The feeling of a body slamming into her own was not something Celeste was a fan of particularly. She huffed angrily and turned to face the person who had run into her, thus making her spill her hot chocolate. “Uh, no, I’m not okay,” she sighed. “That hot chocolate was way too over priced for me to have only been able to have two sips.”
"Shit, I’m sorry! You didn’t like get burned or anything did you?” He looked around thinking for a moment before he spoke again. “I can pay for another one if you want me to.” He looked around the hall, and then he got his wallet out, and looked at it. “How much was the hot chocolate?”
“FUCK. ME.” she snapped as her phone fell to the ground. a low growl escaped her throat, face red with anger. sunny picked the phone up, dreading to flip it over and look at the screen. she just got the phone earlier that day and she was headed to her apartment to get it set up and get her new phone case on it so something like this wouldn’t happen. although later she’d appreciate his apology and that he took responsibility ( or not… since it was him ), right now she was just plain out pissed. “if i didn’t have the money to get another seven hundred dollar phone, ti spingerei oltre il balcone,” she said.”
When Garrett realized who it was he cringed slightly “Of fucking course.” He listened to what she was saying and muttered to himself without really thinking not sure if she heard him “Been there done that.” He looked around, and then he looked at her “If you’re speaking Italian cause you think I won’t understand you you need to remember that this isn’t the first time you’ve threatened to push me off a balcony.” He then looked back at her “listen... I apologized so like calm down. If you want me to help for as new phone I fucking can I guess.”
a frown immediately makes its way into her face as she leans against the counter, arms crossing over her chest. “i’m not irritable,” she defends, although the opposite is clearly true given the tone of voice. as soon as the bag of popcorn is in her hands, she whips around to pop it into the microwave. the familiar hum of the machine doesn’t do much to help put her at ease, but the scent of cooking popcorn is somehow comforting to her. “your bowls are just annoying, that’s not MY fault,” dolly scoffs, digits gripping the edge of the counter while she taps her nails against the surface. “do you have any extra cash you could lend me, by the way?”
He rolled his eyes at the girl, and then spoke in an exaggeratedly annoyed tone. “I’m not irritable.” He looked around the room, and then he looked at her with a confused expression. “My bowls? My bowls are annoying? Please explain.” He laughed a little, and then he looked at her, and then at her pocket. Then with a slightly worried tone “Yeah, I have some cash I could lend you.” He started to pull it out of his pocket, and then he paused for a moment before handing it to her thinking for a second about whether he should give it to her or not. Before he decided eventually to give it to her, and he handed her the money.
Garrett walked towards his apartment thinking, and not really paying attention to his surroundings. He walked into some, and looked up quickly "Fuck, sorry I wasn't paying attention." He scratched the back of his neck and looked around awkwardly as he waited for them to reply. “are you good?”
it shouldn’t be so hard to find a goddamn bowl but for some reason dolly is struggling more than usual. it could just be the fact that she’s on edge that’s blowing this slight inconvenience out of proportion and driving her nuts, but it’s enough to make her groan dramatically either way. “jesus fucking christ, dude,” she huffs loudly, words accompanied by the sound of tupperware rattling around in the drawer she’s digging in. “you need to hire marie kondo to clean your life up before i tear this place to shreds.” she finds what she’s looking for finally, practically slamming the dish down onto the counter. dolly sniffles a little, turning to face her brother with brows knitting together. “where’s your popcorn?”
Garrett heard his sister, and walked out of his room looking around at the kitchen. He hopped onto an empty bar as he spoke to her “Okay, one it’s not that bad I mean like... I would help you but like you’re being dramatic.” He looked around and saw her slam the bowl on the counter, and chuckled slightly at her then he slid down off of the bar and looked around thinking for a moment about where everything was, and then he opened a cabinet and pulled it out tossing it to her “See, it’s not that hard.” Then he leaned back and said “So is there a reason you’re so irritable today, or did like bowls just do something to like personally offend you?”
Baltimore was shrouded in gray that afternoon, with a thin mist of rain constantly hovering in the air. As Iris walked down a semi-crowded sidewalk, the rain began to crescendo into a downpour, forcing her to take refuge underneath a store awning. It was a bit annoying, given that Mulberry was only a couple blocks away and now she was trapped, but at least she wasn’t alone. She looked to the person next to her who had the same idea as she did and offered them a small smile. “It’s a bit cinematic, isn’t it? Getting caught in the rain. I think I’ve seen this in a romance movie about a million times.”
Garrett walked on the sidewalk on his way back from work. He looked around as he did. He saw the rain begin to start pouring and he ran under an awning. He leaned against the wall, and then looked over at the girl that was beside him and listened to her as she spoke to him, and then when she finished he shrugged slightly, and nodded “I mean yeah I guess.I’m not really fan of rain... or even romance for that matter.” He smiled slightly at the girl, and then he looked at the scene hoping that the rain would at least die down a little soon.
[ chris wood, male, he/him, twenty-five ] WHY by NF? whenever i hear that song, it reminds me of GARRETT SCOTT. maybe because they’re CHARISMATIC but also SECLUDED. they’ve been living at mulberry apartments since OCTOBER of 2018 in APARTMENT 201 and has 1 ROOMMATE.
[ allison, she/her, nineteen, est ]
So I had this done, and then my computer was like hey... I’m gonna fucking shut down. So like that’s fun so let’s try this again with the occasional save. Okay but anyway I’m really excited about this group!!
Background Info ( I might write out like a full ass bio at some point but like not today )
His parents were really neglectful,
He’s been in a total of two even semi serious relationships
When he was younger he would pretty much do whatever he could for money. He would usually find drug, and just other things that were left at his house after a party, and sell it.
He started drinking when he was probably around 10 or so, and he’d just like drink stuff that his parents had lying around. He started like actually throwing parties when he entered high school. He used his parents not being home as much as he could.
He stayed with one of his friends in high school anytime things would get bad at home.
He ended up getting a football scholarship, and he went to college, and now he is a physical therapist, and he’s a football coach on the side.
Personality
He has major commitment issues, and like feels like only like 1% of relationships are like healthy.
He is v overprotective of his sister
He’s a fucking angsty ball of anger, and being a fuck boy.
Even though he is standoffish he hates being alone, but like he’ll get in mood where he just kinda cuts himself off from everyone.
Facts
He hates when people that he’s not close to call him Garr.
Wanted Connections
- listen I’m up to about anything, but I’m gonna put a page up sometime today
- but like if any of ya’ll wanna plot just like this or send me a message
Here’s a playlist for him (also i noticed that there was a no halsey song rule when picking a song so I thought I’d mention it here that there’s some (just one right now, but that might change in the future idk.)
