#╰ thread ♡ josie hall

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closed starter for @tcmbcy ♡ plot: in source ! muse: josie hall. 24-26. cannabis infused bakery owner.

"all i'm saying is that we have approximately..." she checked the time on her apple watch before sliding it off she set it on the nightstand beside the glaringly small only bed in their room. "six hours before we even need to consider our sleeping arrangements." with a small huff, josie stared at herself in the full length mirror one last time before resting her eyes on her ex. "until then, i'm going to go enjoy our vacation by the pool. are you coming?"

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"i didn't want to upset you!" josie's eyebrows rose, her eyes growing wider. that ship had sailed. she opened her mouth to answer his question, crossing her arms over her chest when she was cut off. "why was i in a situation for it to happen? are you blaming me?" josie was in no position to get mad at cooper but she did have a right to be annoyed at him shifting the blame. "he wanted to apologize, cooper. i heard him out for like a minute, and he made a move. it's not my fault. you can't be mad at me for something he did." she jutted out her bottom lip, a pout forming. "i shouldn't have lied to you but i didn't do anything wrong, dude."

" right, right, right ... " words stacked on top of each other, each one growing in frustration. " mostly honest except completely not fucking honest at all. " each word was punctuated as he spoke as an involuntary eye roll followed. " why were you even in a situation for that to happen ? " he questioned her but immediately cut it off. " you know what, fuck it -- great choice.. hope your happy with it. " no chance to reply because did it even matter ? it happened, nothing could change that now.

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@sourtimcs liked this post for a closed starter ♡ plot: in source ! muse: josie hall. 24-26. cannabis infused bakery owner.

josie was stressed. it'd been two days since the last time they slept together and she was already thinking about the next time. things were getting bad. despite their constant conversations, josie felt like she couldn't get close enough. as fun as their friendship was, she found herself wondering more and more about the other side of their relationship. they were on their second sleepover of the week and the brunette habitually began to pack a bowl as they sat down. "what're we doing tonight? any grand ideas?"

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josie stuck her bottom lip out, front teeth sinking into it as asher spoke. he had a point — did it matter? she wasn’t used to this — to being interested in someone that everyone else was interested in. she was proud of him, always had been. but josie was used to standing on the sidelines. she’d never thought about how she’d deal with asher while she was on his arm. up until a few minutes ago, she wasn’t even sure it was a possibility between them. “no.” she sighed, eyes meeting asher’s. “i’m happy you’re getting attention — i’m just used to having you to myself. it’s always been me and you, ash. it’s going to take some time to get used to you being such a hotshot. especially if we’re…” she motioned between them, resisting the urge to reach for him again. “you know. feeling things for each other.”

he missed having her close the moment she stepped away from him. his hand dropped and throat cleared to bring himself back into his right mind. clearly he'd lost it somewhere after winning the game. " does it matter? " he questioned, not seeing what the problem would be as long as she was the one celebrating with him. " does it matter if someone is throwing themselves at me if i'm not paying attention to them and you're the one sat in my lap? girls throwing themselves at me kinda comes with the job and it doesn't hurt to look this good doing it. are you going to get jealous at everyone? "

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it took everything in josie not to offer to go backstage with him immediately. to say fuck it to the drinks, the small talk, the banter and just go somewhere quiet with him. in a bar full of drunken patrons, it felt like it’d be an intimate gesture — one that she didn’t want to push onto jace too quickly. he was a rockstar, for god’s sake. the last thing she needed to be was a desperate fangirl right in front of him. “i’m not not a fan. i wouldn’t say i’m a seasoned one, though. i’m here with a friend who would probably die if she knew i was talking to you.” let alone trying to flirt with him. “i know the aforementioned friend isn’t here now, so it looks like i might be a seasoned fan, but…” she watched him take a sip, attentive in a way she didn’t even know was possible. what the hell was going on? “d’you think you’d automatically like me more if i knew all of your songs?” josie sits up straighter as jace turned to face her, ignoring the tingling feeling in her knees as they brush against his. shaking her head, the brunette took a sip of her drink before she spoke. eyes shifted to their legs, tangled together in a way that felt natural despite them just meeting. “nope. believe me, i’d remember you. maybe we just… both have one of those faces. the kind that feels really familiar and like we’ve met a million times despite being strangers — happens all the time, i’m sure.”

