Jun 18, 2018
Hey, how are you doing?
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Hey, how are you doing?
@ohsandyobrien
This not having a job situation was really starting to get to Kate. She’d been here for almost three weeks, a longer vacation than any she’d taken in at least the last five years.
There was a reason people didn’t take this much time off in one go: an idle mind was the devil’s workshop.
She’d taken to walking around town all the time, walking everywhere now that her car was shot and she didn’t want to use her mother’s Lexus all the time. The Stiletto Girl, whose name Kate had forgotten to ask for, had been right. It was possible, but more than that, walking everywhere was starting to become her thing.
It calmed her.
The Harbor Inn presented itself very charmingly, on the whole, though today it was the site of a very unusual occurrence. Stopping in her tracks, Kate raised an eyebrow. “Hey, Sandy?”
permanent starter call for sandy!! if multis can reply to specify which muse. can also im/dm to plot!! otherwise just like and i will do my best, will probably be smaller posts to start off with but can always work up to longer posts
@fiire-bcrn ( sandy )
“couldn’t breath in there.“
lyall flicks the ash from his cigar, scattering it on sandy’s shoes. smoke trickles from between his teeth as he admits, “not really my scene.” he offers the fae his cigar. tips his head and makes demands, “so how about a tour? don’t think i’ll get another chance to get a look around after this.”
❝ Some people give off a vibe of like, “do not fuck with me.” My vibe is more like “hey, you could pour soup in my lap and I’d probably apologize to you!” ❞
“It’s okay, Chloe says I’m like that too. Although she doesn’t use the soup analogy.” Brooke admits, giggling.
Text → Sandy, Demon, Noelle
Liam: My friends are having a bonfire at the ravine. You can come, if you want to.
Hey. Your mom told me you were up here... mind if I come in?
Text ➝ Sandy
Liam: Hey.