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Oliver’s head sort of wagged from one side to the next as he nodded. He knew what she meant about people stealing ideas, but he also knew there was some way to get rights to ideas that earned money. How, well, that was for lawyers to know, not him. “Yeah, but doing it just one month out of the year, the overhead might be too much for it to be a solo venture. It might have to be a part of something else, like another tour company or something.” It was all hypothetical, so he wasn’t really sure why he was putting any sort of serious thought into it. Flopping back into the grass, he tucked his hands behind his head, his shoulders scrunching up before settling back into a relaxed position. “You know plenty. Maybe not about the tourist stuff, but neither do I. You’re a hell of a lot smarter than I am, though,” he said simply before adding with a slight smile, in spite of his words, “One can hope, but my plan had been to run here, do a loop of the park, and head home, but I barely made it here, so my prospects in getting healthy and in shape for the next season are looking kind of meager, at the moment.”

“You’d only do it for one month? I was thinking more of a constant kind of thing, I can see why overheads would be a little out of reach. Mm, then you’d have to split revenue. Business, right? Too much for me.” Thinking through the logistics of things, really made her glad that she didn’t follow in her father’s footsteps. He’d know exactly how to get an idea such as what they were discussing off the ground, after telling her their would be ‘bigger fish, Charlotte.’ She rolled her eyes at the thought of him and his attitude. “I mean, if you’re curious about what species of fish and coral are around then and the impact of humans then I’m your gal,” she chuckled to herself, “Thank you, that’s very kind of you. At least you have hand eye coordination, I tend to lack a lot.” No matter how much Calli tried to train her to help her, she’d come to the realisation that it just wasn’t for her. “It just takes time, right? Which I know can be frustrating. What was the original prognosis?”

#interaction: oliver #{ absolutely! i can see that for sure. makes complete sense too }

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Oliver let out a laugh at being told to ‘shoot his shot’. “If anything, maybe I should just sell the idea. Intellectual property rights and that sort of shit, right?” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. “That way, if it flops, well, I’m not screwed out of a ton of money, but if it succeeds, I get like… royalties, or whatever.” Oliver was hardly being serious, but it was a thought, nonetheless. He wasn’t exactly at the point of thinking about alternative careers, just yet. He was still hoping his knee would heal enough that he could get back to playing soccer.

Charlotte nodded, “I think so? I can’t say I’ve ever really pitched an idea to anyone without having to worry about someone taking it.” She knew this was all hypothetical but it wasn’t bad to ponder an idea. “Sure, I mean, I wouldn’t see something like that flopping, with high tourist volume, people are always going to be willing to pay for an experience, especially here but what do I know, right? I just spend most of my time in the water anyway.” Charlotte shook her head, “But I’m sure the soccer gig will work out fine.”

#interaction: oliver

mlscarter‌:

Where: Ocean View Park

With: Open

Oliver sat in the grass at the park, watching as a group of kids kicked a soccer ball around. Another day, hell, it felt like a different life, he would have joined them, but today, he just said where he was sat, stretching out his problematic knee as best he could where he sat. He had walked as far as he could before it started becoming bothersome, and once it had, he sat in the grass, and kept talking to whoever was near enough to start up a conversation with. “All I’m saying,” he stated to his current companion, “is that they missed their opportunity when they decided not to do ghost tours around town.”

There was never a moment not to soak up the sunshine and relax. The park had always been the perfect place for it. And she did seem to spend a lot of time around them lately. She looked over at the blonde and shook her head, “Maybe you could invest in a get rich quick scheme with something like that? They could be you. Shoot your shot, man.” She sat up and leaned back on her elbows, taking in the game in front of her.

#interaction: oliver

loganlancaster‌:

“I’ve got nothin’ against cats,” he starts with a shrug before taking a sip of his beer. “But there’s just somethin’ about dogs that make them better. I know there’re some affectionate cats out there but havin’ a dog run at you after a long day at work is far more rewarding to me.” Logan raises a hand, “personal preference and all.”

“It is definitely personal preference. I completely understand what you’re saying. I think for me, the thing I enjoy is how active they can be. They’ll swim, they’ll run rings around anyone but then they’re also affectionate. Best of both worlds, really? I’d love to be able to get one soon, you know, when everything is completely settled.” It was one thing she had yet to be able to do since she had moved back. Once things settled it’s what she had her heart set on.

#interaction: logan

itsalexandraaldridge‌:

Alex had been working on the new sketches for the Hamilton house for the past few days and with helping out at Lucky’s when there was a call off, to say she was exhausted from both jobs was an understatement. Desperately trying to keep her eyes open as she worked on the living room but her coffee had started to wear off her eyes were heavy. Putting the pencil down and she rested her head against her hand as she looked over her work — before she knew it she was asleep.

Hearing a voice jolted her awake, she tried to play it off. “What I wasn’t sleeping, just resting my eyes.” She told them quickly. “What did you say again though if you don’t mind me asking? I was so focused on keeping my eyes closed that I didn’t hear you.” She lied, she leaned back in the chair to look at them.

Charlotte was on her usual run when something caused her to stop. She’d caught sight of Alex seemingly asleep at a table, work sprawled in front of her. The brunette looked down at her watch to check the time before she made her way over to where the woman was seated. “Someone’s working hard,” she joked to herself as she sat down opposite Alex. The other woman’s reaction made her chuckle. “Uh, huh. And I am actually in line for the keys to the city.” Her eyes flickered to the work on the table, “I said someone’s working hard. You look exhausted, what’s going on?”

#interaction: alex

Charlotte knew how much of a big deal this was for Callisto not being called up to the national camp. She’d worked so hard and had fought even more. Even Charlotte herself would help her train, as uncoordinated as she was with a ball. She quickly had packed an overnight bag before she made her way to Calli’s apartment. A trek that had become all to familiar as of late. She had no idea what was going on between them but it felt nice. The brunette made her way through Calli’s door, that she locked after stepping through and placing her backpack on the floor. Her heart dropped as she saw her former girlfriend. “Baby..” Charlotte made her way over and immediately wrapped her up in a hug.”I’m here now, okay? I’ll make you my special pizza rolls and you can have all the cuddles you want.” She placed a soft kiss to her forehead, “It’s going to be okay. I promise.”

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