#freeridge:start

“Shit.” Nathan’s voice came out harshly under his breath, getting drowned out by the usual buzz around the city, along with the clicking noises coming from the empty lighter he was holding up to the cigarette currently hanging off the corner of his lips. He shook his head in defeat and tossed it into the next trashcan he passed as his slow steps dragged him on . He wasn’t in a rush - work wouldn’t start for another few hours but for some reason he didn’t want to head back to his apartment just now. Some days he just couldn’t stand it, the emptiness of it with his few belongings all over the place in an organized mess. It was almost too small, too, even for him and with the bit of money he made there was no way for him to be able to decorate it and make a proper home out of it right now. With a deep sigh, Nathan reached for the cigarette to hold it between his fingers and clenched his jaw before approaching the next best person to hesitatingly speak up. “Hey! Uhm, sorry to bother you but - do you have a light for me by any chance? Mine kinda gave up, I guess…”

so, maybe stopping on his way to work to rescue a kitten wasn’t his most logical plan. however, when he’d seen the tiny kitten curled up behind the dumpster on his way, he hadn’t been able to stop himself from coming to a halt as he spent the next twenty minutes earning enough trust to pick him up. originally, he’d only wanted to save the little thing, the size of it making it apparent that it hadn’t eaten in a while, but he hadn’t considered what to do once he had it. he couldn’t have pets in his own apartment, after all. but, just as he began wondering what he was going to do, he felt someone’s shoulder gently brush him as they walked by him and he turned to start a conversation quickly before they were gone. 

after he'd served a few people he'd taken notice of the person's phone sitting near where the sugar and the stirrers were. thankfully now on a break he lifted it, knowing it must have been the last person to take a seat and he moved his way over because the last two people had just left quickly and he remembered the person’s face. 

Celine was not used to what she considered the small town vibes, she was a rich girl who got everything handed to her and now she was somewhere she didn’t even want to be finding a boy she didn’t want to but if she went back to the uk without him she would be in big trouble. “Can you point me to the closest restaurant. preferably somewhere nicer that doesn’t make you feel sick from sitting so close to someone” she said trying to take in this whole new world. the Model was ready to call it quits already and go home but had to try. 

Alexa had been living in Freeridge for a year and a half, but still felt like a complete newbie. It probably didn’t help that she usually kept herself cooped up in her apartment or sitting in the corner of the coffee shop with a nose in a book. Between those two things and teaching English at the local high school, she didn’t really do much else. That was why she decided it was time for a change.