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[ateswrites]

“It’s three in the morning, you know that right?” Bobby says, his tone thick with sleep; he hadn’t been asleep but he wanted to be. “What’s going on?” ( @prcvstarters​ )

[darreth-thehand]

When Leon had inspiration strike him in his sleep, it was hard for him to ignore it. Especially since the one he was with caused said inspiration. It had been a couple of hours since they had their fun, but watching the other sleeping, so peaceful, beautiful, Leon sat his naked body up and got his sketch pad. Turning on the lamp next to the bed, he picked up a piece of charcoal and began sketching away, every now and then looking at his sleeping guest, smiling softly. He didn’t have to look a long time, one of his gifts as an artist was he had photographic memory. He caught ever bit of detail of the other, translating it into the sketch on his pad. He did notice the other stir and he chuckled. “I didn’t wanna wake you,” he said, reaching over with his clean fingered hand to brush the other’s hair, “ You’ve only been asleep for a couple hours.”

[jamiegibbs]

“Question, would you mind trying out my new cookie recipe, or is someone asking you this too strange?”

[mechcnics]

whenever his father took the day off and left kai in change of the garage, he always tried to make the best of it. he loved working on cars so it wasn’t a bad thing but he got to have a little more fun when he wasn’t under the supervision of his dad who was a bit conservative. blunt tucked behind his ear, kai closed the hood of the customers car before wiping his hands of the grease from the car. “ alright - “ the young man threw the greasy rag over his shoulder before turning his attention to the owner of the car who was waiting for their options. “ luckily this is an easy fix, we just have to keep it overnight and it should be done by tomorrow night. “ he explained before remembering his fathers voice in his head that was yelling at him to be more hospitable because that always brought customers back. “ do you want any coffee or water? i got a blunt too? “ kai offered with a little wiggle of his eyebrows.

[aznintown]

It was that time of the month when Symon’s barista checks and tips just didn’t cover the bills enough. He dressed in his nicest and tightest suit, walked into a club known for having plenty of escorts walk around and ordered himself a drink. He typically spent the first twenty minutes trying to see if this place was being watched by pimps, they didn’t tend to allow solo escorts. So far he couldn’t spot one. He walked around, looking at all the people before deciding to try out the first person he came to. “You’re looking lonely tonight,” he teased as he leaned against the bar rather than sitting down. “What are you drinking?” he asked as he looked the ma over once, trying to get a feel for him. He knew that most clients ranged, so judging someone by their clothes didn’t work a lot of the times. If anything, if they wore too nice of clothes they would fellow escorts. But his hopes were high that perhaps this person would be able to help him out tonight and he could help him in return.

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[lucathat]

        ——— s t a r t . |  open

Sure, it’s gonna rain still—that’s what puts the England in New England. In fact, Luca can still feel it in the fiber of his being and in the fibers of his flannel shirt. But at the very least, it wasn’t freezing. Ish. Though he’d count his blessings for the moment, actually—that while it’s still under tens, at least it’s not below zero. And soon enough they’d be all snuffed up with pollen come springtime—which is good. For Brawnhouse at least. That with the promise of better weather for that half of the year, Luca just knows he’s slowly teetering up the peak season. It was the reason why he found himself in one of the cafés, waiting for his drink—his days were numbered as far as long morning walks. Couldn’t say the same for his favorite—with the first sign of spring, its days were up.

“They should put up Pumpkin Spice Lattes for a longer time --------- that or their Christmas Peppermint special…” Luca hummed, broad shoulders flexing wide as he folded his arms across his chest as he took a spot on the aside the counter; a good one at that as it was all toasty and warm despite the nearby window that painted the early morning scene of Providence.

[xbenwilson]

Ben was trying to do as prescribed and “get out more” and “meet new people”, but found they weren’t terribly good at it. An open mic night had sounded like an actually great idea - they loved the arts - but after the fourth poem they’d found themselves literally nodding off at the counter and had to order a strong coffee. Apparently, the answer to years of insomnia was a recording of amateur poetry who woulda guessed, but they felt like a giant ass and sat up a little straighter before wincing and glancing behind them to make sure they weren’t blocking the view and found they were. “Sorry.” they whispered, hunching down a little more before kicking themselves mentally as they caught themselves checking the clock to try and count down when they could escape for a cigarette and an actual drink. 

[jamiegibbs]

"Can you believe that? People are being so rude today on the streets. This man just asked if I’ve ever had my prostate exam. I didn’t know you needed to take a test to have sex for money, I really hope there’s no math riddles involved.”