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[londonscallingadsblog]

Kassidy had just finished her meeting about a secret project and she was super excited but realised she couldn’t say anything about anything to anyone and she hated it. She had decided to go to a coffee shop to get her favourite drink ebfore she went home to get on with some work that she needed to do. As she stood in the queue, she thought of treating herself that night to go see a musical. She stood there and looked at the person stood there next to her, “So if you were given the opportunity to go see a musical right now? WHat one would you see that is based in London right now?” @londoncitystarters​

[lucieoc]

where: oxford street when: late afternoon

Lucie was halfway through her rehearsals for & Juliet and honestly, she was exhausted. She had pretty much learnt her part and was now learning her cover role of Juliet. What she should have been doing on her day off was resting her body and her voice, but instead she had taken it on herself to go shopping and start spending the money she had yet to be paid.

With already a few bags on her arm, she riffled through the clothing racks, looking at the items on display when someone caught her eye. “Hey, what are you doing here?!”

[katherinebaker]

Where: Dickens Tavern, Hackney. What time: at least after 10 PM. 

“Oof, ew, wrong tube.” Katherine choked in her tequila shot, telling herself to be a guest at her establishment rather than keeping tabs on everything. She wanted to get piss drunk, but that was a challenge if it ended up her choking in the content rather than it ending up in her stomach, where it should be. “Come on, it’s a bottle on the house, when are you ever getting this opportunity again?”

[rosadietrich]

Events were a common occurrence for Rosalind. Working for the biggest magazine in the world had its perks, and being invited to every exclusive party not only in London, but all over Europe, was one of them. She enjoyed any chance to drink her sorrows away in style, so it wasn’t out of character for the ginger to be lingering by the bar, martini in hand as she surveyed the crowd. “Oh, god. He is here. He’s cheating on his wife with the nanny, you know. But you didn’t hear that from me.” She commented to the nearest person in her vicinity, nodding in the direction of a smartly dressed man with his otherworldly beautiful wife. “Some men really can’t keep it in their pants. Such a shame.”

[isabellahz]

where: the queen’s head, hammersmith when : a little after eight

It was stupid really. Izzy had been forced to take a few days off work because they were worried she had concussion. She was adamant she was fine, but they didn’t want to take the risk. So here she was, doing exactly what someone with concussion shouldn’t do, drinking at a bar. Just one drink, she had promised herself and then she would go home and rest. But now she was on her third, and still at the bar. 

The bump on her head was sore, but the more she drank, the more the pain subsided. Clearly this was a great plan. She rested her elbow on the bar and her chin on her hand and let out a sigh. “ Damn that asshole. ” She muttered to herself.

[xmarcoricci]

“So the barista screwed up my order, you happen to like latte’s with an extra two shots?” the question was asked to the person beside him as Marco attempted to pass the small coffee over. His new order was already in the process of being made, many apologies accompanying it, so he figured someone should at least try to make the most of the mix up. “I mean hell, I like my coffee strong, but maybe not that strong…” He chuckled.

[damours]

It was probably thanks to all the coffee she’d consumed in the past 2 hours, but Elise was feeling particularly talkative as she sat in her usual spot and her favourite café. Getting breakfast there was a ritual she’d started a few years earlier, and most days she’d be there, so much that the wait staff had come to know her quite well. “Do you have any book recommendations?” She asked the person next to her curiously, looking at them with a raised brow. “I take a book with me everywhere I go, and I just finished mine. I’m sorry for the random question, I’ve just always got books on my mind, I guess.”

[dancersabrinaw]

Sabrina stood in the supermarket, the choice between Rhubarb and Ginger Gin and Palma Violets Gin was a hard one and she struggled to make the decision but she couldn’t stand in that aisle for too long people would think she’s weird or she’d start looking suspicious. She stood there as she ran a hand through her hair for a moment as she looked over at the person who just turned up in that aisle. She looked at them, “Okay look i need your help and I need it fast.” She said smiling at the person there, “Which one is better Rhubarb and Ginger Gin? or Palma Violets?” She asked as she pointed at them. 

[lottiemyers]

Sophie didn’t often get messily drunk but today was one of those days where she truly let her hair down. The two friend’s she had arrived with had found a pair of equally drunk guys and had all stumbled off somewhere leaving Sophie to fend for herself, something she was more than happy to do. Making friends whilst intoxicated was one of Sophie’s favourite things to do. She grabbed the hand of a nearby person, tugging it just enough to get their attention before letting go, “I’m getting shots, want one?” she asked, “pick your poison,” raising an eyebrow as if challenging them to some kind of non-existant competition. 

