;; The only easy day was yesterday

Valentina Kayla Dawson-Turner Ex- Navy Officer Married Owner and Personal Trainer at Planet Fitness. 31 Years Young.

[valentinakayla-turner]

“You know when this shit blows over, i’m going to down to the news station and i’m going to smack Bob upside the fucking head with my combat boots.” The brunette tossed out as she fixed her dark locks under her beanie. “It’s only a little fucking snow.” Val tossed out before pulling a full flask of her favorite poison and took a big swig before looking over at her cousin. “I have important things to do, like try and talk my idiot husband into seeing a doctor. Maybe going to a fucking sperm bank. Artificial insemination and shit. Then again there's a lot of cock in here. You think any of these guys are willing to donate their sperm?”

@reiddcwson

[hartenstraathummel]

When they’d said just to bring necessities and care items, one of the first things to come to mind for Aiden was to bring his guitar. If he was going to sit in the fucking marine science center for god knows how long, he was, at the very least, going to be able to do something to keep cabin fever at bay. So, when he arrived with his bags of blankets, food, and extra clothes, he’d lugged all that and his guitar to a corner away from people and starting gently picking at the strings. He didn’t even notice that someone had walked over until they were already sitting down. Glancing up at them, he flashed a smile. “Any requests?” 

[valentinakayla-turner]

Valentina was pretty sure she wasn’t the only one who hated the meteorologist for over exaggerating about storms. This one on the other hand was probably no different, at least that was what Valentina thought. She was sure this was going to blow over, and the hype of it all was for nothing. Finding herself at the Marina only because her cousin Reid and Layla talked her into taking safety precautions, the brunette found herself at the Marina taking shelter with everyone else. Coming across a young male and his guitar she rolled her shoulders and sighed, “how about you’re so vain, because i’m sure there isn’t a song about murdering the meteorologist for being a prick.”

[emsmoretti]

“Shh, shh, I’m right here.” Emma carefully soothed her daughter, brushing her hair back as the young child’s face twisted as she dreamed. The brunette leaned down, pressing her lips to her daughter’s forehead. Her son, all curls and smiles, was laughing at something, pointing at the snow as it fell to the ground. “Momma, can we go play outside?” He asked, turning to face his mother with pleading eyes. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to laugh or sigh at his question. “No, baby, not right now,” she trailed off, looking for his toys she brought with her. “But, I brought puzzles and games and you and Dahlia’s legos and Barbies. We could play with those?” She smiled at her son the boy turning to a stranger next to them without warning. “Do you wanna play with us?” He asked, staring up at the stranger with wide, chocolate hued eyes. Emma reached forward, grabbing his hand to pull him back from the stranger. “Luc, I’m sure they’re busy,” she whispered, trying to keep Dahlia from waking up. She glanced up at the newcomer, smiling apologetically. “Sorry about that.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

Just Val’s luck to be stuck in a place where someone had their kids with them. She was at the point where she would rather be out there in that damn snowstorm them being inside stuck with these kids and their parent. A heavy sigh leaving her lips, hazel hues traveling over as she looked at the little boy and girl interact with their mother. Her stomach twisting into knots and all she wanted to do was strangle her husband or a few doctors. At the little boy’s question, Val shook her head and looked away from him. She kept quiet until the mother spoke to her. “Yeah, no problem.” She responded, shifting uncomfortably in her spot. “Maybe you should put them to sleep.”

[lancesutherland-blog]

“Yeah, you see that penguin right there? That fucker is laughing at us. He’s like ‘bitches can’t handle the snow.’ More like I can’t feel my nose, jackass.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

Val turned to look over at the supposed penguin that was laughing at them. A roll of her eyes followed as she look beside her, back over at the male. “Yeah, well I wonder what roast penguin would taste like. I bet it taste like duck.” She tossed out only to look back over her shoulder once more.

[valentinakayla-turner]

andycastello:

Andy frowned, fighting the roll of her eyes that threatened to give away her slight irritation. She was standing behind the woman, waiting like the rest of them for the line to start shifting so she could finally order her coffee. It was a pain the ass to wait, but Andy knew what it was like to be buried in customers with little to no help, and she couldn’t keep her mouth shut. “Yeah it’s shit but they’re busy, it can’t really be helped unless you wanna get over the counter and start help move things along.” 

