everyone with a heart deserves to be saved.

[charlotte-gilmore]

Sitting at The Foundry Bar, the flight of signature cocktails lined up in front of her, Charlie turned to the woman next to her with a wide grin. “So, I have a sneaking suspicion that I’m going to like every single one of these and I’m therefore going to order each of these in a full size glass... so your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to make sure my drunk ass doesn’t fall into the harbor once we leave here and go to get on that boat. What do you say?” She asked, biting back a laugh as she stared at Olivia, awaiting an answer. ( @oliviaclxrke )

[charlotte-gilmore]

“Okay okay okay, shhh.” Charlie said, bringing a hand up to her lips and indicating for the blonde next to her to quiet down while her own laughter shook her body. “He’s gonna hear us and he’s not going to drink it.” She said as she poured a bit of hazy emerald liquid into one of the potion vials Issy had brought with her onto the boat before picking up the flask she had next to her and taking another drink from it. The two of them had come up with an idea the other night- spiking the blonde’s famous witches brew with another potion that would turn the consumer’s skin different shades of different colors and patterns. It was Halloween, after all, and the girls figured it’d just be a good addition to anyone’s costume. They’d rationalized (at least, as much as two drunk witches could rationalize) that they were doing a public service, livening things up, making them better, a thought proven (at least to them) right when the man’s skin began to turn an incredible shade of turquoise. 

“Is, look.” She said with a grin, nudging the blonde to get her to look up. “He’s magnificent.”

[charlotte-gilmore]

She’d been out dancing, the sound of the music and the alcohol coursing through her making her feel happier than she had in weeks. Her and Connor had finally made up, their weeks of not talking had taken a toll on both of them, and while the two best friends had already spent more than enough time making up for lost time, Charlie still hadn’t seen Dash. She wasn’t sure where they stood with each other, and even after a long talk with her best friend she still wasn’t sure if pursuing anything with the oldest Hastings was a good idea. Not after the trouble their tryst had already caused for both them and Connor. So she’d been avoiding him, at work, in the streets, even at his own home. It was cowardly, she knew that, and it didn’t mean he hadn’t been on her mind more often than not, but Charlotte Gilmore was scared of her feelings and their consequences, so she avoided them.

She’d been doing a pretty good job so far, but it seemed the universe had decided to step in. She was leaving the dance floor and headed towards the bar when the sound of her name being called caused her head to turn, her attention shifted from the path in front of her, and she ran directly into him. “Oh god, I’m so sorry!” She apologized quickly, head snapping back around to see who’d she’d run in to, her eyes going slightly wide and breath hitching in her throat when she realized it was him. “Are-” She began after a brief pause, clearing her throat, “Are you okay? I didn’t see you there.” ( @dashhastings )

[charlotte-gilmore]

“Come on, old man.” She said, a hint of playful annoyance in her voice as she dragged the original vampire by his wrist towards the entrance of the haunted maze. She’d somehow convinced Lukas to come with her on her mission to vanquish the maze, a feat she’d yet to accomplish since she usually got scared halfway through and made Connor carry her out with her face hidden in his shoulder. But not this year, this year she’d take an original vampire with her, get him to walk ahead, and simply bluff her way through with a brave face. Or at least, that was the plan. She was eager to get inside because the faster she did, the faster she’d be out of it. “Now, you realize there’s about a 100% chance that I’m going to grab your hand and you can’t hold that against me, right?” She said once they neared the entrance to the maze, the witch’s stride slowing significantly. “You’re kinda my safety blanket here, Blackwell so don’t be an ass.” ( @lukasblackwells )

[charlotte-gilmore]

Gathering up what she needed for her costume (which admittedly wasn’t much since it only consisted of a body suit and a pair of thigh high boots) before leaving the house, Charlie set out towards the Cassie’s place to get ready for the night’s festivities, stopping off only to buy a couple bottles of wine before finding herself on the other woman’s doorstep. Once she rang the doorbell a few times, the brunette took a step back and waited for the door to open, a wide smile on her face as the elder Cresswell appeared on the other side. “So, I was thinking instead of the skeleton costume I’d just go as me during a Netflix binge... what do you think?” She asked as she motioned down to her attire-- yoga pants and one of Connor’s sweatshirts she’d stolen long ago, completed with a pair of Lands’ End moccasin slippers she’d snatched from her mother’s closet last winter. ( @cassandracresswell )

