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constance hatchaway. claire fraser. jaina solo. jack jack parr. { roleplay }

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*acts up because i really want dick*

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thcdreadless‌:

Carrie: i knew i could smell something

Carrie: i thought maybe you were just drinking too much too often

Connie: look don’t judge me Connie: it was a ROUGH week okay???

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Updated wanted connections (:

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iMessage ⟶ Lil Sis

Connie: so uh. i'm having a cleaning company come clean the apartment

Connie: i may or may not have spilled whiskey on the floor last week

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macdvbh:

“I’m alright, just going grocery shopping. This,” he scratched Rollo’s ear, “Is Rollo. He’s a sweet wee beastie, aye? You’re welcome to come along, if you’d like.I know you like to put off your school work.” he picked. 

“ ugh, you read me like an open book, “ kenna laughed. oddly enough, after the day in the park playing chess, the two had become unlikely friends. the senior bent down and went in petting the good rollo in between the ears. he seemed to enjoy it by the way his tail wagged back and forth. “ oh yes who’s a good little pupper? “ they asked, fully eating up the pet. “ i’ll only go with you if i can spoil this precious little thing,” they added, not glancing up from the dog.

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connie needed a change. her entire past week was actual hell on earth, but she was starting to feel a little better. she decided she’d let the past die - literally and figuratively. her new life - here in port vista - was preferable. she walked down the pier at the beach, letting the ocean air clear her thoughts. she decided to grab some ice cream. it wasn’t often she let herself indulge like that, but decided what could it hurt? she walked up to the small counter on the pier and ordered. walking away with two cones in hand, she made her way up to someone on the pier. “ they were having a 2 for 1 special. want one? “ she asked, handing the vanilla chocolate swirl covered in sprinkles to them.

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fairvercna:

“i do have ears, you know. i would’ve heard you had you spoken,” angela promised. while it was true that she didn’t handle the aggression of other’s very well, she still had a spark to her ; she was no one’s punching bag. she kept her place at the table near the big window towards the front of the cafe and slowly, she crossed her arms over her chest. angela watched connie with raised brows, a look of expectation on her face. she was very clearly awaiting a ‘please’. unlike employees of different businesses, ella didn’t bend on knee for customers who weren’t polite. lucky for her, and for the business, people were usually kind to her, as she was always kind to them. 

connie really didn’t have the time or energy to deal with this situation. in fact, her apparent hangover had already caused her to be running rather late. the blonde was a force to be reckoned with regardless but after a week-long hell of figuring out who she was and coming to terms with her real past? she was on edge, to say the least. manicured fingers met the counter in front of her, a daring look in her eye. “ it’s not my fault you were obviously distracted and not paying attention, “ she started. “ it happens to the best of us. but when your little shop is obviously not very busy, do you really want to turn down any customer? because if that’s the case, then feel free to watch my prada covered ass walk right out this door. “ god her head was pounding. all she wanted was fucking cup of coffee.

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trcclights:

esme woke up that morning with a feeling that she was missing something, and a vague image of a lightbulb shattering. she couldn’t shake the feeling all day, even now as she tried to eat at the café. everytime she thought she remembered, the memory ran away before she could grab it. she had her head in her hands when she lets out a loud groan and quickly puts her hands down. she hits the sugar container with her hand and watched as it tipped over, throwing sugar everywhere, and rolls towards the person sitting next to her. “oh! sorry!”

veronica didn’t want to return to work - not after the week she had. she was angrier than she’d like to admit - after all, in her mind, anger was a dangerous emotion to have. however, she couldn’t let herself dwell on things out of her control. it was a new week, and things were going back to normal in port vista. she had to return to work sometime. perhaps isaia could help with her frustrations or at least share in them. her thoughts were interrupted by a noise beside her, and sugar flying every where. she turned and gave her neighbor a kind smile. “ it’s alright. are you okay? “ she asked, picking up the sugar shaker.

