Matthew Curtis

MMFD RP Blog;)

[emli-matthews-deactivated201603]

Emli smirked, “Can I help you?” She’d noticed the other’s presence and was beginning to become aware that they weren’t leaving at the same pace as any other randomers that had walked past her within the last hour that she’d been sat outside. “I’m trying to read…” she smirked and cocked her head to the side, “if you could just step out of the sunlight…”

[curtis-matthew]

"Sorry, ya' looked like someone I was supposed to meet here..." Matthew raised his arm, checking the time on his watch. "Half an hour ago, ya'd think people'd want their stash, eh?" He chuckled.

[avalon-jones-blog]

Drew stretched dropping his red pen down on the table top of the cafe with a rattle. “I miss the days when students at least pretended to pay attention, that way when they turn in their plagiarized essays it’s a bit less suspicious.” It’s said almost wistfully.

[curtis-matthew]

Matthew looked around, his eyes falling on the lad next to him. "Ya' wha'?" He asked with slight confusion.

[curtis-matthew]

“You’ll be keepin’ quiet then.”

[trustmeatyourownrisk-blog]

“I very much doubt it.”

[curtis-matthew]

"Move outta tha' way and I'll show ya'."

[smiths1999-deactivated20160331]

Emma was sitting at a coffee shop, checking her bills till she fall asleep on the table.

[curtis-matthew]

“Snoozing in public? Are ya’ having some sort of episode?”

[smiths1999-deactivated20160331]

“Oh god”. Emma opened half an eye to see the man standing in front of her. 

[curtis-matthew]

Matthew quirked an eyebrow, unsure if she was hearing him. "Are ya' alrigh'? Need me ta' call anyone?"

[curtis-matthew]

TEXT || Open

Matthew: yeah, sure :)

May: Really?

May: Great.. I'll meet you there in an hour?

Matthew: I just need to drop some things off, but I'll be there :)

[curtis-matthew]

TEXT || Open

May: I know that I haven't been around much...

May: but do you want to go down to the local?

Matthew: yeah, sure :)

[smiths1999-deactivated20160331]

Emma was sitting at a coffee shop, checking her bills till she fall asleep on the table.

[curtis-matthew]

"Snoozing in public? Are ya' having some sort of episode?"

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re not gonna get anywhere doing it like that, here give me a try.”

[trustmeatyourownrisk-blog]

“Yeah, ya clearly look like ya know what you’re talkin’ about.”

[curtis-matthew]

“I’m no expert, but you’re struggling a bit too much.”

[trustmeatyourownrisk-blog]

“Alrigh’ then, give it a go, and I’ll tell ya what ya doing wrong.”

[curtis-matthew]

"You'll be keepin' quiet then."

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re not gonna get anywhere doing it like that, here give me a try.”

[noradaniels]

Nora had been preoccupying herself by sketching inside her beloved portfolio when the male’s comment met her ears. Her eyebrows furrowed lightly a few mini seconds before she let out a giggle. “I’m sorry, Picasso. But you don’t look like much of an artist to me.”

[curtis-matthew]

"Oh sorry, I was talking ta' the guy behind you, I am definitely no artist, can't even draw a stickman."

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re not gonna get anywhere doing it like that, here give me a try.”

[miss--emilia]

“Didn’t realise ya were such an expert in pole dancin’ Matt.”

[curtis-matthew]

"Damn, my secret has been exposed." He chuckled at the blonde.

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re not gonna get anywhere doing it like that, here give me a try.”

[elsa-stone]

“Ya’d think I’d be used to changin’ an optic by now,” Elsa replied with an embarrassed chuckle. “It’s a bit sticky, maybe tha’s why it’s not goin’ in properly.”

[curtis-matthew]

"I bet ya' can do it, do ya' need a cheerleader?"

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re not gonna get anywhere doing it like that, here give me a try.”

[trustmeatyourownrisk-blog]

“Yeah, ya clearly look like ya know what you’re talkin’ about.”

[curtis-matthew]

"I'm no expert, but you're struggling a bit too much."

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re not gonna get anywhere doing it like that, here give me a try.”

[kirycku-blog]

“Hey, come on. Cheer up. I got a spliff and an empty. We could listen to a few tunes and have a laugh.”

[curtis-matthew]

“I’m a seller, not a taker.” Matthew said with a chuckle. “But I’m up for it.”

[livs-muses]

“Everythin’ hurts,” Roxy groaned, barely even able to lift her head off the pillow.

[curtis-matthew]

“So the car didn’t win then?”

[claudiamiddleton-blog]

“But I was happy sleeping. I didn’t want to be woken up even if I am in a library.”

[curtis-matthew]

“You’re startin’ to drool.”

[curtis-matthew]

Matthew chanced a sneaky fag inside the club, figuring that no one would care as outside had become a swimming pool. He had been dealing in small amount at the party, but since the flood began, he had more in his pocket then he would like. Not one for taking them himself, he needed to find a way to keep them from being ruined by the flood. Stuck in his own thoughts, he didn’t realise someone had sat down next to him, the shock causing him to choke on his cigarette smoke.