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katrina-unger·:

“At your age,” Katrina teased, sipping from her iced coffee. “The ultimate gift you can give that old woman is the promise of grandchildren. You’ve got–” she looked down at her phone to get the date, “About twenty days to deliver. No pressure.”

“What are you suggesting about my age?” Raising a brow, he pretended to be offended, scoffing a little. “Oh wow, well thank you for that. You sound exactly like my mom would right about now. ‘Just give me a grandchild, twenty days. There’s no pressure’...She used to say, take your time, no rush, find a good girl to marry first. Now she’s just like ‘ at least give me grandchildren before I die.’” 

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( text ) : all i’m saying is that your next houseguest had better not barge in on me in the shower demanding i wash the stolen dye from his hair. i’m not doing that a second time.

[text]: this happens once, and u will never let me forget this :P

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meredithayes·:

“Set a reminder in your phone, you dweeb. Come on, you know there’s ways to remember these sort of things. With the amount of technology we have, you have no excuse.” The brunette teased with a small shake of her head. “No, loser, don’t take her out. Buy her like an air fryer or a really nice bottle of wine. Or like one of those fancy wine openers. Get her something she can use all the time.”

“This you're telling to the guy who hired somebody to take care of all the social media for his business. I still own a flip phone. Does this thing even have alerts for that?” Caleb refused to get an upgrade no matter how many times somebody nagged him to. “Did you just really suggest I buy my mom an ‘air fryer’? I have no idea what that is.” A light chuckle escaped him. “You know I don’t really want to encourage anyone to drink wine all the time. It is good for your stomach every now and then. Come on, just help me make her a nice meal. You know you want to.”

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jocarmichael·:

There was something about the vintage clothing shop downtown that always drew Jo into its clutches ⏤ maybe it was the smell of old clothes, maybe it was the owner’s lazy eye that made browsing through the thousands of garments filling up the narrow storefront all the more enticing compared to the snazzy designer displays at Nordstrom. Standing at a rack of jackets, Jo lifted a fringed sleeve to her face and inhaled the scent of cow hide and must on a well-worn white leather jacket, as one might draw a deep breath in a meditative state. Her gaze lifted, only to lock eyes with the patron stood opposite her at another rack. Offering a half-hearted shrug, all she could say about being caught in the act was: “I wish I could say this isn’t what it looks like, but it’s exactly what it looks like.” Letting the sleeve drop back down, she smiled sheepishly. “Finding anything good? It’s been a rough go for me today. Usually by now I have an armful of things. Not my luck, I guess.”

Caleb’s style could be described as minimalist, so it wasn’t exactly unreasonable he’d find himself at a clothing shop as one like the vintage store. Most of his closet consisted of the numerous t-shirts he’d collected over the years at the t-shirt company he owned. He was all for promoting  Good Guys Clothing wherever he went, but there were those rare finds from vintage clothing that took up a third of his wardrobe. It was a good day as any other to find another piece to add to it. Though he hadn’t meant to, when he looked up from the rack in front of him, he saw Jo rubbing her nose against an article of clothing. Her words elicited an immediate chuckle, as he shook his head. “How else are you supposed to know it’s real leather?” he answered, clearly amused. “I don’t know, what do you think? Could I pull off this sweater, or would I look too much like Mister Rogers from the Neighborhood?” Lifting up a green sweater reminiscent of the one from the show, he realized at that point, even if he did, he’d still buy it.

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andrewsjamie·:

“Does she wear makeup? There’s this shop downtown where you can make your own custom shade of lipstick. It’s pretty cool. I’ve done it for myself before but you get to name it and everything so it might make for a cool gift.”

“She does, you know a little here and there. That doesn’t sound half bad, actually.. I probably would have never thought of that. If only I wasn’t such a guy about things like makeup. In my defense, I never had a sister? Thanks mom and dad,” he just laughed softly and shook his head. “I should also probably pay more attention to the kind of makeup she likes, or else I’ll just pick something completely random.”

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nathangarrettx·:

“Nah, don’t worry. I’d like to think that wouldn’t happen all that easily to me,” Nathan joked but appreciated the other man’s apology. He wasn’t usually this jumpy or distracted but tonight was just one of those nights. “It’s been a whirlwind,” Nathan admitted, brushing his hand through his hair with a sigh to push it back. Upon noticing the change of expression on the stranger’s face when he’d looked at his phone it was Nathan’s turn to ask: “Everything alright?” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the other’s observation and shook his head. “What gave you that idea?” Nathan asked, keeping his arms crossed which now seemed almost defensive. Talking about his feelings had never been a forte after all. “Yeah, I can somewhat relate to that,” he said, a faint smile tugging on his lips. “You play the guitar? I can’t do that but I do play the piano so when the…,” Nathan gestured at his head, “noise up there gets a little too loud I just drown it out, you know?”

