#pcrtysovcr

a firm believer in love at first sight and any and all romantic cliches, as soon as teddy had seen sabrina hart, he'd been mesmerized by her. anxiety pours into his system at the opportunity to actually meet face to face with her, but it’s not one he could pass up; neither personally or professionally. an appreciative smile had been thrown his friend’s way as he’d been introduced to her and he’d thanked his lucky stars that his two left feet hadn’t let him down for once. now alone with her; in a room that he doubted he’d ever be able to afford, the anxiety is yet to dissipate. teddy’s completely oblivious to the case of mistaken identity, desperate to sell the show he and his friends had worked tirelessly on, and to get to know the beautiful woman who’d captivated his attention as soon as he’d laid eyes on her. “sorry, i’ve never done this before...” he trails off, referring to making the pitch -- somewhat oblivious to what she might’ve interpreted his reasoning for following her to her room. / @pcrtysovcr​

“what if scully gets lonely? do you think she’s bored whenever we leave her alone? do you think we should get her a friend?”

being called into the director’s office was never a good thing in ryder’s eyes. he’d maybe been in their office, once his entire career and he sure enough didn’t like the way this conversation was going already. “sir.. i just..” he tried to interrupt before being scolded for speaking when talked to. long story short, ryder was being put in quantico as an undercover trainee at the fbi acadmy. this was somewhat — payback for ryder’s continuous reckless behavioral situations that has been happening for some time now, but he’d also wanted to learn more about some inappropriate conduct that had been rumored happening, and ryder was definitely an agent who’d find that out for him. the director thought, this could be a way of punishment but, also to remind ryder why he became an agent to begin with. it’d been a few hours before ryder had arrived at the academy, his eyes lingering at the familiar doors as he shook his head. “this is going to be a fucking nightmare.” he mumbled before heading to orientation. his main focus was to make sure he wasn’t blowing his cover, but also remaining focus as he promised he’d be. “this seat taken?” he asked the stranger before nodding over to the empty seat next to them. 

━━ 🤠┊GET TO KNOW THE RPER - RP RELATED.

          half way across campus, almost reaching his car, richard realizes he must’ve forgotten his phone in his office ( those god forsaken new age technologies be damned ). closing his eyes and taking an exasperated breath prior to turning around and retracing his steps, the professor tries not to think about how he could retrieved the item in no more than a couple of minutes if only the oblivious bystanders wouldn’t be absolutely stunned by someone running at 100mph. when his hand reaches for the handle and twists it open, the sense of a presence was already creeping up his neck before a swing of the door exposes cassandra. “miss o’riley ... were you looking for me?” the question is placed with a pair of furrowed brows to match. 

━━  🤠┊WHAT COLOUR DO I GIVE OFF.

davie huffs as he whips around the corner, his serving tray empty as he approaches the other. “ i need a break. ” he nods towards the back exit. he didn’t know what he was thinking when he took this summer country club job-- it was kinda fun, sure-- he got to flirt with rich girls from the city with the knowledge that he’ll never see them again. “ wanna chill for a second with me? ”