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Posts by velvetine
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: transparent; width: 370px; border: 0px solid black;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 378px; color: ; text-align: right; font-family: arial; font-size: 22px; letter-spacing: -2px; border-bottom: 1px solid #8EE5EE; padding-bottom: 3px; margin-left: -10px; border-radius: 14%; text-transform: lowercase;]い はゔぇ, い 志 ぎゔぇ と よう[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 370px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #dedede; line-height:13px; margin-left: -16px;]"watch things on vcrs with me and talk about big love."
muse a and muse b are both in college, and although they've never actually talked to one another, they know of the other through mutual friends. just the basic information, such as muse a knowing that muse b is a medical major, a total dork when it comes to plants and random facts no one particularly cares about, and is obsessed with dogs. and muse b knows that muse a is in forensic sciences, extremely busy, obsessed with training, and has an abnormally large appetite. they both know a good deal of random information about one another even if having never met.
"i think we're superstars, you say you think we are the best thing."
and then they finally do. except by coincidence. see, muse a works at hooters and muse b's friends had coaxed them into going, saying that they couldn't believe muse b has never been before. sure enough, muse a becomes their waitress, not that any of their friends bother saying anything (she has a pretty strict boss, despite hooters atmosphere) and muse b sort of ends up finding muse a insanely attractive. the confession escapes after four pints of beer and muse b's friends egg them on and, muse b, barzened with booze, hollers of encouragement, and their own ego, call back muse a and slurs through their invitation of a date. and to their friends surprise and hopes of watching muse b get totally shot down because of muse a's workaholic nature, she says yes.
"and you, you just know."
and despite both of their excitement for the first date, their nerves got the better of them. the entire night had been a mess, starting with the restaurant they planned on going to having been shut down for ages, the movie they watched had been god awful, and they couldn't cook for sh-t back at muse a's place. but they talked. for what felt like eternity, they talked. long, drawled out conversations that spanned from what color they liked to their entire live story. and then muse a got called into work and that was the end of that. they both parted with some kind of awkward hug and went on their ways.
"you just do."
they continue to meet each other during their free time, and weeks turned into months as they got to know each other. what had felt like an idiotic move on both their parts began to feel as if it were meant to have happened. though, rather than becoming anything more, they were friends. who f-cked whenever it was convenient. but mainly just as friends. but as time rolled on and both of them being too big of cowards to confess any feelings for one another, muse a's ex returns in order to get muse a back, but muse a's unsure. and muse b? they're just hoping for the outcome in their favor.
requirements;
- at least a post a day please! i get so anxious waiting for a long while.
- don't kiss and diss! i kinda want you around, not in narnia.
- grammar and literacy definitely needed.
- no one liners. i'd prefer at least three paragraphs per post.
- i prefer playing as the sub, if you don't mind. but affection is both ways, i personally think.
- pg-13 and up please, things happen, i don't know what will. but it can.
- a nice post/fancypost would be lovely, but not required.
- please don't post with a track, i'd much rather prefer a bio, if possible.-- i'll be playing as muse a!
airi fujioka, and her instagram is below her bio.[/fancypost]
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[/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you -
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hold my heart, it's beating for you anyway.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 400px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman]as his sister began cooking, leighton decided to take refuge in the small guest room. as much as he wanted to continue chatting with her, he figured she would want to cook in peace. they'd been together most of the day and although he loved his sister, it wasn't enough to want to stick by her for the rest of the night. also, she basically told him to go away so. there's another reason why he hid out in the room-- his room, really. he stayed over much too often for him to sleep on the couch, so he decided to take over the guest room, leaving spare clothes in the empty drawers along with other essential items he would need. he's gotten a bit better about staying extremely late, but still, it was always good to be prepared.before long, he'd heard the light tapping against the door, and upon having waited a couple moments to see whether or not hae-byeol was planning on opening the door, he stood up. he took his time making his way over to the door, having peered into the kitchen to check what she was cooking that had her so preoccupied in the first place. something with steak. huh, that was different. at least, from what she usually cooked. it was almost always korean food, and yet today she was making steak. well, it didn't matter, leighton supposed. food was food. he reached the door with ease, tugging it open without difficulty and sparing a small wave to the blonde before backtracking at the sight of the other. "you left with your hair wet?" he points out, eyebrows furrowing in slight confusion, "why would you do that? in the middle of winter?" his voice wasn't condescending, just genuinely concerned at the other's situation. he shrugged his shoulders with a small sigh, tugging the door open wider to let the other in, "just sit down on the couch, i'll grab a towel and turn on the heater."
