#• — convo.

[halehxosman]

Part of her found it sweet when one of her clients actually took the time to take her out to dinner. It was as if she could pretend they were on a real date, and that he wasn't aiming for sticking his dick in her after as being the main event. Though something always shifted when the dinner was over and they made their way to whatever kind of hotel or motel the client had requested. Some were cheap, but Mr Trask was high up in finance. Which meant he had splurged for a hotel room at The Renaissance, which had to be the fancies hotel this city could offer.

It had been a short walk from the restaurant, and still the male had already started the inappropriate touching. His hands kept squeezing her ass and fondling her boobs as they walked. "Easy now lover, you'll have me all to yourself in just a little bit." Haleh cautioned with a small laugh, tipsy enough to enjoy herself, but sober enough to still find the touching slightly embarrassing while others might be watching. Subtly she tried to take a few steps to the side, to create some distance between them. Instead he pulled her all too close, pressing his already bulging crotch against her and slapping her ass, making her give a small squeak in surprise.  "Please anyone can see.."

@evrenosman

[eriksonrikka]

su diestra intentó atrapar lo que fuese para evitar la caída y eso fue el antebrazo ¿o el hombro? de quién se encontró más próximo a su torpeza. sin embargo, el agarre no llegó a concretarse, uñas quizá rasgaron algo, pero ello no evitó su destino.

cayó de culo sobre el tumulto de residuos, apenas masculló algo para sí misma en eso que sacudió su cabeza para mover los mechones que entonces terminaron sobre su rostro.

no usó sus manos para amortiguar el golpe porque había aprendido de la última vez que cayó en el hielo y aún estaba tratando la consecuencia en su muñeca, debido a esto un dolor agudo se esparció por su espalda. ' ... juro que esto no estaba aquí hace un momento ' se inventó, eso fue más fácil que aceptar su descuido. ' ¿tú estás bien? ' indagó sin observar a su compañía, perdiendo su mirada en las bolsas donde ahora descansaba, mientras buscó algo que se viera confiable para apoyarse sobre ello y así reincorporarse.

leo, viktor, june, evan & vala han enviado : gato, para un starter donde nuestros personajes tropiezan con bolsas de basura 𓂃 @leovz, @milasics, @sogune, @ievcnz, @vau0ghty

[mistrxavfoxblog]

The atmosphere, as always, was electric. Komodo was fairly packed with people out to enjoy their friday night, not to mention the great drinks, dancing and party factor the only club in town provided. Xavier was no exception of course. This place was one of his regular spots, a hunting ground for pretty ladies to have fun with and take home, or the occasional handsome male that swung his way. He had been on the dancefloor for a while, walking towards the main bar to get some refreshments, when a eerily familiar laugh made its way to his ears, making him momentarily freeze in his spot. Oh no. Oh hell no.. Slowly turning, he cought sight of his sister at the bar, talking to some tall good looking drink of pure sin.

Quickly, the drinks he was going to get and the girls he had been dancing with was long forgotten. With poorly disguised briskness, panic simmering like a tight string in his chest, Xavier strode over, inserting himself between his sister and the stranger. "Piece of advice man, walk away. She's not available." he said in a clipped voice, his expression cold and dangerous. Making it very clear he would make the guys night hellish if he did not piss. off. Luckily, he was one of those individuals who did not want trouble. Raising his hands up and drifting away without a word. Turning back to his sister, Xavier's demeanor changed to one filled with immediate concern. "Nora. Are you alright?" he asked, trying to gauge just how late in her night he'd intercepted this.

@norafcx

[whitneyxrossi]

Whitney had really jumped head first into it tonight. She had lost track of the number of drinks or how long she had been on the dance floor. Every now and then she got thirsty enough to wander over to the bar for another drink, before ending up back on the floor. It was good that she wasn't too self aware at the moment, given that she did not consider herself a decent dancer. Then again, who was gonna notice in this crowd? Everyone seemed to have a great time and she had latched on to that vibe, despite being here all alone.

Aiming for the bar again, she struggled to get out of the crowd. Using a tad too much force to push trough, she stumbled and somehow knocked both a table with glasses and herself to the floor. Landing on her arm and palm, she didn't feel the glass cutting her skin until she tried to get up. Then she saw the blood and ended on her behind with a sigh. Oh boy.. Suddenly, strong arms were hoisting her up. Dazed, she glanced at the male that had come to her rescue. "You're too kind, thank you. I'm such a clutz.."

