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"Yeah, perfect," he said with a grin before giving a nod. "It is fun sometimes. I do enjoy a cliche cutesy thing is nice." Maybe it was that wholesome romantic side always present with him, not that this had to be romantic, but he still had that in him. He enjoyed a nice simple wholesome life. Probably the biggest reason him and modeling didn't fully click. "I feel we'll have a lot of time," Marco added with a slight smirk himself before making sure his skates were on well.

Getting to his feet carefully before turning to look at Zoe. His own shoes near the bench with hers. Following towards the rink and taking a small in-hale, as he made sure she got ready to go first. "You got this," he said before she moved onto the ice and he watched almost like a parent teaching a kid to bike without their help. After she started, then Marco went ahead and followed suit, carefully getting on the ice, focusing on his balance and making small movements to start.

A nod follows, and she gives a little laugh. She'd definitely enjoyed too many of those crazy videos herself. Her grin matches his, Zoe nodding. "See? Perfect." "It's fun sometimes," she says with a shrug, "The cliche, cutesy thing. Anyway, I figure there's time..." She leaves this open-ended, fighting a little smirk, and maybe glancing with that charming smile. Once her skates are on and fastened, she stands, still with the rubber protectors on the blade, just practicing balancing. She waits for Marco to finish getting his skates on, then stashes her shoes under their chosen bench before leading the way toward the rink. There's a shelf to set the blade covers, and Zoe takes hers off with care, maybe leaning a little against him for a moment of support. "Moment of truth!" she says with a grin as she looks back at him, then steps out onto the ice, hesitant at first, but managing to stay upright without holding onto the rail--for now! @sirmarcoalvarez

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A chuckle left him before he pulled out his phone and started texting with someone. "Well, I think I have a friend who can get me a spare, before we go to towing. The one time I didn't have the spare with me is when it's needed," he said laughing some at himself really. Marco was always in rather good spirits. After a moment he put his phone away and looked towards the other man. "No, you're pretty much right. Back in Texas I was so car savvy and I admit - I had a moment as a model and stopped driving for a bit, so I came here with this and a motorcycle and I'd hate to always use the motorcycle. Just gotta get back my car knowledge again." He admitted with a chuckle, recalling how that connected him and his father a lot back in Texas.

Figuring the other probably didn't have a spare at this point left Monroe a bit helpless, in the sense that he wasn't going to be able to make it a quick fix — or a patch, rather. However, the other seemed in rather good spirits, wanting to talk nonetheless. Mo scratched the back of his head, letting out a small, breathy laugh, "Yeah, man, you're going to have to have someone tow it if you don't have a spare. There's not much I can do here without one," He admitted, shrugging, although he wished it weren't true. Truthfully, he wouldn't have minded switching out the tires. Anyway, he could certainly keep the other company for a few minutes longer, as it seemed the other wanted to chat. "... Well, now I'm curious," He stated, "So, you drove this thing all the way from Texas to here, only to let it sit? Or am I missing something?"

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With his hands pressed against the bar top giving a nod, as he'd been pacing around and would either stop and stand somewhere or sit as they hung out and spoke. "You and me both, but at least we got each other and - we're here. Got power here." Moving from behind the bar as he spoke and standing beside the other male with a slight grin. "As good as I can. Just would be nice to like - talk to family and all that, you know?" Marco had a sister he was close to and he'd talk to almost daily, so after this, chances are they'd be on the phone for hours to make up for it.

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"And still nothing. Swear this blackout is gonna make me go crazy." He chuckled as he looked over at the other next to him. Sure his place had power but not having good phone service was killing him. He knows his parents would be wondering what's up and he's having the worst time even staying on a call with them. Hopefully he'll be able to clear this up soon or whenever everything goes back to normal. "How are you holding up? Not panicking at all right?"

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A slight chuckle escaped at the hot over interesting thing said before the smirk easily resurfaced on his face again. Just admiring the other for a moment, watching him chug the drink like it was nothing before Marco moved away from the bar and moved to let his co-worker know he was leaving early for an important matter. Luckily him and the man before him spoke low and being nice or flirting sometimes just happened to sell more drinks but also never make sure someone wasn't over doing it, of course. "Yes, it's time, shall we then?" He walked around the bar and walked out of the bar in a slight hurry as to play off the important matter, but outside he was waiting for the man.

