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nataliclvarez.

The brunette threw a puzzled look at the man who had just spoken, not sure what he was making allusion to. For her, the night was only getting started and she was having a blast, everyone around being so sweet and congratulating her. She would never admit that her guts was telling her something else, that she knew the killer was out there somewhere and even if they had done a great job protecting as many people as they could have, the harm was still out there and everyone as at risk. Of course, the man couldn’t possibly have known about that, which is why the woman was so surprised to hear him say such a thing. ‘’A weird vibe?’’ she repeated, taking a look at him. ‘’What kind of weird vibe?’’ she questioned, turning around to face the man.

‘’Nothing to be worried about.’’ Adrian shrugged it off. The man noticed how she tensed up at his remark and he figured she was a police officer or someone of importance. ‘’It’s probably the scotch or the strange ambiance of the ball.’’ he tried to come up with excuses, he didn’t want to ruin the ball for the woman. ‘’ I’ve never been to one.’’ It wasn’t exactly a lie. Adrian had been to balls and such, but only for work and never for entertainment.

#🔪 ┈ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ɴᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴀ ᴀʟᴠᴀʀᴇᴢ.

juliettelacroix.

Juliette turned around at the sound of her bodyguard’s voice, her attention quickly shifting to the drink he had in hand. She had never seen him drink on the job and wasn’t sure if he’d know when to stop. In the back of her mind, the brunette knew Adrian was a professional and he only drank to mingle, nothing too serious but still. He had been at her family’s loyal service for so long now, her mother wouldn’t have allowed someone irresponsible to take her. ‘At least he won’t be so tense anymore’ she thought to herself, thinking at how serious the man was all the time. It was practically intimidating. ‘’You’re the weird vibe’’ she replied childishly, not even sure what he had meant by that. It was stronger than herself, she could never hold back the annoyance when the man was around. It wasn’t him specifically, the simple fact that her mother still deemed essential for the young woman to drag a bodyguard everywhere she went was infuriating. She’d been traveling the world all by herself for the past four years and only one psycho loose in Atlanta was enough for her mother to lose her marbles. ‘’If I payed you double for the rest of the night, would you go back home and never talk about it to my mom?’’ she then suggested, a hopeful smile on her lips.

Adrian rolled his eyes at the younger woman. He couldn’t believe momma Lacroix made him be at Juliette’s service. She was so stubbornly opposed to his presence and normally, he would blend in the background so Juliette wouldn’t notice him. But he with the weird vibe going on and the fact that he had no control of Juliette’s actions he preferred to stay near. The man couldn’t help but to crack a smile at her bribery. ‘’ Your mother pays me more than enough.’’ he told her, taking a sip of his glass, hoping it will get him through the night. ‘’ And I don’t bail on my clients for a couple of dollars. You think very lowly of me Miss Lacroix.’’ Adrian rather pointed out than asked. Over the many years, he learnt how to deal wit different type of clients, although, somehow, he couldn’t get ahold of Juliette just yet.

#i lub his eyes here #🔪 ┈ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴊᴜʟɪᴇᴛᴛᴇ ʟᴀᴄʀᴏɪx.

asherprescott.

“What do you mean?” Asher asked, nursing a glass of whiskey that was hovering just above her lips. The brunette looked around the room and tried to take notice of what he was talking about but after only getting more confused, she turned back to meet his eyes. “I think it’s only you, Aid.” she said, letting out a light chuckle. “Loosen up, another two of those glasses and that weird vibe you’re feeling will be long gone.”

Adrian just shrugged and drank more from his glass. He knew better than to go alarming everyone for no valuable reason. ‘’ Most likely.’’ he slowly nodded, after years of working in the field he should have known to trust his guts, after all they never failed him, but this time he was hesitant. ‘’Can’t get drunk on the job.’’ he gave her a small smirk, before bringing his lips to the cool glass of scotch.

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mayaxwalker.

Maya had gone to the bar to get a glass of wine when she heard off to her side a man talking about the vibe of the event. “That most of the cops are off the streets and here instead? I guess you could call that a weird vibe,” she replies. It was good for her, knowing that some of her runners would have an easier night tonight with so many cops at the event instead of patrolling.

‘’Mh not quite.’’ he mumbled to himself, he felt like something was wrong, but couldn’t pin-point it. ‘’But I’d be the first to say that removing all the cops from the street wasn’t a smart move.’’ he told the other. ‘’But then again, I can’t blame them for needing, wanting a break.’’

#🔪 ┈ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴍᴀʏᴀ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ.

colton-phillips.

