BRADY MARTIN

Brady Martin ♢ 24 ♢ grant gustin fc he/him ♢ tech guru career

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wrcnn:

“Ah.” It’s comes out soft, and Wren pauses, pressing their lips together as they process that little fact offered to them by Brady. It would make sense, his behaviour, if he were emotionally compromised from that encounter. Unfortunately, that sort of thing isn’t exactly in their realm of expertise. They can only try to consider it from a logical, third-party point of view rather than pulling from any sort of personal experience. They’ve never even been romantically involved with anyone before, let alone gone through a break-up and subsequently an awkward coffee…date? Was it a date? They’ll probably need to hear more about it to help.

Wren draws their hands away from the crystals, hazel eyes flickering about as they consider their friend’s proposition. Usually they make the tea. They only entirely trust one other person to do it, and sadly that person is not Brady. Still, they can’t see any harm in letting him lend a hand, so they offer him a small, closed-lipped smile as they get to their feet. They aren’t very tall, their height decidedly not intimidating, and when they turn to peer into the little kitchenette they’ve got near the back of their shop, they only hesitate because they want to make sure he’s on board. “No, no, it’s okay – I like the company. Follow me?” They gesture in the direction they’re going, and then lead the way.

Their voice raises a bit when they next speak, just to verify that it carries. “Do you want to talk about it? The thing with your ex, I mean. I’m not exactly a relationship guru, but I’m a good listener.” The offer is quite genuine, and at this point, it’s probably no secret to him that Wren doesn’t mind being a sounding board for anything and everything anyone needs to say. As a matter of fact, they usually quite enjoy it, especially if they can be helpful. When they make it to their destination, they’re immediately going for the kettle, checking to see that there’s enough water in before turning it on.

Wren’s reaction was one to be expected. Talking about exes was never really comfortable for anyone, even friends. Brady wasn’t completely sure the feeling was mutual, but by now he considered Wren a friend. They spent a fair amount of time together and Brady had come to care about how they were doing and what they were doing. Whether that was brewing herbal teas, crafting, or decorating, Brady’s interest in the activities stemmed from his interest in and friendship with Wren. That was how the two ended up here, Wren attempting to teach him about crystals.

Unfortunately for them, Brady wasn’t quite in the right state of mind to learn much today. Thankfully though, they were one of the most understanding people Brady knew so they didn’t seem to mind him derailing their plans. When Wren stood up Brady was reminded of how small they were, something that was a lot less obvious when they were both tucked away behind a table. When sitting, Wren looked like they were nearly as tall as Brady but as soon as Brady stood to his full height of 6′2 the discrepancy was clear. Wren’s name is quite fitting, Brady thought to himself as he looked down at the smaller sim. Wren certainly was small, soft, and round, just like the bird, and all of those factors resulted in a very cute sim. When invited to follow them, Brady simply nodded then obediently trailed after Wren, thankful that they were making time for him even though he had been so rude earlier.

As they walked, Brady had to decide whether to talk about his situation or to spare Wren and move on to another topic. While Brady knew it would probably be a lot more comfortable to just move on, he also knew Wren was a great listener which was a trait not exactly common in his friend group. “Um, we can? If it doesn’t bother you.” Brady said before finding a quiet spot in the small kitchenette to stand, hopefully out of Wren’s way. “It’s not too dramatic... I just don’t really know what to do.” Brady sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “She wants to be friends and I’m not really sure if that’ll work... or be a good idea.. but I don’t want to upset her by saying no.” After a moment of silence where Brady was deep in thought, his attention snapped back to his friend and the task at hand. Making tea. Stepping forward, Brady put on a small smile. “Okay so... how do I help?” 

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okay I’m alive and actually in the mood to do replies finally. Idk if anyone is around but if you are and you’d like to plot/do a fast thread while I’m around then just IM me! I hope you’re all having a lovely day!

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When Brady decided to work on something he usually did it non stop, working until his needs were all so low it was probably unhealthy. That was what happened last night. Brady made amazing progress on the video game he was developing but ignored his growing hunger and exhaustion. Eventually, around 3 am, Brady ventured out into the world of San Myshuno to find food. A 24 hour breakfast place was still open and he decided to head there. Much to his surprise, Brady would never actually reach the restaurant, instead he got distracted by a strange light during his walk and was whisked away. A few hours later the dazed sim was beamed back onto the street, unsure what had happened. Hands in his pockets, Brady ambled down the streets of the Arts District as he admired the murals and tried to piece together what time it was and what he had done in the last few hours. He knew he had left the house and something about waffles was nagging at him but he just couldn’t recall why. Actually, speaking of waffles, Brady was still starving. It would probably be a good idea to find food before he got too uncomfortable. Unfortunately for Brady he had wandered into a part of the district he wasn’t familiar with. Taking a chance, he tapped on the shoulder of a nearby sim, "Hey, excuse me. What time is it?” Brady asked before glancing over at the rising sun. It definitely wasn't 3 AM anymore. "And uhh, do you know any good breakfast places around here?” He was already being annoying and asking for the time so he might as well ask where to eat too.