“I mean, you do look like a healthy guy, you just never know,” he shook his head with another chuckle. “I might look like I’m healthy as a horse and end up in the hospital by weeks end. God only knows.” He could understand a ‘whirlwind’ and what that must have felt like. “Nah, it’s all good. I was waiting for somebody, but they just cancelled on me, which is cool. I don’t mind getting some air. Vaguely reminds me of when I used to live in Chicago.” For a moment, his gaze shifted to the skies and then their surroundings. It looked like it wanted to rain again. He turned back to him. “Well I don’t know, maybe you always look like you’re in deep thought, like what’s that statute called again? ‘The Thinker’.” Caleb hoped he didn’t take too much to heart his words.  He was just trying to make friendly conversation. “More or less,” he answered when asked if he played the guitar. “It’s just a hobby. I wouldn’t say I was like professional or anything. Ah, no way? The piano?” His brow raised. “That looks like it takes a little more skill than playing the acoustic. How long have you been playing for?”

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landonvolta·:

“Is this the part where I say I’m triggered and you console me about it?” He joked, the obvious sarcasm in his voice was followed with an amused smile. “Kidding, I learned how to wipe my own triggered tears a long time ago. Ya’ know, had to learn without a mother and all.” Again the sarcasm was evident. There was no telling if Landon was just messing with the guy or if he was being a smart-ass at this point but he was entertaining himself nonetheless. “So you’re a big anti-holiday guy, huh? I mean, gotta say I agree and I gotta be honest and say I use those excuses to get off work and drink to my advantage.” Landon added, as he looked at the other. “So I’m guessing with your dislike for any other holiday and your excitement for Mother’s Day must mean you’re pretty close with your mom? Her day beat out any and all reservations you have for other special type days. — and look, I hear coffee cups and overpriced wine usually make all the moms go wild.” 

Caleb initially thought he’d gotten himself into a bit of deep water.Thankfully, the sarcasm in his inflection soon manifested, and he couldn’t feel as guilty anymore for what he’d said. There was still a slight twinge of culpability, thinking he’d brought up something like an old wound that would never quite heal on its’ own. “You had me there for a second...” Relief was a good way to describe the way he felt. “I thought you’d take this opportunity to kick my a’ — or in the very least just throw something.” A bit of a suppressed laugh escaped him like a cough. “I respect your honesty,” he told him with a slight nod and small smile. “If you ask me, most ‘holidays’ are really just pagan and not really ‘holy’ as the word holiday seems to suggest. Christmas celebrates the supposed birth of Jesus, but nowhere in the Bible does it ever give a specific date for that. If you search a little bit deeper, then you find that December 25th is ‘traditionally’ known as Nimrod’s birthday, also Osiris, Jupiter.. basically, other representations of the child-God of the Babylonian religion system. Again, pagan. Same thing with Easter, which I won’t even get into, because I’ll just end up going off on multiple tangents, and you probably don’t want me to do that.” He chuckled, mostly to himself. “Yeah, you could say pretty close. I think I call her more times than she likes to call me. I’m just obnoxious like that. Probably don’t need a ‘special type’ day to treat her to anything, but I mean, work gets busy, so why not? I don’t think you can ever go wrong with expensive, luxurious wine, huh? Do you drink any? Thanks for the tip. That helps.”  

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rhysainswcrth·:

“I don’t know much about gardening, but could get her tickets to one of the exhibits at the art museum. Heard some boys at the precinct talking it up. Now she’s starting to sound like my mom, and I’m wondering if that’s not what all mothers secretly want. What, not ready to settle yourself down?”

“Yeah? Honestly, that would be cool. I don’t think she’d expect that, especially coming from me. That makes it sound like she has low expectations, but I like to set the bar a little high.” Caleb chuckled a little at his next words. “Oh, not yours too. My mom always bugs me about it, in a cute way. No, it’s not that — I would love to, just haven’t found that right person. At this point, I feel like as long as I got somebody pregnant, my mom would be over the moon.” It was mostly a joke, but he wasn’t about to put that past her either.

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garrettxbooth·:

His green hues traveled down to the logo and nodded in approval. “Does Good Guys mean anything or is just a cool name?” He asked out of curiosity. It was a good looking shirt and Garrett enjoyed collecting t-shirts from different place and people. After all, a t-shirt and black jeans were often his go to outfit. “One of my part time jobs in high school was with a carpenter and he taught me a few things. I like working with my hands so it seemed like a logical next career move.”

