#hadleychat

[paulzwes]

A MEETING WITH @anadalas

When DeMarco attended that charity event, he didn’t believe anything would come of it. Attending was simply his managers idea of getting into the good graces of the tabloids. Considering all of the antics and trouble he gets in, at the time, he believed it was a good idea. That was until a photo was taken. In all honestly, he had no idea who the stranger in the picture was, until he was informed that she was a famous model. In his mind, she couldn’t have been that famous, because if she was, he would have already had a one night stand with her. Instead, DeMarco was about to know this girl longer than he would have wanted. 

Sitting in the conference room of his managers office, he waited impatiently for the arrival of his soon to be girlfriend. Of course he promised his manager to be friendly and charming, but that act could only go on for so long. Especially since DeMarco wanted no part in this arrangement. This was a fake relationship purely for advancing both reputations in the media. As he heard the door open, he knew that his life was about to change. With the managers exchanging a few words, he stayed frozen in his seat with his dark hues locked on the woman before him. “Hey Marco, isn’t there something you want to say?” His manager spoke up as they all took their own seats at the table. “Hi.” He mumbled, keeping his introduction short and sweet.

[hadleybarnes-blog]

||Starter||

The bar was completely bare for her first day, except for a a couple teens so madly in love they couldn’t stop groping each other in the corner of the place. She really tried to focus, but she had already cleaned every freaking glass in the place, so before long she found herself drawing on a napkin, a sketch of a woman on a park bench, cigarette dangling from her lips.  She had gotten so distracted by perfecting that smoldering but sad look in her eyes she didn’t notice the person waiting at the bar, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

[the-jay-harper-blog]

It had been a long day. Jay had finished his fall season reports and was about to send them to Toronto when his computer froze and everything was lost. He was in a bad mood and in desperate need of a drink. When he walked into the bar and sat down, he was greeted by an obnoxious couple and a distracted bartender. Jay didn’t mind half of his greeting though. He had met Hadley a few weeks ago when she arrived in town. She was a nice girl and not bad to look at. “Don’t concentrate too hard darling, your brain might explode.” He said after a few seconds through a quiet chuckle.