MIDNIGHT RIDER

“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.” indie rp, oc, sideblog, selective, written by angie.

[tori-alvintzi-blog]

“Oh, what sort of journals do you keep?”Tori asked, her interest peaking. Not many men she knew or met, had maintained journal-writing as a hobby. “I’m a travel writer,” she grinned. 

[bravequiet]

     He chuckles a bit nervously. This was something he often didn’t tell strangers. “Well, I’ve kind of had this thing going on for years where I get a new journal each year and write whatever I want in it. Poems, songs, just my thoughts. I started this when I was thirteen years old. Got boxes full of these little journals back home.” When she tells him her occupation, he’s impressed. Far more impressive than his job, that’s for damn sure. “Wow,” he breathes, “you must be living the dream.”

[mysteriousxgirls]

“Its nice to meet you, Jacob.” she said with a smile on her lips. “Oh, no.. its okay. You were not bothering me, really.. I was just in a bad mod, thats about it.” she told him and shrugged her shoulders. “So Jacob, you do know that now that you flirted with me, you have to take me out some time soon, right?” she teased and giggled softly. 

[bravequiet]

      “I sensed it – that’s why I was messin’ with you. Wanted to make you smile,” he tells her, but in the back of his mind he knows that just wanting to know her was more than a big part of what he did. At her sudden question, he couldn’t help but to chuckle a bit flustered by her bold words. He’s quick to tease right back “Oh? Is that how it works? I’m so rusty with this that I just forget sometimes.” He stuffs his hands in his pockets and bites on his bottom lip. “Would you want to get some coffee with me?”

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[bravequiet]

@viideorentals liked for a starter.

     Been a while since he saw one of these things in business- a video rental store. He walked around the aisles and browsed at a couple of movies, picking a few up to rent. Whenever he wandered over to the front desk, there didn’t seem to be anyone around. Looking around, he cleared his throat, “Anybody home?”  

[divxrgentx]

After a long meeting with her mom and the company she worked for, both of them informing her that her career was in a downward spiral, the last thing she wanted to do was deal with some guy who couldn’t seem to get the hint. “You think you’re cute, don’t you? How about you take my weird name and walk away.”

[bravequiet]

      What was it about this girl? He didn’t know. Usually he wouldn’t even have the courage to say hello, yet here he was lingering and just trying to get the girl’s name. He wanted to know more, but he knew she wasn’t willing to give it to him – yet. “Okay,” he agrees and licks his lips, “just a name for now.”

[thecoldheartedwolf]

“I can’t help that my work kept me a bit longer than expected. As which I am sure you didn’t just happen to save me any of that pizza?” There was the teasing tone in her voice as she raised an amused eyebrow at him. “What has you all in a good mood today anyways?”

[bravequiet]

       Narrowing his eyes playfully, he finally broke out into a small smile before nodding his head to the box of pizza next to him. “Got you a few slices,” he admitted and chuckled softly. At her question, he doesn’t quite know how to answer it. He himself didn’t know what got him happy. It’s better than his usual brooding self. Some days were easier than others. “I re-fell in love with pizza. Wouldn’t that put you in a good mood?”

[mysteriousxgirls]

And now Alana was the one who felt bad, he seemed to be different from the other guys who tried to hit on her. 

She gave him a soft smile and held her hand out for him to shake it. “I’m sorry.. I’m just stressed out.” she said and tilted her head to the side. “I’m Alana.”

[bravequiet]

       He held up his hands as indication that she had no need to apologize. He was the one after all who found amusement in teasing with her, no matter how harmless. “No worries,” he assured her then smiled, “Alana. Beautiful name. I’m Jacob – sorry for bothering you.”

[tori-alvintzi-blog]

Hearing her stomach rumble suddenly, Tori smiled to herself in silent amusement. Damn, what time is it already?..No, no Tori do not look up at the clock on the wall. Finish it! Just one more note left! Determinedly, Tori then resumed back her full concentration on what she was writing. 

A couple of minutes later however, she had the sudden unnerving feeling that someone was watching her. Should she-..? Giving into temptation, Tori glanced up and her met those of a blonde man sitting at a table across from her. It was him again. Funny how often the number of times she had seen him busily writing away at the same cafe as her. Breaking into a friendly smile, she then responded,” It’s okay. No need to apologize. It’s actually kind of funny how we both always happen to be writing in this cafe around the same time. I take it you that this is your favorite spot and you’re either a writer or a man who maintains hand-written journals as a hobby?”

[bravequiet]

      This could have gone many different ways. She could have called him a perv for starting or simply brushed him off like most did. Instead, she didn’t seem bothered at all by him. This made him smile. He set his pen down in his journal and put his cigarette out on the ashtray before speaking. “Well, a little bit of both.” His smile spread wider though he was quick to scrunch his nose at the thought of his job. Don’t get him wrong – he likes his job, he just knows he could be doing something better. “I’m the editor of a crappy newspaper, but I take more pleasure in writing on my own time. What about you?”

