles but if you’re looking for advice, it’s not cheap.”
“I never actually thought that was true, the whole bartenders being seen as therapists that is.”
“ holy mother of shitsticks, there are a lot of people here !! one from like every show, this is so cool. what’s up, guys? ”
{ remember. be polite. first impressions are important. }
HA HA HA HA HA HA sure dude.
“Are you fricking serious right now? This is unreal! You’re-- You’re Wade Wilson. Deadpool!”
