#ribs:start

[calebwaldorf-blog]

“... and now everyone’s got baby fever.” with a bewitching smirk, caleb held eye contact with the hysterical infant insisting on a fraction of her mother’s croissant across the café. honestly, wasn’t there a curfew or something? had he been the one stomping his feet and demanding a baked good at the top of his lungs, surely someone would intervene. “we’re not staying here all night, are we?”

[shilvh-blog]

“---AND THEN, get a load of this. The most strangest thing happened to me while using the loo about twenty or so minutes ago. . .” the boy paused in breath, anticipation nibbling at the tip of his tongue while he spoke at a medium volume on the phone. “. . .accidentally made eye contact with the person through the cubicle beside me in the door crack and---” his sentence once again paused, but this time in disruption of cackling laughter on the other end of the phone. He couldn’t help but quietly chuckle himself before continuing, “That’s not even the worse part, mind you. I didn’t know what to do, so I blew him a kiss instead.” That gained more rapturous laughter from the end of the line, in which case he had to pull the phone away from his ear long enough to avoid a hearing loss situation. Putting the cellphone back up to his eardrum, he could still hear the remnants of his older brother’s laughter dying down and the teasing joke of ‘only funny shit like that happens to someone as dull as you’. Couldn’t help but roll his eyes as he also teasingly fired back, “Oh piss off, you wank. You’re only saying that because I’m actually having fun while you’re stuck in the gloom and doom.” His brother grumbled something unintelligible while calling him a git, but laughed in the process. Glancing down at his watch, he quickly realized he would be a bit late for his gym time. “Listen, sorry to run off so soon but I have to get to the gym before noon. Tell mum and dad I give them my best and that I shall speak with them as soon as I’m able. Have a goodnight, King, I miss you.” With that, he ended the call with a sigh and glanced over to see a person sitting a seat away from his table. Curious, he leaned over slightly and whispered, “If by chance you heard any of that, in my defense, I was at a loss. Besides, I probably wasn’t their type anyhow, so their loss more than likely.” He joked, almost turning red at the thought of somehow meeting his soulmate in a toilet.

[lsehic]

a frustrated sigh left her lips as she pushed her laptop away, her finger pressed down on the ‘backspace’ button as she did so. she watched as the words she had typed up disappeared, half of her secretly wishing that she had never agreed to help her father in the first place and the other half wishing she hadn’t gone out last night. it couldn’t have been so difficult, writing up a business plan for the second quarter of the new year, she had written up hundreds of them. and yet here she was, sitting in the corner of some coffee shop and already on her third cup of coffee, and no closer to being done than she was three hours ago. deciding that it was time for a forth cup she stood up, the pile of papers that had been resting on her lap now sprawled out across the floor of the coffee shop. “oh you must be fucking kidding me.” 

[lsehic]

CLOSED STARTER CALL -- like this post && I’ll try my hardest to come up with a starter for our muses x

[irvscibles-blog]

“ fair enough, it looks like we have a deal. ” his words were hushed, in attempt to keep the conversation between them. sliding his hand into his back pocket to retrieve the small bag, he reached for the wad of cash that was to be given in exchange for the drugs. after passing over the baggie, he swiftly pivoted on his heel and made way out of the alley, hazel optics glued to the cash as he counted through it. little to his knowledge that he’d been walking straight into a busy mass of people are stumbled right into one of them. “ asshole... look where you’re going next time, huh? ” he spat towards the latter, rolling his eyes as he returned back to the cash in his hand.