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lucysfm​:

Lucy sat outside her mother’s porch as she decided to visit her family for the weekend and then noticed that the other beside her had been speaking to her for the past hour or so, but she had been too busy daydreaming to notice. “I was totally listening, but what were you saying again? Asking for a friend.” She admitted as she continued to rock back and forth on her mom’s chair. @dixiesstarters​

Finley wanted to roll her eyes; she’d realized that Lucy wasn’t listening a while ago, but hadn’t stopped to try and catch her up. If she didn’t want to listen in on the gossip, that was her fault. “Nothing important... clearly.” She offered her friend a slight smile. “What’re you thinking about? Since you’ve gone quiet, there’s obviously a lot on your mind.”

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devinestardust​:

“Did I miss the memo about you sleeping with girls now, Fin?”  Orion mused.  “If that’s the case, then hey, maybe there was some overlap.  And look, half the fun is almost getting caught sometimes; in my personal, professional opinion, it adds a little spice to life, you know?”  He laughed.  “It’s true, I am the one that gets into the most shenanigans; but hey, maybe next time I go to an old frat buddy’s house party, you can come with!”

“I don’t know when you missed the memo. It’s not new,” she chided him. Finley was never shy about her sexuality, though she understood why Orion might be surprised. It wasn’t exactly something that came up often in her conversations... unless someone was planning to sleep with her. “Kinky,” she grinned. “Good to know for whoever I have to warn next about you. Y’know -- before they get too invested.” She took another sip of her whiskey. “Do you really think I want to go hang out with your frat brothers? Only if it’s a good party. Got it?”

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jxrdyns​:

Well that’s some harsh judging there. Especially since you aren’t worth all the effort of coming up with something creative.” she quipped, her attention focused mostly on the dish in front of her. “A boring salad. Definitely should have gone for the pizza slice instead.” 

“Ouch. Didn’t know you were Bluebell’s resident judge, jury, and executioner,” she replied. The salad looked ... fine, though it was nothing exciting. At least Jordyn knew that much. “So what’s stopping you? It’s not that far -- I’m sure you could make it back to work without too much trouble.”

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devinestardust​:

He was being a little bit of a shithead, but that was sort of just his nature.  “Someone is a little gossip, aren’t they?” he mused, laughing.  “Not a whole lot today; I almost got caught the other day on my break hooking up with another one of the bartenders; that sure was an adrenaline rush.”  Orion didn’t think it was against policy to have a casual hookup with any of his coworkers, but he hadn’t memorized the handbook.  “That’s what we get for trying to hook up in the bathroom though, I guess.  Have you been in any shenanigans lately?”

She gave him a shit-eating grin. It wasn’t the first time she’d been called a gossip, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. “Oh? Which one? -- you don’t have to tell me, but... I want to know if we’ve had any overlap.” Finley laughed. “You’ve got to be sneakier than that -- anyone can walk in on you if you’re in the bathroom. Plus, you’re bound to catch a disease if you’re there too long. -- Not that I know from experience. My life’s been boring, though. That’s why I’m relying on you for any semblance of fun. You should know that by now.”

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Standing in the aisle of the grocery store, she waited patiently as the person in front of her meticulously picked out each and every avocado, testing it for any imperfections. “You’d think these things were grenades or something,” she joked to the person next to her. “I mean, they’re avocados -- you can’t even tell if they’re actually good until you cut into them, y’know?”

@pettylcvers​

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Finally making her way over to the inn, Finley texted Charlotte, hoping that the woman was already ready for their evening together. It had been too long of a week. Too boring. She wanted nothing more than to mix things up, and maybe, just maybe, have some fun doing so. Once the woman came outside to meet her, Finley rolled her eyes. “About time, Lola. What’ve you been up to?”

