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[butterflieshq]

lydia loved watching people walk through her bookstore, her heart warmed as she watched hands scroll the stacks looking for that text, and she felt the happiest when she could be apart of that path. today was no different for her, she had been watching someone struggle to find a certain book for the past twenty-ish mintues, she couldn’t let it go on for any longer. pulling herself away from the cozy little counter she quickly sped over to the person, eyes bright. “ i’ve noticed you’ve been having some trouble finding what you’re looking for- is there anything i can help you with today darlin’?” she smiled, leaning on the large bookcase. 

@manorstart​

[legacyisms]

for once, everything was familiar, almost serene. the air was fresh and bitterly cold. biting at his nose and ears as he wraps his arms around himself. “you look freezing. here.” he mutters, begrudgingly discarding one of his coats and handing it over. for someone who’d been here so long he’d certainly never be a fan of the cold. 

@manorstart​

[manorstart]

💬

Marcus: [literally a picture of a cloud]

Marcus: What does this look like to you

[wesmonts]

open twilight zone starter, @manorstart​​

“thank you for stopping by, I know it’s a weird request trust me but, I wanted to try and get this room done before valentines. theo’s always complaining that we never have anywhere nice to eat when it’s holidays or something. that’s usually when I remind him that we don’t even do holiday parties and it becomes a whole fight,” wesley rattled off, waving his hand around as he reached for the paint, “but, with one last coat of paint, this room will be finished and he’ll get off my back.” his smile grew as she held a brush out to the other. “promise, I’ll pay you in a freshly cooked meal or an open bar tab.”

[redremys]

open twilight zone starter, @manorstart​

remy, baby and jayce were on a walk through town. it wasn’t rare to find him with the dogs, or walking, but it was mid day, and he had been working on the school’s spring play. one of the kids requested some kind of movie called high school musical, he didn’t know anything about it, and finding the script was harder than he anticipated. but now as he walked down toward the cafe he held the papers in his hands, reading through the lines, trying to decide how to approach. suddenly, though, as he walked he noticed jayce, the german shepard, began pulling away from him toward one of the residents. “ohp, what’s up jay, d’you see your friend?” he mused, looking up to look at them before leaning down and gripping the edge of the leash. “heads up, here she comes to say hi.”

[ofabrokengiirl]

↬ ━━ a long day at the hospital again meant beng puked on ( by babies and drunks alike ), watching patients’ loved ones cry their eyes out when she has to tell them that they didn’t make it through the night, and overly flirtatious attending physicians who think they can get into her pants by offering to take her out for the night. so, on those rare moments when she gets a break from the hustle and bustle of the day, she always heads to the local coffee shop with a refillable cup and her laptop case with her essentials – including her laptop – at her sides, and she always gets the same thing – a caramel macchiato with three shots of espresso, because damn it, she deserves it. today is one of those days. she sits on the patio outside with a laptop and her coffee order. as she’s just about to open it up, she spots someone sitting across from her at a different table. she gets up from her seat, bringing her laptop over, and plops down in front of them. “ hi, ” she greets with a warm smile, sticking her hand out, “ michelle duval. you look like you could use a friend. i know i do, what with the rough day i’ve had today. let me tell you, being puked on by a baby is one of the things i expected taking this job, but not as often as this past week. it’s even worse to be puked on by a drunk person, y’know? ” she doesn’t mean to rant, but she does anyways.

@manorstart​

[incomparcble]

“everyone keeps telling me my wedding day will be the greatest day of my life but no one’s talking about how nice the engagement can be. what’s so wrong with not wanting to rush it?” madison asked, glancing down at the ring nestled perfectly on her finger. she was excited to get married, she didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea, it was just nice to bask in the engagement glow for awhile. when things happened, they would happen. “plus, it’s going to be very hard to beat the day i won that giant teddy bear at the beaver creek fair when i was twelve as the greatest day of my life.” she added with a laugh.

