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freyjalassen:

to keep from giving herself away too quickly, freyja did her best to withhold the urge to smile even wider when she saw the woman take a step back. she always liked to play with her food for a bit before she ate it as too much fear at the wrong moment could spoil the taste. “oh, i’m just fine, but there’s no need for that, i’m in no rush to leave the presence of a beautiful woman,” she spoke and moved a little closer. “but i would love to know what you’d recommend?”

brows lift slowly, eyeing the woman with a tense CAUTION. still trying to pinpoint whether or not to RUN for the hills or list off her favorite in-house concoctions. the rosy hue only flourished by the words that SMOOTHED off of the blonde’s tongue, a papple stemming within her heart. “ well --- i like to mix our FRESHLY squeezed lemonade with some misty. i-if you like a more CITRUS flavor in your beverage. “

#omg no it's totally fine #i welcome this so much #freyjalassen

ofspcdes:

❛ thank you. ❜ joy is an hour-glass, slipping with each second of gaps filled with SILENCE between her words, morose pools of cyan linger somewhere far… but he belongs ( n o w h e r e ) here, ( let her CLOCK keep ticking ! don’t be so selfish… ) to be no more a part of her than a faceless stranger, a corner not to be broached — it’s their STORY now & it’s alright… so long as her smile never wilts, so no long as her heart keeps on BEATING.

placed between DELICATE digits in a tall cool glass of liquid gold ---- yucky liquid gold, and soon it’s placed just before him. features greet him with a smile of WONDERS --- of life genuine compassion delved deep to the cores pique. “ have you had enough time to think over whatcha want, or should i give you a FEW moments more ?? “ there was little to no COGNIZANT memories of the two, but there’s so much ammunition --- so much FEELING that swarmed her stomach alone. it felt like she knew the stranger.

#beers gross #ofspcdes

curiiosidade:

❛ o-oh… if this happened i’d… i don’t even know what i’d do. i know he’s just a cat but i… — w-what really?! thank you but… are you SURE? i don’t wanna cause any trouble… mr.midnight’s a very troublesome cat… always leading people astray… ❜

“ i really wouldn’t mind helping. sometimes i feel like i CONNECT with animals MORE than i do people ---- so if there’s a possibility of an animal being in danger i want to do ANYTHING i can to help out ! where do you remember seeing him last ? do you think he might be in the woods ? “

#curiiosidade

freyjalassen:

it had only been an hour since she had awoken with her usual unignorable hunger and had hoped to keep it at bay with liquor until she found a meal, but it appeared that wasn’t needed thanks to the pretty and delicious smelling brunette now in front of her. “i would absolutely love that,” freyja smiled almost predatorily. “but i’d bet you’d taste so much better.”

the whole of the young woman’s face grew with a rosy hue, slowly placing her arm over her waist. “ ugh ----- thank you. i think ? “ brows narrow slightly, and in instinct she begins to inch backward, trying to create as much space between the two that she possibly could. “ are you okay ? i could get the drink for you. “

#freyjalassen #hi there <3

curiiosidade:

❛ you haven’t seen a big black CAT by any chance have you? …i hope he hasn’t ventured into the woods again… it’s so hard to see anything there & i wouldn’t wanna wake anything up… ❜

“ you’re missing your cat ? i haven’t seen any black cats roaming around, but if you’d like i can help you look for him ? i know how scary it can be to lose an animal, when i was little my sister’s dog ran away. she was devastated. “

#curiiosidade

ofspcdes:

( w o r d s ) slide back into his throat like hair in a drain & anguish coils inside stitched organs; cherished DEVOTION quivers & threads threaten to come loose. beneath the scorching sunlight, he’s the embodiment of vunerability. ❛ that’s a lot of choices… ❜ pondering in SILENCE, he’s somewhat deep in thought, finding contentment in being graced by the light radiating through her smile. ❛ — uh? oh, yes… a watermelon leinenkugel would be wonterful, thank you. ❜

sweet hazel orbs flicker down at the man, lips opening slightly agape as the words fell past his lips, a small feeling jutted in her gut. his voice felt oddly familiar, enticing even. softly bony digits sweep loose coffee hued tresses back behind her ear, bobbing her head in short succession as she vigorously copied down his order. “ one watermelon leinenkugel, perfect ! i’ll be back shortly to get your order. “

#ofspcdes #convo: jack

“ oh sorry about this, but we’re CLOSING down for the evening. rob must have forgotten to lock up. “ brows knit together as shoulders pull close as a timid smile curled upon her warm olive features. “ i would be happy to get you a drink to go, on the house ?? “

#eastend.starter

“ hi there, welcome to pop in ! my name is elora and i’ll taking care of you tonight. could i start you off with one of our delicious on tap beers including blue moon, watermelon leinenkugel, or one of our domestics ? “ a crease forms over her forhead as lips curl themselves in a soft smile. in hand is a small notepad and a pen pressed to the paper, idly awaiting an answer.