men are such babies

andromeda roman // 23 // female scooper at sugar rush i guess every lonely girl would hope she’s a princess.

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   “ and then i told him no, there’s no way in hell the phantom menace is better than the empire strikes back. i asked him if he’s been paying attention to anything in the last thirty-seven years and then he was like ‘well have you?’ and i said yes. i was ready to fight about this since before i was thought up. and then he asked how i even knew that and that’s when i walked away. there’s no reasoning with a low blow like that. ”

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campanelle

CAMPANELLE ⎯ what instrument(s) do you play?

“ i play a bit of the piano, but i’ve always wanted to get better at it or learn something new like the violin. ”

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roxanne dogwood

Roxanne went and did a very adorable like kick of the buss bench as she kept her first at her sides. Even letting out an ‘omph’ from the whole ordeal. She then whipped her head in the direction of the voice, happy to hear there was someone around to offer just a bit of help at all. “Anything will help at this point. My dad is very freaky when it comes to being home on time so at least if he knows I’m not dead and just running late he wont worry about me so much. Stupid curfew…” She said shaking her head. “Thanks for offering by the way.” 

   andi frowned a bit at the other’s misfortune. she honestly had no idea what it was like to have any parents that had a tight leash of sorts because she had mostly foster parents that had to keep their eyes on so many children for most of her life and though she might exchange emails with a few. she couldn’t relate, but she liked to think she could understand to some degree the stress. “ oh crap, that sounds really stressful, ” she commented, smiling a little still. she hoped a smile would help some too. “ honestly i’m just glad to help somehow. ”

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cambell cooper

“Is it bad that I just want to marathon Disney movies?”

   “ no? how is that ever bad. i think only good could come of that. ”

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damien quinn

“You really think you’re so clever don’t you Andi? Totally think you have me all figured out don’t you?” Damien let out a laugh before giving her a wink. A smirk was now stuck on his face. He loved messing with her, so after she made a comment, he felt obligated to retort. It was always the best part of his day when he could joke around with her. 

   “ i didn’t say that. i’m just saying you better not be messing with me. ” she crossed her arms, doing her best to look unimpressed. she trusted him as far as she could punt him. which was a bit farther than she could throw him. she could admit he has stupidly attractive hair and smile, but that didn’t constitute trust. “ besides, i’m not the one that claims i’m clever. you claim you’re clever all the time. ”

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roxanne dogwood

 What twenty year old still had a curfew? Wasn’t being an adult supposed to have some sort of freedom? Well, one would think but Roxanne’s father was very protective and after she decided to move back in with him to stop the man from worrying about her she found herself feeling sixteen again, just always dealing with him. As all this ran through her mind she didn’t realize she had been late for the bus home and it was driving away right as she was sprinting forward. “No! No! No!” She gasped. “I’m going to be so late now!” Pulling out her phone she only found it dead. “Oh my god… he is going to have a search party set up I swear!”

   andi’s eyes widened when she heard the shouting after the bus. she herself didn’t live far enough from work to worry about a bus, but she could almost feel the panic the other woman was feeling. as she approached her, she bit the bottom of her lip. she didn’t have a car to offer and she had no idea when the next bus was coming. she had a feeling it was a while with how panicked the other woman was. she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her phone. “ i don’t know how much this would help... but you could borrow my phone to call whoever you need? ” she suggested, holding her phone out to her.

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damien quinn

“Because you know me Andi. Of course you can tell.” He laughed. “Oh. That pun was totally on purpose cause you know you secretly love that humor.” He lifted the glasses slightly to give her a small wink before moving them back into place. “Are we really going to have this discussion again though? About how you hate my work?”

   “ no, that’s not the only reason. you look shady dressed like that. are you sure you want my opinion if you think i’m biased? ” she rolled her eyes. “ no. you do. don’t project your humor on me. ” and she shrugged. “ i don’t know, are we? you’re the one talking about being incognito. i feel like it’s my obligation to say you probably have better use of your time. ”

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hogwarts house and myer briggs?

    “ gryffindor and infp. ”

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Do you have any crushes?

   “ no. not really many options... i suppose. i mean lucien, but everyone has a crush on him. bentley is cute, but i don’t know... i feel like he has his eyes on someone else. ”

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thoughts on damien

   “ he’s annoying and obnoxious and annoying and despicable and annoying. he’s lucky he’s cute, i’m sure. ”

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do you really think i’m royalty?

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chaseton kass

             —“Is there even anything fun to do in this damn town?” Chess groaned to the closest person beside him “besides going to The Underworld, we all know that’s the best place in in this cesspool”.

   andi shrugged, not really sure what his idea of fun actually was. “ i mean i think that’s all an opinion since i don’t think the underworld is the best place here. and i also don’t think it’s a cesspool. have you tried scare inc? ”

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damien quinn

“What’re you talking about. I’m totally incognito. The sunglasses are a great disguise.” Damien said with an over-exaggerated laugh. He knew the sunglasses didn’t happen to be that helpful. They actually probably wouldn’t help him too much when it came to his cons. 

   “ then how come i’m able to notice you’re being all shady? ” she asked, rolling her eyes. then she realized what she did with her words. “ and that wasn’t supposed to be a pun because you’re actually being shady. it would be better if you just didn’t have them on. though then again i don’t exactly approve of you being shady. ”

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It’s a perfect ending. No. It’s a perfect beginning.

Anastasia (14th November 1997)

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teddy walsh

     pointing his finger at the redhead, teddy gave her a playful wink. her words made him chuckle as he bent down to scoop up the pieces, checking the bar top to make sure none had scattered across. he didn’t exactly want anyone knicking their fingers. 

