---- CHARLIE FOX;
“Excuse me, hi, sorry– did you happen to see a large, bear-looking dog run past here?“
“I haven’t, but in recent events, my kids probably have. They tend to find all the stray dogs--- animals in this town, really.”

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---- CHARLIE FOX;
“Excuse me, hi, sorry– did you happen to see a large, bear-looking dog run past here?“
“I haven’t, but in recent events, my kids probably have. They tend to find all the stray dogs--- animals in this town, really.”

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Teague: i'm conducting a poll
Teague: what should i name my new cat?
Erik: Depends, traditional, or unique?
good fucking morning to everyone
---- JADE BRISTOL;
“It’s not sex hair,” Jade rolled her eyes at the person assessing her half-curled, half-matted mane. “I got rained on.”
“Not to be dramatic, or anything. But if Jeffrey Dahmer walked in here right now and said he did not kill all of those men, I’d have an easier time believing him over you right now.”
---- JENSEN SANER;
“It’s a deck building game.” Jensen set the game down and opened it up. “Easy to follow, I promise.”
“A deck building game...” He repeated after the male, “Okay. I’m down to try anything once. Care to show me?”

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---- LALITA PAMPORI;
“If you plan on jumping you can leave me out of it.” The words hit her faster than she liked. Her coping mechanisms weren’t her strong suit, and any mention of taking one’s own life was like a hard punch to the face.She didn’t like the fact that no one could speak to her casually without setting off a trigger, and she didn’t blame those who had no idea about her past, but what’s humor in expressing yourself through thought of suicide? She might be taking this out of proportion, and just letting her head get the better part of her. The brunette let silence fall between them as she went back and forth in thought on how to speak next. The awkwardness she felt rising even through the noise of the city. “….I’m sorry, that was–Please if you wouldn’t talk lightly about that kind of stuff here I’d appreciate it,” She had finally glancing up and observed the male. “And no, I don’t have any on me.”
It didn't take a genius to notice the sudden drop in temperature between the pair. The way her features seemed to sadden from what was originally present. And it didn't take much longer for him to realize why. "I'm sorry." He spoke, softly. Apologetic, as he was more than aware of what kind of effect such a subject could have on another. A brief silence fell between the pair, before he licked his lips and sighed, "Do you happen to know an escape route from here?" His tone was serious, surprisingly so. "I don't mean to bother you, as I'm sure I've done enough, but I can't send another minute at this party. There's only so much sanity left in me."
---- RAVEN MOORE;
“Am I okay? Mentally or physically? Because physically? Yeah. Never been better. Emotionally? Scarred. Definitely scarred.” Raven replied, backing away from the bag and walking towards the man. “I’m telling you… Turn around… And we’ll just leave. The bag was never here.”
"Both..." Erik replied, slightly confused about the whole situation altogether. Not that it mattered, as she seemed to answer her own question in no time flat. With a nod of his head, his eyes falling to the bag one last time, before back at her, "Okay... the bag was never here." He went along with her statement, "Did you need a drink? Or coffee? Or something?"
text; erik + zoe.
Erik: You're a smart girl, Foster.
ZOE: i know, i know. i'm a freaking genius....
ZOE: :)
Erik: Well, I mean, have you seen some of the stuff you've produced? I'd say that's an actual description.
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Erik: How do you feel about puzzles and problem solving?
Alex: I don't hate them. Used to do them a lot with my grandfather weekend morning and afternoons when i was little
Erik: That would be one suggestion. Those can be known to pass some time.
I wish all fathers were like Ralph Angel😭❤️ (Queen Sugar 2x02)

