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nicolasvasquezt:

“Well, no,” he began, thinking of the few things he’d done in his life. “I mean, I’ve hung out with girls but, like, proper dates? No, I’ve met girls in bars and left with them – but that was only like three. I had a girlfriend when I was ten.” Albeit true, it was mostly a joke, dating at ten wasn’t the same whatsoever as dating in your mid-twenties. “Someone threw up all over the table? How horrific,” Tony joked, taking a large swig of his beer. If anyone ever threw up all over anything besides himself on a date, he assumed he’d just laugh it off and never see them again, but it was still too funny to be mad about. “It’s Friday, the rational thing is just order a drink while you’re here since you’re here. The smart thing to do would be to leave, or limit your spending, at least.” 

Listening to the other male speak, he nodded along, a slight downturn of the corners of his lips as he shrugged. “Cheers to that,” he began, lifting his beer into the air but not waiting for Danny to clink with him. “You’re not Danny and I’m not Tony, because I don’t want to see anyone I know here. Maybe I’m Julio.” Turning in his chair slightly, he let himself get a better look at his momentary friend. “Love me some single serving friends, Randall.”

“in my heart, i wanna tell you that dates are fun but it’s coming from the dude that just got ditched so i don’t know how much you’d believe me.” he chuckles softly. “i guess it just depends. not everyone is a go on dates kinda person but i’m a firm believer that everyone needs to go on at least one date in their life.” he’s not really sure about his own logic, but he was a pure romantic at heart, and he believed in soulmates and true bonding. so of course, he was a date enthusiast. “yup. was super nasty but probably my most memorable date. which is... gross.” he laughs. “you know, you’re probably right but what’s the likelihood i’ll make the smart decision ? survey says .... unlikely.” and with just that, he orders a beer for himself because, why the hell not ? he was there, he might as well not let himself be upset. it wasn’t a huge deal, and he was sure he’d be over it quickly but hey, everyone deserved a good beer.

he lifts his own beer then, tapping the glass against the others, nodding firmly. “cheers.” he laughs softly, taking a swig of his beer and realizing maybe just hanging out was better than the date that would’ve happened that night. good thing he’s now taken an oath to ignore it, if he date did decide to make an appearance. “you can be julio, and i’ve totally got you back. tony who ? don’t know him.” he lets out a soft laugh, laughing a little harder at his pseudo name for the night. “love me some single serving friends.” he repeats, taking another sip from his beer. “you know what ? i take it back. fuck dates.”

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axelstuart:

The air was turning a bit cooler and the sun was beginning to set as Axel made his way through downtown Marble with his running shoes tied tight and his feet hitting the side walk with little noise as he jogged next to Main Street. He had his usual running partner, his golden retriever Ralphie, sprinting by his side with a grin-like expression on his face. Suddenly, however, Ralphie turned a sharp left, right in front of Axel’s feet. The dog’s bright red leash wrapped around the lanky boy’s feet and he was immediately eye-level with the ground. With a groan, Axel lifted himself up to see where his dog had run off to, sighing loudly when he saw the yellow-haired heathen sitting at the feet of someone, clearly wanting whatever was in their hand. The brunet ran over and grabbed the dog’s leash and gently tugged him away from the individual, “Jesus- I’m so sorry. He’s just a curious guy.” Axel’s cheeks were bright red from embarrassment–both from falling and from his mischievous dog. “A lot like his dad. By dad I mean me. I mean, I didn’t birth him– You knew that.” He laughed awkwardly, “I mean, we don’t even look anything alike!” It was obvious he was just nervously yammering on at this point. 

moments like these were peaceful for the young artist -- sat up against a tree, sketching the park to give himself something to work with. it had reminded him a lot of A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte, and he was curious if he could ever pull off a pointillist technique. perhaps he’d talk to noah about that, considering he was his biggest inspiration. he had been lost in his thoughts until a wet nose had taken interested in the bag of pretzels he had next to him. it was pretty quick that the owner followed, and angel easily waved off the inconvenience. he hadn’t even noticed the fall, and the dog was just an added bonus to his being in the park. “i think you look plenty a like. it’s in the eyes. and his fur softness clearly comes from you too.” he jokes in response. “but really, it’s no big deal. i love dogs and he was hardly a bother. though i’m upset i don’t have any treats for him. just pretzels. can dogs eat pretzels ? i’m willing to share if they can but i don’t have a dog so i don’t know anything about ... what dogs can eat. maybe i should know because what if he can’t have them and accidentally ate them ? that’d be awful.” he realizes he’s rambling, clearing his throat. “anyway, no worries, i promise. it was nice to say hi and i needed a break anyway.”

