— HIGH END

     Romeo                         Hayes. ♛ 35 | ex-convict construction worker. and my richard mille cost more than your car

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emsquincy:

Emma just smiled softly and gave a tiny shrug. “I do believe that this town would be a better place if we helped each other out once and awhile.” She sounded like a recording, it was almost like her mother had just reached down her throat and replaced her vocal cords. With that, Emma just squeezed her eyes shut and tilted her head. “That sounded a little too Barney and Friends for my liking, I apologise.” Cracking one eye open, she gazed at Romeo. “I’m simply assuming you were people watching, which is fine. I do that too.”

“Well, you’re not wrong about that at all. The world would be better if we all helped each other out more.” Although it didn’t seem like he was that kind of person, Romeo liked for people to be okay. He didn’t go out of his way to make sure of it, but if he helped in any way, it made him feel good about himself. “Hey, Barney and Friends was the shit, alright? Don’t sleep on Barney,” he joked. “Yeah, I guess you could say I was people watching. More like town watching though. It’s a small town, but I swear I just can’t get used to being back here.” He couldn’t say he missed it that much. New York definitely had more to offer than Elkridge Hollow. Yet here he was.

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leehawes:

Lee chuckled slightly at Romeo’s observation. He wouldn’t bite his head off, per say. But he wasn’t exactly making any friends on that particular day. His head went back to resting on his hand, his book laying completely forgotten in front of him as he tried to will his head into not hurting anymore. But as soon as the coffee was placed in front of him, he perked up. “My many thanks, Wayne of my World.” He took a deep sip of the coffee, sighing gratefully once a couple of gulps were down. 

“No problem. I’ve realized coffee is the way to people’s hearts nowadays.” He hadn’t realized how much people loved coffee now, but it seemed it was a necessity more than a luxury. He couldn’t really blame anyone though. Coffee was amazing. Having spent so much time in New York, he knew the wonders of coffee. And other things that were less than pleasant. He sighed even thinking about it. His addiction was the last thing he liked to think about. “Anyway, Aladdin of my world, were you just planning on suffering today? Or are you down to do something?”

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merrickrush:

Merrick appreciated that there was no longer smoking around her, although she was confused as to the reasoning behind lighting something only to wreck it on a dirty wall. “Oh, I’m sorry! I hope that the day warms up a little so that you don’t have to stay chilly.” She smiled softly, and nuzzled into the dog’s head. “She’s a border collie, and her name is Dragon, and I love her, and I only have about five minutes of warmth from her before she’ll want to get down.” If Dragon got distracted and excited about being pet by new people, then that time would be reduced even further, which was a very real prospect.

“Yeah, I hope so, too. Or else I’ll end up back at home and I really don’t want to go home soon at all.” It wasn’t like he had anything to avoid, but he did feel like his mother had been keeping too much of a close eye on him. He hated feeling like a child again because of his past mistakes. “Well, she’s damn cute. And I’m very curious about how you came up with the name Dragon. Are you an avid Game of Thrones watcher?” That was the only conclusion he could come up with.

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leehawes:

“I don’t feel pretty.” That being said the compliment did perk him up a little. If this guy thought he was pretty when he looked like this, a normal day would probably blow his mind. That mere thought amused Lee and he ran his fingers through his hair. “Well, if you’re offering and I don’t have to do anything in return, I’m all for it. The idea of getting up is both disgusting and unneeded right now so you’ve been hired.”

“Aww, well, you’re still pretty to me.” Romeo looked on as the guy ran his hands through his hair. He couldn’t exactly help focusing on it. That was a nice head of hair. On a nice looking person. “I guess you don’t have to do anything in return, but I might change my mind.” He got up from the table, digging through his pockets for money. “Remind me not to ever anger you when you’re hungover again though. I was sure you’d bite my head off,” he said before he headed in the direction of the counter so that he could actually buy the coffee.

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madmaximus:

“Well, the correct term is ‘versatile’ but I was just trying think up a meaningful metaphor and it… clearly was the complete opposite of meaningful,” he sighed as he stood behind the counter to ring him up for the doll.  “Is it awkward? I find this conversation to be pretty interesting actually.” He looked at him for a moment and studied him. “You don’t have to tell me but may I make an education guess?” He paused, giving him another look. “You have the masculine features to be perceived as a top, but that’s based solely on stereotypes that masculine individuals only top and feminine individuals only bottom. I think you actually fall under the versatile category. However, I do believe you top more often than you bottom but you are open to bottoming depending on how comfortable you are with the person you’re with. And that’s the end of my guess.”

