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For someone so wholly grumpy, Jack had a hard time minding his own business. As he swung a leg over his bike only to hear someone shout 'are you serious', the man immediately paused and turned his entire torso toward the commotion. At a table in front of the cafe next to his gym, Jack saw a flustered woman walking away from a drink-soaked man. He didn't know either of them and didn't want to read into it, but the man was getting up and storming towards the girl. Reaching behind himself, he grabbed his spare helmet and held it out to her. "Incoming angry guy. Need a lift?" If she said no, then at least he could smack the guy on the head with it if he tried to grab this young woman that clearly wanted nothing to do with him.

mason didnt like spending much time with his family. they all had terrible intentions between the things they did. sure mason knew the mafia family had to make tough choices here and there but sometimes he felt like his family deliberately did shit to hurt people. though it was a night they were having a small gathering with dinner and music and mason’s presence was requested. as the night progressed he had drink after drink and his eyes couldnt move away from her. she was stunning and he wasnt sure how on earth his little brother landed someone as gorgeous and smart as she was. pushing himself off the doorframe he had made his way over to her when he had noticed she was all alone. “i see mark left you alone for the sharks huh?” he questioned. 

Asher didn’t go to college — but goddamn it, did he love it. How could he not when he got to reap all the benefits? Partying with frat boys, flirting with all the sorority girls, and hitting up the bars... it was paradise on earth. His band started to play in more college towns to start getting more recognition. While everyone else was off studying, he was writing new music with the rest of his bandmates. It was the best of both worlds, getting to work and play on his music and party like there was no tomorrow at least four nights a week. Everything was great, until the holidays came around and campus became a ghost town. Asher didn’t have any family except his older sister who was stuck to her boyfriend’s hip. He’d spend time with them out of obligation, but when an invitation came from one of his college buddies to go home with him for a couple of weeks, Asher didn’t think twice about it. 

All his belongings could fit in a duffle bag — that’s exactly what he shoved into his friend’s backseat as they made their way back to his hometown for the next 12 days. The man was used to crashing on a couch, so the fact that there was an extra guest bedroom was an offer that he couldn’t pass. Asher crashed straight asleep for most of the ride, but once he was woken up he could hardly believe where he was.

As soon as he saw Davina enter the kitchen, Daniel wanted to pull her in and embrace her. Of course he didn’t because they weren’t on the greatest of terms, far from where they had been, perhaps even farther, still dealing from the fallout… He’d asked her not to bring Olivia, because he didn’t want his little girl to see him, not when he was going through an episode, triggered by yet another veteran, a good friend of theirs, making the unthinkable decision to end their own life. The disturbing news hit Daniel like a freight train. “It’s been 24 hours. Haven’t slept. I can’t eat.” It wasn’t even ten in the morning, and he was already almost finished with a large pack of beers.

The brunette took a quick glance towards the TV just because she noticed it was on, and didn’t really pay attention to what was on it. His reaction was the same as when she realized it would be in fact the best for them to go. “Yeah, I was thinking the same. Grab a bite, share a few words with neighbors and leave as soon as we can. Definitively don’t want to stay for too long, because they will probably ask us a lot of questions that we don’t feel like answering.”Allison said with a sigh as she placed the grocery bag down onto the counter. “--- But maybe they are the kind who like to talk about themselves... which would probably be tiring, but better for us.”she mentioned with a shrug. “It’s Meghan. And you’re Adrian. We’ve been together for five years, married for one. No kids and don’t plan any soon because we are focused on our careers right now. Moved to the suburbs because we got tired of the fast city life and needed some peace and quiet.”Allison mused, basically repeating the words the agent told them when they first met. “--- You remember what you do, Patrick?”she asked, feeling comfortable to call him by his real name when they were in the safety of the home they lived in now.