church of lag

I fucked up so many times, but I still have you tobias barlow | owner of the most mediocre bar in camden town | thirty years old

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txt | WEDNESDAY ( kate )

toby: I'll pine and ache for your presence every second we're apart.

Kate: That seems a bit overboard, don't you think?

toby: Hardly. You're absolutely stunning, Kate.

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txt | WEDNESDAY ( kate )

Kate: I'm sure it's not that serious. I promise you will be just alright without my presence.

toby: I'll pine and ache for your presence every second we're apart.

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txt | WEDNESDAY ( kate )

Kate: That's sweet.

Kate: No thank you.

toby: Drinks are on me

toby: the whole bar is, c'mon

toby: I've been going stir crazy thinking about you

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text → toby & emory.

Emory: yes

Emory: i mean, yes this is siri

Emory: are you going to answer my question?

toby: if you're having to ask

toby: it's probably way too much blood

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txt | WEDNESDAY ( kate )

Kate: How does this apply to me, exactly?

toby: ur my friday

toby: best part of my week ;)

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txt | WEDNESDAY ( kate )

toby: i don't care if monday's blue

toby:tuesday's grey and wednesday too

toby: thursday i don't care about you

toby: it's friday im in love

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text → open.

Emory: how much blood should there be when you slice your thumb open?

Emory: asking for a friend

Toby: Did you cut your thumb open

Toby: How are you texting

Toby: Is this Siri

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text → open.

Sasha: There is a cat sleeping on my couch.

Sasha: I don’t own a cat.

Sasha: I have no idea where it came from, what do I do?

Toby: Is it a cute cat

Toby: Does it have tags?

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text ; open

Paul: I really think I could win Chopped

Paul: Should I send in an application?

Paul: Granted I'm no professional but not everyone on Chopped is a professional chef ?

Toby: why chopped

Toby: Shoot for Hell's Kitchen- you could kick ass there

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three words sentence starters —

“don’t you dare.”

“how could you?”

“tell me more.”

“you’re a coward.”

“life is unfair.”

“i miss you.”

“are you serious?”

“give it time.”

“lose the ‘tude.”

“never look back.”

“what’s for dinner?”

“sorry, but no.”

“she’s/he’s a liar.”

“i love you.”

“please forgive me.”

“i trust you.”

“how are you?”

“let’s get high.”

“believe in yourself.”

“hold my hand.”

“who are you?”

“change is good.”

“bros before hoes.”

“i don’t know.”

“please help me.”

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jay-riggins:

“Which amazingly handsome face? Do you have a second one?”, he joked, although there wasn’t really a trace of a grin on his face, “And besides, I see you enough in person, I definitely don’t need to stare at your face every time I look at my phone.” Jay shook his head, although quickly regretting it. Because of the handover it still hurt like hell. “Who goes into a bar at one in the afternoon anyway?!”

   “ never have enough of my face, but to each man his own i believe. “ he went back to wiping down the bar and stools. “ people on their lunch break, business partners- grab a pint and make some deals over nachos. it’s high class around here, jaybird. “

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antonimells:

     ❛  i can live with mopping.  ❜  shrug lifted his shoulders as he turned to slip his shoes on carelessly. he wore the same sneakers all the time, so it wasn’t really straying much from the normal.  ❛  wouldn’t trust me with drinks. rumor has it that my memory is totally terrible.  ❜  maybe it was too soon for such a joke, but at least it made a smile creep across his own features for just a quick moment.

   tobias mirrored the other’s smile, letting out a quiet and quick laugh. “ careful, if your mum hears that we’ll both be in trouble. you don’t need memory, just throw stuff together that sounds like it tastes good. well, and maybe use a measuring spoon. “

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emirxwindsor:

      “ maybe you can make an exception? ” emir placed a hand over his chest in a dramatic way as he gasped. “ i am hurt. here i thought we had something special. ” the smile on his lips gave it away that he was just playing as he continued to lean over and say, “ you could make it up to me with a gin and tonic.” he even flashed his most charming smile at him hoping it would help. 

   tobias laughed, he already knew that it didn’t matter what emir really wanted- toby would give in either way. he was a sucker for those dark curls and that smile that made his chest tighten. “ alright, alright. i can make you a gin and tonic but in return, you have to tell me something interesting. i need some company this morning. “

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whoisavareed:

Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she headed into the bar she’d been passing on her way to work that morning, enticed in by the slightly rundown look of the place. In in the kind of way you’d end up needing a tetanus shot after visiting, but just enough to give it character, very english, it amused Ava. “Don’t you worry, I don’t mind you serving me early. Lucky for you i’m really great conversation so you won’t be bored until the usuals turn up.” Her smile was like a cats, eyes sparkling slightly in the sunlight that was reflected off the bottles behind the bar.

   tobias had a motto to take shit from no one and stand his ground but the way the stranger acted, the way she held yourself as if she had already bought the lease from tobias and was now his ceo- it reminded him of the life he had left behind. the attitudes of the entitled who knew that their time was worth more than yours was, he was intrigued and wanted to know who exactly this stunning woman thought she was to be giving such casual orders in tobias’ bar. “ perfect, you’ll get the owner special. i pick something for you as a surprise, we have a table open over at the window, miss..” he trailed off, with a cocky grin. “ i didn’t get your name. “

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vercniquesncvaks:

        The sudden wave of heat bothered Véronique incredibly so. The air felt heavy and suffocating, and her hair was sticking to the back of her neck already. Barely noticeable, Véronique was sure, but the sensation was what drove her mad. She never dealt with heat very well; her skin got too warm, cheek too flustered, and she wanted nothing more than to jump into a pool of ice. Instead, her heels clicked against the pavement as she ventured the streets of London, searching for a place to cool down. She found a bar – a good find, always – with the doors open, and slowly stepped inside, curiously.

         "Oh,“ she breathed out when the voice hit her ears, blinking. "I’m sorry, I thought –” waving a hand aimless, she glanced around the bar, her lips curling into an amused smile. “Save me a seat, you say? Will it be the best in the house?”

    “ it’ll be my favorite seat in the house, perfectly lit and just the right amount of sun,” he replied back easily, smiling back at her. he subtly glanced her over, trying to determine if he’d met her before. “ i could make you a drink in the bar while we wait for the dining room to open- if you don’t mind a stranger’s conversation about nonsense. “

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alessandrcxlopez:

she was going crazy, maybe a bit too crazy, but she was obsessing with getting everything right. so right right, she pretty much forgotten if she made plans or if she didn’t so when she saw the other in front of her eyes closed, a look of stress crossing her features, “please tell me i didn’t forget our plans today and that you’re just here to drag me away from all things work?” she pleaded slightly.

    “ i mean, we had loose plans? but if it’ll help, i can lie and say that something deep within me sensed you needed to get away from whatever has you all tangled up in knots. i came to make you go get happy hour drinks and maybe some wings? “ 

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eloise-royce:

Elle grinned, unable to to miss the kind of pride that this man had in his bar. And for good reason–it was really something. “Well, lucky you I suppose.” She paused, biting her lip realizing her choice of words. Good one, Elle. “Oh–I’m so sorry to your father passed away. I can’t imagine its easy.”

  “ We had a strained relationship, he kept a lot of things hidden from you. I never got to meet my mother or sister because of him, so I’m sad he passed away. “ He sighed. “ But he was more a stranger than a father. “