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JACK DETLER.
keys clatter on the entrance table and an unconscious breath is taken upon hearing the christmas tune that odette’s decided to bring into the new year. in spite of this, an amused smile pulls at his lips. ‘ what did i do to deserve such a warm greeting ? ’ he asks, although the answer to the question can be clearly spotted in her hand. ‘ is it because i brought donuts ? ’ he asks, holding up the paper bag. leftovers of course, but the sweet treats never go uneaten. he glances at the time, still early and with nowhere to go, there’s not a single flaw in her offer. ‘ yeah, why not ? what’re we drinking ? ’
there’s no effort made to diffuse the situation : explain herself, or her actions. so she was drunk on a weekday. big whoop. he’d seen worse. “ just some good ol’ tequila i snagged from the evidence lockers. ” a step is taken forward, exchanging a bottle for a bag. “ gimme. ” she demands, paper rustling beneath unhesitant fingers. boozed up odette was a hungry odette, that much had been made clear. “ so … ” mouth occupied by a large bit of jelly donut, words go muffled. “ no plans, huh ? gettin’ sad, det. ”
EMMA PHILLIPS.
Her own day had been relatively uneventful — work, home, planning for work, being bored at home. But long, dragged on days often turn into sleepless nights: today was a day such as this one, where she ambled into the kitchen at half past two in the morning for water. LUCKILY, however, another form had been present in the tiny space. How they’d got to chatting, much more of a high school sleepover tell all than any of their other conversations, glasses of wine ( and bottles emptied ) lurking in their hands was beyond her. But she didn’t mind: the warm buzz and the sound of cicadas and whispers as to not wake their other sleeping housemate. One that was, now, the topic of their discussion. “ For real? We eat breakfast her — okay. Okay. ” Finger is pointed outwards at the other, ghost of a smile curving onto Emma’s lips. “ Can I confess something to you? ”
judgment was the only thing she expected from the conversation, and it was handed to her, a perfect excuse had already been sorted. “ yeah, thanks … i know. i’m not exactly in control of my subconscious, emma ! ” the brunette whisper-shouts, taking notes from emma to lower her voice. if he were to find out, she’d have to go looking for another roommate. or another house. emma’s request causes for a quirk of a singular brow, though, and intrigue simmers beneath. “ shoot. ”
A NIGHT OFF. it’d been what she needed. holidays were occupied with work, and for good reason, and once everyone else returned to work -- odette’s vacation had only begun. she hates christmas, she does, but it doesn’t stop from eartha kitt’s santa baby from blasting through the condo. with a rolling stones tee hung from frail shoulders and legs remaining bare, she uses the living room as a personal stage ; bottle of tequila in hand, hips moving along to the lyrics, and nothing could put a dent in her night. until a frame is spotted in the doorway and she nearly chokes on her liquor. “ … you’re home ! ” surprise has taken her features, though she quickly recovers. “ want some ? ” / @proeliums
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JOHN KELLER HAS ADDED ODETTE ALVAREZ AS A FRIEND! The THIRTY-ONE year old will be playing the role of the PINT-SIZED POWERHOUSE in her very own horror movie. Right now, she's a cop at JERICHO POLICE DEPARTMENT but she might not be for much longer — you might see her on the town’s next tape.
with feet brought up on a wooden stool, and knees pressed against her chest, odette sips on red wine. last night had been a long one : her shift had been prolonged and by the time she’d gotten home, exhaustion had brought the young officer straight to bed. though, to her surprise, her day had been far from over. she wrinkles her nose, reluctantly telling her best friend of the night’s happenings. odette wasn’t one to share her thoughts, or dreams, let alone this embarrassing, but alcohol circulated her bloodstream and she had to tell someone. even if it was a little close to home. “ yup … right here. kitchen table. ” she finishes, rise of brows and the glass is brought back to her lips. / @softreigns