#briarresponse

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @waveofstars​​​ x }

If there was a party, Briar would be there. However, she looked forward to using her assets to get free drinks. It wasn’t her being cheap--- she was just broke. Her costumes were never extravagant and whatever she chose usually let her flaunt off everything. Sawyer got her to agree to something else. It was no sexy cop or nurse, instead just an over the top--cat costume. Fluffy ears, painted on whiskers, and a “onesie”.  It was ridiculous. Did she even look like a cat? Briar didn’t think so, but that’s what happened when you agreed to it before seeing it.

Meeting people’s friends or family was never an ideal thing for Briar. Her own family never liked her, so, she knew not many others would enjoy her presence either. Even when she had a phase of dating people, being introduced and hanging out always went awkward. She currently had no job, rarely had a place to stay, and she stole. At this rate, she wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d run into a cop and get arrested. Life just wasn’t kind to her. But, after a bunch of shots and a few sniffs of cocaine, Halloween night started to become more fun. At least it was something to make her boring life a little more exciting. As the man in front of her stood, she took his beer and casually thanked him-- giving a slight smirk. “Thank you.” When he kept on talking, she furrowed her brows for a moment before pointing to herself. “Oh, you’re talking to me? The sexy cat?” She gestured to her incredibly terrible costume. “No, I don’t know who that is, never seen them nor have I ever heard that name before.” Briar teased which was in her nature. “Actually, yeah, yeah, that’s me, The mooching cat that lives with Sawyer. Hi Cohen, I’m Briar.” After a quick swig, she remembered to hold out her hand to shake his. 

Briar never knew that Sawyer had a brother. Briar should’ve met him years ago if he looked like this.... he was handsome. “Wait, wait, wait---- she’s got a brother? That’s news to me. I don’t know why she’s never introduced us, but she should have, Mr. I couldn’t decide on a costume so i’m a  businessman who loves to jog.” The reference of whatever costume he was wearing went right over her head but it did make her laugh. Well, that was the drugs.

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @obscuritex }

“Thanks for the compliment but I’m waiting on someone and if they noticed what you said to me, they’d think your flirting with me-- don’t get me wrong I’m flattered by all means but you do not want to mess with them.” Them? She had been stood up actually, but it was fun making something up for a tease. Briar put on a brief smile across her lips as she looked at the boy. It was cute, she wouldn’t deny that. Leaning against the table, she got comfortable. 

“I’m Briar by the way.”

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @trilliumjones x }

“I guess,” Briar took a moment to respond, running a hand through her messy hazel looking locks. Recently she hadn’t payed back an ex and now she had run away with some of their cash. The rest she'd have to get later, enough to at least pay for a room at the B&B. In general the girl was not exactly one to be reliable. “I mean- I don’t know. It’s complicated.” The girl had looked tired and probably pale, she was hungover too so that was most likely it. Typical.

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @blccdstaiined x }

“Am I allowed to kiss you or are you expecting more?”Briar inquired, a smirk rising across her lips. It was very interesting to meet someone like Camryn, usually limits weren’t a thing but she did want to ask- which was a change. 

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @axelvalero x }

“Don’t be a dick, Axel.” Briar finally spoke, shaking her head before looking back towards their car. It was a big piece of shit and she knew it, but unfortunately neither of them knew how to fix it and they certainly weren’t going to push it. A sigh left her lips. “Fine, fine.” The girl raised her hands and waved them, gesturing towards the car. “Do what you have to.” It wasn’t like she killed the guy in the trunk nor got them stuck here in the first place. Oh well. Briar took his cigarette and flung it at the car. “Give me your lighter, might as well make it bigger, man.” 

She hated hot summer days, especially dressed in track capris, a tank and a hat. Sure, she could’ve burnt the hat too but she didn’t want to look like a homeless person. Her hues took a glance towards the direction they were going and she begun to bite her lip. “How far do you think it is?”

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @ofvainglcrious​ }

Briar pounded on the front door, with alcohol upon her breath. She had made a promise that once she returned her three thousand dollars and a few other things, she wouldn’t have to owe the other anything anymore. Unfortunately that’s just who she was, but there were so many things wrong with her. This time she had just been evicted from her home and the first person she though of was her old ex. Why? Taking a swif of her jack bottle in her hand, she used the other to knock once again, before yelling. It was almost three am, she had a habit of waking up neighbours regardless of what she did.  

“O-Open the fuckin’ door. I got your money, so you'd better let me in.” 

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @dcrty x }

The waitress crossed her arms to her chest, looking down at him with an amused grin. “Hey buddy, reality is- you can fucking complain all you want, but it’s not like it makes a point, nobody really wants to hear it, so I suggest you shut your big mouth. I’m only trying my best, so I’m going to return this, and if I get it wrong one more time, you can sleep with me- deal?” Ha. Like that would happen. Not becase of him of course. Grabbing the tray of food, she opened the burger and took out the pickle, showing him. "Plus I've never heard of a allergic reaction to pickles, so I dare you to eat it by the time I get back." Briar places it in front of him before she leaves.