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[lyraslau]

[   OPEN  STARTER   ]    ›    @amoreluxstart​

LOCATION:  amorelux​  on-site  cafe

          SHE  GETS  UP  FROM  HER  SEAT  as  soon  as  the  barista  calls  out  her  name  .  lyra  initially  pays  no  mind  to  the  another  name  being  called  out  soon  after  .  she  grabs  the  drink  ,  immediately  noticing  what’s  written  on  her  cup  .  definitely  not  her  order  .  eyes  shift  to  [  your  muse  ]  and  starts  walking  over  to  them  .  “  pardon  me  ,  ”  she  starts  ,  smiling  politely  .  “  the  barista  seems  to  have  swapped  our  orders  .  ”  turns  the  cup  so  the  scribbled  ink  is  facing  them  .  “  i  promise  you  i  did  not  take  a  sip  out  of  it  .  ”

[julicns]

               (   @amoreluxstart​​   )       valerie   had   a   babysitter   for   the   night,   so   julian   figured   it   wouldn’t   hurt   to   stop   by   the   mixer   for   a   couple   hours,   meet   the   other   residents   of   the   building   and   peharps   make   some   friends.       though   he   certainly   could   try   a   little   harder;   he   simply   watches   the   people   around   him   mingle,   holding   a   glass   of   bourbon.       and,   as   if   the   universe—or   just   his   luck—was   trying   to   tell   him   something,   a   slight   bump   into   someone   and   he   spilled   his   drink   all   over   himself.       “   fuck,   ”       he   mumbles,   the   clammy   feel   of   cotton   against   skin   making   him   cringe.       “   i   didn’t   get   any   on   you,   did   i   ?   ”

[beaumcnts]

[   OPEN  //  RESIDENT  MIXER   ]    ›    @amoreluxstart​

          “  I  THINK  THE  GREAT  THING  ABOUT  this  open  bar  concept  is  that  you  can  make  your  drinks  as  strong  as  you  like  ,  ”  cece  comments  to  the  person  next  to  her  .  she  swirls  the  liquid  in  her  glass  ,  eyes  now  scanning  the  selection  of  food  provided  .  “  anyways  ,  have  you  tried  the  mooncakes  ?  not  gonna  lie  ,  they  pair  really  well  with  a  whisky  or  scotch  .  ”

[theodvras]

[   OPEN  //  RESIDENT  MIXER   ]    ›    @amoreluxstart​

          “  IS  IT  ME  OR  DOES  IT  look  like  aspen  and  veronica  are  totally  judging  everyone’s  outfits  ?  ”  for  all  she  knows  ,  they  could  be  !  the  meaning  of  smart  casual  can  mean  very  different  things  for  people  .

[necrcmvncy]

﹙    OPEN  STARTER    ﹚   ☼    ECHO  &  YOUR  MUSE

 @amoreluxstart​

 ❝  i  wonder  how  long  it  took  to  plan  this  all  out.  everything  looks  so  nice.  ❞  echo  didn’t  mean  for  his  work  side  to  make  an  appearance  during  what  was  supposed  to  be  a  fun  night  of  cocktails  and  mingling  with  strangers  that  he  could  now  identify  as  neighbors.  the  attention  to  detail  was  great  and  as  someone  who  meticulously  planned  weddings  for  a  living,  he  could  appreciate  a  well-thought  out  event.  and  if  echo  had  a  variety  of  mooncakes  stacked  on  his  place  then  what  about  it  ??  ❝  minus  the  mooncakes  it  reminds  me  a  bit  of  some  of  the  spritzers  my  frat  held  in  college.  that  and  i  don’t  think  we’ll  be  seeing  anyone  passed  out  in  any  of  the  flower  bushes  or  popping  a  keg  stand.  ❞

[gardnwalls]

         fingers   wrap   around   silver   tequila   bottle   in   swift   motion   ,   touch   of   agave   syrup   following   soon   after   and   mixed   with   bar   spoon   at   hand   ,   all   topped   off   with   ice   in   old   fashioned   glass   now   filled   to   the   brim   .   finest   crystal   raises   to   meet   glossed   petals   ,   taking   in   notes   of   pepper   and   citrus   ,   only   for   taste   test   to   halt   at   sight   of   looming   figure   ,   though   she   can’t   particularly   fault   them   for   approaching   mixer’s   very   hotspot   .   ‘   go   on   ,   pick   your   poison   and   i’ll   make   you   a   drink   .   ’   whether   generous   or   simply   much   too   jaded   for   own   taste   ,   she   offers   inviting   beam   ,   free   hand   settling   against   countertop   confidently   so   .   ‘   promise   i   won’t   make   it   too   strong   ,   unless   that’s   what   you’re   here   for   .   ’   /   @amoreluxstart​​

[bcbyteeth]

open to: everyone | @amoreluxstart​ location: bathtub gin & co.

Copper flooded Nathaniel’s senses from his nose— to his mouth, to his skin that welcomed the warmth of it flooding down his face. It was the price of admission, he’d been told, even if the set of knuckles that cracked his head to one side were about three years too late for a punishment. Had he been a little more sober, and a little more patient, he would have fought the statute of limitations on whatever grudge the bouncer held. Instead, Nathaniel took the punch and his invitation inside along with it.

