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Text || Nate
Rio: I read somewhere it was your birthday, I could have sworn it was some other time but guess I don't know you as well as I thought. Oh well.
Rio: Your present should arrive in a day or two, it's a book called 'How to not be a asshole...for dummies.' so right up your alley. Dick.
lucindaemmerson:
Lucy hadn’t really seen Rio since the Halloween party, not entirely by choice, they’d both been busy so other things had taken priority. The holiday season was a busy one for Lucy, people wanted outfits for parties and seeing relatives, and Lucy loved creating ensembles feature elegant dresses and lots and lots of sparkles. She turned up at Rio’s studio in a long pleated skirt, heeled boots and oversized sweater, her hair tied into two buns. She hadn’t put in a lot of effort, but anything was an improvement on what she’d looked like at the party, at least there was no moustache this time. Lucy opened the door when she arrived, rolling her eyes at the compliment, “look who’s talking,” she said, greeting Rio with a hug and a kiss on her cheek. “Baking bonanza? Is this where I tell you that I routinely burn toast?” she asked, as she slipped off her boots and left them by the door.
Rio felt almost doomed...in a good way. Sure her and Lucy hadn’t gotten to spend much time together since Halloween but when they weren’t together Rio, when not preoccupied by thoughts of work, was thinking about the shorter woman. Life had worked against them over the past two months but she was thankful that even if it had meant that wouldn’t hang out as much that it hadn’t been enough to kill the spark they had. Rio gave Lucy and appreciative once over before looking down at her own outfit. An old band tee, leather pants and ankle boots. How did Lucy always look amazing? Not that Rio had bad thoughts about her own style but sometimes she thought she and Blake dressed too much alike...maybe the stylist could help. Rio smiled at the kiss, giving the brunette one of her own, “I don’t know, I still think you’ve got me beat there.” Rio tugged Lucy over towards the small kitchen set, “Honestly that’s kind of the point. I’m...awful at baking still even after doing this for so long so I figured we could just have a fun day of baking and failing.”
who: @rilesxjones where: mon cœur cafe
Rio scooped up the last bit of whipped cream with her finger as she smiled over at Riley, “So how exactly are things going with you my amazing a beautiful best friend?” Leaning back she tilted her head, “And before you ask, no my buying you breakfast and laying compliments upon you is not me trying to butter you up. I’m just in a great mood.” Funk she usually found herself in around the holiday’s has slowly slipped away and she was almost back to her usual self. “How are things on the Ellie front?” She wasn’t really sure where the two exes were when it came to their relationship but she did want to know all the details.
who: @lucindaemmerson where: Rio’s studio
Rio slinked down into her seat as she waited for her newest video to finish uploading. Her recent project had kept her busy for the past few weeks and she was ready to put it to bed. She was also looking forward to getting to spend more time with Lucy, who she was expecting at any moment. With a small groan she stood up from her chair stretching out her muscles as she waited for the her favorite person to walk through the door. It was hard to put into words everything she was feeling when it came to Lucy. It wasn’t just that they had a good time with each other but also Rio hadn’t felt this way about anyone else in a very long time. The door opening got her attention and she looked up with a wide smile, “Hey gorgeous, you ready for what I’m calling ‘Baking Bonanza 2021?’ Until I come up with a snappier title at least.”
lucindaemmerson:
Lucy was typically the one to take the first step, she enjoyed initiating contact, being the dominant one, but this felt different. Lucy smiled as she felt Rio return the kiss. She kept her hands on Rio’s neck, reaching to pull herself even closer. It was rather strange for Lucy to kiss someone and not immediately think about getting naked, sure of course she’d love to see Rio in her birthday suit, but it wasn’t top of her priorities, she was just enjoying the moment. After a moment she pulled away, looking softly at Rio before laughing, “shit, now you have eyeliner all over your face,” she admitted, attempting to use her thumb to brush it off.
