#pullumtendies

jaya was meant to be meeting a friend at hammond's pub for a fun night of dancing and drinking, they were running late though. so she was currently sat at the bar on her own, she’d already got herself a beer, she was people watching when someone sat down next to her, it wasn’t her friend, “sorry dude, that seat is taken. they aren’t here yet but i’ve already claimed it”. 

‘ NO , NO YOU HAVE IT ALL WRONG , I SWEAR ‘ a cold beer in hand , the other gesturing around the bar as if that held all of the answers they were looking for leaves an exasperated kenji with more to say , ‘ here , the thing with people is they’re all naturally trusting – it’s hope and all that bullshit for community , right ? but the thing is that we’re all hardwired to lie , it’s probably some evolutionary thing , like you know , the hair on the back of your neck that stands up ? ‘ he takes a sip of his beer with a finger held up , ‘ that’s why it’s better to play that game two truths and a lie with the unsuspecting , except make it one truth , two lies , that way when they catch you in one , they’re more likely to believe the other , and you always have some sugarcoated truth to back up on , i mean , it’s basically a con to get out of most things . trust me . ‘

it was early saturday morning, the world was quiet, syd was the only one awake, she’d woken up next to wyatt, again. they were meant to spending time apart to work on themselves and to think about things but that didn’t seem to be happening, she just couldn’t quiet let him go. sydney slips out of his bed, picking up her clothes from the night before, hoping that she could just sneak out and they wouldn’t have to have another awkward conversation. 

FINGERS BRUSH UP AGAINST BOOK BINDINGS as if the words scripted upon them would help her make a decision . too many choices , and she’s naturally terrible at making them when faced with so many options . the aisle she walks down is like a sea of filled with a school of fish , all looking the same , and yet completely , utterly different . the problem that she faces is whether she is the whale looking to swallow them all whole , or the fish hook waiting to catch the eye of just the right one . ‘ have you read this ? ‘ the title caught her eye and it seemed … fitting to life’s crisis , the bridge without a beginning , so she pulls it off the shelf to show it to the person standing next to her , ‘ honestly , i’ve never read anything with the author , so i need an honest opinion . ‘

they were meant to be on a working lunch break together but jaya had spent more time swiping through bumble than actually doing any work. "what do you think of him?" she asks, passing her phone over to tatiana, “i KNOW he’s a banker, so he’ll probably be an absolute wanker but he’s cute, right?”. 

caleb stood in jude's kitchen, he leans against her sink, messing around with an unlit cigarette. he needed to be at his managers office soon, he was meant to be at a meeting but he could be a little bit late, he was a rockstar, that’s what he did. looking up, he grins at the other, “i’ve got half an hour. wanna do something?” caleb asks. 

"you're coming out tonight right?" ryan asks the other, he was currently on his break and he was hanging out with chase. “i’ve got a set at sound factory” he carries on, taking a sip from a coffee, “but i reckon i could swing it, so you’re up in the booth with me”. the pair of them were unlikely friends, ryan never expected to be friends with a famous footballer but here he was, “it’ll be a laugh”. 

she was putting the finishing touches to her make up when she heard her doorbell go, maya makes her way downstairs. opening the front door, she can’t help but grin when she sees him, “evening!”