“ wouldn’t you like to know? “ he wants to admit that she’s the source of the distraction but he doesn’t want to come off too strong, knowing that would only increase his chance in pushing her away. and he didn’t want to do that. not when he was so hellbent on getting to know her. “ can’t say i know of a song with your name specificity in the lyrics but, i know of a song titled josie. “ a song that he knew very well, considering it was sung by one of his favorite bands. “ maybe i could treat you to a sample of it later? my guitar is backstage after all. “ was inviting her backstage a little too much? it would give him an excuse to do something with his hands because, he knew before long, his after show was going to wear off, and it was going to be replaced with his fidgety self. “ that’s what you were trying to do? well, by all means, you can get the next round if you want. “ jace smirks, finally taking a seat on the bar stool next to her. the tips of his fingers drum against the counter top, head bopping to the music blaring over the loudspeakers. “ you’re just now following our instagram? ouch — and here i though you were a seasoned fan. “ he teases lightly, smiling a quick thanks to the bartender as they deliver their drinks, his long fingers wrapping around the cold glass, lifting it up to his lips so he could take a sip. “ funny, i was about to say the same thing. “ dark hues flick over to her, fingertips mindlessly tapping against the side of his glass, feeling the warmth from the alcohol in his cheeks. “ sadly, i’m not from around here. i’m from massachusetts, cambridge to be exact. “ he lifts his glass again, taking another sip, a longer one this time before he sets it back down on the counter, turning slightly so he could face her completely. “ have you ever been there before? maybe we crossed paths if you had. “ 

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"anything i want?" she grinned back, catching his lips against hers in a slow, long series of kisses. they'd been standing in their kitchen, josie pressed against the kitchen counter as she ran her digits under the hem of warren's shirt. "not to be extra corny," josie lifted herself on the edge of the counter, legs immediately wrapping around warren to bring him closer. "but i already have everything i want. but i'm so down to find some expensive shit for us to buy if it'll make you happy, baby."

"we'll see if you grow a third eye in a few years." warren grins. he didn't care what she did. warren always thought it was hot. he was easy for her. he's a little hazy from the weed he smoked earlier, movements a little slow but he nuzzles her cheek and laughs because if he thinks too hard about her words he'll cry. she's so sweet. and his. "yeah and get you everything you want too." warren murmurs. "can give us that life we always imagined. anything you want, jos."

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“i’m in your veins? that’s so sweet.” she grinned, smile only widening as the weed hit her system. josie didn’t do this often — imagining her future with somebody. usually, when she thought of what she’d be like when she was old and gray, she was by herself. no one there to be responsible for her memory except josie. “don’t worry, i’m already forgetful about the little things — my brain is just subconsciously making room for all the space you’re going to take up.”

a　single　brow　raised　as　he　looked　over　at　the　bronze　beauty　.　with　a　brief　shake　of　his　head　,　his　arm　extended　outward　as　if　asking　for　the　joint　.　“　quite　positive　you’re　in　my　veins　,　so　yeah　.　i’m　sure　i　won’t　forget　you　.　”　a　small　smile　grew　on　his　face　as　he　listened　to　the　femme　.　“　don’t　worry　i　won’t　let　you　forget　me　even　when　you　are　old　&　forgetful　.　”

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“dude!” was all josie could say before she was practically crushing him with a hug. careful not to press against the record, the brunette wrapped her arms around jace with a tight squeeze. though she hadn't been in his life for very long, josie knew how important the album was to him. “obviously i want to do the honors. come on.” stepping into her apartment, josie made her way to the record player. she removed the vinyl she had on, stepping aside to make room for jace. “i haven't even heard the first note and i’m already ready to play it for everyone i know.” 