The only reason why he was here was because Jackson had asked him to come. If his brother hadn’t texted him he would’ve been in the studio doing his work or something like that. Crowds weren’t something he was fond of, but he he’d like to think that he could manage himself in the thick of one when needed. Now, as he stood off to the side where there weren’t as many people around, he held a glass of something and had his other hand stuffed into his pocket. He felt as awkward as he probably seemed, but when he heard someone speak up he glanced over. “I’m not sure, sir,” he answered as he rose his drink up to smell it. The potency of the alcohol was strong and it made him wrinkle his nose a little.

Adrian drank more of his glass, not sure whether to elaborate on his presentiment or just let it die. ‘’ The officers are off the streets, it’s just a little reckless if you ask me.’’ he shrugged, hoping his guts were wrong and the night was going to be just fine. Adrian smoothed his suit down, or so it looked like it, he was just feeling his glock under it to make him feel safe. ‘’But I might be wrong.’’ he tried not to alert the man beside him too much.

#🔪 ┈ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴄᴏʟᴛᴏɴ ᴘʜɪʟʟɪᴘꜱ.

phoebefairmont.

She hadn’t really been focused on anything but the press that had been trying to get inside to talk to her. After all, it was Phoebe’s first debut as a pregnant runaway princess, and that sort of news was skyrocketing through the media world. Still, she was ( desperately ) trying to focus on anything but. When the sound of someone’s voice then caught her attention, the blonde sighed in relief. As she turned around to look at them and answer, she was instead stopped by the surprising view. “Holy shit,” she mumbled, blinking twice to make sure he was really there. “Adrian?”

Adrian, being as professional as he could, cleared his throat once again, surprised to see the blonde outside of Sweden. ‘’ I must be mistaken, your majesty?’’ he asked, trying to sound polite as ever to one of his most prestigious clients. ‘’What are you doing here in Atlanta?’’ he asked suspiciously, he was smart enough to figure out that she wasn’t accompanied by anyone else, not even her fiancee.

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Adrián wasn’t one to stand out in social events. He wasn’t keen on coming to the ball in the first place, but the Lacroix had contacted him and asked for his services. So there he was, once again, in a corner, observing. Adrián took a glass of scotch, trying to calm down his nerves, since his guts were telling him something wasn’t right. The man cleared his throat and looked to his right. ‘’ Is it just me or there’s a weird vibe going on?’’ he asked before taking a sip of his glass.

#atl.chat #atl.policeball #idk if this is okay??!?!#idk he's not used to events like these

ADRIÁN MENDOZA ATTENDS THE POLICEMAN’S BALL.

#atl.policeball #idk #here u go #a nice looking adrian #this is his work uniform tho #lol #🔪 ┈ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ.

tannercasillas.

Tanner just grumbled as their former bodyguard pointed out the obvious. But, the mention of pina coladas caught their attention. “Oh, that sound so nice.” Tanner said, their voice pleading with him. “I need one.”

‘’ I know it does.’’ Adrian nodded, wanting a piña colada too. ‘’ I do need one too.’’ he chuckled. ‘’ Lucky for you, I know just the place.’’ The bodyguard took his car keys from his pocket.

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maddoxalexander.

“— you’re joking, right? cause i hope you’re joking.” maddox frowned, moving from his kitchen into the living room. “i don’t know what you heard, but i’m not into that shit anymore.” it’s only partially a lie, but maddox can’t let himself get dragged back into the other half of the lie. “is that all you wanted?”

‘’ I don’t joke.’’ Adrian emphasized on the last word. He stood in the doorframe, his shoulders almost touching each side of the wooden frame. ‘’ it’s not for me.’’ the Mexican told the other carefully. ‘’ It’s all I want, yes.’’ Adrian nodded, he knew he wasn’t getting out until he got what he came for.

#🔪 ┈ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ.#🔪 ┈ ᴍᴀᴅᴅᴏx ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅᴇʀ .#idek #i stg

tannercasillas.

“It’s not that hot out.” Tanner lied as a bead of sweat rolled down the side of their head. They were wearing shorts, sandals, and a long-sleeve shirt. Obviously the heat of the shirt was ruing out anything else. “I’m fine, really.” They tried to convince the person they were talking to, and themself.

Since Adrian wasn’t on the job, he allowed himself to wear only a slightly buttoned down shirt and black trousers. ‘’ You look like you’re melting, Tanner.’’ The man pointed out in a jokingly manner. Adrian wasn’t one to be humorous, but he could let himself relax a little with people he knew. ‘’ You look like you need a cold drink, like a piña colada.’’ he pronounced the last words in his spanish accent.