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[liamxadair]

starter is capped

starter for anyone (capping at 3)

location: downtown kismet harbor

Liam had been back in town roughly a week but between starting two new jobs and unpacking into his new two bedroom apartment, his social interactions had been limited. However, it seemed that the Founder's Festival was the perfect opportunity to run into people, but he wasn't going to have any expectations on the manner. First things first, was getting a bite to eat. He had always loved food trucks and while he experienced plenty in his years in Arizona and North Carolina, something about the food trucks at Founder's Festival felt like home to him. Liam walked through the crowd, wondering who he might run into.

[liamxadair]

"And even if you don't have it figured out, we can work on it," Liam flashed her a grin, taking the drink from the bartender. He thanked the bartender as she did, lifting it to his lips all the same. "That's always a good plan and by the looks of it," his cheeks flushed, "sorry, that was a bit much," but he'd be remiss not to notice her, "it seems like whatever you are doing already is working but there's nothing wrong with getting into more of a routine to maintain." @blairehamilton

" i think that i will, " blaire grinned and nodded. " i love the flexibility. i'll definitely try and figure out what i want by the time i come in, " the blonde told him before the bartender handed them their drinks. " thanks, " she said to them before taking a sip of her own drink. " i really just want to stay in shape, maybe build a bit of muscle, " she informed him so that he'd know what to expect. she was already thin, but it wouldn't hurt to be able to lift more.

[liamxadair]

starter for @maxdiaz

location: trivia night, cedar bar and grill

Since coming back to Kismet Harbor, Liam had been looking for ways to stay busy. Since running into Marley again right after he moved back, he had not been able to get her off his mind. So, he went and got a roommate. Started getting in touch with old friends and even leaving the apartment for trivia night. "Hey," Liam walked up to a table where someone had just sat down. "You have anyone on your team? Or need an extra person?"

[liamxadair]

starter for @marleyxmadden

location: downtown kismet harbor

When Liam was told that he was signing his lease the weekend before Founder's Festival, he didn't think anything of it. It had been years since he had been in Kismet Harbor. Many years. Leaving right after high school graduation had not been a decision he thought he'd ever make but the heartbreak had been too much and he had not been back since. He really didn't think there was anything left for him in Kismet Harbor until he spent the last year trying to get over the last woman he was in love with. So far he was zero for two on getting over women that he was in love with. Luckily, with the number of years that had passed, Liam did not seem to gather much hatred from most people and found himself greeting another as he walked into the area where all the food trucks were. "Hell yeah, man," he grinned, giving him a hug, "I'm back for good."

[liamxadair]

"It was never your fault," he reiterated, hoping that someone else had told her that before and it hadn't been just him after all these years of being gone. "I always missed you too, Mar," he gave her a small smile, "it wasn't easy but I really don't think either of us would have been better off seeing each other at university or anything like that and having to constantly relive the moment. I wish you could have left town, too," he told her, "to get away from all of it, but I hope you can one day forgive me." @marleyxmadden

Her wet eyes met his as he touched her arm and she just stared at him while more tears ran down her cheeks as he talked. She didn't realize how fresh it all was still for her. It had been over ten years and she had talked about it in therapy, but maybe being able to talk to Liam finally about it was what she really needed to do. "I-I know, but..." She took a shaky breath in. "I just keep blaming myself." Even her therapist had talked about how it wasn't on her. It was how she was raised and how their parents were. There was nothing her or Liam could've done. "I understand." She told him and she touched his arm now. "I just... I missed you and it was a lot to process on my own back then." @liamxadair

[liamxadair]

starter for @veritywagner

location: rustica steakhouse

Going out on a date was not something he really wanted to do, but ultimately he knew that his run ins with Marley had stirred up some old feelings and he wasn't sure that he wanted to go down that path. Not because he didn't want but because he knew that she wouldn't want to do this again with him. So, dating apps it was. Liam opted to take the blonde he matched with to the local steakhouse. He was waiting outside, arms loosely crossed over his chest until he spotted her. "Verity, right?"

[bridgetxjames]

closed starter for @liamxadair location: her place

Bridget couldn't believe she agreed to this. She was leaving for France in just a few days and should've maybe put this off for after she got back, but maybe it was best she went on this date beforehand. A friend had set her up with Liam Adair, which she knew from high school, and she figured why not go? What was the harm? Sure she didn't feel like herself right now since the breakup, but that didn't mean anything, right? He was supposed to be picking her up so she was finishing up her hair after doing her makeup and she heard the buzzer for her apartment go off. After rushing out, Bridget told him she'd be right down and left; meeting him outside. "Liam, hi. Long time, no see. I didn't realize you moved back."

