#claystart

[missxbelle]

“Did you enjoy the gala?” the girl asked with a smile, leaning on the counter. “I don’t know about you, but I am in need of a really good breakfast,” Belle laughed. “My treat. Anything you want.”

[parkerxhalles]

“Do you ever get that feeling sometimes, that people are talking about you behind your back?” he half laughed, it didn’t bother him. He was used to it. People heard the name Halles and they gave looks. “My life a lot lately. It’s actually amusing how unsubtle people are about it.”

[callmexkai]

Kai had been taking a nap when he heard the crash from the back room of the bar. He stood, moving quickly as he headed out front. “Oh my god, what the fuck?” he breathed, the front window was shattered, glass spread across the floor. “Who... the fuck... who’s there?” He carefully stepped to the broken window, though he couldn’t see anyone. “Come on, man. What the fuck?”

[amyxbrooke]

“Six year old writing is both adorable and confusing. Look at this,” the young teacher said, showing the messy handwriting to the other. “Literally, I swear this is harder than reading an adult’s essay. I love it though. Though it does make me turn to a lot of caffeine. I’ve had 3 cups already.”

[ajayfm]

“I think I just got stood up,” Ajay let slip out to the nearby patron at the bar. He double checked the time on his watch, as if he didn’t check mere minutes ago. He quickly became embarrassed and as a coping method, tried to laugh at the situation. Ajay gestured to the bartender for another drink, “Might as well stay for a while, right? It’s not like I had plans for the rest of the night anyway.” @claystarters​​

[sophiexhalles]

@claystarters​​ /

“Dude, I am not working today.” Claire snapped at the guy to her left who had been continuously bugging her for the past ten minutes or so - obviously drunk already. She’d been sitting in Pete’s nursing a vodka tonic for the past half hour. “In case it wasn’t obvious, I’m on this side of the bar.” Claire gestured to another bartender on the other side of the bar. “If you want a drink, they’re your best bet. Keep bugging me, I might just lose my cool.” She turned and angled herself away, rolling her eyes to somebody else somewhere nearby. “God, this town is too small...”

[truthwritten]

Hana had been up late into the night, even after the Valentine’s gala was over. She had met so many people, talked to not even half of them, and bubbly wine always made her stomach turn... Her mind was a mess and she had decided upon settling down for lunch and simply bringing some organisation into that clutter of thoughts and theories. So she sat down, ordered herself a black tea and began to write down everything she knew. About the letters Maddison had sent to her, about the town of Claybourne and the boats on the lake. She even took out some of the newspaper copies she had gathered from the archive of the library.

And then she fell asleep on top of everything, only rising again when someone approached her table. “Ugh”, Hana groaned, “I am so sorry I hope I did not block this table for too long” Her face turned a different shade with embarassment. 

@claystarters​

[nadineyilmaz]

OPEN STARTER 001.

for.  open  to  anyone.

location.  local  grocery  shop.

it  was  a  typical,  snow-freckled  evening  in  claybourne  &  the  school  day  had  just  ended.  having  picked  her  daughter  up  from  preschool  no  less  than  an  hour  prior,  the  drive  to  the  grocery  store  alone  had  greeted  nadine  with  a  slew  of  ramblings  regarding  her  daughter’s  new  ‘BEST FRIEND,’  kelly,  and  the  happenings  of  her  crayola-stained  school  work.  braving  the  after-school  traffic  for  some  time,  the  chatty  pair  happen  upon  the  grocery  store  with  tonight’s  dinner  in  mind.  retrieving  her  daughter  from  the  backseat  of  the  suv.  nadine  pulled  the  girl’s  hood  over  her  ruffled  head  of  hair  before  venturing  inside.  had  you  asked  her  15  years  before,  nadine  would  have  told  you  that  the  local  grocer  was  the  LAST  PLACE  in  claybourne  she  wanted  to  be  —  it  seems  she’d  grown  to  appreciate  the  local  installment  with  age.  maybe  it  was  just  a  mom  thing.  nonetheless,  the  trip  fulfills  it’s  intended  purpose  and  with  her  daughter  teetering  at  her  side,  the  pair  frequent  each  section  of  the  grocery  store.  finally,  they  happen  upon  the  frozen  food  section  and  jenny  decides  to  vocalize  her  inherent  indifference  toward  their  previously  settled-on  dinner.  when  she  hadn’t  pushed  for  chicken  nuggets  as  an  option,  nadine  preferred  to  give  her  daughter  a  choice  in  what  she  ate.  only  now,  had  they  drawn  impartial  on  the  decision.  with  less  than  a  moment’s  consideration,  nadine  decide  to  seek  the  opinion  of  the  stranger  just  leftward  of  the  pair.  ❝  HEY,  hi  —  excuse  me  !  mind  if  i  ask  you  a  quick  question  ?  ❞  the  woman  doesn’t  bother  to  await  an  allowance  of  yes  or  no  before  continuing,  ❝  if  you  absolutely  had  to  choose,  which  would  you  prefer  —  spaghetti  or  shrimp  tacos  ?  ❞