#brooke convo

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @stayliquid

Brooke could feel his eyes on her, she doubted that sixth sense about where he was and when he was looking at her would ever go away. Though why he was looking at her was what she couldn't figure out, and she hadn't turned her head to meet his gaze yet. They were at the same house party, which had become only slightly less awkward since they'd agreed to try giving friendship a go. They still didn't really know how to act around each other, and there was still some tension, but she at least knew she was doing her best, though she couldn't say the same for the male. She was dancing with someone, so why could she feel Matt's eyes boring into her. She closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against the other man, trying to force herself to focus on him and not the thoughts of her ex and the increasing urge she had to turn around and confront him.

[oldestwounds]

Her brother Brock continued to ask her why she kept getting back with Lincoln and she never really had a proper answer. As she sat in the passenger seat of Brett's car...his name was Brett right? She runs a hand through her long blonde hair, too deep in her thoughts to even feel his large hand on her bare thigh resting just under her skirt. Lincoln had come back far later than he promised after his shoot and she had that familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach that was only confirmed the second he walked into the apartment as she'd already jumped up to meet him, her dark eyes taking in the little hickeys that were taking form on his neck. Hurt panged her heart, he didn't even care enough about her to tell the other girl not to mark him, and no embarrassment on his beautiful fucking face. God she hated him. They'd exchanged harsh words per usual and Brooke marched back to their room, changing into what she knew was one of his favorite outfits. Tight short black skirt, red top that only left the best to the imagination. It wasn't for him past the few seconds he'd seen it on her as she pushed past him to leave, encouraging him not to wait up.

That's where this walking jock Chett came in. Wait, was that the right name? She honestly wasn't sure. She'd started flirting with him to serve a purpose, not because she was actually interested, and he'd served that purpose; fresh hickeys forming on the inside of her toned thighs. Good, now he can see that when he tries his makeup bullshit. She thought to herself. A part of her felt bad and she wondered briefly if he ever felt bad cheating on her. On his best day he could be so good to her, anyone who didn't know them wouldn't believe the things he'd say to her behind closed doors, or how often he made her cry.

She didn't know how many times Rhett had said her name but that hard squeeze of her thigh pulled her from her thoughts and she whipped her head around to stare at him, attempting to keep the annoyance from her face. He'd squeezed her kind of hard. Probably didn't even realize how huge his hands were. "What?" She asked, raising her brows. "Uh, we're here, at your place.." Turning back to look out the window she saw he he was right, they were pulled up in front of her building and she looked back at him again with a small smile. "Right. Thanks for the ride." She made a move to leave quickly, shutting the door on him just about to ask something of her. Probably her number in order to try and see her again. But she already had a boy that occupied her attention, and as her heels clicked on the wood of the entryway she couldn't help but hope that he had waited up and that he was in there seething. At least if he was angry it meant a part of him cared. At least that’s what she'd convinced herself. @mentct​

[ruinedsoulsrp]

starter for @overnightheartbeats featuring Brooke and James

Brooke couldn't hide the annoyance on her features when he finished speaking and in her tone when she responded. "I'm sorry, you're seriously canceling our vacation and taking a business trip with your dad on our two year anniversary?" The fact that they'd been together that long was pretty much a miracle in itself. Half the time it felt like they were just putting up with each other, but she did love him, and she was pretty sure he loved her; neither of them was just the best at showing that. Unless they were in the bedroom, physicality - easy, communication on the other hand, not so much. "You're joking, right?"

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @renegadetulisrp

Brooke knew it was probably a shitty thing to do considering she and Levi had, as usual, unspokenly, come to this party together. But she'd been browsing his Instagram prior to meeting him here, which admittedly was probably a stupid move on her part, but still. When she'd seen that picture of him and some French model all cozied up, it'd boiled her blood. Not that she'd ever properly address why that was. No, instead, it was much easier to get to the party, not let him know she'd arrived, and find some other guy to occupy her time.

