“listen, don’t cancel your plans on my account, unless you actually didn’t want to hang out with them at all, then i’m more than happy to be your way out,” libby grinned, crossing towards the couch to settle in right next to him. their friendship had turned out to be a unique one, for sure. it was different than a lot of friendships she had made in the past, more comfortable, almost to a level that scared her. it wasn’t anything bad, she just worried that she was getting in too deep, and that if she wasn’t careful, she wouldn’t be able to get herself back out like she had been able to before. a more relaxed smile settled onto her features as she turned her head to face him. “that’s different from our regular routine. sounds like fun.”
“I didn’t want to hang out with them at all. Like I barely know them, so I much rather hang out with you.” That was a lie, he actually the people he had plans with very well, from back home which is why he was sure they would understand. He couldn’t exactly pinpoint the moment he realized he liked Libby but ever since that then he never could act normal around her, it’s like all his self-confidence had been replaced with messy thoughts and sweaty hands. He matches her smile as she sits next to him, only growing wider as she agrees to his proposed plans. “It would be a nice change, don’t you think? I’ll let you pick the food or the movie,” he says, placing the Xbox control on the nearest table. “How was work today?”
“i’m home!!” libby called out into the apartment, practically throwing her things onto the ground in a frenzy. she’d pick them up later, she told herself, well aware that she’d probably forget until she had to go to work again, but the thought was there. as she continued into the apartment, her eyes lit up as she saw one of her roommates, already home before she was. “oh good, you’re home,” she sighed, giving him a grin. “what are you doing tonight? this shift was an absolute train wreck and i could stand to do something fun. you pick tonight. you in?”
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He got home a couple of hours ago and since then he’s been playing video games. Time really goes fast when you are not doing anything productive. He’s about to finish the level when the door opens and without caring about the game, he drops the controller hoping that is Libby. A beaming and quite foolish smile playing on his lips as he sees her. Crushing on a roommate was seriously the most idiotic thing he’s done. “Nothing,” he replied without missing a heartbeat before clearing his throat and adding, “I mean, I had plans but I’m not in the mood for those plans so I can just cancel them.” He hopes he sounds less obvious that away even if his face is enough to betray him. “Hmmm... we can go out for dinner or the movies.” Were those too datey plans?
Plant your feet. Look where you want the ball to go. Swing and follow through. Those words were on a near-constant loop on days like today as Esme guided budding golf pros the in’s and out’s of the sport. Some afternoons were worse, requiring far more patience and reminders not to swing clubs around the other kids. But thankfully, today, there had been no casualties and far more flying balls than she expected. Maybe they were a good teacher.
They’d just stepped off one of the stations when they caught someone watching from a far-off golf cart. Who it was, they couldn’t quite tell. “Well, don’t just stand there watchin’. Come over here and let me teach you a thing or two,” Esme called out, her left hand cupping her mouth to amplify her voice across the green. “I promise they don’t bite!”
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How Esme had the patience to teach kids, he wouldn’t know. He had tried a few times when he first started in this job but he just couldn’t stand it and asked his manager to assign him to anyone over the age of twelve. Emir had just finished a class with a member’s teenage daughter, she was good for someone who had never touched a golf club and from across the green he spotted Esme, he watched her for a few seconds before she noticed his presence.
Emir lets out a laugh, shaking his head as he grabs his club and walks to where she is. “You’re very good at what you do but I really doubt you can teach me anything new,” he said with a cocky smile. “I do appreciate, however, you training the next generation of golfers.”
"What?” Emir asks, disbelief across his features as he hears his best friend talking. “That’s not why the oceans are polluted, Go.” If this was someone else he would think they were joking but coming from Thiago he knows that he is serious. “The ocean is polluted because we throw trash to it and not because the fish wash themselves in it. I mean, how would... that doesn’t even make sense, man.”Â
( emre bey. twenty-three. he/him. ) i think i just saw EMIR KUBILAY ride by on a golf cart . at least i think it was them . after all , MODERN MAN BY ARCADE FIRE was blasting on the transistor radio . maybe they were on their way to work , i hear they’re a GOLF INSTRUCTOR . but they totally could have been on their way to TRY AND GET A FREE DRINK AT THE BAR  . guess we’ll never know . you’ll definitely know its them when you see MESSAGES LEFT ON READ, EXPENSIVE COLOGNE, POORLY TIMED LAUGHTER around the country club . let’s just hope they stay off the green after hours or else the sprinklers will get them !Â
//:: Â T H E Â B A S I C S
name: emir halit kubilay
nickname(s): n/a
gender: cis male
sexuality: bisexual, biromantic
birthday:Â 7:36 pm, may 25th, 1998
zodiac : gemini sun, gemini moon and scorpio rising
height: 5′10″
//:: Â B A C K G R O U N D
born in ankara, turkey. he’s the second child of a famous journalist and an art curator.Â
his father was a very famous and important journalist who worked for several newspapers as well as a news anchor for the BBC world news, wrote for the NYT and reported for Reuters, his work was the main reason why emir spent some time in different parts of the world.
tw alcoholism regardless of how genius and loved his father was, emir actually loathed him. he was never too present in their lives, and not really because of work but mostly because he spent his free time getting wasted (he was very good to conceal his problem that only his family knew about his alcoholism) and when he did spend time with his family he was a major dick
from a young age, emir decided he loved words but especially he loved learning languages. by the age of ten he already could speak fluent spanish, french and english, on top of his native turkish.
disliked school and in a way, he still does as he is mostly self-taught but since she began studying what he likes, he is not so negative about it anymore
started playing golf when he was four and the sport is one of the few good memories he has with his dad. became a pro golfer when he was seventeen and competed in some major tournaments but by the time he was twenty-one he was done with it. it was short career plagued with injuries, he simply wasn’t at his best.
moved to istanbul where he worked as an intern for his father’s network which he hated sooooo much. so a year ago he applied for universities in the us and was accepted into NYU and he’s currently studying linguistics.
tw illness and death: days before he traveled to the us, his father was diagnosed with end-stage liver disease brought on because of alcohol but he pulled through after he spent some months in rehab (which the people outside his family never found out).
tw illness and death however, once out of the center, he continued to drink non-stop and his health only worsened and passed away six months ago.
upon his return after the funeral, emir found a job at highlands as a golf instructor.Â
tw alcoholism hates to talk about his father, and hates, even more, when people approach him to tell him what a great man he was. his biggest secret is that ever since the death of his father he had found comfort in alcohol and is starting to develop into a bigger problem
personality-wise, he is the kind of guy who loves talking and loves learning new things out of conversations, he can be either the most starry-eyed idealist or the bitterest of cynics. he can often be considered self-absorb but he would never look down upon others. he can be very sarcastic and sometimes his humor is misunderstood. he enjoys a good party.
//:: Â T I D B I T S
very booksmart but very dumb when it comes to street-smart.
he was actually signed with nike and did major promotion in turkey.
emir speaks as of now 6 languages: turkish, french, spanish, english, russian and german. he’s learning japanese.Â
loves dogs and he’s the kind of guy who stops to pet dogs
his minor is art history. he grew up in museums with his mother and he developed a love for art.Â
