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@carrick-mad
glitter
glitter: describe someone special to you.
I’m not ready to answer this question
champagne
champagne: what topic could you talk about for hours?
Books
Roses
roses: If it had to be winter, autumn, spring or summer for the rest of your life, which would you choose?
Probably winter
🌹 luxury asks. 🌹
bubble bath: do you have any routines before bedtime? like skin care, etc. what are they?
champagne: what topic could you talk about for hours?
crushed velvet: have you ever used your charm to get something you want?
diamonds: how do you feel about excessively spending money?
faux fur: describe your wardrobe.
glitter: describe someone special to you.
gold: describe what you would call the most perfect meal.
jazz: name a song that resonates with you and your emotions. explain the reason why.
lace: what is something in your life completely different from last year?
lingerie: do you consider yourself a promiscuous person?
lipstick: do you enjoy talking to strangers?
pearls: what’s something about your personality that surprises others?
penthouse: what would you consider your dream home? describe it.
perfume: if you could make your own signature fragrance, what would it smell like?
robe: how do you prepare for an evening alone with a loved one/date?
roses: If it had to be winter, autumn, spring or summer for the rest of your life, which would you choose?
satin: what is your most favorite article of clothing?
sheet mask: what’s your favorite lazy activity?
silk: do you have more inner or outer beauty?
silver: do you have any obscure hobbies? what are they?
sparkling water: what are your top three songs for the summer?
wine: what kind of drunk are you (happy/affectionate, angry, sad, fun/wild)? if you don’t drink, what kind do you think you WOULD be?
@augustamadscn
Since Carrick wasn’t working until later that day at the garage and he couldn’t focus on the wood chair he had been working on, he decided he needed a run. Changing his work clothes for a pair of trousers, a t-shirt and a sweatshirt and saving the pack of cigarettes of lighter in the trousers’ pocket, off he went. Ot was one of thpse days that guilt was consuming him, how many times was he told he had not been the one causing the car accident Carrick couldn’t remember and part of him understood it but the other part... the part that had sworn to protect the two people he loved the most, couldn’t.
On the track, Carrick tried to think of anything else, stuff he had to do later at the garage, a wood table he had to pull, he also needed to get food becuase there was nothing in his fridge and cabinets. Before he could really think about it, he changed his usual route heading elsewhere, uncounsciously taking a path he knew too well. In a matter of twenty more minutes running, Carrick got to the lighthouse; thinking that subconsciouly he needed to talk with its keeper.
This had been exactly the way Augusta and him had met a while ago, he had been running around the area and they happened to be there. He couldn’t remember how was it that they realized they were both in the same boat but talking to them almost always helped him and Carrick hoped he helped Augusta as well.
“Hey, you.” He called when he found them. “Thought I’d stop by for a while.”
sadie carter
She couldn’t help but give the smallest roll of her eyes with the comment of her apparence. “Jeeze, thanks.” Letting it roll of her tongue she knew it wasn’t meant with any maliceand he was just teasing. “I’ll add full make up the next time I go for a jog.” Oh she would never do that, even if she thought it would be funny for a moment, that moment would pass and reality would still be there. “Look at you go, I’m almost proud.” Commenting as she started to fuss with her own hair, pulling it out to the side of her shoulder, tucking the lose pieces behind an ear. “Finishing,” she had more to go but her mind was being engulffed by the events from the day before and it wasn’t going to be helpful to fixate on them. “What about you? Out of a walk or…?”
“I knew you’d be.” The corner of his lip curled up. Tucking the cigarette between his lips, Carrick covered it to lit it up, taking a long drag and blowing the smoke out. Smoking had always been a part of him, although in a much less usual form, he’d smoke when he was out with friends in a party of get-together. now it lingered to an addiction, having cigarette after cigarette, he dreaded the nicotine that kept him from going wild, that kept the boosts of adrenaline that could lead him to unconsciously hurt himself. He figured it was better than drinking and becoming an alcoholic. “FInished jogging..” Carrick said, exhaling. “What you’re up to now?”
You want to turn these, these scumbags into heroes with no one knowing what they were?
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sadie carter
”One visit is one too many for any ER room,” she couldn’t help but point out knowing that things happen, sometimes a trip to the ER was called for but in the eyes of a clinic it was one too many. –still it wasn’t like she could complain about the encounters on a personal level, somehow the more she would help patch him up the more she willing to see him outside the patient label. Wasn’t like it was anything official and it was a wonderful way to release some stress. “Last night, pretty much dropped my bag at the door and passed out for twelve hours.” Answering she shifted her weight on her feet giving him a small smile. “Did you manage to keep yourself in one piece while I was gone?”
Carrick nodded in understanding as Sadie told him about her arrival. He could say it was the reason why he did’t travelled but that would be a lie. The only place he could go was home back at Idaho but memories hunted there and he couldn’t deal with his family excesive love and obvious attempt to help him. There would never be such a thing for him. So as a result, it had been a whole year since he went to see them. “Damn. Twelve? Looks like you only had one.” He teased, no smile on his lips. At her question, Carrick opened his arms side to side. “Still in one piece. Not even a band-aid.” Tapping the pocket of his trousers, he grabbed his pack of cigarettes adn lighter. “You finished here or just starting?”
sadie carter
Her thoughts were all over the place, starting from the lack of real food in her home to the idea that maybe, just maybe one day she could fly again without needing someone doing the heavying lifting. Bouncing back and forth like a ping pong ball in her mind as the jog was supposed to calm her, order her thoughts. Today it seems like it was doing nothing but making it worse. Taking a deep breath, she steady her breathing, letting out an long exhale before catching a man’s voice. “They sent me as a precaution,” teasing a bit as she turned to face him. “Looks bad on the clinic if the same patient keeps showing up with a wood working cut.”
“It was three times in the last two months. I wouldn’t say it’s that much of a big deal.” He arched his brows, one corner of his mouth up. That was how they have met when Carrick arrived to Norhill a year ago and not so long afer that he started working as mechanic. After that he came back while he was working with wood on his backyard. And things pciked up between them. Not that Carrick was friendly nowadays nor soemone who laughed or smiled a lot but the woman didn’t seem to mind. And of course, he would always address to her as Carter, since pronouncing her name would only add to his personal pain. “When did you come back?” He asked, running a hand through his shoulder-length hair.
cpacarter:
After what seem like a long trip home Sadie had spent the rest of the evening doing absolutely nothing. Her brain seemed like it turned into a fresh mush from information overload where all she wanted to do was sleep. The long-awaited sleep turned into a solid twelve hours where the blonde slumbered with no intentions of getting up before eight. Sadie had pulled herself up out of bed and into jogging clothes to fall back into her normal routine. Hitting the half way point of the jog she came to a stop, inhaling sharply she wondered if she could forgo going to the grocery store one day or if it was time to be an adult again.
Running was something that had always helped Carrick, even as a kid he would run to distract his mind, to keep his anxiety low since he was a quite active child, and right now as an adult his anxiety levels were off the chart and running helped. Every day he got up at five in the morning and ran until half past seven, sometimes until eight when he had to go to the workshop because if he stopped... he couldn’t stop. He was reaching the end of his circuit when he saw someone else afar, a blonde he knew well. He slowed down, controlling his breathing as he stopped near Sadie. “I don’t remember calling for a nurse?” Carrick said in his particular and weird way to attempt a light conversation.