melodrama.

At least it was Calum who decided to interrupt the live trumpets paired with the angelic and beautiful voice of Queen Bey. “H–hey Calum!” Cue the fixing of her hair and clearing of her throat as she smiled up at her rather large friend. “Okay so let me get this right… ya stopped me to tell me ‘bout the custard sale and didn’t offer to get me some custard?” Teasing of course, she shook her head and taking the flyer from his hand, finally letting her loud string of giggles release from her small figure. “Okay okay, I’ll go get some nice!”

Practically every face in Frostford was familiar, but Calum was especially have run into someone in his age range. At her comment, he blushed a bit. “I, uh, I’ll buy you some! Promise. But with prices this good I mean, you can get an extra.” He smiled. Nodding his head, he pointed his finger towards her phone. “So, what were you listenin’ to? Must’ve been pretty good before I interrupted.”

With summer kicking off came the flooding of customers to Custard’s are days got exponentially hotter and people searched for ways to keep themselves as cool as possible. For as long as she’d worked there, this often meant more hours of work and more money in her pocket - neither of which was a problem except that some days wore her out more than others. Especially when people came with children. Something she was currently tending to, cautiously handing the waffle cone to a little boy followed by a bowl to his mom in case she needed it. 

Waving a goodbye with her signature cheery smile, Mariangel propped her elbows on the counter as the place was soon empty once more, eyes flickering to her phone set beside her to check the time. Ten minutes. Ten dragging minutes and she’d be done for the day. Looking up as she heard a shuffle, the girls cheery smile shifted to something more innocent yet playful as she placed her palms against her cheeks, brown eyes focused on Calum. All this happening subconsciously without her even putting in effort let alone noticing. “Hi, Calum,” she greeted sweetly, “Are ya lookin’ for your momma? I think she’s in the back somewhere on the phone if ya want me t’go tell her you’re here.” ( @calumhunter​ )

Calum didn’t have many favorite spots in the world. Maybe his bed, where his PS4 was close by, maybe it was the lake where he used to go fishing with his Daddy, but if he had to choose, it was probably the Custard shop. He couldn’t remember how many times he had been in the shop, he practically lived there as the kid. He had become sick off almost every flavor, but it was a place where he felt safe and loved. Like a second home. Plus, he always tried to help his mother when he could, it was needed when he was a kid. 

“Hey, Mari.” He smiled at the girl. Everyone who worked for his mother was a friend of his, at least Calum viewed it as such. He leaned his body up against the counter, tapping it as his eyes gazed over the selection he was much too familiar with. “Nah, it’s fine, I was just gonna grab a bite, actually.” It was funny, even after years and years of it, he still craved it. “My sweet tooth has been in action today. What about you? Business per usual, I’m guessin’.”

joey laughs and shakes her head, “i ain’t doin’ it. i just did it like a week ago and my mouth still ain’t forgave me yet.” she chuckles and her gaze lingers over the tall brunet. “i was just thinkin’ ‘bout a beer or somethin’ after y’er shit, y’know?” she offers with a shrug. “what, y’ ain’t gonna wear the tie at bootleggers? – ain’t i a fancy enough date for that? ” she teases playfully.

“i know, it’s terrible. i think it’s rigged, really. no way it can be real.” he stated, shaking his head. “a beer, just what i need. you know, i think you can read my mind, jb.” he smiled, before laughing at her comment. “nah, i don’t think so. if you’re tryin’ to set me up though, i won’t complain.”

“Kay, you’re right, might not be on vinyl. But Megan… a stunning woman. If I were into women… damn.” He grinned. “This band called Peach Pit? They’re from Canada and they dropped a rad record a few months ago. I can’t stop listening.”

”Yeah, I know, bro. She’s so hot. Like, super hot.” He nodded, a smirk on his lips. At the mention of the band, Calum smiled. “I’ve not been livin’ under a rock, man. I love them. They’re like all cool and indie, right?”

“Oh my frickin’ God Calum, are you kidding me?” Clearly offended in the name of the Californian girl that had clearly possessed her ever since she to school there. “Listen, if you’re like .. gonna be my brother you totally have to like love avocado toast. It’s like literally so healthy for you and I totally want my brother to live as long as me!” Normally this was where she would poke his cheek but she wasn’t wearing heels and wouldn’t be able to reach that high right now. However, she made a mental note of it for when they were both sitting down to get he violent poking in. Being an annoying little big sister she was, she needed to keep up her title. “Okay so like avocados, whole grain bread, some um… lemon.. ok ya.. can you like make a list please?”

Calum never thought he or really anyone in his family had a thick Southern accent, but once Amelia had returned from college, he could hear the difference as if it was plain as day. Her valley girl like tone rang through the house and Calum couldn’t help but chuckle, he was still adjusting to the change. “I’m your baby brother by like...three minutes. Also, avocados are gross, but I’ll try it, I guess.” He nodded, grabbing his keys, before pulling out his phone so he could start the grocery list. “Grain bread? Lemon? Can we get some fun things? I’m writing down pancake mix and chocolate chips, whip cream,” He continued before looking back at his sister. “We definitely should get some chocolate milk too.”

