#nathan001

The minute the lounge had opened, Madisyn had been a regular customer. Harlem St. Cafe was everything she was looking for; great ambience, fun drinks, entertainment and bartenders who weren’t total assholes to her. It was a place that respected its patronage, and thus Madi found herself there more often than not. At some point in her visits, she had become acquainted with the owner, Nate Crane, who seemed more like someone who belonged in a gangster movie than a small town in Illinois, but she decided that the mystery was what increased his attractiveness, so tried not to pry on his reasoning behind living in Blue Harbor. And, well, he seemed to enjoy her being there, letting her talk about whatever she wanted in the moment.

She had found herself in the cabaret bar due to wanting a respite from the Halloween shenanigans happening in the rest of the town, finding herself sorely disappointed in being ambushed with spooky decor; no matter how tasteful it was. “Ugh, the one place I was expecting it not to be…festive.” She grumbled as she made her way to her usual seat, nodding over at Nathan as she did so, not expecting to see him, but glad anyway. “You, like, definitely don’t strike me as the type to celebrate Halloween.”

location: high school

The last place that Tori ever thought she would be again was the high school in Iron River. After graduation she had sworn to herself that she would never set foot in this place again and yet things change. She wasn’t the same person she was back then. She had changed and matured. After four years of being on top and putting on a fake front she could finally be herself. And now that her parents needed her, she was learning how to be her true self in her hometown.

One way she was doing that was by helping with the photography club at the school. The old Tori wouldn’t be caught dead doing any type of volunteer work but now she was finding that it was something she really enjoyed. Leading a group of students outside, she watched as they spread out to start their project. Spotting the football team out on the field, she made her way over to watch. “Hope my students aren’t getting in the way of your practice,” she said to the coach.

RECIPIENT ADDRESS:

Nathan Crane ( @nathancrvne ) Harlem St. Cafe Blue Harbor Illinois

RETURN ADDRESS:

CJ Ono-Welford Apartment 3 Caffelicious Coffee Shop Blue Harbor Illinois

Hi again Mr Crane, its me CJ but I think you know that by now!

I saw in the paper that your looking for entrenaier enterainers entertainers at the club and I think Im pretty enter tain ing !!!

I can do tricks on my board OBVIOUSLY and also dance and moon walk and also rap but only Eminem and only on karryokie karaoke at Mic Drop. Do you think thered let you borow there set up for my set?

Would I need to awdishon audition or is it a done deal because were like friends?

Cant wait to here from you dude!

Lots of love,

after the date

Chegando em casa, sentia que precisava de um banho antes de poder repousar a cabeça no travesseiro e pensar em tudo o que viu, ouviu, conversou, descobriu. Tentava ser silenciosa para não acordar o restante da casa, que dormia tranquilamente. Acabava de sair do banheiro, ainda enrolada na toalha, percebendo que havia esquecido de pegar o pijama. Caminhando na pontinha dos pés, foi até o quarto e pegou a roupa, voltando para o banheiro. Tão concentrada em não fazer barulho, acabou não reparando que já tinha alguém do lado de fora, esbarrando na outra pessoa e quase indo ao chão. Segurou a toalha, a outra mão apoiada na parede, cobriu a boca depois para conter o riso. Foi para fora do quarto, fechando a porta atrás de si.   “ ━━ Perdón, perdón! Não vi que tinha alguém aqui. ━━ ”   Respondeu, sussurrando, misturando os idioma.   “ ━━ Você é o Nathan, certo? Também estava no date. Acho que ainda não nos falamos. Eu sou a Amelia. Péssima maneira de conhecer alguém, me desculpe. ━━ ”   Lamentou, envergonhada.

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