#sprawlstart

[hvdsonm-blog]

"look, i’m not sayin’ violence is the answer, but i personally believe that everybody needs to know how to throw a good punch.” hudson told the person beside her, bringing her rum and coke to her lips for a quick sip, “ya never know when you’ll need to defend yourself and you don’t always have time to get pepper spray or somethin’ out.” 

[cassholte-blog]

       “-- -- turns out it was just another idiot sliding          downhill on some fuckin’ nasty trashcan lids.”

   a playful grin tugs at her lips. it had been a while since she had an actual    conversation that she enjoyed without alcohol. words just...  slid  off  her     tongue easily, gliding through the space  between them  both.  this  must     be how all those other popular kids back in school  felt. her heart flutters.    this was absolutely exhilarating. 

        “told you mine,  now  it’s your turn. whats the         dumbest thing that scared the shit outta you?”

[amirattar-blog1]

Sat at a café table with a half-eaten thing of salad and a large, lukewarm coffee, Amira tapped a pen against the table as she stared at the newspaper she couldn’t remember buying or even picking up. She had gotten stuck on her crossword puzzle and absolutely refused to concentrate on anything else until she’d finished the damned thing. Googling the answer wasn’t an option - it had to be considered cheating - and the frustration was starting to build. Sure, she could abandon the whole thing but she had gotten so far.  “The suddenness of rainfall,” she spoke, “thirteen letters.” She was now practically addressing the person next to her, eyes still glued to the newspaper. 

[jamieowcns-blog]

Nearing hour nine with a handful more to go, the itch of exhaustion was starting to wear on her. Rummaging through the contents of her scrub pockets with one hand while expertly guiding her rolling cart with the other, Jamie’s mind switched to autopilot long enough to be startled back out of it by the sound of her pager. And just like that, her white, sensible sneakers took a 180 towards the elevators and back down to urgent care.

Her eyes stayed glued to the paperwork in front of her, mind already buzzing through scenarios and procedures. The slightly smile formed when she read off the patient’s name. “What’s the story this time?” She asks even before her head pokes around the curtain.

[carter-rose]

carter glared down at her phone that never seemed to pinpoint her location exactly. she found that she was pointing in the opposite direction of the town’s library but as she began to walk in the new direction, the map app told her to turn the other way. so she did so, not realizing just how foolish she must’ve looked, walking around in circles on the same sidewalk she’d been stuck on for the past five minutes. carter let out a strained exhale as she rolled her eyes, her head lolling back. “come on,” she quietly pleaded. “something just work out. i’m begging you,” she pulled her head up to find a person right in front of her, making her jump, silently cursing herself for just talking to herself in front of them. “oh god,” she let out a nervous chuckle. “sorry,” she immediately apologized.

[cecilyh-blog1]

It’s the first time in a while that she’s let herself be this calm, relaxed, hell this tipsy. It was probably before Dalton left, put she enjoyed it, pants were rolled up so that her legs could be submerged in the water for a bit. Taking a sip of Wes’ jungle juice she looks up at the person standing behind her. “Yeah?”

[nalfcros]

naomi walked outside and leaned against the wall, slipping her lighter and a half-empty pack of cigarettes out of her jacket pocket. she stuck one between her lips and cupped her hand around it, lighting it quickly. she took a drag, folding one arm across her chest, cigarette perched between her fingers. she had tried to quit at least five times, but nothing had ever worked. maybe someday, she thought with an almost cynical chuckle. then, she heard footsteps and glanced over, realizing there was someone else there, “what? you want one too?” 

[mechanicsm]

the alcohol was usually a one time thing a week, he had a babysitter watching sarah so he was good for now anyway. plus tuesday was a nice day to have off, the bars were usually emptier and he could sit by himself and THINK. today was, seth try to make a new friend for the first time in five years day so he stood up a little awkardly... “ ----------- does anyone want their tab picked up ? ”