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so this isn't going to be formatted properly but i just wanted to apologize for the lack of activity on my end. life came and smacked me directly in the face and i have had no time to interact with everyone. but, good news is, i'll be on tonight after the walking dead!
“DO you think that if i got flavored licorice before easter and added it to the supply it would sell as well as the jelly beans?” it was an odd question to pose, ivy’s head cocked slightly as her eyes bored imploringly into the others. in reality, she had angled herself to be able to see out behind them, using the idle chit chat to keep an eye on the person she’d been watching for the passed half hour. “or should i just get more chocolate bunnies and call it a day?”
The question that flowed from the other’s lips caused Kaden’s head to snap back in her direction, he’d been overlooking the people around them for a few minutes and had gotten lost in his own world. “Hmm, honestly, I guess that all depends on what flavors you’d get?” He replied, raising a brow slightly. “If it’s black licorice, I don’t think you’d sell a lot of it, but if you got cherry or strawberry, it’d probably sell alright.” Kaden continued, nodding his head. “That’s always an option too, but why not get both?”
thalia’s heels clicked down the marble hallway that connected her kitchen to the main entryway of the elaborate mississippi home. “ norman!” the girl’s voice carried as she beckoned for her driver to present himself in the foyer. “ hello! i’m going to need you to pull the car around for me, please?” she flashed him a bright smile as the englishman crept off silently to the garage to get her vehicle for her. her polished nails tapped her phone screen in annoyance; business. an eye roll accompanied her thoughts, but that was the least of her worries right now. she watched as the car approached the front door, before using the doors to reach it. “ thank you. i should be back no later than midnight.” she said as she drove away from the man. it was a short drive to her destination, though a moderately pretty scene. it was less than five minutes before she got to the restaurant, and even less of a wait for a table even though they were full. as she sat at the candlelit table, she couldn’t help but scan the perimeter for any odd characters. nothing…so far. before long, she noticed a figure standing off in the corner. not able to make out who it was, thalia tiptoed over. “ what the fuck?”
kaden had a completely free schedule for the day, which meant he was going to try to be as ‘normal’ as he possibly could by doing things that the real world would consider normal. first he went on a jog, then he went and browsed for some shoes at the mall, stopping by his favorite cookie shop on the way, of course. and now? now he was headed back home, and everything would have went smoothly and “normal” had he not been walking right past the restaurant the second thalia’s car pulled up, making him a little bit curious. so he did what any curious person would do, he snuck in behind her and found himself a comfortable spot in the corner. did he know what she was doing there? no, but he assumed it had something to do with business, so of course, he wanted to stick around even if it wasn’t his line of business to get into. he tried keeping himself hidden, keeping his back turned towards her most of the time, only to glance back here and there but she’d spotted him anyways and her words caused a chuckle to leave his lips. “nice to see you too, ma’am.” he started, holding out the wine glass he’d stolen from the waiter that’d just walked by. “can’t a man enjoy his wine in peace?” he asked, his brow raising before he gave her a shrug. “saw you come in, didn’t know if i could be of any assistance.”
sitting at the bar, elbows on the table, seth fiddled with the fake wedding ring that rested on his left ringfinger. ( the last time he’d worn a ring — he was an entirely different person. younger, happier, a stranger to the various unhappiness that had plagued his life. ) with an exhale, he pushes thoughts of her from his mind, instead throwing back the full glass of whiskey. ( he’s not seth, — not the real version of him anyway. ) “another, thanks.” he addressed the bartender, lips pursed, expression stormy. “and make it a double this time.”
kaden seemed to spend more time than he should have at bars, so much so it almost felt like coming home whenever he stepped through the doors. but as usual, he scanned the crowd, looking for anyone that stood out because if they did, he would turn right back around and walk back out the doors. but everything looked to be all clear, so kaden made his way up to the bar only to hear seth’s order. “rough day at work, man?” he asked, sliding onto one of the bar stools and the bartender nodded at him. “if it makes you feel any better, that drink’s on me.”
