ashcroft starters.

“ you know, i always thought people were kidding, when they would say how dirt stains ruin clothes.“  katie is shaking her head, she hadn’t believed it until she couldn’t get the stain out of her favorite jean jacket. “ it totally sucks, how true of a statement that is. “

“  no, no, go ahead. i’m sorry. “  vera gave that of a sympathetic smile, she had been looking through her purse for the zip-lock bag of ginger cookies. ( something that had been getting her through each day )  rather than paying attention. “  i missed breakfast, and well i’m surely regretting it. right about now. “  not exactly but what could she do ? 

“ alright my brain is fried. “ at that florencia is shoving papers and books into her bag. with what is probably frustration and just being tired. “  i have to do something that isn’t homework, what do you say ? we go do something fun or just go do something ? “

at what vanessa believes is footsteps, one can hear the sound of keys more rapidly. as she likely tabs out of whatever she was doing. a clear indicator she didn’t want anyone, but her own eyes seeing it. then as she does that she closes the laptop. “ oh hello, how’s it going ? “

“Oh, darlin’-“ Braylan’s tone is laced with sarcasm. His back is pressed against the sofa, blue eyes trained on the person in front of him. To his right, soda cans, an empty popcorn bowl, and a couple of bags of veggie chips are scattered and to his left, he could feel the anticipation building. Giving his cards a few passing glances, he tries (but fails) to keep on his best poker face. They weren’t playing poker, oh no, they were playing cards against humanity, and he was determined to win, even if it meant having the other hate him for a couple of days. “You have no idea what I’m capable of.” The scientist’s grin is cheeky and there is a sly look about him as he places a card face down on the table in wait.

@𝓪𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓸𝓷𝓪 :  in  conclusion  i  hate  men  (  yes  they  arent  shit  )  and    i  need  you  to  come  over  and  nurse  me  back  to  health  (  preferably  with  cuddles  and  chinese  food  :(   you  know   how  much  hungover  arizona  needs  her  chinese  food .  )

“fuckin’ waste of time.” he muttered under his breath, hanging up his phone in a huff. for such an intelligent man, her really could reach the peak of his frustration all too easily. he simply didn’t have the patience for people intent on wasting his time and giving him information that wasn’t productive. the construction of his newest hotel in singapore was going well, but his plans to go and visit the site were getting held up by meetings and shake downs. he’s too damn busy, and he doesn’t trust his managers to get everything done for themselves. it’s why he’s found himself in the bakery, seeking some sweets. ”got any recommendations?” he muttered to the person beside him, unsure what exactly he wanted.

―――――――    𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑦  𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔  𝑤𝑎𝑠  𝑎  𝑐𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑒  ,  one  that  the  dark  haired  beauty  had  come  to  welcome  .  before  moving  out  ,  before  college  ,  the  task  was  always  done  by  her  mother  ,  sometimes  lorelai  would  tag  along  ,  but  she’d  found  herself  bored  with  it  ,  far  too  quickly  .  in  college  ,  she’d  welcome  it  as  it  meant  she  had  enough  money  to  eat  more  than  ramen  &  having  never  been  much  of  a  fast  food  lover  ,  well  ,  she  welcomed  it  happily  .  upon  moving  to  ashcroft  ,  she  found  it  was  something  she  could  do  to  unwind  ,  due  business  calls  for  new  products  all  day  ,  she  found  that  after  her  daily  yoga  class  ,  grocery  shopping  was  calming  .  she  didn’t  have  to  look  perfect  ,  she  often  looked  red  cheeked  &  sweaty  as  she  wandered  up  &  down  the  isles  with  no  rush  ,  no  care  ,  just  simply  gathering  things  she  wanted  ,  needed  or  felt  inspired  to  make  .  but  tonight’s  decision  fell  on  the  choice  of  blueberry  or  raspberry  ,  stood  in  front  of  the  frozen  fridges  ,  she  eyed  the  confectionery  pies  before  leaning  slightly  to  the  side  ,  towards  another  shopper  .     ❛                  are  you  struggling  as  much  as  i  seem  to  be  ?  ❜     she  questions  jovially  ,  teeth  biting  at  her  lip  for  a  second  .     ❛  help  a  girl  out  ?  blueberry  or  raspberry  ?  ❜

sitting on the wall that separated the boardwalk and the beach, sam starred out at the ocean somewhat wistfully. it wasn’t as though ashcroft was a particularly cold city, but it’s winter’s were still damn cold. there are a couple of brave ( or idiotic ) souls out with their surfboards, wet suits adorned as they conquered waves. it had her missing times of warm weather and smiling faces, people in bikinis and ice-cream served along the boardwalk rather than hot chocolate. much as she loved winter, she couldn’t wait for it to start getting warm again. taking a sip of her hot chocolate, she glanced up as she heard footsteps approaching and offered a smile. “kind of depressing to see the beach when it’s overcast like this, huh?”