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magentcs:

“oh! i can move these if you need to sit here.” it probably looked like evie had been living in the coffee shop, with about three empty mugs scattered around her work station and her laptop, two review books and a notepad all laid out in front of her. she’d moved to the little bar that faced out to the street a bit ago so that she could get some sunshine on her face and do a bit of people watching, but she was taking up two extra seats to her left and right with all of her stuff.

“i was just gonna sit on your books, but that works too.” sidney joked playfully, taking one of the seats evie cleared for her. “i brought you a coffee, but i’m looking now and realizing you probably don’t need more coffee. but i also have a muffin and two bagels, so. take your pick.” she finds a small space for the things she had, moving the empty cups around so there was room. “how’s the studying going ? “

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magentcs:

“here, i can take him for you.” reaching behind the desk, levi grabbed one of the shelter’s temporary collars and leashes so her could help the person who’d just brought in the stray dog they’d found. “don’t worry, we’ll take good care of him and he’ll have a home in no time.” crouching down, levi fastened the collar around the dog’s neck and clipped the leash on.

angel lets the puppy go from his arms, a soft pout on his lips as the other assures him the dog will be taken care of. “thank you.” he nods, turning to walk away before stopping and turning back, opening his mouth to speak before closing it, and then opening it again. “okay, so. in theory. how could i go about adopting him ? because i found him on the side of the road and i’m pretty positive i fell in love and it feels like i handed you my whole ENTIRE heart just now and i think i might hate myself if i don’t ask.”

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wtgdaisy:

Daisy smiled as she watched a very exuberant canine run up to what looked like a jogger, obviously watching the entire interaction without realizing how hard she had been focusing on the animal. She always loved dogs, and animals in general–just never really was in a position to have a pet. Maybe one day, she thought as she stared down at the furry animal, clutching her bag with one hand. It wasn’t until the woman actually spoke to her that she broke her stare and shook her head, finally realizing how long she’d be watching. “Oh- No. Way too much work for me.” She smirked a bit before looking around, “Are there tags on it? I don’t really see anyone looking for her.”

“oh.” she states. “sorry -- you were kinda, ya know, staring. so i just assume.” yani laughed lowly, hand petting the dog and feeling for a collar or tags. “nope, nothing. she looks pretty healthy, though. i can’t imagine she doesn’t have an owner.” if she had ANY soft spot, it was for animals. she wasn’t just going to let a dog roam around without its owner. “they are a lot of work, though. having two is hard enough but they’re good girls.”  she decides to find a spot on a bench near them, allowing the dog to follow her, looking at the woman in front of her. “what better way to spend a jog than ... sitting down and waiting for a dogs owner to come claim it, right ? “

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chxrmedexistence:

okay, so she’s ridiculously beautiful and she also loves dogs? suddenly, jason’s rather happy for the chance encounter that was conveniently placed in his lap that day. if he was alone, he’d possibly roll his eyes at himself for his tendencies towards being an grand, old-fashioned romantic. this isn’t your very own romcom meet-cute, pal. get your head on straight and be normal, for god’s sake. “they torture us because they know we love them enough to let them get away with stuff. at least, that’s how it is with me. total soft-touch” he admits, shrugging with a small chuckle and casts his eyes downward before she offers her hand. “jason mitchell. nice to meet you” he replies, now looking at her again, expression soft, but open. “are you from around here? i feel like i should’ve seen you around before”

in another situation, there’s a chance yani might be annoyed. she loved dogs, but with another owner, this whole situation could’ve been a mess. however --- who was she to complain about a polite, handsome man with an adorable dog ? it was a rather positive moment of her otherwise frustrating day. she wasn’t very good at meeting people, let alone making friends, but there was something inviting about his personality. maybe she could loosen up a little. “i’m not surprised. you seem like the type. which -- isn’t a bad thing.” she catches herself at the end, actually making an EFFORT not to completely talk her way out of a potential friendship. “nice to meet you.” she nods. “not originally. my childhood was india, new york, and then here for my high school years, and then i moved back to new york for med school.” she explains. “and now i’ve been back here for a few years. about five, i think. but i can’t say i get around too much. just work, home, the park. surprised i haven’t seen you and your pup before, though. can’t say i’m mad that she ambushed me today.” she notes, voice an unusual soft.”what about you ? marble born and raised ? “