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---- LALITA PAMPORI;
Typical Lalita to ghost away from the party being held in her studio. After being begged and literally pestered by one of her regulars to use her place for her reception she finally agreed. She had grabbed a few snacks and ducked away to the rooftop. She wasn’t expecting any company when she heard the door swing open. “ The rooftop is closed, thank you.”
Erik had no idea how he got dragged into this, nor did he care to really figure it out. All he wanted was to leave, and soon. He never particularly liked the woman, or her husband to be. They both lacked a lot of common sense, and just had their heads too far up their asses for Erik's liking. But he agreed for his wife's sake. After an hour and a half of small talk, and fake laughter, he found that he needed some fresh air. And a cigarette... Of course, he had none of those on him. He would find himself venturing onto the roof, at first, he figured he was alone. Since everyone was downstairs enjoying the party, until there was a voice that broke through that. Turning towards a woman, "Sorry --- I just needed some fresh air." He replied, "---or you know, jump. I can definitely leave..." He told her, before then turning, only to pause mid-way. Turning back towards her, "You wouldn't happen to have a cigarette would you?"
---- JENSEN SANER;
“ — would you like to play a game of Dominion?” Jensen asked, holding up the board game.
Erik looked at the foreign game that was held up. His brows furrowing a bit as he took it it. “Sure....” He replied, slightly hesitant. “What exactly... is that?”
---- RAVEN MOORE;
“Oh Jesus fucking Christ!” Raven screamed as she opened the bag, jumping and throwing the bag closed again. “Don’t touch that bag.” She whispered, approaching the person behind her. “Just… Leave it on the counter… Walk away… And pretend that nothing’s in it. Sound like a plan?”
Erik had just made his way into the room, the second he had, it'd seem the atmosphere would be filled with a squeal so loud, and utter panic. Confusion quickly consumed his features, "Woah --- lets take a breath here. What happened, what's in the bag? Are you okay?"
---- OPHELIA O’HARA;
“Rocky… Rocky! Where the hell are you? ROCKY! Oh god, oh my god, this can’t be hap— oh, hey, you!” Ophelia approached the first person she saw on the street, clearly stressed out. “Have you seen a dog anywhere around here? She’s… uh, she’s a German Shepherd, only about eight months old, and— and she’s— her name is Rocky, and she answers to it, and I can’t find her, and… oh god, my brother… he’ll kill me if I don’t find her, both of my brothers will. God… I have to find her, I have to find her.”
"Daddy! Daddy!" The young girl screamed, as she ran up to their father, who turned to find his daughter, and two young boys following behind her. But his hues wouldn't last long on that image, as it would then fall upon the dog that followed closely to his daughter. His eyes widen a bit, "Look! She just gave up to us, isn't she pretty!" The young girl spoke, "Can we keep her? She can be friends with Cana and Ellie!"
An awkward chuckle fell from Erik's lips, as he shook his head, "Sweetheart---"
'Yeah! Dada!" One twin yelled, while the other twin raced toward the dog and wrapped his arm around the dog. Laying his face against the dog's neck, in a sweet hug. His heart sunk, if only for second, but found himself rather grateful that the strange dog haven't attempted to bite his young son. "Mine."
"Guys---" Erik began, as he shook his head, hues falling upon the dog once again. Something about her seemed familiar, at first, he wasn't sure why until, he reached for the dog tag hanging from her collar. Both the name, and the address written across the silver plate was more then recognized. A chuckle escaped his lips, "Rocky --- hey, beautiful. You got so big." He greeted, as he gave the dog a gentle rub behind an ear. Before looking at his daughter, "This is the O'Hara's dog. You didn't take her out of the yard, did you?" He asked, Ana then shaking her head.
It wouldn't be too long before he could hear the familiar voice shout for the dog before him. Sighing, he stood up, and grabbed up the son who was hanging onto the dog. "Hold your brother's hand." He told his daughter, about the son still on his feet. "Come on, Rocky."
It wouldn't take more than a block or two, before his hues fell upon the back of a familiar brunette head. Panic in her voice as she questioned a stranger on the street, who only proceed to shake his head and continue on his way. "Think we got something that belongs to you." He called out to Ophelia, Rocky then running off towards her owner.
---- SERENITY JACKSON;
Even when she threw her hits, he still had that look on his face and it really bothered her. “You know, if we weren’t married you wouldn’t be smiling. See you messed everything up.” Remembering those fights they had when they ran into each other here in Lanford two and a half years ago. Then again the fights they had long before he still had that stupid smug look on his face at times. “How is this sucking the fun out if? We can have fun without strippers, and lap dances.” She narrowed her eyes down at the other watching as he began to close the space between them. “Yeah, well I wasn’t giving it anyway. Who knows he probably bugged our house or something. He’s always here, and lets not forget the man’s an ex-marine somehow he gets to knows shit. So you don’t have interest in marrying Aiden huh, what interest do you have?” She asked, licking her lips as she glanced down at his hand outstretched towards her. “What?” She asked, beyond shock that he would want her to live it up before they got married. Again. “Baby…my friends, some of them…..they want male strippers and all that. And me being the center of attention on top of that and having to watch that….” she shook her head. “Remember when you mentioned that I haven’t noticed the men that stare at me? Do I really want to put you in a position to stab some guys eyes out?” She asked, “or….do you already have a bodyguard for that, cause I fell like you do.” She added with a huff, “but I think i’m content with getting drunk off my ass. Hasn’t happened in a while, you know, after you knocking me up, and not being able to drink while breast feeding. I think this is my calling for a good time, drunk, stumbling home…and possible setting off firecrackers, decorating trees with tissue paper. Only to come home to you and pull some movie stunt with a boom box in the air that I might drop on my foot. Can I have that or am I asking for too much while you have a sleep over with Aiden? I mean you can make it a party and invite Jaxon Morgan, he thinks we’re not normal.”
The smug look still hadn't fluttered from his features. "You know, it's hot when you get all feisty like this." He told her, aware that he was playing with fire. This was always a dangerous game, he was aware of such. But he knew she loved him enough not to completely kill him. That was all that mattered. "If I had an interest in marrying Aiden, I'd be married to Aiden." Erik explained, as if it should've been obvious. He nodded as she spoke, her words not at all surprising him. This was always something he appreciated about his wife, a lot. She did not have a wondering eye, and really, when you were married, how much more could you ask for? He shrugged when she brought up the idea of a bodyguard, causally, as if to pretend to not know what she was talking about. "Guess you're just going to have to wait and find out." He relied, "You know, it's not a bad thing if your friends want that kind of thing. It's kinda the norm for before you get married, but it's your party, babe. You do you." As she began explaining the kind of night she'd rather have, he couldn't help but smile, a soft chuckle falling from his lips. "That could work." And then his smile faded, "Why would I invite him? Yeah, well, he's not normal."

