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athenamylah-m‌:

“Is that a compliment?” The Latina couldn’t help the smile as she tilted her head at him. “Thank you. Her name’s Brie. I’m Athena.”

“Brie,” he repeated, nodding towards her then to Athena. “Peter. Pleasure to meet the both of you.” He didn’t offer his hand, a subtle nod towards how he’d been raised. “Manners mean a lot,” he insisted, addressing the youngest once again. “Calling someone pretty is fine, but stay within arm’s reach of your mother. Crazy people everywhere nowadays. Wouldn’t wanna run up to the wrong person, little lady.”

#SLHQathena #athenamylah-m #( ❛ ━━ int. )

itsindianaokay‌:

“I am patient,” she tells him, because in her eyes, she was. When your world view was as foggy as hers way, or when you fought for so long to have some semblance of power over your emotions, those were little victories. She laughs then, cigarette forgotten in her soda can, “Fuckin’ kill me, I’m patient, fuck, ten years ago I probably would have punched your nose and then tried to steal your wallet for drug, but here I am, just tellin’ you you’re in the way. Who the fuck am I? Looooord.”

Pete couldn’t help the smile that formed. Maybe it was because she reminded him of an old friend or maybe it was her attitude towards the situation itself, but he found himself taking a step to the side, turning momentarily to throw the object back to the pack of strangers before facing her once more. “You got another one of those?” He tipped his head, gesturing to the since-neglected cigarette.

#SLHQindiana #itsindianaokay #( ❛ ━━ int. )

foxygrandpas‌:

@slchat

Funkytown Thrift was a complete ghost town today. It obviously wasn’t anyone’s ideal shopping day and Jackson found himself bored out of his mind. The lack of customers made him finish his work a lot earlier than expected and Jackson was hoping for someone to walk in so he can at least talk to someone since his cat Boots was off napping in one of the racks of clothes. Boots was probably the worst sales associate he ever had but he sure as hell was the cutest. Jackson’s head perked up when he heard the front door open. “Finally” he whispered as he approached the customer. “Welcome, Looking for anything in particular?”

“Do people who usually come in here look for something in particular--- I thought they just came to ugly shirts that will end up in the back of the closet by week two,” he chuckled, strutting in. “Just here to browse, but I’ll tell ya what--- if I really need your help, I’ll holler for you.”

#SLHQjackson #foxygrandpas #( ❛ ━━ int. )

athenamylah-m‌:

There were times that Athena regretted wearing heels and chasing her toddler as the child was running up to someone was one of them. Only for her to keep up with Briella, she couldn’t help but smile when the toddler stopped in front of someone and called them pretty. Once she was able to, she scooped up the child, giving an apologetic look. “Sorry. She tends to go a little crazy when she sees someone she thinks is pretty.” @slchat

“With that logic, you’d think she’d already be wrapped up in a room of wall-to-wall padding from seeing your mug every day,” he insisted, casting a gaze to the tot. “Cute kid.”

#SLHQathena #athenamylah-m #( ❛ ━━ int. )

itsindianaokay‌:

It was always nice to find rolling hills nestled in between bustling streets. She remembers, almost happy memories, of parks. Beaches were never her thing, sand and wide open spaces of oceans spelled weird fears and worries for her. But the park?

The park means that she could lay on the grass, propped up to people watch, chain smoking the afternoon away. She feels like for a second she could doze off, the amusement slowly dying off, until a shadows hits her face and her eyes snap open. A part of her in fight or flight mode. But a breath, two, and she’s back on earth.

“You’re kinda blockin’ my sun,” she ends up saying bluntly, huff of smoke from her lips trailing.

@slchat

“I kinda don’t care,” he retorted, brushing the grass stains off of his knees, gaze panning back to the group that were waiting ever so patiently for their returned Frisbee. He’d attempted to catch it as it sailed towards him, letting it slip through careless hands and settling at the feet of some fortunate sunbather. Picking the item up, he displayed the object as if to excuse the reason he was standing over her--- not to peep, of course. Only a lunatic would consider this inappropriate. “F’you miss the sun that much, you can move it a foot to the left, but by then I’ll already have gone. Cool your jets and try’ta practice some patience, doll.”

#SLHQindiana #itsindianaokay #( ❛ ━━ int. )

wrenxjackson‌:

@slchat

Wren wanted a dog. He had been living in Silver Lake for almost three years and he finally started to getting the hang of a routine but now, he thought he was ready for a dog. He sighed loudly as he waited in line to get his coffee. He spent a lot of time searching the adoption centres in Silver Lake and Los Angeles, hoping he could find a dog. He turned around and smiled at the person behind him. “Excuse me. Can you tell me if you think this dog is cute?” He asked them, turning his phone in their direction. “I really want a dog.”

“Aren’t all dogs just inherently cute,” he attested, glancing at the picture held out to him. “Or are you trying to justify buying a dog that’s going to be a good accessory to get chicks for about three months and then prove to be a hassle before you give it up to one of the shelters?”

#SLHQwren #wrenxjackson #( ❛ ━━ int. )

milrossi‌:

@slchat

One of those guilty preasures of Camille was definitely those evenings when she could go to the pub and play some pool. Sometimes it meant few drinks, sometimes it was purely just poking balls in the bags and sometimes it was a mixture of both. Today was definitely the day of drinks and pool. “Should we have a bet over who wins? Like the one who loses buys a drink or something? Or should we just play for the glory of a win?”

“You can just buy me a drink at this point and accept inevitable defeat,” he prodded, taking a hearty swig of his half-drunk beer. “Wouldn’t want your tears soaking the quarried slate, now would we?”

#SLHQcamille #milrossi #( ❛ ━━ int. )

There was a chill in the air that night. Something so familiar, he wasn’t entirely certain if it were his own body reacting to the countless intrusive thoughts or an anarchic breeze that lasted an eighth of a second rattling the bones beneath taut muscle. He shivered once more. Stubbing out his cigarette, he gave one last retrieving glance to the outside world. Strangely docile considering the circumstances. What a time to be working at one of the biggest clubs in Hollywood.

The absence of music wasn’t too uncommon on a weekday night. The heavy bass that pounded through his body was overstimulating most nights so much he preferred working on stocking in the back. He very well could’ve chosen somewhere else to bar-tend if he were being honest--- but the tips were almost too tempting, not to mention all the free ass he got with every flirt that approached his end. It wasn’t a bad gig.

The lone figure at the bar was the only thing remotely uncommon if he thought about it. Each step garnering at least an ounce more of unwanted attention. Medium blonde tendrils framing an undeniably familiar face. He could send Louis over. A beat passed before he pushed himself to approach.

“You like cranberry vodkas that much or you just in the mood for some chaos?” The words were misleading. He contemplated clarifying. “What’ll it be?”

@nirvanarossi

#SLHQnirvana #nirvanarossi #( ❛ ━━ int. )

--- [ PIETRO RINALDI. 31. CISMALE. HE/HIM ] is here! They’ve lived in Silver Lake for [ ONE YEAR ] and are originally from [ ITALY ]. They are a [ BARTENDER ] and in their downtime love [ GOING FOR LONG SCENIC DRIVES ] and [ BINGE-WATCHING SERIAL KILLER DOCUMENTARIES ]. They look a lot like [ DYLAN O'BRIEN ] and live [ ON SILVERWOOD TERRACE ].

hey hi hello everyone! name’s loki and i’m here to make everything worse lmao below is a little taste of what this psychopath is shouldering and tbh he is a JOY to write. PLEASE MESSAGE ME FOR PLOTS.

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