quentin davis

the names quentin davis, i'm a twenty seven year old drama teacher that is still working on auditioning for a a big time movie

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preitymalhotra :

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Preity found herself remaining silence once more, allowing him to talk and say his part. She had told Kara plenty of times to not be so kind and to stand up for herself, but no matter how hard she tired, she wasn’t very successful in convincing the other. Preity noticed the others looking at them but she tried her best to ignore their whispers and crowds - she didn’t care about that right now. “Oh so you listen to everything your parents say? You don’t do what you want to do?” The brunette shook her head, scoffing. “Right, I didn’t realize I was talking to some robot of a person, a follower that does everything mommy or daddy says.” The waitress shook her head, taking a few steps back and dismissing his apology with a roll of her eyes. “Whatever Quentin, keep your apology to yourself. You clearly don’t mean it.”

Quentin looked at he girl and rolled his eyes and laughed a little, “Darling, I never said I would do as my parents tell me to, I was stating it to say you don’t have the right to tell me what to do because you’re not my parents. Also I do as I want which is why I said I will continue to behave the way I choice no mater what you ask. As for my apology I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. Why would I waste my time apologizing if I didn’t mean it? What I do want to know is why do you think you had to stick u for your friend in the most lamest way possible? You could have done something better to me to get back for what I did. It as a long time ago, you should have got over it.”

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preitymalhotra :

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His shock only made her smirk. “Mature or not mature, what you did was wrong Quentin. You should never speak to people the way that you do. Your words can hurt people badly,” she told him, not caring if she was giving him a lecture. “Boys like you think that you can say whatever you want to a girl because you think you’re better than us. You,” she pointed at him. “Are not better than us. You will never ever be better than us.” The girl bit back her harsh tone and rolled her eyes in his direction. “You got tricked by Preity Malhotra, let’s hope you never let anyone girl walk all over you. And before you start, I don’t want to hear any of your lectures.”

He looked at her, the more she sounded like she was telling him what to do like a mom would he was getting angry, “Oh right i didn’t know I had to follow your laws on how to speak to people, I didn’t know you were my mom, oh wait your not. So for your information I can talk about people how I feel too, It’s my mouth not yours and I’m sorry if they hurt people, not my problem your friend isn’t tough enough t defend herself, not my fault she took my words to heart. People are going to be like that and she’s going to get it anywhere she goes. So not really my problem if I am just speaking my mind. I have my opinions like everyone else does. Oh I don’ think I am better then you, never did I think that, nor do I care if I am better then you.” He rolled his eyes putting his hand through his hair before looking at the girl, why was he sill talk to her, why did he even bother to mention anything, he didn’t know but something kept him there. “I wasn’t that good of a trick. Oh and I am not going to waste my time lecturing you, because everyone has a choice to do whatever the hell they want to. Until my parents tell me to stop, why should i do so?” He raised his eyebrows, he knew that would never be the case, his mom was somewhere he didn’t know and his dad didn’t even take the time to talk to him so it wasn’t like he was going to get taught a lesson. He put a hand through his hair and looked at the girl, “Look, I’m sorry for whatever I did to your friend. I’m not going to change who I am to make others happy but I’m still sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean to hurt her that much.” He was still angry but he knew he had to apologize either way.

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preitymalhotra :

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Preity licked her lips, letting him ask all the questions that he needed to ask her. While impersonating someone else, she had managed to get closer to him. Closer than she would have liked, there had been a time where she believed she actually felt something for him. “It was a lie. All of it was a lie,” she admitted. “I lied about my name because I didn’t want you to know who I was. I didn’t want you to ruin my name by saying it all the time,” Preity snapped over at him, she also didn’t care if anyone was going to listen. “Did you think you could misbehave with a girl, bring out all of her insecurities and get away for it? My best friend is too kind, I am not.”

Quentin stood there and was shocked, shocked she was able to pull it off but also shocked she would lie to him or anyone. He couldn’t help but laugh as he shock his head, “So you did this all in some kind of way of payback? Because that is so mature. All you had to do was confront me about it, you don’t have to pretend to be someone else.” He stated, “Now as for your friend, I don’t know what friend of yours it is, but if she is really upset by what I said then all she has to to is talk to me and tell me herself she hasn’t bothered to do that then that’s her problem. She should let it go and so should you instead of acting like a kid and trying to get payback.” He sighed trying not to raise his voice as he looked at her, why was he still standing there, he wish he never grew to like the girl think she was a decent girl.