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prctectxthem:

“dating apps just prove that some people can be uncharacteristically cruel sometimes.” leia states, nose crinkling slightly in disgust at the thought of ditching somebody like that. “not this age; you’re still young and attractive, i think you’ve got at least six more years before you need to worry about anything like that.” she reassures. “i don’t mind, really.” she shrugs in response. “alright, that seems like a fair deal to me.” she nods. “hey, if it makes you feel better i’ll pretend to be your date, or you can have as many pity drinks as you want, but i am NOT taking you home if you get wasted.”

“it’s official, im just gonna throw the whole thing away. the whole dating app, my whole dating life, my whole-fucking-phone. all of it. right in the garbage. i might just go in there with ‘em.” he speaks dramatically, tone matching the words that came from his mouth.  “six years. got it. also -- thank you, it helps my poor, wounded heart.” he joked softly, realizing that the conversation was helping lift his spirits pretty easily. “not gonna lie, i already think you’d be a better date anyway, so. i’ll take that and we can split the drinks but if you ditch me here, i’ll take back my comment and say you’re worse than ditched-by-tinder-date, so. it’s your call, really.”

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wtgdaisy:

If a restaurant had a bar, Daisy preferred to sit there. Granted, she was usually surrounded by other solos–typically old drunkards or people waiting for their to-go orders–but she didn’t care what it looked like. She sat there because she was by herself, and she wanted to drink. There was no reason to pretend she was waiting for someone in a booth, or take up space that others could use if they had more people with them. She’d long finished her food and was about half way through her last drink, knowing she’d probably get up and leave after this one, but was suddenly greeted with a masculine voice coming from the stool next to her. “Hm?” She said, tearing her gaze from the ice in her glass. Daisy let out a laugh of disbelief. “Um- Yeah, dude. Hate to break it to you, but I would’ve said fuck it after fifteen.” Her hazel eyes gave him a quick once over as she sipped from the straw in her beverage. “What made you wait so long?” She asked, more out of nosiness than genuine curiosity.

he TRIES to think of a good response, he really does. why DID he sit there and wait for so long ? “well.” danny starts, hands folding together. “i’m a very patient person. my career is based mainly of me spending the night doing something i really don’t want to be doing so i’ve grown to be very patient.” it was actually true, though didn’t help the fact that he had just been DITCHED. “other than that, i don’t really know. i just kinda... kept waiting. i think thirty minutes of it was reading comments on youtube. i got zoned into my phone and then i realized that i was probably going to be eating alone so then i just resorted to, ya know. drinking. likely not a good habit but i think i deserve it.”

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ephvmerals:

six months in marble had gone by slow. in california, running into someone you knew or someone that wanted to chat was expected. although aaliyah wasn’t the best at making ( or keeping ) friends, keeping company in marble was more challenging than she’d imagined. thankfully, alcohol was always there for her to ease the loneliness and make her slightly more outgoing. liyah had noticed that danny seemed to be waiting around for someone but didn’t stare too long. she was surprised that he had slid beside her, her brow quirking at his question. “forty-five minutes with no call or text back? i’d assume that they’re not but you never know,” she shrugged. “i’m not sure if i’m the best to ask for dating shit. dating isn’t the best experience for me.”

“if they do come in, i’m gonna pretend i’m not here. i’m way better than an nearly-hour late shitty tinder hook up.” he speaks firmly, though his eyes are drifting around in hopes he’s not SO pathetic that his date wouldn’t even show up. he sighs softly, ordering himself a much needed beer before shrugging his shoulders. “apparently i’m pretty garbage at it. i’m pretty sure people just lie on dating apps anyway. maybe i should start lying. i’m officially daniel vargas, private investigator.” he chuckles lowly, shoulders shrugging again. “you know what, i’m not gonna worry about it. no big deal, right ? --- i hope you don’t mind me imposing, by the way. i’ve pretty much looked sad and pathetic for almost an hour and i need to prove to both myself and any watchers that i’m not completely pathetic.”