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gdiflint:

“I realized that actually and just started telling the plot of the Fresh Prince to see if you’d notice…” Flint replied dryly. “It was a good story but you don’t want to sit through the lead up, you don’t get the climax.“

“Wait... really? I thought I was paying a little more attention than that..... Shit. Sorry.” Brady chuckled a little, not really seeming all that apologetic. He did put his phone down on the table  though and lean in towards Flint curiously. “Okay, so, come on. What happened?” Brady asked with wide eyes... that darted down to his phone as it buzzed again. “I’ll pay attention now, I want to know what happened.”

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jack-wagner:

I’ll just stick to my regular Sweet and Spicy. How’ve you been? I feel like we barely talk outside of work now. It’s hard, isn’t it? But worth it, definitely.

Ah, a Sweet And Spicy man, I see. I’ve been pretty good honestly, nothing to complain about at least. Yeah it’s pretty tough to keep up but I’m doing something I enjoy at least so that makes it worth it. Do you like what you’re working on right now?

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rivermartin:

River glanced up from his phone, standing up all the while when a voice that he’d recognize even in a crowd of a thousand Sims hit his ears, smiling brightly at Brady. “Hey big brother,” he greeted as he accepted the hug, memories flooding his mind all the while. Of childhood games and time spent together as a family, memories that River hoped his own children would have someday. Coming back to the matter at hand, he apologized, “Sorry about being a major flop at staying in touch.”

River’s familiar smile tugged at Brady’s heart immediately. He had missed his brother so much, why did he wait so long to contact him? ‘That was stupid,’ Brady thought before making a promise to himself to talk to River more often. With a huge smile, Brady easily accepted his younger brother’s apology. “It’s alright, I’ve been pretty bad myself.” He adjusted his cap a little then shook his head, “You’d think we’d make time to hang out more now that we’re both in San Myshuno but I guess life’s gotten pretty hectic for the two of us. How’re things with you?”

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“Boo!” Gavin laughed as he jumped out of the box, looking around to see who had found him afterwards, “Thank god, I was beginning to think no one would ever find me, and then I would have sat in there forever for nothing. I probably would have ended up falling asleep or something.” 

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“Holy--!” Brady exclaimed in surprise, jumping back and away from the box as another sim popped out of it with no warning. “What the hell are you trying to do?! Scare me to death?!” He glared at Gavin and shook his head. Brady considered giving the box an angry kick or just walking away but he settled on asking, “...was it worth it?” His expression changed as he relaxed a little then chuckled, “Bet my face was hilarious.” 

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Lately, River felt like he’d been failing in the whole keeping up with family and friends thing. Normally, balancing his work life as well as his personal one was an easy task, but recently, the 19 year old had accidentally become something of a workaholic. Maybe it was his fear that he’d never be able to accomplish his dream of starting a family of his own with someone he truly loved, but now, River was going to remedy that. After sending out a quick text, he took a seat on a bench outside of a coffee shop and waited. @shutupbrady

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Being a workaholic was taxing on your social life. Brady certainly knew that and now River was learning it too. The one upside to both of them working so hard was that neither had too much time to miss the other. Was that even really an upside? Regardless, when Brady did slow down a bit he found himself missing his tight knit little family. He definitely needed to call more and he really had no excuse not to talk to River often now that they lived in the same city again. Thankfully, today River had reached out and they managed to meet up. Brady hid his bedhead under a cap and pulled on clothes he had grabbed off the floor and hoped were clean before heading to the coffee shop. A smile spread across his face once he spotted his younger brother, “River, hey!” Brady called as he walked up then opened his arms for a hug.

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jack-wagner:

“I’m being completely serious, though! This is impossible to solve. Why do people think there’s an actual solution to shit like this? Yeah, you spilled coffee all over your laptop but I’m not a motherfuckin’ wizard, I can only do so much!” He sat back down, and began typing at the computer. “You’re taking the next complaint, bro. You’re supposed to know more than me about any of this shit.”

“Really? You’re not?” Brady said asked sarcastically, only looking up at Jack once he had hit send on the email he had been typing up. “Yeah I know, some sims are clueless about what our actual abilities are. I wish I could fix stuff like that, I’d be swimming in simoleons by now.” Brady smiled over at Jack then nodded, “I’ll get the next one... but you’re the one who’s supposed to be learning so shouldn’t you be taking more complaints than me? It’s good experience.” He tried to convince his coworker that he should be working harder in hopes that it would mean less work for him today. Staying up all night playing video games had sapped all of his energy.

