#tvngledthreads

     it was normal for kendall to live out his life at a rather fast pace. it was all an attempt to keep up with how the world was constantly changing around him, even in a town like this. he was able to remotely conduct business with the help of his trusty laptop. he had popped out of his home office for a few moments before he realized there was one missed call on his phone. it was one of his company’s shareholders. a call that he definitely shouldn’t have missed. a sigh of frustration passed the man’s lips as he ran his fingers through his hair, debating rushing home or returning the call presently to see what was needed of him. he was staring at the screen of his phone with a borderline blank expression upon his face. his thumb hovered over the call button before he felt a body suddenly collide into him, blinking in surprise. his gaze flickered upward to take notice of the man who had unexpectedly bumped into him. “oh shit, sorry man.” even though it wasn’t exactly his fault, he was used to apologizing for mistakes that weren’t his own. besides, he hadn’t exactly been paying attention to begin with.

“if i don’t become a star by 35, i’m gonna become a serial killer.”

“move, your ass is in my face.”

“i think you’ve been lacking in the sleep department.”

     nate’s back rested up against the wall behind him, scrolling through his phone as he waited for one of his friends to finish cleaning up in the locker room. he felt far too uncomfortable sitting around in the locker room when he was already dressed, unlike his fellow teammates who lingered around for far too long. he ran his fingers through his hair, bringing him back to reality before he could lose himself in his thoughts. though there was something else that made him feel a bit strange, a brow arching as his gaze flickered up from his phone. he noticed that there was a blonde standing not too far from him, glaring at him. if looks could kill, he would have definitely dropped dead right there and then. Had he done something to anger her? no, he would have remembered meeting someone who looked like her. “what’s up, sailor moon? why are you giving me that look?” he couldn’t just let it slide without inquiring any further. “do you need something?” he took a daring step toward her, almost as an intimidation tactic.