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@freyatalbot-blog
âOkay, I know I said weâll come out have some food, get shit faced and go home, but that doesnât mean you have to give me that pouty look when you have a plate of chicken parm in front of you. If you donât eat, iâll take you the hospital and hook you up on tubes, and guess what......thereâs no alcohol allowed.â She glared at her friend, âcome on Lil, iâm trying to be happy here, canât you try with me?â
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halliehendrix:
âPlease, Trump wouldnât set foot in these doors if his life depended on it. He likes to surround himself with terrible people, and though the bartenders here can be sort of shitty, we donât compare to Trumpâs team of satanic worshipers.â She began, taking a prolonged breath before sipping down on her drink. âNah, the guy here is just bad with his hands. Youâll end up paying for the drink and then the dry cleaning caused by the drink that he spills on you by accident. Happens every time. Not sure why my boss keeps him around, but while he is here, Iâm giving everyone a forewarning.âÂ
âYeah, well I would never expect him to enter the realm that is Los Angeles anyway. Apparently he is too good for everyone, I am just surprised he isnât bad talking shit about his VP behind his back.â She added, slightly tilting her head as the brunette warned her of the customer that shall be arriving soon. Just the thought of the things he would do, only cause the block to turn her head to look towards the exist. âMaybe your boss is getting something out his actions? I donât know but you know what, let him try it with me iâll sedate his ass, and watch him falling him hippo pouncing on water.â
Why are you doing this? Iâm not doing anything. Youâre manipulating everyone.
dylzcarter:
Coming back to LA wasnât something that seemed all that big to the blonde, considering outside of New York, it seemed that it was their other home. They always knew that theyâd be coming back, they just havenât expected to be residing there indefinitely anytime soon. But after the huge falling out at the Carter restate between herself, Rose, and Raina, as well as some other personal issues, Dylan found themselves needing to get out of the city. Coming to LA was the only logical option, even more so as they got signed to a new project that would begin taping in under a few weeks. This day, however, they would find themselves laying low at a local cafe. Head stuck in their laptop. They were used to people recognizing them, they just hoped that they were able to blend into the rest of the crowd. It wasnât until a familiar voice cut in on their lost thoughts, that Dylan would come to look up at the person. Blue hues falling upon the blonde, âWell, shit ââ They began, ââ if it isnât Dr. Talbot.â With a smirk, they leaned back against their seat, and crossed their arms, âYeah, itâs good to see you too, Frey.â Shrugging, âThought it was time to get back to work. A couple of projects in the works, was just easier to have LA as a home base for the time-being. What are you doing here? I figured youâd stick it out in the city.â
Seeing the other blondeâs reaction only made her smile. Hell Freya never thought she would have made it here to California to work. She thought she would have stayed in her home town, possibly climb that ladder, but New York was tough. âSounds like youâve been busy since getting back, havenât had time to scratch your head, huh?â She asked, only to pull the chair out from across the other to take her seat. âHigher job opportunity. After all I didnât go to school in London to stay in the position I was in, iâm only doing justice for all that learn, and nights where I busted my head to research and write papers. Tell me I did the right thingâŚ.â she told the other, letting out a soft sigh. âI mean, I left home and came to some place newâŚâŚstaying in that working phase, ignoring people.â She shook her head, âsounds like I need to take my ass to see a shrinkâŚ..you knowâŚ.being anti-social and shit. Itâs going to be the death of my vagina. What if I get older and iâm one of those people are online cams and shit?â She cringed shaking her head, âokay lets stop talking about that. What kind of stuff are you working on? Do you need help? I donât know how much help I can beâŚ.since itâs all medical up here.â She pointed to her head, âbut I can try, and well learn.â
âItâs never too early for a Bloody Mary,â Romina grinned before taking a sip of her alcoholic beverage. It was 8 am on a Saturday morning and after the long week she had she felt like she deserved this. Her hair was up in a messy bun, she was wearing an oversized black Adidas long sleeve shirt with her favorite pair of vintage denim shorts. She had literally rolled out of bed to make this 8 am breakfast meet up. âSo whatâs so urgent that this couldnât wait?â She sighed. âIt better be good because Iâm missing out on precious beauty sleep right now. Ya dĂmelo, que pasa?âÂ
Freya had texted Romina to meet up at the cafe for breakfast. It had been a while since she had met the latina and wanted to just catch up on things, and life. As she sat there the waiter had just brought her a cup of a coffee and a croissant with butter. Glancing down at her wristwatch it was eight in the morning on the dot and there was no sign of the brunette, it was then that Freya figured that maybe Romina wouldnât should. Not a second later the brunette walked in, Freyaâs eyebrows shot up as she took not of the otherâs drink. âA Bloody Mary at eight in the morning?â She asked, âare you trying to cure a hangover, or are you.........just trying to get drunk for lunch time?â She gestured to the seat across from her, âwell its been like a few weeks, wanted to see what the hell you were up to. And whereâs this next party weâre hitting together?â
  âSo, is there something else I can get you? My shift here is ending soon and not to like toot my own horn here, but trust me, youâre gonna wanna order from me before the next guy comes in. Unless youâre looking to take another shower for the evening, then, in that case, you are free to ignore me and carry on doing what youâre doing.âÂ
Freya had the longest day at the hospital today, and not to mention that some new intern had to substitute in the operating room with her had caused her nerve to just rattle and she was in desperate need of drink or two tonight. But as she sat on the stood, tapping her fingers on the counter as to what she was deciding to drink the bartender went on, and she tried to pass as much as she was saying out the other ear. âAnd might I know why I have to order before said guy comes in? Heâs not President Donald Trump is he?â
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New York, it was a place that Freya always called home, a place where she always went back, a place where she grew up before running off to college to become the young women she was today. But an opportunity arisen, one that she could not refuse. Becoming a doctor was her dream, but moving up the ladder was an even better achievement. Here she was in Los Angeles as the Head Surgeon in her department. The blonde was happy with work, but her social and personal life was a flunk as she had no one to really talk to, that was until she heard an old friend of hers making an appearance in LA as well. The hot sun, the green grass, what better weather could she have asked for. As she made her way into a local restaurant she approached the table only to greet the other blonde. âDylan.â She spoke, a smile lingering on her lips, âitâs so great to see you, again. What are you doing here?â
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