“ here it is —- “ he proudly holds up the unopened vinyl in his hand, one that had been recently pressed, sealed and delivered to his doorstep. he thought it would be a few days before he’d see the bands new album in the flesh but, the label was able to get one made overnight for the band to see. it had only been a single copy, one that he probably should’ve shared with the rest of the band but, he instead took it upon himself to grab it before anyone had noticed it so she could be one of the first to experience it instead. “ — do you want to do the honors? “ // @bittcrsuite gets a starter 2/2 <3

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"that's obviously a trick question, right? i feel like the only one that doesn't have paranormal forces on their side is ghostface." she paused, tilting her head at him. "do you think you could take on one of the others?"

open to: m (platonic only) / w / nb

muse: asher power. twenty five. nhl defender.

" what slasher do you think you could take? in a fight, i mean. "

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josie gave it a second thought, actually considering it. “chucky is a really good answer. you’d definitely run into people who think you’re crazy, though. no one ever believes the main character at first. in any of them, i swear.” she takes a second to think, crossing her legs as she peers up at asher. “i think i could take on leatherface. his weapon is really loud — so you can always see him coming.”

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" it's not a trick question... just a fun talking topic. soooo ghostface is your answer? " he asked, brow raised and a small smile playing on his lips. " i reckon i could stand against most of them... for how long though i don't know. maybe chucky? think i could manage a doll. "

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"i'm not jealous." she scoffed, an incredulous laugh leaving her lips. "i'm just pointing out that she was all over you in front of everybody. after your big win. she made it all about herself. but by all means, dude. if you're into that kind of thing, go for it."

open to: w / nb

muse: asher power. twenty five. nhl defender.

“ oh… ”  lips pulled into a smile, laughter spilling from his mouth. “ oh, okay. i get it. i know what your problem is now. you’re jealous. ”

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josie was happy to hold asher's gaze, eyes searching his as he did an excellent job boosting her ego. josie typically despised the idea of people perceiving her, but it was different with asher. still, approaching him at a party would mean drawing a lot of attention to herself in the eyes of people in asher's orbit. "you make it all sound so easy." it was as though she'd been snapped back into reality at the mention of celebrating with him. josie forced herself to take a step back, finally tearing her eyes away from his. "there's always going to be people who want your attention, ash. i could be in your lap, holding the stanley cup and there'd still be someone throwing themselves at you."

" yes. " it surprised him how easily he could answer that question and the level of truth behind his words. if she asked, he did fear he wouldn't be able to deny her. " i knew it. " grinned in victory, and he should have used it as a chance to pull away from her, only he stayed exactly where he was, enjoying her touch a little too much. " maybe she was, but i can't say i really noticed if she was. she wasn't the one that had caught my attention. i'd have much rather celebrated with you if you'd come over. " he confessed.

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"i'm being honest with you!" another lie. fuck. "mostly. i'm mostly being honest with you." she admitted, teeth sinking into her bottom lip. "i'm going to tell you, but i don't want you to get mad. he's not worth it, coop." that was the truth — her ex situationship didn't deserve their energy. "he tried to kiss me. he moved so fast — it lasted for a nanosecond before i pushed him away. that's it, i swear."

brows furrowed more and more as she talked. " yeah alright jos, " he gave a frustrated shrug, arms thrown back down at his sides. " tell me whatever you want -- whatever makes you feel better, just know I'm not buying any of this. " though it didn't really seem to matter -- he was just annoyed she didn't trust him enough to give him the truth.

