#hocstarter

[finch-robel]

Finch knew they weren’t supposed to joke about these things-- they had a serious condition and people would probably take it the wrong way if they continued to joke and then at one point, it wouldn’t be. But they continued to do it because they liked seeing the horrified look on other people’s faces as they joked about their heart. “I just saw the most gorgeous man on Earth and I’m pretty sure my heart just stopped.” They exclaimed, talking about their boyfriend, Iain.

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[llewellyn-reed]

Tinder | open

Lyn: ok but seriously??

Lyn: I've been calling and texting you all day

Lyn: aND I FIND YOU ON TINDER??

Lyn: you must truly hate me for me to end up in this god forsaken app just to talk to you lol

[parkerxhalles]

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"Not to be forward, well maybe I am but how do you feel about having a coffee with a doctor who’s just had a crappy day?” Gerry gave a half laugh. "Having some human company would be nice right now.”

[piperxjames]

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Belle bit her lip, a slightly embarrassed look on her features. “If you heard a crashing sound in there, it was totally not me dropping a pile of plates.” She paused. “Okay, it was. And it’s a mess. Is it totally cheeky to ask you to help me? There’s a mix of food and glass everywhere.”

[thomas-miller]

starter: open ( @hocstarters​ )

location: a beach somewhere idk

Breaching the surface of the water, Thomas let out a breath and brushed his hair back from his face. It was a nice day and so he’d assumed that it would be at least a little bit warm in the sea, but he had been proven wrong. He made his way back to the shore, rubbing at his cold arms. “Okay, you were right. It’s actually really cold,” he called out with a sheepish grin. Heading straight for his towel, he wrapped it around his shoulders and sat down again, staring out at the horizon. Water dripped down from his hair, so he used a corner of his towel to dry his face quickly. “When does it get warmer?” he asked with a small frown, disappointed that he couldn’t enjoy a swim that day. 

[montanaj]

Normally, slow days at the book store were a godsend. Montana yearned for those moments where she could take a step back and breathe without having someone ask where to find an outdated copy of a textbook or some romance novel by some author that she’d never even heard of. But today was different. Today the whole day had been slow... and at this point, she was ten minutes shy of walking out and locking the door behind her, closing up shop for the day. Not that she actually would. It was just a fantasy. A daydream... for now. That was, until she heard the bell ring, indicating that someone had actually come inside. “Welcome to Iconoclast -- can I help you find anything?” she called out.

[kitadevereaux]

Location: any bar or restaurant, have fun!

Open to: everybody @hocstarters

“I’m tellin’ ya, this kid beat my arse so hard at Mario Kart...it was insane. Clearly I need to step up my Nintendo Switch game if I’m going to beat him the next time I see him again.” Her current case that she and her ada partner were working involved the victim having a kid, and often times if they needed to talk to his mom the son came with. Surprisingly enough, her caseload was pretty light, and kids tended to be more comfortable talking with someone who understood them. Hence Kita getting her ass whooped when she played a few rounds of Mario Kart on the son’s Switch as she talked with him. “Now if it’d been a Gameboy, I would’ve had a better chance.” She chuckled, shaking her head. Taking a sip from her beer, she gestured with the bottle to the person she’d been talking to at the bar. “How was your day? Hopefully more interesting than getting your butt kicked by an 8 year old.” Kita smirked.

[drardenthompson]

After the past six years of her life being dedicated to her field, Arden thought that getting off at 7am after working a 16 hour shift would get easier. It never did. She cupped her coffee she bought from the hospital coffee cart in her hands as she walked. The air was a bit chilly as it normally was in the mornings here, but she could feel spring creeping closer every single day. She’d never gotten used to it--even after living in New Hampshire for seven years. Her hands were only steady in the OR, and she was a clumsy mess outside of the hospital. It was showing this morning as she walked into the side of a pole and her coffee arm was shoved backwards into her and spilling the coffee all over her. “Not again,” she groaned, searching her bag for some napkins. ( @hocstarters )