#theharperphillips

[islaricci-archive]

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Isla had been scouting out some options for items she would potentially stock in her future store, but she figured asking around town at the aimed age groups she were looking into at the moment would be a good call. That way  she could get some kind of overview of potential clients and their preferences. “Oh hi, excuse me!” Isla said once a younger female walked past her. “I was just wondering if you could spare me a minute? I am looking for some opinions of some clothing items for a potential shop in town.”

[michicks]

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“I have to say I am surprised.” Mic admitted while he continued walking in the direction of the nearby bar he usually went to hang out at whenever he wasn’t working. “I didn’t pin you for the casual, daytime drinker type.” He said with a small smirk on his lips as he went to  reach for the door. “After you.” He said, hues glancing over her. Being a gentleman wasn’t exactly something people would use to describe Mic as. But he was in public, after all. Besides, if his mother had seen him not holding the door for a woman, she would have slapped him. 

[mictyler]

closed: @theharperphillips​ location: Castle Beach, by the booth he is volunteering in

 Dominic shrugged his shoulders at the unfortunate soul that had just spent the last of their tokens trying to knock some of the metal cans, with no luck. “Though.” He said with a small smirk. “I guess you just need to go get more tokens and come back later.” He added, watching them give hi ma death glare before walking away. He didn’t mind though, as he was dreadfully bored and tended to push peoples buttons whenever he was bored. He leaned over the counter, letting his eyes glance over the people that walked by as he grabbed a hold of the ball and started throwing it into the air until he dropped it onto the grass in front of him. “Hey - Could you get that for me? I’ll let you have a free go at the cans if you do!” He told the person walking past in the moment the ball dropped. 

[michicks]

closed |  @theharperphillips​ location | Scarefest! At Big Al’s Drive-In

Mic had been standing in the line for the popcorn, for what seemed to be for ages, by the time he made it to the front. He ordered himself a large bucket, as well as a grape soda, and moved to the side to wait for his order. Once his number was called out he walked over to collect it, only to turn around and spot  a familiar face. Unable to help himself, he walked over towards her, a small smirk on his lips as he stopped up in front of her. “Well, well, well --” He said, “Who do we have here? I didn’t peg you for the horror movie kind of gal, but then again you  have surprised me before.” 

[michicks]

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Mic was getting ready to get up onto the dunk booth, which he had voluenteer for as a part  of the seafood festival. He wasn’t a huge fan of seafood himself, mainly because he couldn’t really afford to eat any of the stuff anyway, so it wasn’t a taste he had grown used to over the years. He was mainly here because of family duties and as a part of his job. He had pulled one of the straps of his fireman suit over his shoulder, when a familiar face walked past. He hadn’t seen her since their drunken night together, which had ended rather unexpectedly with them hooking up. “You know, stalking is against the law, right.” He said with a small smirk on his lips. 

[veritysinclair-a]

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Verity was headed home from work after a long day. It was a lot for the newly educated marriage and family therapist to wrap her head around with all the practical work. It was so much different from the books she had been burying her head in all these years and even though she had prepared herself for that, it felt all a bit overwhelming. In a attempt to distract herself, she buried her head in her phone as she walked alongside the pavement, making her way back to her flat. She was clearly not paying attention when she rounded the corner, and felt her elbow brush into someone else. “Oh shit - Sorry!”