Claire Keane
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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“Locked out?” Harper laughed. “Of course not, I just feel like standing outside my house in the middle of the night. Who wouldn’t?”
“People with keys to their house?” Rowan couldn’t help but smirk at her bitter reply, opening the door to his home with a wink before he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. A few moments later he reappeared with a lock picking kit and two beers, one that he sipped at as he moved over to her. “Want some help?” He outstretched the second beer along with a bottle opener.
“Oh shit.” Luna stopped short of hitting them with the bat in her hands. “You-you scared me…. I forgot you had a key now.”
“Jesus!” Rowan jumped, instinctively moving to shield himself just as he saw her swing and dropping the slice of cake he’d brought her along with his own. “Christ almighty Babe Ruth! Well I had cake..” He stated as he stared at the mess at his feet, clearly annoyed now. “Did you not get my text?”
Nothing is perfect, but your imperfections are quaint Your love is worth it and for that I will wait….
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Everything I did before was just so lame. // Hindsight (Pilot)
Send “Lawd” if your muse finds mine attractive.
swimminem:
Emily’s brows furrowed.
“It doesn’t seem that hard to spell…”
She released a huge sigh of relief once the other had stated that she wasn’t in trouble and then gave a 500% tip.
“He said he’d be back in an hour or two and—-”
She checked her watch.
“—-he’s already been gone for about thirty minutes. You’re welcome to wait here until he gets back though, if you’d like.”
“Tell that to Stacey at Starbucks.”
Rowan managed a smile as the other relaxed a little, listening as she spoke and even checking her own watch to see what time it was. When the girl offered for her to wait for the male she shook her head, slowly but surely realizing how bad of an idea this had been.
“Umm.. I don’t know, maybe. I may just come back in a few hours and see if he’s around. Maybe get another overpriced coffee.”
She teased gently, readjusting her laptop bag on her shoulder.
swimminem:
“Have you been to Starbucks lately?”
She laughed nervously and accepted the bill anyway. Hearing the stranger’s words, she had a mini heart attack. Certainly she wasn’t that disgruntled with the price. She bit her lip, feeling slightly awkward.
“Oh, uh, he’s not in right now. I could give him your number if you’d like for him to call you or something…?”
“Nah, they can never spell my name right. Rowan is apparently too hard of a name to spell.”
Rj watched as the girl got tense, probably feeling like she was going to get in trouble. It made the female laugh, covering her mouth to silence it before she dropped a 5 in the tip jar.
“No that’s fine. Do you know when he might be in? And don’t worry, you’re not in trouble I was just kidding about the coffee prices..”
Break my character's heart in one sentence:
”______ has passed away.”
“The doctors just told me that you can no longer _______.”
“Your ______ was stolen.”
“The diagnosis just came back. ________ has stage four cancer. He/She doesn’t have much time left.”
”_______ has gone missing.”
“I’m so sorry… I lost your ______.”
“(Your) _______ burned in the fire.”
Ezra Fitz in S06E06 No Stone Unturned
swimminem:
“Oh, it’s just a dollar. Don’t worry about it.”
“Expensive cup of coffee.” The words made her smirk, shaking her head as she dropped a dollar on the counter and grabbed her coffee. “Do you know where I could find the owner? Ezra Fitz?”
Sometimes all she wants is to sit on your lap while she talks about her day
Rowan||Emma
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“You are aware it should be a crime to be as beautiful as you are, right? Somebody needed to let you know before you ended up on a wanted poster, Em.”