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everything happened so quickly, it was like josie wasn’t in control of her own body. as she leaned into asher’s touch, she felt like she was under a spell. fuck. "all i had to do was ask?” smile matched asher’s, full of giddiness. she holds his gaze for a moment before tossing her head back with a groan. “fiiiine! i was jealous.” so, so jealous. she reached up, brushing a strand of hair out of asher’s face. “just for the record, she was definitely flirting with you. but yeah, i was pissed. it’s whatever.” josie tried to shrug it off, but she knew it wasn’t convincing — the cat was out of the bag.

asher's brows raised in question as she spoke, fighting hard to fight the smile tugging at his lips at what he was assuming was conformation that he was indeed right about her being jealous. though he wasn't sure agreeing to her transparency. but he couldn't speak at her touch, he couldn't speak as she gaze down at her and a stupid smile played on features. " you only had to say you know? if you wanted me so much, you only had to ask. " hand came to her cheek, sliding toward the back of her neck.

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"the fact that you can tell so easily is probably a sign that it shouldn't be going in my body." josie grinned, but they both knew she'd be hitting it a few minutes later. josie's body reacts to his touch immediately, pressing against him with ease. "i love you." she beamed, going in for another kiss. she can't get enough. "i'm super proud of you and all, but also... you're going to be so fuckin' rich. you'll be able to get everything you want, baby. set for life if everything goes well."

he always feels better when she touches him. when she runs her fingers through his hair. she's always been able to calm him down. he presses into the touch and sighs softly. "you got that blue raspberry shit baby?" he licks his lips before laughing. "everything bad is fun too." he points out. warren has to kiss her. he presses their mouths together, gently this time, his hands find her hips as he pulls her close. "i love you."

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jace was handsome on stage — that much didn’t surprise her. josie always had a thing for musicians. there was something attractive about a person being confident enough to play in front of a crowd, no matter how big or small. now that he was close to her, she took in his shaggy hair and easy grin. "distracted by what?" she asked, distracted herself by his features. at the feeling of his hand on hers, josie immediately lost her train of thought. this was ridiculous. she didn’t do this — didn’t fumble over her words around cute guys, didn’t lose her train of thought over a simple touch. josie turned in her seat, pulling the bar stool next to her out with the toe of her shoe as she collected her thoughts. “it’s only a request because it’s the one song with my name in it. if you can find a better one with josie in it, be my guest.”  she watched as he ordered, quietly asking for another gin and coke. “you’re sneaky! i was trying to buy you a drink. you’re the one who did something cool tonight. all i did was misplace my friend and follow eyeliner on instagram. i don't deserve a free drink for that.” josie wasn’t usually one for giggling with strangers. she was one for glaring at men and ignoring them in public. something about jace felt … familiar. comfortable in a way that she only felt around her friends and family. “sorry, are you from around here? it just feels like we’ve met before.” more like a thousand times but josie didn’t want to scare him off.

a lopsided smile graces his lips when she begins to speak, his stomach fluttering already. he was never this way when he first met someone, never the type that felt butterflies or anything. it was a strange feeling for him, and it kind of threw him off his game a little bit. but, he was trying his hardest to recover, and to act cool about this. this was someone that he had a feeling that he didn’t want to slip through his fingers. “ honestly? not really — usually my attention stays on the band, and the music. but, tonight i guess i somehow got distracted. “ head tilts as he glances up at the bartender, watching as the nods in their direction, silently telling the pair that they would be right with them after they finished making drinks for the other party. dark hues drop back down to her, small smile still etched on his lips as he reaches forward to wrap his fingers around her hand, shaking it slowly. “ jace — and you were working on a pitch for me? i could always come back if you want to perfect it real quick. “ he teases, allowing his hand to break away from hers, falling back down to his side. “ interesting request but, i’m sure i can pull a few strings with blake, she’s kinda a sucker for covers. “ hand slides down in his pocket as his attention is directed back to the bartender, ordering himself a whiskey sour before looking back at her. “ please, get whatever you want. it’s on me. “