#queensstarter

[yunxminho]

Most of Matt’s life was spent in his bakery, and today was no different. There was a lull in customers between lunch and the rush of people going home from work, so Matt was leaning up against the counter, texting. Usually, he wasn’t one to do so, but one of his best friends, Derek, was so many time zones away from him that he had to take advantage of when they could talk. With a grin of his face and fully immersed in his phone, Matt didn’t notice somebody standing in front of him until there was somebody waiting for him at the counter. Immediately, his cheeks flushed and he hastily pushed his phone into his pocket. “I’m so sorry, what can I get you?”

[queensnoah]

Noah was a little off in his own world. After he closed the bar for the night he was just walking around aimlessly with his ears plugged and a large coat covering most of his body. He was too restless to be walking straight home so he thought he could explore around and allow his feet to just take the wheel. He was tired. He had been decorating his own joint a lot to match the feel of October. He was terrible at it but he was trying his best. It all made him feel more jaded than usual but it was too early for him to sleep. Lost in his own thoughts he didn’t realize he was walking into someone. He felt the bump on his shoulder and gasped. He pulled off his earpieces and started shaking his head apologetically. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve paid more attention. Are you okay?” He asked with his tone filled with worry. 

[yourqueenpax]

Starting over in a new city was difficult and Pax had been doing it on a small scale for the past few months, so the joy he felt at being settled in New York City again was immeasurable. His apartment was there, his kitten (who was now too big to be considered a kitten) was there, even his brother was there, though Pax wasn’t sure how much he counted that as a positive. Pax’s relationship with Rusty was tumultuous at best, but they were getting a little better all the time. In the spirit of returning to New York, Pax decided to take himself on a walk. He was still on that walk when he caught sight of what looked like somebody paying a bit too much attention to him. “You know, if you want a picture all you have to do is ask,” he laughed, “I don’t mind."

[queensthomas]

To most people this might look very awkward or even unnerving. Thomas was sitting on a bench at the park and his eyes were glued on his phone screen. He had his earbuds attached to him but if one passed by looking close enough they would be able to see that a rather sensual scene playing there. Maybe even whoever it was sitting next to him. He was watching his own scene. Himself, one guy and one girl having a heated intercourse. This didn’t make him feel anything in particular as he was only doing it to analyze his own work hence the laziness in his eyes. He sighed after a few seconds. “Damnit.... I totally exaggerated that one.” He mumbled outloud. He didn’t realize that someone had approached or rather, caught him. 

[ryanjamvson]

Ryan wasn’t really a rave guy. He’d always been more of a high-end person, only going to clubs he considered superiour. He wanted to dip in and try something new though. Maybe he would be able to form some new connections here. He enjoyed being adventurous afterall. He wasn’t here for the drugs or even the drinks, he just wanted to survey what was happening. Leaning on one of the graffiti filled walls, he looked over to the crowd and saw many of them pushing one another already. One seemed out of place so he approached them with a charming smile. “You look a little lost.” The male stripper greeted. “Need a place to hide?” 

[qrpelias]

His body surrounded by green grass, Elias rolls over to one side. His right one to be exact. It’s obvious he’s already baked as all get out and he’s grinning in the direction of nothing in particular, his blunt still emanating smoke as it’s pinched between his index finger and thumb. He’s feeling sleepy but his thoughts are wheeling around, keeping him awake for some reason. Sighing happily, he sits up and takes another deep inhale. He hums it out then turns to his latest victim. “Hey. Want a hit?” He offers.

[carmxn-astra]

Carmen stared down at the sheets in her hands, before tossing them across the cafe. Dramatic, maybe, but she was stressed. “What?” she snapped to the person, who she had caught staring at her. “Biology sucks.” She got up and collected the papers, setting them on the table and running her hands through her hair. “Do you happen to know what stage of cell division anaphase is?”

[janegera]

Jane sat on the floor of the gender-neutral bathroom inside a hip, Bushwick bar. She didn’t care how dirty it was or if she even locked the door. She went back on months of sobriety with a few sips from a drink she shouldn’t have ordered, and she was in pieces. She was crying to the muffled sound of the bar’s radio, snot running out her nose and letting every noise out.