[charlotte-gilmore]

rosalinehoffman‌:

      Rose had begun coming out of her shell, thanks to the people she had met in Hollow Grove. Caleb especially, the simple act of knowing him, had encouraged her to embrace the parts of herself that she had always felt needed to be pushed down. Some of them, at least. On this night, she was embracing the side of her that wanted to take part in events like this. Zombie Pub Crawl was, in fact, right up her alley —it was the costume aspect that took a little bit of weaseling out of her comfort zone, but here she was: a zombified Bonnie, momentarily split from her undead Clyde. 

      With a drink in hand, the temporary faux blonde stepped over to a fellow pub-goer. “Fantastic costume. Store bought, or homemade?”

&. open.

Charlie lived for nights like this. Costumes, drinking, dancing, the scavenger hunt... the atmosphere in town during Halloween was second only to Hollow Grove at Christmastime (her actual favorite time of year) and even then, she was soaking up the night. Her zombie nurse costume (equipped with jello shot syringes) was thrown together last minute, but that didn’t deter her from having fun. “Store bought and slutted up by yours truly.” She said with a laugh, turning towards the voice as she sipped on her drink with a wide grin. “How about yours?”

[charlotte-gilmore]

clliexhstings‌:

 Callie said when her beer was sat in front of her. She knew that Charlie was close with Connor. Unsure of how to deal with this situation if that be the case. Though Callie had always saw Charlie as part of the family, though the two of them weren’t as close as Charlie and her brother, she still saw her as an older sister type of figure. “Well then, why don’t we sit here, get drunk, and avoid all of our problems for the night.” She held her beer up, before taking a sip.”And then, if you do want to talk about it. I am all yours. It is a judgement free zone. Trust me, i am in no position to judge anyone.”   

“That sounds like a much better plan... one I can actually get behind.” She said with a nod, taking another drink from the bottle that stayed firm within her grip. There was no way in hell she was going to tell Callie about how her sleeping with Dash behind Conner’s back was the entire reason behind her current state, drunk or sober her lips were staying sealed. “I appreciate you being here for me, babe. But not tonight. Maybe eventually, but tonight we drink to forget.”

[charlotte-gilmore]

minaxfitzgerald‌:

She snorted as she took a long sip of her drink. She loved ordering her orders in a different language, playing with them when she feels bored, like today. “Maybe I will,” Mina said after a couple seconds. “When I’m not that bored and want to fuck with their minds.” she shrugged as she drained her drink. “It’s actually pretty damn funny to me.”

“Don’t be surprised when someone spits in your drink, then. It’d be well deserved,” She rolled her eyes, taking another, longer drink from the bottle as she shooed the bartender away as he brought her a glass of water, giving her a look she knew all too well. He’d wanted her to drink the water, keep some semblance of a sober mind for as long as he could get her to, but that wasn’t why she was there that night.

[charlotte-gilmore]

vomolupo‌:

      He’d been waiting at the bar for a while, now —not long enough to have him make a scene or leave, but long enough for him to wonder what the fuck was going on. He noticed the bartender was lingering by one person specifically, which was shit service, but he made no comment. She was, of course, drinking his kind of whiskey, and after asking, was informed she had the last bottle. He’d been scratching his beard as he waited for the bartender to double check, and when he returned with the same disappointing answer, his fist came down on the bartop a little harder than intended. He sighed, and turned to face the offender. “Not gonna catch anything if I ask for a glass, am I?”

Normally the sound of the fist on the bar top would have caused the brunette’s head to turn, curious to find out the source of the noise, but not today. Today she had one goal and one goal only: to get drunk enough to forget why she was there in the first place. So she brought the bottle up to her lips and took another drink, eyes closing for a moment as the liquid burned her throat as it went down, only opening back up at the unfamiliar sound of his voice. “Aside from an answer you don’t want to hear, no.” She said, her voice quiet beneath the noise of the bar as she glanced in the stranger’s direction. “Might as well pick something else.”

