Tired

Pete of Harbour Pointe | age 25 | Almost tired of life

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Slip of the Hand Mishap | Open

Grocery shopping. The one activity everyone has to do, love it or hate it. Pete for one doesn’t mind it, it’s a time when he can clear his head and get shit done for once-- sure the only downside is that he has to be around a lot of people, but that’s life. Browsing down the cereal idea Pete couldn’t help but notice a familiar box from his childhood... Captain Crunch. Just the sight of the box made his inner self all giddy, nostalgia sure does hit hard when you’ve missed something for so long, and it’s not like Pete was even exclusively looking for it. There’s only one problem. It’s all the way on the top shelf, because of course it is. Rolling back his sleeves, Pete readied himself to jump and grab it. One. Two. Three. Taking a leap of faith, he jumped and attempted to grab it, barely grasping it, he managed to get it to at least fall... In the trajectory of someone else, Grabbing it at the last moment, Pete couldn’t help but smile in embarrassment. “Eheheh.... Sorry.” 

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Baycourt Holiday Party

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Crackin’ Open a Cold Too Many | Pete & Georgia

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Pete sat at the bar waiting for a buddy of his to show up, one he’d frequently find himself meeting up with at the bar to drink with and have an all around good time. A nice stress reliever to crack open a cold one... or several... too many. The point is she’s a good drinking buddy of his, and an overall nice person to hang around. Pete sat around for what felt like ages listening to whatever crap it was they played on the speakers. Splurging only a little bit, he ordered and drank two beers to hold him over... and some wings of course, you can’t go wrong with hot wings. Finally a familiar face showed up and sat down next to him. “Almost thought you wouldn’t show up.” Pete shot a smile and couldn’t help but laugh a little, asking the bartender for another round for the two of them. “How’s it been? Everything going well?” 

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“How much whiskey do ya’ need?” Now that’s the real question, there’s no doubt in her mind that the fridge consist of at least one damn bottle of whiskey. “A shot glass or a whole bottle?” A joke, obviously. Even if he did request a bottle, she wouldn’t dare send him to hell just yet. 

Once she reached her destination, Sabrina opened the door to heaven and revealing all of her pearls inside the fridge. “Alriiiighty~ We going with whiskey tonight so…” Eenie, meenie, miney, mo. “Benchmark will do.” Not a huge fan of the brand but, who is she to judge? It was free. While she took her time to pull out the bottle and admire it, she listened carefully to his story with a puzzled face.

“Well, that makes two of us.” She lowered the bottle a bit before shaking it gently, grinning widely. “Yeah, yeah. Hold your horses.” She always keeps small glasses within reach, resting comfortably above the fridge. You can tell she uses them frequently if they aren’t collecting dust. Pouring a generous amount in his glass, she maneuvered her feet to close the fridge’s door before handing him the first shot of the night. “Cheers my friend.”

A shot glass or a whole bottle, “I’ll have to sit on that thought. Both are too tempting.”. Hell, Pete’s had an entire bottle before, it’s not like it’s an irregular thing for him to drink an entire bottle of whiskey. Oh to hell with it, sharing is caring. Pete watched as Sabrina picked out a random bottle of whiskey out of the fridge full of alcohol and other stuff that goes into a fridge whatever that is. Pete doesn’t usually drink his whiskey cold but it’s not a bad idea if you don’t have somewhere proper to keep the drink. 

Pete could only give a “heh” to Sabrina saying his story made two of them. It really does feel to him as if the two were meant to encounter each other again since high school, their paths crossing once again he was at least grateful to see her again. Pete took the shot glass Sabrina gave him and accepted her celebratory cheers. “Cheers~” Tossing back the shot went fairly easily, the whiskey had an interesting taste having been chilled, it didn’t necessarily burn as much but hey, whiskey is whiskey. “Ahh” Lowering the glass, Pete laughed. “Glad to see ya again after so long, I really am, can’t lie.” Pete couldn’t help but laugh a little though, “Didn’t expect the reunion to be like this per say, but this is good anyways.” 

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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Sabrina couldn’t help but chuckle at his invitation, wondering what happen to that cute little hermit boy she used to toy with so much in high school. “How could I ever say no to you?~” And a highly tempting offer she will gladly take. “Don’t have work until afternoon so, why the hell not.” Shrugging her shoulders gently, Sabrina smiled before waving her hand to follow behind. “Let’s drink to this reunion with our shirts on.” Petty? Yes, but it’ll be worth it at the end. See, it’s like a sport– You gotta get them hooked first until they bite and reel them in. Seems to work every time like a charm.

