#c:mar

[basswccd]

☓ location: early november 2015; last drop - FLASHBACK status: CLOSED ; @herwildwhisper

There was a bottle on his lips the moment his eyes found her in the corner of the bar. The fact that they were staring right back at him had Sam choking on warm beer and Randy asking, 'you good?’ from beside him.

Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. Be cool. She’s not looking at you.

The music playing over the bar’s old stereo system and the world turns cinematic, if just for a moment before he grounded himself with the memory of the last time he’d seen her, staring back at him through the window of Joe’s cop car. 

She’s looking at you, but it’s not for anything good. 

Sam pushed Randy’s hand away (which was busy patting him on the back like a child). It took everything in him not to look over to see if she was still watching as he made his way over to the bar to grab a napkin for blotting the beer from his shirt.

[lxveleexinsxnity]

Marlee was exhausted from helping her father at the office with checking in patients, scheduling appointments, and finishing up with the patients while her father took the next one in; however, once she entered the room to give some unexpected news to the patient, her eyes widened at the mere sight of her ex-boyfriend sitting in the chair next to another woman. The female was caught off guard as she almost dropped the file that was within her hand that was now shaking. The break-up had hit Marlee relatively hard and a part of her still wasn’t completely over it, but now seeing him with his new girlfriend and knowing some important information to tell them, she wanted to throw up or pass out, whichever came first. “Um, hi. My name is Marlee, and Dr. Cline wanted me to go over some results that came in from your blood tests,” she explained as she licked her lips and glanced down at the file while feeling her chest tighten as she read the words over and over again before glancing back up at them and trying to put on a brave face with a convincing smile that what she was about to say wasn’t going to rip her heart out of her chest. “The tests showed that you were pregnant,” Marlee stated as she felt her throat become dry while she glanced at the woman. “Congratulations,” she added as she glanced over at the male while trying to fight back tears. 

[lxveleexinsxnity]

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@sincityszn

Marlee really didn’t know what to think as she pushed a few strands of hair out of her face before staring at them again. “You’re dating her?” she asked as she tried to refrain from saying the words with an angry undertone. “You kissed me last fucking week!” the female added in a high pitched voice, indicating that she was definitely not okay with the information that was just placed upon her. Granted, the two of them never discussed the kiss that took place between them, but she figured that now would be a great time to bring it up. Marlee didn’t understand how they went from kissing her to dating the one person that she despised.

[riooo]

♫ call me in the afternoon - half moon run location: Last Drop; 1:47am status: CLOSED [ASK MEME] STARTER; @herwildwhisper​

“—Now I’m not in the business of tellin’ others what to do, but this town becomes somethin’ else after dark. Somethin’ dangerous.”

A lift of two fingers in the bartender’s direction conjures up two shots mere moments later, joining the group of empty glasses before them, and the woman beside them. Not for nothing, but they’d been watching her through a steady side-eye long enough to know that she looked like she needed something strong. 

“Take one if you need it, but you really shouldn't be out this late.” 

If this is flirting, well, admittedly, they’d lost a bit of their touch. Blame the sudden arrival to this greyscale town, rather than the (minimal) booze— though that certainly didn’t help, either.

[coliincorrect]

Nik: I have no fears.

Mar: I'm cooking tonight.

Nik: I have one fear.

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immorvl

“Luces como si te hubiesen arrojado al cubo de la basura.” la ojiverde delineó una de sus finas cejas en señal interrogativa. “¿Has estado armando triángulos amorosos otra vez?” subrayó ‘otra vez’ con un suave delineador azul, queriendo dar énfasis a la repetición tan irresponsable de sus actos y el cobro de éstos; una factura costosa para su cara bonita.

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tormcntas

“¿Por qué no cambias el color en esta parte?” su caligrafía pese a ser vulgar era defendible. Martha no poseía muchos miramientos en garabatear mayúsculas o minúsculas de forma aleatoria. Algunos la tacharían de tontita mas la pelirroja fue escolarizada como cualquier otro muchacho. Rápidamente volvió a garabatear. “Un color pastel se ajustaría mejor en esta fraja” Abandonó su método de comunicación en la mesa para enseñarle la parte a la que se refería.