#ormontstart

[micahblanchard]

Micah was nearing the end of his shift at Celino’s, and to say he was excited about it would be an understatement. He had a bit of extra spring in his step as he slid towards the person at the end of the bar. “Alright, my friend, you’re probably going to be my last order before I’m out of here, so what can I get you? Bonus points for creativity - I’m just about sick of making mimosas.”

[ionecora]

“Okay, see, I know that I’m supposed to be taking requests and all, but I honestly can’t do that for you without losing all of my credibility. Anything I can do for you that’s not... stupid?”

[alexbautistax-blog]

Looking up from the newspaper she was reading, Alex frowned, not entirely sure she was okay with what she had just read. “I swear, this world gets weirder with every passing day...” 

[lyalludwig-blog]

Lyall paced the aisle of Bevis’ Grocery, restocking candy. It was monotonous, but it was a job. He paused, shaking his head at the selection. Sour Patch Kids, Hot Tamales, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups? He still wasn’t used to the American sweets, and it drove him crazy not knowing what they all were. “Where are the sour patch parents?” he said aloud, as he continued stocking the candy.

[angeporter]

“Okay, so, I need to preface this by saying that I’ve been up to my eyeballs in HGTV, but why do you think there are so many married couples that have shows on the network? Like, if I wanted to ever do my own home improvement show, would I have to get married? Is that a requirement?” She glanced over at the other. “I’m not crazy, right?”

[beau-britton]

         “Hey—no, no, sit. Sit! To Tinder dates that bite, to one star Uber ratings and having to walk five miles in the middle of coyote country in nothin’ but my skivvies and to Joe, Jo-Jo... Leave get out, right now—could’a sang that, sent me on my boot lickin’ way but here we are. So, have at a contribution, to me, or Joe, but know any contribution to me goes directly to Jo-Jo’s pockets. This Jo-Jo, not that now my age busty brunette singin’ about record label shame...she deserves it too though...So a two for one, what’ll it be? Anything goes!”

[lolabrink-blog]

“I appreciate the offer, but I really just wanna go home. I’ve been at two jobs today, I’m just about fallin’ over. A party don’t sound too appealin’ right now.”

[beck-hendrix-blog]

Beck pushed through the crowd and into the night, tugging out a cigarette from his jacket pocket with the shake of his head. He knew the crowd was mostly college kids, but this was too much. Not only was it a little too wild for him this late, but his patience had just about run as thin as it could go with bad dancing, drunk selfies, and too much noise in his already-fuzzy ears from years of middleweight boxing. Regardless, he knew not to take it with him on his break, and he shook off the anxiety big crowds usually brought him into the chilly night sky. He held the cigarette between his lips, searching his pockets for a lighter, but coming up empty. “Hey, you gotta light?” he asked the person next to him, wondering if the last lighter had been left in his dirty pants, now in the wash. Awesome. “Mine ran away. It can’t stand all the white girl screaming.” 

[kingofdiamxnds-blog]

“ Bureaucratic arseholes~ why must everything be such a tedious, boring, piece of shit - waste of time with you guys. If you took your mindless heads out of my arsehole for one second, you’d probably see that money can be made instantly, but it can be lost even faster than that and I don’t have time for that. AT ALL! The three of you are fired - I’ll have your replacements in by the morning.” Donnie proceeded to slam his laptop screen down and hold his head in his hands, exhaling for a second before taking a sip of his coffee. It didn’t really bother him that half of the restaurant was looking at him now, he wasn’t one for embarrassment to say the least.

[keaganjpeters-blog]

Keagan was walking down the street, finally done her morning shift at The Bean when she noticed someone from the corner of her eye, looking at her. She was almost certain it was the same person she saw at the shop earlier, but didn’t know for sure. Maybe like 98 percent sure, but anyways she stops and looks to them. “My latte art too much for you? Need an autograph?” She joked. 

[micahblanchard]

“... I totally meant to do that,” Micah said with an awkward laugh as he finally managed to get through the door properly. He felt like the person in front of him was owed some sort of explanation, so he began rambling, “There’s some guy out there walking around with a cat on his shoulder, and... yeah, I got distracted. Okay, whatever. Let’s start over - hello!”

[ionecora]

Ione absent-mindedly swiped through a sea of faces, shaking her head before she spoke to the nearest person: “Seriously, people say the weirdest things to women... it’s like they don’t even realize how tiny this town is. I’m starting to think that Tinder is not even really worth it anymore. I mean look.” She handed her phone to the other person, scrunching up her nose, “If that’s not proof that chivalry is dead, I don’t know what is.”

[alexbautistax-blog]

Between meetings, filming, editing and Ella’s daily tantrums, Alexandria felt like she hadn’t had any time to herself over the last few days. So, naturally, when her mother had mentioned being free for the evening, Alex had signed her up for babysitting duties. Dropping Ella off at her sister’s, she headed straight for Tavern 24, slipping into a bar stool and waving at the familiar bar tender. “Is it entirely cliche if I say I need wine? Or should I at least pretend to be fancy and go for cocktails?” she asked the person to her right, eyes already running over the drinks menu.

[oakxadams]

Running. Oakleigh was running down the street. Ten minutes late and she knew this was the final straw. She was going to get fired. There was no going around it. She jerked open the door, rushing in, “I’m so sorry I’m la-” she stopped. Nervously laughing she backed up slightly, “And this isn’t even my job.” The girl shook her head, her cheeks already a bright red, “I am so, so sorry you guys. Carry on with- with whatever you guys were doing.”

[aidencoughlan-blog]

Aiden worked hard to keep himself in shape, everyday he would go for a jog and every other day, he would spend an hour, sometimes two at the gym. It would usually consist of cardio, as well as strength training, pushing himself to lift more and get through more reps. Working on pull-ups, he went through thirty pull-ups per rep and finished on his fifth rep when he heard someone behind him. Dropping down, he turned to see the other, a smirk playing on his lips,” Do you need to use it? I just finished my set, so it’s all yours.”

[thomaskringle]

"This seat’s taken,” Thomas said of the chair opposite him that at first glance appeared free, but upon closer inspection was taken up by his feet being placed on it. “Unless you care to be my foot stool instead.”