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It had been a simple text, nothing out of the ordinary, a simple “meet me here” and nothing more. In the spot where Sabrina would arrive, she would find no sign of Cardelle, that the Mackie had even been there, until she looked closer, a small nook in the wall with a slip of paper sticking from it. When opened it read:

Brina,

You’re the smartest one of us so I’m pretty sure you can figure most of this out without me having to say it. And I couldn’t say it, not to your face anyway, not without crying.

Just know that I’m okay, and I will be okay. I’m going to find us somewhere safe, somewhere for me, you, Rory and Bram. We might all be far apart now, but we won’t be forever. There’s something else I hid with this note, you can give it back to me when we’re reconnected. Like we always do.

Love you Bri. Stay safe. Stay smart.

Card

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Sabrina’s fingers found the hidden item easily, the card she had personally repaired times over and hid many times in their day. There are tears that fall without her even knowing until tears stain the ace. Quickly there was a sniffle, wiping eyes free of salt and sorrow. She tucks the card not in the satchel but plucks open a shirt to seamlessly pop it by her heart before departing to find a safe place to cry a little more knowing this was not a goodbye forever but a farewell until they met again whenever that would be.

#submission #last part i added on knowing exactly what it was #not crying nope

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thedaniel-wright​:

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“Right. Which is a quality and a skill not many people have -hence why it might be a smart idea to keep you safe.” His speech seemed a bit more defused at the end as he turned to reach for the bag of candy. A fun, unexpected surprise, actually. He did love candy. “..any of gummy bears? OH! What about those bitter suggary thingies?” the scout practically jumped with excitement, already digging into the selection. It took a second to notice her reaction but it was difficult to miss once he looked up. It was true: things had been real quiet lately.. and he could relate to the way it seemed to make her feel. “..it’s hard not to feel like you’re stuck on a loop, huh? I mean, it’s nice..but it’s also not.” Daniel frowned but it didn’t last, being glad she’d been in the area to pick him up, after all. “..thanks, Sabrina. It’s actually been a minute since you and I last hung out, huh?”

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Chuckling, eyes did momentarily shift to the bag they would normally slap hands away from knowing it was quietly a major milestone in her own personal development that she allowed someone to breach its seal and go digging around. There was no fear Daniel would steal anything that wasn't offered to him and he knew better than to dig too deep or ask questions on this or that sample wise. "Bitter sugar thingies? Not even sure what those are but I do have a packet of gummies that were meant for the little kids getting their check ups in the med bay but suppose a big kid can get them too" Brina breathed with a soft sigh. "It is hard, feeling like my wheels are spinning but things are going nowhere. My experiments are stalled for the time being, people are leaving and here I am not having made the changes I wanted to see knowing there is more to the climb in effort to make changes. Its super lonely though, family being all but gone, alive and yet far enough away not to be close enough to see every day. It makes me wonder what I am doing with my life- where I see a future that was never clearly defined or possible before suddenly hanging by a thread. I just rambled and made it awkward, Daniel." Brina shook her head " I would like us to hang out more. Don't have too many people left to cook for so we should do dinner some time"

#interaction : sabrina #ft. daniel

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thedaniel-wright​:

Daniel hadn’t had a one on one time with Sabrina in what felt like a very long time. Sure, they did see each other in passing, but conversation had always stayed on a superficial level and he honestly missed it. So..even though this did not technically qualify as the right circumstances, the scout was happy to see her pull over, nearing her vehicle with both hands in his pockets. Gabe had already left..and all he had was a backpack. “..you know, you might get lucky. I wasn’t really taught that lesson as a kid. More of the uh..gun wielding, finding secure stash spots..kinda stuff.” the male chuckled, eyebrow perking at the mention of candy, and nodded before pulling himself to the passenger’s seat. Then, it was time for seatbelt. “You weren’t too busy, were you? I’ve been rescued more times than I can count this year..doesn’t look good.”

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“We have the same education then it seems though the family would prefer me not to play with guns. I am a fairly decent shot - better at keeping people in one piece opposed to blowing them apart. Candy is in the bag - don’t go fishing around too much something might bite you in there.” Brina commented with a light chuckle watching the scout follow the standard process of entering a car. Frankly if he wouldn’t put that seat belt on the car would not have moved.  Safety first even if there was a potential of fleeing for ones life involved. At his comment, Brina took a deep breath, quiet for the first few moments of starting u the vehicle again to set off. There was a proper way to phrase things after all ‘It’s been quieter. Surprised to say it actually been slow but I’ve been busy with other things. Thought I could be one more to save your ass in a small way. As long as you’re still kicking that's good enough for me, Daniel”

