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‘  you  had  me  . ‘  alston  says  rather  bluntly  ,  his  tone harsh as  he  shakes  his  head  at  the  thought  of  her  going  back  to  that  jerk  . ‘  you  fucking  had  me  wrapped  around  your  finger  but  i  guess  you  don’t  see  anyone  else  when  it  comes  to  him  . ‘ 

Andros was mostly around doing some scouting, and therefore he was not in too deep in partaking in a little bit of fun in a club like this. He was more or less looking and observing on how best to run something as exclusive and as secretive as a thing like an underground sex club. It was still in its trial phases, and Andros has not even set down some groundwork on it – it was still rather some plans in his head and mind, after feeling that the sex club scene had become a little bit repetitive and a little bit stale. That was when the show started and she came on stage to perform. He knew that he got her attention, that was why she was sitting next to him and commented about how she was all wound up with his presence and he had not even touched her. He smirked at her as she replied to him that there were some private rooms to do whatever. “Good.” He said with a smirk of his own. “Because I see you clearly wanting to know me better. I’d actually suggest somewhere more private for you to get your hands on me. Or… you prefer the other way round.” She took his hand and started to lead him on. “So, what do I call you?”

[ @rougedpetals : for both Sabine & Teagan ]

Throughout the years that he lived in the villa on the island of Syros, one constant thing was the amount of times the man in the villa lived alone. He did not mind it, to be fair. He liked his affairs to be private, hush-hush and reclusive, befitting the man himself. As much as he is an enjoyer of hedonism and the culture and the food and the people on the island, at times, a man needs his personal space. The villa was his bachelor pad, and rightfully so. He appreciated the bachelor lifestyle mostly because it gave him two kinds of freedom – the freedom of time and the freedom of flexibility on what he can do with it. Being single and available practically anytime for anything that can and will be done was a gift for Andros. That was for sure. That was why his space, although luxurious and fitting for a family to live in, housed a little bit like a bachelor’s pad and an anthropologist’s lab all at the same time, with a mix of modern furniture interspaced with exotic ornaments that had caught his eye at times. As he went down for a coffee, dressed only in a cotton pants that he wore to sleep, as he slept shirtless or possibly naked even, he heard the knocking on the door, as he went towards it with a puzzled expression. His puzzled expression only grew more so as he opened it and was greeted by two young women looking like they either belonged with him, or soon to be with him, as he looked them down and gave the pair a wry grin. “Well, are you two the ones who will wake me up and play with me this morning?” He teased, sipping the coffee. “I’m joking. What can I help you with?”

Sabine always thought of herself as a city girl, loving the bright lights and the endless days of shopping at high-end stores, going to concerts and never thought that in a million years - she’d switch teams. Her outfits consisted of bikinis, flip flops or shorts instead wearing jeans and jackets all the time. She appreciated how she could wake up on early mornings without an alarm clock - but rather with a rooster. She lived in an upscale apartment, drove a nice car, due to the perks of her job. She grew accustomed to the simple life of going to the beach when she wanted or even casually glancing at the beautiful view of Syros, instead of the busy streets and feeling cramped. Her friend decided to visit for a while, and she definitely had no reason to deny showing her around when it was simply breathtaking. Her first thought definitely landed towards Andros, she took a liking to him and thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea. “You wish.” She laughs, taken slightly back from his playful comment. “Actually, nothing... this is my friend, Teagan, she’s visiting me and I decided to show her around.” Sabine brightly smiles, taking a swift glance towards her friend. 

closed starter for @rougedpetals.

             “sometimes i just …. draw what comes to me, but most of the time i really count on someone coming to me with an idea. that’s why i decided to do this and not just become an artist. bringing someone’s ideas to life is, like, what i wanna do. it’s just annoying when someone comes in and is like, ‘do whatever you want!’ obviously you have something you want, right?” sighing a little, billie sipped her third drink and shook her head. when she was drinking, she spoke quickly and she said a lot in one breath. it pulled her out of her comfort zone a lot. “it’s just super weird to find someone i used to know as a little kid here of all places. i thought i got away from my childhood, but here you are. you sure you should be talking to the town’s weirdo?” 

OPEN TO: f/m/nb. CONNECTION: bff’s crush + coworker. bc of the plot we’ll settle for them working at a diner or smth. PLOT: based on. atlas’ pinterest.

❝ um, what? ❞ the femme stared at the other, feeling as if the breath was knocked from her lungs at the other’s words. her best friend’s crush. this was supposed to be atlas setting them up with her best friend. ❝ you’re kidding me, right? ❞ she spoke slowly, feeling like an idiot as she waited for them to tell her they were joking. 

OPEN TO: f/m/nb. CONNECTION: stranger/utp. PLOT: this please. VERSE: apparently this is derek’s new cop verse so ksjfsld.

❝ why didn’t you text me? ❞ the pearly white gleam of his teeth gives way to his amusement, a low chuckle rumbling through him as he took in the situation. when he got the call, the blond hadn’t expected to see her— a day, or less after their first interaction. his hands resting on his hips as he looks down at her from his spot on the dock, one brow raising. he didn’t typically believe in fate or anything, but the second run in within a two day period was a nice coincidence. for him, at least. ❝ i thought we bonded a little. ❞ he teased, feigning hurt as one palm reached to rest across where his heart would be.