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@sadiebooth
casey-oconor:
“That’ll take me some getting used to,” Casey gave her a skeptical look. “Maybe I just think you could use some patience and I’m trying to impart it on you.”
“So you’re saying you want to get used to it?” Sadie replied twisting her words. “Do you want to teach me some other things too?”
alec--gregor:
A subtle smirk popped up at her words. “I might be doing myself a disservice here, but for as beautiful lass as you are, you shouldn’t settle for anything so ordinary as a mum.”
“You can buy me dinner first then,” Sadie replied matching his smirk. “It’s up to you.”
casey-oconor:
“Are you always this judgmental?” Casey asked, starting up the road and toward the restaurant. “Well then why don’t you go ahead and ask me after the pitcher then?”
“Almost always.” She replied as she walked towards the restaurant. “You haven’t realized how impatient I can be but fine I’ll ask after.”
alec--gregor:
“No, I’d never dare to think you’d be so simple.”
“You might be wrong there, flowers mixed with that accent makes me pretty simple.”
casey-oconor:
“Don’t be talking down on Pancho’s! Live a little, be the girl who drinks pitchers from straws anywhere, anytime,” Casey grinned. “We could very well be just going back to our own places.”
“I think the name is doing that all on its own.” Sadie rolled her eyes at her answer. “We could, you’re right the possibility is always there but I mean after a whole pitcher, it might be swayed towards my favor.”
casey-oconor:
“I mean, what’s so wrong about being the only people drinking pitchers from straws? That’s honestly the type of way I’d like to stand out,” Casey half joked with a shrug of her shoulders and a grin. “You can ask me again after the pitcher.”
“At a place called Pancho’s? I don’t know if that’s what I want my calling card to be.” Sadie added with a raise of her brow. “Or I can ask you again now and you could give me a straight answer.”
alec--gregor:
“Think I’d rather just take you home myself.”
“And you think some flowers will do the trick?”
alec--gregor:
“Seems to me you been surrounding yourself with too many boys.”
“Would you call me an uber at the end of the night?”
casey-oconor:
“No, it’s a thing, trust me. Bringing your own straw would be a crazy move, do you have one you prefer? Bring it if you must. Um, whiche– wait a minute,” Casey pointed up and laughed softly. “I see what you did there.”
“I don’t know if I trust you on this, I don’t want to run the risk of looking like the only people with straws and pitchers. My shame level is pretty low already but that just kinda kills the rest of it for me.” Sadie’s smirk perked up. “It’s just a regular question.”
casey-oconor:
“Fine, but we’re getting a pitcher with straws, that’s the only way I do it at there, so you better pull your weight or be prepared to carry my drunk ass home.”
“Are you the only one that drinks it like that there? Do you bring your own straw? Are we gonna go back to my place or yours? I have a lot of questions.”
Text || Sadie + Jarett
Jarret: I'll find a way to soldier on for my employees' sake.
Sadie: That's something else she mentioned, you're always such a giver.
Text || Sadie + Jarett
Jarret: Oh no. What will I do now that my life isn't interesting to you?
Sadie: Probably keel over and wait for death.
parkerstanton:
“What are you saying? You wouldn’t put your money on me in the ring?”
“Not with that on your face.” She replied pointing up at his bruised eye.
colin--cleary:
“We can’t have it all, right? Looks or personality,” Colin shrugged and let a small laugh escape.
“And you definitely didn’t hesitate when you gave up your personality.”
“Would you like one?” He gestured down to the potted mums. “Looks like I over-ordered and it’d kill me to see them wasted.
“And most guys won’t even call an uber at the end of the night and you’re over here handing out flowers.”
casey-oconor:
“It says you’ve never been to Pancho’s, there isn’t a better sangria out there!”
“Take me there then and prove me wrong.”
colin--cleary:
“That’s me; simple, classic, boring,” Colin just smiled, mildly irritated that the girl seemed inclined to insult him, but he showed no signs of it.
Her eyebrow raised at his lack of reaction from her words. “It’s a real shame with that face of yours.”
