BAILEY WAS ON HER WAY to her mailbox , the usual time she went to go get it, after her daily jog around the area. the blonde was hoping she’d get to see her neighbor , anthony , who was rather older than her. which didn’t stop the two way back when from ending in the sheets together . now it was the after part of it as they would always awkwardly bump into one another. though it did peek bailey’s interest on how he’d react to her. slipping her key to unlock her box , she opened it as she grabbed her mail. not really looking the blonde lightly bumped into somebody. “ jesus.” she mumbled under her breath as she then looked at who she bumped into. it was anthony. “ oh hey…” she spoke softly as she took a step back and gave a soft smile. “ I didn’t bruise you , did I? ” she questioned teasingly.
anthony wasn’t one for one-night stands. he had plenty in college and during his days as a hockey player and, frankly, he was burnt out. but, one night, for some unknown reason, he and bailey had gotten a little friendly and one thing led to another, and here he was. the thing about one-night stands is that it usually ended there. you said goodbye or slipped out in the morning and weren’t heard from again, but for him and bailey they had the delight of seeing each other every day. tony didn’t consider himself awkward, in fact, he believed had a certain charm to him. but, around bailey, he fumbled his words and his face became flushed. he didn’t know how to handle it. this morning in particular, he went to pick up his mail at a time when he thought bailey had left. it insured he wouldn’t run into her, but just as he turned to back away, his body collided with her’s, his face turning a shade of pink as he shook his head. “ everything’s fine.. i think. “ he bit back a smile, his brown hues flickering towards the ground. “ you came out of nowhere. i’m sorry i bumped into ya. “
“ hey man, you doing okay? “ anthony asked, approaching the male. they were sat at a cafe, enjoying a cup of coffee, but anthony could sense a bit of tension. maybe it was a mis-read, but as his eyes grazed over the man sat opposite to him, he felt an increasing worry bubble in the pit of his stomach. “ if you wanna talk about anything i’m here. “
san jose sharks assistant coach anthony morales attends the fourth of july dinner hosted by the hale family in support of the aclu. he is wearing a vintage black tee shirt, belstaff grandsen leather jacket, paired with j. crew denim jeans and a bulova moonwatch.
“ CAN YOU GET AWAY with drinking merlot at this hour if you insist it’s for wine tasting ? because my tongue is actually starting to get numb right now … and they said i couldn’t manage three glasses in thirty minutes , pfft ! ”
“ it’s five o’ clock somewhere, right ? at least that’s what i always told myself, though, three glasses in thirty minutes is QUITE the feat. you might want to stop before you hit six in sixty minutes, though that might be a world record. “
tony’s night was uneventful, to say the least. he sat in his apartment, the television on simply to provide background noise. san francisco was a lively city, known especially for its nightlife. so, why was tony sulking on his coach, scrolling through his phone in hopes of finding something to do. he was too old to go to a club, but not old enough to take a stroll down to the pier and gaze at the stars. going through his text messages, he came across an old exchange with mollie, and that’s when an idea came to him.
practically running out of his house, he strolled down the street and ordered some thai food, before retreating to the nearest BART station. a few minutes later he was stood outside her apartment building, his finger pressing busily on the buzzer to her apartment. “ hey, mol, it’s me. i, uh, can i come up ? “
She withdrew her hand from the bottle she had placed back on the shelf, staring as she tried to gauge if it fell in line with the rest. When business was slow, Zoe tried to occupy her time with minute things like this–though she was already expected to clean up on her down time. Today, she just had too much down time.
Her hands gripped the edge of the wooden counter below with a sigh. A customer had thanked her for helping with the drinks before they placed money on the counter, stood up and headed for the door.
Quieter nights should make her happy. She didn’t know what was going on with her–but suppose she was just looking for a conversation.
( @anthony-morales )
tony wasn’t necessarily tired, he had done nothing all day, but he felt a little lonely. living in such a big city, he was unsure of what to do with his time, which seemed plentiful since work was in off-season. so, he decided to stroll into his favorite bar.
sure, going to a bar maybe wasn’t the best idea, he was recovering from an addiction afterall, but he liked the vibe. in his early days in san francisco, when he was still discovering more about the city, he came across the hidden treasure of the bar and he fell in love.
it was always serene and the people were nice. it allowed him to cool off from whatever he was doing at the moment and bring him back to earth. sliding into the bar stool, he looked up at the bar tender. “ can i get a water ? “
“y’know, no offense but me having to work this sunday during san francisco’s pride parade is homophobic.” she joked, though honestly slightly disappointed she had to miss out on all the fun after having gone every year for the past fifteen years. “at least we still have a week left of pride month i guess.”
tony couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, nodding his head in agreement as the woman spoke. “ yeah, working during pride must suck, but this is san francisco and it is pride month. we’re always celebrating. last week i saw some guy run naked through the castro with nothing but a pride sock wrapped around his dick. quite beautiful. “
he regrets not pushing himself and being more disciplined after he got injured. he knows he could possibly be in the game if he was more disciplined.
