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louisealberson:
She let out a small laugh, then shook her head a bit. “It’s nothin’ all that interesting.” She assured him. When he leaned forward to look at the work, Louise hesitated a bit before answering. “Just…some work numbers. Is there anything I can help you find?”
“Um. No, I’m fine, I was just... reading,” he said slowly, glancing over her papers quietly. He didn’t mean to snoop, he was just... curious! “What do you do for work?”
ctrlbeau:
Beau laughed. “I wouldn’t want to be. I love animals but not that much.” He replied with a laugh. “Im not messy either. So don’t worry about that and I’m good at keeping the animals all clean and they’re very well behaved.”
“Well now you just sound fake.” he teased, nudging at him as he walked. “And I’m not too worried. I mean. I’m not all that clean, anyway. I mean. I’m not horrible, but...”
williamscxtt:
“I must say that Dukin Donuts seem to be a little bit more attractive than this place right now. About five people almost cost me a ride back home for a change of clothes.” He did have to admit that it was the best place to get the coffee fix in the city and William was a bit choosy over his coffee, he wasn’t the kind of British to prefer tea — in fact, he did hate tea a little bit.Â
“I have absolutely no desire to be around here in times like these,” he chuckled, “perhaps I should raise my secretary’s paycheck and ask her to make coffee, too. Hers is a bloody good coffee and I just realized how sexist this may have sounded,” the man shook his head a bit. “The tightness might be getting in the way of my brain cells.”
“I mean. Dunks is pretty good.” he pointed out, grinning slightly. “You know. Boston Runs on Dunkins. Everyone knows that.” he teased, grinning widely and laughing a tiny bit. Ro, at least, wasn’t particularly picky about his coffee and breakfast, but he did like to treat himself every now and again.
 “Maybe a little sexist. I forgive you,” he assured him, glancing over at him and sipping at his coffee. “But, I mean, hey, if you can pay someone to make you coffee...”
cassidyxmichealis:
“I would go too if I didn’t have the club to worry about….” Cassidy mused with a pout. “It’s almost getting hard to try and come up with things to host at the club, though it’s doing really well right now. Got the talent show coming up and I need to hire a really good band for next week too.’
“That sounds like fun! Don’t complain.” he protested, laughing a bit as he glanced up at her. “That all sounds really amazing. If I could spend all my time in a club and with talent and bands and stuff, that would be incredible.”Â
Trying to manage a Newfoundland, mix or not, could sometimes be a challenge. Though the enormous dogs were gentle giants, they did sometimes garner attention, while also being quite strong. Maisie had insisted she could handle Sirius herself, but he’d bounded after a stranger none-the-less. Harry left her with Viper, the much more manageable three legged chihuahua. Quickly, he raced over to the stranger and grabbed his dog’s leash, “I-I-I’m so sorry,” he says, clearing his throat as his gaze flickers towards the other’s, “My-my daughter wan-wanted to hold him, uh, and, he-he’s a, uh, a lot of dog for her. I-I’m sorry, he is, he’s a nice boy.”
Well, when Romeo had gone out for a walk, he, er... He did not expect to be attacked by a giant furry black dog. I mean. It wasn’t really an attack because it was a pretty affectionate mauling.
 Bowled over by the massive canine, Romeo spluttered in surprise at the tongue lapping across his face... And then just laughed, wriggling beneath the animal.Â
 “It’s-- it’s okay.” he laughed, beginning to get up when the dog was retrieved by his owner. “He is a nice dog.”
wynmadsen:
“Nice,” she responded with a smile and a nod. “Are you a nurse or maybe a med student?” He looked too young to be a doctor, though that didn’t necessarily mean he couldn’t be since looks were often deceiving.Â
“I’m a nurse, yeah,” he confirmed, smiling a tiny bit and nodding to her. He was proud of their occupation, even if it hadn’t been their first pick of a dream career...
 “Why? Are you a nurse or a doctor or anything?”
t0nyfitz:
Tony loved being around people who were excited easily and weren’t afraid to show their passion, and he could see it in this guy. “That’s really cool…how’d ya get into it? I’ve always wanted to surf, but I don’t know how I’d do snowboarding. It’s looks pretty difficult…I mean not that surfing doesn’t, but there’s somethin’ about snow being added to the equation that makes it seem harder. Are there good slopes around here? Sorry to be rude, name’s Tony.”