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ninaakent:

Nina was happily sipping at her fruity cocktail, because that was just the mood she was in for the night, when she heard a voice next her, which was apparently talking to her. A smile immediately pulled up her lips when she realized it was Danny, her adventure-loving friend, but it faltered just slightly as he mentioned being stood up. “They’re either dead, which is definitely sad and tragic, or they forget because they were too busy watching a tv show marathon,” Nina said in reply, turning more towards him. “Either way, it’s their loss. Want me to buy you a drink? I’ll be better company than whoever stood you up, anyways.”

thank god he found nina. typically, he might feel bad for himself, or just drink until it doesn’t matter anymore. but now ? at least he had fun company. “ah, yes. in order for me to get stood up, they’ve just gotta be DEAD.” he jokes. “okay, i shouldn’t joke about that because what if they are ? that’s awful.” his head shakes, letting out  breathy laugh. “we’ll go with the forgot part. it’s totally not that they think i’d be a lame date. maybe i should take ‘youtuber and ghost hunter’ out of my profiles bio. but it’s true ! “ he notes, before nodding softly. “i’d love a drink, and you’re totally better company so it’s a win-win for me.” 

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offlwers:

dil was sitting at the bar, where he THOUGHT his date would be. waiting for five minutes turned into ten and soon dil had his laptop out at the bar, going over notes on the most recent study he was working on. he almost forgot he was waiting for someone to come, then he heard a voice. “mm? OH! yeah, i guess my date never showed up either.” he looked around, trying to see if the person was around, not paying much attention to the man next of him. “um, i don’t know? maybe? sure? i don’t drink, so i’m not really sure what the rules are or what they should be. you know, drinking it’s very good for you. especially excessively. that’s why i try not to do it. maybe i have an occasional drink… but only once or twice a year if i’m lucky.” dil rambled, looking at his laptop. 

“oh. well, at least it’s not just me. i don’t feel as pathetic now. we can be ditched together ! “ he shouldn’t be so excited by the idea, but hey, it was nice to not be alone. he hadn’t even taken a second to look over at the other under he started to ramble -- his first thought was wow, he’s cute and then -- “wait.” he pulls out his phone, flicking to his dating app. was this who he was supposed to be meeting ? he swears he said meet at a table, but hey, who knows. “i -- uh, okay. this is awkward, but i think i accidentally almost stood you up ? or you almost stood me up ? but i’m pretty sure we were supposed to meet and went to completely different places. what a .... nice start to our date, hm ? “

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arthurxhqs:

more than anything else, arthur had STUMBLED onto the dog park. he’d been walking absently, trying to get himself to do anything BUT vegetate on his only day off from work. and it actually felt kind of good, breathing something other than the stiff air in his apartment. but even still, arthur found himself already trying to find his way back home. at least, that’s what he was doing - but found himself distracted by a familiar face in the distance instead. she spoke to him before he could figure out how to strike up a conversation himself. “then i think you’re getting a third dog.” arthur grinned. “i’d never stop sneezing if this guy lived with me.” he crouched down to pet the dog regardless, his eyes meeting kalyani’s. “nice to see you again, by the way. it feels like it’s been what- a couple weeks?”

“i’m not complaining.” she notes, looking up to meet his eyes. “nice to see you again.” she repeats. their friendship was weird -- she had left without word and though it was a long time ago, she knows they’d be in a different place if she had just told him she was leaving. but any type of personal relationship was hard for kalyani, and the fact that they were still in contact at all was probably rare. she stands up then when she notices what must be the owner calling back their dog, offering them a small wave. “couple weeks, yeah.” she adds. “sorry about that. i’ve never been very good at -- contact.” she walks slowly, hoping he’ll follow, to a bench nearby and sits, hoping he’s not to busy to sit with her. “or friendship, for that matter. but i’m trying.”

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someone: oh you're bi! but if you had to choose would you choose boy or girl?

me: um don't be ignorant that's not how bisexuality works tf

me, internally, without hesitation: girls

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elcnvs:

“forty five?” she repeats out loud, finding it unbelievable and rude somebody could be running THAT late. then again, she was the kind of person to get everywhere at least ten minutes in advance. “well, did they do any effort in reaching out to you? let you know they were gonna be a little late? a text, a call, something?” 