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preitymalhotra :

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Preity was stuck all day in the restaurant, today was one of her busy days and it was also why she ended up too exhausted to hang out with any of her friends afterward. She was a very sociable person that was always hanging out with her friends, going to the club or eating at fancy restaurants. This was the only day she could have a peaceful evening to herself. Preity stepped out of the restaurant, smiling to her a few familiar faces she saw. The laughter, however that fell from one of their mouths caused her to stop as a frown formed on her face. The frown deepened once she heard her name being said. “What does that matter to you?” She muttered, staring at him. He knew? So what? He was going to find out anyway.

Quentin stood there, he wasn’t sure what to think and as he heard her tone in her voice, he didn’t understand why he deserved that tone. If he deserved that attitude he would rather know what. “What do you mean what does it matter to me? You told me your name was something completely different to your real name? Why did you do that? Also is the story you told me about your family real? Or was that lies too?” He snapped asking looking at her, he didn’t even care who heard. “Just tell me, why did you lie about your name?”

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Quentin was on the way to Salt n Peppa, he was going to get some food for the night, work had tired him out and he needed o get something to eat before heading home. he found himself there and he walked in, seeing a familiar face he smiled before he heard someone speak to her and he backed away before he heard her name and was shocked that wasn’t the name she had told him. He moved away from the door bumping into someone and walked away from the door. Standing outside he tired to understand why he would lie to her, he didn’t like liars and he didn’t even know if that story she had told was true either.

He stood there for a long time before he noticed a familiar face walk out of the restaurant and he gave off a little laugh  before walking over to the girl Sighing he looked t her walk away, “Oh Hi, Preity’s the name right?” He raised his eyebrows looking at her.

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sanford + popular text posts (part 6)

@nathanxwoo // @preity-malhotra // @quentinqdavis

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mrwarrenturner :

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“It’s good to know I’m not the only one missing the appeal of a cake made of vegetables,” he said with a bit of a chuckle. “Oh yeah, that’s fantastic. Though I imagine it’s not really an easy field to break into from the start. At least you probably get to have a bit of time to prepare for auditions and such since school days are set hours and you have holidays, right?”

“I am sure it’s very good to know, I mean I do want to know if someone likes it.” He laughed a little and then looked at the guy and nodded, “It really isn’t but I am not going to give up, not just yet anyway. Yeah although I haven’t recently but I will hopefully soon.”

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preitymalhotra :

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Preity removed her hand quickly, making a face over at him before realizing that she was supposed to be acting like she was friends with him. It was hard to act like that when she wanted to just yell at him and tell him how much of an asshole he had been that night. Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Preity glanced around. “Do you want some coffee? I get free coffee here. I’m gonna get some coffee,” the young woman stood up. “Want anything?”

Quentin looked at the girl standing there for a moment, he couldn’t help but glance over at her again and then hearing her question he bit his lip and nodded “Yeah sure I wouldn’t mind. Thank you.” He stated and shook his head, “Just a coffee please.”

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hc + art department

Quentin was never in to the Art side of things, he loved the Arts altogether with Acting and Music but never in Art where you had to use a paint brush and paint things and draw things, that was never something he had a passion for. When it came to viewing paintings, he didn’t really enjoy it but he always remembers the only time him and his dad ever spent a day together without arguing and where his dad actually cared about him was when they went to an Art Exhibition when he was about eight years old and that would probably be the only time he enjoyed Art.

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hc + favourite food

Quentin was never really fussy when it came to food, he would eat whatever he could. Growing up he had to eat whatever was left for him since his dad couldn’t really cook and his dad was always out so Quentin was left to try and make something to eat out of what they had for him and his younger brother. If he had to pick something he really liked and loved it would be a good Chinese, with Sweet and Sour Chicken and Noodles and sometimes a spring roll. But he’d rarely have it but the occasional time of eating it was definitely something he loved.

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zaraxmalhotra :

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Zara finally signalled at a waitress and gave the woman her order, facing back to Quentin. “Look, I don’t give a single shit what you do and how you do it. You have a huge budget and I just ask you to make the show worthwhile.” As a headmistress, she was always full of tasks, gladly passing out a few of them to her colleagues. “If you want a musical, do a musical.”

As he looked at Zara and nodded, even though it wasn’t in the tone he had wished to get the answer from her, he still got a yes and nodded, “Well I think I will then. I am sure I can get them to work their butts off and do this right.” He stated as he looked at the waiter who was obviously looking at him for not buying anything to eat.  He looked back up at her, “Well what are you doing here Zara, if you don’t mind me asking? Just I don’t usually see you in here.”

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cristophxbellincioni :

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Cris nodded as Quentin laughed, following up with a small head-shake, “I know, it’s hilarious. It wouldn’t be the first time I was called that actually.” The boy had a heart of gold and was always looking after someone, or something. He tended to show more feminine characteristics most of the time, and you do the math. Cristoph had absolutely no problem with this label, not seeing what was so taboo about being compared to a mother.

