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kat: when do you wanna meet up?
remy: whenever! i'm free all day, so
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sms * | remy & kat.
kat: when do you wanna meet up?
remy: whenever! i'm free all day, so

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sms * | remy & open.
jae: uh
jae: you had me at pizza
jae: got any new art to show off?
remy: perfect
remy: nothing super interesting, but yes !! i do
sms * | remy & stella.
stella: well we all have our vices
stella: so are those garlic knots for sharing or what
remy: that's true
remy: yes!! that was the whole point!! sorry it i wasn't clear enough but i was, in fact, offering to share
sms * | remy & open.
juniper: i've done that with tacos before!!!
juniper: my bank account didn't like that at all ;(
juniper: i would love to eat some pizza though
remy: i couldn't help it i felt so bad
remy: thankfully i have some extra money
remy: come over!! i have so much
spcncerw:
There were few people in the world who could really, trulyĀ understand Spencerās family situation regarding his father, half-sister, and the fourteen years of anger, betrayal, and emotional insecurity. He hadnāt even told SashaĀ the whole truth about his move from New York to Sundance. It was a difficult topic. But Remy? Remy got it. Heās felt the same things, experienced the same big moves. Heād become like a little brother to Spencer over time and he was one of the few people Spencer felt he could completely be himself around, sad backstory and all.Ā
It wasnāt unusual for him to pop up at Remyās place, a mocha for him in hand on one of his few days off. He knocked softly on his door, peering around mindlessly and rolling from the balls of his feet to his heels and back. It was a nice day. Better spent with a friend, of course. @molincs
Ā Ā remy, as a whole, was a relatively open person. mainly because you could read him like a book; every emotion laid right on his sleeve. however, his families background was something he didnāt talk about a lot ; but with spencer, it was easy. he was easy to open up to in general, and then they realized what they had it common, and it made it that much easier. they both technically had siblings, but spencer felt more like a sibling to him then his actual younger sibling, considering distance, age, and well -- circumstances.
therefore, it wasnāt unusual for the pair to spend time together. often unplanned, but remy never minded. remy had just finished painting when he hears a knock, paint still on his hands that he promptly wipes on his overalls, that were already paint-covered, so he could open the door.Ā āhey !Ā ā he greets, excited to see the other. he doesnāt want to assume the drink is for him, but knowing spencer, it was.Ā āwhat brings you to my humble abode today ?Ā ā he smiles at his friend, stepping aside for him to come in.Ā āitās a little messy because i was just painting. sorry.ā

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mav-northcott:
āIām always nice.ā He kicked the door shut behind him. And it had been a minute since heād crashed at Remyās place but Mav could walk it with his eyes closed, cutting a right corner to make his way to the kitchen.
āHey, Rem.ā He propped his chin on Remyās shoulder, chest pressed to his friendās back, skin slightly sticky from the outside heat. āWhat you making me?ā
āthat is... not always very true. but you are always nice to me, so i guess youāre right.ā remy shrugs softly, looking over his shoulder and smiling when mav enters the room.Ā āhey, mav.ā he leans into the other slightly, though he kept his focus on the food.Ā āchicken alfredo. itās easy enough given i can actually make the sauce taste good. is that okay ? i just kinda... picked something and hoped. i just started on the chicken so i can make something different if you want.ā
astrosnights:
astro loved his days off. he only got two of them if he was lucky. sometimes one and sometimes half a day to himself before getting called into work. he had his phone turned off though, determined to not get suckered into going to work to fix an crisis that could have been easily fixed without him. his morning was filled with errands, washing his clothes, getting groceries and now a trip to the cafe to enjoy some coffee. he was sitting aloneā just how he liked it. until he saw remy approaching. he had a soft spot for the kid.Ā āhi, rem.ā he says, giving the boy a smile.Ā āyou can sit here. you know you donāt have to ask me that.āĀ