he waits patiently as the other stepped inside before shutting and locking the door just as hae-byeol poked her head out, "david, did you grab the stuff i told you to ge-- oh just kidding, hi hayden," she quickly shifts, a smile forming on her face before slid right off, "you look like a wet dog."
and that was leighton's cue to quickly jump in, eyes widening at her comment, "hae-byeol, that was rude!" he points out quickly, his voice lowering slightly as his eyes quickly dart back to the blonde. hae-byeol smiled sheepishly, offering a quick apology before returning to the kitchen as leighton went off to fetch the towel. grabbing a smaller one from the closet, he returned, passing it over to the other as the door was pushed open once more, this time david entering the premise. the scowl that formed on leighton's face was hard to miss as the other disappeared off into the kitchen before returning and offering a greeting, "i didn't know you were stopping by hayden; leighton." he nods his acknowledgement as leighton all but rolled his eyes, mumbling a small hello of his own.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#8B3A3A; border: none; height: 150px; width: 470px; color: #330000; margin-top: 0px; font-family: timesnewroman; text-align: justify; overflow: auto;]hi hello yes, this is my character gallery! finally, i decided to make this after months and months of procrastination, so i personally think that this is an accomplishment so. yeah! anyways, please don't post here, since this is for my personal posting only; but if one of these characters do end up catching your interest, feel free to pm me and maybe we can plot something out! but i would appreciate if you could refrain from copying or referencing off of my characters, please and thank you. anyway, i should stop stalling now, aha! oh, also, this scrolls!
[align=center][size=8]table of contents;
> introduction
> template codes
> character index
> character gallery[/fancypost]
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instagram template;
basic character template;
full character template;
> to be made[/fancypost]
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marcella pulido
> [i]marcella pulido, or more commonly nicknamed marcy, was born in america and is of asian descent, though ethnically, she considers herself to be salvadoran and asian. she culturally identifies more with her hispanic side, seeing as she was adopted into as an infant. she identifies as female and finds sexual attraction to those she has an emotional bond with, making her demisexual, and she finds romantic attraction in both males and females, making her biromantic. she is now twenty-six years old and is an up and coming film director.[size=8]sol ramirez
> [i]sol ramirez was born in america and is of hispanic descent. he ethnically is mexican and fully embraces his heritage which bring about his confident nature. he identifies as male and finds sexual attraction in those of his own gender, making him homosexual, and he also finds romantic attraction is males as well, making him homoromantic. he had a daughter at a young age and had a shotgun wedding. though, as of now, he and his wife have divorced upon discovering his orientation, though they both share custody of madeline, who is now seven years of age. he is now twenty-three and is a journalist.[size=8]evthalia nolan
> [i]evthalia nolan, or more commonly nicknamed evie, was born in spain and is of american descent. her father had been stationed in spain and she had ended up being born there, despite both her parents being american. she had been a military brat for most of her childhood, before her father finally finished his last four years of service. she identifies as female and finds sexual attraction in males, yet can be attracted to females as well very rarely, making her heteroflexible, though she finds romantic attraction in males, making her heteromantic. she is now twenty-three years old and attending the dartmouth college in hanover, new hampshire and is going into medical school.[/fancypost]
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MARCELLA PULIDO
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[url=http://a link here, optional ofc]marcellapulidofilms.com[/url][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 250px; height: 10px; font-size: 15px; padding: 11px; margin-top: -40px; margin-left:25px;]237 posts 7m followers 173 following[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://66.media.tumblr.com/3f7…7zjm2BlT1s5xxx0o1_500.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 1px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://67.media.tumblr.com/182…ine_myulx5VQoJ1s3ixfh.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://66.media.tumblr.com/tum…e08IJta1qh588ko1_1280.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://40.media.tumblr.com/6ed…r74ybBO51rofdwio1_500.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 1px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://67.media.tumblr.com/974…6p7vsOwr1qfdexao2_500.png) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ca…ine_n399att0oq1rhvsae.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://41.media.tumblr.com/f72…iG6ms1s4utdso2_r1_500.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 1px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…a98f794d27b7249385e69.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;height: 120px; width: 100px; background:url(http://static.tumblr.com/f22db…h4rtygw0go8gw8c0k48kc.jpg) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;][/fancypost]
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SOL RAMIREZ
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[size=7pt]omg sorry this is taking me so long fam
i feel like a hypocrite holy frickin' lord
but work has been stressing me out so much
i'll try and get something up tonight or tomorrow
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tracking!
i'll have my bio up by tomorrow, i promise!
