“Good for you!”, Liv only replied, the hint of a smile on her lips though. And it grew a little wider when she noticed the way he was lookig at him, obviously trying to figure out where he’d seen her before. Even though of course she actually prefered people who were completely aware of who she was but still - this was somehow funny as well. “What, you’re already backing away that easily..?! I really am disappointed!”, she teased with a smirk.

He examined her for a moment, taking in her before his tongue brushed over his lips. “Backing away would imply that I was attempting something, which we’ve already discussed that I was not.” he said calmly, a soft smile tugging up at the corner of his lips. “Do you want the free drinks or don’t you Miss...” he raised his brow, waiting for her name.

She’s not exactly a PTA mom, but she is a mom, and she loves her kids. So when they came to her and asked her to help volunteer at a fundraiser, she reluctantly said yes, with the brightest, most fake smile on her face. She offers to set up a certain booth with things from PAPAYA, but the lead teacher insists she runs corndogs, it’s much more a carnival themed food, and, again, she reluctantly says yes.  Pick your battles, right? So she helps make, and pass out and collect money for corndogs for most of the fundraiser. And she puts on a fake smile and shakes hands and talks to moms who barely talk to her any other time, and she tries not to get annoyed. 

The kids are a big help though, and she’s glad they’re excited about volunteering, it makes her feel like she did something right with them. She’s just finished filling the cash register wit the money the man had ordered when she raises an eyebrow. She knows most of the parents here and he….doesn’t look at one of them “I’m sorry, are you one of the parents, or a teacher?” she asks, trying not to intrude “I just haven’t seen you at any of the parents events so…” she shrugs, is she invading his privacy right now? Sometimes she can be too much and she knows that. “I’m Adalia, and these three” she points to her three kids, Eden, Jacob, and Sofia “are mine.”

The male smiled slowly at her question before shaking his head, “No.. no I’m not a parent.” he replied  “I teach at the high school.” he added after a second. “My kids are over at the snowcone booth.” he said, then looked down at the woman introduced her own children, “It’s nice to meet you.” he said before looking back at her. “I’m Destin.” he introduced himself, shifting the paper container into one hand and extending the other towards her.  “Do you get a break from working this anytime soon?” he questioned.

“ Dude if we did it for  95% of the year you would still be moaning that there isn’t enough time to do it!” He replied Laughing as she shook his head and looked at the man. “ Hey make the most of it while you can before you really have to start pushing everyone to do what you need them to!”

He hummed softly and nodded, “You’re right. I could be on a beach 3/4 of the year and still complain when I had to give it up” he chuckled, although he didn’t mind working- he actually enjoyed it, but if you asked him which he’d rather choose, the beach would win everytime.  Destin couldn’t help but laugh at the male’s next statement, “I don’t normally have issues getting people to do what I want” he smirked.

“Oh dude, I can imagine the pressure is on, right?” Ezra spoke, as he listened to Destin talk of his working week. “What’s been so bad about it already?” He continued to ask, stretching a hand across the bar as he picked up his glass of lemonade, taking a small sip. “You know, I’m good man, I’m good. It’s so good to see you. It’s weird being in LA though..”

He nodded a bit then looked over at Ezra, “Its just- I hate the beginning and ends of the year. The first few days are rough- kids are still in vacation mode- I’m still in vacation mode. We’ve got 90 thousand papers to hand out and fill out and have parents fill out and send back. Students are being taken out of classes and added into classes.” He listed with a groan. He nodded again, “LA and New York aren’t too different, both big cities- this one is just....more summer” he laughed. “Small world though, ending up in the same city again” he joked.

After spending most of her day in the studio, recording new songs for her album, Liv had definitely needed a drink and headed to one of her favorite bars. Not wanting to sit st one of the tables all alone though, she headed towards the bar and ordered a Manhattan before sitting down on one of the barstools. When the man next to her offered to pay for the drink though, she immediately turned her head towards him with raised eyebrows and a slightly sceptical look on her face. “I can only hope you’re not trying to hit on me like this because that would be pretty lame, don’t you think..?”, she stated with her eyes quickly wandering over the dark haired man.

