gold dust woman;

judith ettie polinsky. twenty five. libra. ENFP. "jesus freaks out in the street, handing tickets out for god. turning back she just laughs, the boulevard is not that bad."

[judith-polinsky]

somebody should really play my gal gadot’s fc’s baby daddy with a chris pine fc js!! she’s right here!

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

“If people are surprised by others having sex in a hotel room, they have some shit to figure out. Let them knock away. I’ll go over and invite them to the show,” he joked as he looked up at Jude. “Well I have a roommate now, did I tell you that? Name’s Aaron. He’s been staying on the futon for the last few months ‘cause I’ve been working my ass off and am never home. He’s the one who’s taking over my lease when I leave, so there’s all my shit that’s half packed up and all his shit everywhere else,” he informed her, nodding as he spoke. “I’m not big on roomies, but he walked in on his fiancee with another dude, so I had to be a pal.”

“What show? The show of us vegging out on the bed while we watch House Hunters? Sounds like fun for us and them.” Jude replied back sarcastically with a smile. Jude shook her head, not too sure how Zane had been living life exactly as they had the odd phone call here and there and an exchange of text messages, but nothing like how they communicated when they were both living in the same city which was practically daily. “So if you’ve been working so hard, what made you want to come back here? Not that I’m not stoked to have you back, it just seems like you were sorta on a roll back there?” Jude nodded. “Fuck, pretty shitty situation to be under.”

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

Zane obliged, smoothing his hand under the robe and against the soft skin of her torso before propping himself up on his elbow to look down at Jude. “Alright, alright. You’re safe. For now,” he assured, his stomach growling at the mention of food. “Have you forgotten all the times I drunk serenaded you with Led Zeppelin riffs?” he snorted, dropping back down on his back as he started singing, more like squealing, a riff as his hands shredded the air guitar, a huge grin on his face as he finished. “We can be annoying together. It’ll be a blast, but fair warning, my apartment is a total wreck right now. It’s like a stoner haven.”

“Nope. Hell I think everybody that lives in my building still remembers too. I mean between all your drunk renditions and my very own shower karaoke sessions, we make quite the loud, annoying duo.” Jude grinned, not upset at all by that very fact. The small brunette propped herself up now to look down at her goofy ex belt out a loud riff. “We’re gonna get a knock from the person next to us telling us to shut the fuck up. First all the humping and now this, we really are a loud annoying duo.” Jude shrugged. “As long as you’re okay with my take on cheesy Roxette ballads.” She blinked. “What do you mean? Its not basically empty?” She assumed.

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

Right as Jude spoke about Zane getting his hands under her clothes, he pulled his hand out and stuck it underneath his head as he smashed his lips together. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never touched a naked female body before,” he said as seriously as possible toward the ceiling. “I close on the house tomorrow, fly out on Wednesday to pack up my truck. Should be on my way back by bright and early Thursday.” He contemplated her offer for a moment before answering. “You’d really want to do that? I mean, I’d love the company for sure,” he replied earnestly, not wanting to get his hopes up. 

"Well its about time you start then, so get your hands back under there.” Jude prompted with a small smile. “Just try not to get me naked now because sure enough that’s when the food dude will show up, and then we’ll be scrambling around to get dressed. Its like when you order pizza and go pee, the guy shows up. So awkward.” Jude breathed out heavily, but the smile on her face soon returned afterwards. “Hell yeah, dude, no doubt.” She patted his knee for emphases and reassurance. “We can go, say goodbye to your apartment there, and then take on the road together, jam out to some classic rock and of course, annoy you with all my karaoke sessions.” 

[taylorswifts13]

[judith-polinsky]

tamsinmathers:

   As Tamsin watched her employee leave the bar, she sooner snickered. Once he was gone, she smiled at Jude. “I’m better now, since you made him leave.” She patted the empty stool next to her before calling for the bartender. “Add her too my tab, please?” She asked before downing the rest of her drink before her.

