walking in circles

[bewcre]

crymearivcrs‌:

flo yelps in surprise as sebastian jumps over the bar, her hands cupping over the shot glass protectively so it doesn’t spill over the bar. she doesn’t want to be truthful, so she rolls her eyes and ignores him, downing the shot wordlessly before she catches the lime. she sucks on the wedge as she looks over at him, shaking her head slightly. “nah just - in the mood for a couple of drinks - and today was slow, so…” she trails off, shrugging. florence snorts in annoyance, throwing the lime wedge at his head as he speaks. she knows he’s right - that they should be heading home and be responsible - and that there actually was something up. she’s not in the mood for that particular conversation, so she just drums her fingers against the bar, fidgeting with the shot glass as she steps around his questions. “you act like i’m never on time - i’m always waiting for your ass to help me open,” she grumbles, flicking his arm gently, simultaneously leaning her head against his shoulder as she sighs softly. flo giggles at the idea, nudging his side gently as she looks over at him. “honestly i feel like the booths would be kinda comfy y’know? people fall asleep on them all the fucking time.”

sebastian doesn’t believe her by a long shot -- but knowing her so well for so long, he knows he should probably just drop the issue. and drop it he does. seb pours them what he decides will be their last shot. catching the lime in his hand, he puts on a face of disgust before he tosses it across the room into the trash. in a quick motion, he leans back over the bar, half his long limbs on the other side as he blindly grabs a wine bottle and puts the patron back, huffing out before sitting back down on the stool. he pats her head softly. “ oh so -- now every slow night, we can just get blackout drunk after work? that sounds like a plan, shorty. ” he laughs, clinking the top of her glass before downing the shot and shuddering. “ god of fucks why does tequila get worse after every shot? fuck. i think you’re going to need your own bottle of wine. “ he slides his body across the bar again, chuckling the whole way as he blindly grabs another bottle and puts it in her hand before looping his arm into hers and lifting her up out of the stool. he shakes his head. “there is not a fucking way in hell i’m sleeping in those std-infested booths. you do know what ELSE people do in the booths right? and we might wipe that down but... god.... those stains are forever. now, come on, let’s go to yours. i wanna drink wine on the bed, pleaseeeeeee?” he pretty much drags her towards the door, slipping her keys out of her pocket and made sure the lights were off before he locks the door behind them and steps out into the cool air. “want to split the rest of my blunt?” 

[bewcre]

bhc → supercuts @ sleeplessinchicago

@SUPERCUTS: according to everyone ignoring isn't coping so i will. continue to do that once i find something that works because meditation... is not the wave at all. hate it so much. though yoga was kind of fun....

@SUPERCUTS: thats just because you get as much sleep as i do apparently... which is not a lot. i'd say we need to fix our sleep schedules but i think nighttime is the only time we get to talk :/

@SUPERCUTS: you're easy to talk to too. yeah. how was your day?

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: i mean at least with yoga ur getting some extra exercise??? i honestly just binge every time i'm going through an episode. which is like... often lately.

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: i know... kinda always wait up to see if you'll send me a message before i go to sleep... honestly i've been close to passing out but then you send me something and i wait up.... weird. but true.

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: uhhhh i didn't do much today. i worked from home so basically i did a whole bunch of nothing.

[bewcre]

crymearivcrs‌:

she drums her fingers on the bar anxiously, trying not to spin around in her stool as sebastian grabs the patron. flo giggles softly, rolling her eyes playfully before clinking her glass with his, taking the shot quickly. she takes a second to recover before grinning up at him again, waggling her eyebrows. “of couuurse i have the couch ready for you baby cakes - that thing has your name branded onto it. weirdo.” she shoots back. florence raises a brow at sebastian, a slightly incredulous look on her face that melts into a mischievous grin. “honeybee, if you thought that was our first and last then you do not know me at all and i am only slightly offended!” she teases, tapping her glass in front of him. “one more shot? and then maybe another? or maybe some wine…. c’mon seb drunk sleep is the best kind of sleep,” florence continues. she knows she shouldn’t be trying to talk him into drinking - on a tuesday when they needed to be up to open on time the next morning, nevermind the fact that her therapist had suggested she cut down on the alcohol for a bit. her voice echoed in the back of her mind, muttering something about healthy coping mechanisms and how she should just take herself to bed. flo cuts through that with a shake of her head, fidgeting with the strings of her hoodie as her eyes follow sebastian’s figure.

sebastian gives a bit of a chuckle as he reluctantly refills their shot glasses, filling them close up to the brim as he knocks her glass softly, but doesn’t drink it yet. he does his little leap over the bar and sits on the stool beside her, the bottle between them. he looks over at her and leans forward, his arm draping over her shoulder as he perks his head up, eyebrows furrowed. “you’re okay, right? just in the mood for a couple of drinks? or did something weird happen when i wasn’t looking? i mean you do seem to have an abnormally big head today....” he mumbled, snorting before he downs the other shot, reaching behind the bar to grab two limes, tossing one at her. “disgusting -- you know every shot i drink makes things worse. and it was YOUR idea to open up early for food, you know, so you’re gonna have to be the one to wake me up.” sebastian bites on his lower lip, looking over at her. he was always worried about her. even though he played it off, he cared deeply for her and he was always afraid she would spiral again. that’s half the reason why he decided to go through with half the bar -- well, that and being his own boss. sort of. she was still his boss (he just got to call her weird names). “the wine we’re taking to your place, okay? i’d rather not be stuck here til tomorrow night.... just in case, you know?” 

