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kieran took a drag from a cigarette, blowing the air in the opposite direction of the person approaching him. it was cold outside, typical for a vancouver fall day, and he appreciated the afternoon chill on his face as he sat on the stoop of the apartment building listening to music through his earbuds, glancing as people walked down the sidewalk. when the person turned to walk up the steps kieran visibly groaned, leaning forward to get a look at the person. “ what the fuck are you looking at? “ he questioned, flicking ash off the tip of the cig. 

“can i make gingerbread men?” the blonde repeated, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. “they’re basically my specialty. they also happen to be my favorite cookies of the season.” despite the fact that brina could – and would – make just about any cookie under the sun, she did have a few favorites and gingerbread fell at the top of the list. sometimes she’d make them in the middle of summer just for fun. “maybe i’ll even make a whole gingerbread house while i’m at it.”

Cameron stood outside the apartment, cigarette in hand. He wasn’t quite ready to go into his apartment just yet. He was frustrated with everything at the moment –his family, his band, fucking people in general. Everyone and everything seemed to be getting on his nerves. Normally he would just smoke a blunt and chill, but he had no bud and his dealer wasn’t answering. Thus he resulted to his other habit –cigarettes. Cam needed something to take the edge off. He was minding his own business, when he felt eyes on him. “Can I fucking help you?”

this time of year meant one thing for sabrina – it was time to bake an excessive amount of cookies. maybe it was the turn of weather or just the nearing holiday season, she wasn’t sure, but she knew that if she didn’t start cranking out the christmas cookies soon, she’d lose her mind. “listen, i know that we’re still two weeks out from december, but i’m ready to bake,” she said, glancing down at the growing list of ingredients in the notebook she carried everywhere with her. “i’m taking requests, so if there’s anything special you want, let me know now.”

xavier  serrano  •  twenty  two  •  cis  male    /  look,  it's  cesar  oriol  from  apartment  8B  !  apparently  he  moved  into  moreau  apartments  three  months  ago  and  rumour  has  it,  they  can  be  quite  flighty—  good  thing  they’re  also  ebullient,  hey  ?  i  hear  they’re  the  itinerant  of  the  building.  

➳    hello  my  darlings  !  i'm  back  again  with  this  JOEY  TRIBBIANI  wannabe !  to  sum  him  up,  he's  a  bit  of  a  VAGABOND  ;  aka  he  drifts  from  place  to  place,  job  to  job  without  any  REAL  PLAN.  born  in  barcelona  &  has  carried  the  sun-kissed  skin  and  freckles  with  him  ever  since.  here  for  a  GOOD  TIME  not  a  LONG  TIME,  boys  !  wears  his  heart  on  his  sleeve  for  all  to  see  -  but  no  heartbreak  or  rejection  keeps  him  down  for  long.  everything  is  sunshine  and  rainbows  for  this  dude.  LOVES  to  flirt  but  isn't  CARELESS  with  people's  hearts.  his  skills  include  GIVING  THE  BEST  BEAR  HUGS  &  SPEAKING  MORE  SHIT  THAN  ANY  OTHER  HUMAN  BEING.  how  long  he's  gonna  be  here  is  ?  UNKNOWN  (  except  i  know  ..  its  gonna  be  a  long  time  .  obviously  )  MORE BELOW THE CUT !