#ashcroftstarter.

[finnlxyxclarke]

“would it be such a bad idea if i get another cat?” finn asked with an embarrassed laugh. he’d been contemplating it for awhile but he always found himself going back and forth. there was nothing he loved more than waking up with both his cats in bed, little warm balls of fur purring loudly. “lennon and stevie can get a brother or sister and i’ll get another cat. what could possibly be wrong about that idea? and kittens fit better in hoodie pockets.”

[xreachfortheskylarx]

Stopping at the coffee shop was supposed to be quick, yet she’d been stood in line for fifteen minutes - purely because the person before her, who happened to be the only other customer, was kicking up a fuss because the worker had spelt their name wrong. Hearing the jingle of the bell behind her, she let out a soft sigh. “Just a warning...” She mused not turning around, eyes trained on the scene in front of her. “You might be waiting a few minutes, Jamie over here seems unable to comprehend adding an extra i to the spelling of their name isn’t insulting their honour. Seems about two seconds away from challenging the server to a dual... Or asking for their manager.”  

[ethercals]

she’s in high spirits. her doctor had cleared her for physical activity again, so naturally she had been back in her dance studio at any chance she could get. sometimes tali came to watch or nap, other times she was truly alone. it was those times that she most felt like herself once more, rather than the girl who had gotten knocked up in high school and threw her future away. it all melted away when she put on her point shoes and dances until her feet bled. she’s just spent hours on end in there, dancing away when she finally emerges, bag slung over her shoulder and a wide smile on her face. “i’m telling you, there is no better feeling in the world than getting lost in a routine.”

[antiquxjul]

The morning had been hectic like it is every morning with a big family and Julian’s insistent need to make breakfast every morning. It’s the most important meal of the day and one of his favorite times of the day, second only to the sunrise. But the morning left and Julian had the rest of the day waiting. Far too many emails send, a phone conference, and a load of laundry later, Julian set out to run the rest of the errands he had for the day.

Somewhere along the downtown street now stands Julian clearly in the way of anyone else out and about on the sidewalks. He’s stopped with his eyes squinted at a little post-it note, cursing his tiny writing now that he’s actually out running his errands. With a smooth action, he crumples the note and shoves it into his pocket before readjusting the strap of his bag. “ Forget it, time for some ice cream. ”

[hcmecomingxqueen]

Shopping was not something Eric had ever particularly liked and as time went of he liked it less and less. Especially when the reasoning was something he could already tell was going to be a bad idea. Looking between the two shirts he could only grimace, both were horrible but which one was worse. Looking up he saw someone and decided to hold the two up. “Excuse me, I have a serious question. Which one of these screams I clearly don’t want to be on this blind date and please run away now?”

[roarkexa]

"i'm so nervous," roarke states, seemingly out of the blue, "i have a job interview tomorrow." he's never had a real job before. unless you consider selling lemonade on the side of the street a job. most don’t these days. "i'm not sure about my resume either. um, it's mostly fluffed up with, um, boy scout stuff? and i don't think that knowing how to build a fire or being able to identify dog breeds is going to come in handy with serving food, but maybe they'll take pity on me." god, he hopes so. if he can just get through the interview he thinks he’ll be fine.

[michaelaisms]

After having baked a little too much for Thanksgiving, as was her tradition, she reasoned taking some of the leftovers to a shelter was the best move. It was far better than leaving them in the kitchen until they were no longer edible and had to be thrown in the trash. Deciding to walk to the shelter on the other hand, was a less bright idea considering one of the bags snapped, tossing the Tupperware to the ground. “Dammit.” She muttered, trying in vain to balance the rest of the bags to try and pick them up before giving up, and looking around for anyone familiar. “Sorry, would you mind picking them up?” She asked, using her foot to gesture towards the containers scattered around her. “Gravity apparently hates me today.” 

[emilybisset]

(  ☼  ) b o w l i n g • a l l e y

                There’s the typical clatter of pins smashing against the walls of their cradle as the bowling balls rocket against them. All the shouting mixing together sounded like a horror chorus until the occasional cheer erupted and even those who had no idea what happened felt the overwhelming urge to join in. There were no little kids or obnoxious birthday parties — no, teenagers claimed one side and adults claimed the other with a few families in the middle with their older children. Emily had really come for the fries — the best in town. Plus, her friends had ditched her for a party. “Who knew bowling could be so competitive,” Emily wondered aloud as she took up another fry from her basket. She’d been looking at two guys in particular who were fighting over how to bowl the right way. “It’s really just physics. Not that I’ve ever played before,” she said as she held up the fries. “I come for these.”