[bewcre]

bhc → supercuts @ sleeplessinchicago

@SUPERCUTS: do you ever just... get hit with waves of the Bad Feelings??

@SUPERCUTS: i was cleaning up after dinner and i just... like it felt like it was crushing me

@SUPERCUTS: and it's been SO LONG too like it shouldn't.. right?

@SUPERCUTS: you're just easy to talk to :( and we need to talk about a new user for you because sleeplessinchicago is SO. MANY. CHARACTERS.

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: i mean... sometimes bad feelings don't ever go away, you know? and you just have to find some way to cope... just don't try the ways i do... just like uhhhh meditate or whatever they tell you to do these days. you'll be okay.

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: hah... yeah, maybe you can just call me sleepless since we're always up at whatever hour of the night blowin up eachother. you're easy to talk to too...scary easy.

[bewcre]

bhc → open

@RAYNOR97: god i fucking need a drink rn, today was a fucking bust

@PRINCETONGIRL818: damn bro wtf happened

@PRINCETONGIRL818: also whats ur drink like

@PRINCETONGIRL818: i feel like i'm a whiskey sour like raw egg in that bitch

[bewcre]

bhc → supercuts @ sleeplessinchicago

@SUPERCUTS: today i am having a bad day i think

@SUPERCUTS: is it weird that my gut told me to tell you first?

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: what's wrong, supercuts? did something happen?

@SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO: is it weird that my gut is telling me i'm glad you did?

[bewcre]

crymearivcrs‌:

*: ･ﾟ∙ * ⁕ closed starter for @bewcre​ // she wouldn’t say tuesdays were their busiest days, but it was only 3 am and they were done cleaning and packing up for the night. tonight, florence happened to have a lot on her mind, and was counting on closing up shop to distract her brain for a bit. as she stands near a booth, wiping down the seats for what felt the hundreth time, she can feel her head moving at a million miles a minute. her attention moves to sebastian, the gears turning in her head as she attempts to figure out the best way to rope him into some sort of distraction. it all clicks when she sees the bottles, and she’s already making her way to plop down on a bar stool, grinning at sebastian. she knew sebastian never really ever said no to her (she didn’t know if his frequent indulgence in whatever plan she had concocted for the day was more harmful than helpful at this point.) still, she obnoxiously knocks on the bar a few times to grab sebastian’s attention, leaning up over the counter to try to poke at his arm. “oi - oi seb i’ll take two shots of patron, pretty please,” flo calls out with a smile, leaning over to rest her chin in the palms of her hands. “drink with me, baby koala.”

closing was always his favorite thing to do -- it meant he got to count the tips and eventually, finally count some sheep in the warm and cozy comfort of his bed. it was the only thing that motivated him on slow nights like tonight. sebastian took a clean soapy rag and wiped down all the bottles, triple-making sure they were all screwed on tight. he peered up every once in a while just to see what florence was doing, and on this one he caught her eye. she was looking at him with that annoying little mischievous look she’d always slide on when she wanted to get in a little bit of trouble. he sighs loudly, narrowing his eyes at her as he drifts in her direction, finishing his last bottle. he pretends not to hear her until she starts knocking on the wood and calling him a baby koala. she knows that always gets to him. seb can’t help but let a small grin slip on his face, hand instinctively grabbing two glasses and patron, pouring the shots quickly as he shakes his head a bit. “ come on, flo, it’s a tuesday night. what are we supposed to do? take shots and then go to sleep? you know i need a full 9 hours. at least tell me you have the couch ready for me...? ” he murmurs, pushing the shot in front of her as he grabs his, clinking her glass quickly and downing it before he could say no. “ cheers, honey bunches. now, tell me this is our first and last? ”  

[bewcre]

*°:⋆ₓₒ [ TYLER POSEY, CISMALE, HE/HIM ] hey, look!  [ SEBASTIAN PEREZ ] aka [ @PRINCETONGIRL818 ] is online and ready to write another anonymous post on the broken hearts club. rumor has it they’re here because [ SABOTAGED EVERY SINGLE “RELATIONSHIP” HE’S BEEN IN ].  out in the real world  he  is a [ BARTENDER AND INFLUENCER ]. the [ 27 ] year old is known for being  [ CAPRICIOUS + TACTLESS  ] but make up for it by being  [ PLAYFUL + PERSUASIVE ]  if they were to describe themselves they’d say they’re [ SPILLED WINE OVER A WHITE CARPET, DUSTY BOOKCASES and DIRTY SNEAKERS ] & their favorite song is [ NOBODY BY MITSKI ] 

hi again, it’s ur favorite late night gal shell with another character intro under the cut! make sure to check out his bio HERE which will hopefully be done soon for more about this big goofball. 

