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@kaiadevereaux
“It’s a fucking coup, I swear! You try corralling a bunch of seven year olds into lines so they can do their across the floor when all they want to do is try and see if their routine works to god damn Old town Road instead.” Kaia let her head thud against the tabletop, willing the song to leave her mind.
dilanpolct:
Dilan couldn’t help but roll her eyes at a male who’d taken it upon himself to sit across from her and begin to chat her up whilst she was attempting to unwind and relax. With no qualms about telling him where to shove his various pick up lines, she finally got too fed up to even put in the effort. As she rose and walked across the bar, she found a seat at the bar. Peering at the patron to the left, she pointed to the vacant seat. “Is anyone sitting here?” At least she was polite enough to ask, even though she’d already begun sliding into aforementioned bar stool before they even replied.
Why was everything so dull tonight? She’d come out to avoid sitting around at home and yet the brunette found herself wishing she’d just stayed in with some takeout and that new Ted Bundy movie. Kaia was just about to call it a night when a voice caught her attention, turning to face the woman and offering her a smile. “No, not at all. All yours.” Looking past her she noticed a man across the way, staring at the two of them in mild shock and affront. “I’m guessing this was an escape, then?”
Kaia sat in her favorite corner, feet tucked under her and mug warming her fingertips. It was a nice enough way to pass the time as she waited, content to people watch and let spotify calm her from the earbud she wore. But at the sight of a familiar face, she was quick to jump up, mug left to itself on the table before her as she darted around it to give the male a hug. “ Hi !” It was hard to keep the smile from her face, eyes alight with it as she looked him over as if it had been a lifetime and not just a few months. “I’m so glad you came.” | @nathangarrettx
rozvega:
Having a newspaper tucked under the same arm’s hand which was wobbling a tray of three coffees seemed enough to warrant concern. To add to the jumble, Roz’s phone was pressed between her shoulder and her ear – the voice of her sister streamlining right through her. It would have been characteristic of her to trip over every dent in the sidewalk, and of course, she did. Her foot caught a nook, and bloop! Playing off what had just happened, Roz shot herself right side up, quick as a bullet. She plucked her shirt from her body, which was now wet and sticky with Coava cold brew. “Fuck me!” she cursed, throwing her hands up in defeat. She snatched her phone off the ground and put it back to her ear, “Hey, sis. I’ll call you tomorrow. I’m just slammed today.” With the unconvincing, “yeah, okay,” on the other line, Roz hung up her phone and shoved the device into her back pocket. Catching a figure in the corner of her eye, her head immediately whipped around to face them. “You … didn’t see anything, right? – let’s say you didn’t see anything.” Her cheeks began to warm, glowing in a dusty rose.
“I could say that, but then i’d sort of just be holding out napkins for no reason at all. But if it makes you feel better…” Kaia trailed off, giving the other woman a small smile with her napkins still held aloft. She’d been on her way out when the other had dropped, the move something life would have probably tossed her way too soon enough, as it had before. In fact it was inconvenient stains that lent to the tide to go stick currently sitting in her bag though by the looks of it, it might not be large enough to help her out this time around.
I need someone with edge.
andrewsjamie:
“Instagram doesn’t ask what you want– it tells you what you need.” Jamie laughed, shaking her head. “Fifty is way too much. Doesn’t the Wish app have them for like, ten bucks?”
“The wish ones are made of barbie hair and make me sad to witness.” Kaia replied with a shrug, faux shudder running through her at the memory. “They have these nice-ish looking fake bangs too, I could be a new me every fucking day at this rate.”
katrina-unger:
“Did we make it better or worse?” Kat laughed, looking at the bartender desperately, “Can you turn up the music?” She carded back her hair before snickering once more. “I thought she was going to really yell at you, I was ready to get it on snapchat– my story needed the boost.”
“I mean if you still need the boost just go walk in to that bathroom. It’s been like a minute or two so they can’t be too naked just yet.” Kaia offered, smothering the rest of her laughter in order to look pathetic in the bartenders direction. “Can I get a mojito? Strong, please. I was almost just murdered.”
“Sure, did I spend fifty bucks on an Ariana ponytail extension? Yes. But in my defense...it’s fucking cute and the ad was on instagram 89 times a day. ”
katrina-unger:
“Did we make it better or worse?” Kat laughed, looking at the bartender desperately, “Can you turn up the music?” She carded back her hair before snickering once more. “I thought she was going to really yell at you, I was ready to get it on snapchat– my story needed the boost.”
