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Brooklyn Rhodes. 26 years old. Born in Boston and raised by a military family. Currently living in London. Owner of Vineyard.

[brooklyn-rhodes]

lexa-karlsson‌:

Lexa stopped dead in her tracks the moment the song on her earphones changed to her ringtone, she took a couple of seconds to get her breathing back under control and answered the call. “Hey!…. No, of course not, I’m resting like I’m supposed, but I was getting Cabin fever and I’m y’know getting to know the city, the… Big ben, the eye, the palace, all of it, I may use this time off to go to the Harry Potter tour and all… Wow, you know if you’re going to be my coach we’re gonna have to trust one another… Yeah, yeah, see you next week.” She rolled her eyes as she hung up and removed her earphones.

“Excuse me!” She called out to the closest person. “Could I bother you to take a picture of me?” She asked as she offered her phone while she pulled out a long coat from her backpack, one that would cover the sportswear she was wearing and a beanie. “Please make sure the sneakers are not in the picture…” She asked wincing. “And that I look relaxed?” She knew that had nothing to do with the camera or who was taking the picture but she couldn’t help it, she was supposed to be taking time off, a couple of weeks, to heal, it was just a torn quad but she and her team didn’t want to risk making it worse so close to Roland Garros, she looked at the camera and gave her best ‘on camera’ smile, which in her opinion was just smiling like a psychopath.

Brooke was enjoying a nice walk with her coffee and camera. There was something so peaceful about the area. While Brooke has been living in London for years, she never got tired of what was going on around her between the sights and the people. She was pulled deep in thought of what to take photos of next when she heard a women calling her. “Oh yeah no problem.” she grinned, happy to do it. As the girl steadied and angled the phone, she would made sure to follow the women’s requests. “Well I can assure you that this is going to be a beyond Instagram worthy.” she joked with how specific the photo was seeming to be.

[brooklyn-rhodes]

loganehale‌:

“Which color do you like better?” Alex asked as she held up the two very different colors. “This is called Shadow, which I know what you’re thinking but it’s honestly one of the most beautiful grey purple colors I’ve ever seen.” Flipping the lid up so that they could see the color, before switching it out for her other paint can. “Or do you like Mountain air better? It’s a very crisp white honestly.” She explained before showing them that lid. “They want more a simplistic feel, but I can make both work. I’m just not sure which one works best you know. Thoughts on either colors or should I hit the paint store again?”

Brooke looked between both colors. “I mean both are really nice.” she shrugged. It was her way of saying this was not her area of knowledge. “But from a personal standpoint, I’m really liking the Shadow shade. White is a bit to blah for me. I would much rather a room has color and personality then just a white wall.” she shrugged. “But then again I don’t really know much about this field so.”

[brooklyn-rhodes]

dianacampbcll‌:

Initially she thought that the prices at her favourite cafe had gone up or maybe the new barista had simply pressed the wrong buttons on the till when her order had come to a different total from usual. But as she sat down to enjoy her coffee and muffin she discovered that she had double what she had asked for. Glancing around she searched for someone that she could give the spare one too. “Hello, excuse me.” Soft smile flickered over her lips, hesitancy in her tone as she spoke. “If you’d like it, there’s an untouched lemon and poppy seed muffin here.” There was a slight pause that she let hover in the air as she tried to find the best way to explain what happened and reassure them that there was no sort of catch to her offer. “I think there was some kind of miscommunication and they gave me two but I really don’t need them both.”

There was nothing Brooke loved more then a nice cafe. They were always so relaxing for her. It was usually her favorite place to do work or meet with potential clients. With her tablet in hand, she walked into a local cafe and as she looked around for an open seat, she noticed someone speaking to her. At first Brooke didn’t know what to think. “Oh well thank you. That’s very sweet. I would be happy to pay for you it since you ended up paying for both. I mean it’s the least I could do.”

[brooklyn-rhodes]

nathanwilkes‌:

Location: Covent Garden

Sunday’s were for being lazy, at least that was what Nathan had tried to tell himself over the last twenty years, so on this particular Sunday he’d made his way to Covent Garden to soak up the atmosphere and kill some time. He’d been stood in the square outside the church watching one of the street performers with a coffee in hand when he felt a jostle in the crowd. Glancing back over his shoulder, his brows knitted together for a moment, trying to locate the disturbance, but having no luck. When his attention turned back to the magician, a smile curving onto his lips, it happened again, this time enough to knock his coffee. He looked to the person to his left, frowning, “What’s going on back there?”

Brook was excited to enjoy a nice day outside with some coffee. One of the things about living in London that she noticed was that we enjoyed the outdoors a more. Brooke didn’t know what it was but there was just something the London atmosphere for her. As she settled in with her drink in hand, she heard a noise. “I don’t know, but I hope it’s not anything to serious.” she looked back at the guy, a little worried at what was going on. “Apart of me wants to try and figure out but I also don’t want to risk getting in the way of anything.”

[brooklyn-rhodes]

nhsinclair‌:

Location: Trafalgar Square

Sometimes, walks had their therapeutic effects. He got stressed trying to fix something on his boat that he decided to walk it off. No music through earphones, or anything to distract him with. Merely taking in the sights around of him, seeing what the people were up to in London that very Sunday. He got stopped in his tracks when he saw someone make a a rather frantic movement from the corner of his eye, causing him to look at them with an amused expression on his face. “No idea if that was planned or not, but it looked good. Good job.” He joked. 

If there was one thing Brooke protected with her life, it was her camera. It was an essential for her even if she wasn’t working with clients. She had taken it off from her neck earlier today and was looking through some photo while walking. Just as she was about to finish scrolling through felt herself lose a little balance and her camera fondling around in her hands as she tried to get a tighter grasp on it. It probably looked like some strange dance all while trying to make sure he camera didn’t break. “It wasn’t. But I’m glad I didn’t embarrass myself completely, even though I would make sure I go down before my camera.”