——- Keeping close to the bartender, with the bar top between them, holding a smirk on his lips. the closer they got, the faster his heart started to race and the more he wanted to just lose control right now. ❝  i was expecting to hear hot — but interesting will do. ❞ the tension between them was clear. taking the drink placed before himself, moving back a bit to chug it down before his gaze locked right back to the other. ❝  time for that spell to get me lucky with a random bartender tonight. so — off now or am i leaving without you ? ❞ as the last of his words left him, roman stood up and slowly moved away to exit the bar, definitely teasing and toying with the bartender.

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Hearing the simple words the other man spoke caused Marco to full on laugh as he also gave a nod of his head showing he agreed. "Yeah, I think after leaving Texas I wasn't with the best of people and just rolled with it." He admitted, but he'd definitely have to figure it all out himself from the start all over again. "I might fix this to at least get back home before i just consider trading it out for a new car. It's surely finally time anyway." Back in Texas he knew cars better but he didn't use them much after leaving Texas so the knowledge sat, collected dust and naturally started leaving his mind. "I need to probably contact my dad again to cuss me out in Spanish before reminding me how to manage a car. They say if you don't use it you lose it." He sigh before giving a shrug. "Maybe can find a place around to get something or phone someone to deliver it."

Being somewhat of a bearer of bad news made Monroe feel a tad worse. At least he'd pointed it out. Although it would've been pretty obvious after a few seconds of driving that something was wrong. Regardless, he wouldn't have made it out of the lot anyway. Mo looked at the other, jaw slightly cocked as they explained the bewildering approach that had been taken for a car that seemed to have a lot of issues, "Sounds like someone gave you some bad advice." He cracked a smile, "If my car has an issue every time I use it, I'm taking it back to the dealership." The male mused, offering a shrug in a mute consolation. It seemed the other didn't know much about cars at all. Monroe pointed and nodded, "Uh, yeah, man — should be in your back trunk if you have one, below the floor. You'll be able to pop it up."

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Taking his wallet back with a smile before hearing all she said as he pocketed it and his mouth dropped open for a second. "What!? How'd that even happen!? So did you have to get like a new card or something then?" A situations out come never interested Marco more than the one he was currently hearing about.

Wren peeked at the license photo before deeming that it was his and she handed it over, "No problem. And yeah, it's not easy. I had my card stolen once and the dumbass on the phone said their records claimed me as dead so I couldn't file a complaint or close the account or...anything."

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This is why Marco tried to walk or even sometimes bike more than drive. Sighing and just getting out and stepping away on a calm walk of sorts before returning curiously upon seeing someone nearby. "Yeah, that's my car." he spoke sounding a tad annoyed, at the situation, definitely not the guy himself as he was being nice. "It is and it's like every time I use the thing it wants to have an issue and I was told to use it more and I'm convinced cars hate me or at least mine does." A laugh left him and he did have the car for a bit, so could also just be that it's getting old too. Something that didn't seem to cross Marco's mind. "Oh, um - that be really helpful actually. Thanks. Just um - not sure if I have a spare on me."

⤷ Who: OPEN @aurorabaystarter ˎˊ˗ ➝ Where: The beach, in one of the many pay-to-park lots along the shore. ➝ When: Morning, 10:49 AM

In an attempt to beat the heat, the beach didn't seem like too terrible an aim. It was nearly September — the water was as warm as the Pacific was ever going to get, and he had a cooler full of Coors Banquet. The stars were aligned. For him, at least. As soon as he began making his way to the boardwalk, he noticed a car with a plainly flat rear tire. Shit. Now he felt involved. Before he could loop back around to his Bronco to grab a scrap of paper and a pen (a courtesy note in mind), someone came out of seemingly nowhere, looking as puzzled as him, "Uh- sorry, this isn't your car, is it?" He gestured to the wheel, "It's just, this back tire's halfway to pancake." He told them, some concern in his voice, and then sudden intuition, "— and if it's your ride, I could help you change it."

