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[bassbburn-blog]

Whisky? || Sebastian and... (Open)

  Seis... Sete... Oito horas. É, naquele momento, Sebastian já estava cansado de ficar sentado vendo tv, ou melhor, estava cansado de ficar passando os canais sem ao menos encontrar alguma coisas que desse vontade de terminar de assistir. Já havia um tempo que Sebastian realmente não conseguia relaxar. Seu dom de separar a vida profissional da pessoal estava cada dia menos eficaz. 

  Descido a voltar a sua boa forma, o homem se levantou do sofá, vestiu uma calça jeans e uma camisa com uma jaqueta. Pegou suas chaves e foi em direção ao bar onde era acostomado ir. Estacionou e logo entrou no lugar. O cheiro de whisky junto à fumaça de charutos entraram em seu ser fazendo-o sorrir. Oh... Era aquilo que ele precisava. Sentou-se no balcão e apenas disse. - Uma dose dupla de whisky, por favor. 

[aspotofpacey-blog]

Excuse me?

Godmother's have asked me to come and collect some opinions on menus, ambience, new food and stuff- any chance I could get your response? We could start with how you find the customer service?

[basilthemastermind]

You there.

I need you to answer this question: what is your biggest fear? This is for an experiment. I'm not going to terrorize you or something.

[aspotofpacey-blog]

Do you remember what happened?

[basilthemastermind]

Since no one is here...

Basil is carrying an armchair with a little struggle, bringing it to a central part of the circus where there used to be lots of crowds. He then brought over his tea and plopped down, slouching. "Birthday tea served best: In the middle of fucking nowhere."

[rosieposieetta]

d-did everyone leave?

[aspotofpacey-blog]

Why do I have to be the one to do this?

[wandering-far-disappearing]

So Tired

Yuna had been up for days. Her mind wouldn't stop reeling, go or stay, love or hold back, keep breathing or just stop all together. But the question that had visited her mind most often was, where have they all gone? All the children that once occupied the circus all over and filled it with laughter Yuna dreamed of having one of her own someday? The limber, pretty girls who sat and pretended to be happy but inside were breaking away piece by piece, but Yuna didn't mind to cheer them up if they would go with her? The young, handsome men looking for fun? Yuna wouldn't really admit she missed seeing men around, but it just wasn't right. Someone she missed the most was Ella. She had wandered her way into the Whiplash tent and was sitting on Ella's couch. "I wish you would have at least said goodbye," she half-smiled. "Even if you really never cared." Yuna laid her head on the armrest of the couch, sighing a little bit and looking around at the mostly bare dressing room, then closing her eyes, only to hear footsteps short after.