as cherry wine.

[katfavre]

lifegoneby​:

there was nothing like some antagonism and kat offered plenty of it — xander hadn’t yet decided on whether it was an annoyance or not. there were bigger things to worry about than a pissed bartender, he was sure. what with the news and all, there was a cloud hanging overhead and it demanded attention. all the more reason to get drunk. 

“who would i be if i couldn’t annoy the fuck outta you?” xander drawled, swirling his drink before setting the glass down. “i’m well aware but nowhere quite has the same stand-offish ambiance needed for me to willingly spend my hard-earned money.” 

perhaps she should’ve given up on persuading xander to stop his patronage because her job depended on customers and because it seemed that she was failing in her objectives. but kat wouldn’t be herself if she stopped beating the dead horse.

“charming.” accompanied with a light snort. she almost wished that she hadn’t come over to his table but on a dead night, even being annoyed was better than being bored. “call me crazy, but i tend to like it when people like me.”

[katfavre]

stiiillhere​:

morning’s at home were always under a very specific schedule.  Zoey always started off every morning with a jog,  while keeping up to the beat of Pavement’s Brighten the Corner’s album blasting in their ears, and getting their usual breakfast to-go order from al’s.  it was easier to them to have a meal ready so they could focus on getting their grandma settled for the day while they were at work, always splurging for extra chocolate chip pancakes and an extra chocolate mocha to entice such an early awakening.  They got so lost in the music and the temptations of chocolate,  it was unsurprising they hadn’t noticed the person they ran into; losing their mocha in the impact.

They could feel their cheeks heat up more than they initially were, reddened from the work-out, and instantly sputtered out apologies along with the woman.  Embarrassed and frazzled,  Zoey felt like the offering was unneeded and the situation was completely alright;  however, from the sad look of coffee splatter on the graveled road, they reconsidered.  “That…  That would actually be really nice.  Thank you.”  Offering up their own uncomfortable smile out of habit.

seeing that the other person reacted similarly embarrassed to herself made kat chuckle, relieved to not have gotten into a shouting match. “no, no, i was the one acting scattered, though to be honest, i feel like a lot of people are feeling the same.” it was only once she’d started to walk across the street that she remembered basic manners, spinning around to extend her hand despite being in the middle of the street. “i’m kat by the way, and i really wish i could say that this is the first time something like this has happened to me.”

[katfavre]

closed starter // @valeriaistic​

kat poured val’s usual drink from behind the bar along with a shot of tequila for the other woman before heading over to the table. it hadn’t been too busy of a night which had meant mainly standing behind the bar watching the clock tick by. however, the shifts that saw val come into the watering hole were some of her favorites, and luckily tonight was one of them.

“you know, i’m starting to doubt that you’re doing much writing from how much i see you around here.” setting the drinks on the table, kat slid in across from the other woman. 

[katfavre]

closed starter // @ohliviuh​

mornings had a certain routine to them, her latte and morning book, or rather people watching was an important part of it. the conversations she had with olivia was another, one that she had started looking forward to. 

she was already settled at a small table in the corner in the coffee shop by the time the other woman walked in. with a spring in her step, kat dodged another patron to reach olivia. “morning!” she tapped the other on the shoulder to catch her attention. “thank god you’re here or i might’ve actually had to start reading whatever russian book i was talked into buying.”

[katfavre]

natecosta​:

the instant crash into the other body sent a hissing fuck into the air and a bewildered look to match as hazel hues darted from the single sipped black coffee and it’s trajectory into the street and back to the clearly embarrassed expression etched on familiar features.” good morning, kat, nice to see you-” he hummed with an exhaled breath and cracking smile.” it’s a dollar back coffee, but if you insist i wont let you suffer through the day by saying no.” his tall frame stepping into the street and gathering the now empty component.” back to al’s we go.” he chimed while keeping his focus ahead.

a deep breath while she gathered herself, took a step backward, and brushed her hair out of her face. “morning nate. that will definitely wake you up.” at least it was a familiar face that she had crashed into rather than a rude stranger. a sense of relief rushed through her at the thought of the luck of the draw. “it’s just the principle of the thing, thanks for understanding.” kat sped up her pace crossing the street to keep up with him, appreciating that he paused to gather the litter. “tell me why i could have definitely predicted you’d be a black coffee, early in the morning kind of guy?” 