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wrcnn:

“You’re being an asshole.” Wren’s voice sounds quite level, almost apathetic, though certainly not in the passive aggressive way. They point out the behaviours mostly because they know that, generally speaking, Brady tends to respond positively to their criticisms or a helpful word. “Is there something on your mind today? Like, you just haven’t seemed like you’re really here. If you need to talk bout it, I can certainly give it a listen. Maybe make some tea?” The crystals they had been talking about are lain out in from of them, their soft fingertips roaming over one absently. They can explain them to him later on, when he’s more settled. If he gets more settled.

The fact that Wren pointed out was true and frankly Brady appreciated the honesty. Wren was good at catching his faux pas and bringing them to Brady’s attention rather than simply getting upset at his rude behavior. Brady really appreciated their help and honestly had noticed himself getting slightly more positive reactions from socials since becoming friends with Wren. 

“Oh. Right.” Brady said softly, locking his phone then tucking it away in his pocket, deciding to give his full attention to real life for a little while. Wren kindly inquired about where Brady’s thoughts were today, since they clearly weren’t here at the moment. Looking down at the table where his phone had been moments ago, the sim bit his lip and took a few moments to decide how to reply. Finally, Brady looked across the table at Wren and gave them a sad little smile. “Got coffee with my ex this morning. Been trying not to think about it really...” Both of his hands moved to the table top where he tapped his fingertips against the wood, the fidgeting helping him to focus a little before he blurted. “She looked good.” 

With a little sigh Brady’s eyes wandered and then caught on the crystals Wren had been attempting to teach Brady about. Oops. Trying to make up for his earlier rudeness, Brady looked up at Wren again. “Can I help you somehow with that tea? I’d love a cup, I mean, if you have time to hang out more. If you’ve got work to do... I could go. Whatever really.” It was pretty clear that Brady wanted to stay and talk but he was doing his best to try and be considerate of Wren’s time now that he had already wasted some of it. Brady didn’t want to keep Wren from getting work done. He knew how hard his friend worked to keep their store stocked, beautiful, and running smoothly. 

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jack-wagner:

You’re kidding, right? Of course I’ll go, but I’m going to be upset ‘bout it. How do I stand you most of the time? Which drinks are good? Please remind me, about everything. 

Aw come on, we’ll have a good time! And uhhh, depends. I like Dim and Gustys but maybe you should stick to Ridgeports. As for how you stand me... that question certainly is one for the ages. 

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crysxcross:

“Right, so twenty seven it is then,” she smirked. “Oh, I didn’t even ask that one because we all know the answer is me.”

“A conservative estimate, thank you.” Brady said sarcastically before laughing at her next claim. “Really? I’m pretty sure you’re younger than me. Keep dreaming, maybe someday you’ll become my celebrity crush.”

[norafeng]

    Perhaps the effects of the steamy shower she’d taken only a few hours ago had not yet worn off, or the Cupids Juice was seriously getting to her, or even that the tinted pink lights in the club amplified the intensity of both of those combined, but Ellenora found herself feeling frisky, moreso than normal. She sipped her drink, glancing up only briefly to catch the eye of someone looking her way. She became less like a woman and more like a predatory cat on the hunt as she approached them, plopping down right beside them. “Hi there,” She cooed with a seductive smile gracing her plump lips. “You look lonely over here all by yourself.”

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Brady had been starring glumly down at his Dim and Gusty for a good 20 minutes, ignoring his friends chatting around him. Since he hadn’t left the apartment in over a week they had decided he needed some fun in his life. Sadly, this outing was far from the definition of fun for the reserved sim. Brady still associated most popular bars and clubs with memories of time spent with Stella. While he wasn’t paying much attention to his buzzed friends, Brady did notice a slight lull in the noise around him. Looking up, he saw his friends had gotten up to dance and left him alone at their table. Slowly his gaze wandered around the room until it was, unsurprisingly, caught by a beautiful woman. 

The tech guru recognized her right away as Nora, a popular social media star and someone Stella had explicitly warned him to be wary of. While they had bumped into each other and had polite conversations before, Brady had never seen her quite like this. Her confidence alone was breathtaking not to mention her looks. The awkward sim certainly looked like a deer in the headlights when Nora actually got up and headed towards him. Oh god, what had he done now? When she spoke it was all Brady could do not to stare at her ample lips. “I...” After taking a gulp of his drink and glancing over his shoulder at his friends, Brady turned back to Nora. “Yeah, I guess I am... I could use some company.” Offering her his best charming smile, Brady leaned in slightly so he could lower his voice as he asked, “Can I get you a drink, princess?” 

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“Ugh yup that is flat.” Jo spoke mainly to herself as she still swallowing the content. She was still making as face as she smacked her lips and placed it down. “You take what you get right?” She chuckled turning to the person next to her.

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“Yeah, I guess so.” Brady replied quietly once he checked that there was no one else around that this sim could be talking to. “I can spot you for another if that’ll help,” Brady offered a few moments later, more in hopes that a fresh drink would mean the end of their interaction rather than out of kindness. He wasn’t really in the mood for chatting after an awkward encounter a few minutes earlier. Hiding in bed and away from everyone sounded like a way more comfortable course of action than socializing.