𝒜𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒱𝒾𝒸𝑒.

“I guess to each their own, but I just could never imagine letting someone who doesn’t appreciate the arts get to know me in a biblical way. It would just be wrong, like a violation of who I am as a person. Plus, people who aren’t creative in any way are usually just…bad vibes, you feel?” Cody spoke, lifting his cold brew and sipping it slowly as he looked up, “It would be like dating a football player…” He shuddered visibly and grimaced, “Gross.”

Up early to do some shopping and have a fun day with her boyfriend, she was sipping on her cup of coffee. Enjoying her one single cup a day, per doctors orders. “No, I agree. I love working in the music industry and watching people bring their visions to life. Their lyrics and melody telling everyone a piece of them.” Scrunching her nose as she snorted at his reaction to dating a football players. “The horror, babe. The horror!” she teased him, her tongue stuck between her teeth as she giggled. Picking up her breakfast croissant sandwich to take a bite, humming with her eyes almost rolling in the back of her head. “They always make my sandwiches so damn good.” she sighed, content.

Aaron was hunched over his large desk at Club Delilah, trying to focus on this paperwork that was long overdue. Ever since getting back from Milan, he couldn’t seem to get on top of all of his paperwork. He’d been pulled later nights just get things for the day done. He knew he needed to delegate more, but his father always told him that if he wanted something done right, then Aaron had to do it himself. Even to this day, Aaron couldn’t get his dad’s voice out of his head in everything he did - the way he parented, how he worked, his dad seemed to be whispering to him about his relationship too. He knew he was disapprove, but Aaron was successful. He knew that’s what his father would care about the most. Aaron’s thoughts were interrupted when he heard a knock at the door. “There’s someone here to see you.” His assistant told him. 

Jaycee still working up until she possibly can’t walks in with a long dress, and heels. Stopping to talk to his assistant, before going to see Aaron. “I am here to help, and I have brought food!” she placed her hand on top of her belly, while raising the bag of food. Thanking his assistant for helping her with the food to put it on the coffee table, she waited for them to leave. “Come here.” she held her arms open and hugged, Aaron. She didn’t need a text or phone call to know she was needed. And the fact that she knew how to run successful business as well, she knew Aaron trusted her. “You okay, bub?” she looked in his blue eyes with a soft smile. “If you want me to come in next time you leave to help keep you ahead, just ask me. I can set it up to get files from your assistant and work on them when I get off work.” Shrugging her jacket off she placed it on a hook, and taking a seat, pushing up the sleeves of her dress, taking a breath finally. 

Quentin had just recently gotten back from Milan with Aaron, and he already had quite a bit of things going on. He had to move out of his apartment this week, plan a party for Landon, and start at his new job. To anyone else it might have seemed a bit overwhelming, but Q loved to stay busy. He had been sitting around for so long after leaving his job at the Grind, he was about to start going a bit stir crazy. Thank god for his two boyfriends who always seem to keep him occupied. “So.. do you think we should get a DJ for this party, or.. I mean, my band could play. But I wanna party too, so I don’t really know if that’s a great idea. Maybe we could just have the party at Blue or something. You think Landon would be okay with that?” he asked as he looked up from his notebook and over to the person he was sitting across from at the diner. “What do you think? I just want this to be perfect. Especially since it’s a coming out party.. ya know?”

Sitting on the floor she was helping Q get his things organized with an upcoming move, but right now was sitting on the floor crisscross applesauce. Just munching away at her large McDonald’s fries, doing a little dance as she was always hungry now. But also ready to pop in a few weeks. “Mm.. How about a DJ, and then you can surprise him with a performance of like his favorite song to just go crazy to?” she shrugged with raised brows, hoping that idea was acceptable. “I mean that way you get to party, have the best time with Ro and Aaron. Then all the sudden the DJ take’s a break.” she did air quotes, giggling softly, due to the face she just dropped a fry down her shirt so of course she went fishing for it discreetly. Of course Jay loved Landon, and wanted it to be special for him too, and wanted Q to feel proud of his party. “It’s going to be badass because you’re throwing it. And I know he’s going to love it and be smiling that little smirk all night.We could do blue, or look around at other places if you want.” Grabbing her water to take a drink, and cleared her throat. “Do you have colors you have in mind using?” she asked him, reading him. She knew he lived to stay busy, it kept him out of trouble and out of his mind. Just like her, and why they both gravitated to one another in the past and have stuck in one another’s lives since. “You know I’m all for helping, I love stuff like this. Besides.. I’m about to go on maternity leave soon, and you know I’ll be going crazy”

“well? what do you think?” lemon stared proudly up at the freshly-painted mural splashed across the wall in front of them. it had taken them the whole week, but it turned out great, and they couldn’t be more excited. “isn’t it neat? i think it’s my biggest project yet. the client pretty much gave me free reign as long as it was colourful. and you know me and colour.” he teased, flashing a grin at his fellow art-lover.

Open Starter !

