#chascwilliams

"here, take it." layla holds out one of the two shot glasses she'd purchased for chase, before pulling over the stout bottle of salt and small glass of limes. "if i'm going to survive the night in these shoes i need to not be able to feel my feet." the thin gold high heels with rope that wrapped around her ankles was probably a poor choice, but she could just turn up to the ball in sneakers of cowgirl boots. well, potentially the latter if she tried hard enough on the outfit. "how've you been? it feels like ages since we last caught up."

Location: Aurora Bay Hospital

Trigger Warning: Car Accident & Hospitalization

Thinking that she had recomposed herself after her blow up with Chase, practically over air, Fia had walked back into Sharky's only to spot him chatting up with Fembot.

where: legoland

"Colt. Colton." Now he's serious, enough so that his son actually did look back over his shoulder at him to listen to what he says despite wanting to take in every inch of his surroundings.

"I said you can go ahead a little bit, but only where I can see you, slow it down." Dallas tells him, knowing his boy well enough by now to know when his pace was indicating that he was primed and ready to race off ahead if he saw something interesting enough. When Colton nodded and said okay, Dallas looked to his best friend beside him who's pace he was matching as they strolled.

who: @chascwilliams

now pitstop wasn't part of the festival, in fact jude ideally wanted to keep the tourists out of his way for as long as possible. but standing outside of his mechanic shop, it felt a bit.... bare. like he was the grumpy neighbour that refused to put out candy for the kids on halloween — the spring festival grinch. so after a few hours of deliberation, jude made the decision to go to the shops to buy a few potted flowers, that matched the red highlights of the shops interior. he places them near the entrench against the roller door, against the brick wall and stands back. "this looks like im at least somewhat trying to participate, right?" he groaned to who he assumes is a customer coming up to the shop.

Location: Chase's Home

Three days. Three days and her whole life changed for better and worst. Ironic considering that's a part of the whole marital vows. Chase was unlike anyone she'd ever met in her life. He was confident and sweet. Had a way of listening to her and challenging her frameworks in the most caring of ways. They were in a bubble of sorts and were attached at the hip. It was an easy decision to run down the aisle at two in the morning with the man. However, she woke up to him sound asleep next to her a few hours later and nothing but dread consumed her. Fia's immediate reaction? Flee. So she did and she cut all communications with him and his friends. Demanding her friends to do the same. They did and she moved on with her life.

That was until someone came around snooping for answers they had no right too. Now she was here to warn him and also give him the freedom to decide what he'd wanted to do. Fia was still unsure. Who's to say they couldn't pick up where they left off. As far as she was aware he was this football star some girls were trying to throw their panties at. It took a couple of days and some bribes with soccer tickets, but she eventually found his home. Walking up to the front door, she rang the doorbell feeling ever so lightheaded. At the sight of him opening the door she damn near passed out. "Hi," she muttered tossing up a small wave. "I can bet I'm the last person you expected to see today. Do you have a second to chat?" Fi asked nervously, twiddling her fingers. Damn did he look good. Like really good.

Location: Tejas Cantina

Fia had to know how Chase wished to proceed. She was maxing out her stay in town and she needed to decide what her plan of action was. Her mind had constantly been on replay. There was no denying their chemistry and Fia truly couldn't imagine living her life without him any further, especially considering the way in which they reconnected. That magnetic pull towards him was indescribable and it went to show considering how she got butterflies at him walking down. "Hey! she smiled. They had texted intermittently since then, but both their schedules and the fact the town was burning interfered with them reconnecting, sooner than she would have like. "You look good. How's your day been?"

who: @chascwilliams

"hey you" layla calls out with a smile, walking a few paces behind her familiar patron. it was different seeing people out and about in the world when your usual access to them and their lvies was divided by a bartop. "never pegged you for a flower kind of man." she teases, adjusting the strap of the bag hanging off her shoulder, and meeting his stride.