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Nikolas: I have a really big urge to suck somebody off
Nikolas: I think it might be the four glasses of wine I had talking
Nikolas: but god I need some holy water or something
Saison: Maybe this is a sign for you to stop drinking so much.
Saison: Alcohol makes the want for other things very bad.
It had been a few months since Rachel had been back in London. And it had still looked the same as it did when she left a year ago. Though the woman was glad that her job was able to get her transferred to a more permanent position, she was worried about how everything was going to go down. Heading out of the coffee shop she frequented, the girl raised her coffee to her lips and closed her eyes as that first sip hit her mouth. “I swear I would be dead if I didn’t have coffee.” She muttered to herself.
Saison chuckled slightly to himself when he heard Rachel's reaction, he was standing in line waiting for his own cup of coffee to get him through the day ahead. "I can fully agree with you on that statement," He said before turning his head over to the woman. "Coffee AND sweets." Saison mentioned before shrugging his shoulders almost in a guilty manner. He had a sweet tooth pretty much always and it never once failed him.
Saison nodded his head at his question knowing he could definitely understand him before he started writing down on the paper again, "Rain soaked through the ceiling and got my new couch messed up so I had to get another new one." He chuckled a bit before shrugging his shoulders. Saison never seemed to have the best of luck but he's always learned to just roll with it.
"Lazy days are always awesome to have, though. But every time I can manage to get out of the house is a good day." Saison rested his feet up against one of the stools as he closed his eyes feeling the heat blazing on his skin.
Saison nodded his head, he understood what the man was going through. Every time his mother came to visit him, it always got hectic and made Saison over-worry or go crazy trying to impress her and let her know that her only son is doing okay for himself. He looked back down at the paper and jotted a few more things down, "I never got the chance to tell you but thanks for helping me move my boxes into my place."
It had been a rough day. Graham was exhausted and out of sorts and his headache made it difficult to read peoples’ lips, even more-so than before. He was sitting with his coffee outside at a little table when he noticed someone coming over. He glanced up and saw their lips moving and quickly said out loud, voice a bit hoarse, “Can’t… read lips well today.” He slid over a notepad with a pen that had a few scribbled phrases on it from a previous conversation. “Sorry.” He mumbled tiredly. “Talk… this way.” He tapped it with a finger.
Saison was walking around town when he noticed the familiar man who had helped him move his stuff in when he first got back to London, he immediately noticed that the man looked exhausted. Saison looked around before sighing and walking over to the man, "Hey, man. You okay?" Saison was caught a bit off guard when he heard the man speak saying that he wasn't able to read lips all that well today and that the two could talk via the notepad that he had settled down on the table. Saison nodded his head a bit before picking the pen up and writing down the words he had just said before sliding the notepad over to Graham.
"I thought I was just going to lay around and sleep all day because of this heat being so bad but being out on the water is a lot more better," Saison said as he took another short sip of his beer and leaning his head back against his seat.
“Goddamn, I’ve never actually been on a boat. Okay, I have once in a lake in a little canoe but not like a speed boat, this is fucking amazing!” She exclaimed excitedly, tipping her chin up as she felt the wind blow through her hair. One of the firefighters she worked with had let her borrow his boat after she won a bet against him and so she’d invited someone to keep her company. She let the boat slow and come to a stop in the river before she turned and rummaged through the cooler for a beer, pulling one out then looking up at her company. “Want one?”
Saison chuckled as he watched the brunette go crazy over the boat, he was sitting towards the back of the boat enjoying the feel of the breeze. It had been a hot day and there was no only way he would like to spend his day than on a boat out in the water. "Sure," He said as he grabbed the beer from Helen before opening it up and taking a slow sip from it as he looked around the scenery some more.
❛ Honestly, is it what you called a joke ? ❜ thick french accent slippered from her tongue, lighting up a cigarette while she heard the stranger talk to her.
"Oh come on, I tell the best jokes." Saison said before shrugging his shoulders at the blondes response. He watched her as she lit up the cigarette before putting it between her teeth. "You just don't have a good sense of humor."
He had hated the state he’d been in for the time being in London. Barely leaving the place he was supposed to call his home from now and avoiding almost every contact with any human being, the truth, the ugly truth, was that being looked upon as an invalid did the worst things to Ainsley. Which was why it had taken him a lot to go down to the river Thames, almost a half an hour walk, limping still. Ainsley had bought a ticket for a boat tour later, being all so much the tourist and civilian they wanted him to be here. While waiting, he now leaned heavily on the rail while looking down into the burbling river as his leg started to give in and he slipped noticeably. “I’m alright, it’s okay.”, he reassured, feeling eyes on him already.
Saison was waiting for the boat tour as well while his eyes scanned around his surroundings and saw Ainsley trying to control his balance before slipping, he immediately became worried and knew that other people were beginning to stare as well. Saison decided to walk over and check on the man for a brief second, "Hey, dude. Everything okay?" He asked even though he already knew the answer. He leaned his arms against the railing keeping his eyes on Ainsley making sure if he was to fall again that Saison would be able to catch him in case the fall would be a more severe one.
