#c:cyrus

[crlandclcckhart]

It was only when Orlando had been sat at home finishing up some of his work at his desk, thinking back that it occurred to him that he'd probably been pretty lax in his friendship with Cyrus. Yes, he'd offered him his time and always showed how much he enjoyed being with Cyrus, but actually, when it came down to it, he recalled that Cyrus was often the one who initiated contact and always seemed to come visit him. He would be lying if he said that realisation didn't mortify him somewhat given he'd always felt their friendship was equal. And so, it was how he found himself stood outside the others house the next morning, freshly bought breakfast and coffee in hand. When the door opened, Orlando smiled in greeting. "Good morning... I hope you don't mind me popping by and that I didn't wake you up. I brought breakfast. I won't be in your hair too long, I just... I thought I would do something for you for a change."

@cyrusclearwater

[huntercdcms]

"You look like you could use a drink." Hunter commented with a smile as he saw Cyrus, motioning with a hand to call the bartenders attention to them. He ordered them both a beer before settling into conversation. "You must have been busy, it's not like you to be late to anything.

@cyrusclearwater

[aliscnxwood]

closed starter - alison & cyrus ( @cyrusclearwater )

"Cyrus, hey," Alison said when she caught sight of the other. "Do you need some help there?"

[monsterboysrp]

//starter: --Cyrus

[[ note: reading Cyrus's bio is mandatory to interact. I'll know if you didnt >:( your muse can be a newcomer to the bar Cyrus works at, or a regular. ]]

It was late, late enough that Cyrus really ought to have been getting ready to close up the bar for the night. There were only a couple of patrons left; the guy who always came in to blow his money on the slot machine in the corner, the two guys watching the tail end of a soccer match in Portugal, and the guy at the end of the bar who was trying his best to talk the girl he'd brought with him into going home with him for the night. She didn't seem too keen, already on her phone to schedule a rideshare to pick her up, but tilting the screen so he couldn't tell that's what she was doing. Cyrus had just taken the two soccer fans the last batch of fries when the kitchen closed up and decided that yeah, he'd better start wiping down and cleaning up, when the door swung open.

"Oh hey. Kinda late, the kitchen's already closed. Hope you weren't hungry for more than peanuts."

[luciewolffe]

"With the way this year has gone, I think I am going to end it with a band. New year, new me I think is the term that people like to use, don't they?" Lucie spoke with determination, a smile playing over her face. "And I think the sooner I start that the better. Why wait until next year." She clinked her glass against Cyrus', swallowing back a significant amount of her drink before giving a sound of pleasant surprise and setting the glass down. "I love this song! Come dance with me please?"

@cyrusclearwater

[matthewasprey]

“Good Morning!” Matthew spoke, bright and loud as he burst through the door, hands full with paper bags and steaming hot cups of coffee. “I decided to bring you breakfast. Figured you might need it.” He stated with a grin, setting them down on the table.

@cyrusclearwater​

[everleighriveraogden]

🍀 - one of our muses finds a four leaf clover/shamrock

“You’re giving it to me? Why?” Not that Cyrus ever seemed to need a reason to be kind to anyone. It’s why she had always admired him. “Though maybe I should give this to my brother. I feel like he probably needs the luck more than me. He’s impossible.” Though Everleigh spoke with such fondness that it was clear she cared a great deal about Mateo. “Perhaps I can get you something in return?”

@cyrusclearwater​

[jaimitchell]

He was nervous– he wasn’t even sure if they should be doing this, or if Cyrus would actually want to be here, and the thought had been tossing and tumbling inside his stomach making him much more anxious than normal over their flight to Italy. And yet, here they were– the two of them, alone, in what seemed some sort of summer paradise where the water could be heard if the windows were open, and the humidity in the air made it seem as if you didn’t need to drink water– you were already inhaling it. It sounded bad, but it wasn’t. It felt healing to some degree, and Jai was trying to stay at his best behavior, though. Jai was sure not many friends of Cyrus would approve of them being here, but he was here to prove them wrong. That he could be good. 

He sighed, making an effort to carry both their backpacks up the stairs of the small, narrow hotel at the top of the hill– they had promised the best views at a good price. At least that was what Lenny (his sponsor back in Chicago), had promised from the time he had been there many years ago. And the place looked like it had never been renewed ever since. It had charm, though, with the colors, and the small pieces of bricks exposed in the walls– he wondered if there had been renovations made before, but they had decided to keep it that way. If he could only stop overthinking, he sighed one more time as he opened the door to what would be their room. “Welcome– oh, no.” He bit his lip. “I told them to get two beds–” he said as he walked in.  As friends, they had agreed, and he didn’t want to step on the limits. Not if he wasn’t ready yet. “I pinky promise I did.” || @cyrusdiaz​