@charlottejackman​

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looks-by-lainie​:

“Which is why you’re lucky to have me on your side” She grinned as she looked for the man who had disappeared for their bottle of wine. “Normally I would but today you have scared them all away” she laughed. “The second one wasn’t that bad, they just didn’t have as many options” She shrugged, grinning as she heard footsteps and glasses clinking in their direction. “And here we go,”

Lainie was right. She was lucky to have her, whether it was at a function for picking out caterers or if it was just as a friendly support. “Maybe you should take the lead this time. Let me learn from your expertise.” Finley chuckled, taking a small sip of her wine. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

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devinestardust​:

“I don’t know about that,” humble was rarely a word used to describe Orion, and he figured it was the curls and bright green eyes that let him get away with it for so long.  “Well, Finley, I could never take away your spotlight, now could I?” he drawled, leaning on the bar top.  “I know my place in this town; and it’s usually under you.”

Flattery was something that Finley was used to. But now it seemed like Orion was blowing smoke up her ass -- and she wasn’t falling for it. “At least someone does. It’s a shame more people haven’t learned by now,” she joked. “But seriously -- other than being forced to wake up at an ungodly hour to work the lunch shift... what have you been up to? Give me all the deets.”

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pettylcvers​:

SHE WANTED TO SNAP at finley, to knock the blonde down a peg or three but instead she took a slow breath before saying. “ you should care babe. if you car makes the weird sound before we leave i’ll take a look at it. sounds mean things ! ”

“I don’t know anything about cars. That’s why I brought it to you. I’ll care when you say to care.” She shrugged. “Worst case scenario, I’ll finally have to get a new one, right? This one’s nearly ten years old... and it’s been through a lot.”

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sylviadennison​:

“I appreciate that,” she said with a small smile, feeling a little more at ease by the woman’s comments. Truthfully, Sylvia couldn’t handle confrontation, so it brought her relief to be on a nicer note with the blonde. “That was my intention. When all else fails, throw good compliment their way,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders. “I’m Sylvia,” she introduced herself politely. 

Finley tried her best to keep the polite smile on her face, almost feeling badly for the woman. It was clear that she wasn’t used to someone being so harsh... but eventually, she would need to learn. “Finley,” she offered, sticking out her hand to initiate a handshake. “How long have you been in Bluebell? And when’d you start baking vegan?”

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jxrdyns​:

“Really ? I feel like it deserves at least a five. Got to give me the extra points for dealing with your bullshit.” she retorted, an icy smile apparent on her face. “I was trying to enjoy my lunch before your whiny tone ruined that.” she said, gesturing towards the food in front of her. 

“A five is reserved for something with enough creativity to at least be unique. You weren’t, so you don’t make the cut. Sorry, babe.” Finley shrugged. “What’s for lunch, then? Anything good?”

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charlottejackman​:

“I’ll never understand how you can turn down a cupcake.” Lola admitted. It was no secret that the girl had a sweet tooth. The inn nearly always smelled like baked goods, whether she had made something herself, or Maisie had brought her leftovers for the day. And who was she to deny herself the pleasure of a few cookies or a slice of carrot cake. “I say we just go swimmin’ at the inn. No matter how long I live here, I’m always gonna be afraid of what kind’a creatures live in the pond, and if we get too drunk we won’t need anyone to drive us home. We can just crash at my place.” She thought aloud. After all, it wasn’t a proper swim without a lack of suit and a couple of drinks, right? 

“Lots of training. And practice,” Finley teased. It’d taken years to get used to saying no to things that she wanted -- she just so happened to be better at it when it came to desserts than when it came to shoes. “Sounds like a plan, Lola. I’ll bring over drinks, we can gossip, you can tell me everything I’ve been missing while I’ve been working... it’ll be perfect.”

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looks-by-lainie​:

“You’d die” She grinned as she skipped back over to her seat and plopped down once her skirt and top were back to their regular placements. “I think you’d have torn someone’s head off if it was more than five, but I’d just have to have given him a little more incentive if it was any longer” She smirked and crossed one leg over the other. “I’ll hold you to that”

“Truly, I would,” she hummed, glancing around the room as she waited for the next of their victims to come forward and present their case. Hopefully the afternoon would be over soon, and then the two of them could go back to whatever trouble they could get themselves into. “You should give me more credit. I can be patient when I want to -- or when it’s worth it. It’s not my fault that the talent that’s shown up today is worse than a second grade graduation performance.”