[rcsethcrna]

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[charlotte-gilmore]

isabellecresswell‌:

“I know!” Isabelle said with a wide smile on her face as she looked over at Charlie almost gleefully. Reaching over the bar she grabbed the bottle of tequila and listened to Charlie speak as she fetched a few shot glasses and began pouring them some drinks. Looking over at Charlie in shock now she paused. “Wait, you and Connor aren’t talking? Has that ever happened? I mean that… wow Char. What the hell happened?” Issy asked filling the shot glasses up and handing her one. “Well, I’d just like to forget my life in general so you’re in good company for you intended goals tonight.”  

Popping the cap off of the vial, Charlie brought the small glass tube up to her lips and quickly drained the contents, swallowing it all with one gulp before watching Issy reach across the bar and snatch the bottle of tequila, a slight, soft smile coming to her lips as the blonde began to pour them each a shot. “It hasn’t, no.” She sighed, smile falling from her features as her gaze drifted down to the shot glass that was now in her hand. “I uh-” She hesitated, bringing the glass up to her lips and quickly downing the shot before speaking again. “I was seeing Dash- okay well I was sleeping wish Dash behind his back. I wasn’t purposefully keeping it from him, but there wasn’t really anything to tell, you know? We weren’t dating, really, but uh... Connor might have stumbled into us in a rather compromising position behind the inflatables at Monster Jam and he punched Dash and left and I haven’t seen or heard from him since.” Sighing once more, Charlie picked the bottle up and refilled the shot glass. “Sounds good to me, just do me a favor and take my phone.” She said, sliding the device towards her friend. “I don’t nee to call any Hastings men tonight.”

[charlotte-gilmore]

loganxhastings‌:

Logan had spotted Charlie the second he’d entered the bar. His heart flopped sadly seeing the way her shoulders hung almost pathetically. It wasn’t like her to not hold herself with that special air of… well, Charlie-ness. He let out a soft sigh and started toward her, raising his eyebrows when he saw her drink directly from a whiskey bottle. He slid onto the stool next to her and took the empty glass from near her, sliding it closer. “Care to pour me a bit of my usual before you down it all?” He offered her and easy smile, hoping it would make her feel a little more open to talking to him.

Having herself so intertwined into the Hastings family was proving to be nothing more than a nuisance lately for the young witch, who was trying desperately to avoid every member of the family except for one. The one who refused to speak to her. So without a word, Charlie turned and poured the older wolf a rather full glass before turning her back to him and bringing the bottle up to her lips. It was nothing against Logan, in any other circumstance she’d have been happy to sit and chat with him, but right now... right now all she wanted to do was to be left alone to sulk. 

[charlotte-gilmore]

islarafferty‌:

“Um…” she mused as the bottle was pulled away from the counter in front of her. From a business standpoint, it wasn’t practical to hand over an almost full bottle of whiskey but Isla found herself feeling generous enough to not stop whatever, this, was. Isla knew the girl sitting in front of her or at the very least, knew her from living in the same town for about the same amount of time, give or take a few years. She glanced back in Charlie Gilmore’s direction, reaching to pick up the glass that nobody would be using, “Guess I can just put this away. Care to share what’s troubling you as you down my inventory, Charlotte?”

“Charlie.” She corrected, the sound of her full name causing an involuntary flinch. Only her parents called her Charlotte, and only when they were either trying to get a point across or she was in some kind of trouble. Either way, it was never good. Sigh leaving her lips as she swallowed back a rather large gulp of the amber liquid, she shook her head in response to the question that had been asked. “I would not, but thanks for asking.” She said, a bit more bite to her words than she’d intended, which only caused another sigh to leave her lips. “Sorry. It just hasn’t been a good few weeks and I really don’t want to talk about it. Wouldn’t fix anything.”

[charlotte-gilmore]

clliexhstings‌:

“Oh come on Charlie, I am your favorite Hastings sibling after all.” Callie grinned as she waved the bartender over and ordered her own drink. She was just trying to make her feel somewhat better, but if she wouldn’t tell her what was wrong she wasn’t sure how she would be able to help. This was an area Callie truly lacked skill in. 

