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wvlker:

the blonde nodded, pushing the cup aside, blue eyes trained on the male. a short laugh escaped her lips. “now it’s my turn to be creeped out.” she was serious but her cheeky tone passed it as a joke. “i work a few blocks from here, on the brick wall building.” she explained, hoping he’d know which one. “i still suggest you to text me before you show up, though. i don’t like surprises.”

“you are the last person i think would be creeped out” he laughed, thinking that what she was saying was a joke. “so how long have you been working there?” he asked in a needy way, so the conversation wouldn’t end.

#c:adriana #sorry its short

ripestelle:

“Yeeeaaah, can I use your fire escape ? ?” The elongated word was none other than the sum of Stella and a little too much alcohol. Of course, the walk to the apartment mostly sobers her up, but she’s still left a little buzzed and her wit buries it’s own grave. She looks up at the boy, her short 5′4″ stature to be the death of her, and twirls PRETTY-IN-PINK hair while she waits for an answer. It’s AMAZING she didn’t just walk in without saying a word.

“urm... the fire exit is next door. who are you & why can’t you just use the main exit?” miguel asked. “i don’t even think anyone is in next door so good luck trying to get out the fire exit,” he laughed. he couldn’t tell if stella was drunk or not, so wanted to get her to talk.

#c:stella #hi i am warren

wvlker:

she nodded her head, to let him know she was paying attention when actually she was more focused on her coffee. “you’re okay - it’s pretty weird if a stranger comes at you like that. so i get it.” she smiled at the boy, then sipping the remains of her coffee. “if i’m not out with friends then i’m probably at coffee shops, the bar, the movies… the usual. i’m mostly working or with friends, though.”

miguel smiled “thanks for understanding, i just think it is strange that i have never seen you before but anyway... so, where do you work, i could pay you a visit when you are on your shift at one time.” he said in a joking way, but also hoping that she would answer the question, he would love to make new friends.

#c:adriana

it was 12am and miguel was ready to go to bed. he just took his shirt off and was ready to get into bed. until he heard a knock at the door. he thought it was awfully late to hear a knock at this time but investigated to see what was up. he nervously approached the door, thinking the worst. he opened the door slowly, “may i help you?"

#alton:start

wvlker:

the blonde took a careful sip of her coffee before replying. miguel didn’t seem like a bad person and she was creepy enough to notice where most neighbors worked and lived, but suddenly the request was too real for her. “i’m in 7d but i’m not home often because of work –” she paused, taking a pen from her purse and scribbling her phone number on a napkin. “text me and we can make plans to hang.” she offered him a quick smile, putting her hand out for him to shake. “adriana, likewise.”

“neither am i, we might see each other around.” miguel started to punch in the numbers on the napkin. “i did not mean to seem rude earlier, i just thought it was a little creepy how you knew where i lived & i have never seen you before,” he joked. “what do you normally do in your free time,” he asked the blonde nervously. he didn’t want adriana to think that he was weird or needy, after all they have only known each other for 5 minutes, he felt like he was playing 20 questions with adriana & really didn’t want to come across that way.

#c:adriana #tbh i didn't know how to explain what i had in my head i hope this makes sense lol #i mean i think it does but idk

#ooc

sylvicameron:

Sylvanas had just arrived back to Alton from being on a few day, much needed vacation “I’m home.” The blonde said as she fell back onto her couch, her door wide open “I missed you, couch.” She said, laughing at herself.

“you were on vacation? thought the building seemed deadly quieter” miguel laughed. “did you go anywhere exciting?”

#c:sylvanas

imessage ⟶ NAT 😎 !

NAT: god u r boring

NAT: fine we'll just get dry ice and lasers 😒

[ ... ]

NAT: fireworks ???

MIGUEL: lol just looking out for you man

MIGUEL: fireworks are so unoriginal, any better ideas?

