#sloane 001

[gwenxmorenoarchive]

open // closed for @dancingdanvers

With her daughter almost becoming a complete toddler in the matter of a few weeks, Gwen really had no business in the baby section of the boutique she was currently shopping around. Her little baby was no longer little enough to fit in the newest and latest onesies and cute summer clothes. Her hand reached out to one on the rack at the same time as someone else, instantly causing her to yank her hand back. "Oh, I'm sorry. You look at it first; I already have one similar in a box at home. I definitely need to be looking in the toddler section."

[calmeyers]

“Well if it isn’t Sloane Campbell darkening my door at this hour. You keepin’ tabs on my shifts?” He smirked at her, indicating that he was almost off duty with his words. Cal was actually ecstatic to see her because it had been a long week. And with the Cherry Blossom festival just around the corner, he knew he was in for another long one. Laney was already going nuts over the Easter Bunny. Without even asking, Cal whipped up her favorite drink for her placing a frilly umbrella in it because he knew she secretly liked them. “So what’s up? How you been?”

@sloanexcampbell​

[estellerosecartwright]

“So, did you go to the Halloween Fest?” She inquired to Sloane. It’d been a while since the two ladies had gotten a chance to catch up and she couldn’t recall if she’d seen the blonde their or not. However she wasn’t really paying much attention to people because for the most part she couldn’t reveal that it was her beneath the Fiona costume anyway.

@sloanexcampbell​

[theauror-rookwood]

⚡ quando ele e @comealongsloan​ decidiram ir tomar um rodada de cerveja após o expediente, já era possível imaginar o que aconteceria em seguida. então, não foi nenhuma surpresa quando amanheceu ao lado da colega, na casa dela. aquilo estava se tornando um hábito mais corriqueiro entre eles. e Archie não podia negar que gostava daquela companhia. fazia tempos de que não tinha algo assim com alguém. seus casos tinham uma duração rápida, uma vez que ele não se esforçava para mantê -los. porém, a ideia de acordar junto de Sloane todos os dias e tomas café junto dela não era assim tão assustador.— bom dia, Sloane. — falou. e em seguida deu um beijo de leve nos lábios da mulher. — o que me diz de café da manhã na cama antes de começarmos o dia? estava pensando em ovos, torrada e bacon. e não posso me esquecer do seu cappuccino com essência de baunilha. 

[caylabarker]

@bet-on-bennett @ftsharpe

Cayla blew into the cafeteria fifteen minutes late for lunch. She had been up all night with Miguel, 'scavenging' through another poor dead person's house. Multiple bags hung from her shoulders-- The leather one that her mother had bought her for work, the pink and yellow one from school, a plan white tote that was stuffed with clothes Miguel had told her would look 'stunning'-- They weighed her down as she huffed and puffed her way through Prometheus's hallways and into the large dining hall that she and the rest of the grunts spent their meal times at.

Cayla looked sweaty and bedraggled, obviously sleep deprived, but her smile was still firmly in place. "Sorry," she said, "I was out all night with Mr. Cardosa--" Cayla's words were broke off with a yawn as she dumped all her bags into a pile with a yawn. She dropped into her chair, rolling her shoulders. "He gave me the rest of the day off, but I didn't want to miss you. What's for lunch?"