hmu on discord at dola peep#0396 or like this and i’ll come to u for plottin (+: 

okay so about the sabotaging all his relationships thing -- he always fucks everything up; and honestly it’s usually on purpose. he forgets important dates, he does too little, he does too much. he hasn’t cheated on anyone yet, but he’s definitely thought about it. he’s the guy that everyone tells you to avoid because he goes through people like a rack of clothes at the thrift store -- fast and leaving a mess behind for other people to clean up. romance just isn’t something that comes naturally for him considering his parents were divorced during his teen years and he never truly thinks he’s found The One. yes, he’s fallen in love (multiple times) -- but he’s fallen out of love way more quickly. 

influencer sebastian has over 500k followers and gets a lot of thirsty dms that you probably wouldn’t want to read. he mostly posts brooding selfies and videos of him posting short covers of popular songs but he does post the occasional scenic picture of a sunset when he’s feeling risky. the real dirt is on his private instagram, where he shows his truest, goofiest self and let’s it all..... hang loose, let’s say. 

he’s very protective over people he cares about and has been known to come to blows with strangers over comments directed at said people. even if he just THINKS it comes off in the wrong manner, his hot-headed self will confront the person and probably throw the first hit. oh, and he’ll let you know how much you mean to him. you will know if sebastian loves you. he is very out and open about his love and admiration, that’s why it’s so easy to fall into his sticky trap of a messy life. 

he’s really into music and writing music and performing, but doesn’t think he has enough talent to make something of himself, so he mostly relies on his pretty face and bartending skills for monetary income. sebastian could get a tip from ANYONE. he is quite charming when he wants to be.

possible connections: 

frequent bar patron - someone he sees often and serves often. they might be pretty chatty considering sebastian likes to talk. 

thirsty instagram follower - someone who admires his looks, ;) ;) 

fwb - he probably has a couple before he “falls in love” with someone after like three dates. 

childhood friends - he was born and raised in the chicago area, so that’s where most of his connections are going to come from. 

ex girlfriends/boyfriends - trust, he has a lot of them. 

lmk if you think of anything else u think would fit with him!! <3 

[bewcre]

*°:⋆ₓₒ TOMMY MARTINEZ, CISMALE, HE/HIM hey, look!  SILAS NAVARRO aka @SLEEPLESSINCHICAGO  is online and ready to write another anonymous post on the broken hearts club. rumor has it they’re here because HIS MOTHER RECENTLY PASSED AFTER BATTLE WITH HER SICKNESS.  out in the real world  he  is a BOOK EDITOR . the 26 year old is known for being  CALLOUS  + GUARDED  but make up for it by being  ALLURING + CREATIVE  if they were to describe themselves they’d say they’re DOG-EARED NOVELS, AMERICAN SPIRITS HALF SMOKED AND BURNING IN A CRYSTAL ASHTRAY and EXPENSIVE WHISKEY & their favorite song is UNTIL I BLEED OUT BY THE WEEKND 

hey cooties i am shell and under the cut is just a little bit more about my dark tortured soul silas. here is a link to his full bio. more to come on SEBASTIAN later......

also discord: dola peep#0396

tw: death, drugs/alcohol 

born and raised in california – particularly the los angeles area; the hills. both his parents were successful in life but his father was barely around and when he was he wasn’t the best. he’s rich. richer than you think. inherited a bunch of money after his mother died, his dad made it so he would get a share of the company once he turned 21 so he basically makes money in his sleep.  

he writes. a lot. like an insane amount. he’s published, but under a fake name. he likes to remain a mystery. and he’s also developed a following in real life thanks to his status with what some people would consider “celebrities” back when he lived in los angeles. he hates it, but he posts instagrams and sometimes gets money from it.

he isn’t close to anyone because he doesn’t want to be close to anyone. he’ll pretend to be your friend but, don’t expect a text back or a happy birthday or anything other than maybe a line of coke or a free shot. he’s never even really been in a relationship. closeness just isn’t his thing. sorry everyone who ever thought they meant something to him ( deep down you might’ve, but then again probably not. )

he does like having people on his back burner though – people to pass the time with; people to fuck around with. people to write long elaborate stories about even though he only knows their first name. he likes people. just not when they get close.

his poker face is wild. you’ll never know what’s actually inside his head considering most of what he puts out is what he wants you to think.

he’s very fucked up. especially about his mother. 

just got a puppy named matilda, currently the only good thing in his life.

possible connections: 

fwb

old “flames” from los angeles

co-worker

drug dealer

someone he shares drugs with?

dogsitter lol