11. biggest lie ?
when he told his parents he was sober, when he was not.
12. biggest flaw ?
he is very hot-tempered and sometimes over emotional. he is so afraid of failure that often times he winds up creating scenarios where he fails due to lack of vision.
Slung over the counter with her focus poured over the newly printed menus in front of her, the only thing running through Sienna’s mind was the growing to-do with seemingly no end. She let out an overly exaggerated sigh, lifting her arms above her head to try to stretch out the fatigue. Shockingly, it didn’t do the trick. “You know what? You can help me. The kitchen crew’s doing a dry run of the revised menu and I need an honest critic. You’re not allergic to shellfish, right?”
Tony was enjoying a causal day in the city. Off-season was just kicking in and he was trying to soak up every moment of it. As he wandered into the restaurant, reaching the bar, he thought he would have a quick bite to eat before he began to stroll around the city. Turning his head as he heard a voice, he nodded. “I’m not allergic to anything as far as I know. I’d be happy to test taste some food for ya.”
we got a resume today that had nothing but “please hire me” and their name on it. is that really what it’s coming to? i respect the hard work, but i don’t think a please is always going to work.
“ it honestly sounds like that person is going through a rough time. you should interview them just to figure out the situation, “ tony suggested, cracking a smile. “ i mean, what’s the worst that could happen ? they sound pretty desperate. “
hey, everyone ! i’m rose and i’m super excited to be here! below i’ve put a bit about my son, tony, so please feel free to message me if you want to plot ! (or if u just want someone to talk abt dogs with, i’m ur gal) anyways, let’s get to it...
warnings: drug abuse
━━━ OSCAR ISAAC. THIRTY-SEVEN. MALE. HE/HIM. ↷ do you hear hunger, by florence and the machine? that must be anthony ‘tony’ morales. he has been living in san francisco as an assistant hockey coach for six years. during that time they have earned the reputation of the conscientious. it makes sense you know, they can be blunt and hot-tempered. but let’s not forget they’re pretty passionate and adaptable. ( rose. 18. she/her. cst. )
okay so!
tony was born in boston and lived there most of his life
yes he has a pretty strong boston accent but it has toned down over the past few years
he was the eldest son of two immigrant parents
they paved the way for him and his life
and basically they wanted him to achieve the best life had to offer
but when tony was little he started to skate and get interested in hockey
so it was hard for his parents to wrap their heads around their son playing hockey bc... like.. they never watched it before they didn’t know what it was
but tony was completely enamored so his parents gave their all and spent so much time and effort in getting him lessons and putting him on junior teams
and tony really worked hard at it bc in boston everyone loved hockey and he knew he had to prove himself bc his parents didnt have money and no one believed in him
and he did and as he got older he got an offer to play at boston university and took it and it seemed as if his life was planned out
he knew he was going to the nhl and everything seemed fine and dandy
and it was for a while, bc he DID go to the nhl and he got to play for the rangers for a while and new york wasn’t too far away from his family and suddenly he was famous and it was HIS dream
but then in his third year of professional hockey he stretched his shoulder and played on it and then got hit and eventually his shoulder became dislocated
which meant he was done
the pain was really bad and it seemed like his dream was over with
so the only way he knew how to cope was with drugs
which he had easy access to bc of all the pain, he had tons of pain killers
and this led him down a tERRIBLE ROAD
he spent so much of his money and was just terrible to his parents
and one night he was driving high and got into an accident
no one was hurt but there could have been MAJOR troubles
and that was when he knew he had to change
so he went to rehab and got clean and got himself together
and after that, not many people were open to ever seeing him play hockey again
he knew it would be a tough road but he kept conditioning and trying and eventually he was able to play again
he was about 28 when he could play again and he was so much more serious about the game and knew the struggles that came with it, he felt prepared
his first season back was great, but during off season, he tore his shoulder and that was when he knew he was done for good
so after that, he took time off and he stayed with his parents and tried to care for them as much as possible, since they gave him so much
and one day, he called up an old coach and asked about coaching, because he still loved the game, he didn’t want to quit
and he was able to acquire an assistant coaching position for the San Jose Sharks,
so he packed up once again and moved to san francisco
and he has loved it ever since, he can’t get enough of coaching and he is incredibly happy to be where he is today
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OKAY So PERSONAlity wise ??? this man is ... tiring
he always wants people to like him,,, all his life he was afraid of failure (still is)
tbh he reminds me SO MUCh of michael from jane the virgin
and he is very much like ben from parks and rec
basically coach taylor from fnl but a lil less angry
he is very goofy once you get to know him but he presents a very logical and serious front to everyone
