#c:zakary

[suttonn-d]

Location: Green Ridge Park

When: Morning of September 1st

Availability: Closed @zakary-prashad​

It would’ve been poetic to say that Laura felt the tease of the changing of seasons in her feral bones. Bones that were now sensitive to even the most minuscule temperature shifts but everyone had felt it; the nose dive in degrees as the cold front rolled its way in.-- Despite her body’s achy protest against the chilly weather Laura had preferred it; enjoying that despite all the effort she’d been exerting she hadn’t broken much of a sweat- the light misting of rain, that indecisively started then stopped before starting once more, the only visible moisture on her face.

For a while the only audible sounds coming from Laura had been the gravel crunching underneath her sneakers and her laboured breathing. Her physical body, which was of slender build, having no accurate gauge on her level of fitness. Only confirming what she’d learned through her attempt at boxing; that despite the improvement in many aspects of her being due to her bite- endurance was not one of them. Pausing to catch her breath, she looked over at her company, a very small, self deprecating smile pulling at her lips- prefacing her comment, “in retrospect I’m probably not the best person to go hiking with.” 

[suttonn-d]

Location: Lyons Bar

Availability: Closed- @zakary-prashad​

Bartenders idea of a good time- once their shift was over- was hopping over to another bar to check out the “competition.” Though Laura hardly considered herself an alcohol connoisseur she gladly obliged- attending the little outing to Lyons with her coworkers. They’d grabbed a table in the corner of the bar and she’d mostly listened as the rowdy bunch engaged in friendly banter while swapping hookup stories, downing whatever drink was placed in front of her.

She thought she’d had too much to drink when she spotted the familiar face at the bar. Having to do a bit of a double take to ensure it was him. His lack of presence at the pub didn’t take a genius to figure out because she’d been avoiding him too. She battled with whether she should seize this opportunity to break the awkwardness they’d left around them after Litha; eventually pushing off from her bar stool as she brought along her liquid courage. Laura didn’t want to lose Zakary- not when he’d made a declaration to stay. She approached, a tentative smile pulling on her lips, “Is this- uh- is this seat taken?” The brunette leaned a bit too far into his personal space as she posed the question.