#freystarter

[leonpahinui-archive2-blog]

“I hate to be the bearer of bad news but you really are terrible at this,” Leon says, tugging darts from the board. Leon, though not the greatest of bar game players, had been enjoying some moderate success at the dart board. His father used to play it - the man had a board set up on his boat and one in his garden shed when Leon had been growing up, so the man had played his fair share of games.  

Leon was a few Guinnesses in so he was starting to get a little mouthy - nothing too rude, of course. He was just... More relaxed than usual, joking around easier than he normally would. He grins to himself as he steps back to the mark, lining up his aim nice and easy before he starts throwing.

“I mean, I’m no expert so the fact that you’re makin’ me look good is kinda sad.”

[sweetjessamine-blog]

Well, that was the last time Jessie agreed to a study night with Dylan. Hurrying out of the house, she began walking briskly toward her apartment; she’d walked to school yesterday and Dylan drove her to his place after classes, with the understanding that he would take her home after they finished studying. Of course, their studying lasted a lot longer than she intended and then they fell asleep. And now, she didn’t feel like waking him up or sticking around. “But the night wasn’t a total waste,” she muttered to herself with a little smirk.

[pistolpiper]

Pool Party | open

Regardless of the level of alcohol in her system, there was one thing Piper was just terrible at - playing pool. No matter how many times she tried, how much practice she got, she was just bad. It was almost laughable (it was pretty laughable, actually) how she always managed to hit something with the tail end of her pool stick (she blames her height). Piper also probably hit more cue balls into the pockets than any other ball on the table.

Piper was a tenacious little thing though, so despite all her failed efforts, every time she came to a bar, she’d go right back to playing. Since Piper came alone to the Blackbird Pub, she normally just tried to join in on other groups about to play. But tonight, most of the games were already in lieu, leaving her to fend for herself in finding anyone to play with. After grabbing a cranberry vodka cocktail from the bar, Piper meandered around by the pool tables, spotting someone standing by themselves on the wall.

“You wanna play?” Piper asked, gesturing towards the tables. “Just - no betting, because I literally have no idea what I’m doing.”

[auroraelswood-blog]

Aurora yawned as she was awoken from her impromptu nap by someone who was probably well-meaning, raising her eyebrows at them as she ran a hand through her hair. “What is it? I was kind of sleeping, so it better be important.” Really, she knew that she should have felt grateful to whoever had woken her up, as she was sitting on a bench in a public place, but she was too tired to feel anything but a vague irritation at being woken up.

[ivyblavk]

“Come again?” Ivy questioned, getting the barista to repeat what they said just. Apparently, someone had paid their coffee forward, meaning Ivy technically didn’t have to pay. “That’s... Really nice,” he nodded with a sincere smile. “Here’s a fifty, pay forward the next ten or so coffees, will you? Keep the good deeds rolling,” he insisted as he handed the money over.

[briaremersxn-blog]

✆ Briar ⇁ Open

Briar: [text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day.

[gabrielmxnaghan-blog]

“— Look, Aly, they’re here okay, as always stopping me from being dead in a ditch, just like I promised- Yes, right next to me... what do you mean you want to talk to them? No - I’m not against it, you’re just being ridiculous. No Al, seriously? Fine. Okay - I’m, yes, I’m handing over the phone now...” Gabriel pauses with a wince, irish accent thinker when addressing his sister. He moves the phone from his ear and holds it out with a ‘what can you do expression’ mixed with one of apology.

[drengithcaddock]

“Why don’t you save both of us the trouble of guessing and just say what you’re thinking right now?” the man mumbled, heaving a displeased sigh as he pushed his back against the chair. A pair of thick fingers pressed to the bridge of his nose, and a part of him knew this wasn’t going to be a quick conversation.