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“It’s not nothing. Maybe I’ll just write about you— the partyholic who never leaves me alone. Don’t say that, why do you always have to be so rude?”
“If you insist on writing about me, I couldn’t say no. I know how fuckin’ fascinating you find me, Di. Don’t say I’m fascinating or that he’s a. fuckin’ creep?”
“More than possible— it’s truth.” Words were still in a joking manner, shooting Ryan a smug look as he rolled his eyes at him. “Fuck sake, six months away and you’re still a little asshole.” Despite the small glare that was given to his friend, he pulled his wallet from the back of his pocket. “C’mon then, you little seagull. Yeah, you’ve been puttin’ weird shit in people’s coffee.”
“Six months away and you’re still an idiot for being fuckin’ surprised, Rocky. Hey, I don’t put anything in anyone’s coffee-- well, if they’re a good tipper anyway. Dude came in and order like a hundred fuckin’ bucks worth of shit and didn’t fuckin’ tip. One, how the fuck do you spend that much money at Buskin’s and two, you better fuckin’ believe I spit in his coffee the next fuckin’ day. Asshole.”
“I know. I know he’s back and for that I’m thankful for and you answered the door… I only ever said that jokingly because I am a small scrappy woman who would’ve kicked your ass growing up if I had half the heart to but your family” She jested with a smile meaning no insult to the younger Darius knowing she cared about him like she cared about his brother or sister. They were family even if somewhere along the lines JD had decided she wasn’t good enough to keep after everything. “That’s what I wanted to talk to her about. Your brother. You don’t have to invite me in but I would would rather not sit in my car any longer. There won’t be any trouble from me I just wanted to talk her.”
“You mean, you would’ve tried,” he quipped slightly, uncertain of what to make of this entire situation before clearing his throat. “Right...look, uh, not gonna fuckin’ make you wait in the car, Janey-- if Finn invited you...I can respect that, yeah? I think she’ll be back in like twenty minutes. So you can come in if you want or I don’t know if you wanna come back? Up to you.”
“Shit--” Ryan swore as he knocked into another individual, catching their arm before they-- she was knocked over. “Shit. Sorry Sav, that was on me,” he apologized sincerely, tucking the book he’d been reading and walking with under his arm before releasing hers. The werewolf pulled one of his earbuds out, Schubert streaming subtly from it as he nodded at the small building model in her hands, “it’s okay?” @xhwitchy
“Look, I know you don’t fuckin’ care for it but...thanks, Fee...I don’t know what I’d--” what they’d have done if Jordan hadn’t been found. Or he’d been found the worse way possible. So he nodded at the younger werewolf, more grateful than she could know. “Just...thanks.” @o-fee-lia
“Pretty sure you’re wrong. Lady drink, my ass. It’s fuckin’ bourbon so shut the fuck up. Where’d’you wanna go?”
“Don’t get so defensive, Drake, you can have all the lady drinks you fuckin’ want-- I won’t judge you any more than I already fuckin’ do. Bloodhound’s closest.”
“A long while— I’m the manager now, they don’t give me tips anymore.”
“Well then whoever the fuck was at the bar last night fuckin’ lied-- said you’d get the money.” They could’ve honestly said they were the PM or the Queen and Ryan wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference for how wasted he’d been.
“Discount? Sure why the hell not. You’re my favorite shit talker so that’s gotta count for something” Dom laughed. “ No I haven’t seen it, but that’s probably cause it’s not real. Yes you can. Oh I definitely will after this”
“Thank you, thank you,” he said, taking a mock bow, “I’ll be holding you to that, Dom, you know I will. Thanks, you’re so generous. Being nice and giving but only if you get something in return-- real saint over here.”
“No, you weren’t. We both know this. But I’m gonna steal your bank card. I already know your PIN. You say it out loud when you’re getting cash out. Rookie mistake.” He pushed Ryan out onto the street and in the vague direction of home instead of the next bar, knowing exactly how Ryan was. “You don’t put out, you don’t call me in the morning, you can only trade on your looks so long.”
“Fuck you, Sherwood-- I’ll just change the PIN and it’ll be a piece of plastic to you then.” He flipped him off when Dex shoved him, rolling his eyes, “you’re a dick-- look, I just want a drink, that’s all, haven’t had one since like...yesterday, yeah? I’m basically sober right now,” his bloodshot eyes said differently. “Look, I’ll even fuckin’ let you put your drink on my tab, man, because I’m not a dick.”
“Ryan, you’re something else. It’s.. complicated. I guess a long ass day at work ties into that, but I’ll build a bridge and get over what’s happening. Yourself?”
“I’m just saying what everyone’s thinking, Knight. Why don’t you build a fuckin’ bridge at the Bloodhound.”
“Eventually is always the best way for everything ok? Seriously. Weekends were meant for living it up, and I haven’t had a day off from mommy mode or work mode in a few days. We know my self-restraint is trash. Of course I am for my favorite guy.”
“Aren’t there like nannies to take care of your kid? Wait-- do you have a hot nanny, Bex? To Tequilla Mockinbird we fuckin’ go then-- you’re buying, right?”
“Something like that.” His hand reached out to take hold of his own drink, placing the bottle against his lips. His head was all out of sorts, and he wasn’t certain drinking was the best idea, but he didn’t particularly care either.
“To being fucked in the head then, welcome to the club, Dubois.”
“The suit is required, unfortunately, but really, I don’t want to inconvenience you like that. Oh no, not at all, you know how immortals tend to get bored, he and I just like to play tricks on each other from to time– just harmless pranks really.”
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“Well, maybe you won’t require it after you see how well I do, man. I mean, I wouldn’t fuckin’ prefer working for a leach but you pay well, don’t you? And if you were being serious about trying the booze, bet that’s compensation in itself. Right, you guys can do whatever the hell you want forever and you pick pranks? Nice.”
“See I know that story’s bullshit because you don’t actually go to work.”
“C’mon, Shels, I thought we don’t call each other out on shit.”
Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.
4. Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 5. Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension.
7. Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time.
9. Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence.
12. Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13. Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty.
15. Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit. 16. Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention. 17. Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation. 18. Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness. 19. Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence. 20. Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority. 21. Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness. 22: Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance. 23. Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity. 24. Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt. 25: Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility.
27: Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest. 28. Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune.
30. Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection.
32. Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system.
34: Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive.
37: Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly.
40: Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft. 41: Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings.
43: Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing.
45: Sceptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations. 46: Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness. 47: Gossiping: divulging personal information about others. 48: Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct.
