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loveisbloomin​:​

Rosetta smirked when she looked up from her magazine. “Seriously? Is that what you’re complaining about? The name of the town?” Rolling her eyes, she looked around for a moment before glancing back to Nick. “And to be fair, I’m pretty sure these are more Oak and Pine trees than anything.”

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“What would you rather I complained about?” Nick asked with a laugh. It wasn’t even that he had been complaining, he was simply pointing out a very hilarious pun. “I guess Oak and Pine Hollow was just too much of a mouthful.”

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rose-bryar​:​

Rose chuckled at the other question. “Honest, that’s a very good question.” She said, her curiosity already picking, she would certainly look into that. “It is a shame that the museum is closed, otherwise I’m sure they would have an answer.

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“Hmm... Do you think I’d be fired for wasting police resources to investigate the museum?” He joked, tossing the popsicle stick into the trash can nearest him. “Maybe we can fix it by dropping red food colouring into the soil.”

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adropofgoldenrachelx​:​

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Rachel wasn’t sure how she ended up pulled into this conversation, but she wasn’t complaining. Sure, the joke of it went right over her head, but that wasn’t anything new. “Maybe they cut down the other red trees,” she offered thoughtfully. “Or it was fall when they named it? I don’t know if Cinnamon Hollow has the same ring to it.”

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“Cinnamon Hollow...” Nick repeated the name thoughtfully, “Maybe not for this town, but I have to admit, I’ve heard worse.” He smiled at the girl, a small laugh slipping past his lips. “Can really only hope and pray that no trees were harmed in the naming of this town.”

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queencfharts​:​

“Yes, how enthralling. In fact, I’m alerting the media just as we speak to conduct a full blown investigation into this phenomenon,” she interjected- unprompted, of course-, hardly looking up from her paperwork. “With such brilliant insights like those, I imagine the Mayor is shaking in their boots thinking you might just snatch this town up for yourself at the next election.”

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“Good good.” Nick nodded, not even attempting to hide his amusement at her completely unnecessary response to his bullshit. He knew he entertained her. “Be sure to get on to the mayor yourself, maybe you can convince him to paint some trees red.” His jovial tone took on a more serious note as a silence washed over them. “How’s Alice doing?” It was Nick that had called her when Alice had been brought into the station.

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cassguardia​:​

Cass was out on assignment with her superior, “shadowing” him. What a joke. Currently they were on break, where Nick insisted that he get a popsicle. Now she was just sitting beside him waiting for them to get back to work. “Whooooo gives a shit?” She groaned, leaning her head back on the bench. “Can we just go?”

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“Wow, okay. I’ll tell you something for free: we’re not going to go very far with an attitude like that.” Nick pointed at her with the popsicle stick before tossing it into the nearest trash can. “Sorry, was this little outing not everything it was cracked up to be? Do hate to break it to you, but I’m barely done being a rookie, so who knows why they paired you with me.”

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berlioz-beaumont​:​

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“… Mister, I’m just trying to read,” Berlioz said with a frown. As instructed by his brother, he had begun a rigorous schedule of two daily hours of leisure: in this case, sitting on a bench at the park with his favorite Liszt biography. Then again, he was getting distracted pretty easily, what with all the people there, all the noise and the children playing and the outdoor-yoga instructors and now this guy…

“I’m guessing it’s just a metaphor, or something… You know, since there’s the Redwood orchard, and apples are red, usually, I guess… And there’s the woods, so… Bam, Redwood,” the young man said with a shrug, closing his book, now certain he wouldn’t be able to focus on it anymore. “… Hey, by the way, where did you get that popsicle?”

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“Oh, sorry little dude. Didn’t mean to ramble in your general direction.” Nick laughed, flicking the popsicle stick so that it launched itself into the nearest trash can. “Wait... are there redwood trees here that grow apples? Or is there just an orchard in Redwood Hollow? I was just making a pun, I figured we just have a lot of redwood trees here, but you’re blowing my mind with these additional questions.” He used his hands to imitate his head exploding. “Would we even have people tall enough to pick apples off of redwood trees?” Nick was rambling so much that he almost missed the guy’s next question. “Huh? Oh. I know a guy.”

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attinaneptune​:​

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“you know, i’ve never given it some thought before, but now that you mention it…” attina trailed off giving his words some thought. “cinnamon? that popsicle stick is more of a latte colour”

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“You think so?” Nick’s brow furrowed as he examined the small stick in his hand. “I’d maybe say the actual stick is latte coloured, but where the actual popsicle was... I’d say it’s cinnamon.”

