#interaction: travis

[shanepcrker]

starter for: @travmarshall location: one of the back pastures of silver creek

Shane wasn't exactly a process your feelings type of guy. He was more of a beat the crap out of some unsuspecting object at the ranch kind of guy. All in the name of repairs, of course.

So, with everything going to shit as it had, with the upheaval Sonny's arrival had caused, the turmoil of finding out both his siblings had lied to him, and the shit show that was his recent encounter with Lana, he'd been hacking away at a old, dead tree in the back holler for a couple hours now. He could have easily called somebody to come handle it, a professional who had the tools that would get the job done in much less time, but it was nice to let out some of his pent up frustration.

He had just paused to wipe the sweat from his brow when he heard the distinct sound of hooves navigating through the woods surrounding them. There was only one person who would dare interrupt him when he was in this kind of state and get away with it. Without turning to confirm, Shane grunted out, "I don't wanna talk about it."

[samuelbrennan]

starter for: @travishawthorne​ & @itsbraedanmueller location: rock ‘n bowl  time: 7:30pm, friday 

Since Sam’s epic misunderstanding and subsequent humiliating display of making an ass of himself with Braedan and Jamie, the single dad’s club of mystic hadn’t really had a chance to meet. Or rather, Sam hadn’t wanted to meet with Braedan. But since mending fences at the beach party, Sam figured a drink or two, some good pizza and, for the heck of it, some good old bowling was probably overdue. He’d called his friends and arranged a time they could meet up and now, here they were.

Letting go of his lime green bowling ball, Sam sent it careening for what he hoped would be bowling pins. At the last second, the ball instead dropped off into the gutter. “Damn it!” he groaned, before turning back to their chairs and plopped down on his in defeat. “Okay, someone please explain how on earth you two agreed to bowling when we all know damn well I shouldn’t be allowed to step foot in a bowling alley?” he chuckled glancing between his two friends. 

[samuelbrennan]

starter for: @travishawthorne​ location: moonie’s 

Considering this was the location where Sam’s current frustration had occurred, it was kind of ironic that he was currently venting to Travis here. But bars were limited in Mystic, and Sam most definitely needed to a drink while having this conversation. “Honestly, I don’t know what came over me.” he said with a sigh, running a hand over his face in exasperation. “It’s been two years since the divorce and Jamie has every right to date whoever she wants, even if it is one of my best friends.” Reaching forward, he grabbed his beer and took a sip. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him. “Braedan hasn’t said anything to you about the two of them, has he?” He was probably putting his friend in an impossible situation, but right now, Sam needed answers. 

[marcustcrner]

starter for: @travishawthorne​ location: ​mystic high school 

Marcus still wasn’t sure why the hell anyone thought this would be a good idea. The high school had called last night to inform him that all of their P.E. subs were somehow sick, out of town, or otherwise unavailable, and they practically begged him to fill in for the day. Somehow, Marcus must have been high, he agreed. And now, here he was, walking through the front doors to Mystic High and making his way to the principal’s office. He knocked twice no the door before peering in, “Hi, uhh, I’m Marcus Turner, I was called about subbing for P.E. today.” He still wasn’t convinced this wasn’t someone’s terrible idea of a joke. 

[hollyhawthornc]

closed starter for @travishawthorne​

Taking in a deep breath, Holly pushed the door open to Moonie’s and entered the bar, glancing back and forth as she sought out a very particular patron. There weren’t many things in life that made the brunette pause, she usually barreled headlong into anything that came her way, confident enough in herself to know she could handle whatever came her way. But telling your eldest, and beloved sibling, that you’d been sent by your parents to spy on him was not something Holly was looking forward to. But it had to be done. She couldn’t lie to Travis, and he knew her well enough to know she’d never willingly relocate to a fucking small town like Mystic.

So as her light brown eyes traveled over the occupants of Moonie’s, only to find the person she was looking for seated by himself at the bar in a corner of the establishment, Holly shook her head with a smile. Ignoring all the stares she seemed to get wherever she went, she marched right up to her brother and plopped down on the seat beside him. “You know, you and Adele really could have chosen a town that at least had a Target within a 20 mile radius.” she chastised, signaling to the bartender she’d have one of whatever Travis was having. No ‘hello’ or ‘I’m here,’ Holly simply announced her presence with demands and disdain, as she always did, as if Travis should have known she’d end up following him here.