“I mean, it was awkward for a bit, but I think we picked it back up somewhere in there so...progress?” Maybe it would only be awkward if Romeo himself made it more awkward. He tended to do that very often. His social skills were absolutely horrible now. “...I guess you can make an educated guess, yeah. I don’t think I can—” He was cut off by the guy already explaining what he thought. Meanwhile, Romeo went to grab the blow up doll and held its head in his hands as he listened. “To be honest, that was an interesting guess and pretty nail on the head.” Prison had left a sour taste in his mouth for bottoming so he was not about to do that again for a long time.

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merrickrush:

While Merrick was not great on the common sense front, someone offering and retracting help to get into her car did make her pause. Also the prospect of someone wearing a hoodie with absolutely nothing underneath. What was the point, then? “Oh,uhm… Are you cold too?” Merrick leaned down, scooped up her dog (this was not a small animal), and held the fluffy animal against her front. There, that should do it until her arms got too tired. “A chat sounds good, thank you! How’s your day? What’s good?”

He finished lighting the cigarette in his hand, but then thought better of it. Maybe he should’ve asked if she was okay with it first. Romeo was very aware of some people not liking the smell so he immediately stubbed it out on the wall behind him. “Yeah, I’m pretty cold, but I kinda left my house in a hurry and didn’t think about what I was wearing before I did.” He moved to put the cigarette in his hand back in the pack as he looked down at the dog she was now holding. “Eh, it could be better. I kinda want to leave town and go somewhere tropical. Or maybe hiking.” He liked having an adventure and he felt like he hadn’t had one in a long time. To be honest, he was surprised that he hadn’t just up and left town yet to go anywhere. “Nice dog. What breed are they?”

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leehawes:

Lee just narrowed his eyes at Romeo, his head was still throbbing and all he wanted was a coffee, a doughnut and a massive nap. It didn’t matter how pretty this guy’s face was, you didn’t mess with Lee when he was cranky. He was even mad at the sun due to the fact that the sun apparently thought it was a good idea to be up. “If you’re going to be amused, I’m going to retract myself from the conversation because I’m about to flip you a universal sign language gesture that will probably have you gasping in offense.”

Romeo probably should’ve stopped laughing. He really should’ve, but it was hard to do just that. He did put his hand on his mouth so he didn’t upset Lee any further by letting him see any hint of a smile on his face. “Oh, come on, you’re too pretty to be this cranky.” He dropped his hands down and leaned forward slightly. “Do you need me to go buy you a coffee? I only do that for the people I’m liking. Just so you know. I’d take advantage of it.”

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madmaximus:

It wasn’t every day where when it was between him and another attractive person, Max wasn’t the one rambling and embarrassing himself. It was quite amusing, actually. And quite honestly it made the man look more attractive in his eyes. “Your taste in anti-hero comic characters saved you, don’t worry. I will, however, take the fifty bucks.” He headed inside and kept speaking. “I admit that I don’t have much experience in BDSM. If I had to pick a superhero that defined my sexual experience, I would probably say…. Shazam. Sometimes I’m a Billy Batson – that’s synonymous with ‘bottom’ – and other times I’m Shazam. That’s synonymous with… top… obviously.” He narrowed his eyes. “Maybe that’s not a good comparison, Billy Batson’s a preteen….”

“Right. Fifty bucks. I think I have that on me right now.” His mother wasn’t exactly jumping at the concept of giving him money. He had to basically make his own and use his own so using fifty to buy a sex doll was the last thing he thought he’d be spending it on. “Did you just...Not only did you compare yourself to Billy Batson and Shazam, but you said you were a bottom and a top all in one go.” Romeo truly didn’t know what to say to that. He had thought he was completely awkward from the beginning of the conversation, but it seemed he wasn’t the only one. Then again, should he have been surprised? The guy had been trying to sell a damn Deadpool blow-up sex doll. It was hilarious and awkward at the same time. “Right. Well, I think we’ve both said a lot about ourselves. You’re a bottom and a top and I might sort of be into BDSM so...we’ve sufficiently made this awkward. I won’t even say if I’m a top or a bottom now.”

