#∘₊✧────── scott kulkari. ( interactions )

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @maisielenny where: ocean crest apartment stairway

"Hey neighbour," Scott called out lowly from the flight below, knowing that the footsteps above him likely belonged to another resident. As he heard a small clang upon his approach up the three flights of stairs, Scott had bent down to pick up what had likely fallen from a pocket or a purse.

Between his callused fingers, there was now a short orange crystal that kinda looked like a piece of candy. Looking over the railing, he held it up for them. "You dropped your... rock." The last word came out as more a question than intended.

[scottyxkulkari]

"Oh," Scott says, looking from the woman back to the dog. Its face was lit up, tongue sticking out, eager for the attention he was giving it. If it wasn't her dog, then whosever it was was one lucky owner. A smile still sat on his face. Much more of an animal person that a people person and it showed.

"You should consider yourself lucky," Scott jokes slightly, as he stood up. The dog was whining for his return. "I'm a bit like Bigfoot, hate having my picture taken. Just don't sell it to National Geographic, ya hear?"

" nope, " blair answered, punctuating the p because she can barely take care of herself, what more of a pet. even if she wanted to have one, she knew she couldn't bear that responsibility yet. shrugging her shoulders, she added, " just a thought--besides, i think that dog likes you for some reason. it might turn out good. " when the man agreed to being photographed with the golden retriever, the blonde snapped a shot as the dog nuzzled onto his palm, smiling to herself at how endearing the sight was. but when the man looked back at her, she just pressed her lips into a thin smile and nodded, " i did, thanks. " // @scottyxkulkari

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @joey-madani where: sharky's halloween bash

As much as Scott liked to pride himself on not being nostalgic in any way, shape or form — he had spent most of the past month vividly recounting his past mistakes. It wasn't unusual for him to do so, there were so many to count from that he could spend all day and night thinking of them, and still only scratch the surface.

This town was too small to not bump into Joey again, but it wasn't as if he was leaving it to chance. He finds her at the bar, dressed in leather. Suddenly he regretted wearing a stupid costume because he was sure he looked as stupid as he felt. "Olive branch," he says sliding the Cosmopolitan towards her as if two words explained it all. It was a promise to not ruin yet another town event airing their dirty laundry.

[scottyxkulkari]

scott ✉️ phoebe

Scott: Hey Phoebe, it's Scott Scott: My insurance said I had to text you to make sure this number wasn't fake

@phoebekeller

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @maevereynoldss where: the beach

Scott was nothing, if not, as outdoors guy. Maybe it was from his childhood but he was never one to stay inside for too long, feeling trapped if he couldn't breathe the fresh air. It was just his nature. A new place meant that there was so much to see, in between his own personal mission whilst in town. He was procrastinating, scared of what he might find deep down, never admitting it to himself. The beach was the easiest thing to find.

Standing on the beach, he was beginning to understand what drew people to this coastal town. It was idyllic. Away with his thoughts, as he often was, Scott felt the commotion of a dog approach him from the side. Its sandy paws colliding with his legs, not that he minded. Any day he got to pat a dog was a good one in his eyes. "Hey buddy," Scott knelt down to meet it face to face. The excitement of the poodle caused a grin to form as he pet it. "Who do you belong to?"

[scottyxkulkari]

This town wasn't necessarily growing on Scott but it did have a certain charm. He wasn't sure if it was the sea air or just the people here had small-town hospitality that other places lacked. It could be the fact that one of his favorite people was here, but he'd never admit it. Slowly, he found himself at the Reef, a now usual haunt after he had done a hard days work. Sliding into the stool, the bartender asked his order which was always the same. Scott wasn't a fan of change. "Heineken, thanks—" he rested his arms on the wooden bar as he waited. "Busy day?" Small talk wasn't his forte.

@ponderosus

starter: open @aurorabaystarter location: the reef

tourist season, as usual, was nothing short of chaos. but layla didn't mind too much, she just focused on the motions of making the drinks and eventually time would slip by. only one in a while someone would make a poor choice of music on the jukebox, which she'd fantasised completely unplugging once 'benny and the jets' got played a little too many times. out of the corner of her eye she notices a figure sliding into the empty bar stool, but she doesn't exactly see who they are, focus centred on scrubbing at a stain on the counter. "what can i get ya'?"

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @tillycai where: ocean crest apartment building

Moving from place to place came with its own set of skills. For Scott, it meant that he went through life light. The things he owned could easily be packed up and thrown in the truck he owned at any point, an easy escape route. Never bothering with things like boxes, it made moving into a new place easier.

Bag of trash in hand, Scott had finished setting up his new apartment as he attempted to located the trash chute. Just as he entered the communal hallway, he spotted a familiar brunette making her way up the stairwell. First instinct was to act like maybe he hadn't spotted her, but her surprised face that echoed back to him didn't give him the chance.

Scott shook his head at the universe. The ghosts of his past never stayed that way. "So you're not dead in a ditch somewhere.. good to know." Could have fooled him from her impressive disappearing act.

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @erickxng where: aurora bay hospital, cafeteria

From the moment that he'd seen Lukas' face on some random's instagram page, it had completely consumed Scott's life. If this wasn't actually his foster brother, then this whole life-altering move had been for nothing but something in his gut didn't sit right. He hadn't called the Parks, they'd probably think that Scotty had finally lost it, which he might very well have. The last thing they needed was a reminder that their son was no longer with them, even if Scott wasn't fully convinced since seeing the picture.