Quentin squinted for a moment before laughing and nodding, “Wait really people have called you that before? Why?” He asked, it confused him a little but then he wasn’t that educated. He looked at Cris and wondered why he was called mom before.

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mrwarrenturner :

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“No, that sounds totally unappealing. Though I guess it may be some sort of vegan alternative? Put together vegetables in the shape of a cake. But definitely don’t eat both at once,” he shook his head with a look of slight disgust at the idea. “Oh, that’s awesome! Do you teach at a school or have a company or something? What sort of acting do you want to do?” Warren knew next to nothing about the world of media, and was curious to learn more.

“It really does and I really couldn’t even think of eating that, it would be just a big no. Oh I have never thought of that and I don’t think I would ever do that, like cake is meant to be sweet and I don’t see how you could do that.” He laughed and looked at him and nodded, “I teach at the School, it’s alright but not my dream job but it helps I guess. I want to be an actor on film and in films you know.” He stated looking at the guy.

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preitymalhotra :

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“No, there’s no one to help me out,” she sighed dramatically. “My father is too sick to be able to do anything useful and I’m the one left to look after everyone in the house. Everything is so difficult.” Preity quickly shook her head. “No no, I couldn’t ask for you to give me money, your support is more than enough.” The young woman leaned forward, her eyes wide and innocent. “I’m sorry I place all of my problems on you. You’re someone that always listens to me when I need someone to talk to, I appreciate that.” Her hand extended to brush against his, the feeling of sparks beneath her fingers confusing her for a moment.

Quentin looked at her, full of guilt as she continued to talk, he knew there wasn’t much he could do but he wanted to help but also knew it would be hard. He looked at her and smiled softly, “I am glad I can help but just supporting you them.” He sat there looking at her and shook his head, “Oh don’t worry, you can always talk to me if you like.”H e stated taking a sip of his drink before feeling her hand brush his and suddenly looked up a the girl biting her lip a little.

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mrwarrenturner :

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“That’s a good way to tell yourself you’re eating healthfully. Have some cake with a few vegetables on the side,” he joked, fairly certain that wasn’t what the other guy meant, but finding the image amusing, regardless. “Scripts for movies? What do you do for a living?”

“Well you see I believe that, but no I would never mix salad or vegetables with cake, could you imagine the taste?” He laughed a little and nodded, “Well I’m a Drama teacher but also well still training to be an actor of my own.” He nodded, knowing he shouldn’t be living in a fantasy of wanting to be an actor, he also needed to realize that things take time but could still happen so he wasn’t giving up. 

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preitymalhotra :

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Preity could feel her stomach turning inside and she wanted nothing but to walk away right now. But her name was Preity Malhotra and she would have to change her name before she got back at him for what he had done. “There was nothing for us to eat, I have to take leftovers home for the rest of the family,” she sighed dramatically, sinking further into the seat.  “My tips aren’t enough to buy us any decent food either, everything is so difficult.” Looking up at him, she battered her eyelashes as innocently as she could. “You’ll do what’s right, have faith. You always do the right thing.”

Quentin sat there looking through the folder for a moment before looking up at the girl. He felt bad as she was talking, “I’m sorry to hear, is there anyone else who could help you out? Like maybe if you had a better paid job or something that’ll help you guys out?” He asked, he wasn’t sure how he could help, his pay was hardly enough to keep him going, the pay as teacher wasn’t the best. “I mean if you really need it I can lend you a small amount of money but it won’t be the best.”

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maia-lancaster :

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She smiled at his politeness and settled herself further into the seat. “Actors,” Maia scoffed playfully and added an eye roll to go with her act. “Complicated folk you are.” She looked over at him, listening carefully before extending to her hand. “Let me see, maybe I can help you if I actually know what the options are. I have a good sense of judgment. And whatever option you pick will show off everyone’s talents, maybe you’re just overthinking this all which could be making it much more difficult than it has to be.” She was an overthinker and it sometimes created a lot of problems. “Oh hush, you’re a good drama teacher and actor. Don’t doubt yourself.”

Quentin was sitting there trying to understand the plot for this show and looked at her and laughed a little, “Maia, don’t worry about helping me, I doubt I will find anything in here that excites me, I want o do a musical but I doubt Zara would agree to that. But I guess I will find something in here. here’s something about the Musical RENT but not a musical just acting so I guess that’s alright I don’t know though. I just need some more time to think about it.” He stated looking at her and laughed, “Maia, when do I not over think things like this?” He asked before putting a hand through his scruffy hair, “I should really cut my hair. Thinking about it.” He stated out loud and laughed, “Maia, are you sure you’re talking about the right person. I’ve tried going to several auditions never got the chance and as for a teacher I don’t know about that maybe I am but still.”