“It can’t be that bad.” she said turning her attention back to Charlie. Her tone made her rethink her previous statement, Charlie wasn’t one to be drinking out of an entire whiskey bottle. All Callie knew was she had been in that same bar stool drinking her problems away, she knew at least somewhat how the brunette felt. 

“As true as that may be, I’m still not sharing. Only child syndrome.” She tried to joke, offering the youngest Hastings a forced smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She’d been avoiding every member of the family lately, a tactic she was finding had been good, as sitting next to Callie only reminded her of her two older brothers and how she had royally fucked up both of those relationships. Probably forever. “It’s pretty bad.” She said with a sigh, hand coming up to run through her hair. “And honestly, I love you, you know I do, but you are the last person I need to be talking about it with, babe. I’m sorry.”

[charlotte-gilmore]

minaxfitzgerald‌:

“I know that,” Mina answered as her drink finally came. “I’ve been talking in German all day, thanks to some German visitors we had at the museum. Though I wish I was back in Germany-at least I would’ve gotten my order much quicker.” she grumbled as she took a long sip of her drink.

“Well try ordering in a language the bartender can actually understand next time and I’m willing to bet your drink would come quicker.” She rolled her eyes, bringing her bottle up to her lips and taking a long drink from it, slight hiss leaving her lips as the liquid burned as it went down her throat. She wasn’t usually this rude or antagonistic, but she truly couldn’t be bothered to try and be anything but annoyed in that moment.

[charlotte-gilmore]

giarafferty‌:

She felt dizzy as she struggled to sit up, one hand going to her head, the other still clinging to the book. “Yeah, I can move… painfully, but I can move.” She looked at the woman and offered a small smile. “This is both painful and embarrassing. I need different shoes for climbing ladders, obviously.” She looked down at her flats that seemed sensible at the time but in hindsight, they were a stupid idea for ladders. 

She managed to get to her feet finally and set the book on the counter, finally feeling it was safe to let go of it. “Let’s just pretend none of that happened,” Gia said letting her hand fall from the back of her head. “Are you looking for anything in particular today?” She turned her attention fully to the woman in front of her finally. “Charlotte Gilmore?” Wow everyone had grown up so much since she’d been gone.

“Okay, good... just... be careful.” She said as the blonde began to move, offering a gentle smile at her comment about her own shoes. “I don’t know if there’s such a thing as good ladder climbing shoes. Boots are too bulky and flats don’t have enough grip... ladders are just the devil’s handiwork, anyways.” She joked, standing up  as Gia did and following her to the counter. “Deal.” She said with a nod, offering her another small smile, hands sliding into the pockets of her jeans as she shook her head at the woman’s next question. “Oh, no. I was just looking around. Browsing.” She said, gaze turning to scan over the shelves of the store before the sound of her name caused her head to turn back. “Yes?” She said, eyebrows furrowing slightly at the way the woman obviously knew her. “Do I know you?” She asked.

[charlotte-gilmore]

cassandracresswell‌:

“Charlie?” Since she’d been turned into a hybrid Cassie had largely avoided excessive drinking, terrified of what she might do if she ever lost control. Coming to the bar that night wasn’t about drinking it was about socializing with others. What she hadn’t expected to see was Charlie getting ready to down an entire bottle. Trying her best not to obviously frown in concern Cassie took the seat next to the other brunette at the bar. “I’ve never actually heard anyone ask the bartender to leave the bottle in real that. It’s something I thought you could only do in movies. You learn more every day.” She tried to joke, maybe at least get a small smile out of Charlie. 

Turning her head at the sound of her name, Charlie tried to keep the frown from coming to her lips as she saw Cassie standing there, obviously concerned. She moved her purse so the other woman could take the seat down next to her as she approached, hoping that she wouldn’t ask what had put her in the state she was currently in. She was ashamed of her actions, not wanting to admit out loud that her life was currently going up in smoke all because she couldn’t keep her hands off of her best friend’s older brother. “I’m still not sure it’s something that’s actually allowed, but...” She shrugged her shoulders, bringing the bottle up to her lips to take a drink from it before speaking again, “My bill is probably going to be astronomical.”