“Just looking out for you, babe.” Jude grinned playfully as she pulled herself up onto the bar stool next to her coworker and asked the bartender for a vodka soda with two limes. “Hitting the booze pretty hard, I see?” Jude teased. “Whats up with you? Rough day at the cotton mill?” She asked as the bartender slid her her order and sipped at her straw. 

[judith-polinsky]

rory-grace:

A small, nervous chuckle escaped her lips before she subconsciously fidgeted with the hem of her scrubs. “I guess so. Guys don’t really harass me, in general. I try not to go out too much,” she shrugged, realizing how lame she was making herself sound. “We don’t, sadly. I really rather spend my day washing dogs instead of giving them shots,” she sighed. It was true though. She loved being a vet but as an assistant, it seemed like all she did was give shots and a couple various activities. “Oh! You’re a professional artist?” A feeling of embarrassment washed over her when she realized that her doodles probably looked so much worse now. “Now my doodles are really no good."

Jude caught on eventually to how shy and reserved the other brunette was, and while Jude knew that maybe she could have toned down the eager personality that usually turned off strangers, she still went on regardless. “Oh come on, you don’t need to be modest around me. I bet you got some goods under your package.” She smiled cheekily. “Fuck, Oh well then.” Jude shook her head as she ran her hands over the middle split of her bangs, and smiled. “No, oh god no, don’t say that. I do like tattoos but fuck, never ask me to do any human crap, because I will for sure fuck up the teeth. I'm sure you’re really good. I mean you got a sketchbook so you must be pretty decent. Can I take a peak at some of your stuff?”

[judith-polinsky]

gabevasile:

Gabe grinned cheekily, winking slightly at her words, “Who says I don’t bullshit him now and tell him fake things? It’s all a part of the fun game that is parenthood. Now that is something you should definitely teach a child, get ‘em started with good music taste from the get-go,” he nodded in agreement. “Getting abducted isn’t all cracked up to be, definite personal experience,” he spoke, sarcasm laced in his tone as he pursed his lips nodding before grinning.

“I like you.” Jude grinned thoughtfully. Though she never personally saw herself as a mother any time soon, she was pretty good about fooling around with children, perhaps because she was still so childish and young herself, but it was good to know there were parents out there that weren’t so stuffy these days. “Exactly. If I were I mama I’d want my children to eat good food, watch good films, and listen to good tunes and have a good time. Thats all that really matters.” Jude scrunched her nose, with a smirk. “Oh, were you probed? Damn, I thought that was all bullshit.”

[judith-polinsky]

scottbarnes:

As she shared her story, Scott’s eyebrows began to raise, and he almost thought they’d be in his hairline by the end of it. “That sounds like one hell of a night,” He quipped, in sincerity; he wasn’t one to judge, and there was something about the way she spun it that made it sound like the painful aftermath was well worth the time. “Don’t worry about it. I’m sure we can rustle up something from people with lives less wildly fun than yours.”

“Yeah, not too bad. I drank way too much for my own good though. But I really don’t know when to put an end to my quota and once I get too drunk I have an inability to say no to the bartender when he asks whether or not I want a refill or another shot. Oh, and I drank on an empty stomach. For future reference never drink on an empty stomach. Or have jager and rose.” Jude shook her head. “But enough about my life lessons, sorry. I’ll keep my eyes peeled anyway for any uhm, suspicious persons out and about and get back to you detective...” She waited for his name.

[judith-polinsky]

scottbarnes:

“No one does.” Scott murmured, almost haunting in his tone. Detracting his gaze from the citizen, he looked around, lips pursed on how best to tell her without spreading any kind of fear or drama; crowd control wasn’t one of his best skills, considering he suffered so terribly from ‘foot-in-mouth’ disease. “It’s nothing all too bad – just a store break in before opening hours, but it wasn’t ass o’clock so we just gotta see if anyone saw anything.”

