#chat: teddy

[pretendsweetly]

→ @outfromthesea​

The quiet buzzing of tattoo needles against skin filled the shop, a cacophony of comforting noise, like a low, quiet hum, as Teddy leaned back in his seat, one boot against the wall, the other firmly planted on the ground. In between them, he bounced what was intended to be a stress release ball, but really had ended up more of a distraction, from the floor to the wall and back to his hand. Thump-thump-smack. Thump-thump-smack. Thump-thump--

The ringing of the shop’s bell caught his attention, and he planted both feet on the ground as he circled in his chair and smiled at the patron that had stepped in. 

“Hey, there,” he said jovially, as if he’d known her his whole life. “How can we help ya?”

[bxwareofyou]

He hated hospitals, almost fought his parents whenever he had to go to one, but he he was, willingly wandering the blindingly white walls and braving the cold air as he was finally able to find someone who was willing to give him her office. After the whole or deal, their masters said it was okay to play together, so why wouldn’t he? With Amelia out of town, he got bored bar hopping or sitting alone in his apartment, so with a few flirty words and the exchanging of numbers, a young nurse finally helped him get to her office. Of course, when he knocked, she was out, so he made himself at him behind her desk waiting for her. Thankfully it was only a few minutes before the door cracked open and vibrant red hair rolled into a neat bun walked in, prompting him to look up and grin. “ Hey, Doc. Am I late for my appointment?”

[nellieduvall]

“Teddy...” Nellie looks over slowly at him by the CD stacks, wide eyes nervously trailing the rows of vinyl she’s restocking until they land on him skeptically. “Got a question for ya.” She feels the need to announce it instead of just diving in, mostly to stall, because she thinks he might laugh at her. Nellie can’t name a single person at Volume who might take her question seriously. Except maybe Josie. And Mack, too. Well, actually, probably Kem now that she considers it. Not because she thinks he’ll agree, but because he always says the right thing. And, you know what, may- “Don’t laugh or ‘nothin, though, be honest, okay?” She nearly pouts, manicured fingers tapping the back of a record. “Do you believe in ghosts?” Because she’s pretty sure someone’s stalking her and it ain’t anyone she’d like to stalk her, like Nick Lachey and the rest of 98 degrees. @scnteria​ 

[nellieduvall]

Nellie likes Teddy. Doesn’t know why, or even how it happened, but she just likes him and she liked him in a way she didn’t quite experience with any of her other coworkers when she started at Volume. She doesn’t even think he’s particularly cool or exciting, but she’s drawn to him and thinks he ought to be her friend because she said so, and Marty likes him so much she can’t imagine he’s not a good one. She saw them together earlier, before her body-shot fiasco with Marty, and made a mental note to tell him if he was a Care Bear he’d be Friend Bear, sincere and amiable, the kind of person that makes you feel like you’re not alone. Of course, she doesn’t know any real thing about him, or about what he’s been harboring since Jerry’s disappearance. Too bad she completely forgets this mental note, and only runs into Teddy when her expression is riddled with confusion and intrigue. “Teddy, do you hear chickens?” She says with her whole chest, inspecting the barn close by. “Are there chickens in the barn, do you think? You think there’s farm animals in there.” She’s almost positive she heard chickens. @scnteria​

[diranenforcer]

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Well, look at the pretty little bottom boy ‘s back.

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