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     “Well, that’s sweet of you,” she smiles, gaze sliding to where he’d indicated and squinting to try and see what he was talking about, though after a moment she merely shrugged and nodded, “Alright, sure. If you’re serious and not secretly a murderer, then, alright. I trust you.”

     She grabbed her bag and locked the car, though it wasn’t like it could go anywhere, anyway, and turned back towards the stranger. “I’m Carmen, by the way,” she offered hesitantly, unsure if he recognized her or not. “I don’t think I said.”

[bravequiet]

     He laughed a bit more and shook his head. “Not a murderer. No worries here.” He backed up as she gathered her things, please to see that his offer didn’t blow back in his face. People so often mistake his kindness for something else. With a smile, he walked her over to his car and opened up the passenger door, fingers drumming against the top. “Carmen. I’m Jacob. Nice to meet you.”  

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She studied his face as he smiled down at her. She’d have to be stupid to deny that he was attractive and obviously charming which was refreshing in comparison to the board rooms and old businessmen she saw all day. She thought about his offer for a moment, lips pursed in thought as she stared down at the stacks of paperwork in front of her. “Black, no sugar and I expect a name with that coffee.” 

[bravequiet]

      He felt a bit successful – which for the past few years or so was almost always impossible when it came to women. Even though he was charming, he always found a way to mess it up. Though this was just coffee, he saw it as a good sign. “Got it,” he replied before wandering over and ordering her coffee – she took it the same way he did. He came back over with two cups in hand, and in an attempt to be clever, he gave her the coffee where the barista wrote his name. He smiled but then saw that the woman wrote Jason. “Well, she got my name wrong. Don’t they always,” he shook his head and gave her a soft smile. “Jacob. I’m Jacob.”

[summerbegs]

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.”        - Ernest Hemingway

[filius-rex-deactivated20200626]

She gave a small smile back, but her eyes spoke of worry. Rachel tried to hide such expressions, however; they were juvenile.  Honestly, what had possessed her to check him so frequently, anyway?  Especially at this hour of the night.

Perhaps she had to admit it to herself then, finally.  Damn it, it was her fucking attachment problems.  That and her nightmares.  It wasn’t any problem with Jacob that had Rachel up and awake at midnight, driving to his place.  It was Rachel that had her up.  She was running away from herself.

“…Sorry.  Right.  Had a weird…”  What could justify this? “…weird dream, decided to check and make sure.  I, ah… god, this is weird.  Sorry.”  She couldn’t look at him in the eye.

[bravequiet]

      The way her eyes seemed to be on anything but him made realization start to set in. She wasn’t there for him. A little guilt settled inside of him, but he couldn’t be blamed for not noticing. People so often worried about him, always assumed he was depressed when really he wasn’t. He just didn’t know what he was, but it was clear on Rachel’s face that something was wrong. In times like this, Jacob was possibly the best person to be around. He grew up taking care of others and being there for people when he needed them. He was dependable.

      “Hey, don’t be sorry,” he spoke softly and peered over at her, “What’s on your mind?”

[bravequiet]

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[bravequiet]

@thecoldheartedwolf liked for a starter.

     Looking down at his watch, he clicks his tongue in playful disapproval. “You’re late, you know. I had to go get pizza without you. Which is tragic for you, but pretty fantastic for me.” A cheeky smiled appeared – he was feeling pretty upbeat today.

[bravequiet]

@coldrainx liked for a starter. 

        “you know,” he said with a small chuckle, “your car is in good hands. You can have a seat inside the lobby, if you’d like.”

[bravequiet]

@filius-rex liked for a starter.

        “I appreciate it,” he started before shrugging his shoulders and giving a soft smile, “but you don’t have to check in on me. You act as if I can’t take care of myself.”

[ofmartinis-deactivated20210306]

     “A mechanic?” she questioned, lips slowly curving into a smirk. “Looks like it’s my lucky day.” She folded her arms under her chest, watching him check out the car even though she has no idea what they should be looking for — and she’s mostly checking him out instead. “That’s it?” she asked, smiling, pleased to hear it was a quick fix. Though her eyebrows arched in surprise when he offered to go for her — that was definitely weird.

     “You’re sure?” she asked hesitantly, leaning over the convertable to grab her wallet out of her purse, “I mean — that’s insanely nice of you to offer. But you have to promise you’re not trying to lure me away so you can rob and murder me, okay?”

[bravequiet]

      Her comment stirs up a laugh in him, though he could see where she was coming from. People weren’t very used to lending hands from strangers without it having an alternate meaning. Jacob was old school – wasn’t necessarily raised that way, but the ones he loved taught him kindness in every measure.

      “No ma’am, it just wouldn’t sit right with me if I left you to fend for yourself without your car running.” He licked his lips and nodded down the street. “Besides, I know a good shop just down the road. Won’t take long.”