Charming, but Not Sincere

31. Defense Attorney. Smug Bastard. He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place - well then, game over. var sc_project=11871201; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="a585dbda";

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lucybethbarton‌: 

Lucy diligently put a new little tick next to the just found list item and scanned to find the next thing on the list that would require the least amount of walking to get to. She was starting to regret not accepting the greeter’s offer of the riding cart, but she knew accepting it would have prompted some sort of disapproving look from her ex and that just wasn’t the sort of added stressor she was willing to deal with today. 

Turning her attention back to said Stressor, seeing him eyeing a different colored crib scared her. A million different scenarios of things that her hormone-flooded brain just knew he would mess up cycled through her head and just made her more and anxious. Her hands folded over her stomach, trying to ground herself before she really started spiraling. “Speaking of which, are you going to be able to fit a rear-facing carseat in that thing?”

Cary found it hilarious the way Lucy clearly had trouble controlling her emotions during pregnancy. It was almost as if they came on faster than she realized, and it took her brain a second to catch up and train her face to a more neutral position. It was the closest thing he could find to an endearing quality, mostly because it gave him a hint on when he was touching a nerve, even in the circumstances where she certainly didn’t want him to know. 

“Luce, it’s a baby, not two nurseries full of supplies,” he chuckled lightly, his teasing tone almost enough to be considering fond, were it not for the very nature of their relationship. “He’ll fit. I even made a playlist with The Wiggles and all that shit so he can listen to it in the car...” 

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kevhoffman‌: 

“You’re giving Clooney a run for his money, my handsome friend, I’m just playing.” Kevin smirked, knowing that the issue of ageing was never really fun for anyone. As Cary continued the blonde let out a soft laugh and shook his head at the fact that his friend was here to boost his confidence despite the fact that the topic of discussion was kind of unimportant. “I think the horny housewives all read…what’s that one with Dr. Grey or whatever—Fifty Shades of Grey! That’s it. I don’t think that Grey dude has any greys, either.” Shrugging his shoulders, he looked towards Cary in amusement. “Besides, I’m off the market.”

“Well, it’s just good to know you’ve got your options open. Should anything happen...” Cary’s opinion on relationships and monogamy were well-documented, and he never held much stake in relationships standing the test of time. His parents being the obvious exception, but god bless all the other losers who tried... Except his friends - he always strongly advised them getting out early. 

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kevhoffman‌: 

“Dude, can’t you see I’m on the brink of a style crisis here and instead of helping, you’re throwing grey hair into the mix?” Kevin let out out a soft laugh and shook his head. “I’m willing to forgive, though, I know you’re just projecting the sadness over your own grey hairs onto me, my man.” 

“Whatever. If Clooney can rock it, so can I.” In truth, Cary was not nearly so cavalier about the whole aging process, but he was a master of denial. “Look, so what if it’s Edward Cullen? You’ll have lonely, horny housewives hanging all over you... That, and teenaged girls, but steer clear of those ones.” 

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xoxolennox‌: 

Lennox shrugged. They didn’t see a problem with being high brow, frankly. “I think the granny part is pretty self-explanatory, and I work at a clothing company, so most people are gonna recognize a Givenchy,” they said. “But even so I wouldn’t mind explaining.” Or basically they wouldn’t mind pointing out they were wearing designer. “I’m not really big on Halloween so at least I’m doing it my way.”

“Well, at least you know your audience,” Cary shrugged. “I only know Hugo Boss because it’s on the label and the people at the store tell me it is...” He wasn’t entirely fashion-challenged - he knew a good suit when he saw it - but he only cared in so far as it related to him. “I’m not big on Halloween, either. I think once you reach my age, getting too invested just comes across as sad...” 

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lucybethbarton‌: 

Target, the afternoon of October 14th.

Lucy still regretted pressing send on the text message which invited her ex-fiance to come shopping with her for the nursery she was setting up in her spare room. But she had to admit that it was going to be nice to not have to find an employee to lift the more heavy items for her. The only things she’d been able to bring herself to purchase so far were some diapers, a few onesies, and a teddy bear. She knew she needed to get in gear, because the baby would be here by Christmas and she wasn’t going to want to be doing all of it nine months pregnant. 

“The dove grey one, I think,” she pointed out the exact model to Cary. “The safety rating is great, and the reviews all seemed pretty good when I was looking them up last night.” It was also just cute, but she didn’t think that would be a good enough explanation for him.

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Cary was trying his hardest to be civil, so when Lucy invited him nursery shopping, he bit his tongue and agreed. After all, he needed to do some shopping of his own, and while he’d never admit it, he didn’t feel particularly equipped enough to do it unsupervised.  

He grabbed the box in question. Despite coming unassembled, it was still fairly large, but he managed to fit it in the cart with enough room to stack a second box on top of it. This one in the more sleek white, which would go better in his own condo. “Thank God I borrowed the truck from one the guys. No way this would all fit in my Beemer...” 

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kevhoffman‌: 

“So, I asked for R-Patz but I’m pretty sure I got Edward Cullen circa 2008 and I just, I don’t know, I really don’t think that I have the head shape to pull that whole Twilight thing off, y’know?” Kevin sighed out heavily before hearing a little laugh come from behind him. Glancing back to the person stood behind him in the line for their fix of caffeine, he raised an eyebrow and pointed to his freshly cut hair. “Oh, God. It’s totally Twilight, isn’t it?” 

“Everything about what you just said is troublesome to me,” Cary chuckled, effortlessly ribbing him. “I dunno, man, it looks like hair. I’m only surprised there isn’t already grey in it...”