Ā Ā to his relief, astro agrees and he quickly settles in the seat, getting everything squared away without getting into astros space.Ā āthank you so much.ā he notes softly, taking a sip of his coffee.Ā āi just didnāt want to intrude, you know ? sometimes people just wanna sit alone. but i really needed somewhere to sitĀ ācause i have to edit these pictures i took before they go on my website and --Ā ā he FINALLY takes a breath, opening his laptop on the table.Ā āanyway. thanks for letting me sit here. howās your day so far ?Ā ā
kathrynvtkins:
his voice shook. for a moment, there was a slight strain of guilt across her face. christ, was everyone like this in town? it as all too much sugar & flowers. she curled her fingers around the paper bag and glanced inside of it.Ā taking a moment for herself, kat looked up at him as he stammered his way through a coherentĀ sentence. he was too young to be a hook up. she thought back, knowing that she hadnāt drank anything that week either.Ā āright.ā kat said, focusing back on him.Ā āwhy?āĀ
Ā Ā remy found himself in situations like this MORE than he really enjoyed, but he tried to control his running thoughts. why ? in his head, the immediate answer is a long-winded response about being nice and how he felt bad for a minor encounter she hardly remember, but instead, he takes LONGER than needed to respond, and settles on something lighter.Ā āthey, uh -- had a deal. and i forgot my cousin doesnāt like these, so. i thought you might want it.ā simple enough, right ?Ā āitās totally fine if you donāt want it, or like it or anything. i just figured iād offer instead of letting it go to waste.ā
minhochocho:
minho groaned at the mention of the clicker. how could he have forgotten such a crucial part to the plan?Ā āyouāre right, i do need a clicker. theyāre not gonna learn how to do things without one.ā heād seen all sorts of animal trainers use clickers to reinforce good behavior. his squirrels would just go wild without one.Ā āoh shit, really? hold on.ā he stood up, squaring his shoulders and yelling as he stepped towards the squirrels menacingly, scaring off the group immediately.Ā āthere, the threat is gone.ā
āand then if they try to control the world, at least youāll still have your clicker ! i saw the trailer for the new jurassic world movie and it showed him training the raptors when they were little babies with the clicker, so.ā he notes, somehow deeply INVOLVED in the conversation.Ā āyou didnāt have to make them leave, iām trying to get a handle on my silly fears, anyway. like squirrels and -- sheep. caterpillars. itās a long list.ā
sms * | remy & kat.
kat: he likes it 100000000x more than me
kat: i didn't even ask. what toppings?
remy: oh perfect
remy: oh! i've got cheese and pepperoni

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CLOSED STARTER / @molincsĀ ā§ * ā¾
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā it was during the night that fox truly realised how lonely he was becoming ā as if the darkness of the evening drew out all the bad thoughts from the corners of his mind. it was his fault ā he knew it was. it was his fault for pushing everyone away, even his closest friends ⦠but he was fine for the most part, he thrived in his own company and with his own thoughts ā but in that minute he just wanted somebody. even if they sat in silence. he began scrolling through the contacts of his phone, dismissing most of the names until he fell uponĀ ā REMYĀ šĀ ā. the guy was his complete opposite ā like a fucking ray of sunshine. it drove him insane ( at least thatās what he TOLD himself ). his finger lingered over the name for a moment before he decided to type out a message, āwanna go for a walk?ā he ended up sending, cursing under his breath at how flustered he felt. if fox was ever to make contact with remy first it was usually under circumstances like this, a random text after a period of time of not speaking ā the only thing reliable about fox was how unreliableĀ he was.