“Anything in specific you’d like to drink? Got just about every damn poison in this room.” Not even a lie, her cabinets and even the freezer held endless bottles of alcohol. Gotta keep our guests entertained, right? “You name it, I got it.” She turned around to make sure Pete was following behind, seeing if he had… Wondering eyes. “So? How’s life treating ya? Settled down yet?” 

That’s the Sabrina he knows. Pete couldn’t help but laugh a little on the inside. Nodding his head in an agreement he verbally gave it as well. “Fair enough, let’s drink with our shirts on then.” Her next question was... very very hard to answer... oh who is he kidding. “How much whiskey you got?” Pete looked towards her cabinets that he could only assume was where all of it was at-- until a question was popped over to him. “Huh? Oh uhh...” Pete took a second to respond, the questions caught him off for sure. “Umm, well I’m doing about as well as anyone working in the IT department can be.” Pete shook his head to her other question. “And no, not settled down either, I really haven’t been... searching I guess.” Not something he thought he’d be talking about right now but hey it’s whatever. Quickly changing the subject, a little bit out of embarrassment, he brought up the alcohol again. “Uhh-- so whiskey, you have it right?” 

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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What did she had in mind? The same thing you do.

But an opportunity like this is golden, and for old times sake, she was determined to make him flustered and weak to his knees. A goal she never got to meet back in their day.  “Hmmmm…~” Her grip on his hand soften up a little, pulling him closer to her. “Well… I was thinking~” You could stay the night and have a couple of drinks, was the plan… 

But you made me put a shirt on.

“You’ve had such a rough day… I could give you a little extra cash and a water bottle~ I’m sure you’re very thirsty~” Cue that innocent, tantalizing smile. With those words, Sabrina released his hand from her grasp and took a step back. “Unless… You had other things in mind?”

Ouch, that hurts.. not really, he expected as much coming from Sabrina but he shrugged it off and laughed a little. “Oof, that hurts.” His laugh continued to linger on a little bit. “I dunno, I mean my job is done, I’m clocked out and I’m not busy the rest of tonight.” Pete shrugged, “I figured maybe we could have a few drinks and have some--” Oh how should he put it? “Fun?” In the years they hadn’t seen each other, Pete had changed a fair amount, now much more bolder and braver than how he was in highschool, a hermit crab that got nervous just talking to Sabrina, even if he had gotten used to being around her at the time. 

“Whaddya say?” Two can play at this game, Pete shot a smile back that only spoke of mischief. “No shirts required~” His voice rang as he gave her his offer, hoping it’d pull back her attention.

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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Only a thumbs up? Damn, am I that old? A pout began to form on her lips as her eyes followed him around to her computer station, standing a few feet besides him. “Yep. Tried that already.” Sabrina continued to watch attentively as he attempted to press and scan around her PC. Maybe if she knew what the problem is, she’ll be able to fix it herself in the future…

But what’s the fun in that?

Her… Inappropriate thoughts escaped the moment she heard an ‘Aha’. “Found the problem?” Her curiosity caused her to lean in a little too close, trying to see this problem that caused her a migraine for trying to figure it out. Geeze. “… That was it?! Really?!” Ugh, I’m an idiot. Shaking her head in disbelief, she scooted back out in order to give him the space he needed. Slowly, the screen began to brighten up and dazzling her view. “Wow, that was lame. Sorry for calling you out for this.” 

The least she could do is repay him for his time. “Let me make it up to you, yeah? It’ll be worth your while~” A mischievous smile took over her lips, inching herself close enough to hold his hand between her palms. “We have so much to catch up on~”

Pete already knew she had tried pressing the power button and all the basic stuff but- you never know, sometimes technology just hates you. Pete nodded, “Yup, that was really it.”. Her later apologies made him chuckle a tiny bit. “Oh no you’re fine-- it’s my job to do stuff like this anyways.” Well he was already clocked out but it was still his day to day job, hell he’s experienced way more stupid scenarios. 

“Oh you don’t-” Pete cut himself off as she gave him a face he’s all too familiar with, making her way closer and closer to him. Pete gulped, a nervous smile catching his face. “Y-yeah you could say that.” They hadn’t exactly seen each other since-- well just about forever ago, but  Pete knew exactly what she was getting onto but still asked anyways. “What did you have in mind?” God he’s so stupid and weak. 