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EVTHALIA NOLAN
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■ loyal
■ responsible
■ laidback
■ strong-willed
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■ overly trusting
■ reserved
■ sneaky
■ callous
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■ has an prosthetic right arm, which is his dominant hand
■ has partial hearing loss
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■ a bit of a workaholic
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but this probably sucks tbh and also
i changed fcs because the other one wasn't growing on me and i was like eeeeeehwatching the other two fight was like watching two toddlers go at it in a sandlot. and by now, it's happened more than enough for jimin to disregard them and let them figure it out on their own. it's not like he's heartless enough to have never attempted to help them figure out roles or keep them from arguing about who got to be the dog in monopoly but after a bunch of attempts, he's stopped bothering to do so because usually, they would end up bickering about it next time. but he supposed it was like a pregame ritual, at this point. so long as they didn't start throwing punches or something, it wasn't a big deal. it was actually pretty funny most of the time, so long as jimin wasn't involved, he wouldn't mind having to watch them act like children. though, on the other hand, nietzsche was quick to shut it down. for the better, jimin supposed. because then, that mean that the game would start and it'd be an easy win and he could retire to his room and hopefully never have to face the other again. at least, that was his current plans.
he watched as josakai and jason took their first turn, operating much more smoothly with nietzsche's suggestion, jason rolling the dice and picking a card and josakai telling the other what to do. their turn quickly ended and it was up to them. or, well, one of them, really. but he, himself, didn't bother moving, instead, he thrummed a gentle rhythm against the cold bottle in his grip. he opted to blankly stare at the board in hopes of the other taking over and playing the game by himself, but he figured that wouldn't be happening, what with a pause of silence drifting through the air. he finally sat up a bit, lips pursing and brows furrowing as he cautiously leaned over and placed the bottle into an open space on the table. they probably should've discussed what they were going to do during kai and jason's turn, but oh well. neither of them seemed particularly interested in speaking up more than necessary and during that time, it hadn't seemed necessary. and now it was biting jimin in the ass. it would've been better to get it over with, and not possibly have to deal with jason and josakai's awful teasing or something.
he finally cleared his throat slightly, peering over at the other, his supposed partner, before turning his attention back to the board, "uhm, i guess i can roll the dice. ." he offers hesitantly with a shrug of his shoulders. he was used to calling the shots, giving orders, so to speak. what? he took his games seriously, alright? he wasn't about to give up a win just for the sake of someone else's enjoyment. that would be stupid. it was much more fun to win and f-cking gloat the sh-t out of it. but whatever. he supposed he could give it up for a total
ly hotstranger. because that's totally jimin. the kindest. person. ever. (yes, that was a complete lie, even jimin wouldn't attempt to try and convince people otherwise.) either way, the words already left his lips, so there was no way he could just suddenly take it back now. not without good reason.god, jimin felt like a complete mess. and over some hot stranger that was actually his best friend's older brother. but even if he told himself to get it together, it was much harder than just spouting useless encouragements and insults to himself. see, he was mainly afraid of blurting out something he wouldn't mean to. it was bound to happen, but he just hoped it would be when the blonde wasn't around, if possible. it would be a bad idea to tell his new temporary roommate that he was hot or that they should hook up, or accidentally make some snide comment because he was flustered, and so, to prevent that, jimin could only hope that he could keep his mouth as tightly sealed as possible during the duration of the game. because then, he would be branded weird, or creepy, or humiliated, or, better yet, all of the above.