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emsquincy:

“Christ.” Emma murmured to herself, staring at her phone. That many missed calls from her mother was never a good sign, it was normally followed with a lecture. She knew that she hadn’t been home often but there was a decent reason for that which couldn’t be ignored. She didn’t want to. She hadn’t gone to the party at The Wild Side, it was too risky, too many people that could report back to her mother. At least that was a positive, it wouldn’t be about that. However, when she noticed a person looking at her, Emma turned on the megawatt smile. “Good afternoon, can I help you?”

Considering how much he tended to mind his own business when it came to literally anything anyone else was doing, he had took it upon himself to just take a walk around town. He had to get to know the place again and he still found himself not knowing some parts of it still. Everything felt the same, but then it also didn’t feel that way to him. It was odd really. Nevertheless, his eyes gravitated towards someone who was just staring at their phone. Romeo hadn’t even realized how long he had been staring at her until she acknowledged his presence. “Uh, no? Are you supposed to be helping me? Is that what happens in the streets of Elkridge Hollow now?” He was pretty much joking. “Sorry it looked like I was staring at you. I promise I don’t do that often. Or at all really.”

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merrickrush:

Merrick scratched at her neck sheepishly while her dog nosed around at the ground. “Hi! I know this is kind of a big ask, but do you have a jacket or something that I can borrow?” She glanced down at what she was wearing (not enough for the weather, which was fine if she was moving), and decided that for once she had some regrets. “We went for a run, but I seem to have locked my keys in my car, and, well, the locksmith is going to be a little while.” It was either she ask for help breaking into the vehicle, or try to stay warm. She worried that if she went inside, then she would miss the smith coming by or something equally disastrous. “It’s okay if not, though. We can just chat if you’ve got the time?”

Romeo had been trying to light a cigarette when he noticed a smaller woman come up to him. He looked down at what she was wearing when she asked for a jacket only to look back up when she started speaking again. “Well, I could try to help you into your car if you want. Unfortunately, I didn’t wear anything but this one hoodie. And I’m not gonna lie, I do not have anything on underneath it so, unless you wanna see my body right now, I think it’s better if I try and help you actually get into your car.” He pushed up off of the wall he was leaned against. “Unless you don’t want me to do that. Then chatting is probably better.”

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leehawes:

“I’m not hungover, you’re hungover.” Lee’s soft nature changed when he was sick. He knew that people expected a certain aura from him but the party had completely taken it out of him. Pair that with the monster headache that was rising at every second, Lee just put his sunglasses back on and held his frown. “I’m hoping you’re about to ask me a simple question because I can’t say that I’ll give you an intelligent answer.”

Romeo couldn’t help but laugh at the scene happening before him. He recognized the guy from the library and from the party. The guy was already wearing sunglasses which meant he was deadly serious about the hangover. “Oh man, Aladdin, you look like you’ve been through the ringer.” He almost wished he actually had that much fun at the party. The only entertaining thing he had done was dancing to Backstreet Boys with a member of law enforcement. “Uh, I can think of a simple question if that’s what you want, but I’m not so sure I wanna put you through that.”

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madmaximus:

“People of Elkridge Hollow,” Max began, standing outside his shop speaking out to anyone who would listen. “I come to you not as a man just trying to make end’s meet. No, I come to you all as a friend. A friend who knows exactly what you need in your life. That missing piece of the puzzle you’ve been searching for your whole life, the piece you need to achieve that lifetime of happiness others could only dream of having, of tasting at least once in their life. Is it money? No. Is it an expensive sports car? No. Is it finally paying off your student loans and having good credit? Also no. But what I have for sale today is the answer to all your prayers! The answer to life itself!”

He reached behind his door and pulled out a Deadpool blow-up doll. “True love. With the man of your dreams. A man who would love you just for you. A man who would never leave you. A man who would be with you through the good times and the bad times. For just fifty bucks, you could have your happily ever after right here, right now. Do I have any takers?! This is a once in a life time opportunity!”

“Personally, I’m more of a fan of The Punisher. I think that sounds like I’m into BDSM, but...Actually, I’m not going to say I’m not into it, but...Not that I’m saying I actively do it or anything...But I wouldn’t mind doing it...If I knew the person.” Romeo, shut up. That was all that ran through his mind. Sometimes, he was good at the talking thing. Then there were other times where he sounded like he was a prepubescent teenager talking to his crush for the first time. It was like being back out in society was just hurting his entire game. Like right now. What if he had been interested? He would’ve ruined it right there. He was mentally slapping himself about this now.”You know, I’ll just buy it at this point. I’ve already ruined the whole vibe of this conversation and I feel like I owe you now.”