That was voice was familiar and Val couldn’t put a name to it unless she saw the other face, in which she whipped her head around to look at the women behind her. “Andy.” She responded only to roll her eyes herself, “leave it up to you to be neutral about the whole situation.” She scoffed, “I think i’ve helped people enough. So how about a no?” She tossed out, “you know it won’t be a bad idea if you went up there, I mean since you suggested it and all.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

becca-lawrence:

The baristas behind the counter always looked like they were on the verge of panic attacks, obviously unequipped to handle the pressure of when the line got too long. Not that Rebecca could blame them, she understood it must’ve been a terrifyingly stressful situation to be in. Letting out a chuckle, she nodded her head. “Cold coffee is the absolute worse,” She said, though exaggerated, she believed her words to be true. “I mean, it’s not iced coffee— it’s literally coffee that used to be fresh.” Cringing at her own words, she glanced back behind the counter again. “I ordered a simple black coffee, not sure why I’ve been standing here for ten minutes.”

Valentina turned to look at the other women who just spoke, a cock of a brow and her arms folding across her chest as she listened to the few words the women had to say. “You said used to, so there you go. Hot coffee that is cold is literally stale coffee, you said it yourself.” Val pointed out, only to shake her head just at the idea of having a cup of cold coffee in her hand that wasn’t even iced. “That’s a mystery even for me, and to think you’d be in and out with a hot fresh brewed cup.” Val moved her fingers to rub the bridge of her nose before letting a sigh. “Maybe they need to hire more people, or fire these and get all new workers.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

layla-dawson:

“God, Reid’s got the whole town behind him, I swear.” Layla laughed, green hues rolling. “Difference being, he’s actually nice, so—” Which obviously paid off for him at the end of the day, but the blonde saw no point in it. Being kind all the time, even to people who deserved it least, was exhausting.  Or at least she imagined it to be, she really couldn’t act like she could relate to any of it. “I think it does run in the family, or something just went horribly wrong with us.” She teased, raising an eyebrow. Letting out another laugh, Layla shook her head. She was always so stubborn in that sense, once her mind was made up there was no changing it. No matter who was arguing with her, using what evidence, she always believed that she was right. “If luck exists, then I’d have to believe that the universe has been all to rude to me, and I’d rather sleep at night not believing that the whole world has it out for me,” Especially as of late, it wasn’t exactly like Layla had a positive view on the universe. “I’d do more than run away and scream, I’d probably pull the mace out of my wallet, which would end awfully for the both of us—” The girl replied, only half-joking now. “I know, Val, I know. I think alcohol with a side of food is a great idea.”

“One of us Dawson’s have to do it. If it’s not us, it’s him. The dad with two kids, can you believe that?” She added with a small laugh, if anything Val was grateful for Reid and Layla unlike her own siblings, Val was able to be herself around her cousins, which was why she was much closer to them. “Had to be the one with kids to get the attention and hearts of everyone else you know. Not like us.” The brunette pointed out, “Layla, girl, let me tell you its that damn last chromosome, thats why you are I are the way we are. Call me crazy but i’m taking it all the way down to the DNA. Fight me on it, I bet you that’s the answer.” She pressed her lips together to hold in the laugh that she so badly wanted to spur out. “Well the universe plays in different ways you know. Can’t always win, even when you think its a 50/50 chance there is always some sort of byproduct to screw it up for us. If it wasn’t for that damn Snake to tell Eve to eat that damn forbidden fruit that maybe we won’t be bleeding every damn month.” She sighed, rolling her eyes. At the mention of her cousin pulling out mace seeing a big Macaw on her shoulders, Valentina burst out into laughter, leaning over she then held her stomach all the while trying to catch her breath. “Listen i’ll run out the room before you even pull the trigger. It’s just you and that bird in here then.” She teased, “or I might have to carry around a gas mask with me, who gave you mace anyway?” She asked, narrowing her eyes at her cousin. “You can’t be harming birds like that. Your going to have to take that poor bird to the vet if you mace it. That’s animal cruelty.” She teased once more, “alcohol with a side of food, now your talking. Lead the way!”