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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Okay, that made Pete laugh, he couldn’t lie about that. “And probably the last--” She hasn’t changed a single bit-- personality wise that is, but at least that meant he knew it was still the same Sabrina that he always knew. In other news, now Pete has slightly wet marks on his white work shirt from her uhh-- everything on the front from her hug... oh well. Pete’s attention was grabbed again when she invited him in finally and asked him to pick up the towel that had dropped on the floor while she went and put clothes on. “Bite me.” Pete whispered under his breath, half a joke, half a snap at her. 

Pete swiftly lifted up the towel and continued to walk to her room, a slower pace than her of course as he looked around her apartment, it was-- fairly well kept at least. That was his thoughts until he entered her room full of camera equipment and instruments as well as a whole bunch of other stuff. Sabrina popped out of her closet and presented herself with some clothes on. Not better but at least good enough for the time being, hell you could practically still see her chest even with the shirt on. Pete rather enjoyed the first view but he has a job to do right now. 

Pete gave her a thumbs up and went straight to work inspecting all of the wires, pressing the power button and all the normal stuff... “hmm okay.” Pete looked intensely at the problem, determined to get it fixed when his idea from before popped up. Pete crawled on the ground and looked behind the computer to look at everything plugged into it. Luckily he brought his flashlight and shined it on whatever was there. “Aha.” Going back to the cord plugged into the wall, Pete grabbed on it and pulled wherever it led to, finding a power cable not plugged into the computer to which he went ahead and plugged it in. “Fixed it.” Pete pulled himself back up to stand and pressed the power button on the computer, turning it on instantly. “There ya go!” 

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Big City, Little Heart || Open

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Naturally, Rosalind ran after the thief, pushing through the crowd in an attempt to catch up, but she arrived to the sound of broken glass and the thief sprawled out in front of Pete. She stared in disbelief as the police hauled him away, then bent and picked up her bag now full of broken glass instead of a pretty bowl. At least the pieces were contained. 

She sighed, but gave Pete a smile. “Thank you, that was really brave. And it’s good that he didn’t get away.” The bowl, as much as she liked it, was inconsequential. There were more back at the stall she’d gotten it from and she had no shortage of money. But, curious to see if her wooden necklace had survived, she carefully opened the bag with her one free hand and peeked inside.

The wooden necklace was broken too, its cord sheared through by the glass. Rosalind sighed. “Well, at least I still have my doughnut.” 

Pete watched the whole scene in front of him unfold from the police hauling the guy off to Rosalind finding out everything in her bag was just about as useful as a baseball card. “Yikes...” Pete held his hand over his mouth. “Everything is broken isn’t it?” Pete walked up to her, taking a look inside himself, and just as expected, it wasn’t pretty. “That-- sucks..” Pete turned to look behind him and back at the bag. “Hey if you want me to, I’ll buy you replacements since it is-- partially my fault.” Hearing ‘Well, at least I still have my doughnut.’ was sad enough to him. “Or maybe the vendor will just give you another one if we tell them what happened.”

Pete was sort of at a loss.. .”Geez that sucks.”

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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Ten minutes my ass. They always underestimate their time, ten minutes can mean an hour, and that’s an hour she could’ve spend taking a shower… In which, she did soon as the call dropped…

Maaaaan, was she wrong. Literally seven minutes in the shower, her ears could hear a faint knock coming towards her door. “Shit– That was fast.” Sabrina turned the water off before carefully stepping on the taunting, slippery floor. “Coming! Give me a minute!” Sabrina shouted, frantically looking for some clothes to change into– Fuck it. A towel will do.

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Pete was met instantly with a memory, a goddess from his highschool that for some reason talked to him back in the day.. he guesses college is probably what broke them apart, but that’s talk for another time. 

Pete was met with almost full frontal nudity as well, he could see just about everything. As his face went red, her arms wrapped around him with the girl holding his face... what a fucking highschool reunion, huh? “Uhh yeah it’s.. it’s me.” Pete gulped, down boy now’s not the time. “Ahem-- uhh you’re having computer problems right? Mind putting on some clothes real fast and I can help you?” Honestly in this situation, most kids he went to highschool with would be.. very jealous. And hell, Pete’s jealous of himself right now. He’s got to do a job and he can’t be messing around legally until it’s done. Pete continued to try and look away from her bare chest. Damn it this really sucks. “This is a wonderful reunion and all but--” Pete trailed off, hoping she’d get the hint that he needs to do the job first. 

