Bottom of the Bottle [BxB]

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    Kay, heres the plot ~


    Muse A and Muse B both work for differing writing companies, being the top journalists for their company. But the thing is their companies are rivals. They both go out to write a column on god knows what and bump into each other, getting into an argument about who gets to write the column and who should quit that specific column. The argument ends up in them exchanging numbers so they can grab coffee and talk more though they hate each other. Their companies hear of this arguing and decide to pair the two together for the same piece, which means a lot of time together. They hate each other, but grow fond of each other at the same time. Wonder what will happen?


    I'll be muse A ~


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    Just post a photo and small desc. and we can begin!

    sorry I haven't posted yet I will soon I'm just confused with my threads at the moment and when I posted it was 11:18pm and at the moment now it is near enough the same time heh ._.'

    <woltlab-metacode data-name="align" data-attributes="WyJjZW50ZXIiXQ=="><p><img src="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/c7/1c/eb/c71ceb70b32fa15811753fae803edbdb.jpg"><br><span style="font-size: 12pt">Trent Fielding</span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt">Trent is a 21 year old young man who stands at 5'8 with rather poor joints thanks to him having hypermobility which means that he may walk 'pigeon toed' with his toes being set down before his heels.Besides that personality wise he's a sweet young man who finds it difficult to communicate with others as show by how socially awkward he can be and the fact that he bringsup random subjects.But when put in to social sitution he can't help but avoid eye contact as under someone's gaze he feels under pressure.He deals with quite a few mental issues as one of the people closest to him in his family had passed away which only caused him to bottle up his emotions.Even so he smiles to others no matter what mood he is in and tries to reassure those around him that he is fine when he may not be.Going to work may also be one of the only places that sets his mind off such things and gives him something else to focused on and when his mind is set on doing something he gets to it without a second thought.Throughout his childhood he had been mocked for such things which only made him more focused to do his best no matter what.Also as a way to boost his confidence his parents had convinced him to adopt himself a pet to keep himself company and he's only ended up bringing it almost everywhere with him.</span></p></woltlab-metacode>

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    //Beautiful! Lemme start~!


    The day, well, it was Tuesday. Quite a normal weekday, everyone had gotten over their Monday greif and moved on so that they could finish this week off fast. Among the streets of [city name] was the hustle bustle of s normal big city. Through the rain, people were scurrying off to work, mainly though, lunch. But one man wasn't. He was short, under 5 feet to be exact, and he wore a black hoodie. He was holding his umbrella up under one arm and he was holding a journal and a pencil, walking to an old building and writing down facts and such.

    Trent headed along with a blank look down to the note book he held while the rain fell down on to the page.He didn't care much after all he already had most of what he needed written down and yet he felt like he had wrote it all wrong.Even so with a shake of his head the young man made sure that his hood was up right on his head and over his little friend who was a small feline who sat under the cover mewing"shh I'm trying to concentrate"Trent whispered to the cat who only mewed once more before laying herself down with her head on the side of his neck.Anyway once the small moment was over the young man got to writing down a few more things while also crossing out one or two other things until he was pleased.still he had left enough space for more information and now that he had reached his destination that was an old looking building Trent turned his attention to looking over the relic.Well that was until he realised that he had walked in to someone and with a quick step back he held his note book to his chest"sorry about that.."He said with a rather hushed tone as his eyes were wide when looking to the one in front of him in case he was to be snapped at"I guess I was far too focused on my work heh"Trent commented clearly finding the silence somewhat uncomfortable.

    -sorry for taking a while to post >..< And I hope this is alright-