#treehillstart

[blackwellmaisie]

“Did you want to come to mine and Marley’s place for the Super Bowl? I have lots of fun foods planned and obviously the game will be on in full force.” She grinned brightly. “And I promise I’ll be in full cheat day mode so I won’t force carrots and celery only down your throat. In fact, it’s entirely possible I have Pinterest board dedicated to Super Bowl themed food.”

[jamicscott-blog]

‘‘Please don’t get me wrong..’‘ Jamie said as he flicked through the stack of papers in front of him as he made an attempt to get them into some kind of order. ‘‘I love my kids,  they are the light of my life, honestly don’t know what I’d do without them.’‘ He rubs a hand across his forehead. ‘‘But when they’ve somehow managed to get into my work bag, literally two days before I start my new job and decide that all my lesson plans and homework outlines are for them to do arts and crafts with. I really have to debate about whether I really want to do this whole fathering thing or not.’‘ 

[broadwaybabyinacorner]

“Over here!” Delilah called with a smile.  “I’m sorry I’m running late, but it took forever to get all the kids out today!”

[sheriffsdaughter]

I’m really not ready

for the next few nights.  Desk duty is not exactly my favorite

[thisgirlchlxe]

“Woof. That’s, yep that’s a lot right there.” The tingling slowly seemed to slither away as a warmth covered her bones. For how much time Chloe spent around booze, she wasn’t a big drinker. A few beers or cocktails here and there, sure. It was easy and loosened her up a bit which was definitely a good thing. But for the most part she just went through the motions. As tonight was a town party, she figured she should probably step up to the plate and get in on the action. But did she think she’d be taking pulls from a bottle of whiskey before this night starter, no, certainly not. “We should go find some pickle juice.” @treehill-starts

[sawyerhawthcrne-blog]

“...no, I’m being completely serious,” Sawyer insisted, though part of her wished she wasn’t. “I told him do work on his demo and he proceeded to tell me that I had absolutely no idea what I was talking about, couldn’t recognize real talent, and that I was missing out because apparently he’d been tapped to possibly appear on the next season of American Idol.” A story, despite Sawyer’s creative inclinations, not even she could make up.

[chuckscolnik]

chuck was ending his night with a drink. he sat at the bar at tric, having a scotch on the rocks. he had a long week. things with the appeal weren’t going his way so far, and the truck had become more in demand which meant he had less time to himself which is what he preferred. the male lifted the glass, taking a long sip after it was placed in front of him. whatever band was playing was alright, he knew the place was going to be packed but truthfully? it was better to have one drink in a room full of people than to be alone, at least that’s what his philosophy was anyways.  he was off in his own world, so much so that he hadn’t even noticed the other that approached him and that was unusual, ever since he joined the service his senses were damn near perfect. 

[dylanstcne]

Dylan had been staring at her phone for what felt like hours, but in reality, had only been about a minute or so. After the last awkward conversation with her father, if she could even call him that anymore, she was hesitant to reach out again. Sure, it was his birthday, but things were so different between them. The relationship the two of them used to share, the bond Dylan had depended on for so many years, it felt like it would never be repaired. Somehow, Dylan was still the one paying for her mother’s mistake. Eyes still glued to her phone, thumb hovering over the green call button, the brunette couldn’t help but sigh. “Probably doesn’t even want to hear from me anyway,” she mumbled, though she made no movement to put the phone away.