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Skye Miller || Student @ Liberty High || Barista @ Monet's || Tarot Card Reader || Independent && Selective 13 Reasons why RP || Mun is 18+ || NSFW Permitted. Read Rules before threading with Skye.

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i swear i didn’t forget about you guys. I've been super busy. but i promise things will wind down soon! until then, i’m going on hiatus!

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astronomyb0y:

Mocha, Frappe, Espresso, the words were only just making sense to Clay. He knew at this point that espresso was like the steroids of coffee, and he was appreciative that her recommendations weren’t going to skimp on the caffeine. As nice as the frozen drink sounded with the heat of the weather lately, the idea of a hot chocolate type drink was nostalgic. He set his jaw for a moment, denying his body the reaction it wanted to make: looking over his shoulder at that table in the corner. The…triggers…had been happening less and less as the year progressed, though he still worried they’d never completely cease. Really, he wasn’t sure he wanted them to. He wasn’t sure he ever wanted to forget completely.

“Chocolate and whipped cream? Count me in,” he said after just a few beats, pulling his wallet out of his pocket and drumming it lightly against his other hand as he waited. “Plans for the summer?” he asked after a moment. He had no idea how long he’d be engrossed in his books, immune to the world around him. Nor did he know if he’d get a chance to talk to her before she left work for the evening. He had made it a point to try to talk to her more, rekindle the easy friendship they had when they were younger. A friendship that he had let slip away due to the overwhelming atmosphere at Liberty High. “Please tell me you’re doing something interesting.” Clay needed to hear about some excitement. While he was closest with Tony out of everyone at school, the other male was stuck in town like the others on the tapes. He wanted to hear about something other than the trial and being stuck in the area all summer.

a smile found its way to the corners of her mouth, making her cheeks blushed. the way she watched clay internally fight with himself about everything. what kind of coffee he was going to get that day. battling himself over why he never told hannah he had loved her. so many questions that skye had chosen to ignore for the sake of his mental health. all day long, he had people prodding at him with question after question. skye decided to keep the environment light and not hit any of his nerves. she liked clay. she yearned for the friendship they had once had. unsure of why it had really fallen apart in the first place. just two teenagers who drifted apart. "did you want that drink hot or cold?" she asked as her smirk widened. "and put your wallet up dork. it's on the house." she laughed as she turned to clean out the espresso machine. "i think about driving across the country but, i don't know if i have enough saved up. i just need a break from this town."

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sardcnics:

          “ Thanks…? ”

          Accepting that particular response with eyebrows fully raised, Audrey finally gave way to the AWKWARD tone that seemed to settle over them, letting herself decompress; she leaned forward against the counter, on elbows still bruised after nights of restless, broken sleep and punching half split vinyl with bare hands.

          “ Dare I ask what’s up? I mean, the long day sort of speaks for itself… ”

"just thinking of the million and one places i'd rather be than here." skye glanced at the clock on the wall shaped like a cup of coffee. "only two hours left. maybe because it's monday. customers have been extra snappy today."

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13 Reasons To Love Tony Padilla

1. He’s loyal AF

2.  Tony was born a grandpa and sometimes you need a grandpa to remind you to eat your sandwich

3. Clay can’t take 3 steps in any direction without Tony watching him like a hawk 

4. The higher the hair, the closer to God

5. All Tony has to do is give you this look and it’s a wrap. Strap in because you’re going rock climbing 

6.  He’s like this unhelpful yoda

7.  There is nobody who is as enthusiastic about Clay as Tony is

8.  He’s honestly SO earnest

9.  Tony made sure he was there when Clay heard his own tape

10.  Tony is the kind of guy who will let you blow off steam when you need to

11. He’s a loyal angel from heaven! 

12.  Tony drives a red mustang and wears a leather jacket, what more can you ask for?

13. His style makes him look so damn attractive

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           Audrey leaned forward on elbows still bruised after nights of restless, practically nonexistant sleep and relentless punching with bare hands until she was exhausted enough to not  see BLOOD everywhere she looked. Brows furrowed, quirked underneath the hair that had fallen over her eyes and she straightened. “ So, I guess I’ll take a latte to go. ”

          Words felt clipped, too short; Audrey unclenched her jaw. “ I wasn’t staring on purpose. You just look kind of like someone I used to know. ”

skye turned to make the girl's coffee, ignoring her last comment long enough to think of something to say because she had been rude to the customer for no reason. 

"i wasn't meaning to be rude. long day. it's on the house." she said, as she handed over the latte.

