#phoebeyates

[mctildatautou]

𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : downtown 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 : @phoebeyates Matilda and Phoebe had just wrapped up a huge breakfast at Amelie’s, each of them savoring their own dish with something sweet in the middle. It was the perfect way to start any morning. Though she didn’t often voice it, Matilda was intensely grateful for the friends she’d made in recent years.

"Did you hear that guy at the corner table?" Matilda asked as they stepped out of the restaurant. "He was definitely having a convo that did not belong at a restaurant table." She paused just outside the restaurant's door and turned to Phoebe. "Also, I'm heading to Skyline. If you’re not busy, come with me. I’ll even buy you to a pretzel and fill you in on my nonexistent love life."

[parkerlcwis]

location — the jagged yard.

character — @phoebeyates

Genuine happiness had felt like a stretch for a long while. She'd avoided needing anyone and had settled for the seclusion of her cabin in the woods and the pretty view it offered to the mountains above. Old friendships had been enough for her and so had the bottles of wine and whiskey she interchanged. However, the last year had proven her theories all wrong. Putting herself out there for a new flame and friendships had been well worth the risk. So much that she was left with only regret that she hadn't done it sooner. The park ranger had shown up early to the bar where she'd agreed to meet one of her newer friends, though nothing felt new between herself and the other. They'd hit it off in an instance over a nerds rope, a day that Parker couldn't forget even if she'd tried. After a few looks over her shoulder, she spotted Phoebe, leaving her to turn and offer a wave and smile. "Got us the best seat in the house." Front and center at the bar, the main attention. "What are we drinking?"

[parkerlcwis]

location — the bonfire bash of 2023.

character — @phoebeyates

"Don't tell anyone, but I put a reese's cup and a hershey bar in my s'mores." It was a sugar rush her father had taught her as a kid. He'd made a joke about not telling her mother, but the woman had always beamed a smile in their direction as the two of them made a mess with all the melted chocolate in between. "It's the best and only way to enjoy one if you ask me. And I don't believe in burning the marshmallow to a crisp. I know, I'm just full of unpopular opinions tonight. You want me to make you one? I promise, you won't regret it."

[khalilhassan]

Khalil: hey, i know we haven't set anything for our bike riding lesson, but i just stumbled across a moving sale and this guy has a bike for sale and he said it would be the perfect fit for me. Khalil: no, i didn't tell him i couldn't ride and no, i don't plan on trying. Khalil: he wants fifty bucks for it? says he paid over three hundred a couple of years ago. looks brand new except for one of the pedals have a deep scrape on them. i don't know anything about these things.

@phoebeyates

[khalilhassan]

location — open mic night, deja brew.

character — @phoebeyates

It wasn't his fault he'd had a few drinks before stopping by the coffee shop, nor was his fault the buzz that ran through his system had him all too tempted to take the stage himself. Instead, he'd opted for a black coffee while he watched each and every performer give their best shot at crowd amusement. "You know, I've been known to kill some karaoke in my day, but I don't think that's the kind of performance they're looking for tonight and it's a shame, really. I guess I'll have to leave the stage to the real talent. Are you going up tonight?"

[max-cortez]

location — the jagged yard

character — @phoebeyates

While there were some clients he never bothered talking to again, there were those that he couldn't help but to check in on after the fact. "Knock knock," he hummed quietly as knuckles rapped against the wooden bartop at the woman's side. "Are either of these seats taken? And does it make a difference if I offer to buy the next round?" He was joking, of course, except he would buy the next round if she didn't mind his company. "I'll even pitch in two rounds if that's what it takes, but my limit is three, maybe four."

[nadiamorgan]

location — carnival games

character — @phoebeyates

"What are the odds I spend all of my money trying to win a stuffed animal? If you say high, well, I'd say you're absolutely right. I've always sucked at games. You'd think that for someone as competitive as I am, I'd be good, but nope." She smiled as she looked over the countless carnival games, each one offering a different kind of scam that only a few people would be lucky enough to beat. "I swear, I think that most of these games just take dumb luck. Which, I don't have a whole lot of these days." She'd cashed out her good karma years ago and now she was paying the price for the awful choices she'd made. "So, which game should we inevitably fall to first?"

[mayxlee]

location: bighorn hills

character: @phoebeyates​​ & maya.

Maya was in a hurry, trying to juggle a million things at once. She had a pile of work to get through, errands to run, and appointments to keep before stopping by her mom's house to help her with a box of old belongings. As she walked down the street, her eyes were glued to the papers in her hand, trying to figure out the deadlines of the upcoming projects and thinking that something was wrong. With that thought in her mind, the brunette didn't notice the person coming towards her until it was too late. With a sudden thud, Maya bumped into the stranger, causing both of them to stumble. Mortified, dark hues glanced over at the young woman, as her face turned red. "Oh my God -- I'm so sorry. I didn't realize I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going."