#p:griffin

[gwenrogers-blog1]

(At Least This Isn’t) The Real World \\ Gwen & Griffin

It was rather unfortunate that Gwen looked forward to the weekends as much as she did, in her opinion. She knew that this was going to be the rest of her life and she needed to get used to only having two days of freedom for whatever she wanted to do per week, but part of her hated that she needed to conform to society’s expectation of what a normal and good life looked like. Well, she decided with a shrug, it really wouldn’t be right to dwell on it at the current moment and ruin the start of her weekend that had started after her last class had gotten out on Friday. She had walked back to the common room to dump her bag off and change out of her robes. 

She thought about exploring the castle some as she left her room and came back down to the common room, but the room was empty and the couch looked really comfortable. She decided a relaxing time was in order and jumped onto the couch, spreading out across it and jamming  a pillow under her neck. She had just gotten comfortable when the common room door swung open and loud voices filtered in. She groaned but couldn’t be too upset, it was a public room after all. She was just about to get up and actually do something when someone said her name and she opened her eyes to find Griffin standing above her. She grinned up at him.

“What’s up?” she asked as she propped herself on her elbows so she wasn’t completely lying down anymore.

[wtftroye-blog]

phone call ☏ griffin

Troye: [she sighs and picks up the phone to dial Griffin's number.] Gods,I know you're in Winter Wonderland or something and all but pick up...

[lmaojacky]

coffee break for two // griffin and jacky

Today had been an amazing day at work for Jacky. She worked at a local crèche and all of her favourite kids had been in attendance and although they were not meant to pick them out, she couldn't help it. Despite that though, she loved all the children and there was not a single second she regretted taking this job. Even that one time a kid got paint all over her new jeans, she didn't make a fuss and instead just joined in. 'To work with kids,' Jacky always said, 'You've got to think like them.'

It was nice for a change to have somewhere to be that she was invited along to for once, rather than just crashing whatever Brielle was doing. When 'invited' was usually mentioned around Jacky it meant one of two things: the event was a party or she'd taken it upon herself to initiate it. This coffee time of sorts was definitely of the second variety but she was excited that it would be with her -fairly- new friend, Griffin. She felt it was important that they discuss what was happening on Friday whether he knew he was going or not. When Jacky wanted something, Jacky got it due to her persistent annoyance levels much alike to that of a fly buzzing around your ear.

Skipping along towards Chloe's Cafe, a small but pretty establishment on her side of town, she took the time to think over what her gameplan could even be. It was clear that although Griffin appeared to have sweet intentions, he wasn't the most well versed in the extroverted social settings that Jacky, herself, excelled in. He was hot though and she allowed herself that though before stifling a little laugh. With a couple of tips from her and most definitely her connections, she just knew that he'd have fun in no time.

It was only a few, mere half-seconds from the bell ringing as she entered to her spotting the boy and bounding towards him with a big smile on her face. Griffin had picked a nice table near the corner of the room, probably so it was easier to talk. This place had a tendency to get busier after the usual shift times occurred; people always wanted their coffee to get them through late night paperwork or picking up the kids, for Griffin though, it appeared his awful sleeping habits were the cause. His appearance didn't show the late nights effect all that much and Jacky was a little jealous once she'd placed her bag near her feet and got a real look at him again.

"I'll take a hazelnut macchiato if you don't mind," Jacky spoke, getting to the point quickly, a child-like beam on her face. It was a typical way of her to be so assertive; she wasn't into beating around the bush unless it pissed someone off and she took a beat to think of James as the thought flitted across her mind. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly to try and emphasise the fact she'd used her sweetest voice and it never once crossed her mind to remember the word 'please'.