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ROWAN EUGENIA FINLEY; I'm a twenty-seven year old stereotypical lady your parents warned you never to get involved with, but I still think I'm a pretty decent time. Take me to your favorite spots in the city and then if we feel it, take me to bed for a pretty penny.

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tobias-wolf:

Unlike many residents in the neighborhood, Tobias was still roaming around outside in the darkness of San Francisco. The sun had gone down hours ago and most sane persons in the city, this part of the city, were inside and probably sleeping. But, Tobias found himself walking through the streets with a cup of coffee in his hand and trying to stay awake. Tobias didn’t have a night time job that required him to stay awake all night.

What he had was occasional insomnia that would affect him on random days, or every other day. On this night, he wasn’t being affected, but he was avoiding sleep due to vivid dreams he had the night before. Not wanting to have any repeats, Tobias decided to keep himself awake for as long as he could. He stopped at the park because he assumed the view from the bench would be a perfect place to see the sun rise over the city; watching the sun rise was something that Tobias really loved to do.

Tobias knew it was late and didn’t think anyone would still be out. When he heard footsteps near him, Tobias froze and goosebumps spread across his skin. Tobias hoped it wasn’t someone who’d hurt, if it was anyone at all.

“Who’s there?” He asked while staying still and not daring to move; kind of hoping he wouldn’t be seen by anyone who was near.

Rowan jumped back slightly at his reaction, taken aback, “It’s just me - Rowan, hi,” she said tentatively, “You know you can always catch me out - you know, walk of shame and whatnot.” The truth was, it wasn’t truly a walk of shame when she had a wad of cash in her pocket to show for the evening, but she wasn’t about to advertise that. 

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rockyfoxx:

“Honestly, I don’t have time for you or your antics so either pay up or get the fuck out.”

“Woah, not a customer, dude - I’m just trying to meet up with someone. Doing my job, same as you.” 

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missyxvi:

     – “Hey,”

Vi knelt down beside her friend, concern and worry shining in her gaze. They were upset, that much she could tell, but why, she didn’t know. At the moment, she supposed it didn’t matter; she needed to be there for them. A hand reached out, gently placing it atop their own. 

   – “You know I love you, right?”

“Loving me is a little silly,” Rowan said, looking back at Vi with sad eyes, her mascara having run down her cheeks at this point. “But I won’t fault you for it, because I love you, too,” she said, accepting her hand and squeezing it. 

“I tried to call my sister for her birthday and she...kinda blew me off. It’s stupid to be this upset, I mean, I’m not exactly the family inspiration - dropping out of school, getting guys to buy me things by batting my eyelashes at them, the whole deal -- but I’m her sister.” 

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tessablake:

“Why did I say yes to this?” Tessa groaned “I’m never doing another sweet sixteen in my life” She was completely wiped, physically and mentally “Honestly, I’ve met demanding people but never anyone as demanding, bratty and spoilt as she was” She sighed “I swear if she finds one more thing to complain about she’ll be planning her own party” She looked up and smiled “sorry for the rant, i’m a little stressed.I just need everything to be perfect”

“Hey, no, it’s cool,” Rowan assured her with a nod. “I’ve definitely done worse things for money -- so I’m not judgin’ or anything. You want a drink?”

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hal-pendragon:

Hal stumbled out of the house, shaking dust from his freshly pressed suit. He frowned back at the blue structure, watching dust billow out of the windows. Sophie was cleaning again. Worse - spring cleaning. Dust was everywhere, and even if it was his day off, she had eventually chased him out with her broom telling him to go and do something useful for a change. Hal fixed his suit on his shoulders and set off with a huff. He stopped next when someone called to him, flashing a beguiling smile. “Sorry, I don’t give autographs anymore.”

Rowan pulled a headphone from her ear and narrowed her eyes, “Huh?” She said, confusion playing on her face. “I’m sorry -- did you just presume that I wanted your autograph? I’m...just walking by your house. I’m meeting someone. I don’t know who you are.”

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killianfitz:

‘Are you done being an asshole?’ he heard his assistant of ten years, query in a bored tone into the phone.  He had been sort of shittier than usual, on a rampage through the office, even taking it out on her, someone who he not only saw as an employee, but after all this time, considered a friend. The interns and newer employees, he knew by her calling him, she had taken care of, told them the boss was just having a bad day, but she had not yet forgiven him. He sighed as he waited in line to get coffee, his first cup of the day, he was running late and hadn’t had any yet, that and a shitty client had fucked over his mood earlier. “I’m about to drink the blood of some virgins, so, yeah. Shall I bring you a cup as a bid for forgiveness?” he chuckled into the phone.  “Or will I need to buy you a set of pearls for pissing you off, dear?” he asked in a sickeningly sweet tone, laced with sarcasm.  Once the call was dropped, and his phone back in his pocket, he groaned slightly at the never ending line.  “I wonder who I have to blow around here to get my triple non fat latte”  came the mumble under his breath. 

Rowan looked up from her phone at the man fuming in front of her, “What does triple non-fat even mean, really, doesn’t anyone just drink coffee anymore?” She smirked and went back to her phone, “No, I don’t work here - just waiting for a...friend.”

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