[aliyebalik]

closed starter for @liamxadair at the founders festival

While running was probably Aliye's least favorite form of physical activity, she was always going to be the first to jump in and say yes when it came to a run for charity. Of course, there was no person she would rather have run twenty miles with than Liam, and she was beyond grateful for the fact that he was right at her side suffering still at mile fifteen. "I think there's like actually something wrong with people that do this on a regular basis," she huffed out, ready for the distraction of a conversation. She'd done hard, long runs like this before, it being a staple she had to train for when on The Challenge, but nothing about it ever got easier. "Twenty miles is insane. We're actually insane for doing this today."

[liamxadair]

Liam shook his head, holding up his hands, "Promise I'm not a serial killer or anything, just a guy that moved back home after eighteen years and well," his shoulders lifted into a shrug as he spoke, "honestly, I didn't realize how quiet the apartment would be after moving in here alone," he explained to the other, "feel free to back out, though, really, no hard feelings if this isn't the place for you." He went on, "I work quite a bit between being a personal trainer and bartending." @phoebecarver

"It's definitely a first." Phoebe said before listening to him and she shook her head. This was definitely unbelievable and she honestly wasn't sure if this guy was telling the truth or would fight with her later about the cost of rent. "What's the catch?" She asked curiously and crossed her arms. "There has to be a catch, right? You're secretly a serial killer and this is how you get your victims or something, right?" @liamxadair

[liamxadair]

"That's the perfect kind of stupid shit," he laughed as she questioned what candy bar he'd end up bringing to a deserted island. "I'm thinking something with layers, maybe a Twix bar," he told her while he drove, "you've got to have something with substance, though there's got to be a bigger candy bar out there if you're thinking about length of time you'd want to have the candy bar, you know what I mean?" @bridgetxjames

As he drove, Bridget smiled at him and nodded. "That sounds perfect." She told him honestly because it did. It sounded like just what she needed after everything. Good food, good company, stupid questions... it sounded perfect. She was happy with it. "So, what stupid shit are you thinking? Like what candy bar you'd want to bring with you on a deserted island?" @liamxadair

[liamxadair]

"Ah, lucky you're not actually a shitty friend or else I don't think we would be friends," he continued to grin at Aliye. She was someone that he had considered to be one of his closest friends for most of his life and even carried that friendship outside of Kismet Harbor. It had been one of the few. As she caught back up with him in their run, he found himself laughing again, "no kidding, they'd be pissed," Liam told her, though they both knew that. "They don't take practical jokes lightly." They had rarely been the joking type. "A party on your boat? Hell yeah," he was pumped about the idea, "let's get that on the books soon." @aliyebalik

"It's me, the shitty friend. And still you love me," she grinned, striking a pose as best as she could without completely falling behind in their run. Hustling a bit to catch back up and fall into pace with Liam, she looked over again, nodding her head a bit. Egging their house sounded like an absolutely perfect idea if you asked her. Childish, yes, but exactly the level of dumb payback that felt appropriate. "That's the spirit, yes dude. I'll buy us some really solid eggs, we can go pelt it at their house, show them what's up." Even if it didn't change things, she hoped that at the very least the small little instance of rebellion might make him feel better about a shitty situation. "Dude, I've missed you so fucking much. I'm glad you're here now and I don't have to chase you down in other cities. Real, though, we can throw the party on my boat. It'll be badass."

@liamxadair

[liamxadair]

"Yeah?" He raised his brows with a smile stretching against his lips, "I definitely could use another client," it was the bigger of his two incomes but if he couldn't get the build up of clients in Kismet Harbor like he had prior to moving home then he'd just work more at the brewery. "Feel free to stop on by and sign up, you can let the desk know you want me as a trainer," he told her, "they're pretty basic right now, depends what kind of trainer you're looking for, how often you want to me," he told her, "I'm willing to work with people to find what works for us both." @blairehamilton

" oh shit, really ? that's cool ! you know, i've been looking for a personal trainer actually, if you need another client. i've been looking into getting back to the gym instead of sitting around. " blaire chuckled as she looked at him. she had been thinking about it, and maybe this was a sign that she should get back to it. the blonde needed to get out more in ways that weren't just work and clubbing. she'd been trying to do more in town, but often found herself lacking motivation. " what are your prices ? "

[liamxadair]

