Wiley Riley

Riley Summers, 22, Secretary at Chicago Police Department. Play nice and maybe we'll have a chat.

[mrjturner-deactivated20160824]

I never thought they were that bad… is that really strange?

[rileyxsummers]

Ah, you must have been the one to kill all the spiders in the house then. I'm not sure why they creep me out... I just can't stand them for some reason.

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

So you can’t pick one?

Fine; I’m a recovering alcoholic, sometimes I have bad days. It’s hardly important. 

[rileyxsummers]

Well I don't know what you like since you refuse to say, and I don't want to pick one of my favorites and have you hate it the entire time. I figure talking is the safer option.

Right. ...I'd say that's pretty important, actually. Considering it involves your well being and all that. ...How long have you been sober?

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

How exactly is that leaving you no choice? Nothing important anyway.

[rileyxsummers]

Since you refuse to pick a movie, and I refuse to sit in silence, we have to have a conversation.

You know what I mean...

[ridleyveronica-blog]

Ridley shrugged off the comment, not wanting to linger on awkward things. Besides, Riley knew fully well how Rid felt about her, and there was no point in answering. Instead, she beckoned the other girl towards her as she opened up to the page again. It was quite dark now and getting darker. Ridley felt a chill shoot up her spine; it was getting cold, too. “You can see it if you want. I’m just getting cold,” she said, shivering as she spoke. “We could always go inside if you want to look.”

[rileyxsummers]

Riley stood and walked over to Ridley, her arms wrapping in around herself as she did. Instead of straining her eyes to look at the sketch in the dark lighting, Riley nodded her head and sighed. "Yeah, inside sounds like a good idea right now." She smiled softly at Ridley, secretly thankful that she hadn't reacted to Riley's stupid statement.

[roman-sico-blog]

[gasps] I repeat. The one that actually matters.

[rileyxsummers]

[gasps mockingly] Well then. If popcorn's being provided, count me in.

[laraholt]

I haven't slept in almost 32 hours.

This game is gonna kill me.

[rileyxsummers]

It's that good, huh?

[ridleyveronica-blog]

If you value your life, you will not touch that.

[ridleyveronica-blog]

[rileyxsummers]

Okay, sorry. [puts the sketchbook down]

No need to get your knickers in a twist, Rid.

[mrjturner-deactivated20160824]

I’ve just had a call from my parents saying they’re going to burn the house down because there was a big spider in there.

[rileyxsummers]

Really? I'd probably do the same thing. Spiders and I don't really get along.

[electrahuxley]

I can’t tell if I really need coffee or I really need sleep.  It’s one or the other.

[rileyxsummers]

I'd usually go for coffee this early, but I guess a nap could work instead?

[luisxmendoza-deactivated2014120]

Sí, sé que me veo horrible. Por favor, no mencionarlo.

[rileyxsummers]

Um...

Okay..?

[roman-sico-blog]

Ice Cream || Riley and Roman

[roman-sico-blog]

Roman hesitated as he heard that Riley had an extra pair of pants that he could wear. He never heard of a girl just having mens pants at her disposal. Either that, or he really didn’t know any women well enough to know if that were true. He adjusted again in his pants, knowing that taking the pants were probably a better idea than not. He nodded slowly, “Yeah. I think that would be wise.” He gave an another smirk, hoping that she could get them before any more of the ice cream started to dry.

He scoffed at her rebuttal, “No I insist. I can’t just hug you like that, especially after a touching moment like that and have to make you pay for another couch.” He gave a small grin, “You can definitely tag along if you want.”

[rileyxsummers]

Leaving the paper towel on the puddle of chocolate mess, Riley stood up and smiled at him. "Alright, be right back." She walked quickly into her room and opened her pajama drawer, pulling out one pair for him and another pair for her. Poking her head outside her room she smirked at him. "Hey, think fast." She tossed the pants in his direction and ducked back inside, changing out of her sticky bottoms as fast as possible.

Riley rolled her eyes at Roman, walking out of her room feeling much less sticky than before. "Hey, the hug was a mutual desire, okay? Seriously. Don't sweat it." Riley crossed her arms and smirked at him, her eyebrow quirking as she did so. "Well I should hope so. I mean, even though the couch isn't all your fault, I'd say a little shopping trip is still in order."

[laraholt]

God I hate late shifts

[laraholt]

You have no idea the strange sort that can wander in at these late hours, a familiar face is always lovely. I know, right? No one believes me at first, and then they try it and they’re amazed.

[rileyxsummers]

Yeah, I can imagine. Especially you working here? I'm sure lots of guys swing by and to get more than a cup of joe. Remind me to trust your taste buds more often... how much do I owe you by the way?

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

  That is… more information then I’m going to remember to be honest. So I’m just going to say it’s completely solid then. Thanks. How? We divorced, then I spent the next few years pissed beyond belief or working, didn’t leave much spare time. To be honest as long as it isn’t a musical or happy-clappy then really just put whatever you want on. 

[rileyxsummers]

Alright then, you leave me no choice. [opens a container of shanghai noodles and loads her plate before turning her body to face him]

What's up?

[laraholt]

God I hate late shifts

[laraholt]

Of course. Ha. I’m not quite sure where you heard that, but they’re a terrible liar. I am glad that you stopped by, however, graveyard shifts are absolute shit.

[rileyxsummers]

Well, I'm glad I could be of assistance then. [takes a sip of the coffee] Wow. That's really good.

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

It was making sure my facts were right. How can… no don’t want to know. That is seriously unhelpful when I have no idea what you have. Plus the last time I watched anything was back when… well I was still married and she normally chose. 

[rileyxsummers]

Well congrats, then? The jug is on the top shelf, and all the other drinks are closer to the bottom. Checking would require me standing and looking inside because the jug is opaque. That a solid answer to your question? [sits down next to him and places the plates down, handing him a water and a pair of chopsticks] I'm calling total bullshit on that. And even if it's not, then today's your lucky day to pick whatever you want. I have dvds and netflix, so it's impossible for me to not have something that'll tickle your fancy.

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

You think I didn’t before? [takes the food and moves over to the coffee table before putting it own] You don’ know? Water’s fine anyway, thanks. 

[rileyxsummers]

Hey, you're the one who's questioning me. The jug is possibly empty or full, but I'm too lazy to check. Alright, two bottles of water coming up. [walks out with plates, chopsticks, and water bottles] Alright, pick a movie, or at least a genre.

[violentdelightstheseviolentends]

Well if you did you wouldn’t have just picked a lock. That is not logic I’ve heard before so I’ll just take your word for it. See you could have just gone with that seeing as I don’t have either. 

[rileyxsummers]

Exactly, now you're getting it. Alright, good. Here just put it on the coffee table, [hands him the Chinese food and walks into the kitchen] Do you want a drink? I have... water, coke, and I think milk, but don't take my word for it.