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mylesbarnard:

Myles smirked as he nursed his drink and looked over at the stranger. “My cuts are amazing” Myles said with a twinge of hubris as he eyed the younger male. He then listened to what he had to say and shrugged, “I think that’s a good point” the barber pursed his lips and then took a sip from his drink. “I honestly don’t remember the cut this jerk got” he laughed, “Back when I was broke before I got this job I used to cut my own hair because I couldn’t be bother to spend twenty bucks. Especially just to have the ends trimmed” he remarked. “To each his own though, right?” Myles questioned with a smirk, raising his drink.

“Really?” Chuckling a little, “I would hope they are especially so that your cockiness is actually justifiable.” Chuckling a little again when he preceded to say how he didn’t even remember what kind of cut the reviewer got. Pushing off the bar, Bradley made his way closer to the other, “You’ve certainly got that right if it came down to it I wouldn’t get a twenty dollar hair cut, go to like Great Clips or some shit like that. But yeah to each his own, I know I for one can certainly afford a twenty dollar cut no problem.” Raising his eyebrow a little, “So how long you been cutting hair and getting bitched at it for?”

#c: myles

ptblake:

Blake was enjoying his time off of work by hanging out with a few acquaintances. He watched the other shuffle as he was made sure Bradley had done nothing to the deck to cheat his way of his clothes. “Listen, I have a feeling you’re going to be the one regretting this not me.” He winked as as he took another sip of his drink.

“I don’t regret anything I’m afraid Blake. Tell you want spice things up a little?” Grinning a little as he put the now shuffled deck down. It was his turn to wink at the other male “Winner gets to keep the losers underwear.” Leaning on the table, he hummed a little. “The game is Blackjack though, sir, do you wanna play as house or do you want me to play as house? Or do you need a refresher on how to play?”

#c: blake

bradleypmyates

Text (Brett): Hey handsome. Come over for pumpkin carving.

Text: Pumpkin carving? Can’t say I’ve ever done that before don’t know if I am any good at it.

@brettatroxys

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brettatroxys:

Brett: Well, fine. You can watch me carve a pumpkin and eat popcorn and watch Charlie Brown.

Brett: I want you to come over.

Brett: Real pudding or american pudding?

Brett: My ass is very enjoyable to eat.

Brett: I’ll tell you what, you come and carve a pumpkin, I’ll give you some ass access. If you want.

Bradley: Charlie Brown? I think it’s been years since I’ve seen one of those films.

Bradley: American I guess? Like the stuff you get in a snackpack.

Bradley: Hmm tempting tempting. Fine, but we carve the pumpkins naked, and you have yourself a deal.

#c: brett

bradleypmyates

Text (Brett): Hey handsome. Come over for pumpkin carving.

Text: Pumpkin carving? Can’t say I’ve ever done that before don’t know if I am any good at it.

@brettatroxys

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brettatroxys:

Brett: It’s not about being good at it.

Brett: It’s about enjoying the experience.

Brett: And the free pie.

Brett: And if you come over, I’ll eat your ass out like it’s personally offended me when you’re done with your pumpkin.

Text: Ye ye ye I’ve heard that so many times

Text: In my experiance if I’m bad at it, I usually don’t enjoy it

Text: Tbh not a big pie or cake guy, bigger on like pudding

Text: My ass? I don’t know about that. Think eating your ass would be far more enjoyable ;)

#c: brett

Text (Brett): Hey handsome. Come over for pumpkin carving.

Text: Pumpkin carving? Can’t say I’ve ever done that before don’t know if I am any good at it.

@brettatroxys

#c: brett #Anonymous

What had started out as a friendly game of Blackjack was about to take a whole new turn. Bradley was reshuffling the deck, grin on his face as his eyes ran over Blake, an eyebrow raised at the other male. He ran his tongue lightly over his top lip as he put the deck down, he’d give Blake one last chance to back out. “Listen I get it if you don’t want me embarrassing you by not just winning all your chips, but now all your clothes? Will you be able to handle it if I walk out with your whole fit?”

@ptblake

#c: blake

mylesbarnard:

Myles was at the bar, rum in coke in hand, mindlessly checking his cell phone as he was dividing his focus between the person in front of him and his phone, “Man, I think I’m obsessed with checking my Yelp reviews” the barber shook his head, looking up from his phone, “You think 25 bucks is too much to charge for a haircut?” Myles questioned with a raised brow. “BoystownBaller87 seems to think so” he commented, flashing a wide grin before taking a sip from his drink.

Bradley wasn’t old enough to drink, but thank god for the invention of a fake ID, besides it was only a year off until he could drink and he was more looking to get in for the conversation rather than the drinks. Chuckling when the other started to talk about how apparently someone left a bad review on his barber shop over the price, Bradley shrugged a little at the question. “I mean depends, how good the cut is, how much is getting cut off. What my means are, cause frankly I wouldn’t care if a good cut was 25, but I also come from a well off family. If 25 bucks meant I wasn’t eating then yeah, I’d be a lil’ pissed it all went to a haircut.”

#c: myles

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Brett

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brettatroxys:

“Pffft. I wasn’t even on my level all the time. Besides, you’re you not me. You can get to your next level if you want. With help, if that’s what you’d like,” Brett said warmly and philosophically.

“What level do you think I’m on? Out of curiosity.”

“Maybe, but you’re on your level now.” A small laugh when he was told that he wasn’t him. “That’s certainly true, but I mean I’ll take all the help I can get, I know I’m probably at the gym more than I should be, but with the season currently in swing, I wanna make sure I’m in my best shape for the team.” Raising his eyebrow when he was asked what level he thought Brett was at. “You’re probably at like a solid 10, I think I’m a 8 and a half? Possibly a 9.”

#c: brett