does the “i slept with you the other day and i didnt know we had a mutual friend and now we’re sitting across each other for brunch and it’s awkward because i ran out when you were asleep” au exist bc i need that fic

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does the “i slept with you the other day and i didnt know we had a mutual friend and now we’re sitting across each other for brunch and it’s awkward because i ran out when you were asleep” au exist bc i need that fic
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alessa: they might be yes, venturing up to go skiing
alessa: busy this weekend?
jason: i'm suddenly very very free!!!
jason: are U busy this weekend?
open text -- suggested connection -- gf, fwb, anyone
christian: a little birdy told me that you parents are out of town this weekend??
christian: is that true?????
i’m super bored and just trying to reply to anything and everything. so like this for a reverse starter call or check out my muses and see if you want to plot!
( based on bullet three. )
sadie swore under her breath as her gaze fell upon her shelf of items in the bathroom. they’d made a rule after the breakup; a rule that she, apparently, was the only one following: hands off each others stuff. and yet… it had happened again. snatching the bottle from the shelf, sadie exited the bathroom and all but stormed into the kitchen. “listen, i’m not trying to start a fight,” she spoke with a slight edge to her voice. “but if you don’t stop letting your one-night stands use my expensive shampoo, we’re going to have a problem.”
lettie pretended not to notice her roommate as she stormed into the kitchen, disturbing a perfectly peaceful breakfast. “sorry, fancy pants,” she huffed, not looking up from her phone. she didn’t seem to have the same attachment to her shampoo as sadie did, so it was hard for her to sympathize with her reaction. “i wasn’t in there with her, for once,” she said, briefly looking up at the girl, “so i wasn’t really in control of the shampoo.” this was the natural kind of conflict that arose between exes who were still living together, and it was honestly something that lettie quite enjoyed. “want me to see if she’ll give it back?”
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❛ &. ┊ COOPER, JACK. ╱ caelestes·.
THE UNEXPECTED COMPANY HAD been rather nice and while Phillipa had been crashing at her cousin’s, who had left for work at an ungodly hour that morning, it was kind of neat to hear about this mysterious neighbor of theirs. Jack sounded like a dream and she rather enjoyed indulging the older woman in conversation about her favorite son. She never really got that with her own parents and it saddened her sometimes in the midst of pride of laughter she shared with this stranger. She was almost sad to see her go when said neighbor came back for his visit. Afterward, Phillipa didn’t think too much on it and went back to making her fourth cup of coffee and grabbing a donut- with sprinkles. When there was yet another unexpected knock, her eyes rolled upward in silent prayer for strength before she shuffled around Bones to the door. “Is he not- oh, you- are not the nice old lady from earlier,” she commented looking up at the rather handsome man. “It’s too early for a strip-o-gram, and you’re not dressed for a date, … you must be Jack.”
jack waited patiently at the door for just a few moments. he was perfectly fine maybe just slipping the young lady a hand-written note or maybe leaving something at her door if she weren’t to answer. in fact, that was the more desirable scenario in his mind, because he really wasn’t looking to make friends. his neighbors really didn’t know him, and he liked it that way. but, all his plans were foiled when the door swung open and there was a lady behind the door. however, it was not the lady that he was expecting. from his memory - which was good, for the most part - this was not his neighbor. “uh, no,” he shook his head, face not moving much. “i’m not.” his brain was running a mile a minute trying to remember what his neighbor really looked like. “i am jack. nice to meet you,” he said with a small smile, not extending a hand, because that was sore from practice earlier. “i just wanted to stop by and say thank you for hosting my mom earlier. i got caught up at work.”
additionally.. i’ll also plot on discord if that’s what you’re into! check out my muses and wanted plots to see if anything piques your interest!
as an amendment to THIS post…,,, regarding an informal small group rp…… we’ve decided to make a discord chat to discuss what tf is gonna be up ! so UH if u want a lowkey, relaxed lil group to join for ??? who knows how long n just WRITE. like this and ill send msg u w that discord link. it’ll b fun and we will b ur friends !
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luke: ugh i'm sorry i had to take max home he was so drunk
luke: do u want me to come back
luke: even just to take u home
open starter: ex
fallon knocked on his door, anxiously looking over her shoulder. she and her boyfriend had broken up a few days ago (over something that had now slipped her mind) and she had been under what felt like constant surveillance by the paparazzi ever since. although it probably wasn’t the best idea to see him this soon after the breakup, because she was still overly distraught, she didn’t know what else to do. as the door opened, she took a deep breath before blurting out, ‘i still hate you, but i just can’t get away from the paparazzi and i don’t know what to do,’ tears welling in her eyes.
open starter based on this
jack led his mom out the door of his apartment building, thanking her for coming (accompanied by a big hug, of course) and watching her get safely into her car and drive away. he had been running late at “work,” or, realistically, trying to get a little extra training in before his fight tomorrow. his little underground job was not something that he readily shared with his family - or anyone, really. but, it was what he liked to do and what he was good at. now he had another person to thank. his neighbor - whose name he couldn’t exactly remember - had very courteously hosted his mother until he got back. he couldn’t imagine all that this poor woman went through while listening to his mother probably just try to tell baby stories about him or complain about the wifi in her apartment. walking up to her door, he gave it a firm knock, trying to get this over quickly.
pls i want to do m is secretly an underground fighter and f is a nurse. m and f live next to each other in their apartment building and always pass each other but never acknowledge each other because f is too scared and m is generally disinterested. then one morning f gets a knock at her door and it’s m’s mom, who came in to surprise him, but he isn’t answering his door, so f hosts m’s mom for a few hours until m comes home. then m’s mom raves about f and how amazing she is and when she leaves, m comes over to f’s to thank her and finally notices how pretty she is and asks her on a date. f accepts but is still sorta scared of m and they go on the date and f slowly warms up to m and they go on more dates and then m has to break it to little caring nervous f that he’s a fighter and !!! !!!!
heyyyyy all !!! i’m trying to revamp this blog. i’m going to post some starters, but also check out my characters to see if you want to plot. and, give me a follow and i’ll follow back!
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