“Ah, nah, just a cool name I guess. My college buddy came up with it actually, and it just stuck ever since. Helped out a lot, since I was always stumped with the name. I knew I wanted to do something with t-shirts and graphics. Our sales mostly come from online, but who knows, maybe one day we’ll open up a store front.” He would just need some more money for that, but it wasn’t completely out of the realm of possibility. “Nice. Maybe you can teach me how to build some things. I’d like to be more of a handyman myself.”

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nathangarrettx·:

It wasn’t unusual for Nathan to go outside of a bar to take a little break – even when he wasn’t going for a smoke. It made for a good excuse though because not a lot of people would understand him if he told them he was simply getting a little overwhelmed by the chatter and the noise inside. Right now though, Nathan was focused on nothing but the thoughts that ran through his mind and the cigarette he’d been holding between his fingers. He really needed to quit – or at least cut down. He was ripped from his mind when suddenly another male stood in front of him. He was quick to shake his head, waving him off. “No, no that’s fine. I wasn’t paying attention,” Nathan added with a reassuring grin and a shrug. “Yeah, sure – it’s been a long week, really,” he said, crossing his arms to shield himself from the cool air while giving himself something to do as he leaned against the wall with his side again.

“Still though, I’d feel pretty horrible if I was the one to give you a heart attack, for any reason.” A small, soft chuckle escaped him. He did feel bad about giving him a fright, even if it was unintended. “Yeah, I get that. Some weeks just feel like they drag on,” he replied with a slight nod. The person Caleb was waiting for had just sent him a message saying they wouldn’t be able to make it after all. This brought somewhat of a frown to his face, as he read the message over. It wasn’t their fault, he supposed. He stuffed his phone away into the pocket of his jacket. “It looks like you got a lot going on in your head,” he observed. “Usually when that happens to me, I just bust out the acoustic and strum away. It helps me forget about things, at least for a moment.”

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verospence·:

“When is Mother’s Day?” Veronica questioned before quickly rolling her eyes. “Not that I actually plan on wasting a dime on, but I should probably be aware when the passive aggressive text messages will be starting up.”

“Not for another three weeks. I think it falls on May 12th this year.” He could have frowned when he heard those words. Not everyone had a great relationship with their mother or father. “I guess some communication is better than no communication, or maybe not, you know.”

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rhysainswcrth·:

“Better to be early with that kind of stuff, right? Well — what’s her niche? Does she like collecting garden gnomes, or even those tiny spoons?”

“Unless I want her to come to town with me being all empty-handed. Neither,” he gave a short chuckle at that. “She does like gardening though. Mostly into art, painting, things like that. The best gift would probably be her finding out she’s going to be a grandma, but that’s for sure out of the question for now.”

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meredithayes‌:

“Never too early to talk about gifts, my friend. What’re her interests? She like to cook? Or maybe she’s big on wine? Those both things give some good options.” 

“Especially when I’m such a scatterbrain and will forget your birthday up until the day before or even the day of,” Caleb chuckled and shook his head. “Hm, instead of taking her out for some wine and dine, I could always do it myself? Except I’m pretty much hopeless in a kitchen..”

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garrettxbooth‌:

“I’d hate to promote my business, but I think I’d be a fool if I didn’t. I’m a carpenter and last year I made a garden bench for my mom for her birthday and she flipped out. I could build something for you to get away from those stereotypical gifts.”

“Nothing wrong with a little shameless self-promoting. I sell shirts online, like the one I’m wearing,” he looked down and stretched out his shirt to point it out. It was a plain white v-neck that had the ‘Good Guys’ logo on it. “That’s not a terrible idea. I may have to take you up on that. How’d you get into all that?”

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adrimaldo‌:

“I know what you mean–why not take her out to lunch?  Or maybe a mini shopping spree? I bet she’ll just really appreciate you being with her–not to go all cliche on you.”

He chuckled softly. “That sounds exactly what my mom would tell me. I like to go for the ‘Wow!’ factor, I guess. This year I just want to get a little more creative and think outside the box. I’m sure she’d love just about anything like a finger painting of my hand, you know like those very first gifts you’d give when you were like five.”

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landonvolta‌:

“Dude, you’re asking the wrong guy.” Landon spoke directly, looking at the other male before shrugging his shoulders almost in a nonchalant type of way. “I didn’t even know Mother’s Day was coming up.” 

“Ah, my bad. I was just thinking out loud.” He realized not everybody was keen on celebrating the day for various reasons, just like he wouldn’t exactly look forward to Father’s day or any other day for that matter. “It's May 11th or 12th. I don’t usually celebrate ‘holidays’ actually...most are pretty pointless and a complete waste of money. Most people will just use the day as an excuse to drink a bunch of alcohol.”