bo

he pulled on a c i g a r e t t e, in the crook of his first finger felt the static electric charge of her hour-glass figure b(r)o dara

[darababy]

“I’d tell you, but I think it’s more fun watching you try to guess what I mean.” She placed her elbow on the bar and her chin in her hand, looking at him oh-so-innocently. She smirked when the bartender finally came over, only to turn her attention back to Bo seconds later. “What’s your plan tonight, anyway? It’s the weekend, and I can’t imagine you plan on just hanging here all night.”

“Bullshit, I look fucking hot..” he trailed off, his eyes darting back to the girl. “That’s your cue to tell me how good I look.” he raised his eyebrows threateningly, a firm grasp held around the rim of his newly-filled glass. “Hm, was considering finishing off this drink then going to destroy some state property, maybe terrorise some children or small animals whilst I’m at it. You in?” he asked enthusiastically, ‘cheers’-ing their glasses before taking a sip.

[darababy]

When the bartender’s back finally turned to her she gave a roll of her eyes before flipping off her fingers at him, “It’s fucking bullshit.” Hadley huffed out, turning to face Bo, “I mean tits are great and all but they’ve become this sexualized icon when really all they are, are lumps of fat. And it’s because of guys being unable to control their boners that it’s considered ‘indecent’ if I walk around showing off my nips. I mean their main purpose is to feed newborns yet men think they were made specifically for them. Ugh.” Though she flashed the other an apologetic grin, “Sorry, these gender norms drive me insane. Why should it be more difficult for you with your baby blues to order a drink and why do I have to play flirtatious bar patron just to get good service? I bet he’s the asshole out there driving the convertible. Should we take a piss in his car afterwards?” Hadley offered the boy her hand, “Hadley. Nice to meet you. Sorry you had to be on the other end of my pissed off rants.” 

The feminism chat threw Bo off his curve, pausing unsure how to respond for a second. “Lumps of fat, but like.. hot ones.” was all he could muster up, pondering thoughtfully as to how to proceed. “It’d be pretty cool having tits. Be able to show them off - give the DTF signal. Apparently me having my dick out isn’t appropriate. That’s what the librarian said, anyway.” He obliviously ignored any point she was trying to make and brought his glass to his lips, gulping his drink down and letting out an exaggerated gasp. “Nice to meet you Hadley. Piss in cars often?”

[darababy]

   “what’re you buyin’ .. uh, me?” alec’s head whips around in a moderate panic, but unless this guy is seeing things, they’re definitely the only two on this side of the bar. he’s a little flustered, but wills himself to play it cool. “i guess, um, whatever you can afford?” ah. real smooth.

“Nah, I’m talkin’ to the fucking wind. Who else?” he shot the bartender a confusedly oblivious glance before looking back at the man expectedly. “You calling me poor? Low blow my friend, low blow.” he shook his head disappointedly, returning his attention to the bar tender. “Hit us with a double appletini.”

[darababy]

“Nice to see you’re living up to your cultured stereotype.” Finley nodded as he looked at the male, resisting making a comment an how well it seemed their president was doing for them. “Look are you going to help me or not…because I got a hungry kid, my back hurts from a tiny air-plane seat and you’re being a di…being rude lad.”

“I’m kiddin’, I’m kiddin’, relax little fella,” a breathy laugh escaped him as he let one hand sink into the denim of his pocket. “What you looking for? There’s a little convenience store down that way..” he pointed with an open palm to his right. “A little diner up that way,” motioning with his head, “or I can get you good deals on a, er, different kind of food if that’s what you’re looking for.”

[darababy]

 The brunette smirked in return to the man next to them before chuckling lightly whilst pointing at their half-empty glass “ If I get us both free drinks, you better buy me something good, or at least some mozzarella sticks “ they mused before arranging their shirt in a provocative manner and talking off for a couple minutes, only to come back later with two glasses “ Hope you like vodka soda, I wasn’t sure if you’d be into tequila. “

The boy scoffed as he saw them return with the drinks, resting his chin in his hand against the bar. “You see, if I got my dick out in here, I’d be gettin’ a lot more than free drinks, my friend.” he accepted the glass with an up-turned nose, sipping the beverage against his best instincts. ‘Vodka. The drink of heathens. Literally anything else would have been better.” he offered a somewhat warm smile, turning back to his glass.

[darababy]

monica stood happily beside the other, grin from ear to ear as his misfortune acted as her entertainment for the moment. she was never the type to be seen alone at a bar, or even drinking in general, but her lack of friends in this new town had her acting a little out of character for some company. “a soda water would be amazing, i’m ever so parched — that is, of course, if you manage to get served.”

He let out a short laugh, leaning against the wooden bartop. “Soda water? Is this fucking Beverley Hills?” he shook his head, finally catching the eye of the bartender. “Yeah, we’ll have, er, two JD and cokes. Easy on the coke.” with a wink, casting a glance back at the girl to catch her reaction. 

[darababy]

A smirk preyed onto her lips as she watched the male beside her desperately attempt to flag down the bartender, chuckling softly as she gave a shake of her head, “Show him your tits and maybe you’ll make some legway. The guy’s a sexist pig.” Hadley pointed out as she stirred her own drink before flashing the blue eyed male a grin, “Watch this.” She smacked her lips together before hopping off the bar stool and leaning against the bar, purposefully showing off her cleavage as she waved down the bartender who was suddenly RIGHT in front of her, “Hi, yes I’ll have a vodka on the rocks and whatever this handsome guy to my right will be having. Don’t be shy in pouring either of our servings.”