@evrenosman

[iriehm]

# desde bloomwood asher y benedict ( @vshrs, @bendct ) han dicho: " ¡rápido, entra aquí! "

los pulmones le quemaban mientras corría con cierta desesperación, una de esas cosas le pisaba los talones. por suerte las mañanas que empleaba corriendo estaban dando sus frutos. ¿a dónde podía ir? lo único que veía en la distancia era el caos total: vecinos corriendo, objetos volando en algunas zonas, una mujer intentando quitarse de encima a otra que quería morderle la cara... y entre todo el dantesco escenario, el grito fue como la luz en medio de la tormenta. entró sin pensárselo dos segundos, poniéndose a salvo por fin. ‘ gracias, te debo la vida ’ ¿estaba exagerando? iriel no lo creía. pero si lo hacía no le importó en lo absoluto.

se dejó caer sobre el suelo, exhausta. se pasó las manos por la cara un par de veces para intentar despejarse. finalmente, clavó la mirada en su acompañante, sus iris brillando en confusión. ‘ he estado a punto de no llegar porque un vecino quería morderme la cara ’ la risa que salió de sus labios fue de perplejidad, sin poder creérselo aún. ‘ ¿estamos bien aquí? ’

[lopezxisa]

closed starter || @serenityamor​

isabella had been glued to her phone since her album had come out having had to reschedule her release party she couldn’t take her eyes off any kind of social media even now as she sat with serenity still trying to avoid going home until she knew all the lights would be turned out and her mother no where in sight. “on a scale of one to ten how stupid would it be to just go party and hook up with a stranger? or is that too much of me?” she questioned not really paying attention to the words coming out of her own mouth, “or like i know you dislike him but like letting chad corrupt me until i can stop thinking about how crappy this year is already.”

[mollyweeasley]

@itsfabianprewett​ said: “Esta es la razón por la que eres mi persona favorita.” 

– Solo lo dices para que te sirva más pastel de calabaza –comentó desde la cocina, con un deje bromista mientras negaba con la cabeza. Cortó otro trozo de pastel y lo puso frente a su hermano, antes de despeinarlo como si fuera un niño ( aprovechando que estaba sentado y, por lo tanto, no era más alto que ella )– Deberías venir más seguido, ¿sabes? Tus sobrinos te extrañan y yo también –reconoció, mientras se sentaba en la silla frente al menor. 

[athenaxharris]

@djchad​

a quick trip to grab coffee before she headed to the grocery store was what she was supposed to do. what didn’t happen was she didn’t make it five minutes out of the coffee shop before she ran right into the other causing her to drop her coffee and a whine escape her. looking down at the now spilled cup on the floor she pouted before she blew out a breath, “i’m so sorry and i promise i’ll pay for anything that i ruined.” she started to say before she looked up and saw chad and she gave a small sheepish smile, “oh hey,” she said with a small wave, “i was being serious i’ll pay for anything that my coffee got on you if it’s ruined. i didn’t see you.” 

[andreaprcwctt]

@podmore-sturgis​ said: “¿Puedes repetirlo, por favor?”

– Te pregunté si vas a terminarte eso –señaló con la cabeza la botella frente al joven, que parecía no estarla bebiendo hace un rato. Andrea no era tímida y después de un par de tragos ( que ya tenía encima ), lo era aún menos. 

[pepinogatodebtoas]

Maldito Gato de Botas e seu fraco por mulheres bonitas. Assinou sua sentença de morte quando o seu caminho cruzou com Kitty, tinha certeza disso. Porquê senão eles não estariam parados no corredor do castelo do Rei. E como de praxe, estavam no seus momentos de diferença de conflitos e jogos de sedução. ❛❛ ¡Eres una loca! No sé como me convences para hacer estas cosas… Agora o que a gente faz, gatinha-sabe-tudo? ... Você só vai chegar e descer a porra nos seguranças, não vai? ❜❜ suspirou derrotado.

@gatinhapatamansa

[musical-avery]

Coming back from lunch was never supposed to be easy in this place. Or so Avery thought as she came back in with her coffee and took in the packed locale and one of the girls gesturing for her to re-check her schedule. Of course she had gotten bookings while out.. No peace or rest for the wicked. Stepping over to the computer, she took in the names on the list. Naturally, the one with her own last name on it made the girl frown. "Tilly, did you put in the wrong info? Says I have an appointment with myself in five minutes." she prompted her co worker, who chuckled in response. "No silly. Your sister specifically asked for you." she said, making Avery's already non too colorful face ashen further. "You... oh shit." she bit back the urge to yell at the other. She had no desire what so ever to see her sister, much less at work where she couldn't possibly loose her temper and had to make sure no one else was listening in. What the fuck did Aubrey want anyway?