"Some guys are just creeps," he hated to even admit it and agree with her on the statement, but it was true. Liam tried to be someone that looked out for others and in this case, it seemed to have been the right move. "Thank you," he smiled at her as she said that she would put it on her tab. Liam would have argued that it wasn't necessary, because it wasn't. However, he didn't because he had a feeling she wouldn't allow him to pay regardless of what he said. "Well," he chuckled, "I just moved back to town," he grinned at her, "am a personal trainer and a bartender." @blairehamilton

" a whiskey and coke it is, " blaire grinned, nodding before listening to his question. " yeah, i'm good now thanks to you. don't have to apologize, some guys are just creeps. " she was used to it, truly. which was a sad thought. when they got to the bar, the blonde caught the attention of the bartender and ordered his drink along with a vodka sour for herself. " on my tab, " she'd added before turning back to liam. " so, i'd love to get to know the person that rescued me, " a small laugh escaped at her own choice of words.

[liamxadair]

"I like the personal aspect of it, I've always been a social butterfly with genuine interest in people." He told the woman with a smile. "But it's fun to create new drinks, it sounds like the brewery does some seasonal cocktail making competitions between the bartenders." And Liam was looking forward to being involved this winter. "Originally, I am from here, born and raised but I left around the time I was eighteen." He told the woman, "I just moved back," he briefly explained before nodding his head, "Yeah, I think there is." It had been fairly new when he left town, "I'd love that, yeah," he loved being able to get out. Liam grabbed his phone from his pocket, "I'll get your number and we can get in touch when it works for you." @briarrosedahl

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She was a bit impressed how he does two jobs, one very nocturnal in general and the other can be more flexible. ❛ Which one do you like more, being personal or creating drinks? ❜ She wonders if he ever had a favorite one. Both works are great, like he said as long as a person loves what they do. ❛ Where were you from then? Originally? ❜ She refers to which state or city. ❛ I ate food here the other day, it was delicious. This guy named Sebastian made something for me once. Oh my! Do they have a throwing axe? This is something I would like to try. Would you like to join me in throwing axes? Some day? ❜ She would find a way to have fun, just needed to find a nanny to watch her son. @liamxadair

[liamxadair]

"Oh, wow, that's really cool," he couldn't say he had ever lived in the capital of a state before. Kismet Harbor was certainly not Oregon's capital. "Understandable, it's good to love your job. I can say the same about mine, both of them. I am a personal trainer and a bartender, both have their perks." And Liam's social personality thrived in both settings. "I wouldn't say lots of things, it's really not that big," he told her, "and it's been about eighteen years since I've been here, admittedly," he told the blonde, "but from what I remember we've got lots of good food around here, seems an axe throwing place opened up if you're into something like that." @briarrosedahl

Briar Rose was slightly amused on seeing Liam's reaction when she said where she came from. Her country does ring a funny name in English. ❛ Yes. Iceland, Reykjavik. My city is the capital. ❜ She added. ❛ I mean, from the place I was born, that's it. ❜ She explained in case it sounded confusing on how she expressed. ❛ No, I have my job which I love doing, so… My plan is to stay here temporarily. I am in need of a break from everything. ❜ Kismet seemed the right place for that. ❛ Yeah, you just described what I need, and I am lucky to find this place. ❜ The blonde flipped her hair with the back of her hand. ❛ What else is nice to do here in this city? ❜

[liamxadair]

"Thanks," Liam didn't need her to buy the drink but he understood why she was doing it. He would have done the same if the roles had been reversed in any way. "Whiskey and coke," he told the other, "a simple guy," he chuckled as he admitted it, staying close to her. He didn't want that other guy to get any ideas and try to get close to her again. "You doing okay, now?" He questioned as they got closer to the bar, "I'm sorry about that guy, really," not that Liam had any control over others but he hated that it gave guys a bad reputation overall. @blairehamilton

" great, well it's on me, " blaire grinned as she began to make her way over to the other end of the bar along with him, making sure to stay close. " what's your drink of choice, liam ? " she asked him, making sure to stick close so it actually looked believable. she hated the fact that she was having to go to measures like this, asking strangers if they could pretend to be with her. it was frustrating, but she was also thankful that this stranger was seemingly a good person. she could never be too sure though. she thought her father was a good person, but he'd cheated on her mother. it just showed blaire that even if you thought you knew a person, they had a way of surprising you. mostly in bad ways. she gazed back toward the other stranger momentarily, a silent prayer that he wasn't watching still.