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incorrect port vista quote

connie: i like to “oh man” to express disappointment

connie: because men are in fact disappointing

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incorrect port vista quote

sage: so what did you do when they asked you out on a date?

ariel: i panicked and dabbed.

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diiscotheque:

“you are so right. i’ll take the first shift and carry you on my back, then you take the second one with me on yours. its fool proof,” eliza explained. her words were nothing short of sarcastic, of course - but her tone was nonchalant. groaning, she laid her head on the counter top. god, she really was tired. “team work is the only way to go.” 

kenna nodded at the plan. “ sounds like a plan to me. maybe we can get one of those baby carrier things but y’know. big enough for us, “ they added, sighing softly. when kenna went without caffeine, as such was the case, they tended to get irritable and impatient. “ that way whoever’s on the back can start roasting and grinding the beans, “ they added, sighing softly as every other name but theirs was called.

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macdvbh:

Jamie got up and walked over to the door, turning to make sure Mac wasn’t going to pounce on him from behind. He thought of Ian, and wondered how he was. Still slightly in disbelief, Jamie looked back at Claire as well. Oh how he had missed her. She was here. He smiled. “Are ye alright, lass?” He held out his had for hers as he opened the door.

claire let her hand slide neatly in his. it had been a long time since she had held his hand. she missed the feeling of his warmth against her skin. she looked him over. he was younger than the last time she saw him - then again, so was she. she guessed that he was in his late twenties again as well. it was almost as if whoever responsible for this was giving them a second chance at being young and together again. “ i’m alright, “ she said, smiling up at him. " how are you? “

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fairvercna:

“they weren’t exaggerating,” angela mused to herself, doe eyes glued to the scenery outside of the window to the bakery-café she practically ran on her own. she hummed whilst polished fingertips tapped against the porcelain tea cup she raised to her mouth. yes, everything in port vista looked and felt quite normal—the curse had come back. just as the coven promised. “curious,” the brunette muttered to herself. a pink stamp was left behind on the rim of cup, now back on its mismatched saucer. “‘ave you decided what you’d like to order yet, love ?” angela asked, attention finally moving towards the only other body in the room. “it’s a slow day ; if you fancy nothing nothing from the menu, i can make you anything you like.” 

connie had spent the entirety of her last week cooped up in her apartment doing nothing but drinking and smoking. the glitch in the curse had woken her up permanently, however that didn’t seem to be the case for the rest of the town. everything was back to normal, and she had to return to work. her head was throbbing as she made her way into the nearest cafe for a cup of very strong coffee. it wasn’t busy, which was good for her, but she was annoyed by the employee’s lack of attention. “ about time, “ the blonde muttered crossly. “ i’ll have a triple skinny vanilla soy latte with cinnamon powder. and a croissant, “ she ordered, fishing around the handbag she carried. 

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          i  don’t  want  a  white  horse   and  a   carriage   ——————           i  was  thinking  more   WHITE  PORSCHES   and   CARATS.

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         when  you’ve  got  no  personality ,    replace  it  with  a   ROLEX  !

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macdvbh:

Malcom exited his apartment with Rollo, his German Shepard walking beside him. As he walked he went through a small mental shopping list of the things he needed from the store, milk, bread, chicken for Rollo, steak for me. Then he was pulled from his thoughts. Malcom saw them, Hey, it’s them from the park, the one who i had to teach chess to. He waved to them, “How are you?” (Closed Starter for @seashcres)

kenna was trying to find any excuse to not finish their schoolwork. summer was almost over, and they wanted to make it last as long as possible. school wasn’t exactly where kenna shone - she enjoyed the freedom of summer and the gratification of playing music and making art. they were actually on their way to the store for some supplies - both for school, and not - when they saw someone familiar. “ malcom! “ they called, skipping slightly to catch up. “ i’m just peachy. and you? “ they asked, immediately bending down to inspect his dog. “ and who is this little fella? “