HC was spending yet another day managing the family’s antiques store. They were rather short staffed so even days he might general get out of early he was stuck here until much later on. He’d hung a help wanted sign but as of yet no one had come in to inquire about the position. Hearing the bell ding as someone came in from behind the stack of old books where he was taking inventory he said “ I’ll be with you in a moment. If you’re here about a job, applications are on the checkout desk next to the clock display. ”

Jaycee had a lot on her plate even more since finding out she was pregnant and was looking for an antique rocking chair she’d love to have repurposed for the nursery. Looking around she was in her own little world before she heard HC speaking. “I’m actually here for an antique rocking chair, take your time. You know I love to look around anyways.” she laughed softly as she picked up a cute nicnac and thought it’d be cute for her living room mantel with it’s matching mate. Gently she put the pieces in her basket with something between them so they wouldn’t get damaged. “I swear I have to stop coming in cause I love everything in here.” she couldn’t help but to chuckle as she was looking at a painting up on the wall. 

it felt good to be out and about kingsboro again, and cody was glad to be home, because kingsboro felt more like home than california did. here he had friends, relationships that mattered, roots that he never really had managed to put down back in hollywood. plus there was just something about the streets of new york made him come alive again, even if he was a little hungover on this day. he headed into the city, ordering his coffee and sliding into the booth across from his coffee “date” with a grin, “rough morning?” he teased, when it was clear by the red puffy eyes he wore on his won face and the mess of his hair that he was the one who’d had a rough morning.

Yawning over her one cup of coffee she allowed herself as she waiting for Cody to join her. Falling asleep here and there but snapping out of it when he slid into the booth, stretching her arms out on the table while stretching her back. “I just can’t wake up in the mornings like I used to..” she laughed softly, before taking a sip of her coffee. A soft hum as she savored the flavors on her tongue, taking him in. “You didn’t sleep well or are you hung over?” Teasing him as she playfully tossed a sugar at him, giggling. Placing her feet to rest between his as the waitress brought chocolate croissants, steam coming from the top. Jaycee instantly excited as she did a little wiggle in her seat. “I can’t get enough of sugar, I swear.” 

He was rarely clumsy. Okay, perhaps that was a bit of a lie since he sometimes tripped over his own feet when he was in a rush. Or when he had something on his mind. Or when he was on his phone checking an email. As per usual, it was the latter’s fault as he bumped into someone, even as Nathaniel constantly told himself to not multitask while walking home. “I’m so sorry.” He apologized, repeating the words a couple of times as he made sure the person he’d bumped into was okay. “I, uh…” he trailed off, sliding his phone on the front pocket of his khakis, “– was distracted.” Nathaniel cleared his throat, deciding against apologizing again. “There’s a shop nearby if you want a smoothie or coffee or… anything.” 

It was cold and she was watching where she stepped not wanting to accidentally fall due to ice on the sidewalks. Her headphones in as she was listening to Frank Sinatra, singing along to it. Right as Jaycee got a text and she pulled her phone out to check it, she was stumbling to not drop her iPhone. “Holy, cow..” she laughed at the situation as she fumbled only to fail in the end and her phone landed face down on the hard frozen sidewalk. Looking up with a oh shit expression and pursed lips. “Maybe we can do that after I get my screen fixed?” she scrunched her nose with a soft chuckle, why be mad when it was fixable and she literally had no where to go or anything scheduled until later with the dance academy. And he seemed really sorry too, so there was no point in blowing up. 

Landon was grateful to be out of the hospital but he wished he could move around by himself without wincing in pain with every step. As much as it sucked, he tried his best to focus on the positive side. He was alive, back home with his daughter and he had a lot of help from his friends which was keeping him going. And at least his injuries weren’t as bad as they could have been, considering how serious the accident was.

Things would be a lot easier if his friends weren’t being overly protective and not giving him the chance to move. He thanked them for the glass of water and pain medication, swallowing them down in one go. “You know I can get up to get stuff myself as well? It hurts a bit but I’ve got to get used to moving on my own again at some point. Besides, I broke my arm not my leg.”

Shooshing her friend as she got up to grabbed his water and pain killers. “You just need to relax and rest. Do you not realize that I will be murdered if I let you be independent!?” She joked while she was making them some tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch. One thing Jaycee hated the most was when those she loved and cared for the most were hurting or had a scary accident, like Landon did. “So, Elle is totally digging the tea parties and I must say I’m digging them myself. I hope you don’t mind me hogging my niece through out your healing process.” Plating the grilled cheese that had a mix of cheeses, then placed the small bowls of tomato soup on the plate that had a crusted melted cheese on it. Slowly she walked and placed his plate before him and sat next to him. “I totally winged this lunch, so I hope this is edible.” she smirked while taking a drink of water.

“Betsy! Oh my god.” Kami started to laugh, because for some reason, that was extremely funny to him, imagining a rat named Betsy. Actually, he needed that now. Kam gladly took the vape pen from her when she handed it over, and then went in for a warming hug. Kami wasn’t overly physically affectionate, only because he wasn’t raised that way, but he was really starting to come around to it with certain people. It was nice to have that connection. “I would love to think that, but in reality, I would probably run away screaming.” He giggled, and then took a hit off the pen. “What are you the most scared of?” Kam then asked curiously while raising a dark brow.

“I guess I’ve just always enjoyed learning about our history. Though I feel like some things that were apart of history and important aren’t taught in schools as much as they should be.” Switching papers onto a new students sheet, he began to go over the answers once more. Jinsu turned towards her, nodding his head at the option of trying one. “Yeah, I could try one. That sounds interesting, what you’re describing. Are you sure it won’t burn too much?”

“Oh, so you’re like a rebel in teaching? I love that you’re teaching what we weren’t taught in school, because they seriously left out a lot of stuff. Wanting to make certain countries look better type thing.” Taking another sip as she smirked. “I love it, it’s kind of a comfort thing for me. My dad drank Whiskey on the rocks, and it’s silly. but I feel close to him when I take a sip.” 

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