Jude cracked a smile, happy somebody got her deranged over the line sense of humour, as she crossed her arms over her chest listening. “Oh, damn, you mean around here? No, I haven’t heard or seen anything about that. I mean I was drunk as fuck when I finally went to bed. Like we’re talking face first into my pillow. I even had on one of my pumps when I woke up. My hair was like stuck to my cheek because of all the dry drool on my cheek. Anywaaaay, my point being was I’ve been passed out like all day today. I woke up like an hour ago. Sorry I’m universally useless.”

[judith-polinsky]

rory-grace:

Rory almost laughed at the irony that the girl just wanted a moment of peace but came over to start a conversation. She would have laughed if she wasn’t so taken aback by the amount of confidence spewing from this girl. “Oh, I forgot I was still in these,” she exclaimed, scrunching her eyebrows as she looked down at her scrubs, “I guess I should have changed. But yes- I mean, no- well- I work at the animal hospital.” Rory mentally cursed herself for being so awkward and took a deep breathe. “Not really, I’m no good. It’s just doodles."

“I bet dudes harass you less dressed like that. Oh my god, not that you don’t look good, you totally still look stellar just you know. You’re dressed down for sure.” Jude nodded rest assured as she caught herself looking down at the sketchbook of doodles to shut up her motor mouth from one damn second but then she looked back up at the girl. “Oh sweet, do you groom dogs too? I got a mangy mutt begging for a pamper.” Jude replied. “Hey me too. I used to doodle on the headers of my notebook before I went pro.” She joked.

[judith-polinsky]

rory-grace:

It had been a long day at the office before Rory’s was finally able to make her way out. Still in her vet scrubs, she made her way over to the park to release some stress. Sitting on some random stone steps, she pulled out a sketch pad and started doodling away her worries. A voice startled her out of her focus, causing her hand to flinch and mess up the portion of her art. “Ah, shoot,” she exclaimed before looking up at the stranger, “Oh! Sorry! Am I in your way?"

“Not at all, babe.” Jude smiled and sat her ass down next to the girl and crossed one foot over the other as she leaned back on her arms and stared out. “I just needed a moment of peace for a while. Long ass day, you know what I mean. Well, fuck dude, you must. Work clothes?” Jude guessed as she looked the other brunette up and down. “I mean nobody wears scrubs for fun unless you do then more power to you, babe. You do you.” Jude nodded and formed her hand to make the devil horns. “You an artist?” She asked quite casually.

[zane-foster]

Nerve

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

“Jesus christ, it wasn’t supposed to be an ambush,” he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. If he wasn’t so peeved himself, he would have laughed at her comment about looking like shit. She had to know he couldn’t ever think that, ex or not. “Alright, yeah you’re right. I shouldn’t have said anything. Then maybe we would have had this conversation drunk at a bar, and you’d be even more pissed at me for not telling you. Throw me a fucking bone here,” he said, poking his chest. “There is no right way to bust back into town. I knew this was gonna suck either way. Better to just rip the bandaid off and move forward.” He felt sick to his stomach, thinking about how different things were now. “I really gotta go, J. This shit is too much,” he spat out, turning on his heel to walk away.

“I’m not pissed. I’m stunned. Stop telling me I’m pissed or I really am about to get pissed off.” Jude started to bounce on her feet, even more flustered which made her sound pissed off but even then it was hard to actually ever stay mad at him, after all the utter bullshit they had been through, she had a small ounce of faith that they would come through eventually and finally make amends - someway, somehow. But then he had to go, and Jude stood there dumbfounded, with her hands on her hips, as she recalled the one too many times she had been confronted with this Zane before. The Zane who shut down on her and got the hell outta dodge when things got too much (when she got too much) for him. “Zaaane.” She moaned both tiredly and sadly as he walked away from her. She wanted them to go back and start over, but this was reality and not a fantasy confrontation she created whilst she showered. There were no do overs. 