PROFILE
Character Name: Saison James Matthews Age: Twenty-Nine Birth Date: March 27th Faceclaim: Theo James Gender/Preferred Pronouns: He/Him Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual Occupation: Stunt Worker Housing Preference: : House Time in London: Most of his life
BIOGRAPHY
Being a dare-devil all of his life, Saison James Matthews was raised by his single mother since the tender age of four. He spent most of his childhood running around his neighborhood jumping over items such as mailboxes, bikes, even cars. Saison loved the thrill of putting everything on the line - even if that meant his own life. He just loved the thrill and insanity of it all. When Saison had turned four, his father had left for a business trip out of town. He remembers his father giving him a kiss on the forehead before getting in his slightly large vehicle and taking off down the road, only to never be seen or heard from again. His mother told him that his father had died in a car crash, been trampled by a tractor-trailer and had passed away on impact. But that wasn’t the truth. His father left town on bad terms with his mother, met a new woman and got married starting a whole new life without even looking back at Saison and his mother for one second. Saison didn’t find out the full truth until he turned eight-teen, he traveled all over England before he found himself at his father’s doorstep. He had been struggling with money and had no other choice but to go and talk to the man who abandoned the two people who were most important to him. Once his father opened the door and realized who the man was in front of him, he threatened to call the police if he didn’t leave his property right then and there. Saison tried to explain why he was there when his father pulled out a gun from behind threatening to shoot his own son in the head, with fear and terror in his eyes Saison quickly ran off fearing that his father would still pull the trigger even after he was leaving. As soon as Saison had gotten out of sight, he broke down in tears. How could his own father stand there and not hear him out? Stand there and point a gun to his head and threaten to kill him? Before that moment, his memories were filled of father-son wrestling matches on the living room floor and being chased around the kitchen until mom told them that supper was ready and to get washed up. Now, all those memories were washed away. Those memories were gone and were now replaced with this one particular bad one. One that left Saison scarred. Saison had moved back and forth from Los Angeles, California to London, England within the past couple of years. His love for being a dare-devil and loving the thrill of insanity had developed into a career as a stunt worker on movie sets. His life had turned upside down and inside out over and over again but after he got this new career and realized that this was what he was made to do, he was happy. He felt like nothing could tear his world down, not even his so-called father. He is spending his life supporting and helping his mother any way he could, making sure that she was living a life that she could remember forever and always.
Saison nodded his head a few times keeping his eyes fixed on the wall, his leg started bouncing up and down uncontrollably as it always did when he was either bored or had nothing to say or do. He was the type of person who couldn't sit still for a long time. His eyes moved from the wall back over to her, he watched as she typed fast on her phone. She must of been sending e-mails or very important texts to some of her clients. She looked so focused and clung to the mobile device that she seemed like she couldn't let it go. Saison had begun to wonder what the woman would do if someone took away all her electronics for the day and made her relax without thinking about an ounce of work, she would probably kill the very person who did it which was why Saison immediately erased that thought from his mind. He most definitely wasn't ready to die yet.
"Okay, okay." Saison said as he raised his arms in defense. He knew he wasn't going to win this somewhat battle with Casey, he crossed his ankle over the other and kept his mouth shut. His eyes wandered around the room before landing back on Casey, Saison didn't want to say anything else knowing that she was going into her court mood. Like she was standing in front of a jury and defending her clients. The last thing he needed was to feel like he was a part of a jury, like he was a nobody who had no opinions to state. He knew that his silence would most likely make Casey either more aggravated or finally calm down, either way he was content currently. Sitting in the comfortable chair paying attention to nothing at all except the wall in front of him.
Saison crossed his arms more over his chest and nodded his head lightly listening to her words, "That's perfectly fine." Saison stated letting the woman know that he agreed with her decision in the slightest but he still had his own opinion on the situation. "I was just giving you my opinion on the matter, I wasn't trying to be your doctor or you boyfriend or your brother. I was just trying to help you out and explain to you my thoughts." His voice was calm, he settled himself down in a soft chair before looking back up at her. "I just don't want you to hurt your mind or body because you are going back into work and immediately doing a ton of stuff when you should be at least taking things day by day with your job." He said as he shrugged his shoulders slightly knowing that Casey was a different worker and wanted to be an example, but he knew that she was heading into this too fast and taking too much situations at a time.
Saison smiled lightly letting Jo know that it was okay with what she said, Saison had come to terms with the situation of his father abandoning him and his mother when he was young. "I had something planned but when I found him and went to approach him, things just got ugly real quick. He didn't even let me get one word out." Saison remembers the day like it was yesterday, the memory is so vivid and so clear but so bad in every sense.
“Ay caramba! Mi cabeza!” Michael whined as he held the back of his head. “Do you mind lowering your voice a little? I’ve got a massive hangover and if you keep talking that loud, I swear to god, I’m gonna vomit all over you..” He warned as he closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths to avoid actually puking. “Fuck, that’s the last time I’m gonna drink that heavily..”
Saison heard Michael and couldn't help but to shake his head, "I told you not to drink too much." He said before he tossed an ice pack over to him to help calm down his headache. "Maybe next time you will listen to me," He said as he raised his eyebrow at the man before sitting down in the chair across from him.
"He's just getting into that wanting to see what everything exactly is kind of stage, I'm pretty sure he didn't even think about it, just went right and just grabbed it," Saison chuckled as he looked down at the brunette. "McDonald's is always the best way to forget about all the butt grabbing for a while."