Destin couldn’t help the quick laugh that caught in his throat before turning his body and attention completely towards her. “No. I was certainly not hitting on you.” he said with a small amused smirk. “And if I was- it wouldn’t be in the form of buying you a drink.” He tipped his head back gently, letting his eyes carefully move over her as he tried to place where he’d seen her from. They’d never met, at least, he was sure he’d have remembered meeting her but her face did ring a bell. “If you’d like, I can let you pay for your own drinks” he said after a moment. “I was merely being courteous.”

He smirked, “ Oh yes I can think of many ways you can take advantage of me, all of which I’d agree to!” He teased as he looked at him smiling. “ It’s just been a long day how about you?”

The male chuckled softly at Leon’s comment, then exhaled a sigh and nodded “Same.... It’s been a week and I already miss summer vacation” he laughed, tipping his drink back and emptying the glass. “But, the good thing about the beginning is everyone’s still excited, and no one has given up or gotten senioritis yet” he looked over at his friend. “The end of the year is probably worse, everyone’s so over it, even me.”

Was that, Destin sat at the bar? Usually Ezra wouldn’t look into such places as he was walking past but, there was something that made him turn his head at the right moment. Figuring he had a little time on his hands, Ezra decided to wonder on in and place himself down beside his friend, a small smile turned up onto his lips. “Destin, dude!” The nurse chuckled, pulling him into a side hug. “How have you been, man?” He then asked, before turning his head to face the bartender. “Oh, I’ll just have a lemonade please..” Ezra nodded, and turned his gaze back towards his friend. “You look about as tired as I do..”

He smiled warmly at the male, “Hey” he said, a bit thrown off that Ezra was in a bar, knowing he didn’t drink. “You have no idea” he said with a soft groan, pinching the bridge of his nose. “School started last week and it’s been- a clusterfuck” he exhaled a laugh and shook his head. “How’re you?”

Even if you loved what you did screaming energy fulled children could take it out of you, so Leon had come to one of his favourite LA Bars for a drink. The glass of Brandy had just been put in front of him when he heard his friend offer to pay for it. “ Destin you should be careful I may end up taking advantage of you one day!” He teased.

The male grinned over at his friend, “Leon, you know that’d never happen” he said with a breathy chuckle. “If anything, I’d be taking advantage of you, however I have a feeling you’d enjoy it too much.” he teased, tipping the glass back to his lips again. “What brings you out tonight?”

He stood by the cooler, watching the kids as they shoveled ice into the machine and poured different color syrups onto the shavings for parents and citizens of LA who’d come out to support them. He looked up as the second teacher came to release him for his break, finally, he was free for at least the next hour and the smell of foods from the surrounding carts had made him hungry. He walked through the crowd, scanning the different booths before deciding to settle on a corndog. He walked up to the booth and ordered himself two corndogs and a coke, handing the 5 dollar bill to the smaller child on the other side of the counter. “Thank you” he said, recieving his food as he locked eyes to the woman next to the group of children, giving her a small nod and soft smirk.

Have you seen (Destin Taite) around LA? They look a lot like (Brant Daugherty) but i don’t think they’ve even realised it! Some people say they are (Charming and Ambitious) and (Narcissistic and Hotheaded) but all we know for sure is they are (32),They were born on (05/05/1987) and they’re a (Male, Straight) and work as a (High School Teacher). I guess only time will tell but for now we’ll just call them the (The Hallowed).

“Thanks, dude.” Ezra spoke, as he reached across so he was able to pick up the bottle of water that the other had placed down beside him - it would appear rude if he just left it, right? Unscrewing the lid from the top, the nurse swallowed back a few sips, before shaking his head. Tate brothers? Who were they? “Uh, no, man. My names Ezra.. I’m one of the staff nurses at Mount Sinai hospital.. There was word of some important people here this evening, and, we could do with a staff funding in the emergency room..” He informed the other. There was no beating around the bush, just straight honesty. “Sorry, I didn’t catch your name?”