Status: Open Location: Rory’s Living Room

@frostfordstart

“See, I just wanna know what your favorite album of the year so far is? There are so many good ones already! 2020 ain’t backin’ down, yet.”

“Bro, I don’t think you’ll find Megan Thee Stallion’s album on vinyl, but if you find it, I need you to play it. What’s yours?”

joey: i don't think you can take the heat ;) hahaha

joey: awesome! i can swing by the fox around seven and we can head over together?

calum: sounds like a plan, my man

joey: haha so funny

joey: wanna hit bootleggers?

calum: u gonna make me eat the wings??

@frostfordstart​

“Care for a cookie? I made three batches this weekend. Had nothing else to do, ‘cause all the men in this town seem to have given up on the concept of courtship altogether!”

“Courtship? I mean, I guess it’s not a common thing. I’ll be honest, I have no idea how to woo a girl. I will take a cookie, though.”

joey: hey stranger!

joey: what time are you finished work?

calum: new number, who dis?

@frostfordstart​

“Now, it is 8:30 in the damn mornin’, pardon my language, but what could you possibly want from me at this hour?”

“Sorry to bother you, sis, but I made breakfast.” He laughed. “Good to see you’re such a perky morning person.”

Status: Open Location: Main St.

@frostfordstart​

Asia had just finished taking care of some deposits she needed to make at the bank when she decided to take what she thought would be a peaceful stroll down Main S., maybe even stop inside one of the shops to say hi to a friend. Fate would have other plans as during her walk, someone tried to get her attention and she had to take out an Airpod out to properly hear them. “Yes?” She asked, trying not to come off as annoyed as she was that someone disrputed her Beyonce playlist. 

While Calum didn’t work at Custard’s Last Stand, he was there quite often and was sometimes used to help promote the place. Currently, his mother was having a sale to kick off the summer, and while she had spread the news on Facebook, she also made some flyers to hand out around town. Calum was the lucky soul who had been given the job to spread the word. “Hey, Asia!” he greeted, handing her a flyer. “Got some sale on some custard...I know you can’t resist it.”

(closed @calumhunter​)

Amelia had been staying at her mom’s house ever since Saturday and hadn’t really left her room much other than to take a shower and eat a little something. Normally, whenever she was visiting the family, she would cook them an elaborate meal, showing off the skills she’d acquired from their doting grandmother but she truly just wanted time to herself. Because she knew how her brother operated and he was going to ask her how she was doing any day now, she decided to be one step ahead and pretend she was doing just fine, coming out of her room with her hair finally done, wearing a band t-shirt that was likely stolen from Calum and a face mask to prove she’d been keeping up with her skincare routine. “Calum! Can we go to Bushel’s?! I like totally need some avocados for my avocado toast!” She called out as ran down the stairs, nearly collapsing on the way. She was fine. That was what she kept telling herself at least.

A six hour roundtrip drive wasn’t something Calum would do for just anyone. His sister was his best friend, and no matter how confused he was by her new persona since returning from California, he was there for her. He was laying on the couch, playing Call of Duty when heard her chipper as ever tone ring through the house. “Yeah, sure.” he mumbled, setting his controller down. He was losing the game, anyways. “I’m so not having avocado toast. You can make me pancakes.” The boy did a double take to make sure she hadn’t tripped. He went along with her plan, she seemed happy, but he knew something was up. He knew not to push now, though. Not if he wanted to get the true answer.

“Don’t get me wrong –Plantation Praline and Mint Chocolate Chip are in a close tie as my favorite flavors, ‘n this might be controversial, but tonight’s a perfect night for a cone of Watermelon Cooler, dont’cha think?” (@frostfordstart​)

“First off, Mint Chocolate Chip tastes terrible! Would you eat your toothpaste? No. Why eat that?” He laughed, scrunching his nose at her suggestion. “Watermelon? To each their own. I’m feeling, Lemon Ice.”

@frostfordstart​

“i can’t remember where i put my keys.” micha said rubbing the temple of his forehead as he looked around the room. surprise his keys were on the table in front of him but he just wasn’t noticing it.”hey man, have you seen a pair of keys anywhere? i swear i just found them and put them down somewhere but i can’t even remember.”

“No offense, but I think you might be blind,” Calum joked, picking up the keys that were in front of the man’s face, before jingling them to tease him even more. “Long night, bro? Or just a bad day?”

“Hey, you wanna go grab some food? I’m starvin’, and Ms. Gardner tipped me a hundred bucks for replacing her broken window.”

“Sure, man. What’cha feeling? I kinda got a cravin’ for ribs.”