This town was big. Big enough that for the few days it took to gather his bearings, but the first stop was the hospital. Lukas had spent most of his life training to be a doctor, he had literally lived and breathed it. Funnily enough, it was what he died for as well. After walking around aimlessly, he had asked the front desk if a Lukas Park worked here. They had politely said no one by that name did, so maybe he was crazy after all. Feeling a lot like this was actually a lost cause, Scott decided that he'd park himself in the cafeteria, to gather his strung out thoughts.

Watching the doppelgänger of his brother talk to another doctor, Scott couldn't believe his eyes. It was him. This guy had Lukas' mannerisms, even down to his smile which showed very briefly as he laughed at something his colleague said. There was little room for doubt now. He turned himself away for a moment, processing the information he now had. "What the fuck," Scott breathed to himself in disbelief and he turned back to take another look. Just as he did so, the two locked eyes and Scott felt a wave of emotion flood over him. A mixture of relief, anger and something that could only be described as nausea.

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @gavin-carrigan where: BOO-ze stall

Scoot was about to start talking when one of his hands tipped over his not-spooky beer, spilling it on the counter. “Shit, this is what I get for talking with my hands.” He said, almost embarrassed as he turned to the guy next to him. “I swear I’m not drunk, just a fuckin' klutz. Did I get ya?"

[scottyxkulkari]

Scott was glad that at there was some joke to be had in this. "You can still yell at me," God knew he'd be tearing a piece out of someone who hit his car. "Go right ahead." Rounding the car, he looked down at her headlight, the plastic shattered into pieces, a small dent near it. At least his tow bar hadn't made its way into her front bumper.

"I got insurance," he said. "It's a work car so its good, it'll be all paid for but shit.. I can't believe I hit your car. I fucking hate parking in this town."

( @beautyxnthefire )

Now he was taking the fun out of fighting him! "Now I can't yell at you." Mia sighed throwing her hands in the air and chuckled. "Okay okay" she shook her head "It's fine, I'm fine" she said easily and waved a hand. Noting it was only a broken headlight, she exhaled relieved. "Please tell me you have insurance..." she sighed. If he did, it'd be fine. || @scottyxkulkari

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @cricketcampbell where: lobby of ocean crest apartments

The rip of the paper bag he was holding could have been mistaken for the sound of Scott Kulkari's soul leaving this earthly plane. He'd somehow managed to make it home from the grocery store with one bag full of enough microwave dinners to feed a small army, however he hadn't anticipated the small tear the cardboard boxes would create.

"Fuck," he sighed as the contents spilled all over the lobby floor. Bolded words like man sized and hungry man splashed across them would have been embarrassing to anyone who cared, which Scott decidedly didn't. After angrily scrunching up the paper bag and putting it in a nearby bin whilst grumbling to himself, Scott bent down to pick them up. A blunt 'it's okay, i got it" was exchanged as someone else came over to help.

[scottyxkulkari]

scott ✉️ tilly

Scott: is ur heating out? my heating is out Scott: wanna make sure ur not freezing to death up there @tillycai

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @maura-cortes where: maura's place, ocean crest

"Alright," Scott let out a small groan as his arms returned to a neutral stance. "I've fixed that shelf and patched the whole in the wall." He turned back to Maura who had been nearby, wiping his hands of any excess materials. "Call first next time?" He looked at her with an amused look. Her renovation exploits were bad for her security deposit but good for his business, even with mates rates. "We'll need to let the plaster dry, then I can paint it. You don't happen to have this wall color laying about, do ya?"

[scottyxkulkari]

A snort escapes him. "A bartender," Scott replies without missing a beat, a shit-eating grin on his mug. But he closes the distance and parks himself nearby, definitely not going to complain about a free drink.

Scott takes the bottle and knocks it against the owner's half drunk one in cheers. "I already liked this place but now? Best bar in town." A glowing recommendation from someone who frequented most of them. Only one bar in town was off-limits. At least the owner of this place seemed like an alright guy. "What's the occasion?" Scott asks, always one to question a good thing.

( @ethan-windsor )

"What kind of person would I be, if I offered you a drink and charged you for it?" He chuckled, he knew it wasn't exactly the best business plan, but he wasn't worried about that, right now, he just didn't want to drink alone and he wasn't the type of person who thought 2 steps ahead.

He grabbed the beer and brought it to the man. "On the house. Enjoy"

@scottyxkulkari

[scottyxkulkari]

scott ✉️ devyn

scott: so if i wanted to buy a real christmas tree, would you perhaps want to come help pick one out? i feel like uve got the eye for that kinda thing (@devynbarnes)

[scottyxkulkari]

who: @devynbarnes where: sharky's halloween bash

Had his forehead not been pinned down by the headband he wore, Scott's brow would have furrowed. Watching a live band play yet another rendition of "Monster Mash" with a beer in hand, he'd done what he did at most nighttime outings. Hung at the back of the crowd and tried to go unnoticed. The costume he wore was about as much effort as he was planning to make.

Feeling a presence at his side, eyes moved slowly to see Devyn standing beside him. Scott leaned down so he could speak into her ear over the music. "Do you think it's mandatory they play this song or are people just too drunk to notice we've already heard it four times tonight?"