Bo’s lips parted in outrage as he watched the girl flirt with the bartender, subtly impressed with her ingenuity in the matter. “The handsome guy will be having a beer -’nd better be the best fucking pint after all that.” he cocked his head at the bartender dismissively, drumming his fingers on the bar as he waited for the order. “You see that right there? Sexism. You can’t get anywhere without tits these days. Fucking joke.” a wry smile turned the corner of his lips. “I’m Bo.”

[darababy]

emmy was taking a break, scrolling through her phone when the guy next to her spoke to her. if he were ugly, she would have just ignored him, but… he was cute. and why would she refuse a free drink? she rested her chin on her hand, and waved her hand to her coworker on duty at the moment, who immediately made his way to her. “i’ll take a rum and coke, and he’ll have…” she trailed off.

Surprised at her ability to command their attention, he took another one-over of the girl, mentally note-taking as she put in her order. “A, uh, whisky double. And better service next time.” Bo scoffed, rummaging his hand in his pocket for loose change before sliding it across the counter before turning his attention back to the woman. “So how many hummers did you have to give to have that happen?”

[darababy]

Daisy smirked as she leaned against the wood counter of the bar, watching her friend try–and fail–to grab the two some drinks. “I can tell you one problem. It’s the hair, you’ve got it all wrong. Oh- And the bartender is a little partial to the female form.” She motioned to her chest in a waving manner, the same mischievous smirk still on her face. “I mean, I was looking forward to a vodka soda, but you’ve disappointed me, Bobo.”

He cocked a brow, looking unimpressed at the girl to his side. “My hair? What the fuck is wrong with my hair?” Running a hand self-consciously through his curls with a chuckle, he turned his attention back to the bar. “Hey!” his palm slapped against the wooden counter, finally drawing the attention of the disgruntled bartender. “I’ll take a beer, and a vodka soda for this madam.”as he shot a playfully dirty look at his friend. 

[darababy]

“Hello?” his gaze followed the bartender moving infront of him, trying desperately to catch their attention. “Hello? Yeah, I-” his attempt failed once more as she failed to even make eye contact with him, sailing past him to a budding patron at the other end of the bar. “Jesus, what does it take to get served in here..” he muttered under his breath, the grumbling trailing off as he turned to his right. “And what am I buying you?” he asked with a smirk.

[darababy]

Looking back at the male he found himself forming a frown, sure he had an accent but it certainly wasn’t the thickest going and was this kid really going to be so rude. “You’re joking right?” He laughed unable to believe this was happening. Maybe it was because he was used to a friendly home, or maybe he’d just had a really rough day but the male couldn’t help himself. “I hope the other american’s around here aren’t such arseholes lad.”

Stepping back slightly, Bo widened his eyes and disguised a small chuckle under a cough. “No, I was completely serious, no comprende.” the more agitated the man became the more amusing he found the situation, giving him the only excitement he’d had all day. “Here in America, we speak American. None of this European crap. This is why we’re building the wall.”

[broxkenbird]

“Excuse me.” Finley called as he walked up behind the person on the street, Isla was in his arms and was quickly getting fed up of being dragged around town which was how he had finally found himself giving into asking for directions. “Do you know where I can find the nearest shop? Nothing too fancy just somewhere I can grab some food.” It turned out Isla was fussy with food and as a new dad he was aiming to please. “I’ve been looking for the past half an hour.” He chuckled gently, Irish accent thick as he gave a small sigh. 

[darababy]

Bo was jostled out of his music by the call, half-heartedly pulling his earphones out to listen to the stranger’s request. He raised an eyebrow, casting his eye from the somewhat exasperated man to the sidestreet to the left of them. “Sorry man, er, I don’t speak leprechaun.’ he recoiled slightly, plugging one earphone back in and returning to his phone. 

[darababy]

*:･ﾟ✧ IMESSAGE to OPEN

CHERRY: okay but i just watched all of the latest season of steven universe and????

CHERRY: i'm fuckin' crying, like so much just happened and this is way to deep to just be a kids show??? this isn't fair, like it's so complex and so are these characters?

CHERRY: i might be over thinking this a little someone come save me.

BO: ??

BO: my little brother watches that shit are you 7

[darababy]

yh it’s ya boy lip gallagher 

hola i’m emily/EJ, i’m 18 and am in gmt+1/bst/whatever the fuck is going on in england atm

i haven’t rped for ages so if i’m abit out of touch excusez moi

this is my baby bo it’d be super nice to have some connections romantic/friendly/interesting so if you want anything message me cos i’m bad at initiating stuff

character wise he’s a funny one, easily considered abrasive and thoughtless but it’s him thinking he’s funny or not knowing how else to make friends

he’s lived here for four years and is very disconnected from his life before that due (police conflict/drugs etc details tbc) so connections would either be since he’s lived here or very rarely previous to that

he works at a sports clinic as a chiropractor so work colleague/client is an option

i know this is so dry it’s 1am so apologies but ya if interested shoot me a message!! ta

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