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like for a lyric starter ? i need more things to do .
despite the regular monthly cash flow he received from his parents back home, cesar had never been somebody to sit around and do NOTHING with his time. he was indefatigable by nature, so although he could EASILY live off his parents' cash - he found himself picking up a part-time job wherever he decided to settle. in vancouver, he'd decided to pick up a bar job. the pay was decent, and chatting to customers came easily to him ( and if he was particularly charming he could earn himself a hefty amount in tips by the end of the night ) this specific evening, the bar has been uncharacteristically DEAD. he's feeling rather antsy until he hears the door slam shut, indicating somebody has stepped foot inside. ' buenas noches ' he lifts his head, soft curls framing his face that he briskly pushes back with finger-tips; lips tugged into a welcoming smile. ' take a seat. i could use some company '
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* INDI ; waddup so i’m tryna do some “ community service ” for the whole complex * INDI ; noah & i are doing a medicated thanksgiving dinner to mellow the holidays * INDI ; it’s not friendgsiving bc that word makes me lose brain cells BUT ! * INDI ; do i count u on the guest list or not
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raven hair is tossed over her shoulder almost aggressively as bridie collapses onto the staircase, gloss-coated lips forming a puerile pout. ' i'm fuckin’ PISSED. ' she declares to the nearest, unsuspecting bypasser, raising her glare from her phone with a disgruntled huff. ' i got fired - or let go - AGAIN. apparently some nitwit thought it would be a good idea to show my boss a video of me dancing on a table taken at 4am last night. which, y'know, would be FINE - if i hadn't called in to say i needed to take the morning off because my great aunt had passed away. ’ she rolls her eyes, ‘ and to make things worse i've lost my key '