[angelorsini]

𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻: @taunwickstart​ ᴛɪᴍᴇ: late evening sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ: orsini mechanics 

       “you crock of grade a shit!” angelo has two temperatures, ice cold or flaming hot, today he’s the latter. he’s shoving a guy out of his uncle’s shop, fury burning behind dark irises, and having to tamp down the need to use his hands to break instead of fix things. he had an agreement with his uncle, he wouldn’t fight anyone on the shop floor anymore, but he didn’t count outside. “you’re gunna come in my shop and tell me how to fix your turd with wheels? do you wanna keep all your teeth?” it’s not great for business but angelo has never been a people person. he knows vehicles, can work his way around an engine in the dark but dealing with people? not for him. 

     angelo’s uncle isn’t far behind, getting between his nephew and their income. “go, cool off would’yah.” angelo is tempted to snap at his uncle but instead he bites his tongue hard, glares daggers and starts heading to the road. “i ain’t fixing that fucks car!” he yells it back over his shoulder as he searches for his cigarettes in his jumpsuit pockets. “i’m gunna need to start fuckin’ day drinkin’, i swear to hell.”

[katfavre]

hearing the yelling coming from the mechanics shop, kat was almost tempted to drive away. but considering how shit her car was and how difficult it was getting around a small town, there weren’t exactly too many choices. stepping out of the parked car, she wasn’t all too surprised to be met with the pissed off man storming in her direction. “hey, are you alright? i heard what was going on in there and it sounded... rough” her sentence trailed off lamely but there was no way she wasn’t going to say something to someone in distress.

[deadisbetter-deactivated2020082]

OPEN / @taunwickstart​

a drink was never just a drink for him anymore — he knew this and still, there he was. if he wasn’t at work, he was there. jacket on, shoulders squared as he sat the furthest from everyone that he could possibly manage. xander had to wonder if his anti-social behaviour was evidence to some people, that his presumed guilt ( renewed in the wake of harley’s murder ) was attributed to how little he seemed to like other people. 

a shadow fell over him and he clenched his jaw, lowering his glass and raising both brows. “let me guess — i’m not welcome here, yada yada yada.” 

[katfavre]

kat flashed a smile at the customer as she set down their drinks, spirits high enough for an average shift. so far tonight, no one had spilled a pitcher on her, or dropped and shattered a beer bottle, so far so good. that was until her eyes caught xander secluded in the corner on her way back to the bar.

not a word had left her lips before he said her usual statement. “you know it, and still you’re here every night.” kat was usually good at dealing with customers, she very rarely was the one to lose her smile. but being that xander was a regular, she saw no point in disguising her true feelings. "you know you can have a drink somewhere else, right?”

[katfavre]

open // @taunwickstart​​

kat averted her eyes from the paper and headline that came along with it on the newspaper in her hand, stuffing the copy into the trashcan before taking a look at any other article. she found herself disoriented for a split second, forgetting what she’d been heading towards before the broken train of thought. her eyes searched restlessly around the square, hoping to recapture what she’d been caught up with before hand. in her carelessness, kat found herself colliding with another body, sending the other person’s drink flying into the street.

“oh my god, i am so sorry about that. i was not looking... well i suppose you can see that.” embarrassment was clear in her wide eyes, looking over the other to make sure that none of the drink had spilled on them. “please let me buy you another, al’s is right across the street. i swear it’ll take just one minute.” she offered them her best apologetic smile. “please? i won’t feel right until i make it up to you.”

[katfavre]

i’d keep an eye on them: that there is KATHERINE “KAT” FAVRE , notorious for being ( capricious ) and ( heedless ) , but there are times when she can be ( idealistic ) and ( ardent ) . i've heard that she could pass as a VICTORIA PEDRETTI doppelgänger , but i don't see it . the ( twenty-eight ) year - old cis female has been in town for ( four months ) and they are a ( server at the watering hole ) by day and murder suspect by night . they tend to spark images of an innocent finger pricked on a sharp thorn, losing track of time, half made-up eyelids, cracked phone screen, and red flushed cheeks . you’ll know when they walk by because they always seem to be blasting burned out by DODIE . it truly explains why they're known as THE QUIXOTIC .

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[basketcasemp3]

I’m just trying to give you something you didn’t give Shawn, and that’s a way out.

[modernfamilly]

[villanaelle]

RAYSSA (meaning: thinker) -  People with this name HAVE A DEEP INNER DESIRE TO INSPIRE OTHERS in a higher cause, and to share their own strongly held views on spiritual matters. They are CAPABLE, CHARISMATIC LEADERS who often undertake large endeavors with great success and value TRUTH, JUSTICE AND DISCIPLINE.

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