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          ‘  i  -  ’    and  it’s  such  a  goofy  smile  upon  his  lips  that  she  almost  feels  bad  being  mean  .   ‘  -  prefer  edibles  .  ’    she  still  wouldn’t  let  him  be  right  ,   though  .   she  cracks  a  small  grin  ,   just  because  she  knows  it  was  a  smooth  move  on  her  part  .    ‘    and  let  the  rest  of  the  guys  hate  me  for  the  rest  of  my  time  here ?  yeah  right  .  ’    sure  ,   blame  robin  and  their  boys  .  

“i make pretty great brownies,” he says with a shrug, “but seeing you don’t trust me i guess you can’t try them.” he finishes with a grin, “but robin would probably kill you in your sleep. they thrive off this stuff.”

         (  @incandescentglcw​  )    ‘  lucy  …  what  would  you  do  if  you  came  across  someone  who  had  the  same  face  as  you ?  ’    she  poses  it  as  a  hypothetical  ,   but  it’s  clearly  not  .    ‘  also  ,   have  some  wine  .  ’  

“oh, wine,” she says with a grin, sitting next to the woman as she mulls over the question. “panic, probably. i wouldn’t want to think of having a twin, or a doppleganger... too much competition.”

         a  small  huff  from  her  lips  ,   she’s  not  quite  enjoying  how  he  seems  to  be  so  comfortable  around  her  .   where  the  hell  did  that  come  from ?    ‘  i  only  buy  from  people  i  trust  .  ’   they  both  know  she  means  people  she  likes  ,   just  the  same  .   ‘  you’d  probably  get  caught  if  you  did  .   heard  there’s  an  fbi  agent  roaming  around  town  .  ’   never  mind  how  she  was  a  family  friend  that  greta  did  like  .  

“ah, so she does smoke.” he says almost triumphantly, a small smile forming on his face, “eh, i could get caught doing a lot of things. i just don’t like what they do to people. the fbi isn’t gonna come looking for me... unless you rat me out.”

         annoyance  will  immediately  cross  her  features  ,   for  this  guy  seems  to  always  be  around  and  she  can’t  be  bothered  .   but  she  can’t  escape  with  NOT  saying  anything  ,   either  ,   for  that’s  simply  not  greta’s  style  .    ‘  you  know  where  all  the  stoners  are  and  you  know  it’s  not  me  .   ’   around  him  ,   at  least  .  

he laughs hollowly at her defense, “well, it was someone in your group, and i’ve seen you smoke before.” he bluffs, but he’s sure when he’s around this area that almost everyone likes getting a little high, “plus, just weed, i don’t sell anything hard.”

“Not to be… totally insensitive to this whole Doc thing,” Taron cracked his knuckles in succession, an old nervous habit of his that he’d never quite kicked. He really did care about Doc and all, but the man also hadn’t had the same influence over his life as everyone else in town. Growing up the way he did, it wasn’t like he could visit the doctor for every little thing, “But is anyone going to talk about how… we can’t leave? That seems like, the more… pertinent thing?” For years now, he’d been planning all the things he’d do if he got the chance to step outside of town, and now…

@folkloremstart​

“shut up.” athena replies shortly. she hadn’t been able to think about it for the short time that she knew. it had been ruining all of her plans for her future, “it could be temporary. we could all be stupid and walking around in circles...” she tries to justify as she trails off “...or we’re simply fucked.”

“ I’M ALREADY TIRED OF PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT DOC LIKE THEY BLOODY KNEW HIM, ”   adrian snips. yes, he was beloved in town, and yes, it was sad to see he passed. but the amount of crying women he passed on the street today, honestly…  it made him not even want to mourn the man himself, despite him being like an uncle figure to the demir family.   “ save it for the memorial service, or mourn in your own bloody homes. honestly. ”   @folkloremstart​​

“it’s pretty serious for a lot of people,” lucas starts, “i mean, ain’t right to deprive people of their emotions, n’ sometimes ladies just feel real strongly ‘bout things. ain’t somethin’ to get mad over. you can always stay in if it’s drivin’ ya mad.”