[valentinakayla-turner]

mascnking:

Prior to coming into Westbrook, Mason almost always got his coffee at the police station. It was nothing fancy, and he usually only had one kind of creamer and one type of sugar to add to the black coffee. He’d grown to favor it above all other kinds, especially those served at Starbucks. He couldn’t handle the overly flavored or sweetened concoctions everyone seemed to be into these days. It was a woman’s words and the tone she spoke them in that drew his attention. “Seems not a lot of people put ‘drink less coffee’ on their resolutions lists,” he commented idly, scanning the line that was before them. “Suppose iced coffee will start becoming more of a thing.”

At the male’s remark, Valentina couldn’t help but to chuckle. Her hazel eyes darting over in his direction, a slight smirk tugging on the corner of her lips. “If that was the case, then i’m pretty sure the price for coffee would drop. But that’s impossible, more the half the population of human inhabitants are addicted to the drink. Its a good thing it doesn’t kill us in our sleep.” She tossed out, “yeah, when it gets a little warmer. You have to be a sicko if your drinking ice coffee in the winter. Who does that?”

[valentinakayla-turner]

oliviarcmero:

            “Okay, what is their fucking problem?” Olivia glanced at the time on her phone, an annoyed sigh slipping from her lips as she looked back to the front of the line. She had been waiting to be able to place her coffee order forever now. “It’s not always taking this long around here, right? Last time I could place my order rather quickly. Cold coffee is awful, I agree. But this? This also sucks a lot.”

“Either that asshole is getting his cock sucked behind the counter, or he is a real life human snail. That can be the only two options for this extra slowness in here, one that is not acceptable for nothing.” Valentina responded, sucking her teeth as she peered up in the front. “That’s what i’m saying, you can be in and out of here in two minutes max, its honestly ridiculous today. Are they growing the fucking coffee beans back there is beyond me.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

sophiavanderbilt:

            It really hadn’t been Sophia’s intention to spend so much time at the coffee shop. She had planned to just go in, get herself some coffee, and then go straight back outside and home. But apparently there was a holdup in front of the line, and she had been standing here for a good ten minutes now. “No, cold coffee is definitely not made for winter,” Sophia answered the question of the woman in line in front of her. “I don’t get what’s taking so long? Is the machine broken or something?”

Valentina was just about to walk off the line, up to the front counter and pull the asshole from the other end over and kick them in the ass. But the last thing she needed was to be charged for assault. Oh that would be fun, to have Athena come down there and put her in cuffs. Then again her and the brunette had an understanding and Val was sure that she would get off the hook. Sighing, Valentina looked behind her to the women was standing right behind and shook her head. “Definitely isn’t. Its like inviting death.” She responded before rolling her shoulders, “no idea but if I have to wait another ten minutes here I swear to everything that is holy I will break that machine with my hands.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

raleighxmonroe:

Raleigh hadn’t quite known when coffee became such a habit in his life. He didn’t know whether it was from his high school years or maybe in college when the idea of having something warm to just soothe and possibly wake up easier sounded better than water or juice. Either way, it was a common sight to see him at the cafe with his own cup of coffee in his hands. He never really learned how to make the drink on his own so it came to him buying it. And even though his cousin had gotten him a keurig for Christmas, it was still a hard habit to break int coming into the shop. “Is there really a place that delivers coffee? That honestly sounds like the worst idea ever. I’d rather wait in this line than have my coffee be cold.” 

Time was of the essence, and although Valentina didn’t have any clients to see that morning, she liked being there to see what was going on in her gym. It really wasn’t required of her to be there, but what kind of boss would she be if she wasn’t there at least one time during the day to over look things? This coffee line on the other hand was ruining her mood and vibe for the day. Perhaps she should have made her own coffee this morning before leaving her house, but she was craving that peppermint flavored coffee this morning. Had it not been for that she would have been on her way. Taping her feet away she rolled her eyes only to look behind her when the male spoke, her brows furrowed and she tilted her head as he went on. “Yes, you didn’t know?” She asked, curiosity getting the good of her. “You know some Dunkin Donuts offer delivery right? And some local bodegas but that’s all I know. I would never order coffee out, unless I want to be an asshole about it and not come out to get it myself, but that’s just me. Think this line is going to move, or should we just leave right about now before we pull our own hair out?”