[edisonbeaumont]

“You’ve got to be joking.“

His displeasure was palpable but didn’t appear to be quite warranted by the letter & torn envelope in his hand. “Sorry,” He muttered to the individual closest. He shook his head, rolling his eyes. “The man’s forty-one years old & he’s still trying to have a stag party.”

[selenanewf]

location: a crosswalk. anywhere. i didn’t think this through. time: mid-afternoon

Selena had never been particularly good at minding her own business – - in all reality, she made it her business to keep her hands on as much gossip as possible - – but she made an exception, for the most part, when she was out in public. Unless something happened within a certain radius, she would gladly go about her business as if nothing happened. So it was unusual that she might be in good enough spirits to take notice of something unfortunate taking place in her vicinity. Bearing an umbrella in one hand and her wallet in another meant that she couldn’t directly help a stranger when she saw something slip from a pocket or purse – - she hadn’t been paying that much attention - – but she did scurry the few paces to catch up to the person at a crosswalk. “You’ve dropped something. Just over there.” A beat, “I think it was you, anyway,” And another. “I’d have grabbed it for you, but my hands are full.”

[haleycanning]

location: haley’s apartment, brixton when: evening, april 3rd

Haley had one of two options. Either sit at home alone on her birthday and mope with a bottle of wine by herself or throw a party. It isn’t every day that your girl turns the big three-three, is it?

The brunette had been feeling particularly lonely after her roommate had moved out and was starting to consider adopting a cat to fill the emptiness, but tonight was going to be far from lonely. She had moved the furniture to the side of the room, laid out snacks on the table and had copious drinks chilling in the fridge as she waited for guests to arrive. She was just doing the finishing touches on her makeup when she heard a knock at the door. With music already playing, she practically skipped over to the door to answer it. 

[londonscallingrpg]

Vick was sitting at the park as she looked around, she had an idea but she wasn’t sure, she knew it wouldn’t actually happen and she was just joking about it. She sat there as she noticed someone come and sit next to her, whilst Kiera was in the park running up and down playing on the slides and swings. So she smiled looking over at him for a moment, “Well heres the thing, what do you think about this, a TV show kind of like Sex and the City but in London and how different it would be and not just all about fashion and stuff. I don’t know.” She laughed a little looking over at the person, “Sorry that probably made no sense to you and you probably don’t care for it either. Very sorry.” 

[nhsinclair]

“They’ve truly upped their game, haven’t they?” Noah asked to the one next to him who happened to have been staring at the mural someone had sprayed upon the wall. He’d never tried graffiti himself, and some of it was something he’d consider vandalism, but he was actually impressed by this one. He figured it had to have been approved, as it was promoting a club that was to open soon. He wondered if the club’s decor was similar to this spray work. “Almost tempted to go, what about you?” 

[ceryskj]

“Thank you for tagging along with me.” Cerys spoke, studying a crop top she wasn’t sure was meant as a bra or what the tag actually said it was. She had a busy week ahead with her internship and she needed some new clothes to give her that extra pep in her step, yet with her father busy on one of his projects, he had no time to create her something original, so there she was, shopping for clothes and bringing along someone to drag her out of her comfort zone. She already had so many blazers with matching trousers and sweaters. “I’m awfully dreadful at this. I didn’t get the fashion genes my father possesses.” 

[haleycanning]

Haley’s Monday had consisted of turning her local coffee shop into her office for the day. She had spent the day editing photos and sending previews across to clients from the past week. She couldn’t seem to get any peace and quiet back home but the constant hustle and bustle of the coffee shop seemed to be doing wonders for her creativity. That was until her mind began to wander. She missed her old home office and actually working with someone else. She could always ask their opinion on a shot, but now she was flying solo and it was hard.

It wasn’t until she snapped out of her daze that she realised she wasn’t just staring into space, that she was actually staring at someone. She quickly dropped her head back into her laptop and pretended to carry on with her work, cursing herself for being so awkward. 

[peter-mckenzie]

It wasn’t a bad thing to end the weekend at the local pub, but maybe it was a bad thing to go to work hungover the morning after. Peter chuckled thinking about how a lone man drinking may look to others. However, despite his current state, he wasn’t drinking away his troubles, instead he had simply run out of liquor at home and the pub was closer than the shop. He was actually surprised by how full the place was, maybe there was a game on that he wasn’t aware of.

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