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time: afternoonish location: somewhere on the boardwalk
"I got a spare ticket to New Found Glory next week. You down to, uh, relive some childhood nostalgia?"
#asburyopen#assume connections or he could be talking to a stranger at random!!#taking it back old school with the one liner
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Who: Open Where: Outside anywhere What: During the Zombie Walk
cj's zombie lewk "Hey! Ten. That's a motherfucking ten out of ten get up. It's an eleven! Danced for your life. All the judges turned their chair. You're goin' to LA...don't let anyone tell you otherwise, aight. Alright. Alright, alright, alright."
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Who: Open. Where: On the boardwalk.
Hollis was crouched on the sidewalk under a streetlight, picking at a half-eaten portion of french fries he'd found, still wrapped in a greasy paper bag. He glanced up suddenly, practically feeling someone's eyes boring into the back of his head. His chewing slowed and he raised an eyebrow, his mouth still full. "What?" He called out, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "It's better than lettin' it go to waste, right?" He scanned over the stranger with a nervous, borderline skeptical look. "What is it? You want some? It's not so bad if you ignore the ones that hit the dirt." He chuckled, half-joking, but left the offer hanging, wondering how they'd react. Not that he truly wanted to share.
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who: open where: Asbury lanes, late evening
Felipe didn't hesitate to jump behind the bar if need be and tonight, with two call outs, there was a big need. Not that he minded, emergencies happen. Plus, he enjoyed talking it up with tourists and regulars alike. The busiest time of the night was over, which he did need help with but he promised Diana, who usually worked in the diner area, lunch would be on him next time.
Eventually, a lull in traffic offered a short break. Resting an elbow on the wooden surface, he leaned on the counter and spoke to the nearest patron sitting at the bar, “Can you believe someone criticized the fact that we haven’t decorated for Halloween around here yet?” He pointed a thumb toward the shelf displaying the alcohol selection behind him. Nestled between a Jim beam and Tito’s Vodka was a lone miniature pumpkin. “I mean, that’s gotta be enough, right?”
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who: open to everyone
where: in front of the asbury hotel
Alex stood outside The Asbury Hotel, squinting at the revolving doors like they were his arch-nemesis. How many times had he been here this week? Four? Five? He'd lost track. At this point, the front desk staff probably thought he was lurking around the place for a heist—or worse, a Yelp reviewer.
He tugged at his perfectly ironed, oatmeal-colored button-down and checked his Tissot watch, even though he wasn’t meeting anyone. Okay, Alex, he thought. You just need to get inside, blend in, and no one will question why a random guy is inspecting the cornices again.
To be fair, this wasn't his fault! He was sent here to find out how the fuck The Asbury Hotel had managed to capture that effortlessly cool boutique hotel vibe, and it wasn’t like you could just Google “how to make a hotel look cool without spending the next Avatar movie budget.”
Spotting someone in front of the hotel, Alex saw his opportunity. He walked toward the person, flashing the most non-threatening smile anyone could muster. "Hey, are you heading inside?" he asked, voice an octave too high with fake casualness. "I, uh, forgot something in the lobby the other day." Which wasn’t necessarily a lie — he'd actually forgotten to inspect the ceiling beams up close.
#asburyopen#i swear i don't write this long normally#just setting the vibe and all that#feel free not to match the length#honestly you can even give me a one liner and I would love it!!
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who: open to everyone
when: any time, but preferably evening
where: sandoval dollar
Lavender scrunched her nose as she listened to the latest track that played over the speakers. Without checking who she was speaking with, she spun around and mentioned, "God the music here really sucks sometimes."
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Where: Sunset Diner, around 2am
Who: Open to everyone
An emergency call had pulled her out of the comforts of home at 10pm and into the vet clinic. It hadn't ended well, and every year that Hadley did this job, it never weighed less on her heart when she had to tell an owner that their pet was gone. Her mind was left too busy to even consider going back home and trying to sleep, and so she'd wound up at the diner two cups of black coffee deep into trying to shake off the evening. At this hour it was just her and one other patron up at the counter. "You know what's weird? I like my daytime coffee sweet as fuck, all the sugar and the flavoring, pale as hell. But there's something about coffee after midnight that just calls for strong and dark."
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for: anyone location: wonder bar, evening hours
At least once a week Daphne tried to make it to Wonder Bar with Chewy. It's one of her favorite things to do with Chewy, and Chewy was happy to get the chance to play with other friendly pups too. Even the people she met who came without dogs were pretty cool, so it was no wonder that the spot had quickly became one of her favorite places around town. She was a couple of drinks in as the thoughts of another tattoo come swirling into her head again. Chewy was very preoccupied playing with his plushie chew toy, happy to be out of the apartment for a bit. Without a second thought, Daphne turns to the nearest person to her. "Hey, could I ask your opinion on something? I'll buy you a drink for your troubles." She pauses for a second, before asking, "do you think I should do another horror movie tattoo? I can't decide if I should add another one to the ever growing collection," she nods to her arm, " or if I should switch it up and get something else."