     “exactly! i’m glad someone gets it.” dumping the broken pieces into the garbage, teddy dusted off his hands on his apron before running a hand through his hair. he leaned up against the bar, studying the girls face before perking an eyebrow. 

     “rough night?” he wasn’t trying to be a dick, or call out her flaws. teddy was just good at studying other people. well, more like hyper-focusing. “i can getcha something to take care of that! what’ll you have?”

          LAUGHING a little bit, Andi nodded along with what he said. Honestly she could only ever hope someone had her back when if it came to her messing up at work. Especially when it seemed like all he was doing was trying to practice.

Her eyes followed him as he cleaned up the mess, debating whether or not offering her help would be appropriate since she didn’t work there, but before she could even say anything, he was already done. And than he was looking at her and he guessed pretty quickly what was wrong.

“ Am I being obvious? ” she asked, wondering if that was the case or if there was bags under her eyes. Or honestly if she just gives off an aura of being tired. “ I’m actually not sure... is there anything you suggest to make sure I get home, but also sleep soundly? ”

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maxine price

     if there was a place max liked most in apple peak, besides the comfort of her own home she’s found, it was the small cafe located right in the heart of downtown. the tea kettle was usually calm and quiet, save for the families who come in whose parents need a caffeine boost to handle their kids–but besides that, calm, small, quiet. it was just the sort of thing max needed when she finished her shift at the diner. especially since it was such a nice place to people watch.

     though today it seemed a little more busier than usual, and while max didn’t mind having to share a table with someone, just working up the nerve to ask them is usually what she struggled with. though the person sitting in the corner–which happened to be her favorite table–didn’t seem too unwelcoming. if anything, they seemed kind. well, at least max hoped they were kind.

     there was also something achingly familiar about them, in a way max couldn’t put her finger on. as though she should know who the mysterious person was, but their name lost on the tip of her tongue.

     ‘ uh hey. ‘ she finally greeted as she approached the table, doing her best to look, well, not like an idiot as she gave a welcoming smile. ‘ mind if i sit down? a lot of the tables are taken. i won’t be a shit, i promise. ‘

          ANDI didn’t actually go to the Tea Kettle as often as she would like. It was honestly a shame because the place was so homey and nice. It left her wondering why she hadn’t even tried to get a job there. Not that she hated her actual job... but her co-workers were usually pretty scarce and only really went in to just work... if they came in at all. And there was the matter of being a little afraid of her boss though she wasn’t that sure why.

Sighing a bit with her thoughts, she glanced around. She liked people watching. Sometimes she like to imagine herself in some situations. Families bustling through there day that were maybe a bit disorganized, but they were still close. She could tell. Couples that either sat across from each other or nearly on top of each other. They were close, she didn’t even have to tell. She liked to think maybe she’d been a part of a family and maybe she’d be a part of a couple one day. Maybe if she got herself sorted out first.

Biting her lip a little, she looked away from the mother passing her son what Andi assumed was his cup of tea when she heard someone speak to her. She glanced to the other chair at the table before she looked back up at the woman. “ I don’t mind at all, ” she said with a smile. Honestly she was just lucky she didn’t have her feet up on the chair in a lounging position looking like an ass while she took the other seat up. Then her brain started pushing her, insisting on small talk she hoped wasn’t going to be too awkward. “ It’s busy, huh? I mean... I’m probably stating the obvious... I suppose. ”

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teddy walsh

     when it came to slow nights at the bar, teddy usually had to find creative ways to entertain himself. he never really liked standing still for too long. it made his legs ache, made him feel antsy to move. it was one of the reasons why he became a bartender in the first place. on busier nights, there was no such thing as standing around. he was pacing behind the bar and keeping his hands busy pouring drinks. teddy was in his domain–actually felt in control of himself for once. 

     it took him ten minutes. any longer standing still and he was sure he would have imploded. 

     nose crinkled in concentration, teddy flipped an empty beer bottle in his hand. he had been trying to practice the more finer skills of bartending. watching his coworkers flip and toss and catch full bottles of alcohol all but made teddy starry-eyed. he needed to learn how to do that too. he needed to. 

     it landed in his palm easily, and teddy couldn’t help but grin large and crooked. he knew he shouldn’t get too cocky, flipping the bottle around the back of his hand before tossing it in the air once more, this time higher. he’d catch it just fine. he knew he would. 

     smash. 

     wincing when the bottle hit the ground and burst into a million tiny shards, teddy paused for a moment, wearily looking over his shoulder to see if any of his coworkers were paying attention. thankfully they were not, and he let out a sigh of relief before he caught eyes with someone on the other side of the bar. chuckling sheepishly, teddy rubbed the back of his head, returning that crooked grin as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being caught. 

     “uh…i’m still learning?” he tried, chuckling once more. “let’s just pretend this didn’t happen, okay?”

          ANDI didn’t really drink that often and she’d been warned more than once not to start drinking away problems. But she’d also been told more than once that it helped too. Last night had been a rough night of nightmares about people she only knew through other nightmares. They were faceless unless there was someone she met after “the accident,” but it was rare that they weren’t faceless. So, she decided this time she’d try something to maybe forget for a little bit. As much forgetting as the cheapest alcohol would allow.

She jumped a bit when she heard the bottle break near her and she was jolted from her thoughts so suddenly it took her a second to catch up with what happened. But then she made eye-contact with the bartender who’d dropped the bottle and she smiled. “ Oh, definitely. I won’t say a word. What happened? I don’t know. Bottle what? ”