#fairfordstart

where: choose ur own adventure during the summer block bash

location: ink tattoo shop

Bella was fairly busy today but she preferred that way. There is nothing worse than being bored on job. She liked her job so much though. She always kind of knew what she wants to do once she get that opportunity.

She was sitting on the reception and doing some sketches. They were on her mind for a longer time now and she wanted to see how it is going to look on paper. She heard the bell but it didn’t stop her from sketching.

“Come on in, I’ll be with you in a minute.”

This event was above everything Grey have seen so far. Not only because it was in his area, it was definitely outstanding. Opal Club, of course, was a part of it. Decoration was absolute spot on and his employees were very good as well. As everything was under control, he decide to go out to have some stroll around.

He went to the food stand, more specifically, ice-cream one. Grey decided he won't drink that much tonight, so one ice-cream couldn't to harm. As he was turning around, he almost bump into somebody. That is the least thing he needs right now. Fortunately, his ice-cream didn't end up on the floor, or even worse, on his clothes.

"I apologize. I guess it is too crowdy at the moment that I don't even look where am I going."

Bennie couldn’t believe that it had only been two summers back home, enjoying the festival. Something like this was a stark reminder that the world keeps turning without you noticing, sometimes. Being in the thick of it was fun and everything, but sometimes it all felt like more of a distraction, than an experience. Dangling her feet over the dock, the tips of her toes barely grazing the water as it ebbed and flowed in the harbor, the sound of approaching footsteps stirred her from her reverie. “Well, I didn’t expect to see you this far from the crowd,” she teased in jest, though silently happy for the company. 

Asha sat on the stool in the hole-in-the-wall bar nursing her third glass of whiskey and coke. She'd lost track of how long she'd been there a while ago. And while, she wasn't exactly drunk yet, she was getting there. The last few weeks were finally catching up with her and she needed a breather. She hadn't even realized it but she had been running a marathon. It was one thing after another. Now, she was on her water break - exhausted. Gulping down the last of the brown liquor, Asha flagged down the waiter for another.

for: @fairfordstarters

"Happy fucking Thalloween, baby!" Thadd toasted (the decided compromise of both his and Tallulah's names, as distinguishing between the two had already begun to grow old), clinking his shot glass against the other's. What it was, where it'd come from, and how many he'd already had were all questions that were lost on him in the moment, but not the most pressing of the evening.

"Thanks for fucking coming. Here's to Thaddy Phantom and--shit, sorry, what are you supposed to be again?"