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---- PHOEBE BEAUMONT;
“I am not taking drugs!” She said frustrated. She had tried hard to get off the stuff and it had worked. “I’m not casually lying to you..I-..Fuck sake.” Her voice broke. Even though her skills of lying to her brother had become better over the years, she could see her brother being ultra protective. “Look, I moved to Seattle because I met a guy-After Finn I was feeling lonely, he was rich, was a nice guy..” Emphasis on was. “Then..He started to hit me.” She looked down and looked somewhere else, avoiding eye contact. “…It didn’t stop until he flung my phone across the room and it broke. That night I left.” She then met her brother’s eyes, tear droplets in her hues. “Look, You might think I’m lying or whatever. But I’m not this time. I’m not. That’s why I’m back. I had to get away–I have to start again somehow..” She nodded, she felt like a naughty child getting told off by a teacher. “We’re clear. I’m over with that. I want to get more qualifications Erik..I want to move on…..” She smiled lightly “Congrats on finally fuckin’ proposin’ to the love of your life by the way..Took you long enough.” An effort to lighten the mood.
Erik wasn't sure what he was expecting from Phoebe. If there was one thing he had learned over the years, it was that he could never really know what to expect from his baby sister. In a way, she reminded him much of their mother. This wasn't a bad thing, not at all. He was tense as he spoke, his jaw tightening the moment she began to speak. What he hadn't expected was for her explain that she had been a victim of abuse. If there was anything that was going to soften him up, as well as tick him off at the same time, it'd be that. "I'll kill him." The words fell from his lips before he could censor them. "I'll fuckin' kill him." The slight change in conversation didn't seem to ease his nerves, not at all. "Yeah. She finally said yes. In Paris. Married. Wants to do a big thing soon. For. friends. For family."
text; erik + zoe.
Erik: I'll be holding you to it.
ZOE: ugh...
ZOE: i should have known.
ZOE: i'll keep it in mind though.
Erik: You're a smart girl, Foster.