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[motherdrea]

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It had been another late night in the Nailed It workshop, Andrea had been up until three am trying to finish a custom piece that needed to be collected the following day, so of course it meant that she didn’t climb into bed till four that morning. The last thing she wanted to be hearing while she drifted through dreamland and caught up on some much needed sleep, was her mobile phone. 

Reaching out from under her duvet and braving the cold while refusing to open her eyes and risk waking herself up completely, Andrea patted her bedside table until she managed to find where she had put down her phone when she’d got in. More than anything she wanted to through her phone until it stopped making noise and allowed her to go back to sleep, instead she hit the accept call. “Hello?” Her tone came out half asleep and drowsy.

[thistlejamie]

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Seeing a gorgeous puppy running around the streets without an owner had been the deciding factor on dragging Jamie out of the comfort of her house and the warmth that accompanied it. She’d had enough sense about her to grab her knitted hat and scarf before leaving to try and give her some kind of heat as she walked the streets trying to locate the poor thing. 

It had been about half an hour since the blonde had been out and had seen the dog three times, yet every time she had gotten close, the bundle of fluff darted in the opposite direction determined not to be caught. It was getting to the point that Jamie was worried it would be caught by a car and hurt, which was the whole reason she hadn’t given up yet. Seeing another person in the street had her pace slowing as she noticed he seemed to be waving her down and attempting to get her attention. Her head tilted ever so slightly as she took him in and eyes widening as she realised who it was causing her cheeks to redden, which she hoped could jut be accountable to the chill. 

“I-- uh, yes. He doesn’t seem to want to be caught though. Is he yours?”

[carterash]

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It had been a long night of marking as Ashton sat up waiting for his father to return home, he’d noticed that it had started to become a habit staying out late and returning at weird hours of the night. He felt as if he couldn’t say anything and that he just needed to give him space, time to grieve in his own way, though it didn’t make things any easier considering how close the two were.

Hearing a key in the front door moments before it opened, Ashton placed his pen down on the table and looked up at the doorway he knew Noah would come through and let out a sigh as he could smell the alcohol straight away. It was one of the smells that he was able to pick up on quickly, especially considering his history. “You’re drunk.”

[katiemcmorgan]

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The unexpected voice had Katherine freezing on the spot knowing that she had been caught and couldn’t exactly talk herself out of this so easily. The brief thought flashed through her mind of if she doesn’t move then maybe he’ll move on, of course she wasn’t that naive but she could wish. Knowing that it would be more difficult to climb out now that she was half way through, there was only one thing left for her to do and carry on through the window and lower herself down. Dropping down, she glanced round the room to see if there was anything to stand on and spotted a box that she could push over to give her the boost to see through the window. “Er-- Hey Mr Carter. How’s things?” An awkward laugh slipped from her lips.