[valentinakayla-turner]

Standing in line waiting to place her order of a large peppermint mocha coffee at the local cafe. Valentina waited patiently, hands placed on her hips, fingers tapping against her person as she shifted just slightly to see what the hold up was in the front of the line. “You’d think that they would have their shit together since the New Year started.” She commented, rolling her eyes unaware if anyone around her heard her remark. “I can’t even imagine if they delivered, it would be a disaster. Cold coffee, isn’t that everyone’s worst nightmare during the winter, or is it mine?”

[paxtonabernathy]

Paxton haven’t expected the ice cold beverage to go from the glass to his features. The shock slapped him, his mouth dropping open before then closing. Spitting out some of what managed to string his taste buds. He brought a hand to his features and roughly ran it down his face, in an attempt to wipe the liquid off. Blue eyes flashing open and piercing the person before him. “ — What the hell?”

[valentinakayla-turner]

Val couldn’t remember the last time she saw some of her old mates from the military. What were the odds of running into one of them here, in this small town called, Westbrook? So when Valentina saw her good ole friend Paxton, she immediately threw her glass of Johnny Walker on the rocks in his face, all the while throwing her hands in the air screaming his name, “Paxton Abernathy!” She laughed at his remark even more so at the look on his face. “Still haven’t learned to hold your breathe, have you? You won’t survive a shipwreck at all.” She teased before pushing his shoulders.

[connorxking-blog]

“Are you planning to finish that,” he spoke lowly whilst wiping down the counter around said person’s drink. “Or should I just assume you’re going to keep nursing it until close? Hope you realize there’s no point in pretending like you can actually handle liquor that strong, you’ve got nobody in here to impress.” 

[valentinakayla-turner]

Apparently the bar was the place one would go to find their love, wasn’t that what Ed Sheeran sang about? But Val wasn’t here to find her love, she was here to have a few drinks and go home to said love, maybe. If anyone knew Valentina at all, they knew that she drank like a fish, so while she sat there at the bar a few cups placed in front of her. Her hazel eyes caught those of a dark hair blue eyed bartender who was speaking to the person beside her. A small chuckle leaving her lips as she picked up a glass and finished it off, reaching for the other. “You know some people can’t take the heat when it comes to alcohol, right, maybe they are waiting till midnight, possibly trying to catch you when your off your shift to exchange numbers or something.” She teased, glancing over back at him before letting her eyes settled on her new cup.

[prophcsy]

While she had been mopping and being depressed for most of the holidays she had decided enough was enough, that in order to get out of the groove she was in was to be proactive. And thats exactly what she was going to do. She had delegated all events to the rest of the girls at the office, she was simply going to supervise and help were they needed her, but her main focus now was something else, something big. She knocked everything off her desk and expanded some blue print over it, smiling like a kid on a Christmas morning. “This is going to be awesome, you know?” She began speaking as she felt the presence of someone else. “The old run down Moretti home is about to glow up.” 

[valentinakayla-turner]

Valentina wasn’t the one to find herself in company of someone she hardly knew, but here she was visiting, the women who helped her pick a nice dress to wear for a night out. Watching the other in silence of course, Val was waiting to bolt out the door and go home and crawl into her empty bed, that was until Rosie pulled out a huge piece of paper, and unfold it on the table. Helping herself to her feet she walked to the table and glanced down at a blueprint of some residence. Hazel eyes now darting over as the other spoke, “your not going to set a fire on the front lawn are you? Last thing we need a fire marshal down there because we’re committing arson.”

