dig into me

violet didn’t hesitate for a second before knocking at the door. though it was eight at night and they might be busy, she wanted to take a chance. she had just made what she believed to be the best cookies she had ever eaten, and she absolutely had to share them with someone. tutting as they didn’t come to the door immediately, she began softly tapping her right foot against the floor. “come on, come on, come on,” she muttered, the box of cookies held safely under her left arm.

odessa kicked at the fluffy substance on the ground with the tip of her boot, her hands shoved deep inside her pockets to keep warm. her chocolate hues focused on the other, “you know when i left texas i never thought i would get used to snowy winters, but i love them so much. i’ve never known anything but sunny and sixty degree christmases. i mean don’t get me wrong, it gets cold in the winter, but nothing like new york city cold. that’s just something else, i’m telling you.” her lips turned into a small smile, bright red nose scrunching up in curiosity. “i’m sorry, i’m probably boring you to death, did you want to do something?”

spencer dodges the rubber ball, jumping out of the way at the last moment. he manages to lean down and scoop it up into his hands, greeted by griffin’s adorable pup. “ well, hey little guy! how have you been? ” he questions, lowering the ball for the dog to grab, picking the pooch up into his arms. a much friendlier soul than griffin is. finally, he glances up, acknowledging the other. “ and hello to you too, griffin! ” even if spencer is always in a chipper mood, his cheerful tone manages to squeak this time. “ don’t you know not to play with balls indoors? you could break something and as you said, i’m sure you don’t have the money. ”

       if nixon had thought there was a chance of his day going even R E M O T E L Y smoothly, his luck was soon to be tested by karma herself with a near rubber ball to the face. whether this was to be taken as an ill OMEN for what the rest of the afternoon had in store for him was unbeknownst to nixon but nevertheless, I R R I T A T I O N flowed freely through his veins and a frown was quick to tug at his lips. once hazel eyes landed on the terrier between the two, his expression slightly softened before clearing his throat and stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets. “evidently not sorry enough if you’re laughing.” nixon replies dryly, keeping his focus on the dog before averting his gaze back over to the brunette. he let the silence HANG in the air for a moment before adding, “do you typically have poor judgement when it comes to playing fetch indoors or did i just happen to be U N L U C K Y enough to get in the crosshairs.”

FEELINGS weren’t something that Juliet was accustomed to dealing with which was exactly why she had decided to destroy whatever it was that her and Griffin had. NOW the feelings hadn’t abolished but their relationship did and she wasn’t quite sure how to talk with him, instead deflecting. “You know me…always full of…jokes.” Juliet huffed out lamely, “Look, Griff…I’m sorry. I really am. You know…that I am. But come on, you can’t be surprised.” 

he stifled a laugh, crouching to collect the escaping ball before it could get too far – and, naturally not neglecting to shower the terrier in brief but nonetheless genuine affection. “you don’t look awful sorry,” came his teasing reply, rubber ball tossed high into the air and caught thrice before harry closed the distance between them, and offered it out for the taking. “and anyway, who has time for a lawsuit? i’d just take your damn dog and keep ‘em for myself.”

“What a hyperactive spaz?” Ember asked chuckling softly scratching Mario behind the ears quickly before standing back up holding a hand out to him. “Griffin, right? I’m Ember, nice to finally meet you.”

she’d heard the woosh of the ball as it flew right by her hear, possibly even skimming it on the way, though not ENOUGH to really feel much or cause damage. nevertheless it still took desirae by surprise, certainly not expecting to almost get whacked with anything. her eyes met griffin as he came over, though when shifting to the terrier instantly smiled. “CLOSE enough, are you sure you weren’t trying to? but don’t worry you’re spared any lawsuits this time around at least.” words joking of course, before bending down to pet the dog.  

tristan was quite tired, and the more tired the man was, the more easily he became overwhelmed. and so, having a ball pass beside him by a few centimetres and having a dog barrelling his way was a bit much for him. therefore, he froze in his tracks, and it took him a few good seconds before he realized someone was talking to him. seeing who it was, he immediately grinned, and reached down to pet the dog at his feet. “don’t worry, it didn’t hit me. not that i’d mind being hit on by you.” 

Her hand raised up and the red ball was nestled in her palm. Elle raised an eyebrow and glanced down at the dog that was now eyeing up the ball. “I think you’re lying, buddy. You’re lucky my reflexes are just okay because other wise I’d have to find the cheapest lawyer that I could find– wouldn’t be able to afford said lawsuit either.” She laughed, tossing the ball back towards him.

She smiled, listening to him, nodding along.” Well since you’ve been such a good help, I have no choice but to get you a snack. Whatever you like…whatever you like~” She sang teasingly. “If I stop going on the blind dates, I won’t have an excuse to avoid my ex-husband…” She chuckled. 

“which is exactly why i wasn’t too keen on trying it myself, if i’m being honest with you.” nick shrugged lightly, setting the unwanted cup down on a table clost to them. however, the comment that came next caused a chuckle to leave nicholas’ lips. “i guess you’re not wrong there, but i don’t think the barista was trying to kill me which in turn means i wasn’t trying to kill you either. no big, i just figured it would be better for me to find someone who was willing to try it than having to throw it away.”

Wham! Lake felt a hard-hitting force come from nowhere on the back of her head. Instinctively, her hand went to the back and massaged it, as she heard a ball hit her foot, looking down she saw a dog there as well. What the hell? The confusion only lasted a couple of minutes, before she realized who was the cause of all this. “I can’t stand you.” She lightly hit the male repeatedly, before rubbing her head. “I don’t give a damn I’m still gonna try and sue.”

rhi snorted at the visual of santas on the subway, grateful she’d missed those encounters. “i’d probably ask for a selfie if i’m being honest.” she nodded, feeling a bit of relief that at least one person agreed. “it’s not that i hate christmas because - who hates christmas fully, am i right? it’s just a bit exhausting to come off halloween and be turned upside down in holiday cheer the literal day after. then again, halloween is my favorite so maybe i’m just bitter it’s passed so quickly,” she reasoned, shrugging her shoulders. 

hello here is a plotting call for griffin while bob is here lookin like an emo hobo. anything catch ur eye? ok like this post!