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Rio leaned into the kiss, leaned into Lucy. It was somehow better and not at all like she’d imagined this moment would be. Lucy’s lips were soft against her own and her fingers against Rio’s neck sent shivers down her body. Yet all she really wanted was to stay like this. Eventually more would happen, she was sure of it now but right now, right here this was all she needed. As Lucy pulled away Rio followed slightly not quite ready to stop, but she couldn’t help but laugh softly at her words, “I think it’s worth the kiss.”
nateblackwood:
Nate’s eyes shuttered a little at the reminder of that night, at the way it sounded so casual on her tongue, just an item in a list and not a memory that could still make his heart race and his palms sweat. Everything, every moment of the last year that had torn him apart, piece by piece, summarized in bullet points. He blinked, stepping back as though her words had dealt a physical blow. And then he reclaimed it with a sudden rush of anger, a need to attack in the face of his own weakness. “Who the fuck are you?” he scoffed. “No, I fucking mean it. We fucked in high school, Rio. That doesn’t make you special. That doesn’t mean you know me. I’d forget you fucking existed if you weren’t standing right in front of me.”
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His words would have hurt her if they hadn’t been exactly what she was looking for. He’d been there for her in the worst time of her life, and sure it had been a high school fling and it wasn’t special but it still meant something to her. It had been messy and probably not actually a good idea at the time but it had kept her from hitting rock bottom. Even if other’s probably saw it as her actually hitting it. Of course she’d never told him that, or tell him that, it was sappy and not them in the least. Riley was one of the only people that Rio could be that way. She couldn’t tell Nate that the day she’d walked past that hospital room and saw him there... that waiting to talk to him had been the longest hours of her life. That she actually thought he was going to die. That she hadn’t been that scared since she’d sat in a room only a few steps from his and watched her mother die. Rio pushed the thoughts away and focused on the moment. The point was she’d be more than happy to let him send his fire her way and burn her to the ground if he needed to as long as it got him to the other side. “If you really want to hurt me you’re going to have to try harder than that.””
nateblackwood:
He hated the sound of his name, hated the way it was dripping in concern or worry or friendship. He wanted to crawl out of his own skin, wanted to be nameless and faceless and unbound. He wanted to burn the whole fucking town to the ground and he wanted to burn down with it. “Tell me what’s wrong then, Queen Elizabeth. Since you seem to know better than I do.”
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Instead of backing her off the tone he had brought her closer again, maybe it was because that part of her that had pushed her to get on that damn boat so many years ago was still there. Playing with fire and not really caring if she got burnt in the end, at the time she’d felt so dead and pushing things to the limits had made her feel... something. Raising an eyebrow Rio leaned against the banister with a bored look. “Maybe the fact that you almost got killed not too long ago? You were fired and from what I know about you clearly framed. Verity fucking left. You and Allison got into a fight in public, Quinn punched you and you’re back here. None of that really screams great in big capital letters, but hey that’s just me. Or maybe I did miss something that would constitute you being great.”
nateblackwood:
Nate felt like he was swinging at a brick wall and deflated a little beneath his unspent irritation. It wasn’t until that moment that he realized that perhaps he was the one looking for a fight. He stood up a little straighter, blood singing with tension he had no place to put.
She wanted to know how he was?
He laughed. He couldn’t help it. There was a slight edge of hysteria to the sound, a man falling and falling and falling with no sign of the ground below. “I’m great.” He watched her eyes as they darted around, watched the way her face seemed to fall a little, and fuck, he wanted to care. He wanted to feel something. But he didn’t. “Is that all you wanted?”
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She fought the urge to roll her eyes at his response. He was obviously not great, but she knew getting him to admit it would be like pulling teeth. She crossed her arms and stared at him, it wasn’t all she wanted but she wasn’t sure how to get to him. Brining up all the reasons he wouldn’t be okay was just bound to piss him off or hurt him and she didn’t want to do that. Although dealing with an angry Nate was better than a sad one. Anger she knew how to handle, Sadness though... she spent so much time trying to hide her own and not really deal with it or let people help that she’d forgotten how to deal with it in general. “Nate...” A part of her wanted to leave, leave him in whatever this was but she couldn’t. Pushing down the urge to leave she stepped closer. “If you are great then I’m the fucking Queen of England. I mean feel free to take out all your anger or whatever on me but I’m still going to be here when you’re done.” Like she should have been over the past few weeks.
theobowman:
“Interesting to know that stating a fact seems to anger you into speaking delusions.” Theo smiled, pleased with herself. “I understand that your 7′10 giraffe self may have lost a few braincells from all the low ceilings you probably smacked that big ass cranium you have but facts are facts.”
