just survive.

home to andrew reed & lucy monroe.

[mapleflames]

"okay hear me out..." luka's face forms into a smirk. "i came up with this new recipe and i want you to give it a try and let me know what you think. i need to perfect it before i give it to my boss." he nods. "so think you could try it and let me know if i need to change anything?" @turtlebay-starters

[fvrgedsecrets]

lucy was always up for trying new things depending what it was. when it came to food she was especially willing. 'sure. what's the recipe? i'd love to help.''

[bayvlods]

Location: Outside Church of God Open to all! @turtlebay-starters

The phone call had ended so abruptly that Adam thought he'd hung up by mistake. He tore his phone away from his ear, stared incredulously down at the flashing 'call ended' on screen, and thought expressly, about throwing his cell into the ocean, if only it mean he'd never have to hear from that pompous piece of shit media executive ever gain.

"Fuckin' asshole-" he mumbled into the lip of his take away coffee cup, fiddling absently with the cigarette tucked behind his left ear.

It was only then he realised he had come to a stock still stop in front of a church. Scowling, Adam pursed his lips and stared up at the sun blotting cross on top of the spire, adjusting his sunnies as to not blind himself. Technically he was Catholic, though very severely lapsed.

"-think if I ask God super nicely he's smote someone for me?" Adam glanced at the random person beside him "-they're a multi-millionaire so like, it's not like they're a real person anyway."

[fvrgedsecrets]

Lucy couldn't help but to stop as she walking by the church. She knew he was only speaking to her since she was there but she stopped anyway. ''Well I can't speak for a God not being very religious myself but I don't think he'd do that. What makes them not real just because they're that rich? Is everything okay ?''

[mournfulroses]

Mahmoud Darwish, from The Butterfly's Burden; "Maybe, Because Winter Is Late,"