#ayaz ates

[amescastaignede]

Amélie📱Ayaz

Amélie: Are you avaliable for a chat? Amélie: I've got some things I want to ask you.

[keremdogulu]

FOR: @ayaz--ates WHERE: Italian Food Festival. Ext. Camden Canal.

Avoiding Nevra had been one thing, but dodging Ayaz proved far more challenging. London may've been small, but on days like this, it felt even smaller. Three times he'd spotted him, each time turning on his heel and stalking off in the opposite direction. This time, however, there was no escape. The crowd parted, leaving them staring directly at each other. The unusually beautiful weather in London had been a blessing, but seeing Ayaz's face was like bringing the rain.

Work was work, but Berat...he couldn't keep thinking about it for fear of what he might do once he hit a certain point, falling over the threshold he currently held onto. Kerem huffed a silent sigh, stuffing his hands into his pocket as he finally bit the bullet and closed the distance.

"Ayaz."

[ayda--demir]

Not Guaranteed Tomorrow Oct 6, 2023 @ayaz--ates

There was a numbness that had taken over Ayda, one that she knew wouldn't last long, shock ridden with the news of Mr. Aksoy refusing treatment. The fact that in a matter of time she would lose another that meant so much to her, it gnawed at her.

She had opened the top of the shoe box that was given to her, not sure if she was ready to see what of her past laid within, but it was envelope with Ayaz' name that caught her attention. Slender fingers plucked it out, placing the top back on. She turned it over in her hands a few times, letting out a sigh.

Needing the fresh air, she grabbed the metro to head over to his flat with the envelope stuffed in her coat pocket. Her mind raced to what might be inside. What did Mrs. Aksoy have to say to him? Curiosity was eating at her, but she would never invade someone's privacy like that. It was between them.

She could have text or called Ayaz about it, arrange to meet up, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to face people yet. He would definitely ask questions and she wasn't sure about what answers she could give; not ready to acknowledge that they were gone.

The businesswoman managed to get into the building as someone was leaving, making her way up to his floor. Standing outside of his door, she pulls the out the envelope and slides it under his door, turning to walk down the hall and disappearing down the stairs before he would have a chance to catch her if he was home.

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Inside the envelope is the necklace that he gave Mrs. Aksoy to give back to Ayda and a picture of teenage Ayaz standing with Mrs. Aksoy.

Dearest Ayaz, We tend to carry around a burden which does not belong to us. You were exposed to too much at such a young age that you need to be reminded that you do not have to pay for your family's mistakes. Your path is what you make of it. Always remember that. Gökçe Aksoy

[emine--yalaz]

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NAME: Traitor

RINGTONE: Standard

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LAST TEXT SENT:  N/A

[amescastaignede]

Amélie: I'm so glad to hear! At least I haven't got to worry anymore. Ah, you know me, I'm fine. Just plodding along really. Amélie: Yes, that'd be amazing. Just let me know whens is best for you. Amélie: Unless I'm working, I tend to have an open-ish schedule. My diary is pretty quiet this upcoming month. Amélie: Wow, that makes me sound so grown up. A fucking schedule and a diary!!

Ayaz: Yeah, I'm all good. Are you? Ayaz: Sorry for the radio silence. Work has been pretty hectic. Enough that I'll probably have to rain check any coffees right now. Ayaz: Soon, though, all right?

[jordana-velasquez]

text | @ayaz--ates @franciscovidal

Jordana: I just saw the news. Jordana: Let me know if I need to go check on anyone.

[amaroadriana]

Text | Ayaz & Adri

Adriana: I didn't want to go look for you, so I'm going to disturb you like this. Adriana: As you're going with the youngest Rutherford, you should know that she's pregnant. Adriana: Engaged and pregnant with a man she met barely six months ago. Adriana: Old man, too. Adriana: She texted the whole fam, even dad, in one gc to inform us about the egagement. Adriana: And I just caught her puking her guts out and she fessed up she is preggo. Adriana: She said only Connie and her grandpa politician knows, which i think thats lies. Adriana: Anyway, I've cut things off with her just now because I've had enough. Adriana: All her life all she did was complain how excluded she was, and yet all she's ever done - was use her socialite status and complain - doing /nothing/ for our family. Adriana: I'm absolutely done so I thought you should know. Adriana: love u x

[leylayilmazx]

Text || Ayaz

[12 missed calls] Leyla: What are the TWI saying? What do they mean?

[franciscovidal]

Text || Ayaz & Henry

Vidal: Can we have a gathering and try and do some kind of process of elimination? Vidal: Because this very much feels like participating in your own murder. Vidal: x

[msmelissalin]

texting - ayaz.

Melissa: I need you to teach me about self-defence. Melissa: When are you free?

[lararutherford]

@ayaz--ates [text]

Lara: Don't do anything stupid. Lara: Definitely don't put yourself in harm's way for anybody who doesn't deserve it. Lara: I'll demote you to whatever position fields complaints from the Turks. And make you wear Gucci.

[amescastaignede]

FOR: @ayaz--ates WHEN: 23rd of February, 2024. WHERE: Barbican Centre - Pre-auction.

"Ayaz," Amélie said, catching sight of him from her peripheral as nerves erupted in her stomach when she realized she'd stopped her conversation in the middle. She'd wanted out for some time. She didn't like...this. Socialising. Pretending to want to talk when a book called her name. Still, offering a small apologetic smile, she dipped the first chance she got.

"You come expecting to spend thousands, or were you dragged along for work?" She whispered as if they were conspirators.

[keremdogulu]

Kerem 📱Ayaz

Kerem: Are you available to talk in person anytime soon about some things in Haringey? Kerem: lmk.

[ayda--demir]

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NAME: Ayaz

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LAST TEXT SENT:  txt: *sends a picture of the funeral service for Mr and Mrs Aksoy*

[henrygarcia]

@ayaz--ates

"It's probably cold by now, but I didn't know what you could eat here so." Henry slid a box of takeout he had gotten before they made their way to Guildford.

"Just wanted to thank you again for getting Lara to Diana's the other day," he said in earnest. Though Henry had been honestly frustrated his own attempts to contact his girlfriend went unanswered yet she reached out to Ayaz so easily, he knew that the man was one of the few people Lara trusted, trusted her life with. Henry could find some comfort that he could rely upon Ayaz to look out for her. That he could rely upon Ayaz because there were few of them who understood that responsibility.

"My troubles should not have been your troubles. I know you got a lot on your plate recently." Henry had heard about what happened in Haringey, what Ayaz had discovered. Keeping on top of things had made Ayaz busy and more recluse. "If you need anything, know I owe you one."

[emine--yalaz]

Where: Camden Street

Who: @ayaz--ates

Emine was chatting with a couple of the French soldiers when she caught sight of a certain person. "Excuse me," she ditches them, coming up to the man's side.

"Fancy seeing you here." She smiles sweetly up at him knowing that she was semi-safe in public.