Fancy Meetin' You Here

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Wesley tipped his hat at the young woman he'd just run an errand for. She giggled lightly and handed him a coin. "Aww, I couldn't. Not from a sweet young woman like you." He grinned genuinely and gave her the coin back. Instead of paying him, she smiled at him sweetly and asked if she'd be allowed to pay him the next time he works for her.

He just laughed instead, and shook his head. "Keep your money, ma'am." Wes said, not bothering to even try to hold back his thick Southern drawl. "You need it more than I do anyhow." The young woman nodded and thanked him again, before spinning on her heels and leaving him. He smiled after her and set off towards the park. There was always people needing errands done for them there.

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Wesley “Wes” Everett | 20 | Odd-job worker | Manhattan |FC: Toby Turner

Wesley Everett originally moved to Manhattan for school, but his family being a poor family from Texas who gave him essentially all they had, he only attended a few classes before eventually running out of money. He felt terrible and didn’t want to go back and have to tell his family about how careless he’d been. So he just hangs around Manhattan, doing odd jobs and errands for whoever needs them to be done but can’t find the time in their busy day.

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Activity Check!

Please Like/Reblog if you are still interested in being a part of this RPG. This RP may be restarting depending on how many responses this post gets. Thanks!

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((I think I might be coming back. If I do, I'll be keeping Livy and Essie. And I'll be converting Sarah's blog to a new character's blog. If that's alright...?))

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Sarah skipped down the road, her first salary from her new job clinking in her bag. She'd only been there a week, but they were eager to pay her for how well she'd done already. It'd made her feel better about herself and how hard it had been to get this job. Her new shop was much nicer than her old one, the owner's sweet with a young daughter who often helped the customers in some way or the other. 

There wasn't any way for her notice the men that were following her now, either interested in the money they'd heard or something much different, she was just lost in her little lalaland.

It all happened so quickly, one grabbed her and threw her into an alley. She yelped, but didn't scream. Another one pinned her against the wall, his hand on her throat, while the other one looked through her purse. He grinned devilishly and pulled out the money.

"NO PLEASE!" Sarah screamed, her air nearly cut off when he held her neck tighter. "Please, that's my money!" She managed to plead. The men exchanged a look and shrugged. They didn't care. The man let her go and the two ran off. Sarah collapsed and let out a sob, her mother and father would be expecting that money and who was she to return home without it?

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((I like that when I'm just going to bed, Sassy's just waking up.))

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Swifty smiled shyly. "I... scrapped around for it. I bought it though, honest!" It wasn't techinically a lie. He did buy it. "Yo- You like it, yeah?" 

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She gave him a wide smile "Of course I like it. It's beautiful, Swifty, thank you!" She wrapped her arms around him again and pressed a kiss to his cheek. The sentiment was so sweet, especially when she knew he'd spent almost all he had to buy it for her. 

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Swifty met her hug, embracing Sarah tightly. Any guilt he held about the necklace was gone now. If Sarah was happy, so was he. Swifty reached into his pocket. “I got somthin for you…”

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Sarah frowned at him. “N-no, you didn’t have to get anything for me, Swifty…” She waved him off. “I don’t need any money spent on me.”

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“But I wanted to!” Swifty protested, bringing the necklace into view. “And I already did, so…”

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Sarah's breath caught in her throat as she saw the necklace. "Oh, Swifty..." She said softly, reaching out to touch the jewelry in his hands. "Swifty, you... How did you get this?" She blinked rapidly as she tugged the necklace out of his hands and stared at it. "I mean... how did you afford this?"

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Swifty met her hug, embracing Sarah tightly. Any guilt he held about the necklace was gone now. If Sarah was happy, so was he. Swifty reached into his pocket. "I got somthin for you..."

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Sarah frowned at him. "N-no, you didn't have to get anything for me, Swifty..." She waved him off. "I don't need any money spent on me."

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Swifty wandered around the Lower East Side, looking for Sarah, hoping he wouldn’t have to come by her house. He would hate to give the shiney silver necklace in his pocket to Sarah while her parents were around. They might question how he got the necklace, if it were stolen or not. If David was around he certainly would accuse Swifty of stealing because he knew the boy and his… habits, though it was not a false accusation. He had stolen the money to buy the necklace. Still, he searched, unwilling to go to Sarah’s house.

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Sarah'd lost Les again, though she was almost certain her parents had only said they didn't know where he was to send her into a panic. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She was a few blocks away from her house now, and still no sign of her brother. She peeked into the candy shop windows and sighed as she saw her brother wasn't even in there. As she looked down the street, a familiar face appeared. "Swifty!" She shouted and ran to hug him. 

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This is gonna sound really attention seeking, but sometimes I feel so hated. I’m not saying people should shower me with love, but I just feel really insecure and it gets in the way of everything. I’ll be talking to someone and I keep second guessing myself thinking “Oh, they probably hate me.” or “They sound mad at me.” and it’s really annoying. It’s not anything any of you are doing, it’s me. I am really sorry about that, so I’m just letting you guys know to warn you on my weirdness. - newsie-sassy 

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((DANI. SASSY. OMG. WHY NO STOP YOU'RE PERFECT. -glomps- I love youuuuuu soooo muuuchhhh.))

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I’m getting sick of all the modern rp talk in the chatroom. Not everyone is involved or was invited to it and so when it’s constantly spammed in the chat, I and a few other people just leave. Could we please keep the modern rp chat in a different chat or in IMs so we don’t leave people out?

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((Pittie's characters can't have friendships.))

((-clings to Livy/Duke brOTP- I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS.))

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stephenspeeds replied to your post: stephenspeeds replied to...

((-glares- I hate you both.))

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stephenspeeds replied to your post: ((HAHAHAHAHAHAHA))

((you helped her didn’t you?))

((Pfff. Of course I did.))

((Who's laptop do you think we did it on? C:))

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ϟ Sorting Hat Ceremony ϟ

↳ Sarah Jacobs (Newsies) | HUFFLEPUFF

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((I find this greatly entertaining.))

((Mostly because I am a Hufflepuff.))

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((HAHAHAHAHAHAHA))

((THEMES.))

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((Oh God… All of last night was a mistake…))

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((What, the theme changes?))

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((No, no, that was a stroke of genius.))

((Staying up till 6AM. That was the mistake. And deciding to make a roleplay. And just... Last night was a mistake.))