colter

avery: what?

avery: no that's not it AT ALL

colter: uh huh, and i've quit drinking and taken up matcha tea

colter: but i'll play along for now

tyler: would you though? tate and beau kind of killed it.

tyler: what you been up to out of town?

colter: i need to see some video evidence of them "killing" it or it didn't happen

colter: naca conference in atlanta

avery: i don't know

avery: the competition was pretty tough this year

colter: oh c'mon avery, you're breaking my heart here

colter: it's because tate won, ain't it

colter: everyone knows if i wasn't out of town i would have won the kayak race, hands down

@madison-starters

location: tatiana’s cafe

Coffee, coffee, and more coffee; no brew was strong enough to curb the pounding of war drums at her temples. Why the hell had she pulled an all-nighter over a case she would inevitably win? Was it for the satisfaction of once again running circles around the opposing side, or fear of failing and losing everything she’d invested with the growing firm? “How much coffee is too much coffee? Asking because I’ve had three cups and it’s not even ten AM. I have court in an hour and I swear to God, if I get challenged on a clear-cut custody battle, I just might get a contempt of court on myself.”

“guess it depends on how much you can drink before you have to take a piss,” colter responded obnoxiously, tapping his fingers around his cup. “you know, i always thought coffee addicted women were just somethin’ that the television made up but here i am in the presence of one. one of those strong, powerful women who get the job done in heels, as my sisters would say. i think i might be a little intimidated.”

full name: colter evan stansberry

age: thirty-two

birthday: december fifteenth

astrological sign: sagittarius

occupation: animal control

birthplace: madison, ga