#cove.start

[amarazolakingson]

Location: Lighthouse Cove

When: Midday

Status: Open ( @covestarters​)

Amara sighed, checking out the spot for her new restaurant, it was in Lighthouse Cove, and it was perfect, in the heart of town, where everyone would pass it. She wanted her place to reflect her. So getting a designer there soon was a must. Though from her end, most of the work was cosmetic.

She checked the kitchen, noting all the upgrades she was going to have to do. The entire kitchen was for sure going to have to be updated. And she needed to get an ad out so she could get a staff in there.

As she walked out of the building, she continued adding to her list, so much had to be done for her grand opening, and she being ever-ambitious and not worrying about money, she wanted everything done asap.

After locking up, she turned and crashed into someone. As her things dropped, she fell to the ground grabbing them. “I am so sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

[seastheday]

* / open starter - @covestarters​

Romeo wasn’t much of an extrovert, but he felt the obligation to attend these sorts of parties in order to establish some sort of presence in the community as a small business owner. So there he was, standing around, beer in both hands and watching the events unfold before him. Out of boredom, Romeo roamed out to the back patio attached to the house and sat down on one of the steps near someone else, “Do you think they can really call this a house party in a place this big?” he asked, a bad attempt at a dad joke. “Want a beer? I’ve got an extra?” Romeo asked the other with a dumb grin on his face.

[ofheavenlybodies]

Though August had been using his prosthetic leg for just over a year now he was not exactly a pro by any means, part of him assumed it was due to extra height that he had meaning there was more of a distance to fall. But the walking helped, even if it was just a ten minute stroll between unpacking boxes and sitting down at his desk to work for the evening. On one such stroll all seemed to be going well, until the person walking in front of him appeared to drop something. Of course his instincts acted as if he still had both legs and started up a light jog over to the object and calling out “Hey I think you dropped this!” Though it was only as he began to bend down that he completely lost his balance and went careening into the wall, only narrowly managing to avoid collapsing onto the floor “Ah shit, not again.”

[nateadkins]

NATE isn't particularly used to these lavish parties. Truth be told, the only parties he was used to was the professor get-togethers back in Philadelphia .. which were basically just lame discussions about grades, trips and events. Though, now that he got here just recently he figured it wouldn't hurt to put on his best suit and get to know his fellow neighbors. Parties like that seemed to be the best opportunity, no ? So despite not glistening in confidence in the slightest, the male offers a light smile to the person next to him - two glasses of what he thinks is probably champagne in his hand. " Need a refresher ? " / @covestarters​

[sunriseichor]

where: lighthouse inn restaurant !

who: open ! @covestarters

“Okay so,” Summer opened her journal and flipped to the right page. Sun streamed through the windows and cascaded down onto the table, stretching across her nonsense scribbles. She was so desperate for some inspiration she had started inviting strangers to sit with her. The working theory was that if she talked to enough people, Summer might be able to conjure something up by her deadline. “First question: what is your biggest fear?” Was it a little invasive? Maybe, but she needed something -- anything -- to click. 

[badideahs]

        (  @covestarters​  !  )    “  no  man  ,   i’m  telling  you  ,   vanilla  is  the  only  flavor  of  ice  cream  .   everything  else  is  just  flavored  frozen  dessert  .  ”  

[mayorxgoodwin]

@covestarters​

Even though he was the mayor of Lighthouse Cove now, that didn’t mean that Heathcliff was going to suddenly change, and he didn’t think the citizens would want him to.  No, Heathcliff was supposed to be the fun mayor - that was basically what his platform had been during the election, fun but functional, able to take care of the community but also knowing how to have a good time.  It hadn’t been quite so overt - it wasn’t like his slogan had been, “Vote for me and I’ll come to your parties.”  But he had created a laid back image of himself that people seemed to respond to, and that was kind of how he really was, at least on the surface.  Heathcliff had found that people didn’t generally want to deal with all his bullshit lurking beneath the surface, so there was only one version of himself he usually let people see.

So Heathcliff was at the Montgomery house party now, sipping another drink and hoping he didn’t seem as tipsy as he felt.  For a bit, he just leaned against the wall watching the partygoers, but Heathcliff grew tired of being a wallflower, so he approached someone nearby and asked, “Can I get you another drink?”  And then he flashed his dazzling smile at the other; Heathcliff knew how to be charming when he wanted to be.

[drakevarner]

​Location: Headlights Bar Time: After Midnight, Closing Time

Drake had been working at Headlights as a bartender for the past few days since moving to the cove and was enjoying his job, partially because he was able to sample the liquors while he worked. The tips certainly weren’t hurting him much either. The night had winded down and it was nearing the end of his shift and the bar was nearly empty, just one or two patrons hanging out at the end of the night. Towel hung over his shoulder, Drake smirked as he turned to one of the patrons at the bar, “It’s midnight, you know what that means” he picked up the bottle of tequila from the bar and poured out two shots into empty shot glasses, sliding one across the bar to the other, “Free tequila shots” he continued to smirk before downing a shot.