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"Great," he said back simply before they were getting their skates. "Yeah, that exactly. Those always interested me," he spoke honestly as a laugh left him. Marco shared his shoe size and didn't mind whatever color. He wasn't too picky, and gently took what given before smiling some and thanking the attendant. "That you did and I always figured this is how it should be. So at least we think the same," he grinned, pearly white teeth flashing some.

Taking a seat with her, before glancing at her. "I can see that. I know I'd do the same but, this is a nice idea. Different for me as well, with how long it's been. And I do enjoy cliche and cutesy." There goes that charming smile again before he went to start taking off his shoes, one at a time and replacing them with the skates.

Her eyes stay with him, Zoe giving a knowing little smirk and nodding along. "Sounds like a plan, yeah..." She moves along with him, finding a comfortable gait as they go to get their skates. Zoe laughs, "Kind of like the videos where someone's adrenaline kicks in and they can lift a car or something?" She offers the skate tickets to the attendant, and there's a chance for the pair of them to give sizes for the correct skates, just like bowling. Zoe accepts a simple pair of beige figure skates, waiting for Marco to be handed his. She laughs a little at the offer, nodding. "Of course. I just figured... I did ask you out this time so..." Once they have their skates, she leads him for an empty bench outside the rink where they can get their skates on, taking a seat. "I debated like twenty different things, if I'm being honest... And then went for the kind of cliche cutesy one." @sirmarcoalvarez

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Turning upon hearing the ask before checking his own pockets then walking up to her. "Definitely could have," he admitted before gently taking the wallet from her, opening it and seeing his license before rolling his eyes then looking to her again. "Yes, it's mine. Thanks." Marco laughed some, giving a nod. "Yeah, that'd suck having to figured out all of that as well."

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“Hey, did you drop this?” Wren called out to the person ahead of her, figuring she could do with some good karma as she picked up the wallet that was on the ground. “Would suck to end the summer declaring identify theft. Or having some punk kid max out a credit card.” Not that she was talking from experience as said punk kid once upon a time.

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Aside from the bar he worked at and the beach in summer time, Marco Alvarez could be found at the local smoothie shop a bit more than even the coffee shop. He was a lover of a good latte, but he was more so a lover of a nice fresh smoothie. For once maybe he'd sit around, but before he changed his mind to leave instead he heard the voice. Looking at her for a moment before walking over to join her. "Hey, thanks. We'll leave the biting out, for now," he said with a wink and charming smile before laughing a bit. "I'm Marco, by the way."

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It had practically become a ritual. Stella Davenport was making herself a local, and in doing so, was becoming quite the regular at the smoothie shop. She loved coffee, craved it often, but caffeine sometimes seemed to have the wrong effect, and would make her spin out a bit. She thought settling for a daily green smoothie should hold her over; scratch the proverbial itch. She found herself there, yet again, although the place was crawling with people. She found what seemed to be the last table outside, spreading out her color-coded binder, multiple highlighters — vibrantly neon, and her beloved juice. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught someone looking around for a seat, so she waved them down. “Hi! I’ve got a seat here, if you need one. I don’t bite, I promise! Well, unless you ask extra nicely.”

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Marco was a mixed bag of knowing his charm and not, he just knew how to work a few things probably over time with past relationships and his own flirting experiences as well as some compliments and tips he got. "Sounds like a plan so, should start separate until we have balance at least then, maybe could - link arms or something," he added the last part a bit nervously, but it could probably be helpful for both of them for a bit of extra balance and support. Walking with her, a grin resting on his face before they went from paying for tickets to getting their skates. "I definitely would. With the rush I'd get seeing you hurt, I'd probably manage as if it's all nothing," he chuckled some before adding, "Also next hang out, I'll cover."

