#misty.starter

[ofhannyisms]

open starter: @mistystarters​ location: o’sullivan’s books

“Bah-bah-bah...” Maeve whispered, her hips rocking in time to the electronic music that was coming from her phone. The shop had been quiet that morning, and she found herself on TikTok. It was a simple dance, really, but Maeve didn’t have much going for her in hip action. “Doo-d-doo doo, doo-d-doo doo.” She tried to loosen up, and just as she did the bell on the front door rang. Her hands dropped quickly and her face got really red. “Umm, welcome to O’Sullivan’s Books!” Please don’t make fun of my dancing, she thought to herself.

[havocccd]

OPEN STARTER ! — @mistystarters​ 

“ IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR A SHOULDER TO CRY ON , or somebody to comfort you . . i’m not your girl. “ sasha cuts across as she sits at the bar, staring ahead. the news of a LITTLE BOY’S DEATH still rings in her mind. sasha may be cruel, and harsh, and RUINATION . but she isn’t as heartless as she pretends to be. SHE FEELS a bit too much sometimes . she just doesn’t know how to deal with OTHER PEOPLE’S EMOTIONS. and she never will . “ if you need a quick fuck or a drink . . that’s more my speed . “ it’s said roughly, but truthful, as she doesn’t even chance the person before her a glance. instead, she gestures to the bartender for SHOTS . so many shots . she can’t keep track of how much she’s had to drink. alcohol is good on any night . but especially nights like THIS . sasha usually isn’t one for company  , either . but . again. tonight feels DIFFERENT. 

[mercuriial]

— * OPEN STARTER ! / @mistystarters​.

“ i got a complaint today from someone next door about playing my harmonica too loud — i repeat, my HARMONICA. one, how the fuck do you play a harmonica too loud ?? and two, who doesn’t like the sound of harmonicas ? this town is so BACKWARDS. ”

[jillians]

   it was hard enough being back in misty hollow. jillian was staying in her childhood home and as she tried to sort through the belongings of her parents, she purposefully stayed away from the shrine that used to be jack’s room. assoon as she returned back, a child went missing. “is this some sort of joke?” it hadn’t taken long for her thoughts to be unclear, for worry to set in that it was all happening again. while she couldn’t remember living through it, her parents had spent years instilling their own memories in her and indeed fictitious memories of her brother. “please tell me it’s not true...” her plea was to no one in particular, she just felt the need to say something. this couldn’t happen again; she needed to get back to los angeles as quickly as she could.

[gcldveins]

*   open   starter ,   @mistycentral​​ .

“ the hell .. ” eyes squinting, gabriel studied the group of kids from across the street who were all flocking to a parked car in the lot, one that was taking up TWO spots instead of one. “ .. is that .. that’s a twenty pound bag of bird seed, jesus — ” the male leans back with raised brows, mildly impressed by the scheme. “ kids sure are getting more and more creative nowadays .. ” he murmured to himself, attention beginning to drift back to the report he had initially been working through.

[thirtecnth1]

@mistystarters​ / open to all

Andy thought about calling out that night. He’d been working more hours than he probably should’ve and it was definitely taking a toll on his psyche. That being said, it was almost worse to stay home. At least people kept it interesting and his mind off the worst. One evil was no greater than the other and he knew that too well. 

As he stood, polishing the glasses on the rack, he recognized the chime of the regular night crowd and let out a deep breath. Game time.

“Welcome to Lucky’s! I’ll be right with you!” He called, turning on his usual charm as he set the glass right back where it belonged. A part of him was really hoping for one of his regulars as he turned the corner to see who it was.

[takecarc]

❛ ✯ ┋ open starter ( @mistystarters​​ )◞

location: lucky’s tavern

                 she’d woken up in a sweating frenzy, body jolting into a seated position as she attempted to regulate her breathing back into a state that allowed for the intake of oxygen like a normal, functioning human being. nightmares were a recurring matter in her routine, an event mallory was obliged to get used to --- she’d been forced to endure worst things in life, so it was nothing she couldn’t handle. which wasn’t to say they were always easy to shake off, a chilling feeling in her bones accompanying her throughout the rest of the day ... and then news broke. of henry fritz’s body. it made sense now, the tightness around her throat, the eerie sensation that something bad was about to happen. “hey ...” quietly calling out to the person sitting by the counter, the blonde looks over her shoulder to make sure her boss wasn’t watching. “next round is on the house. i think we’re all needing some liquid courage, aye?” 

[jessie-list]

Jessie would get the movie script from an upcoming movie she is gonna be in and starts to go over the lines. and can use someones help then she looks at the person next to her with a smile. "Do you mind helping me go over some lines with me?" she asked them. @mistystarters​