Feb 16
closed for: @xlalitax
where: anywhere u want <3
"Are congratulations in order yet?"
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closed for: @xlalitax
where: anywhere u want <3
"Are congratulations in order yet?"
closed for: @theawells
where: their mom's house
With Daphne excusing herself from the living room to go and take a headache induced nap -- she seemed to do that every time Buddy dropped in unannounced -- he finds himself left behind with the sister he's convinced would least like to be stuck in his presence.
"So," He says as he peels off the soggy label of his half-drank beer with the nail of his thumb, "How is it being back? Weird, or?"
closed for: @greengideon
where: the diner
The only thing worse than first day jitters were first day jitters combined with a secret being held. Easy's sudden pivot into cooking and seeking a job at the diner had been neither random nor a passion pursuit, it had been the most neutral way he could think of to get to know the owner without raising any suspicions.
The owner that was now officially his new boss.
"Hey," He greets after knocking on his office door lightly (two entire minutes after he had first stood outside it), hoping that being fifteen minutes early would be an inconvenience to him, "I'm ready whenever you are for this tour."
closed for: @scottienolan
where and when: baz howlett's, june 18th
"Okay." Ziggy says curtly when he manages to seize a moment to speak in between the man who had opened the door's ranting, surprised to find a vaguely familiar face. He knew of Baz Howlett which was why he made a diligent effort to avoid him. "Sure."
He's not a fan of all of the profanities he used when he explained that he wanted Scottie out of his house but after catching sight of empty bottles and white powders in his peripheral when he had stepped inside, he knew it was a bad idea to pick an argument with an irritated man on a comedown.
Descending up the stairs with a feeling of brief relief when he can hear only his own footsteps and not Baz's, he takes a guess that the only closed door was the room where his friend was.
Shutting the door behind him gently, he gives her a small wave as he makes his way over to the bed, taking careful steps to not snap an ankle by accidentally stepping on a discarded beer bottle on the floor.
"Hi baby," He says softly as he takes a seat on the edge of the bed she was sitting up in, a feeling of unease sitting in the pit of his stomach as he tries to decipher what he had walked into, "Looks like it's been quite the night. Are you okay?"
closed for: @macaulaymontgomery
where: their apartment
"How's your day looking? Are you free to go on an important quest with me?"
closed for: @scottienolan
where: on the porch of their place @ fisher's cove
In the absence of a bottle opener, Atlas hooks the lid of one ice-cold beer against the lid of the second one and cranks it with enough force that it sends the cap flying off onto the porch floor beneath his feet.
He then holds the opened beer between his knees and carefully lines the edge of the cap of the second one up against the mouth and thrusts it downward with enough forced the second cap goes flying in the same manner.
With Chessie in mind, he gathers them both with his foot and rests it on top of them as he leans over in his chair to pass one of the beers to his sister.
"Got something to tell you and I don't want you to be a gloating bitch about it even though I know you will be."
closed: @benj-hyun
location: boardwalk
Maybe it was a little fucked, but Laurel couldn't help but feel a kernel of excitement as she approached Ben on the boardwalk with two beers stuffed into koozies, as promised. There was concern, sure — she wasn't a total asshole — but the slightly morbid curiosity was winning out.
She wondered if this is what high school would've felt like, if high school had been anything but terrible.
"You look like shit," they commented plainly as they took a seat on a bench next to Ben and handed over his beer. "You wanna get right into it or would you rather just drink in silence for a minute?"
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Astrid: mfw my favorite brother doesn't pick up his phone when his favorite sister wants to wish him happy bday @maverick-liu