he could feel his anxiety building up and bile rise in his throat at just the thought, and took another sip of his beer, biting his tongue and clenching his jaw. right, back to the game. he shifted slightly, grabbing the dice off of the table and giving it a good shake between cupped hands before letting it bounce on the board. "four," he calls out quietly, grimacing slightly as he hesitantly moved their piece on the board and carefully picked up a card.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 15px; color: #8B3A3A; width: 300px; margin-top: 15px][align=center]j i m i n p a r k
[font=arial narrow]"and i tried to buy your pretty heart, but the price is too high." -
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the first victim was a woman named katerina waters, a woman in her late twenties with a heart seemingly made of gold. she had good people on her side and no one had dared to bad mouth her in the reports that had been filed over. which only made sense, no one was going to shame a dead person when they were dead and their family was already mourning, that was just rude. but all the same, there was usually one person who was willing to reveal things in the comfort of strangers and anonymity. but in katerina's case, she had a good streak. she had a personality of a saint and a good head on her shoulders; along with a bullet through her skull, of course. dead between her eyes, dark bruises from the ropes that had been tightly secured around her waist, neck, and wrists, and the new tattoo on her ankle that was fresh enough even after six hours to make bjorne question whether it was created before or after her death. and not to mention, her tongue was missing and the blonde had no idea who would've been cruel enough to remove it. the autopsy reports couldn't even determine if it had been before or after her death, seeing as it was cut too far back to determine whether the other end was jagged or clean without cutting off her jaw. and on a case like this, people wanted to hold some semblance of humanity to counteract the savagery of the case.
the fbi didn't take over the case until the discovery of jeremy lynch hanging upside down from a tree, which was ironically suspicious that his surname was pretty similar to his execution, but that was quickly ruled out. the guy was in his early twenties and upon hearing of his age, bjorne could only feel sorry for the poor kid. he had a lot more of his life to live, and yet he had his eyes gouged out, another similarly accurate bullet hole between hole between his eyes, and was tied to a tree in a popular park for other people to discover before his family. he also had a tattoo on his ankle, and that linked him up to katerina waters. they tried searching for any relations between him and katerina, but they both led different lives with different circles of friends. the only thing similar between them was their brown eyes and from where their deaths originated. upon that discovery, the police pushed the case onto the fbi's hands because they knew better than to meddle with such a gory series. it wasn't as if the fbi was working alone on this, but they might as well have been. the cops were generally not informed of the fbi's moves, as to not deter the case, but the chief of the police force had agreed to give a hand if needed.
the case technically wasn't supposed to be a high profile case yet. not when there were only two victims so far, but everyone knew better than to risk it and have another victim surface. they were doing well with keeping the media off of the case, but it was a struggle, and a third one would only be worse. and so, that explained how the case officer assigned bjorne to this one, despite his protest. sure, he may have been considered the best in the field, but that didn't mean he enjoyed being on cases that involved death and some kind of torture. though, many of the higher ups would beg to differ, seeing all that he's done, but he would rather not delve into that. basically, being assigned to this case made him nauseous. but it wasn't an option to back out of it. not when he was strictly assigned to this one. at least the first task was easy enough.
he'd read up on fox kittering the night before. a twenty-five year old who was already making a name for himself in horror with tales of gore he came up with somewhere in his sick and twisted mind. that last part was partly bjorne's own assumption but also in a review he'd read for the first book of the kitsune series. either way, the guy was popular and didn't have a record. of course bjorne had to look up his information in database, how else was he supposed to know where he lived? anyway, he seemed like a clean cut guy, despite his disturbing novels.
fox kittering lived in an apartment building and bjorne had quickly made his way up to the other's floor and knocked on the door before taking a step back, more than aware of the peephole. bjorne was generally a very observant guy. which helped. but also only served to make him anxious all the same. upon hearing the other's claim, he felt kind of bad for the man. it probably sucked, to have random strangers occasionally appearing in front of his door and opening it for them to demand a picture or a signature or something. he couldn't imagine living so cautiously.
he peered back into the peephole, shifting uncomfortably as he shoved a hand into his pocket and the other into his hair, tugging at the ends gently, "uhm, no, i've not read any of your books," he admits after a small moment, raising his voice slightly to speak through the door, "i'm agent bjorne monaghan, part of the fbi, and if i could have a couple minutes of your time, i'd surely appreciate it mr. kittering," he explains, fishing out his wallet from his pocket and flashing his government issued card in front of the peephole before tucking it away once again, "it's a rather heavy case and i got a couple questions," he finishes. he had a bad habit of using strange word phrasing whenever nervous, and usually, a small drawl of an english accent would present itself, a bit slower paced and not particularly english either. it was hard to pinpoint an origin for most, though it usually made sense if bjorne was ever told to explain it, which wasn't often at all.
;; thanks hun, aha. i've literally been slaving over work so it's kinda been a struggle, but i'll do my best to respond regularly! and i'm actually very excited to see the development of this! i'm torn between the two options, and i currently can't think of anything myself. but i have no idea! i've been leaning toward the whole separate killer that aims to kill the both of them, but what do you think hun? c: -
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P A N D O R A .