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with: open to all location: an estate sale on pine street when: early afternoon on a sunday
Nancy feared that she'd missed out on all the good stuff, the creaky Victorian home already picked clean of vintage fashion and worthwhile jewelry. Dammit, she knew she should've sucked it up and not slept in for once in her life. Still, she wandered around, poking at random clutter with dull fascination (who wanted a dead woman's retro vacuum?), before finally spotting the one thing that could make this entire venture worthwhile: a bed. Well, she didn't really care about the tacky headboard plastered in velvet, but the mattress. Nancy circled around the bed, pressing down on the plastic-covered surface to test the springs. If she could replace the futon at her place... Her head cocked in the direction of someone entering the master bedroom, still eyeing the mattress while asking, "D'you think she croaked in her sleep?"
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for: open (3/5) location: horizon bar and grill, pumpkin carving contest
The leaves had turned a golden yellow mixed with a shade of orange, the breeze held a soft touch of coolness to it, all of it marked the ending of summer and the start of fall. His favorite season of all, because everything just felt so much better during this time of year. Admittedly, Ricardo had begun his horror movie watching back in July and by this point had watched enough horror films to last him another year. He did it on purpose so as to enjoy more fall activities, otherwise he'd hole himself away and marathon his favorite horror classics. When he heard that there was going to be a pumpkin carving contest over at the Horizon Bar and Grill there was no way he could pass that up. He paid his $5 and waited his turn to go up with the rest of the pumpkin carvers. As he waited a part of wondered why he hadn't called someone to come and join him. So, he turns to a nearby person, "Would you be interested in joining the contest with me? We could split the prize afterwards."
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with: open to all location: showroom cinema when: anytime, any day!
Henley had walked up the aisle before turning right around and walking back down. He lingered beside the screen still playing silent ads, an awkward hunch bowing his shoulders as he checked both his phone and the physical ticket. No, yes, he was right. He headed up the aisle again, slower, nodding with each numbered row he passed. His steps faltered, hesitating before he did a little shuffle-walk down a few seats, pausing beside the only other person in the cinema. He cleared his throat, "Um, sorry." A weak smile. "But I think you might be in my seat..." How much did it really matter when every other seat was empty?
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who: anyone
where: wonder bar
"Hey, this is going to sound really weird, but could you pretend to be having a conversation with me? And I know I'm essentially starting a strange conversation by opening with that. I'm just trying to avoid someone."
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Who: Anyone Where: Asbury Hotel (Rooftop Cinema) Cap: CAPPED
"Thought they were playing Mean Girls tonight—" CJ sighed out the menthol that surely wasn't allowed within whatever foot radius, the balcony's edge distance enough. Obligated to explain himself to the nearest ear why he'd stick around being the lone single guy smoking up a storm watching The Parent Trap with all the families and their little ones running amuck, "Love me some Lilo." he said through a light laugh. "Not ten year old Lilo though—you know, just uh, gotta get that out there."
#asburyopen#dramatic gif is dramatic#feel free to assume connections be strangers#@ me for some plotting if you'd like!
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for: open location: black lotus tattoo
Turiya popped up from the backroom, lunch in hand, eyeing the newcomer through her smeared mascara. "Diego is busy." And then, like an afterthought, "and Alexa just left." She paused. "You not looking for the 3PM, are you? Cause they ran off."
#asburyopen#so this is my dumb hoe#she's a tattoo artist and a scorpio and from boston#does small text glitch for anyone else
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" — I'm sorry. I don't mean to bother you but I think your phone's going off? Bit of a migraine right now so I feel like I have superhuman hearing, or something. Feels like there's not enough caffeine in the world to counteract bad roommates."
#asburyopen#i am going to take violet's lead here and say we can lengthen this as the thread goes#also feel free to assume connections!#this can be anywhere. the record store or in line somewhere standing around etc im not picky
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for: open location: asbury lanes, halloween bowling night
Daphne lived for the Halloween season. In fact, in October, she felt the most alive around this time. Normally she would try to binge watch as many horror movies as she could squeeze into the month and attend any haunt houses that pop up. This year, she was determined to hit up as many of the events around Asbury Park as she could manage to get to. Tonight happened to be Halloween Bowling Night at Asbury Lanes. "Now, fair warning, the real horror of tonight is going to be watching me bowl. I'm not the best at bowling," she warned, giving a guilty grin. While she didn't come dressed up in a costume tonight, she was wearing her glow in the dark hoodie. "Do you want to go up first? Spare me a couple more minutes before embarrassment."
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