She shrugged her shoulders, looking her through her wallet to make sure everything was there. “I realize it may shock you to hear this, but there are some things that are just…objectively true in life. One being that I’m beautiful. Another being that I’m smart. And a third being that you’re not to be trusted around significant others or apparently…wallets.”
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This time she really did roll her eyes. In truth she really wasn’t angry, Theo could think what she wanted. “My height? That’s the best you got? Come on Theo you’ve known me long enough I’m sure you can find something that’ll actually hurt me, at least put a little effort into it. Make me believe it.” Although she wasn’t really sure what Theo could say to her that would actually hurt. Maybe something about her parents but in all the years they’d been doing this Theo had never sunk that low. She smirked as she walked past Theo, turning as she past her to walk backwards, “Although at this point it just makes you seem like a sad girl who never got over the fact that her ex-boyfriend didn’t sit around and pine for you after one of your dozens of breakups.” She shrugged her shoulders, “Or maybe it doesn’t bother you that you just seem pathetic.”
theobowman:
Theo turned as she heard the voice, her eyes being met with a rather unfortunate sight. Theo’s connection to the other blonde started and ended with her sleeping with Nate. Theo had forgiven Nate, chalked it up to him being stupid. She hadn’t been willing to give up an entire relationship with someone she’d known for a long time- someone whose presence she actually valued. Rio, on the other hand, was someone she hadn’t known save for that one thing.
“Of course,” Theo said with a heavy sigh. She reached her arm out and snatched the wallet from Rio’s outstretched hand. “First you tried to steal my boyfriend and now you’ve moved on to petty theft. At least you’re consistent.”
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Rio was pretty sure she was going to pop a blood vessel from forcing herself not to roll her eyes. From what she remembered Theo and Nate had very much not been together at the time... not that that would have stopped Rio at the time...okay so maybe Theo had a right to be angry but it had been over ten fucking years ago and who even cared at this point? It hadn’t even been a serious relationship, a casual fling that had a fiery demise. She wasn’t going to even reply to Theo’s words but part of her teenage self had never really left. She still sometimes looked too push things too far, so she couldn’t help but stay and egg the other on. “You’d have to have something I’d want to steal in the first place. Although in the case of Nate...” Rio tilted her head as she pretended to think... “He’d actually would have had to be your boyfriend for me to steal him. It seems the last ten years haven’t improved your looks or your mind, or did you forget that you and him were broken up when we were together?” Rio stepped closer an innocent smile on her face, “Although you two broke up so much I guess it would be hard to keep track.”
theobowman:
location: winterbloom market status: OPEN (0/4)
Theo could have kicked herself as she searched through her bag. This was absolutely an abnormal experience for her. Typically she was very organized and knew where everything was, but in the excitement of the winter festival, she’d been a bit scatterbrained. Theo could have sworn she placed it back in her bag at the last stall, but she couldn’t find it now and it definitely wasn’t there because she already went back and searched. Having to cancel all of her cards and get a new license was daunting, time-consuming and not something she wanted to experience. Theo maybe had been a bit over excited for the festival, and perhaps that had made her be a bit irresponsible.
“I will actually die if I lost my wallet,” Theo murmured quietly. “Fucking snow and hot chocolate.”
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Rio almost wished she hadn’t been the one to find the wallet currently clutched in her fingers. Sure it had been years and they’d been teenagers and at the time Rio... well she really hadn’t given a fuck about...anything. The problem now was more so not wanting to deal with Theo, for the most part she’d been as good at avoiding her as she had been at avoiding Wes. It didn’t bode well that she’d run into the both of them within days of the other. Fuck. Fingering the wallet she let out a sigh before approaching the other woman. “Here, I found this over there. And before you ask no I didn’t fucking take anything out of it.”
dustinemmerson:
location; winterbloom market tagged; @takemetorio-potter
With a mug of hot chocolate in hand, Dustin was standing off to the side of the ice skating rink watching some of the townspeople enjoying themselves as they cruised around on the ice. Dustin had never ice skated before, nor did she think she ever wanted to try. She was clumsy enough of her best days and adding ice and skates to the mix felt like a recipe for disaster. Hearing the crunch of footsteps coming up rather closely behind where she was situated, Dustin looked back over her shoulder, smiling over when she spotted Rio. “Hey, uh - hi. Rio. Are uh…are you going out to skate?”