Ā Ā Ā there were nights where remy felt like he couldnāt get a handle on his muse. quiet nights, usually ones where ria was gonna somewhere and he was alone with his thoughts. he could stare at a blank canvas for hours and nothing would come to him. usually, heād try to recreate a photograph of his, but he just didnāt feel up to him. instead, he decides to lay own, reading a book on his phone when a text message sounds through with a soft buzz and pop up notification. it had been a few days, maybe a week or so at this point, since the name came up on his phone. another odd case of friendship, but it had moments like this filtered through, where fox would text him randomly. remy didnāt mind the spottiness, as he was usually happy to text first, but it had been a decent amount of time since they spoke.Ā āhey, of course.ā he responds back, the usual coating of explanations vacant in his text messages.Ā ādo you want me to come meet you at your place or do you want to meet somewhere in the neighborhood ?Ā ā
sms * | remy & kat.
kat: whatever that works i guess
remy: okay thanks !! there should be plenty for you and your kid ... given they eat pizza but if its not all for you so
sms * | remy & kat.
kat: work
kat: dude, i'm not getting home until 11
remy: oh okay gotcha
remy: okay hear me out
remy: im gonna keep it in the fridge and i can bring it to you tomorrow?
remy: don't leave me with all this pizza
kathrynvtkins:
Coffee was enough to drive anyone to a better mood. Her fingers lingered on her phone. There was a number saved she didnāt consider using until now. It pricked in a small part of her skull, burrowing its way throughout. Usually her cravings werenāt this strong, at least, not without reason. With work running without a snag, a cheap sitter situation, and a peaceful social life - there was no factor to blame. It was all her. Pressing a hand against her nose, she tried to take a deep breath in. She didnāt expect anyone to bother her. It grated on the Ā edge of her nerves as a semi-familiar face appeared in her view. He offered a pastry as an apology. Her gaze went from the bag and back to the boy.
āAre you trying to get me to sign something?ā Kat asked dryly, not understanding why he approached her. Ah, a fond aspect of drug use. She couldnāt remember a name or face to save the life of her. At least, not someone so briefly met.
what remy HADNāT considered was that she wouldnāt even remember. it was common, really. remyās memory was intense, vivid. but others ? didnāt remember small things like an incident on the sidewalk. maybe it was a good thing. the last time he saw her, their meeting was NOT pleasant, but maybe he could try again.Ā ā sign something ?Ā ā he asked curiously.Ā ā no, i -- no. iām not trying to get you to sign anything. i didnāt know you were... anyway.ā heās getting nervous again, a TERRIBLE aspect of his personality. he couldnāt really help it.
he sets the pasty down on her table, dead set on the peace offering even if they DIDNāT remember.Ā āwe met briefly a little while ago and i recognized you so i brought you a pastry.ā he explains again -- the CONDENSED version, thankfully.Ā āiām remy.ā he decides to STOP talking, mostly because talking means digging himself a bigger hole, and he was trying to avoid that.
royalwithnocrown:
His smile grew and he laughed. God this kid was too sweet.Ā Ā āI do bud but I thinkĀ neighborhood kids and animal control can deal with it. Not a detective agency. I love dogs no worries.āĀ He poured himself another drink.Ā āDad liked to sing. He played the piano too.ā He only thought it was fair to share a little too.Ā āI agree. But thanks. If were down there around the same time buzz me. Iāll buy us dinner one night,ā
ā what if they get sent to the POUND ?Ā ā remy was more distraught over the idea than he really needed to be, but he couldnāt help it. he was sure that jack was right, but he couldnāt help but worry. the other sharing about his family helped EASE the feeling in remyās chest, one he got when he thought about his mom.Ā ā do you sing and play piano ?Ā ā he asked curiously.Ā āiāll let you know. some of my best paintings and photographs come from when iām there, so iāll let you know when i go.āĀ

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sms * | remy & kat.
kat: i'm in vegas rn
kat: but y'kno i think izzy is still watching my kid if you want to send her a text
kat: [contact info sent]
remy: whatcha doing in vegas?
remy: wait sorry that was invasive you dont have to tell me
remy: i can pack some up for you when you get home !!
sms * | remy & stella.
stella: why would you pay for all that
stella: honestly dude are you made of money
remy: i got nervous i couldn't help it
remy: and it as apparently on a deal
remy: although i would spend literally all of my money on pizza so....