"the sun burns as hot as the flame in the devil's eyes."[img width=350 height=15]http://rkmoorephotography.com/…/blog/default-divider.png[/img]
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she could hear the other speaking, albeit slightly muffled from his hands and on the quieter side, but she couldn't understand the bit she'd caught and she could only assume that it was in spanish. so much for her high school level french. she kept quiet, her eyes finding the door and her fingers itching to pull on her clothes and ditch the scene, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. not when liam was hurt, even if it was her fault. he stood by her when she was being difficult as all living hell, and she couldn't not do the same for him. she'd leave if asked to, but other than that, she was staying.
she mulled on her lower lip as he took her hands into his own, her eyes running over the other's face as a heavy sigh left her lips at the other's confession. she kept quiet for a moment, watching as his fingers traced delicate patterns onto her hands. truthfully, pandora had no idea what to say. or what to do, for that matter. the whole comforting thing wasn't a forte of hers unless the other was much much younger than her and went by the name of iliana. or, in other words, her younger sister. the thought was a bad one to have, to know that she could be selfish enough to accept comfort, but sh-tty enough to not know how to return it.
she squeezes his hands between her own, a hand reaching up to cup the other's cheek and the other intertwining their fingers together, "li," she calls quietly. she shouldn't be nice. she knew that well enough, but she couldn't help it. in one hand, she wanted to let him go, to have him figure it out on his own because then he would be fine. it might take some time, but he'd be fine. but in the other, she didn't want to let him go. she just wanted to be with him. she didn't know what she wanted to do.
"you are, i promise," pandora clarifies finally, albeit a little hesitantly. she wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to tell him the truth either, since, it would probably only put them in a worse spot than they already were in and she didn't want to ruin things anymore. she felt as if she owed him though. an apology, some kind of reassurance because it was the least she could do.
"i don't know what to say," she mumbles, a small smile quirking at her lips, "like, how to describe it, i mean," she expresses carefully. "i do like you, liam, you're the only one that really gives a damn and that's because you do treat me right. but you treat everyone right," she pauses, shaking her head, "i'm not making sense," she huffs, knowing full well that she was beginning to ramble. she takes a moment to calm herself down because it wouldn't do any good if both of them were upset, now would it? she tugs his hand up, pressing a small kiss to the other's knuckles, unable to say much else, "i do like you."
;; no idea what i was doing here holy frickin' lord.
but omg, it's okay fam, you're a freaking bad ass roleplayer and one sucky response isn't going to change that. and pshhh don't even mind me, my responses are almost always a mess anyway so don't be sad, i basically told u to send it anyway bc i know you're better than one lousy post and i didn't want u stressing over it. see? now it's over and done with and we chill so plz don't be sad or i'm gonna be sad[/justify][/fancypost][img width=350 height=15]http://rkmoorephotography.com/…/blog/default-divider.png[/img]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 0px transparent; border-left: 0px transparent; border-bottom: 0px transparent; border-right: 0px transparent; height: 220px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 1px; margin-right: 4px; font-size: 8pt;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"'course it's fine! don't even have to ask, just barge in whenever," david responds breezily, an easy grin on his face, "it's nice to someone other than leighton here all the time," he continues with a small laugh. leighton hadn't even bothered responding, instead, he opted to leaving the room and ducking into the kitchen along with hae-byeol. even if he couldn't help, he'd rather dawdle around in there rather than have to deal with david for the time being. no matter how much he attempted to get along with the other -- which wasn't very much at all -- leighton could never stand being in a room with the other for any longer than five minutes.david went ahead and pulled of his heavy coat and hung it up onto the coat rack, draping his scarf over that soon after, "we haven't chatted in a while, how've you been? how's work? want a beer?" he asks lightly, easily kicking off his shoes as well. he figured it was easier to ask everything in a single swoop. he wasn't the best at socializing, since almost every conversation was just pleasantries for him. he wasn't used to asking or receiving familial questions, but all the same, he was an open guy for the most part. he wandered into the kitchen, grabbing two bottles of beer from the fridge before returning to the living room, passing a bottle over before taking a seat next to the blonde. [/fancypost]
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[align=right][size=4pt][color=white]wishy (c) 6/20/16 (scrollie)[/size] -
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curious if you're still interested babe <3