[stilesblues]

@the_ryan_kelley: Oh M Gee..He touched me! I’m never taking a shower!!!

[kwanghale]

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camdenblake:

“It’s nothing I haven’t heard before,” Cam assured casually. “And if you need a drink consider it on me.”

       “A true Irishmen never says no to a drink” he joked lightly. “How’s the volunteering going these days bud?”

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adriana-romero:

“You absolutely can let me comfort you, Harry Rivers. I won’t let you mope alone.”

“I don’t think I’d really call this comforting” he mused, slightly distracted.

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camdenblake:

Accepting the plate he noted that Harry was definitely distracted to say the least. “Anything I can clarify that’s rolling around up there?”

“Ah no, just some family stuff. Sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped” Harry apologised halfheartedly.

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dahliaft:

Dahlia looked at him, playfully raising a brow. “You and Mason did something to taint your squeaky clean image? You sure about that?” She teased with a grin. Lia only looked away to wrap a ribbon around the bouquet and write out a card. She smiled to herself before setting it to the side. “Oh, she isn’t? That’s good! You’ll always have Netflix at your side, you should have a wedding! So long as I’m maid of honour.” She winked before shrugging. “You can pick me up from my place? Or I could meet you at your’s. Whichever’s easier for you.” Lia huffed teasingly and folded her arms. “Now you’re just mean! I wanna be a part of your fam, babe.” She grinned before excusing herself to quickly go in the back to grab the customer’s arrangement. Dahlia gave a few tips for keeping it fresh before they left. “Oh, what book?” She questioned as she moved back towards Harry, standing beside him.

       “I’m 100% sure, actually we did a lot of things. However I’ve sworn him to secrecy thus you’ll never know what exactly we did” he shrugged, leaning against the counter as arms folded across his broad chest. “That’s up to Nextflix not me, and when I said they weren’t the jealous type -- I lied. They’d obviously be very jealous around you” he continued the joke with a half crescent smirk hanging from amused petals. “I’ll come to you, where are you living now?” things had changed in town, thus he’d assumed Dahlia had moved into her own place. “Nope, you had your chance but you ruined it with that comment. Sorry babe” he emphasised the repeating word with a wink. Honeyed orbs never left Dahlia’s figure, he was entranced by her passion. Clearing his voice with fear it would betray his confidence Harry replied “an old classic -- The Outsiders. It’s being modernised and whatnot” he explained.

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camdenblake:

“You can’t pass me that, plate? Well something must be really wrong here. Maybe I should check your vitals?”

        Harry hadn’t been listening to the other as his mind had been plagued with thoughts of his sisters health once again. “My vitals are fine” he dismissed, handing the plate with little interest.

[welldriven-deactivated20230409]

“ 10 minute break, we’ll be back in a moment – “ it’s spoken from the mic up front and Sloane finds her way off the stage and into a table closest. She only had 10 minutes to take a breather, and since smoking was out of the question, she decided to order something ( one thing ) to drink. it’s only when she noticed the jacket hanging from the chair next to her, she realizes it might be taken. 

   “ Scuse me, were you sitting here? I’m terribly sorry.. “ 

[harry-rivers-blog]

“Kind of” he replied politely before retrieving his jacket “but it’s fine, I was just leaving anyway.”

[angclika-blog]

          “No — no it’s okay! It’s completely alright, no need to say sorry or anything. You might of not been wanting to say sorry but rather then yell at me but either way, I’m all good. Didn’t feel it —- actually can’t feel anything!”

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       “Ellie?” the concerned male waded through the crowd of people, pushing back the male standing a little too close to his friend. “What’s ah, going on? Are you okay?” they seemed more than a little intoxicated.

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“Sorry -- I can’t do this right now.”

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bittybattystamour:

“University,” She said automatically, beginning to follow him cautiously. It was a lie, but a plausible one. “Why, are you from around here?”

     “Born and raised. I actually just came back from a five year period of being gone... this place hasn’t changed a bit though.”

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dahliaft:

“Ah, but of course! I can’t argue with him a little since… You are squeaky clean but a leather jacket makes everyone look like a badass. You pulled it off better than most.” She smiled as he moved closer, pleased that the time apart hadn’t made them awkward around one another. Dahlia playfully raised a brow. “I would hate to intrude on your Netflix and Chill time, Harry. By all means, keep your plans and just fit me in whenever you can.” She smiled, shaking her head. “I didn’t mean it quite like that.” But still, she couldn’t hold in her laughter as she watched him spinning. “You’re crazy.” Lia teased before smiling at him. “Don’t worry, I’ll just have to be a part of the family some other way or metaphorically then.” Dahlia then moved to pick a few flowers up, moving to the counter and putting together a bouquet. “What project do you have lined up next?”