“I got beat up. I can’t believe I got beat up. What is this shit? Oh my god, am I fucking bleeding!? Fuck fucking fuck. This is such bullshit. Jesus motherfucking Christ.” Astrid rambled in disbelief, trying to ignore her aching body and the scratches which covered her face. Her nose was indeed bleeding, staining her white t-shirt. Her head snapped up at the sound of approaching footsteps, making herself dizzy in the process. “Who the hell is there? Unless you’re about to help or tell me that I’d look good even with a broken nose, kindly fuck off.”
kaden had been minding his own when he heard a string of obscenities leave someone’s lips, causing his inner curiosity to show itself, his body heading towards the voice before his mind even knew what he was doing. as he rounded the corner, he noticed astrid’s shirt before he noticed anything else. “what the fuck happened to you?” he asked, making his way over to her with a sigh. “you sure it’s broken? that sounded more shitty than i intended it to, but if it’s broken, it’s gonna hurt to put it back in place.” he explained, shaking his head before a small chuckle left his lips. “fine, you still look good even with a broken nose.”
“unless you have something important to say, or someone’s dying, i suggest you go find someone else to bother.” mila spoke, without even glancing in the person’s direction.
“aw, look at you, sounding all tough and scary. what if someone really was dying, wouldn’t you feel like shit for acting like that?” he said, a small smirk forming on his lips. “actually, i think i like this spot and considering it’s a free world, i’m gonna stay here. you really have a problem with that, you know how to deal with it.”
“You don’t mind if I take a fry do you? I’m terribly hungry.” The brunette asked, reaching and eating one before receiving an answer.
before kaden even had time to reply, bonnie had already taken a fry from his plate which caused a brow to raise. “you’re lucky i’m in a decent mood and was going to tell you to take them before you stole one, i don’t particularly care for people fucking with my food.”
“ ‘m not dead.” he announced, lying on his back on the wet sand, staring up at the night sky. he had been lying still in the middle of the beach for the past forty minutes or so, and when he saw a shadow out of the corner of his eyes, he assumed the person was coming up to see if he was alive or not. if he was wrong, well, mika didn’t really care. “ wanna drink ?” he asked, raising the half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hands, still not looking to the person’s face.
“good to know, but also not good to know. was gonna take your wallet.” kaden joked, a small chuckle leaving his lips as he looked down at the other. “do you need help up?” he asked before mika asked if he wanted a drink. “have i ever been one to turn down alcohol of any sort before?” his question laced with sarcasm as he took the bottle, plopping down onto the sand next to the other. “you good? people don’t normally come out here by themselves to lay in the middle of the beach and get trashed.”
PATIENCE was never a virtue with nina, and she’d been waiting for her drink for almost ten minutes. that was too long. “what in the hell are you doing over there, jacking off? a vodka cranberry is the easiest fucking thing in the world, douchebag. speed it up.” the bartender looked at her with a sour expression, but still hurried to make her drink.
kaden was at his usual bar when he heard a familiar voice telling off one of the bartenders, a smirk pulling on his lips as he made his way over to where she was, leaning against the bar. “jesus nina, you gonna bite his head off while you’re at it?” he asked, brow raising as he looked her over. “i think you just scared everyone in this bar, i don’t know if i should be scared too, or proud.”
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* ♦ ⋅ ⋆ — ‹ michael b. jordan › meet kaden walker, a twenty-eight year old male gang banger that is known as the crimson. the rent-a-thug, he is a scorpio, which means he is charming & intelligent, as well as hedonistic & flirtatious. hopefully, nobody will find out kade’s dark secret.
*uberhaxornova voice* alright helLO ( watch, no one else knows who that is ) i’m caitlyn, i’m 22, i live in CST and i go by she/her pronouns. this is my trash baby kaden. im v excited to be here & plot with ya’ll!!! speaking of plotting, like this if you wanna plot and i’ll hop into ur ims rEAl quick.. i need all the plots. i have a v basic connection pages up for him HERE, if you wanna take a look @ that and some stats n whatnot below the cut!! ( PS: i will be at work for three hrs but i’ll be on as soon i get home )
( tw: mentions of death, weapons, drugs, alcohol & violence. )
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