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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Shit, shit, shit! C’mon stupid computer! No matter how many times she unplugged the computer from the wall and plugged it back in… It wouldn’t turn on. Perhaps even made it worse after beating the poor thing around. With a deadline to meet in just a few days, she couldn’t afford waiting around until tomorrow to get it fixed… So, with that set in mind she picked up her cellphone from the counter and dialed the IT people. 

Tapping her index finger impatiently against the cellular device resting on her cheek, Sabrina sighed loudly while rubbing the bridge of her nose. Seconds felt like hours, and time is something she couldn’t afford to give. 

“Hello~” Took you long enough, damn. “I was calling to see if there’s someone that’s willing to come over and check out my computer? It wont turn on and– Yes. I tried pressing the power button and tried unplugging it.” Trying to cut straight to the chase, she answered any obvious questions every damn IT guy would as. “So, would you be a dear and come over to fix it~?” Not giving a single damn how late it is, her voice demanded a solution to this problem as she gave strict directions on how to get to her house. “I would appreciate it~”

Hmmm.. it sounds like an actual problem this time. Pete decided to skip the questions and interrogations. With a sigh Pete looked at his watch and back to whatever he was looking at in the first place. “Alright uhh-- Give me at least ten minutes and I’ll be there to take a look okay?” Pete had a single suspect for this, and that was that while the cord may be plugged into an outlet, it may have wiggled itself undone from the back of the computer itself. “Okay thank you.. see you in just a bit.” Standing up from his chair and stretching he decided he might as well pack up and clock out. The person lives in the same apartments as him so he might as well go home too. Pete punched his card in and tossed it back on his desk. “ugh-- fuck me I’m tired.”

Exiting the building, Pete made his way to his car and headed on over back to the apartments, tossing off his work jacket in the passenger seat, leaving his white tucked in shirt and work pants with his belt along with his shoes. Pete zoomed on back to the Fairview Gardens apartments to the person’s door who was having the problem, knocking on it a few times, standing in the single light shining from above their door. Pete began to whistle while waiting.

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The IT Guy | Pete & Sabrina

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Pete sifted through his last e-mails, final voice messages, hoping to finish up his day. He’d done quite an amount of overtime which was debateably a good thing. More money in his pockets, but less rest for him... oh well, such is the life of working in the IT department. Anyways.. the night had been fairly quiet for the most part. Throwing his body backwards in his desk chair, Pete let out a long winded sigh... pure quietness. That is until his desk phone rang. “GOD DAMN IT!” Pete ran his hands down his face and groaned, picking up the phone. “Baycourt Management, IT department speaking.” Pete completely forgot to say his name he was so tired. “How can I help you?” 

Did Pete want to slam his head against the wall? sure, yes, absolutely... but this was going to be the last one for the day considering he should’ve clocked out hours ago and it was nearing midnight. Pete listened to the person’s case with small nods of acknowledgement every now and then, even if the person couldn’t see them. 

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Big City, Little Heart || Open

Rosalind enjoyed seeing the sights of the Harvest Market. It was great that it was within walking distance of the Baycourt office because it allowed her to stretch her legs and go see the bay anytime she wanted. It wasn’t the countryside, and she did miss it, but the city had its own merits. 

Munching on a sweet doughnut she’d bought at one of the stalls, Rosalind continued down the street, a bag of goodies she’d purchased swinging in her hand. Inside, a wooden bracelet jangled against a star-shaped glass bowl that would look perfect on her desk filled with little candies. 

Or it would have but it’d just been snatched out of her hand as the thief disappeared into the crowd. Rosalind turned with a loud “Hey!”

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Pete really only goes to the market when he’s bored, and also when he needs groceries. Sometimes he just finds better deals than at other places. Pete rubbed his nose when he couldn’t find the one thing he was looking for, bok choi to make some stir fry with noodles... oh well. Guess it’s as good a time as ever to start heading home.

 Pete’s thoughts trailed off as he sees a snatcher making a run for it. Looks like he just stole it too. Oh look he’s making his way to Pete, perfect timing. Setting his bag down, Pete gets his arm in the prime position to lay a fist straight into the thieve’s face. The man runs straight into Pete’s direction, looking back to make sure he’s in the clear just up until Pete throws a punch that it shifted his balance and almost made him fall over from the momentum it took. Pete regained his balance but heard a loud crashing noise... of glass. “Are you serious? Oh God damn it...” He may have stopped him but he didn’t at all save what was being stolen. “Oh you’re so dead mea-” Pete was about to walk up to the guy now on the ground to give him a couple more punches up until the security guards came up and dragged him off. “So much for that...”