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Rio carefully slung her skates over her shoulder as her long legs carried her towards the ice rink. No matter what every year she found herself skating away her problems as the lights and the music surrounded her. A few steps shy of the bench her eyes caught a familiar sight and with a small smile she moved closer to the person in front of her. Her smile got bigger as Dustin turned around as she approached, motioning to the tied strings keeping the skates in place she nodded, “Yeah I am. What about you? Or do just plan to people watch and drink hot chocolate? Which honestly sounds just as fun. You won’t fall on your ass at any point plus hot chocolate!”
Oh, come with me I'll show you how to live for free Nobody got a thing on me Done singing in the midnight street (ooh) Oh, diamond deeds, a minimal variety I'll play until my fingers bleed I'll never lack the quality
who: @westonkeller where: The Real Bean
She’d heard him before she saw him, as was usually the case with the man behind her. It had been almost two years since she’d really spoken to him. It had been a night that she’d regretted until the day she signed her divorce papers. It was a night she still regretted. She’d been drunk and stupid. Nothing had really happened, but she’d thought about it. Thought about kissing him, even though she was married. The problem had been that she’d known exactly what it would have been like, to kiss him...to do more than that. Her name being called by the barista brought her out of her thoughts and she chanced a glance to see if he’d noticed. Coming to the conclusion that he hadn’t she grabbed her coffee and moved past him out the door. Relief flooding her body as she made it out onto the cold street. The sound of her name once again being called out had her spinning around to face Wes. “What?” Her tone was maybe sharper than it should been for someone who was trying to pretend things were fine.
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nateblackwood:
He’d known Rio was waiting for him, had seen as much on the livefeed of his security cameras. For a while, he’d considered watching her from the screen and the comfort of his couch, seeing how long she’d pace back and forth before she finally gave up and fucked off to wherever it was Rio Potter liked to find herself these days. He’d grown bored of the game after several minutes, annoyance at the feeling that he was avoiding the confrontation, and slipped into a jacket as he made his way outside.
It had grown tiresome, people demanding answers from him, questioning his decisions as though they had any right or say. She hadn’t said as much yet, but he knew it was only a matter of time. It was only with his best interest in mind. He had to fight not to roll his eyes. “What are you doing here, Rio? You know I’ve got cameras.” He nodded his head in the direction of them. “You can just wave at them next time.”
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It wasn’t really a confrontation she was looking for. She’d just needed to see with her own eyes that he was okay. The blonde knew she’d been an awful friend, to so many people lately. She didn’t know why he an Alli had fought, and she could understand why Quinn had come to his sisters defense. That being said she wasn’t the Dekker, by blood if not last name, that was his best friend and she could focus on Nate. Not that Nate was her best friend either, but it was hard not to worry or care for him. He’d been along for a part of the darkest time in her life even if she’d never really thanked him or told him that. Seventeen year old Rio had been reckless and wild and willing to do anything to chase the adrenaline of pushing thins too far. Stealing a boat came to mind, and even in the after when she was drifting through life Nate had been something solid and real. Even if he hadn’t even been in Crescent anymore. So she was here to apologize for many things, but mostly she just wanted to know how he was.
Rio shook her head, “I could have but that wasn’t what I wanted to do.” She tilted her head as she looked at him. The problem was she didn’t know if he’d even noticed she hadn’t been around. That was how she liked things, that if she disappeared inside herself or in her work that they people in her life wouldn’t notice. Keep them at an arms length and things would be fine. Or that they’d be happy to be without her biting sarcasm and cynical words. “I just... I wanted to know how you were.” She looked around him and at his surroundings, suddenly feeling like she had at seventeen with his father looking at her like she was nothing but a girl from the docks. Rio let out a sigh, “I’m sorry.”