#c:nat #chat

wvlker:

“don’t sweat it - i don’t really expect much people to recognize me on the streets either way.” she replied, amusement on her tone, a grateful smile on her features as he handed her the coffee. taking a sip, her blue eyes were trained on his face as he spoke. “life at alton is calm so far, less… fast than in new york, for sure.”

miguel laughed, “that is great to hear.” he chuckled. “what is your apartment number, i will pop in to see you later if you don’t mind.” he said nervously. he did not have many friends due to his past & wanted to meet new people. “how rude of me, i have not even asked your name. i am miguel, nice to meet you”

#c:adriana #text

aqmorash:

Astrid had awoke particularly dead that morning and the only work she had done on herself was throwing her hair up until she had her morning coffee. It was a familiar coffee shop, she was by far, a regular; yet she had come there often enough that the barista usually recognised her as soon as she placed her order. Opening the door to the shop, and not needing to look at the menu, the blonde ordered her first coffee of the day. “Large, black please.”

“coming right up,” miguel responded. he was half asleep. work was not the place he wanted to be today, but he has to make money some way. he waited for the coffee to brew. “here you go,” he said. “i recognise you from somewhere, don’t you live in alton?

#c:astrid #text

imessage ⟶ NAT 😎 !

NAT: what about explosives

NAT: like some small ones

[ ... ]

NAT: some big ones ???

MIGUEL: well...

MIGUEL: idk if u want to get evicted i suppose lol

#c:nat #chat

wvlker:

“i do, i live on the higher floors so i’ve seen you around mostly on the elevator and such.” adriana chuckled and shook her head dismissively. “don’t worry, i’m just really observant which can come off as creepy.” nodding her head at his statement, she shrugged. “over a year, i think - it’s been a while now but not too long. what about you?”

“i am so sorry” miguel said. he could not believe that he had never seen adriana, his mind must be in a place of its own. he coffee machine clicked off “one moment, let me fetch your coffee.” he walked over to the coffee machine & poured the coffee into the cup. he then walked back to the counter. “so, i have been living at alton for just over 2 weeks, i am rather new and am not used to the faces there yet.” he nervously replied. “so what do you think of life at alton?”

#c:adriana #text

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#blog theme is updated btw #ooc

imessage ⟶ Nat 😎 !

MIGUEL: I WILL BE THERE!

NAT: ace enthusiasm

NAT: do u think i should get a laser ??

MIGUEL: of course, we need to make it a night everyone will remember

#c:nat #chat

wvlker:

“Medium, please - I don’t want to get overly caffeinated.” She muttered, scanning the boys movements and his change of mood. “Oh, I didn’t mean to sound like such a creep - you just seemed familiar.” She offered a soothing smile, her eyes softening at the boy.

“wait, you live in alton too? how rude of me, i have never even seen you before, i am so sorry,” miguel laughed. he then pulled a medium cup & began to make the coffee. “coffee is just brewing,” he said. “so, how long have you lived in alton?” he asked.

#c:adriana #text.

honorduh:

“You’re awful polite for such an ungodly hour.” Honor muttered, scrunching up her nose slightly in something between disgust and disbelief. “I’ll have a black coffee, thanks.” She said, beginning to rummage around in her bag for the coins.

“I never knew that, I have never seen anyone come in this early, if I am honest.” He then turned to make a coffee & realised that he didn’t set up the machine. “That goes to show how early you are, the coffee machine is not even turned on.” he then turned on the machine. “I am sure that I have seen you around before, do I know you from somewhere?” he asked Honor.

#c:honor #hi #text

wvlker:

Adriana rushed into the store, trying to run from the random thunderstorm that evolved outside. Smiling at the boy who questioned her, she walked towards the counter and sat down, letting out a long breath. “Can you serve me a cappuccino, please? Do you have any pastries?” She spoke quickly, “Wait, do you leave in Alton?”

Sure, what size?” he responded, then he realised what Adriana had said & turned back to the counter. He then looked up, “yes, i do live in alton, how did you know?” he said, trying not show that he was paranoid.

#c:Adriana #hey i am warren #text.

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