“God, I don’t even know. Uh... my family used to go skiing all the time in the winter at Mount Wachusett. And then at some point, I just stopped skiing and started snowboarding instead, and I loved it so much I never stopped.” he admitted, grinning widely. “It’s not that hard. I mean. I don’t think it is? But I might be biased.” he admitted, laughing a bit. “But Mount Wachusett isn’t so far from here! I go all the time once it gets cold and snowy...”
 “I’m Ro. Nice to meet ya.”Â
wynmadsen:
Wyn stood with a small smile, arm outstretched in offering his hospital ID back to him, with some amusement. There it was, dangling from her hand with his picture and name on it and he still checked his pockets first before taking it. “You’re welcome, dear.” She let her hand fall back to her side once he retrieved his ID from her hand. “It was one of those perfect timing moments. I had looked over just as it broke away from your lanyard.” After a pause, she added, “I didn’t look but which hospital do you work at? I imagine it would’ve been hard doing anything without that there.”
Force of habit. At least he had it now!
 “I work at the UMass Memorial, in the ER,” he reported, giving a polite smile as he pocketed his ID, to be sure he didn’t lose it again. “It would have been a pain, that’s for sure... I would’ve had to buy a new one and that’s, like, fifty bucks.” he sighed.
itsjessiemarty:
Jesse grins before giving a fake cough into his fist, “Doc, I can’t really-” another fit of fake coughing, “Work isn’t looking like a thing, don’t think I can come it.” some out right hacking now, just to spice it up, “Oh yeah, it’s bad, I think I need a whole week off!” he says, draping himself obnoxiously onto Romeo playfully.
Jesse laughed, leaning over and smacking him. “Oh, please. I think a hospital full of doctors would be able to catch on if I was faking it.” he pointed out, raising a brow. “You’re the worst, did you know that?”
cassidyxmichealis:
Hot Dawgs and Handrails….she wanted to ask why, but kept her mouth shut as she listened to him. “Well it sounds like fun and now I wanna go too if they have a music event and everything going on-but I have to work on the days that they have this thing in South California….”
He laughed very sadly, pouting a bit and leaning back. “Yeah, I know. Me too. I’d die to get to go! But I gotta work.” he hummed, making a face. “I dunno, maybe some day I suppose.”Â
Bridget was never one to cower in the shadows and drink by her lonesome, especially if she was out celebrating. And while she might have been by herself tonight, that didn’t meant she couldn’t find someone in this bustling bar to toast her to the days accomplishments. The blonde had done it. She signed the papers to the bare bones building that would soon be her own gallery space, which meant she was one step closer to finally being respected by her fellow art dealers. It had taken a while to get to this point, but she was proud of herself, and she was going to make it known. Turning to the person beside her, Bridget held up her vodka soda. “Please tell me I’m not the only one celebrating tonight. And if I am, humor me for a minute and I’ll buy you another of whatever you’re drinking.”
Romeo paused slightly, glancing over at the stranger and offering her a little half smile. “Does not letting anyone in the ER count as something worth celebrating? Because, in that case, yes.” He said, grinning widely as he held up his own drink to toast. “Why? What’s happened in your life that’s so worth celebrating?” he questioned, quietly interesting.
thouforarthere:
“Dogs bark sometimes, don’t they?” he teased, grinning over at the other as he walked, “I see what you mean, though. I don’t think I could handle living alone.”
Beau laughed. “That definitely doesn’t count. I know they love me and all but there’s no human conversation going on and I can’t be the crazy guy talking to animals all day.”
“Well, I mean, you could be if you really wanted to be.” he reasoned. “You just don’t wanna be. Totally different.”Â
Heels clicked rapidly as she jogged to catch up with the person getting away. “Wait, wait, wait —-” Wynonna called out, taking their arm gently as she caught up with them. “Hold on, sorry for the grab, I’d been hollering for you,” she let out in a breath. Stopping before them and releasing them, Wyn held out the item they’d dropped in her hand. “You dropped this back there.”
