Over the last few years Brandon had called Palmview home, there were a few places that had begun to feel more home than the others. The bookstore was simply one of them. It somewhere he could curl up in a corner and be unbothered for a few hours... and if he was lucky, he could even carve out some time to write there. It was his way of justifying the fact that he took home a new book every week -- if he managed to hit his word count for the week, Bran could treat himself to a new book, and in turn add to his never ending TBR. “How about a deal,” he said, turning to the person seated a few feet away from him, a desperate effort to break out of his own shell. “You tell me about the book you’re currently reading and I’ll buy you a coffee.”
who: charlie hughes @anchorsfm
where: near the little library in penny lane
This was a small stack of books compared to what Brandon usually donated to the Little Library. He had a problem and that problem was that he couldn't stop buying books. When he'd first started writing his manuscript, he'd spent hours at the bookstore buying "source material" as he called it, and convincing himself that he couldn't rightfully take up space for hours in the store if he didn't purchase at least one thing, but that had quickly become an unsustainable practice. As a result, he'd moved to working from the library. That way, he could access the books without having to purchase them, but that still left him with more books than he had space for. So, now, each week he'd select a few and surrender them to the little library in hopes that they would find better permanent homes.
It had become such a habit that Brandon hadn't really been paying attention to his surroundings, a fact that would usually not bother him but which he now desperately regretted as he stood face to face with Charlie Hughes. It had been a while since he'd seen the other man. After his injury, Charlie had retired and Bran's attention had remained on his own career; he'd hardly had time to keep up with the life of someone who was barely even an acquaintance. Still, he was a bit surprised to see the other man here. "So," he spoke without preamble, "this is where you've gotten up to."
' joão gilberto, ' aborda sólo con su voz desde uno de los costados de la muchacha que ya se encontraba en la barra. al fondo del bar, un grupo de músicos interpretaban varias canciones. ' amoroso es su álbum más conocido, probablemente el que recibió los mejores elogios de la crítica brasilera. ' toma asiento en el taburete contiguo. ' estaba esperando que tocaran este. es mi favorito. ¿te interesa la bossa nova o el resto de las actividades del crucero ya no logran acaparar tu atención? ' ayer no te vi, quiere agregar, mas supone que queda implícito con su historial. la mayoría de las veces que habían logrado intercambiar palabras había sido precisamente en ese lugar. @ma6e
“No.” He hadn’t mean to sound like he was whining but he couldn’t help it. “It’s not better. And it’s not true at all, I always wanna kiss you but I don’t think you’d want me to so…” Brandon slurred before he knocked back a shot, he didn’t need another one not really but it was better than just staring at Ben. Sober Brandon would have recognized right away that He probably shouldn’t of said that but drunk Brandon was more upset over the lack of kisses.
ben didn’t know what to say or do in the moment. he knew brandon was drunk but he really didn’t know that brandon wanted any of this. ben was a good friend. he always wanted to see him happy and if kissing him to calm him down made brandon feel better, he wasn’t opposed to it. “i think this is a conversation we should be having when we’re not surrounded by all these people and drinking.” how was ben so calm and logical right now? his head shook. he didn’t care about all of that right now. he wanted to kiss brandon all the time as well. especially right now. so he did. he reattached his hands to the other’s face before pressing a hard kiss on the male’s mouth. it wasn’t soft like the time before. it was filled with need and want.
do you hear HALL OF FAME BY THE SCRIPT playing? oh, that must be BRANDON MURRAY breezing by. i don’t know if you recognize them, but they look like JACOB SCIPIO to me. i heard that HE has been in town for TWO YEARS, which is crazy considering they are 33 years old. yeah, they live over on ELECTRIC AVENUE, and i heard that they work as a RETIRED FOOTBALLER/ NOVELIST ( IN TOWN ). i love that they remind me of GRASS STAINS ON THE KNEES OF HIS TROUSERS, PENCILS TUCKED BEHIND HIS EAR, AND AN INSATIABLE SWEET TOOTH, but … ugh, their playlist is so weird. why are FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE and 365 in the queue?
about:
Brandon was born in Georgetown, Guyana, but was two years old when his parents immigrated to London, England.
His childhood was mostly normal. His parents doted on him. As their only child, Brandon was the center of his parents' world.
Growing up in North London, the Arsenal was Brandon's life. He lived and breathed football, coming up in the youth academy. So, when he signed a professional contract at 19, almost no one was surprised. Bran was clinical and creative on the pitch and was well on his way to becoming a legend.
For over a decade, he lived and loved the game, even going so far as to end relationships so that nothing could take his attention away from the game.
At 30, seemingly out of nowhere, he retired. No one's really sure why. One day, he was at the top of his game, the next he was announcing that the current season would be his last.
After retiring, Bran moved to Cider Point, MA. It was strange discovering life outside of football but he was excited for the challenge.
He's currently working on a manuscript in the hopes of becoming a novelist (don't tell anyone but it's a romcom.)
He enjoys collecting and caring for succulents, and volunteers on the weekends at the animal shelter.
Potential Connections:
People who volunteer at the animal shelter
all the romantic things now that he doesn't have his professional career as a footballer to worry about
Someone who is equally as passionate about plants
maybe a bad influence?
someone who flirts with him but bran doesn't realize