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ashley-armbruster​:​

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“i don’t care” she responded, rolling her eyes “i have better to things to think about than why this town is called what it is, and you should too.” why someone would even contemplate the name of the town was beyond her. “what did you think your popsicle was going to be red wood flavoured?”

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“Okay, you just came at me with a lot of negative energy that I wasn’t quite ready for.” Nick held his hands up, still waving the popsicle stick around. “No, but this stick has been stained the shade of cinnamon, so even this wood is barely red wood.” His hands dropped again, “You seem a little tense in the presence of banter. You doing okay?”

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“You ever wonder who named this place? Redwood Hollow... please.” Nick scoffed as he ate his popsicle, looking out at the trees in the park. “Not once since I got here have I seen any red wood. Not even this popsicle.” He licked the stick clean. “This shade is cinnamon at best.”

@happieststarters​

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Upon hearing her voice, Nick’s whole body tensed, straightening up fully in his seat. It was always awkward meeting someone from your past, but it was more so when that person knew about your less-than upstanding past and you bumped into them at a dating event. His body relaxed again fairly quickly, his usual charming smile falling into place. “Edalyn Clawthorne.” He responded, his mind already racing as he tried to figure out how to handle this situation. As a rookie cop, should he really be seen associating with her?

Nick released a small laugh at her name calling. “Actually, I think you’ll find it stands for ‘jaunty’. How dare you.” Another laugh escaped him, “Yeah, I guess it has. I’m good. I’m-... Yeah. You? You, good?”

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Eda was enjoying herself. Despite her isolated and chaotic nature, she actually enjoyed interacting with other people and watching them squirm. Considering this whole event was free, she figured it wasn’t a bad way to spend a weekend night. As she made her way over to the next table, she slowed, nearly having to do a double take. Sitting at her next venture was a face that she had not seen in a long time.

“No fuckin’ way,” she muttered in disbelief before a huge grin spread across her face, her cracked tooth shining. “Is that no-good-for-nothing Nicholas J. Wilde I see?” She slipped into the chair, leaning forward on the table to get a better look at him. “The J stands for jerk-off by the way,” she mused before cracking another smile and leaning over to slap his arm. “How are you man, it’s been forever!”

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It took Nick a while to find the table of his third date- the girl had been so quiet and he got turned around a few times with wrong table numbers. When he finally did find her, however, he couldn’t believe he had managed to overlook her. “You know, if my ego was any smaller, I might think that you’ve been trying to hide over here.” He smiled as he sat down, “Sorry I’m late- it’s not the best impression for a speed date. The table numbers make very little sense.” He offered up the excuse with a small sigh. “I’m Nick.”

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Nick wasn’t entirely sure of what he was doing at this event. His partner at RHPD had mentioned it in passing a couple of weeks ago- she had seemed pretty excited about it; plus it would also have been pretty funny if she had been stuck paired with him. As it turned out, he hadn’t been paired with Judy- which was fine- but he hadn’t found a reason to complain about or shamelessly mock everything happening around him yet.

Cocking his head to the right as he sat down across from his date, Nick couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly. He hadn’t anticipated comments about how he was dressed, or for half of these men looking like they got lost on their way to prom. “And what were you expecting?” His eyes glanced at her own outfit, “A farmer?” A smile tugged at his lips, “Name’s NIck. You know they have farming dating apps now?”

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People in Redwood Hollow were more often than not simply charming; that, nonetheless, didn’t mean they were particularly good partners. Still, partly (mostly) incentivized by the promise of half-priced food and booze, and determined to have a good time, Bo had put on her favorite ruffled baby-blue prairie dress (with three of the front buttons unbuttoned, of course, so as to not give the wrong impression), tied her hair neatly in a bun, and put on some blush and lipstick to boot. She was confident on looking quite put-together and attractive, if not slightly eccentric... And then Bo saw her first date approaching her table, and snickered.

"I gotta say, not what I expected!" she said with a wide smile, glancing at his hawaiian shirt. Most other guys around seemed to be wearing either suit jackets or their best, cleanest jeans. "But I do like your style, bud. First things first, what's your name? You can call me Bo."

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JAY HALSTEAD: Unsavory Edition

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jay ‘ you wanna see some real speed ’ halstead