@manorstart​

[blvirambrosio]

@manorstart​

despite the fact that the school had given everyone the day off, blair still found herself sitting alone in a booth at the diner, several piles of paper surrounding her and a basket of fries. head down, attempting to read another reading reflection her students had written about ‘lord of the flies’ where all they wrote about was the man parachuting from the plane and how the boys thought it was a beast. movement from the other side of the table cause her to draw her eyes upwards, a smile making its way onto her face in greeting. “you couldn’t have come at a better time honestly, if i had to keep reading this i might cry.”

[rafaelrescued-deactivated202003]

“Of course I’m enjoying my day off,” Raf said with a wry grin. “I’ve got it all scheduled out into one hour blocks, accounting for travel time. At 6 am I took a run by the river, at 7 I prepped a breakfast... then I watched a bit of television, which is pretty indulgent, but that was only until 8 because I needed to run a few errands around town. Later, I’ll catch a documentary. I’m living my best life. Efficiently.”

@manorstart

[sawrpad]

@manorstart​

“I feel like i’m going insane here, honestly I wish I could blow my brains out you know ? Ha ha, sorry, that was probably too dark, so how have you been?” Tobias looked at the person he was talking to,not smiling but trying his best to sound friendly.

[chasingaster]

for someone who ‘had talent’ and could bake so well - well enough to get this job, anyway - aster would rather have a bowl of cereal for breakfast than one of the pastries she makes for everyone else. sitting in the kitchen, as if she was hidden away with a secret, the woman dove into a bowl of cocoa puffs. taking a sip of the coffee she had also made, she heard a nose that cut her sip short and nearly caused her to spit it out. “holy shit,” she blurted, turning to see who it was before placing her mug down. “who the hell sneaks up on someone? especially in a kitchen. i could’ve knifed you real quick.”

[bartmvn]

@manorstart​

last option, last resort. nikita had always been told to go with her gut. but right now it was conflicted. there was something inescapably eerie about this place.. yet as much as it put her off, it drew her in twice as hard. an alluring brick box with never ending hallways. “oh, you! are these rule things for real? like, does anyone follow them?”

[incomparcble]

madison had had….a lot of coke and she couldn’t even come up with a valid excuse to lie as to why she was laying on a couch in the study, humming build me up buttercup to herself. and why should she? it was a great song and they were probably trapped in the manor until the all died like wes…and imo…and dave, and michael, and roy… each name burying her deeper into the whole she was manifesting for herself. “today’s the day.” she said to no one in particular though she had a feeling imogen or someone was listening. “why shouldn’t we all give up now?” maybe she wasn’t built for this? with a laugh. she shook her head. “who was built for this?”

[nscollins]

nate would be lying if he said he didn’t feel some kind of sadness from this funeral they all had. he knew shane, for as long as remy knew him until he was sixteen, which made this a bit more real for him. so what he did now, at this little party everyone called it, was perform. nate had shoved a few things into his jacket, replenishing what he had last used. 

standing at the table he grinned, “for just one smile i can blow your mind.” his hands ribboned the cards from one to the other, turning his usual charm all the way on. “care to accept?”

@manorstart​

[exsomniis]

━━━━ After hanging his suit jacket in his room, Joakim went down and outside to join the others. He shook the sadness away, took a deep breath and began to fold the sleeves of his dress shirt. He loosened his tie, straightened his waistcoat and grabbed his guitar. “Alright, any request?” He asked, fiddling with the knobs and idly plucking the strings to tune it. “My artistic skills are a bit limited if it’s disco or hip-hop,” Joakim added with a chuckle. ( @manorstart​ ) // ( burial after party )

[isilvers]

short open starter // the burial after party . ( @manorstart​ )

Isadora spent the entire day in the kitchen. From the crack of dawn until this moment she was cooking, which explained the apron still wrapped around her frame as she sat the pigs in a blanket down. Her gaze lifted to lock on one of the guests as she flashed a nervous smile. “If you want something specific, let me know, I can cook up any comfort food.”

[redremys]

open short starter // the burial after party ( ? ) ( @manorstart​ )

“Can I grab you somethin’ to drink?” Remy asked, in his hand already a glass of rum and coke. He certainly wasn’t going to spend this night, or maybe any of the nights from now on, sober. “Event’s got an open bar.” His tone light as the alcohol already began to work it’s magic on forcing the pain from his thoughts. For now.