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detectivegallegos:

Natalia slapped the guy’s arm, eyes widening. “Don’t joke about that! Karma is a real thing and I’m trying to have a taste of each snack on this table, I won’t be able to do it if somebody dies.”, she shook her head, realizing how she hadn’t even brought her gun. It was in her car but not on her and that made the thought even more unsettling. “I can’t believe they’re playing Everybody by Backstreet, it’s like they heard what you said.”, she laughed, bumping her shoulder into his while reaching for another chip. “Am I original? Yeaaaah.”, she sang along. 

He hadn’t expected her to slap his arm, but he simply laughed and took a sip of his beer. “You can try your best until the party goes south. I have faith you’ll be able to get through the snacks on this table by the time anything happens. Maybe it’ll just be like a lights out kinda thing. We’ve got a lot of flickering lights everywhere here.” Maybe the night would actually go well. Romeo sure was hoping that it did. “Nah, I think they just knew it was gonna get me out my seat and onto the dance floor.” He got up from his seat and took another chip before looking back at her. “Come on, we gotta dance to this one. I promise the snacks will be here when you get back.”

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detectivegallegos:

Natalia filled her mouth with chips, chewing fast and nodding at his words, one hand in front of her lips. “No, it’s a great idea, you thought ahead.”, she said, after swallowing the food. “Something I should do since my job is literally to be a detective, though I’m off duty tonight, or so I hope.”, she scratched her arm, praying that the electricity didn’t act up tonight or nobody disappeared. 

“I sure did. There’s only so many Romeo and Juliet jokes I can handle throughout my life. I couldn’t even escape it tonight, it seems.” She had already brought it up so it was still day—who knew what day it was of the jokes. He couldn’t go a day without them. The boys at his job never missed the opportunity to mention it at every opportunity. “Hopefully you get to stay off duty. This is Elkridge Hollow though. Wouldn’t be a party if someone didn’t die at the end of it.”

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detectivegallegos:

“You are right but I can be careful.”, she looked around for some napkins and found them on the other edge of the table. She had to almost plank over the table to get them but she succeeded. “Here.”, she tucked a napkin into her top so it was protecting a tiny bit of it then reached for the chips bowl, offering him some. “No, I totally get it. You’d get the ‘oh Romeo dressed up as Romeo’ joke the entire night and that wouldn’t be fun. Maybe fun the first two seconds but then you’d wanna punch somebody.”, she nodded while chewing. 

“Alright, if you say so.” He wasn’t expecting her to lean so far across the table so he leaned back so she could reach whatever she was trying to get. Which just so happened to be napkins. “Uh...thanks.” He grabbed a chip and dipped it into the salsa before popping it into his mouth. Romeo was almost positive that the little napkin that she had put on her chest was not going to help at all. After all, she had a lot of chest to cover. “Exactly. I’ve gotten way too many Romeo and Juliet jokes in my life for me to go through it for an entire night. I’d rather Wayne’s World references.”

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lucasofcontrol:

“No! For the last time, sir–I will not be performing the peanut butter jelly time dance or whatever you’re talking about. Now please, move along.” He shooed the man away, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck… Which just so happened to be covered by a banana suit. 

Suddenly he was regretting this outfit choice.

Romeo was pretty disappointed at seeing a banana just walking around. When he saw who it was, however, he was even more disappointed. “Hold on, hold on. You mean to tell me you dressed up as a fucking banana when you actually could’ve been the Garth to my Wayne? I know you didn’t know who they were, but fuck, man. I feel betrayed and we don’t even know each other.”

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detectivegallegos:

“Without the salsa?!”, her eyes widened, looking up at him. She recognized the guy, Romeo Hayes, or something along those lines. The super tall guy, not that that was a hard thing to be next to Natalia. “Please, don’t offend me. I love salsa.”, she pressed her lips together. “If you do it, I’ll do it, it’s a party after all, isn’t it?”, she paused before checking his costume. “I can’t believe you missed the opportunity to dress up as Romeo.”

“Hey, it was just a suggestion,” he stated with his hands lifted up in surrender. Normally, he wouldn’t be talking to a cop at all, but he wasn’t exactly a criminal anymore. Well, technically he was, but he wasn’t doing anything illegal anymore. “I mean, I’m better off eating the chips with salsa than you are. My clothes aren’t white.” He looked down at his outfit again. “Well, I didn’t wanna be obvious, ya know? Plus I love Wayne’s World.”