#f2f:evan

[bella--hadid]

Bella rarely took day offs from her job. She liked keeping herself busy and even though extra cash was not necessary, the brunette was putting it on the side for some feauture plans. She watched a man handsome man walking inside and the brunette couldn’t help but smirk, especially when he made his way to the bar. “How can I help you?” Bella offered while looking at the young man.

@evanxpetersxx​

[rydel-berry]

Fancy meeting you here || Rydel&Evan F2F

A loud crash sounded throughout the room, followed by a shout of rage. The canvas that Rydel had thrown had landed on top of the pile of the others she had discarded. Nothing was going right. She was supposed to be working on a piece for school but, as hard as she tried, she couldn’t even get the ground work to please her. Either the curves were not smooth enough or her pencil refused to let up and created lines too thick, only to be smudged by her eraser. She had been tasked with working on her drawing of limbs. Since she usually dabbled in portraits, body parts below the shoulders tended to be her downfall. Art had always had the ability to quieten her mind, to stop her overthinking completely, however it seemed that it did not have this calming effect on her body. 

Pushing herself up from her position on the floor, where she had been sitting crossed legged amidst her supplies. Pencils and tube of paint littered the floor. Another pencil holding Rydel’s hair away from her face in a bun and yet another behind her ear. She stormed over to the other side of her room where she kept her unused canvases, the sound of her feet hitting the floor rebounding from the wood. Reacting in such a way would usually fill her with shame, Rydel wasn’t much for emotion, never mind such outward displays of it, but it seemed that she wasn’t able to keep herself in check lately. She was wearing the same clothes she had been three days ago - paint stained jeans and a grey vest top with a blue plaid shirt thrown over the top. Clothes were never really Rydel’s forte but even this was a bit much for her. 

Seeing that she had no clean canvases left, Rydel let out a long breath and pinched the bridge of her nose. This meant she was going to have to go to the store to buy some more. Exiting her apartment, slamming her door as she went, Rydel quickly hurried to the elevator, her head down, eyes locked on her shoes. "Come on, come on.” Rydel grumbled impatiently, slamming her finger against the button repeatedly. She just wanted to grab her stuff and go back home, as quickly as possible. Finally, the doors opened before her and she stepped inside. Quickly turning around and pressing the ‘close doors’ button. The doors slowly began to close, inching closer and closer together for what felt like a lifetime. Finally, they were just about to close - this is when a hand shot out to stop them.

@evanandersonn

[curiositykilledthesarah-blog]

Midnight Hot Chocolate || Evan and Sarah

Sarah rolled her eyes at the blonde boy that stumbled into her room as he pouted, feeling only slightly bad for him. No one had made him hot chocolate in a while, boohoo, no one had made her hot chocolate since... well since the accident. Shaking the thoughts from her head, she stood up, starting towards the kitchen. Not because he had asked her to make it, no of course not, but because she had wanted some for herself anyway. 

"You coming, blondie?" she asked, peeking around the doorway, "The kitchen is freakin' stocked" she headed to the kitchen without waiting for an answer, almost instantly hopping up on the counter to pull down the hot chocolate powder she had seen in there earlier in the day. She'd admit to have taken a look around the cabinets earlier that day, out of a mixture of hunger and boredom. At least if they were forcing them to room with their twins, they were getting fed well out of it.