#ofhungers

[ofhowls]

Beatrice had a talent. A singular skill that made her stand out from all the rest. But it wasn’t her singing voice, actually it was horrendous, nor was it her capability to tie a cherry stem with her tongue, but it was pretty damn impressive. No, it was her surprising expertise in pretending sexual encounters had never taken place. Not in the way that she was actively suppressing them, but in the sense that she could carry on conversations with past mistakes without the topic of said mishaps being brought up. Long story short, she simply didn’t care enough. While one person would DREAD being sent to the shop owned by their ex-best friend’s ex-boyfriend’s father, a mouthful in more ways than one, whom you bumped uglies with two years ago, Tris was only bothered by her workload exceeding her daily limit. Inhibitions were non-existent, too. Minding her own had never been up on the list of talents. Wallet in hand, nose scrunched as he rang her up. “ You know you REEK … don’t you? For fucks sake, it’s not even noon. ” / @ofhungers

[glcryborn]

— a starter for ANGELINA ROYAL ( @ofhungers )

He DEFINITELY shouldn’t have hired the pretty, red-haired, seventeen year old to work here but ... Sully just couldn’t say no. It felt almost HYPOCRITICAL for someone who used to hate hearing the word for himself. Besides, teenagers were always in need for a job and she was a regular at the bookstore anyways — he was only helping her out. Really. Carrying the box filled with new arrivals, he lowered himself to set them down at her feet and scratched at his temple as he rose back up. He had never really been good with words VERBALLY, especially when it came to explaining things, but he supposed he’d have to try. ❝ Erm, so, you probably know all this stuff, don’t you? You’ve certainly been here enough times .. but I guess, just to make sure, sort ‘em by GENRE then in alphabetical order of the author’s last name, blah, blah. Basic stuff, ❞ he gave a casual shrug as he looked at her, wondering if she was even LISTENING. ❝ Think ye can handle it? ❞   

[ofhowls]

Quentin might not be a people person and he might not be approachable in the common sense of the word, but he wasn’t creepy. Incredibly far from it, too. At least in the eyes of the brunette. And wasn’t she the one with the best perspective on the matter? “ Angie! ” Cutting her friend off, her initial leap to the boy’s defence an obvious tell-tale sign for something other than general manners. “ He’s … he seems nice. I mean, I don’t know him -- that well. But he can’t be that bad. ” Leaning back into her seat, eyes settle on her half-empty mug of much needed caffeine, actively avoiding the penetrating gaze of her best friend. She was being ridiculous. Telling Angelina would be less painful than this, though painful nonetheless. So, eyes find her friend’s once more: poker face activated, even if it’s a poor one. “ Don’t judge a book by its cover, y’know? He could be a great guy and you’d never know ‘cause you’ve got these … presumptions about someone you don’t even know. Maybe he’s, like, really cool. Or something. ” / @ofhungers

[ofhowls]

He’d allowed for a month to pass : one month of seeking new living situations, one month of processing their new future. One month of not speaking to his father more than absolutely necessary. And details of his life were kept from the older, not that Robert Talbot had ever had much of an interest. He wanted to be sure, absolutely certain, and he needed the interaction to unfold in the best way possible. His father was unpredictable, and volatile at times. One drink too many and Mickey wasn’t sure where he stood. A shift picked up at the hardware store, a place of employment avoided for the most part these past couple of weeks, and he waits most of the day before starting up a genuine conversation. Shelves are near perfectly organised at this point though his focus from screws & nails never dwindle. Thirty years old and his older still put Mikhail on edge. “ How you been? ” / @ofhungers

[ofhowls]

She is as selfish as she is unkind. Hardships and setbacks reacted to strongly and volatile. She is as entitled as she is bellicose. An hour had passed on the library computer and she’d gotten up. To peruse the magazines and to stretch her legs. An hour had passed and her time had been up. Didn’t mean her little stroll through the stocked shelves was one last cruise through the library, though, she was circling back to it. The computer, that was. But eyes narrow at the sight of her seat taken & brows crease in annoyance. Arms cross, a petite brunette marching towards her rightful spot. “ Hey! Are you stupid? I was using that. ” / @ofhungers

[glcryborn]

— a starter for CAROLINE CRANE ( @ofhungers​ )

The door to her office is ajar and for a moment, Javier hesitates, stopping right before it. He shouldn’t be doing this, he knows — he’s asked too much of her already. But to his dismay, he doesn’t really have much of a choice. Hospitals are too public and anyways, the doctors are too nosy — well, with the exception of Caroline. Giving a sigh, he pushes lightly at her door and takes a step inside of her office. He supposes he should just be thankful that she hasn’t turned him away yet. ❝ I’m sorry to bother you at work, doctor, ❞ he begins, his voice low. Javier glances at her for a moment but avoids direct eye contact and instead, focuses his green hues on the little knick-knacks on her desk. He’s never really approached her in the daylight before, usually only needing her help at nights. It’s odd, for some reason the guilt and embarrassment he carries feels heavier. ❝ I just came by to ask for the name of that anti-septic you used last night, it — um, it worked very well . ❞ 

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