Her gaze lingers between his eyes, his lashes, and of course that dazzling smile, though she does her best to focus on his eyes as he talks. She nods with his explanation. "Well, we can fumble together, and then become the most amazing skaters on the ice and show everybody up..." She says with a little grin. She starts to lead him toward the ticket booth. Zoe offers her phone to tap pay for their tickets, since it was her suggestion after all, and then leads the way to the ice skates pickup area. "You'll carry me off the ice if I break my ankle, though, right?" she teases. @sirmarcoalvarez

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"Alright, alright." Marco closed his eyes, arms folding over his chest as he let himself mentally get into the world and he'd definitely not be alone being the people person he happened to be. "I think you'd need to be the person or have someone with you to help with water management for sure, as well as someone to keep an eye on how much we have with us." He spoke as the thoughts played in his mind as he spoke with her as if it was a movie in his mind. "Could perhaps find things with similar to water like food with juice or even bits of water to help some as well."

"I'm sure the government will employ the best engineers and scientists to find a solution, but until then, it will be under their control." These dystopian ideas seemed so far-fetched, but they weren't intangible concepts. Areas of the world have experienced a water shortage crisis and have taken measures to mitigate it. However, there had to be a precipice where they could no longer manage it, which was a potential belief hundreds of years into the future. "Interested in water resource management?"

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Chuckling some and nodding it all away before making the other man another drink, setting it down, then leaning close on the bar top again with a big grin on his face. "You're so interesting," he spoke softly between the two of them before then leaning in a bit closer, so tempted to just steal a quick kiss, but with how the air was around the two, that kiss would easily become a heated makeout session, so holding back became best. "You are, I mean, have you seen you? Heard you? So sexy and smooth, so I'm under the spell you came in with." This might be the best of Marco's flirting skills before adding in, "Hope this drink works for you."

——- A smirk crossed his lips as he eyed the bartender as if he was is pray and perhaps tonight only — he was to a degree. ❝  you can ask — but i can't promise i'll answer. ❞ mentally he was only expecting, well hoping, for a one night one on one meet up — nothing more. roman was on the fence about so much and he held too much of his own fears and worries so this seemed better. plus this guy could be so different knowing fully who roman is if he doesn't know already and probably could be playing him for some gloat moment. as the bartender got closer the actor did too, tempted to press his lips to the other's in that moment, but he held back with a bit of difficulty. ❝  leave early for me ? didn't realize i was such a bad influence already. just get me something fruity since you might taste it later. ❞ the brit spoke with a wink following his clear flirt.

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Marco would never miss a chance to go enjoy the beach. So of course he was there, soaking it all up. He swam for a bit, but now he was just relaxing in the sun, when the person sitting nearest him spoke and he turned to look at her. "I have before, yeah. I'm not the best. I can like balance for a bit then I'll fall off. I'd probably get better if I kept trying but, doesn't always cross the mind," he shared with a chuckle.

starter for: open @aurorabaystarter where: the beach! The pale blonde is there on the beach, sat on a towel, armed with a hat, sunblock, and an actual coverup over her suit, just for sun protection, eyes on the water and, moreover, a group of surfers goofing off in the waves. She's feeling bold, maybe a little friendly in the moment, glancing toward her nearest neighbor. "Have you ever tried surfing? I feel like I'd definitely end up swallowing my weight in water if I did."

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"Wow, sounds like you had an amazing time," Marco remarked with a grin. "I haven't been around New York myself in so long, so I'm living through what you're sharing, by the way." He chuckled some, sorta missing things back there but not as much as Texas. "Glad you're back then but also that you had a nice time."

"Me I - just stayed around. Might travel out to Texas next year, just, wasn't fully feeling it this year. Plus a lot of people to gather to get the family all together again."

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"Yeah! It was pretty cool!" She smiles. "I really missed New York, I got to see some old friends, sit in on some conferences, went back to my favorite deli." Lydia babbles for a moment, pausing to let Gus sniff a bush before continuing on. "I am glad to be back though. I missed my bed and I forgot how much better I sleep without having to block out all the noise."

"What about you? How did your mid-summer go?"

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"Sometimes. We all do sometimes. I actually once flirted on the job and it went badly actually but they called me cute so - lead to a hookup." Marco shared before letting out a sigh. "Dating cesspool. I think if that was the case I'd just dip my toe in. Still not fully sure I'm ready for dating."

"Well, now that you mentioned it, do you male bartenders get hit on just as much? I mean, I can only imagine. And I, for one, know that this town can become a dating cesspool if it really tried."