#portland.starter

[gabby-hess-blog]

“So here’s the thing––and you can disagree with me all you want––but I’m pretty sure the type of people that tell you it’s not good to eat an entire box of Girl Scout cookies in one sitting is exactly the kind of negativity you don’t need in your life,” Gabby mused as she took a bite of a Thin Mint. “Do you want to order any? My niece is selling some––Samoas, Tagalongs, you name it.”

[sabrina-bishop]

Touring was exhausting, especially after late shows with even later dinners and parties. Things Sab never really cared for; her main focus was being the best on stage not attending celebrations afterward. However, for the first time since the company's tour began the dancer was excited about a stop. They'd stay here a while and she'd finally have a chance to take a look at the empty studio in town. "Oh! I'm sorry," the brunette breathed out in surprise as she bumped into someone, one of the boxes on hand immediately hitting the ground with the impact. "I didn't see you there," she apologized once more before bending over to pick up her now scattered pointe shoes from the ground.

[lozcrawford]

“Are you judging?” The brunette playfully teased as she took a sip from her rum & coke after her shift at the hospital. “You’d think I’d learn huh? You know, healthy lifestyle and all that good shit, yet I’m here. Every night, drinking this stuff.” Lauren rambled - nothing unusual for the small woman. “I think it’s the coke I love, not even the rum.” 

[tess-atwood]

“ My God. ” Tessa let out after one of the waiters had explained to her just how expensive the wine they were serving was. “ One bottle of this is worth just about one month’s rent. ” The blonde was definitely not in her element at the gala, but was forced to go by her boss. After all, it was so kind of the hospital to invite the members who worked on the project for the hospital’s digitalisation process. “ So how many organs did you have to sell to get in here? ” Tessa wondered as she glanced at the person next to her. 

[louisedevereuxarchive]

Desperately running across her lawn, Lou looked under all of her hydrangea bushes, hoping to catch a glimpse of the ruffled feathered hen. Oh, she was such an idiot! Normally, she was so good at locking up the chicken coop after feeding them. Yet somehow she hadn’t latched the lock properly, resulting in Amelia Egghart escaping the coop. Suddenly, the red hen hopped over her fence and onto the sidewalk. Nearly knocking a poor pedestrian over, Lou sprinted to scoop up the clucking hen before she ran into the street. “Naughty girl.” Lou huffed, placing her under the arm as she smoothed her feathers. “Sorry about that... I normally have better manners than that, but as you can see it was a life and death situation.” 

[gillian-march-blog]

The moment her best friend Sophie abandoned her for the guy she’s just met, Gillian knew she had to get creative and come up with an idea to entertain herself. Even though she was five drinks in, she was still sober and terribly bored. Approaching the nearest person, she started speaking with the fakest smile anyone could form. “Gosh, that top is heaven. Where did you get it? I love it.”

[oliverschulz]

“I know that we should all be used to this by now but I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that some people have the balls to do this.” Oliver shook his head, witness the millionth person in the month alone riding around in a unicycle completely naked. It wasn’t rare to see something like that in Portland. “But also, part of me is thinking that we should all take that chance and expose or ourselves.” He hummed, his body language changing in a way to seem like he was being serious. 

[octi-b-blog]

This is what she wanted, a fresh start in a new place where nobody knew her name or her past. A place where she could start over and really devote her time to her career. She had always wanted to help people, and while along the way her focus became all about herself, Octavia was now rededicating her life to her mission. Of course, the downside was having no friends, no comfort spots and no favorite restaurants. She was even turning over a new leaf with her diet, trying to eat healthy and work out regularly to stay in shape, but knowing what tasted good and where was proving to be difficult. She could barely cook, but even she knew she could make better food than what she was currently poking at. The dry chicken breast and bland vegetables were enough to make her lost her appetite, but she took the opportunity to do something good with it, turning to another diner who like her, had been eating alone and hoping to strike up conversation. “ How’s yours?” She threw out as an ice breaker. “ Mine’s pretty cardboard-y and I wouldn’t hate a little more flavor. “