#adriivn

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closed : @adriivn

    ── he was in a good mood, and all he planned on doing was feeding into it. baz didn’t believe much in pushing his luck, it seemed like he had more than enough to go around, could manufacture extra if he so needed--- and didn’t worry about lingering too long outside the bar. his recent opponents gave him glowers as they left which he met with complacent nods, cheerful, reassured under the new bills in his pocket and the slight buzz of one drink too many.

even in his slight fog of adrenaline and overconfidence, adrian was easily recognizable in his approach, all blond and bright in the neon. “out late ?” baz quipped, smiling as he came closer, his attentions turning to his cigarette so as to not burn his fingers while he lit it. “just came for a drink, or is there something going on tonight that i somehow haven’t heard about ?”

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@adriivn!

    he can’t quite pinpoint where he learned it nor can he say if it’s actually effective or not but at some point in his writing career, skylar was told that if you were suffering from writer’s block, a change of scenery was all it would take to get the creativity flowing free of obstruction. he has a collection of little coffee shops and cafes that he frequents, both with and without his gaggle of children depending on his day & bristol’s schedule. today, he’s trying out one that he’s barely gone to at all. he’s alone with a deadline to meet and a started draft of his piece printed out, as though writing it by hand would somehow make it go faster. still, he’s hopeful and so he sets about pinning his long curls up into a tight bun so he can start his work off on the right foot. he’s midway through the delicate process when someone approaches the table where he’s set to camp for the foreseeable future and sky barely bites back a grumble. “ sorry, this seat is... oh. ” pale greens lift from his belongings to properly register the delicately featured employee who had sidled up beside him. “ my bad, ” he finishes lamely with a flustered clearing of his throat. 

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sent to adrilev 🔥.

KIT: can you believe you’re living in the same apartment complex as andro clark kent? KIT: also can you believe i can’t fucking see a damn thing outta these KIT: why do i suffer for the aesthetic?

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adrian !!

♪ FOLLOW! ♫

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       they teach you somewhere along the line of working with customers that the customer is always right:   but sometimes,   that doesn’t feel fair.   like,   when your customer is some dumb KID that you’re pretty sure makes the worst choices  (  something jacob only feels valid in assuming because he was once that kid too,   and he wished someone would have tried to talk some sense into him  ).   he doesn’t flat out refuse to make adrian a drink,   because it’s his job to just roll with it.   but he does spend a moment trying to defer him to a to something a bit lighter.    ❝   i thought you wily gen-z-ers were supposed to be all into self care and shit.   drinking water is valid and lit.   give it a try.   ❞   (   @adriivn   )