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devinestardust​:

“Oh I would be the worst doctor,” Orion agreed.  “But I bet I’d be a hit on college campuses everywhere with fake prescription write ups and shit.”  He had no idea if college kids still did even a fraction of the stuff he had gotten up to, but he liked to believe the youth were still causing problems.  “It keeps me humble,” he commented dryly as he watched her observe him.  “Ah, yes, my charm known far and wide - I’m glad you’ve grown to appreciate it too,”

Finley scoffed. The idea of Orion writing out fake prescriptions, handing them to hare-brained students who wanted a quick fix was amusing, if not dangerous. “Something’s gotta,” she mused, taking a sip from her glass. “I’m honestly surprised you’re not the talk of the town with all that charisma you’ve got boiling up inside of you. However do you do it?”

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charlottejackman​:

“Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment, but now I kind of want to try one.” She doubted it would compare to the treats she threw together on her own, but the idea of trying something new always intrigued the blonde. “What the hell did she use to substitute the eggs?” She wondered aloud. “Maybe… applesauce? or like… Fuck, I don’t even know.” She was rambling again, but she grew quiet at the idea of what the two could do. “I think if this town has to listen to me wale at a microphone one more time this month, they’re gonna ban me from the bar, honestly. I know it’s not extravagant, but the only other options I can think of are heading out of town for a night and pretendin’ we don’t live here, or skinnydippin’ down at the old swimmin’ hole.” She paused for a moment. “Although, the pool at the inn is much cleaner – and we could have cold drinks there.”

“Better you than me. I don’t need cupcakes, vegan or otherwise. I’ll stick to fresh fruit and a glass of wine,” Finley laughed. “How do you expect me to know? I barely cook for myself, anyway. I couldn’t substitute anything, even if I wanted to.” The idea of Lola at another karaoke night was a bad one. Finley didn’t need the girl to admit it to know it was true. But at least the woman had a good sense of humor about it. “Either one’s good with me. My only other option was streaking down Main Street one night. So... I’m down for pretty much anything that’ll make this town livable again.”

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devinestardust​:

“Drinks are easy, since I’m the one making them,” Orion countered.  “When I have to write down specific food requests?  The cooks yell at me because my handwriting is practically illegible.”  He pulled out a napkin and a pen, scrawling out a few different drink names to prove his point.  “It’s like half cursive half just a straight up scribble.”  He hated writing things, almost excursively typing things or, if it had to be handwritten, begging his sister to do it or him.  “Hey, this is the Rammer Jammer, you get to enjoy both at the same time,” sliding the glass over to her, he rest his chin on his palm, shit eating grin plastered to his face.  “I’ve missed your sarcasm.”

“Thank god for that,” she drawled. She watched as he scribbled down an order, trying her best to make sense of whatever nonsense he’d gotten down on one of the napkins. It was in vain. “Maybe you were a doctor in another life. Lord knows you’d be hopeless as one, now.” Finley laughed, taking the glass and enjoying a nice, slow sip. “Have you? Good. You’re one of the few people that actually appreciate it. I missed your...” She paused, letting her eyes wander over him. “Charm.”

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looks-by-lainie​:

“What you wanted wine and I’m making sure we get it” She shrugged with a laugh as she stood and rolled her skirt up once for a little extra emphasis. “Of course we are.” she smirked as she walked over to the man who suddenly looked very alert when she brushed her fingers over his arm and made the request before skipping back to Finley “He’ll have it here in five minutes”

“God, what would I do without you?” she laughed, watching as Lainie worked her magic. The girl was a delight to watch, and even better to know. Finley definitely appreciated having her around during this bore of a day. “Five minutes is perfect. If I had to wait any more, I don’t know if I could handle it. -- next one’s on me, though, yeah?”