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NICK MCCRAY TWENTY NINE M E C H A N I C LA BORN & BRED

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aidenxporter:

“Dude, I know I said let’s have a few drinks tonight, cause I just realize that we’ve only got seven episodes of Game of Thrones this season, and I was sitting here thinking we’d have the usual ten. That’s depressing shit, I know. But I have to go to work tomorrow morning, bro. You need to take smaller and lesser gulps, this isn’t a beer chugging contest.” He brought his beer bottle to his lips, looking over at the other male. “Last thing I need is trouble with my boss, going into work intoxicated…..man if my ex-girlfriend hears that she will shove a grenade up my ass and stab me.”

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“Isn’t each episode like an hour and a half long though? So it would even out.” Nick shrugged his shoulders. His only interaction with the show came through what he saw online or on twitter. There was no way in hell he could afford HBO. He looked over at the other man, giving a half smile. “I’m just trying to enjoy myself, c’mon. Don’t make me slow down.” He laughed and picked up another glass, drinking a little slower. “A grenade and a stabbing? Shit that’s brutal.”

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avaripley:

      Music blasting through her ears, alcohol all around her, Ava was a happy girl. At first, with Ripley being her last name, she was nervous about moving back to LA. Growing up as an outcast, she always thought her family name would have a bad reputation until the end of time. This was the first time she’s been out ever since she’s been back home, so she knew reunions awaited her. Walking off the dance floor, she went to the bar and ordered herself another tequila shots. Leaning against the bar top, she felt eyes on her. “Do you like what you see?” She asked, an instant smirk pressing against her lips.

“That all depends.” Nick began, thoroughly into his cups from the evening. He gave a lopsided smile over at the woman who’d spoke to him, tipping his cup into his mouth to finish. “How much is it going to cost me if I do?”

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chasedanvers:

“Unfortunate’s the word. If it were anybody else, then they would’ve gotten it easy, so thanks. I guess. Always count on you. What exactly were they saying anyway?”

“I’m dependable that way, Danvers. They were just saying the usual bullshit about mothers and sisters. Drunk idiots saying stupid shit.”

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officer-aanya:

“Thank you. I’m just trying to be the best police officer I can be.” Aanya said as she sat down beside her friend. Raising the drink to her lips, she took a long sip before setting it down and looking over at Nick. “How have things with you been?” She asked with a smile.

“Splendid job keeping the riff-raff off the streets.” Nick meant it to come out a little less sarcastically than it did, but he smiled and downed the rest of his drink to mask it. He was a prime example of the riff-raff she was meant to be hunting down. “Oh the usual, working and spending money faster than I can make it.”

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maddiebuchanan:

Madeline felt a knot of guilt swelling inside her the longer she had Nick’s presence around her, a feeling she hadn’t felt since the day they parted ways. It killed her that things ended the way it did and she couldn’t help but wonder for a moment, if things would be different between them if she was just honest to everyone from the beginning. “If you turn left here, it’ll be the first car parked on the side of the road.” The blonde said as she followed him and climbed into the passenger seat. The silence in the car was deafening, and she was suddenly grateful that her car was left not too far from the shop. It wasn’t until when they almost reached her car when she broke the silence, turning away from the road and finally facing him for the first time since she arrived at the shop. “Thank you for helping, Nick. I…I know you didn’t have to.”

“Sure.” Nick answered non-committedly. He was doing his best to focus on the job at hand and not what had happened a decade ago. It was a decade ago for christ’s sake, so why did it still bother him? Maybe the idea that he wasn’t good enough for anyone had permeated him to the core so much that it had stuck ever since. His fingers continued to drum on the steering wheel as he started the truck up and sped off in the direction she’d spoken of. Her directness caught him off guard and he had to force himself to stay staring at the road. “It is kind of my job.” It was a quick brusk answer, and after a moment he felt a little guilty. “It’s fine, no problem.” Seeing the parked car he thought might be hers, he turned the truck around and backed into a position to be able to hitch it to the crane. “Do you have someone that can pick you up? Friend? Husband? Boyfriend?” 

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chasedanvers:

“I left the house last night for the first time in days and you know what happened? I got in a bar fight.”

“Listen, it’s not my fault. Those guys were talking some mad shit, someone had to put them in their place. It’s just unfortunate that it had to be me.” 

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officer-aanya:

“Even though work can be exhausting, I know that I can always count on you to order me a drink when I’m running a bit late,” Aanya said with a laugh as she looked over to who she was meeting for the night at a popular bar downtown. Working for the LAPD was exhausting to say the least, but the two years that she has lived here was worth it because of the friends she has made so far.

Nick had made it a point long ago to befriend those involved in police work. It was a lot easier to get around them when you were friendly. Nick put on a half smile and passed over the drink he’d ordered. “Not a problem, you work hard.” 

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halliehendrix:

    “So, is there something else I can get you? My shift here is ending soon and not to like toot my own horn here, but trust me, you’re gonna wanna order from me before the next guy comes in. Unless you’re looking to take another shower for the evening, then, in that case, you are free to ignore me and carry on doing what you’re doing.” 

“Are you telling me there’s not a single other person here that can make me a good whiskey coke?” Nick perked his brow up at her, sitting down at the bar right in front of her position. “Doesn’t seem like it’d be that hard of a concoction to make.”

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maddiebuchanan:

“Yeah. It won’t start and there’s some steam coming from the hood of the car.” The blonde explained. Madeline merely nodded as she listened, although she wondered if the answer would be different if he wasn’t obligated to help her. “It’s just down the road, I’ll take you there and maybe we can push it back here to get it fixed, if you want.” She started to turn towards the door. She had hardly looked at Nick since she set foot in the shop, mainly because that seeing him again was bringing a surge of memories back into her head, both good and bad ones. For now, she was thankful for the focus around her car, but it was when they both had ran out of small talks, and a lot had left unsaid for Madeline anyway, was what she was growing to worry about right now.

Nick took notice of the way she looked everywhere, but at him. He didn’t harbor such needs, so he kept his gaze straight on her. They had both changed a lot in the time since they’d last seen each other, ten years made a huge difference it seemed. His hand lifted to scratch at the beard on his jaw and he gave a nod to show he’d understood. “No need, I’ve got the tow truck. C’mon.” He held up the keys and took a deep breath, preparing to be in somewhat close quarters with her. Walking out of the shop beyond her, he hopped up into the bed of the tow truck, nervously tapping on the wheel as he waited for her to join him.

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maddiebuchanan:

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Madeline told herself once that it was a matter of time before they crossed paths again, but she couldn’t help but admit that she did try her best to prevent it from happening. Her gaze met his for a moment, before they fell to the ground when she heard her name called. She wasn’t expect him to greet her with open arms, and it made sense for him to question her, because she was ever hardly seen in this area, not even when she was born and raised in this city. “My car,” She began. “It broke down not far from here, I was wondering if someone can take a look at it. If you’re busy though, I can call for help…” She trailed off, before adding. “I didn’t know you work here.” 

Nick stared at her, her appearance as jolting as ever. It wasn’t as if he thought he’d never see her again, but it was that Los Angeles was big enough that he didn’t think there was a big enough possibility. He’d not prepared for this moment at all, and even after ten years it still stung. “What’s wrong with it? Won’t start? Bad light?” He asked, trying to get to the point as quick as possible. “I’m not, this is my job. I’m..I’m here to help.” Would he have turned her away? No, he couldn’t do that. He probably would’ve been fired had he let business walk out the door, so he sucked down his pride and took a few steps closer. “Where?”

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