[valentinakayla-turner]

avrilyork:

  Avril had met the brunette before her in a way she had truly wished she never had had to. While, she was grateful that she had had the privilege, there was always going to be apart of her that wished Liam had never went. While she respected his bravery, the lost of her brother would never be a hole truly filled, and with so many of those already, she couldn’t help but feel — empty. Although, as the pairing embraced, the warmth of the friend before her was truly comforting. Strange, sure, but nonetheless comforting. It had been way too long. Avril pressed soft rosy lips into a flat lined, all the while willing them into a smile. One tough cookie — she had heard that all her life, in fact, after a while, instead of feeling like a compliment, it started feeling more like an excuse. Why is this happening to me? You’re a tough cookie, you’ll be fine. Why are you doing this? You’ve got this, you’re tough. Dodge the bullet. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as the brunette explained that she wanted her to squeeze the life out of her heart. Avril’s head tilted slightly to the side, with a lazy shrug of her shoulder. “Sorry, Val, I don’t like to lose, so I’d be the worst one to have. You know, too busy trying to keep you alive, instead.” She explained, with a wink. “When does bootcamp start up again?” Avril wondered, as she moved passed the brunette, “Might need to get a session in, babe. Come, first, we’re going to eat, are you hungry?”

Valentina’s uncle always told her that it took the bravest and the strongest to do what he did. She never realize how true that sentence was until she herself went on her first tour. Yeah sure, training was fun, you got to fool around some days, but when it comes down to being shipped off, to actually fight off on enemy it was no joke. And teamwork was a must. People like Liam and her Uncle were definitely one of America’s greatest. A soft sigh leaving her lips as she looked at her friend and let out a small chuckle. “Oh come on, you won’t let me die?” She asked, tucking a strand of her dark locks behind her ear. “Do I have to do the whole dying wish thing while i’m dying and tell you not to save me, would that actually change your mind or no?” Although Val possibly knew the answer Avril was going to give her, she was just pressing her buttons to see what she would actually tell her, especially now being an pain about it. “My next class is scheduled for Monday at 9am, and then I have another at 5pm. So whichever your able to make is fine with me. I’ll save you a spot in the front because the class get filled quickly.” She assured her friend, it was true. Those who knew or went to the gym knew how quickly the class filled out because it was a great workout routine that Val usually had planned. “Definitely, I could go for a nice chicken salad, what about you?”

[valentinakayla-turner]

layla-dawson:

“Well, this might come as a shock to you but I’m not exactly very good at making friends with girls— on account of my raging bitch tendencies, as some would put it.” She let out a chuckle, shooting her cousin a wink. There was always Lila, though, and the blonde appreciated her friendship with her more than anything. After all, it was all about quality and not quantity, and that stood to be particularly true when it came to relationships. However, aside from that, there was only Alexis Hawthorne— and it wasn’t exactly like Layla could spend any girl time with the redhead now. “Oh, is it really good luck? Because that sounds like awful luck to me, but then again, we all know I’m not exactly the expert on all things luck seeing as it’s not something I believe in.” Laughing again, she shook her head. “Harry Potter or no Harry Potter, stop trying to get me near birds, it’s not going to happen. Not again.” No matter how big or small, Layla was stubborn in her ways. Once she’d decided something, there was no way of changing it. “I know, Val, I’m trying.” She gave the brunette a small smile, nodding her head. She didn’t want another person to be concerned over her. “I’ll be okay.”

At her cousin’s remark, Val laughed. A hand placed on her stomach as she threw her head back just a bit before leaning over forward. Taking a deep breath she finally straightened back up after a minute or so. “I’m not laughing at you, just so you know. But, I think it runs in the family. At least for us girls, Reid’s a whole different story.” Val added, lifting her hand up as if she was petting the air when she referred to Layla’s brother. “Yeah, it’s what I heard. I think you can search it up on the net and it will tell you in what culture its considered to be good luck.” She added, nodding as she ran her tongue over her lips. “Hey don’t say that. some people have trouble finding or having luck, but it doesn’t hurt to believe that someday you’d have a little of its glory.” She told her cousin, reaching over to pat her shoulder. “So if I walked in here one day, with a big Macaw on my shoulder, you’d run away screaming?” She asked, obviously teasing her cousin. Val loved to tease both Reid and Layla, after all she was more closer to them then her own sibling. “I know you are, and I am proud of you. But just know that I will always care about your well-being and I am always here for you. Now I think we should either get some food or a drink, maybe both. I’m sure you know a place right?”