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[1995lahaine]

i am always kidding but i am also always serious. do not underestimate me

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corthorne‌: 

Corrine was exhausted. She’d just finished teaching her last ballet class for the day and her babysitter had dropped the kids off to her, so it seemed that she couldn’t even catch a moment to herself to wind down from the day. Instead, she was stuck with two rambunctious children who wanted to go out for ice cream and see a movie, when she just wanted to go home and rest for a while. Despite the yelling and screaming coming from the kids wanting her to hurry up, she’d managed to change into her street clothes and shove her things in her duffel bag, slinging it over her shoulder.

As she left the studio, Clara insisting that she be allowed to push Fritz in his stroller, Corrine watched closely as her two children walked ahead of her on the sidewalk, never wanting to stray to far behind in case Clara accidentally let go of the stroller. When the little girl turned a corner, she followed close enough behind to see her ram the stroller directly into someone’s legs. “Clara!” She closed the few paces that were between them, swatting the five year old’s hands away from the stroller and taking the handles in her own hands. “I’m so sorry about that,” She lifted her gaze and looked up at the person, an embarrassed smile on her lips. “Are you alright?” @wilmingtonstarters

Cary had been so caught up in emails on his phone that he didn’t even notice the stroller coming his way until it had collided with his shin. There’d probably be a bruise, but the pain was already subsiding, and with a look at the little girl behind the wheel, he knew he couldn’t get too upset. “Don’t worry about it,” he assured the mother, shaking it off. “It’s only a leg. I’ve got two of them...” He said it more for the benefit of the girl, hoping he might get a smile. With his own little one on the way, he found himself more closely attuned to children than he had before. 

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xoxolennox‌: 

@wilmingtonstarters

“So at work we’re throwing a Halloween party, and we have to wear our costumes all day – which, like, seriously? We’re not twelve. But whatever.” Lennox nudged the shopping bag on the floor with their foot. “I took the excuse to go shopping and got a cardigan, coke bottle glasses and temporary gray hair dye. Throw all that on over a Givenchy I found in a consignment shop on Madison Avenue and I’m Givenchy Granny.” 

“That’s very... highbrow of you,” Cary said amusedly. He never put much thought into his costumes. Lucy used to plan their couple’s costumes when they were together and after, well... he’d never really cared that much to begin with. “Is that something recognizable, or will you be spending the whole day explaining yourself?” 

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liliberks‌: 

Lili folded her arms across her chest, waiting for an explanation. She knew she probably shouldn’t be pushing Cary as much as she was; there was only so much patience anyone had before they cracked, and Cary was no exception. But at the same time she had to needle him a little bit more than she might have, in a normal situation, because he wasn’t budging. And all she was trying to do was get him to see that she was there for him, same as she’d always been. “Alright, well, explain both to me, then. I’m sure you’re angry at me because I’m being annoying, and I get that, but I don’t get why you’re angry at yourself.”

He sighed. The big, dramatic kind, like he was trying to release all the tension in his body. It didn’t work, but the effort at least gave him some satisfaction. “I’m mad that I even slept with her. I mean, it shouldn’t have happened for a million reasons, but the one I keep coming back to is that it feels like she won. Like sleeping with her was admitting defeat, or that I’m not over her somehow. Which I am, but good luck convincing anyone of that now. And I’m mad that I was so stupid. I always use a condom. I’m always safe. And the one time I’m not... It’s just- it’s her and it’s this.” 

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wadewalkcr‌: 

“Wait—,” Wade shifted in his seat and leaned forward. “You’re fuckin’ kidding me right?” He was still in the midst of chewing and swallowing down his bite of food but couldn’t hold back comment. “They’re taking Friends off Netflix?” When it came to keeping up with shows and all the ways to stream, Wade was way far behind. He mostly knew that a show like that was huge and still had a big fanbase and he couldn’t understand the move. “I keep hearing shit about Netflix—,” he didn’t even have an account, “sounds like someone needs to come up with something better.” The beer in his hand he finally brought to his mouth for a drink then set it down. “Alright, tell me— what would your Shark Tank idea be?”     @wilmingtonstarters

“I’ve gotta admit, man, you never struck me as the type to get outraged about Friends of all things,” Cary chuckled. “My Shark Tank idea is fewer streaming services. Netflix, Amazon, Hulu... Now Disney and Apple are coming out with something, too? That shit’s crazy.” 

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zeynep-a‌: 

Location >> (King Neptune Restaurant)

Open to all

Zeynep slumped into the seat across from whom she assumed was one of her coworkers at their regular table the diner for their weekly book club meeting, which mostly doubled as a wine night and shit-talking session since nobody ever had time to read the book of the month. She was so drained from the sixteen hours she’d put in at the station she hadn’t bothered to look up or even say hello before she dove right into the menu. “Think I’m getting the shrimp and grits this time..you only live once but if you do it right, once is enough, or however that saying goes,” she said, peering over her menu only to find a complete stranger sitting before here. “Oh, gosh, I really need to pay more attention. I’m Zey, welcome! You must be new to the club. What’d you think of this month’s book? New people usually come all prepared and ready to have an actual discussion. I can’t speak anyone else, but I  only read the cover myself, I’m totally here for the wine,” she chuckled sticking out her hand. 

Cary’s most recent pro bono case didn’t feel comfortable with the formality of the Turner & West offices, and had instead suggested King Neptune as a meeting location. It was certainly a bit unorthodox, but after the meeting had concluded, he stayed behind to finish up his notes. There was no point in going back to the office at this hour, and it was best to get his thoughts out while they were still fresh in his mind. 

He looked up as he heard someone sit at the table, sure for a moment the client had come back with further thoughts before hearing the woman launch into a tirade about seafood and, from what he could gather, some sort of book club. “Well, then you’ve gotten further than me,” he replied in amusement. “’Fraid you  might have the wrong table.” 

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