#shqstart

[erostark]

“Okay, okay. So I know it’s been a few days, but some of you fools must have gotten all worked up over Valentine’s Day and forgotten that it was a certain someone's birthday. I’m talkin’ about me, by the way. Obviously. Late gifts are just as good though, so now would be the perfect time to repent for your sins....”

[codenamealce-blog]

“Either the mail man is having a day off, or they couldn’t find a truck big enough for all the ones addressed to me, because there is like, a total lack of cards and gifts right now and that’s the only explanation that makes any sense.”

[agenturania-blog]

“ just think about this for a second---we still don’t know what’s at the bottom of the ocean. ” and somewhere in the united states of america, her mother is tripping over the fact that she still talks with her mouth full. but the realization ( or rather, the reminder ) popped in her mind all of the sudden, and it had gained her full, undivided attention; that’s why reaching out to the nearest person to discuss became the mission she intended to accomplish. “ i have freakin’ goosebumps and my heart’s already tryin’ to get out of my chest---it’s insane to think about. but, by all means, think about it. ”

[satyrhater]

“fuckin’ bastard shot me bike ta shit, and he did on purpose the fuckin’ cunt. i mean ya sure he also shot a lot’a people i know but that’s not my fault...i’ve been tryin’ ta tell ya me brother is bad news. touched in the head a bit, me father used ta say.” he paused, and then looked up at the person standing over him as he worked on his trashed motorcycle. “...anything i miss?”

[agentcaerus-blog]

“What? Yeah-- sorry, I was just-- just thinkin’.” Agent Caerus gave a curt nod. Never in a million years did Jem Crouch think he’d ever be fresh out of a divorce case. “You want a drink? Here, it’ll be on me.” He spoke darkly as he waved down the bartender.

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera wasn’t in any kind of a good mood, even though sparring usually helped her attitude. However, this wasn’t a typical kind of day and everything that surrounded her seemed to be a complication, and frankly, a burden. She was walking briskly through the streets with no aim and her hands stuffed in the pockets of her coat, wandering for the mere sake of clearing her head as best as she could. Of course, that never went as planned, especially on the nights when she needed it most. "The road isn’t two inches wide, you know; mind watching where you’re going?”

[eaterofhearts]

“just browsing is all--” barbra kept her head down at the convenience store. her red hair fell over her face to cover a black eye she received the morning prior. “look-- i don’t think now is a great time to make small talk. i’d just like to find some milk and get home.” she folded her arms and turned away.

[codenamealce-blog]

“In my defence, it’s late, I ran out of cigarettes, and I didn’t think I’d be running into anybody on my search for a 24 hour store,” Alce said, by way of explaining exactly why she was roaming the streets at 2AM on a Sunday night in a bright blue unicorn onesie.