The music swallowed him whole once he was inside, and the uproar that was trapped by some finicky steel door enveloped him. But before he could mix the taste of crimson metal in his mouth with whatever bitter liquor he craved, he was pushed where the hymns overhead couldn’t reach him.

“It’s fine, it’ll stop soon enough,” Nate assured them, face wrinkling against their touch. He seemed to protest by an incapability to stay still. “He didn’t break it, I can tell you that much. I’ve broken it before and trust me, hurts a hell of a lot more. Now, we gotta get back out there before they let in that whole line of people and we’re waitin’ an hour for drinks.”

[paintcdnights]

Location: Flourish Plant Shop

Open: @amoreluxstart​

“Are all the orders for the day done?” Selin asked one of the employees working this morning as her eyes traced the order forms, looking at the corresponding arrangements. The last ten months had been a whirlwind. Opening up her shop was a leap of faith and but to open a floral shop after years of saying it was never the right time still shocked her. Every day was busier than the last because Selin made it a point to be different. She would handcraft arrangements, create and design her own planters and source unique and different plant life from all over the country that no one else would think to get. She prided herself on making her store stand out from the rest, “what about the online orders?”

She was busy, to say the least because she wanted to make this a successful business. She had waited this long to start her business and she would make sure that nothing went wrong. The tinkling bell rang out, “hi, welcome to Flourish, how can I help you?” She said automatically, a conditioned response to the door opening.

[avafm-deactivated20250604]

                            ⇢  𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽  𝚃𝙾  :      everyone  .  ༄                             ⇢  𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽  :      outside  of  amorelux  .  ༄                             ⇢  𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴  𝙾𝙵  𝙳𝙰𝚈  :      9pm  .  ༄

                          ❛  𝙤𝙝  ,  𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨  𝙞𝙨  𝙨𝙤  not  happening  right  now  .  ❜    all  ava  can  do  is  watch  as  the  lyft  driver  disappears  ,  her  flight  bag  sitting  safely  in  the  trunk  of  his  car  .  he  didn’t  even  give  her  the  chance  to  grab  her  belongings  ,  simply  driving  off  the  second  she  had  closed  the  door  .  ❛  could  this  day  get  any  worse  ?  ❜    she  mumbles  to  herself  ,  eyes  turned  towards  the  sky  and  her  hands  on  her  head  .

[fivnas]

— * @amoreluxstart​​

‘ no because listen. ’, fiona started , talking with her hands. they two of them stood in front of the jukebox that was snug and hidden in the corner of bathtub gin & co. ‘ you have to decide what the mood is first. ’, she explained to the other. music was one of the many topics the girl was intensely passionate about and she made sure everyone know. ‘ so , first things first. what do you want the people to feel ? ’, she leaned against the side of the jukebox, with a drink in her hand as she analyzed the person in front of her.

[chrrylpstcks]

@amoreluxstart​ // Laurel was in a mood. Well, it was more of a phase. All she did lately was devour mysteries. Podcasts, books, movies, shows – you name it, she’d inhaled it. An unfortunate side effect of her media gluttony was a desperate, unscratchable itch to solve her own mystery. So, on her day off, she lurked around the corner from the ground floor elevator with a brand new recording device whirring in her hand as she waited for that ding! to signal someone had arrived, and hopefully brought some excitement. 

[luxeis]

          “  hey,  i didn’t steal your laundry basket.  i borrowed it,  because i left mine upstairs.  your clothes are still there,  aren’t they  ?  no harm,  no foul.  “  said laundry basket is being held hostage on a washing machine,  his arm draped casually over it.  “  and i brought it back safely,  didn’t i  ?  “          @amoreluxstart​

[subzer0s]

         “  have you seen a package dropped off  ?  i got an email that it arrived today but i haven’t seen it.  “  his eyes have taken on a mildly frantic look,  but there’s an ever so polite smile as his hands gesture the rough size of the box.  “  it should be a pretty big package  ?  heavy  ?  there’s some books in there.  “          @amoreluxstart​

[aslannadir]

“Hey, not to bother you, but I could use an extra pair of eyes,” he begins, holding up his camera. “I can’t decide which picture’s better. This, or…” He clicks to show them the other picture. “That one.” The difference may be considered minor to some but Asher’s always been meticulous when it came to his work.

@amoreluxstart​

[graciagallardc]

“The other day at the market, someone almost ate one of the soaps I had on display thinking it was a piece of cake,” she says, a soft laugh escaping her lips. It wasn’t the first time someone thought they looked like cake, but it was the first time someone tried eating them! “Good thing I noticed.” @amoreluxstart​

[paradigns]

( open / @amoreluxstart​ ) kaede let out a huge gasp at the mess before her. “ohhhh noooo,” she groaned with wide and panicked eyes. the soil from the broken plant pot was just everywhere – it was devastating. the corpse of her fig tree laid there in defeat. she couldn’t even process what had happened.

[jxkewhitman-deactivated20230222]

open starter - @amoreluxstart​

Sometimes being polite was about all that Chase could muster on any given day. He’d just gotten off a twenty four hour shift at the fire station and despite very desperately needing to go inside his apartment and get some sleep, one of his neighbors just couldn’t help themselves. He smiled and tried to interrupt them on more than one occasion to say goodbye and step into the elevator but somehow they were still talking. “Wow, that’s a crazy story.” It wasn’t. But he was being a good neighbor since he was still in his uniform and was technically still representing station 24 of the Seattle fire department.