Portbayrp Tag Updates

Her latest OR lasted longer than expected. Aura sighed as her stomach growled, her alarm didn’t work so she woke up late and with walking her dog she didn’t have time to eat breakfast. Fellow surgeons heard her stomach during the operation and they made fun of the youngest of the team. With a few spare minutes, she went to the nearest bar to order something. Standing in front of the menu she was loudly considering her options. “Pizza Pepperoni or maybe Hawaiian?”

Even the smell of coffee just out of the espresso machine wouldn’t help him be any less stressed than in the last few days. He was there, sitting at the table at the café, moving his fingers across his iPad trying to check on some old videos from previous auditions. He kept muttering to himself for the last ten minutes, and probably was making the people around him nervous because of his constant tapping on the table and somewhat nonsense in his mother language.

“Oh thank god it’s finished,” Mercedes said, leaning back on the chair, stretching. She’d been writing the article all day and nearly into the night, with small breaks reading a book or randomly looking up things to do for her nieces and nephews. Now all she wanted to do was get a drink somewhere and then maybe go home and fall into a deep sleep and never wake up, though she did have that tryout tomorrow, and thank god for her brother’s wife watching her cousins’ this time. “Drink or sleep…” she mused, thinking about it while clicking her teeth.”I think sleep is the right thing to do…”

“Will that be all?” Antonio questioned, as he looked over at the person sitting across from the bar. “Or should I open a tab for you?” It had been a busy night at the club, so he decided to give them a hand. Not that it mattered right now. His shipment wasn’t due until much later when the club was closed. So for the moment, all he had to do was this. Besides he didn’t mind helping out at all, this was his business outside from his father’s business. It was like actually his and none could take it from him. @pbtags

She was now aimlessly walking through the isles of the store to waste time, she literally had nothing better to do and had acquired all of the items she needed. Well, more like wanted her cart was a mixture of household necessities and selfish indulgences. Why did she have three mugs and a new throw pillow? She saw a mug for herself, then thought of her sister and decided to get a third in case either of them broke theirs. And the pillow, well the pillow was just too adorable to leave. She had finally reached her home, as she turned her key the sound of paper ripping followed by something shattering into a million pieces, her heart sunk to her gut, “Fuck!”

“It’s fine! I’m fine.” Molly pressed a paper towel over the small incision on her finger –hell, incision was too strong of a word. She’d pricked herself with a rose thorn. It wasn’t anything major. “Seriously, it’s not bleeding too bad. –Do you have a bandaid on you?”

“You know work too much when you make a run to the store to get a few things and you forget it’s your day off and start approaching other customers and ask if they’re finding everything okay. It took a few minutes before I realized why I was getting weird looks. Possibly the most embarrassing thing to happen to me in a while. Minus last week when I sat on a kid’s melted cherry icee and it got on my khakis– you can guess what that looked like.”

Deciding she needed to walk off the double hamburger she ate, Teagan wandered around town,popping into shops with cute trinkets and record stores to pretentiously buy vinyls. It was a nice way to get the only workout she would ever do, and retail therapy was always an added bonus. When her feet lead her to an open market of sorts, Teagan saw it as the perfect opportunity to get a lot for a little and maybe even pretend to be a healthy, functioning adult by getting organic fruit.

“How early do you think is too early to retire? Because honestly I’m about ready to spend the rest of my days smoking on a rocker on my porch and eat dinner at like..4:30pm.” @pbtags

“Isn’t he just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?” Hayat was practically squealing as she swiped through photos of her brand new nephew. “Honestly, I’m amazed I managed to leave the hospital without being escorted out for overstaying my welcome.” A sigh escaped her as she stared at her phone screen with obvious fondness. “I want like eleven.”