I build a home and wait for, someone to tear it down Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running Cause, I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
“Oh gosh, I beg to differ,” she responded, still coughing some. She plucked the cigarette back up and placed it between her lips again. “I’ll just hold it here. Still looks cool even though I’m not actually smoking – I basically just hacked the system.” Her eyes followed the smoke released from the guy in front of her. She smiled. “At least 90%? Hey, that’s probably the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me. I’ll remember you when I’m Rihanna-level famous. Maybe you’ll make it into the eventual documentary of my life.”
“Maybe? Just maybe?? I demand to be the star of your documentary! ‘Oh my life would be so gray and dull without him.’ Yes I do want you to say those exact words, also couple of tears wouldn’t hurt.” Samuel put out the half finished cigarette. It was an annoying habit he’d been trying to break since he was back in Austria all those years ago, he had promised himself to stop smoking but he still tended to do it, every once in a while.
“ I just don’t get kids these days with their hashtags and selfies. If you are gonna eat something, don’t take a picture of it, you know? I just— why? Let’s pretend I am eating these fries right now, and instagramming them would benefit me how? I just want to eat them. I’m not judging, I am just truly confused. ”
Samuel was lying spread across the couch, watching yet another horrible reality show, as the other man spoke out about his confusion with kids nowadays. He couldn’t help but agree. When he was their age he had never even watched TV before, he was already working and in a way acting as if he was all grown up. “I know right? I don’t understand half of what they’re doing or talking about, If I should be completely honest. Also are they REALLY eating tide pods?”
“ to be completely honest with you, i don’t know, ” luke mumbled on the phone, his eyes rolling back as he gripped the styrofoam cup filled with coffee tight in his hands. he was trying to determine who was the source for his latest feature piece but the name was slipping his mind. “ i’ll get the name back to you soon, i promise. “ walking out the familiar cafe door, his body instantly rammed into another’s. stumbling backwards, luke’s blue hues widened as his phone dropped to the ground and coffee soon plummeted onto the concrete. “ i’m so sorry ! fuck, i- ” the words came out in a stutter. “ i’m sorry, oh my god. “
The music was BLASTING in his headphones as he walked down the street. He was on his way home after a really good dance show and he truthfully couldn’t be in a better mood, even if he tried. He might have been too focused on the tune that was playing in ears rather than where he was walking, because as he was walking past the cafe he slammed into another person, which resulted in him getting SOAKED with hot coffee. “It’s alright! Don’t worry about it man, I should have been more careful” He couldn’t help the quiet chuckle that escaped his lips as he held his shirt slightly away from his body. “Are you alright though?”
the grocery store– kayn’s worst enemy. as their eyes scanned the shelves for the specific type of cereal they wanted (fruity pebbles, obviously, because they were an adult) it looked as though the store had ran out. “damn it…” they said in a small whisper, brows knitting together slightly in frustration before looking around more. really, their eyes should’ve been looking where they were going because before they knew it? BANG. COLLISION. the basket that kayn held dropped to the floor, items scattering everywhere and all they felt like wanting to do was running and hiding. “shit– sorry, that was my fault. eyes weren’t looking on the road, my complete fuck up.” god i’m an idiot. crouching down, kayn started to pick up the items and once again start to say; “sorry, i’m an idiot. heh. are you okay? i didn’t hurt you, right?”
Samuel had been distracted all day. His mind was somewhere far away from the small grocery store in the little town. He had been like this since he woke up and after accidentally spilling his coffee TWICE, he had eventually decided to get out and wander around town and that’s how he ended up in the grocery store. After couple of minutes of walking down each and every isle trying to find something that in a way would remind him of his childhood, he knew it was stupid but he couldn’t help it, he simply missed his folks. Empty handed and FRUSTRATED he made his way down the cereal isle to get out of the store but that was when someone slammed into him. “Shit” He cursed under his breath as he watched the other person’s items fall to the ground. “No this was my fault, here let me help you” He knelt down beside them to help them pick up their things. “No, you didn’t hurt me at all, but are you alright. I’m really sorry”
—— cisco, TRUTHFULLY, hated his job. however, he was in school and despite the fact that his parents helped him financially, he needed SOME money. therefore, it was his respective goal NOT to get fired from the tiny coffee shop he called a job. however, after a long day, the last thing cisco needs is someone walking in right when he’s about to lock up. the ding from the coffee shops door sounded more like M I S E R Y to cisco, and he doesn’t even bother looking up when he speaks. “i’m just curious, but do you realize what time it is ? because I DO, and would you look at that ! we’re closed.” it was rude, perhaps, but he was closing ALONE, and he couldn’t be bothered with manners. then again, when was cisco ever bothered with manner ? not often.