Muttering profanities under her breath, Avery went to double check that her station was clean and set up right before taking a seat in her chair, closing her eyes for a minute and trying to take some deep breaths. Her attempt at serenity was quickly squandered when the bell over the door rang and the redhead in question walked in. Getting back up and walking over, Avery decided to try and nip this in the bud. "You don't need your nails fixed Aubrey. Do me a favor and walk back out. Now."

@aubreymillerx

[halehxosman]

Pacing the floor, so briskly that she was sure it would have come apart had she worn spikier shoes, Haleh struggled with her worst base instincts. A fucking heart transplant... Waiting lists and ominous truths from the doctors about just how much time her mom had left. She was going to die. There really did not seem like a way out of this now. Because when the waiting list was full of kids and teens and young adults, her mothers chances of getting a heart in time was damn slim. The despair and pure paralyzing fear that came with this realization made Haleh want to do several lines until the world around her would barely be there anymore. She wanted to escape so badly, and yet she knew that doing so would be the most selfish act she could do. Leaving here now was not an option. Pushing it all away could not be an option. With wild hair she had run her hands trough too many times, and shaking hands, she barely heard the door to the room open. Much less her brother walking inside. Once she did though, her eyes filled with tears again as she struggled with her pride and chaotic emotions. One part of her wanted to bury her face in Evren's chest and loose it completely, the other argued she ought to be strong for his sake too. Unable to move to do one or the other, she just stood there.

@evrenosman

[eriksonrikka]

la advertencia llegó inopinada, pero precisa, ya que de no haberla oído probablemente el viento hubiese hecho que aquél par de plumas aterrizará sobre su rostro. se movió rápido, haciéndose a un lado y la brisa se llevó la suavidad negruzca con ella.

volteó entonces en dirección de su socorrista, esbozando una sonrisa y sosteniendo aún con más firmeza su bolsa. ' gracias... ' arrugó su nariz por el hedor que emanó los residuos cuando ella se movió, aunque eso no detuvo su andar; prefirió la distracción de una compañía, porque el panorama entonces no era el mejor. necesitaba no pensar tanto en ello.

' ¿te devuelvo el favor ayudándote con eso? ' cuestionó por consiguiente, ladeando un poco su cabeza. ' o puedo relevarte un rato, así descansas... '

theia, arien & kayra han enviado : ¡cuidado con esas plumas! 𓂃 @loveiiaz, @variehn, @bardakaiyra

[mistrxavfoxblog]

Stepping into the tattoo shop, Xavier's eyes were curious as they took in the surroundings. For a good few weeks he had debated coming in here to check the place out, but his latest case had been taken to court and thus demanded all of his damn time. Now that the trial was over, and he'd won his clients case, he could finally get back to some well deserved personal time. Now he had heard good things about this place, and played with the idea of his next tattoo for quite some time. The kicker was, he would not give the job to just anyone. Walking up to the counter, he smiled politely at the male there. "Good afternoon. Any chance you have some look books I can sift trough? He asked. If he was going to give any of the artists here the job, he wanted to make sure he picked the most skilled one for it.

@evrenosman

[whitneyxrossi]

It demanded more effort than she wanted others to know to walk trough the doors of the bakery. Whitney hadn't been an actual out and about customer for nearly a month now. She had good reasons, but people around her were pushing her to get out of her hidey hole. And she supposed things weren't going to get better if she stayed in it.. so what the hell, right? Her head was pounding from the night out she'd had yesterday, the effects of a mean hangover clinging to her body still. Maybe that was it. The need for black, deep, rich coffee so strong that it had her toss her worries of being observed and judged to the wind. Hands deep in one of her brothers way too big hoodies, she stepped up to the counter. "Coffee please? Is 'Black as my soul' on the menu?" she teasingly asked Jaz with a small smile.

@jxsminebailey

[leoxclark]

Being back in town after a business trip sometimes felt like a semi reunion to Leo. He loved to travel and he had long since accepted that being CEO meant more actual work than play for him. But being away always reminded him why he loved East Haven so much. The tranquility of the smaller town. The familiarity he had with a lot of the towns people or the natives, but also the owners of the different establishments. Of course, what he always missed the most when he was away was his friends. Most of all perhaps Lenny. She was one of a kind, and he wished that there was more time in a week for them to spend time together.

Taking a seat on the park bench, he handed her the coffee he had gotten for her on the way over, giving her a wistful smile. "Are you sure we'll survive an outdoor lunch today in this weather?" he asked just a smidge teasingly. "I'll happily go to any lunch place you want if you have second thoughts."

@lennyxclairmont