@gcldenrule —your one-liner, as requested
"Shit, sorry man. Come on in!"

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@gcldenrule —your one-liner, as requested
"Shit, sorry man. Come on in!"
closed | james x will
@foresght
It had been a week since anyone had last heard from him. Will had seemingly vanished off the face of the world. This wasn’t completely out of the ordinary, so James wasn’t too shocked. But wit Deatheaters now being bold enough to attack in broad daylight, now James was nervous. He had been more than happy to be the first one to volunteer when a wellness check was brought up. So here he stood, looking like a bloody idiot as he stood outside of Will’s apartment. “ William... Will, it’s James. Are you home? ” he called out as he continued to rap his knuckle against the wooden door. His head snapped in the direction of another door opening; a concerned-looking older woman poking her head out and giving him a look. He gave her and awkward smile as he slowly turned back to the door in front him. Tensions were high and James couldn’t escape them.
Soren was happy for his appointment today. Since he couldn’t get a single decent guy to build a family with, he decided to just do it by himself. So he was meeting with a social worker about adopting a baby. His face lithe up the entire time his driver drove him to the agency. Thoughts were racing in and out of his head, would he be a good dad? would he find another dad for the kid? But those thoughts came to rest as his car arrived to the agency. “I’ll be back Roger. Take some time for yourself.” He smiled to his driver and hoped out of the car and moved to go inside of the building.
He got to the front desk and smiled brightly. “I am here for an appointment with uh, Will Kinney.” He smiled and was led to the direction that the man was in. He stopped and knocked at the man’s office before he stepped in. “Hey, how are you?”
@willkinney
closed starter for will meyers ( @willxmeyers ) -> rock n' bowl (halloween edition)
"I'm sorry, what's your team name? The Gutter Sluts?" Winnie repeats. She really chews over the words, her brows crinkled together. Her ball comes thumping back up through the return, but she doesn't reach for it yet. "Forgive me if I'm wrong, but isn't the point of the game staying out of the gutters?"
closed starter for will meyers / @willxmeyers
"Thanks again for fillin' in last week — I hear you're a natural. I don't know what I ate but whatever it was, it took me down flat." Fingers whistles lowly, his head giving a little shake. "Well, anyway, thank you. I know Bora must have mentioned me but I'm Fingers Odell, the Captain of the team." Somehow, he thinks. "Pleasure to meet you, officially."