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“here’s the thing. i... i booked some gigs, it’ll be real nice, more money than i’m used to getting, a chance to play for some new people, you know? gain some fans, exposure and all that.” jude starts, clearly nervous to be having this conversation. “it’s just.. it’s a few weeks away from home...” at that he’s looking to them, eyes sad. “a few... months, really.”
open: m/f/nb (f if romantic) muse: jude thatcher- heterosexual- pilot
"Did you miss me?"
Jude sighed as he stared at the clock on the opposite wall from his cash register. He had worked a double shift after asking for overtime, and he was slightly regretting it. He needed the money for a new washing machine, though. He hated having to go the laundromat all the time; it was a hassle to have to drive home from work, gather his dirty laundry, then drive back out into town again. He pulled himself back from his gaze as a customer approached him with their groceries. Smiling, he scanned the groceries for them, making casual small talk. Noticing a younger face behind the current customer when he glanced up from the scanner, he felt a little relief come over him. All day Jude had been helping older individuals, and while he didn’t mind chatting with some of them, he had hoped that maybe he would actually talk to someone who wasn’t born 30 years before him. Once the customer left, Jude watched as the next person came forward. “Hey, did you find everything okay?” he asked, “And before you ask, we are currently out of stock of donuts until next Tuesday.”
@p-town-starters
jude: you really gonna keep being like that? jude: i mean i’m like your favorite person jude: and everyone needs an adorable red head in their life
A sigh left the red head’s lips as she looked at the person standing in front of her. “I don’t owe you an explanation for anything. You dumped me remember? Said my job was too time consuming and that you couldn’t handle it. So, if a man wants to flirt with me then he can damn well do as he pleases.”
Alright, Baby Baker.
It's time to come with me.