Ro paused a moment, blinking in surprise. For a second, he thought it was some crazy lady or something, but no. She had something for him. Romeo’s eyes widened in surprise when he caught sight of his hospital ID; “Romeo Tan, in bright, bold letters.” He moved to check his pocket; nope, not there. It must have fallen off of its lanyard. He needed to replace that ratty old thing.Â
 “Thank you so much. I would be in so much trouble if I lost this thing...” he laughed, gratefully accepting it.
thouforarthere:
“What? No, man. I have plenty of people skills.” he protested, sticking his tongue out at him, like an adult. “I don’t think I’m subconsciously turning down the opportunity to get laid.”Â
“Haha! You don’t think you are.” He teases, still grinning, amused by the very mature tongue he got suck out at him, “Do you like the girls you talk to? Because that’s happened to me, you start talking and the energy kind of flat lines, it’s the worst.”
“I’m not!” he protested, laughing a little. “And of course I do! Maybe, like, I’m not crazy about all of them, but at least most of them.” he insisted. Please... why would he go flirt with people he didn’t even like?Â
thouforarthere:
“I wouldn’t break tradition on you,” he assured him with a laugh, grinning a bit as he moved to walk with him. He knew that Killian was mostly just fucking with him, and he didn’t really mind. He had known Killian long enough to know he was a big grump all the time, and he actually kind of liked that. He thought he was sort of funny when he was trying to be all mean and grouchy to everyone.
 “Oh yeah? Cool.” he agreed, nodding slightly. He was equally excited about new places and old places by now. He knew he was probably gonna have a good time no matter what. He was always a bit intimidated when they approached a new club, especially a new gay club, but… Killian always seemed to know what he was doing.
 Like tonight, when he really, really knew what he was doing and walked them right in through the front door, and Romeo was stupidly impressed, unable to stop himself from grinning as he wandered in, looking around, and drank all in.
 “Of course I’m drinking tonight.” he laughed. “And I assume you are, too.” What fun would it be otherwise?
Killian was lucky in the sense that Romeo wasn’t one to take offense to his less than kind nature. He was admittedly a little bit rough around the edges, but usually with people that knew him, they knew it was just his way, and that he wasn’t the asshole he so tried to be. Or maybe he was and people were just used to it. Either way, it was a good thing Romeo understood it, or he’d have to apologize. The kid wasn’t as cynical as Killian, and a helluva lot more innocent, and Killian didn’t want to scar him by being too grouchy.
“You better be drinking tonight’ Killian smirked, leading him off to the bar where he ordered himself a whisky. Not that he was going to pressure Romeo into drinking, but he did know the younger male was a little more loose when he drank, a little more willing to dance and have fun and be who he really was, which Killian favored. “Drinks are on me, of course, get whatever you want.”
Even if Killian was kind of a grouch or a bitch sometimes, Romeo didn’t mind it. He kind of thought he was funny, and besides, he never said anything particularly mean to him, which was what mattered to him. Kinda made him feel special.
 “Fuck yes.” he cheered softly, grinning widely as he walked with him, getting something simple for now; rum and coke. He loved drinking but wasn’t one much for the taste of alcohol, so he always liked mixed drinks, especially ones that tasted especially interesting.Â
 “Have I ever mentioned how much I love it when you say the words “drinks are on me?”’
thouforarthere:
“Huh. Oh. I mean. No one. Yet.” he said, laughing a bit nervously, moving the phone so she could watch the videos on his phone; which was snowboarding. “It’s just, like, a teaser video someone put together. There’s this event coming up… Oh my god, it’s gonna be so amazing when it drops…”Â
She got confused at first, then when he moved the phone so she could see the snowboarding video, then understood. “What event?” Cassidy couldn’t help but ask, now very interested and now really wanted to go. “And where can I go and see this awesome snowboarder?”
“It’s in South California; it’s called Hot Dawgs and Handrails, which is a really stupid name, but they didn’t ask me about it.” he laughed a bit. “I really wish I could go see it in person, I’m sure it’s gonna be amazing, and they have this music event and everything going on, too...”
thouforarthere:
“English is the worst.” he laughed. “It’s my first language and I still think that Javanese and Indonesian are both way easier and way more simple. I mean, they’re not easy languages, but at least they make sense!”
“English is just…complicated, sometimes. At least Spanish doesn’t have really stupid pronunciation rules, you speak it exactly how  you write it.”
“I just wish English would follow its own rules.” he laughed. “But it’s not horrible, I suppose. I just feel bad for people who have to come here and learn it as a second or third language.”Â