     “i know, but it always feels so weird when i’m not. like i feel guilty for not doing anything.” it’s just her way of not knowing what to do with breaks, maybe she’s a little bit of a workaholic. “and i wouldn’t say bibliographies for fun, but i do like researching.”

“of course you like researching.” she says with a grin, “meanwhile, i’m researching for my richest customer so i can officially stop working and become the middle aged housewife i’m destined to be.”

“How many people here do you think we could convince into thinking we’re a couple?” A couple of numbskulls, that is, as Graham was already tipsy on as many artisanal drinks as possible.

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“hopefully no-one.” lucy replies harshly, wrinkling her nose, “if i wanted to be with a raging drunk, i would find someone that is capable of holding their facilities.”

“wow, really? that’s super low maintenance,” gwen commented, satisfied with the ease of care. “but wait - what’s the difference between dry and very dry?” she asked, not wanting to kill them on accident by misjudging their thirst levels.

“i figured. flynn rider, i work in the bar downstairs.” with her second comment, he laughed, “I’m sure you’re doing fine, selling is a skill that can be learned like any other.”

“is it?” she says softly, “i mean, i don’t learn much new just kinda... rely on the old most of the time.”

In truth, despite what some might think of his relaxed nature, Graham had never really ventured into the world of drugs. Alcohol, of course, was another story, “You really would?” He was just a tad shocked by the response, “You’re not scared of losing all your facilities?”

“man, i’ve lost a lot.” he says honestly, “but it’s just a theory. it’s like a hypothesis. if i had to. not that i’m going to,” he says with a grin, “but bud... that’s a friend.”

         disappointment ?  written  all  over  her  face  ,  but  it’s  not  towards  the  redhead  ,   more  so  her  stylists  that  she’s  so  unpleased  with  .    ‘  well  ,   at  least  you  listen  to  me  .  ’   gentle  smile  upon  her  lips  ,   she  always  treats  her  models  with  kindness  and  gentleness  ,   this  one  in  particular  .    ‘  what  would  i  do  without  your  fits ?  ’  

“lisa, of course i listen to you.” she says seriously, “you’re the brains behind the operation. there’s nothing more important than your opinion, but i think you have to get your people in line... i can’t keep being an issue for them.”

@incandescentglcw​ !  

          ‘  yeah  i  …  ’   she  hits  her  phone  against  the  table  ,   frustration  on  her  face  .   ‘  my  phone  must  be  broken  .   i  haven’t  heard  from  my  cousins  in  months  .  ’  

“i mean, do you want to hear from them?” athena asks seriously, “my sisters barely contact me, and i think i’m better for it.”

“What do you think is the hardest drug you’d ever try?” Graham chuckled, thinking he might already know the other’s response, “And I mean, best case scenario.”

@incandescentglcw​

“you know, interesting question.” callum replies. he’d only ever dealt weed to the citizens of woodvale, but... he wondered if anyone would ever be interested. “coke, because needles freak me out.”

          ‘  what  the  hell  -  ’   she  rushes  towards  the  other  ,   alternative  dress  in  her  hand  as  she  does  so  ,   using  her  hand  to  tug  down  the  hem  of  the  dress  and  seeing  the  redhead’s  words  ring  true  .    ‘  i  thought  i  told  them  to  take  your  height  into  consideration  …  the  other  model  is  a  few  inches  shorter  .   here  ,   try  this  one  instead  .   do  you  need  help  getting  out  of  the  dress ?  ’  

pouting as lisa helps her, she nods easily, lifting her arms to be able to shift easier from her dress. “i just knew that’s not what you were going for. i’ve never seen something like that here, unless it’s for... other talent. it’s cute though.”

it wouldn’t be accurate to say that eloise has money burning a hole in her pocket, because money has always been a staple in her life. a parent’s love can come and go, just the same with friends, but money? money is always there for you, and the fact that she is willing to share is not some sort of generosity. no, it is just as simple. a payment for a service, and she is more than ready to get her money’s worth. “i’m not interested in the crab, though the freshly caught part is refreshing. tell me about the salmon.”

“salmon is salmon?” she replies in a disinterested tone. for the fact of the matter, all she was trying to do was figure out the person in front of her, but she was much too difficult to understand. “i mean, i’ll just order it for you, it’s fancy, if that’s what you’re looking for.”