        “Hey, you wouldn’t believe the shite Mason and I got up to in London okay? You think I was squeaky clean then” he dared, ivory cheeks blushing crimson at the small compliment the raven haired beauty paid him. “Netflix isn’t the jealous type, it’ll always be there for me when I come crawling back at the end of the day. So tomorrow it is”. Amber orbs looked at his phone as he opened up the notes section “where should I pick you up from?” he mused with a somewhat nervous timbre. “Everyone needs a little crazy in their life” Harry shrugged. “Nope, that whole offer is off the table! You can never become apart of my family after a comment like that.” Pacing towards the front window Harry became distracted by a customer entering the store “it’s a book to movie adaption” he admitted softly.

[obriens]

#well…

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dahliaft:

“Aw, c’mon. I think you looked good! Leather jackets suit you. At least in my opinion.” Lia shrugged, trying not to think too much more about how they used to be. She looked over to him and smiled. “How about tomorrow? I’m closed so it seems like a great option.” Dahlia clicked her tongue. “She might approve more now but she’ll still be a little iffy about you, unfortunately. You earned it so to me? That’s better than the money I have. All I did was sit around and more money was thrown at me.” She mused before letting out a true laugh. “Are you suggesting I ask? Do you want to come back one day and have me as your adopted sister?”

       “Do they make me look bad arse? Because Mase said nothing would ever smug my squeaky clean imagine” slender fingers brushed petals as he crept closer to Dahlia. He was soaking up every moment she allowed him to bask in her presence. He’d missed her as a friend more than anything. “Like I said, I’ll free up my busy schedule of Netflix and chill for you” he smirked, holding out a hand as if to make a deal. “Luckily I’m not a scared sixteen year old kid anymore. I -- no, don’t say that you earned this business. It doesn’t matter how you got the money -- you earned all of this” spun dramatically, gesturing to the entire store. “Oh fuck, I really didn’t think that through... no, don’t ever ask to be adopted by my parents... No matter how much Evie or mum beg.”

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dahliaft:

“No, but you still have the better voice, always did. Danny.” She winked playfully before smiling. “Okay, okay. Since it won’t be your car or mine, I wouldn’t feel so bad… We can do that, if you really want to. It’ll be nice.” Dahlia nodded at the idea of seeing the video of the two of them. “Perfect, thank you. I have a feeling I’ll have a little embarrassment to watch it again but I look forward to it.” She shrugged a little. “When do they do anything but? Having a son would’ve pleased them more but at least they thought having a daughter, they could use her in deals. But alas, I don’t stick to their plan. If you’re not from money, she won’t like you. Period. It’s not just you, she hated a lot of people that’s why they moved away from here.” Lia really did despise that part of her mother. The fact she couldn’t see past things like that. “Honestly, being adopted into your family was my birthday wish for years. I would’ve loved it but it never came true. She would’ve noticed, your mum loves you!”

        “God, don’t bring up those Leather jackets again, they scared me for life. I can’t believe I got up in front of the entire school in pants as tight as that and sang, what was wrong with me?” a genuine chuckle escaped pouted petals as a crimson blush painted ivory skin. “Pick the day and I’ll be outside your place in a rented car -- by rented I mean I’m going to steal Mason’s. You looked perfect, but I might give you second hand embarrassment” he admitted with a nonchalant shrug. Watchful orbs never left Dahlia as she rearranged flowers so carefully, it reminded him of the first time they’d met. “I think she’d like me a lot more now though, unless she’d consider me new money” it was like they had been stuck in the Titanic as teens, he thought. “If you want, I’m sure my mum would adopt you now that I’m away so often.” 

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dahliaft:

“Are you sure that’s such a wise idea? One of us continued with the performing whereas the other did not. I have a feeling I’d break some windows and mirrors.” She teased with a playful smile, letting out a chuckle. “We certainly have grown up but… Memories are nice.” Lia sighed as she moved to put some more bouquets in the buckets. “Well, Mother wants me to give up the shop. She wants me to marry some… Rich guy so Dad can make a deal with his dad. Y’know, normal things.” She shook her head as she looked at him. “You’re here now, that’s all that matters. You don’t need to worry, family is what’s important.” Lia chuckled and nodded. “Your mum is. I swear she’s come in here more than I do.” She teased before laughing once more. “I love her coming here. It’s nice to talk to her, you know I love your mum.”

        “I don’t recall becoming a singer -- there’s a reason that didn’t happen. Good thing the car won’t be mine then” he mused, attempting to convince her to actually hangout with him after years of radio silence. “I’m going to send it to you, watch it when you get a chance okay? They’re still trying to sell you off like a farm animal? God, it never really occurred to me that the reason she didn’t like me was because of my somewhat humble beginnings...” Dahlia’s parents hadn’t been around often however when they were they had constant disapproval etched into scowling visages. “I think it’s because she likes spending time with you, I always thought she liked you more than me. We could have switched families and I doubt she would have complained.”