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clementbutler:

“No need to apologize professor.” Clement steadied the other man, picking up the book he’d dropped to the ground in surprise.The entire town seemed consumed by the blessing of warmer weather; he counted himself among them. He liked to spend time reading in the park when he wasn’t at the church. “I think spring’s doing wonder for us all.”

“How long do you think it will last?” Miles asked. It was after all, only March, and New York often saw snow through April. He took a seat next to Clement, stretching his legs out and folding his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes, listening at the bustle. It felt good to be out of his house, or den, and to feel the sun on his skin. The trees weren’t quite ready to blossom, but soon they would be full of color. Every day Miles waited patiently to see if the robins had returned, or if the trees were budding, but nature took its time, never rushing for anyone.

aliciadelmar:

Alicia looked up a little surprised. She had been out enjoying the festivities between picking up Alma and going to work. She adored this time of year. It was her favorite that was for certain. She probably should have anticipated seeing someone she knew around. Though when she looked up to see the person who had almost trampled her was Miles she gave a small amused smile. “That is okay.” She nodded as she looked up at the sky. “It’s so beautiful out who wouldn’t get distracted by it.” She shrugged as she laced her hands behind her back. “How are you?”

“Honestly,” Miles said,” I wasn’t doing good. But this weather has me feeling so much better, that I think it was just a case of the winter blues.” Miles had noticed he started to drink a little more recently, as well smoke at least three cigarettes a day now. Both actions were completely no in his MO. “Spring is such an over looked season, I think. But when it’s here....” he drifted off, putting his hands in his pockets. “I think the sun really does something for people.”

akumikuzunoha:

Akumi had decided to relish in her one day off from school to take a break from her studies and relax at the town park. It was a clear day - something the girl had been looking forward to after weeks of freezing cold - and the festival in town created a joyous atmosphere that she didn’t want to miss. Akumi managed to find a clear spot in the grass and almost dozed off when a pair of feet found her side and startled her from her half-slumber. Once she noticed who had literally stumbled upon her, the girl smiled at the familiar face. “Well, professor, had it been anybody else, I would’ve given them a piece of my mind. But, I’m barely passing your class, so instead I’ll apologize for being in the way.”

Miles smiled despite him being sorry for kicking the girl. Honestly, he hadn’t even noticed that he wandered off the sidewalk. He wasn’t sure if maybe he was getting sick, or maybe he still had the winter blues he was known to get. Either way. if he had to run into one of his students, he was glad it was Akumi. “Seems to be the trend this semester,” he commented on her almost failing. He was a strict teacher, he had high standards, but they were reachable. If it was one thing Miles hated, it was cheaters and slackers. “You have the nice little set up,” he added, looking at her spot in the grass. It was perfect for people watching, just a little bit of shade to keep it from getting too hot, and the grass wasn’t brown and dry, but lush and green. “Are you enjoy the festival?”

#jdm's face is actual perfection

136566richard-dixon:

With so many activities, it would be a shame if the town didn’t have ice cream stations. And thank goodness they did. He ordered his two scoop cone, cookies n cream with chocolate, and very happily walked amongst the crowd in the park. Truthfully, he wasn’t entirely paying attention. And really, he should have been. Because he felt a slight shove that made his left hand, his ice cream cone holding hand, tilt to the side. And plop went his chocolate scoop. Onto his shoes. “Awe man,” he muttered before looking up. “Of course you’re enjoying it, it’s perfect weather that I made. But that was good ice cream. And now it’s all over my shoe..” Richard shook his foot to make the delicious treat slide down. He sighed.

Miles heard the ice cream plop to the ground before he actually saw it. He sniffed the air lightly, smelling the sugar, chocolate, and milk thanks to his werewolf senses. “I can give you money for a new one,” Miles replied slowly tearing his eyes away from the spill and to the man. “An ice cream, I think your shoes will be okay if you just wipe a wet cloth over them.” But what did he know? Miles didn’t exactly pride himself on the domestic side of life, and he didn’t care too. “But it looked so good, I might just get myself one...”

mypapawinchester

#face

Finally. The winter was coming to an end. The math professor took a walk around the park, watching people build their flower crowns, the couples in the photo booth, and of course, the children getting their faces painted. The sun was bright, but the breeze was cool enough to need a jacket or sweater. Summer in the sun, winter in the shade. The trees weren’t in full bloom, it was only March. Miles keep his steps at a leisurely pace, but with his head so in the clouds that he didn’t even see the body right in front of him as he stumbled over the being. “Oh shit,” Miles gasped as he caught himself. “Sorry, just enjoying this weather a little too much.”

#wildstatestarter #equinox #/blows dust off/

Vacation || Bingo

The sun reached Miles’ arms, warming his skin which had turned pale from the months spent in New York. Somehow, he had found his way to Mexico. “¿Necesita algo señor?” asked the the desk clerk. Miles didn’t say anything, just simply raised his hand and shook his head. He didn’t need anything, just the sun. Just the solitude.

#wildstatebingo2 #one more

aliciadelmar:

She looked up, realizing who it was she quickly turned away, she took a moment to collect herself before clearing her throat and turning back to Miles. She gave him a smile. “Bien,” she lied, but she was at work. It was most important to be professional here. “Is there something I can get you?” She asked as she moved a little closer to the bar still not making full eye contact with him.

Miles gently tapped his fingers on the bar. “Uhm,” he paused, forgetting what he actually came in there for. “I’ll just take a beer on tap.” Alicia was a young, single mother, so no doubt that her life was often mixed with ups and downs. “Really, Alicia, are you okay?”

aliciadelmar:

“I know mi hija,” Alicia didn’t want to be at work right now. She always tried to keep her emotions in check. But when her daughters called her from waking up it was hard not to feel guilty. “I get off in thirty minutes and then I’ll come straight home. Te quiero mucho,” she looked over to see someone approach the bar. She hung up the phone taking a moment before turning to take their order.

Miles walked in, his hands in his pocket. It was on the cooler side, and the wind didn’t help things. First, he saw Alicia, and because of his sensitive hearing, over heard the little bit of Spanish. “Hola, qué tal?” he asked softly, sitting down at the empty seat. Her eyes were red, make up running just slightly.