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astronomyb0y:

Depositions and trial preparations were underway. Nothing his mother had done had prepared him for this. The questions, the scrutiny. Clay had thought it was difficult listening to Hannah’s tapes the first time? This was worse. It had been torture, sitting in Tony’s car, realizing the hand he played in everything. It had been embarrassing to have one of his best friends watch his breakdowns, over and over again, as he wished so desperately to go back in time just a few weeks. 

He had jokingly told Hannah at the beginning of the school year that this would be the year he would start slacking off. Little did he know that by the end of the year that would be out of his hands. Papers and projects were due as the end of the year drew near and Clay was feeling overwhelmed. The questions made it hard to focus on schoolwork. The stares and whispers made it mentally exhausting to drag himself anywhere besides home and Liberty. Clay needed summer. He craved the free-time, the fresh air, the sun. Going to stay with his grandparents would be out of the question this year, unable to leave the city. But maybe he’d be able to get Tony to to plan some camping trips or something, anything to keep their minds off the rest before senior year hit and they were all bogged down again.

Hiking his backpack further up his shoulder, Clay made his way into Monet’s, one of the only places he enjoyed being other than Tony’s garage or his own house. “Skye, hey,” he responded, a tired smile quirking his lips. He looked at the menu, still completely confused by most of what was on there despite having a friend that worked there. Coffee was still fairly new to him and a forced habit, not one he completely enjoyed still. “I don’t know,” he muttered. “I have a paper to finish. And all I really want to do is nap. Is there anything I don’t have to dump a load of sugar packets in to make that happen?” he questioned, still not knowing how to doctor the bitter black beverage to his liking.

✞ clay had always had this sort of lost puppy look but, today it was especially noticeable. skye found herself feeling bad for him because he didn't really deserve to be wrapped up in all of this. skye had listened to the tapes. it was a curiosity thing. she wanted to be a part of the conversations. which meant doing her homework on the matter. since the tapes had gone public, a few short seconds of google and she found links to every one of them.

after listening to them all and crying periodically in between because hearing what hannah went through and no one noticed the suffering behind her smile or the tears that she cried from her breathtaking eyes. it made skye feel bad and her heart break for clay -- someone she's always admired. she wiped the counter mindlessly as she waited for his order. trying to seem like she wasn't thinking about any of the mess that surrounded hannah baker. she wanted to ask him if he was okay but, didn't want to sound like a cliche robot. 

"you could get a mocha frappe thing with a shot of espresso. unless you hate cold coffee like me. then you could get a hot mocha thing. it's got chocolate and whipped cream. the espresso though would help wake you up."

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I have two drafts currently. I won't be on much today. It's my day off and I'm going to spend time with my favorite person - my boyfriend. So i'll get to those probably friday night!

drafts;

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starter call [ ✞✞✞✞ ] still accepting!!

&& the tapes had gone public. everyone knew everything now. about a week or two after the tapes had become public knowledge, the town was still in a frenzy. hannah's parents fighting for justice because some idiot teenagers lead her to death. skye avoided all the drama that circulated around it like vultures. junior year was slowly drawing to an end. most kids were excited because that meant doing things like, going to the beach, getting drunk at your uncle's secluded cabin, or spending the summer going on college tours. not skye though. she'd be in the same place she'd always been. making coffee behind a wooden counter. living the life. snapping herself out of her thoughts, was the door bell that chimed every time someone walked in. skye loved that bell. she was able to use her phone while working because she'd never miss a customer with that handy bell. 

she sighed and looked up. clay was the one who walked in. skye had always admired clay. he was a nice person and a good friend. " hey clay. " she smiled as she greeted him. " what can i get for you today? "

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starter call [ ✞✞✞✞ ] still accepting!

&&   skye's general annoyance was sky high today. every customer made her angry for no reason. she was definitely in a mood. ❝  try ordering a drink instead of staring. ❞                                                                                   skye muttered, sounding rude with a capital r.

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i’m thinking about getting rid of this account. no one ever interacts with me and the dash is always dead. i just think maybe it ran its course. if you’d like me to stay and want to interact more, please like this post. 

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semi hiatus starting now and ending friday!

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i've got everyone i owe drafted, i run two other rp blogs. one is an indie blog and one is a group rp account. so please be patient with me okay? i haven't forgotten about you guys! i will do my best to get to my drafts tomorrow, if i feel better had food poisoning and still recovering from that. goodnight guys!

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❝ you want to like do something? talk, rob a bank, kill a man. ❞ skye remarked sarcastically. ❝ or y'know, we could just hang out.  ❞