#matty razo

[willholder]

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STATUS: closed LOCATION: lakeview hotel, valentine’s day masquerade ball DATE/TIME: saturday, february 13th at approximately ten in the evening

         “Heads or tails? Heads, it’s my turn, tail, it’s yours.” Before Matty could even respond, however, Will throws the coin up in the air, waiting for it’s inevitable landing back onto the back of his hand. The two were looking for ways to make the night a little more interesting, both as each other’s wing men and as friends who were just.. seeing the night through.. and very much intoxicated. “Oops.. too late, it’s tails,” he replies, covering up the result and shoving the coin back in his pocket. “Hmm.. let’s start easy. I dare you.. to steal someone’s drink from the bartender and down the entire thing in front of them.” The dumbest dare ever, of course. 

[hollyhawthornc]

starter for: @mattyrazo​ location: the farmer’s market 

It seemed Mystic was putting in a really good effort at having a lot of May flowers, if one went by that whole, ‘April showers bring May flowers’ saying. But the showers Mystic had been receiving of late were more like downpours and the wind seemed determined to blow the little coastal town away. Holly was taking advantage of the break in the rain to visit Mystic’s farmer’s market. After purchasing all of the items she needed, she headed back to her car, fighting for each step against the wind that threatened to blow her away. 

Just as she reached the bottom of the hill, close to where she had parked, one of the paper bags carrying her groceries ripped open, sending her tomatoes and mushrooms tumbling to the ground. “Are you fucking kidding me?!” she grumbled, a hand coming up to her forehead as this was simply not the kind of setback Holly was prepared to deal with. With a groan, the brunette knelt down and began trying to collect her dropped vegetables, completely unaware of the dumpster that had been sent rolling in her direction by the overly strong wind.