#Rowan004

[izzyrojas]

@rothane​

Ogling her work from across the room, she couldn’t take it anymore. Izzy strolled up to Rowan with a giant smile, way too proud of herself for painting Rowan’s body paint so fucking well. It was a masterpiece. “You know, you look way too hot to be allowed in this stuffy ass establishment,” she tells Rowan. She’s allowed to say that because she’s the one that lives with one of the people that works here. “I’ve really outdone myself this year with this. What are we doing next year? Full body paint?”

[scthcarter]

@rowanthane​

Idiots. Fucking all of them. He’s literally fucking surrounded by people that went to school for like fifteen fucking years after high school only to drool into a puddle when he continued to ask for D-a-m-i-a-n C-a-r-t-e-r. It took forever before he found someone even competent enough to tell him that Dr. Carter was in surgery. A heavy sigh left Seth’s lips, loud enough so half of the emergency department can hear him. But that’s when the idea hits him. “Then page Rowan-- Rowan Thane. No one else goes near my daughter until Rowan Thane is down here. You got that?” he scolded the nurse, knowing that she had been the only one good enough to help but he also knew she wasn’t good enough to help with Harley. There were only two doctors he trusted with his daughter-- and one of them was his sorta-kinda ex-something. Three years was a long time to sleep together for there not to be at least a little inkling of feeling there. At least, for normal people.

Seth had gotten the call from the school saying that Harley had hurt her arm and that they were calling to let him know that she needed to go to the hospital. He met her and Harley’s cheerleading coach there before dismissing that idiot off to God knows where. Seth knew there was a certain risk with Harley being a Flyer for her team but wasn’t the coach supposed to be teaching the idiot bases and spotters to catch her before shit like this happened? Seth shuddered at the thought that he knew that fucking much about cheerleading-- fucking weird. Either way, he only wanted the best for Harley, not these fucking interns who took forty-five minutes just to get her into x-ray. Seth was fucking over being nice, even with the begging of his daughter. No way. 

As soon as he spots Rowan outside the door, he can almost breathe again. Seth smirked, “Least you got one nurse with enough brain to know who the fuck you are, huh?” 

[kitaylcr]

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WHERE: Andy & Rowan’s house WITH: @rothane​

Jesus fucking Christ. Their front yard was like a minefield of forgotten kids toys and the occasional odd shoe. Kit tripped and stumbled, making a racket as he mumbled curse words under his breath. He doubted Andy would appreciate a house visit, but in truth - Kit didn’t give a shit. He had too much to think about and needed to unload at least some of it onto someone else. He hadn’t a clue what time it was but there were still lights on downstairs which lead him to believe it was still an appropriate time of night to be knocking on someone’s door.

“Ro, Andy... Ro, hey.” Kit’s knuckles tapped on the door, his forehead resting on the doorframe. “Rooooo.” he elongated his cousin’s name, the half empty bottle of whiskey rattling against the door as he lifted his hand up to steady himself. “Your fuckin’... Uh chickens are freakin’ me out, I think they can smell fear. C’mon.” Kit knocked again, wondering if at this point they were just ignoring his ass and hoped he’d wander off to pester someone else.