Without saying a single word Samuel checked his phone before showing it to the barista. “Well it closes after one minute, so if you hurry up making my coffee, then you should be finished before closing” Samuel was never actually rude to waiters and baristas, but the day had been way too long for him to simply let the guy be rude to him and make him miss his favourite part of the day, his evening coffee. Also after having to spend the past hour with screaming five year old girls, he felt entitled to the strong black coffee he always got after class. “I will tip you really fucking well, I just need my coffee to survive”
“Fuck!” Ayla exclaimed in the midst of all her choking. Gray smoke escaped her lips, and the butt of the cigarette somehow landed on the top of her hand, burning her. In her defense, she thought trying a cigarette for the first time would be glamorous – sexy, even. It wasn’t the first time TV & movies failed her. “God, people like this? I got burned, it tastes bad, and it made me feel like I only reached 50% of Rihanna-level badassery.”
Samuel glanced at the brunet beside him, the cigarette dangling between his lips. “Aye, it’s not that bad!” A hint of a smile appeared on his lips as he ran his fingers through his dark hair. “But I honestly don’t think anyone really likes it, to be honest. It’s just a habit that is difficult to break” He told her as he inhaled slowly, filling his lungs with the toxic smoke before exhaling, watching the light smoke vanish up in thin air. “Also you reached without a doubt at the very least 90% Rihanna-level badassery, just saying.”
Hi! I’m Lex (they/them, 21, gmt) and I’m really excited to start roleplaying with all of you. First thing first, I’m going to attempt to write up a tiny little intro for Samuel. It’s not going to be long because I’ll be eventually writing his bio, so if you want to know more about my boy then you should def read that when it’s up! NOW as always if you´d like to plot just like this or message me!
—— SEBASTIAN STAN, CIS-MALE, THIRTY-THREE, he/him. // every time i hear NO ROOTS by ALICE MERTON, it makes me think of SAMUEL BOSWELL. i haven’t seen them in a while. they’re busy as an DANCER & A DANCE TEACHER now, and they’re still known to be CAPTIVATING and ASPIRING and of course, ANXIOUS and AIMLESS too. recently, i learned that HE WAS BORN INTO A GYPSY FAMILY BUT RAN AWAY WHEN HE WAS 16. —— Samuel came to town when he was twenty five years old after being on the road by himself for years. He had never even considered living in one town for longer then couple of days, but when he came to town and met the people he knew he wouldn’t be able to leave.
- Samuel Boswell ( Shandor Boswell ) Was born October 10th, 1985 to a large family of seven.
- He was born on the road in Bulgaria to a gypsy family that had made camp outside a small Bulgarian town.
- Samuel’s childhood consisted of traveling with his family and making money by dancing and selling things he and his family had created back in their camp.
- Even though he was only a kid he knew by then that this was going to be his life, that he was going to get married to a nice girl and they were going to travel together and never really settle down. He quite frankly hated it.
- He wanted to settle down and make a life and a name for himself but he, in a way felt trapped.
-So when he was sixteen years old he ran away from home. He travelled through Europe. Most of the time he made money by dancing but sometimes when he was lucky he would find someone willing to hire him for couple of days or weeks.
- After years of working small time jobs he had made enough money to buy a plane ticket to the US.
-There he travelled even more, he changed his name to Samuel and met new people.
- After years of telling himself that he was going to find a place to settle down and live for the rest of his life, he kind of felt lost. He was travelling just as much as he did back before he left his family and still he hadn’t been able to find a place to call a home.
- That was until he stumbled into Oakport one late afternoon. Originally he only came there to stay the night and find something to eat, but he completely fell in love with the town and it’s people. So he decided that he had finally been able to find his home.
- That was eight years ago. Today he has a beautiful home that he’s sharing with one other person. He has a steady job as a dance teacher and he’s surrounding himself with great people. So you could say that everything’s going great for him after he moved to town!!.
- Samuel is a really open person tbh, he is able to make friends really easily
- He kind of finds it hard to settle down with one person. So it’s not a rare sight to see him with different guy every night.
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