“I mean the air is no longer full of the sounds of too much tongue so i’m gonna call it a victory.” Kaia whooped loudly as the music raised enough to cause a stir among the customers, sipping once again at her own drink. “I’m nowhere near drunk enough to fight someone, so that’s a relief. Like, I know i’m tiny as shit but in times of crisis i’m starting to lean towards fight.” A thought came to her then, her words tinged with laughter even as she spoke. “That girl definitely seems like the kind to take Ariana Grande’s new song to heart. As if anyone wants her man.”
katrina-unger:
Katrina’s hand clamped over her mouth to muffle her laughter– the couple’s expressions shifted from confusion to anger as they registered the words that the other girl posed. The answer was a crisp fuck off, and the couple grabbed their coats, heading in the direction of the toilets. Kat’s head lifted, “I think those are only for one pers–” The last syllable was quieted by the slam of the door and her barrage of giggles.
“Rude!” Kaia huffed even as her own giggles overwhelmed her, heading back towards the other girl. “Oh my god, they’re fucking in the bathroom now. I really don’t if that’s better or worse.” Back on her stool, she only held it together for a few seconds before laughter won out once more. “Their faces!”
katrina-unger:
Katrina snickered, “I’ll buy your next drink if you tell them one of them.” She leaned forward, blue eyes bright with the potential for mischief. “I’ve been trying to find the perfect thing to say all night, but I feel like they’re so self involved it wouldn’t even matter.”
Kaia contemplated the choice for a moment, but her buzz won out and she sent the other woman a grin. “Let’s find out? The worse they can do is glare in between making out.” She hopped up on the stool next to them, waiting a moment for the same phrases to be cooed out once more. “Excuse me, could you settle a debate for my friend and I? I’m saying a wubby bear looks more like a panda, and she says polar bear. Opinions?”
katrina-unger:
Katrina cradled her chin in her palm, glancing around the bar to gauge if anyone else was overhearing the conversation that she was. A couple leaned into each other, limbs tangled and voices a touch above a whisper– I love you snugglekins. You’re my wubby bear– prompting her brows to shoot skyward. Physically turning, Kat found the features of a kindred spirit, mouthing her reaction. “What the fuck?”
Kaia sat with a hand clasped over her mouth, mild horror and amusement mixing until she was stifling yet another laugh. Jesus christ people were doing this aloud. In public. Even at her happiest with her ex, she’d been nowhere near so saccharine. “I....have no words. Well no, maybe too many words. None of which rhyme with wubby bear.”
ryderspencer:
“And we’re both here in this bar alone - though, now together - by choice.” He was glad she could agree. Him and fate didn’t mix too well, he chose a lot of his life thus far. “You have to be like… What? Twenty-two? You come to bars alone? Seems a little depressing.”
“It’s a choice yeah, and so far i’m pretty pleased with it.” Kaia mused aloud, sipping at her drink as he guessed at her age. He had a point, that much was true. “Twenty-three, you weren’t far off. And maybe, sure. I like to people watch, clubs can feel like a lot sometimes and, if I play my cards right handsome doctors end up buying me drinks. So, win-win.”
ellie-nikiforov:
Elise couldn’t help but chuckle, as she withdrew her hand away from the handshake. “Kaia, it’s a pleasure. I’m the walking human disaster Elise.” She quipped. For the most part she was only half joking. She straightened out her blouse and dusted off the residual dirt from her leggings before looking at either side of her. “Looks like we might be going in the same direction. Where are you heading?” She asked before checking her watch.
“A fellow human disaster! I love meeting those. You just missed me spilling the remainder of my tea off the side of the table back there.” Her free hand gestured behind her, it had been enough of an embarrassment the first time around. Kaia glanced down at her own watch, hoping she hadn’t aided in making the other too late just yet. “A dance shop down the street, actually. I ran out of wearable tights yesterday and it’ll be an issue if I don’t fix that soon. And you?”
andrewsjamie:
“Harry Styles could get away with anything.” She said. Like it was so overly obvious. And with that, she stood to walk out the door with her. When they arrived, she looked to Kaia with a grin. “Okay, we have to take photos outside when we’re done. I’m just glad it’s only been rainy because I cannot stand Facetuning grey slush out of my pictures.”
“I for one can’t wait until my feed can transition from scarves and winter wear back to my spring clothes. It was getting a little too monochromatic for me and there are themes to maintain here.” Kaia stepped up to the counter, ordering her drink and waving Jamie up to do the same as she set her card down. “My roommate’s boyfriend tagged me in shit and now I have actual followers? I don’t know how you handle that pressure.”
ryderdavis:
Ryder didn’t know what was up with the other and why she seemed to have to place herself in his business, but he wasn’t going to think too much about it. “If he doesn’t do a shitty job, I won’t be a dick,” he told her. With the mood he was in, he probably would have automatically been rude to him, but with her advice, he probably would end up trying. He didn’t intend to be that way all the time, it just happened naturally.
“Somehow with an attitude like that I doubt he can do much to please you completely.” The girl muttered, shooting him a hollow grin as she went back to clicking away on her phone. If he wanted to ruin other people’s mornings fine, whatever. She wasn’t here to play along.