“yeah, i mean. after fifteen i thought -- hey, this could be normal. than thirty, and now we’re here. so. yes.” he shrugs his shoulders. “i mean, it was just a tinder date so i guess it’s not really THAT important. i’m thinking it’s time to give up the dating game. get a few cats, maybe just move into an abandoned house and befriend some spirits. actually -- no, nevermind. just the cats idea.”

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chxrmedexistence:

it would be a safe bet to say that the local park was one of jason’s all-time ‘happy places’ - especially when the weather was this nice and agreeable, sun filtering through the trees and heating the ground. even if he didn’t have bella, he could just simply lie down on the ground, soak in the sunshine and just exist. speaking of bella - it took him a second to notice, but she appeared to be… running in the completely opposite direction of the ball he’d just thrown for her. she was mischievous like that - tended to do as she pleased, safe in the knowledge that she had him wrapped around her little finger. jason ran to catch up with her, only to find she’d led him straight to… a beautiful woman. he became instantly ten times more aware that he probably had sweat patches from the jogging and the… dog-wrangling. at least she didn’t seem to mind his little runaway. 

jason smiles in reply, instinctively reaching down to pat bella’s back. “yeah, she’s my baby, even if she’s trying to run away from me” he jokes, crouching down so that he’s not speaking down to her. “sorry she kinda… ambushed you there”

UPSIDES of a random dog stopping at your feet ? the dog having a handsome owner. sure, she noticed the state his jogging put him in, but she imagined her own jogging around the park meant her hair was out of place and she’s sure mid-weather of vermont had sweat on her forehead and down her back. attractive. she thinks, and then moves on quickly from the thought. “it happens. i’ve got two and sometimes i think they’ve got their own language just to be little brats.” she lets out a low chuckle, meeting his eyes when he crouches to her level. “it’s no big deal. you get used to it when you come home and have to prepare not to fall down.” her shoulders shrug, reaching out a hand to introduce herself. “kalyani.” he states simply, keeping a hand balanced on his dog. 

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leaweisz:

literally, only one second it took for the dog to peace out after lea took off the leash. he’d been so good throughout their walk, staying right by her side the whole time, she figured that if she unhooked the leash to let him play for a bit he’d stay but boy was she wrong. after running after him–or rather jogging ‘cause fuck running–she finally catches up. thank  god he stopped otherwise she would’ve given up. bending down she hooks the leash to his collar again, feeling like a dumbass for taking it off in the first place. “no” she breathes out, “well, yes. i’m just taking care of him for the weekend.” she clarifies while standing up, clearly not being a good carer. “supposedly, anyway.”

she lets out a soft laugh, standing up while still keeping a slight bend in her back to pet the eager dog. “dogs can be a pain.”she points out, shoulders shrugging. “i’ve got two and they’d both go running no matter how well trained they are. that’s why fenced areas are a true dog owners dream. thankfully, they’re easily distracted.” he notes, sliding over to a bench and not surprised that the dog follows her steps. “i’m sure you’re doing a fine job. if the dog is healthy and home when the owner gets back, that’s all that matters, right ? “

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prctectxthem:

after a long and tiring day at work, there was nothing that leia wanted more than some peace and quiet, and a drink or two. one rude, disrespectful customer after another tended to get her feeling down, and alcohol was the pick me up she tended to rely on in times like that. she walked into her favorite restaurant and straight to the bar, taking her usual seat on the end stool when she heard another’s voice. “fourty-five minutes? ouch. that’s brutal.” she commented, waving a bartender over. “you can get drunk now, i’d say, but you definitely shouldn’t have to pay for your own drink. let me.” 

“yup. that’s what i get for trying to use dating apps, right ? at what age do you think i should considering myself doomed to be alone forever ? “ he sighs rather DRAMATICALLY, looking over at her. “you don’t have to do that.” he shakes his head, but if he had to take a wild guess he would ASSUME she’s pretty set on the idea. “alright, just one drink and i’ll get the rest.” he nods. “thanks. a pity drink after being ditched actually feels pretty good.”