Destin nodded slowly as the man spoke, it hadn’t been the first time he’d heard of people showing up for an organization or charity of some sort. He didn’t blame them, with the amount of money in the room it was a smart move. He extended his hand towards the male “Destin Tate” he introduced “It’s a pleasure to meet you Ezra” he shook his hand firmly before turning and setting his glass on the table. “Whats the funding for?” he asked, a bit intrigued. “More staff, new equipment?”

Pippa glanced down at herself before giving him a slightly flirtatious smirk, smoothing down the front of the dress. “Well thank you, I’m pretty proud of this selection, I’m not good at many things but picking out clothes is certainly one of the things I can do.” Looking around at the various older people wondering around she had literally no idea who his parents were but figured the best thing to do was thank him at least. “Well thank you very much for…wait The Tate Brothers? That’s the big Wallstreet firm right? Your father is the head of The Tate Brothers?” Now she was interested that was for sure.

The male hummed slightly, finishing his wine and setting it on a passing waiters tray. He nodded at her question “That would be the one” he said “He is, Him and my uncle.” he said with a grin. “One day I’ll take over, if the old man ever decides to retire” he laughed. “Destin.” he introduced

Pippa was slightly surprised by how blunt the man was about her presence, but then again it wasn’t like he was wrong, she had been brought to make some old, rich, white man look good and knew it just as well as everyone else. “Peter Richards, he was on my flight back from Australia that landed this morning and I guess he didn’t feel like coming on his own. Plus I had a new dress, so it worked out quite well for both of us.” She gave him a winning smile, raising her glass of white wine a little before taking a sip, eyeing him. “You don’t look like you’re here on the arm of an old man.”

He nodded a bit as she spoke, giving her a once over at the mention of her new dress. “Well, the dress certainly wasn’t wasted.” he commented then exhaled a laugh, shaking his head at her comment. “No, just here for the hell of it.” he turned himself to face her, smile wide across his features “my parents are the people to thank for this little gathering.” he motioned “So as their son, and well, the future face of The tate brothers, I need to show up.” he explained.

Even though there was a small smile on the others face, Tracy was still pretty sure that he wasn’t the biggest fan of Mr. Rivera. But as she actually didn’t really care about that right now, she decided to not say anything. “It’s pretty impressive actually!”, she stated instead, clearly showing how much she enjoyed being around that many interesting people. “So what are you doing? Working on Wall Street as well..?”, she finally asked, eying him curiously.

“Not yet” he replied, rubbing over his stubble, “Not until that man-“ he pointed towards the group his father was in. “- decides to hand the business over.” he said with a small shrug. “I’m a teacher for the moment. I teach high school kids economics” he said, “Molding young minds and what not.” he smiked.

Brandon chuckled, “Not so sure about that, I’ve been in a long term relationship for nine years…” something that potentially would be coming to an end soon. “But I can introduce you to some clients, of course.” Although he’d be keeping Liv away from his friend, at least until he was able to break up with Coral and address that scenario properly. “I don’t know how you deal with high schoolers… I mean remember what we were like in school?” Brandon knew bits and pieces about Destin’s relationship with his brother but not too much, “Oh, so he didn’t reach out then.”

His brow arched a bit in surprise “Oh yeah?“ he asked tossing the shot back, “How’s... monogamy?” he asked with a soft grin, obviously teasing his friend. “You know what I like.” he winked then laughed at his comment, exhaling a rough breath “Yeah, I know” he said with a nod. “But I think that makes me a better teacher, relatable. Although they’re constantly coming up with new slang shit- I can’t keep up.” he laughed, “but they enjoy the class, its an easy pass” he explained then waved off the question about his brother. “Eh, nah- didn’t expect him to.” he shook his head.