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[zane-foster]

Nerve

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

Zane felt like he was getting whiplash. He pushed himself off the wall and turned to face her. “Well, babe, you see you said you wanted space. I gave you space, and now you’re pissed at me for giving you the space you asked for. I can’t win with you.” He tossed his smoke to the ground and smothered it with his shoe, then crossed his arms over his chest, his frustration finally showing on his face. I never understood why they broke up in the first place. Sure, being away from each other was frustrating, but he thought they could handle it. “You had three months to think things over, J. Still think we should be broken up? Yes? Then what’s the big deal?” he asked incredulously. “I should go. I’m sorry I came alright?”

“And where exactly do you come from where space means an ambush on your ex while she looks like shit at work, and use up her last smoke break? Because thats what I’m pissed about.” Jude replied as she tossed her own smoke to the concrete, not even halfway done yet, but the smoke put a bitter taste on her mouth, which she realized seemed pretty redundant as smokes were gross anyway. “Well. Fuck. I’m not even pissed. I’m just stunned okay. I knew you were gonna come back eventually, I just never knew when.” While she was usually the girl who had a grand speech prepared for conflict while she showered, she was the girl who often fucked up quickly too and went off book and here she was now flustered, tumbling on her words, not sure where her heartstrings were pulling her. “Nothing. Oh my god, you’re the one that came here unannounced. It’d be like me coming to a show without any warning. Throw me a bone here.”

[zane-foster]

Nerve

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

He should have known Jude could only pretend to be chill for a little while, though he thought there was a chance they could make it through 15 minutes without getting into it, but he was wrong. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back as she harped on him, then looked over to her, shaking his head. “Nope. Actually I don’t have your number, figured it’d make things easier. You know, you can only leave so many drunk voicemails professing your love until it becomes embarrassing,” he retorted with a grimace, his voice still blank, tired. “Besides, you didn’t seem so quick to talk either,” he added, shrugging. “Listen, I wanted to let you know in person before you see me out randomly or you hear it from somebody else. Okay, J? Chill.”

Her face dropped when he confessed he no longer had her number and she felt insulted despite the fact that he had a good enough reason to go numb on her and use the silent treatment on her, but for months that was just salt to the wound of her own broken heart too. Her eyes rolled upwards and crossed eyed all at once as she listened to him tiredly rattle her off as the bad guy. She just wanted what was best for them, and it seemed like he thought all she wanted was to cause him deliberate agony twenty four seven. “Hey babe I have my own reasons. We needed  some space and time apart. So that you know, we could like officiate the break up. I needed time to think things over.” She rubbed the scrunched up space between her forehead, frustrated. “Chill? Really? You want to ask me if it’s my time of the month while you’re at it?”

[zane-foster]

Nerve

[judith-polinsky]

zane-foster:

Before pocketing the lighter, Zane stepped over and lit the end of her cigarette up. Those lips. He backed away quickly, forcing unhelpful thoughts out of his brain and assuming his previous position against the building. He expected her snippy comeback, not that it bugged him any less. He hated that this awkward miscommunication was now the dynamic. He bobbed his head from side to side as he thought over his answer. “Tour was good, total whirlwind. Glad to be back home though.” It definitely wasn’t a lie. Tour was good for Zane, after the first month of being a miserable, sloppy drunk because these two ended things. Eventually he got sick of feeling that way and did it best to stifle it, other girls included. “Just tired mostly… This is weird,” 

She listened carefully as she bobbed her smoke up and down with the pad of her thumb, but mostly it was like listening to another person try to talk under water. Hard to understand and a waste of breath. The forced small talk, anyway. It just was so unlike them to chitter chatter like strangers on the street. Hell, even when Jude had customers, she hated the forced awkward small talk and encouraged them to go deep and talk about whatever they wanted while she worked on them. But with Zane, it was never like this and she was getting antsy as she tapped her foot and took another drag to quell the stress. “Well yeah, dude you popped like the fuck outta nowhere. I’m like totally stunned over here. You could have prepared me. Like its been months.” I got worried. “Ever heard of a phone call or a text message? Like I still have your number? Do you even have mine?” Jude asked not holding her breath too much on that one.