Which is exactly what she'd done. Three drinks in and it wasn't like the current brunette she was talking to was particularly interesting, but he was hot, and a distraction, and that's all she really needed at the moment. In the morning he'd be just another poor idiot she left in her wake. Her mind kept drifting to Levi, she hadn't seen him, and she couldn't help but wonder if he'd even shown up, and if so, why he hadn't looked for her. But thinking on that too long was just dangerous, and she refused to dull the drunk she was nursing, so it was far easier to just take this idiot to bed, already.

Brooke was putting on her usual moves, her hand resting on his shoulder, as her trademark smirk curled over her features, big brown eyes looking up at him through long painted lashes. "Well, I'm sure there's plenty of empty bedrooms in this place." she quipped suggestively.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

For @writermuses continued from here for tracking purposes.

The dog was huge, like could have easily toppled Brooke over huge, so the fact that he'd stopped and hadn't barreled her over was certainly appreciated and she happily rewarded him with pets. A small chuckle left the blonde at his words and she shook her head slightly. She couldn't recall the last time someone had called her that and her brows rose for a moment, but she was distracted by listening to his explanation, and by his handsome face. "That's okay." she offered, a small chuckle leaving her as the large puppy rolled over against her for her to pet his belly and despite the other's look she obliged. She'd always loved dogs though she'd never been able to own one herself. Another light laugh left her as she patted Ice's belly before moving to stand. "Well, thankfully he seemed to spare me the tongue treatment,," she said, just as the dog stood and moved to lick at her hand, eliciting another laugh from her. "Spoke too soon." she pulled her hand away only to pet at the dog's head before holding her hand out. "I'm Brooke, by the way, y'know, instead of Goldie." she teased, mentioning the moniker he'd dawned on her moments ago.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

starter for @ssvperboy ft brooke and hoodie

It’s not that Brooke hadn’t seen fights break out at parties before, hell, half the time her brother was the cause of them, but she hadn’t expected this one. Then again, maybe she should have considering how good her best friend was at getting trashed and subsequently out of control. Sure, she loved to get drunk herself, but this wasn't her typical idea of fun like it seemed like it had become Hoodie's.

“Hey, stop!” she called out, taking a step back as the two tussled and almost knocked into her petite frame. “Hoodie!” She yelled, reaching her hand out to grasp at his arm. "Seriously!? Come on!" she pulled with all of her strength just as he was able to get one more punch to knock the other guy (who had introduced himself to her only moments ago as Sampson before trying to put his hands all over her ass) onto his ass.

"Happy now?" she asked sarcastically, turning him around and pushing him toward the kitchen and away from the crowd that had gathered to check on Sam. "You know I can take care of myself, right?" she fumed, reaching for a shot and downing it quickly.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @heroexxs featuring Brooke and Damian based on this

"Oh my god, you're so dumb." the blonde teased with an easy smirk resting on her lips. Damian was her best friend, it was easy to joke around with him, and even easier to give him shit, especially when it came to their sex lives. There was always this underlying joke that maybe they'd hook up, but Brooke always shot it down joking he wouldn't be able to get her off anyway. "So you called her the wrong name and she still let you finish?" she clarified with another laugh as she took a sip of her beer. "Well, that's definitely a win you have over me, I've never called someone the wrong name." she teased with another laugh. "If I can't remember their name 'babe' works just as well."

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starter for @emotionlcss featuring Brooke and Miles

Brooke didn't really do relationships, so the fact that she and Miles had maintained something that resembled steady for almost a year had been a surprise in itself. It had been an even bigger surprise when the blonde had found out she was pregnant. At that discovery, she'd done what she did best, she ran. She had no idea how to tell Miles let alone have an adult conversation about whether or not to keep the baby. So she'd left in the middle of the night, blocked his number on her phone, and only kept in contact with her twin brother who had promised not to tell her secret. She'd never been sure she had made the right decision, hell, even now, standing in front of his door she wasn't sure she was making the right decision. But at 3 years old Felicity had started asking about her dad, and Brooke was struggling getting by for the both of them on her own. She didn't want her daughter to suffer because of her pride. So here she was, proverbial tail tucked between her legs as she inhaled a deep breath and knocked on Miles' door, their daughter standing behind her legs. When the door opened, Brooke's lips tilted upward into the tiniest hint of a smile, all the feelings she still had for him rushing her at once. "Uh, hi." she offered.