#interaction : sabrina #ft. daniel

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location: somewhere

ft. brina & cardelle

It was hard to stand by the decision that was made, to stick with Axel's reasoning for expelling Cardelle. Logically it was sound but it was lonelier than the medic had believed before. Places where Sabrina would hide playing cards would have them stuck in the cracks days later, weeks even. Bram was far away as well in a territory while Brina had access to it and knew many wolves who would look out for her it was harder and harder to make that trip. Rory... Brina still felt her twin but the connection grew fainter each day knowing plans were shot to hell to get her back and an entirely knew one was still in the planning stages for the brilliant mind that missed the other half of themselves. Card though not having him there did hit the worst when she was particularly lonely, void of sleep and reluctant to dream from the monsters that still lived there. She supported her leader, her friend Axel who needed a clear head with him, a voice of reason but the refuge felt lonely - less and less like home without her family. Truthfully, Brina was living in some semblance of the deepest fear she always had of being the last mackie left alive never knowing when it would be reality. This meeting was dangerous but it was needed to do the things a sister always did and that was look out and protect brother's who would say they never needed it but always would aware of that or not. "Hello big brother, I can't stay long but I miss you. Have you been eating - are you alright? I couldn’t come before but I needed to see your face"

#interaction : sabrina #ft. card #let me know if this is okay

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location: somewhere

ft. brina, daniel and a motor vehicle

The satchel and the over stuffed journal written in a mind boggling code only Brina understood stuffed in that same satchel with other items important to their main occupation rode along on the passenger seat. Brina had picked up the vehicle with no issue and made the trek to pick up the scout. She hoped he was still breathing and relatively uninjured. The van smelled like it always did, like the city, like sweat and whatever stained the carpet. Brina moved her satchel to clear the passenger seat once she spotted Daniel, rolling down the window. “Is this where I give you some corny line not to get in cars with strangers big man? I do have candy though, made brittle and popped it in a tin. Ready to go?”

#interactions : sabrina #ft. daniel

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kristenxparrish​:

Blow up my inbox.

kristenxparrish‌:

bikerwolfchip‌:

Would you rather.

Fuck, kill or marry

This or that

Personal questions

Random questions

Advice

Anonymous secrets

Anything you want!

#do the thing #a wild eden darts away to plot

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oftragxdy​:

A wide smile spread across his lips. “At least you’re a cute lizard. Though, I’d be curious to see if you could grow scales like the Merfolk can.” He teased before blowing gently at the hot liquid in the mug. He then took a sip, slightly burning his tongue in the process. “I don’t need either. I’ll just drink it like this.” He enjoyed hot, black coffee. It woke him up in more ways than one. “How have you been, Sabrina? Fairing well, I hope.”

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“You say this now when you haven’t seen me wake up in the morning. I do look genuinely look frightening.” She shook her head giving another small sigh “I would warn you not to burn your tongue but we survive on the same stuff. Me..” It was still hard to talk rather personally because Brina did not share those things but it was a safe space “Worried always. Things keep me up at night I still haven’t been able to get over since I was a child and with the state of my family I am increasingly worried I might be the last of them. Worried about us - our family here. Told you I would always be honest with you so fairly well - normal for me. What about you? Sleeping well or should I plan for two cups of coffee always?”

#ft. axel #interaction : sabrina

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oftragxdy​:

“Yes, I would. Please.” He offered her a smile as he held his hands out to take the mug from her. “Ouch.” He chuckled as he set it down on the desk. “How did you hold that in your hands for so long and not get burned?” 

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“Practice. Even with gloves you get used to the heat when you cook or lab work - perhaps I’m secretly a lizard and need the warmth. Give me a heat lamp, food and a couple of rocks we’re set” She teased mirroring the smiled shaking her head. Were morning talks over the coffee going to be a thing? It was the spot of calm Brina could use short of inventing an alterative dimension which to be honest if one were to do it Sabrina would need to brush up on her quantum physics. “Its more likely that I have pounded this back so much in my life I’m just simply used to it. Did you want cream or a couple cubes of ice? Cool it down?”

#ft. axel #interaction : sabrina

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deathbeckons​:

when she was late, he didn’t want to go and look for her. not because he didn’t want to go for a meal like they’d agreed, but because he knew where she’d be and he hated being in that room, with all the drugs. especially the fucking oxy. still, it got to the point where jack was worried about her, and so he had no choice. he stood in the door watching her for a few moments before she noticed his presence, and it didn’t take a genius to work out why she was late. brina was trying to figure out what was missing. he supposed he should’ve left a note. “nothing’s missing, brina. i jimmied the lock, but i didn’t take anything. i should’ve left a note so you didn’t waste your time.” thankfully asher had been in the right place at the right time, and stopped him from giving into his demons. “let’s be honest, your next point of call would’ve been me or axel, so i save axel a headache by telling you now. i can help you find a new lock, and then i can attempt to cook instead? can’t promise that you’ll escape without food poisoning though.” 

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When Jack's statement reached her a mind was half convinced to start rambling off before the impact of the statement hit her. Jack admitted to being the one to have tampered with the lock but was at the least forthright in explaining that he had not taken anything. There was no blind trust there to accept what he said purely because Jack had made such a statement but she knew him. The mackie trusted him because through the hell of it all and from experience he had no reasons to lie to her. It was a saddening moment to know he had been tempted but that he stopped himself was the thing. Concern though washed over her when Axel's name was mentioned knowing if he needed something he could've asked - something about that didn't fully settle well. The feeling was akin to a slight stomach ache, a gnawing feeling in the pit of her but knowing Brina that could also be the hunger talking. "A new lock? Jack I would appreciate that a great deal. On the cooking front-" Brina spoke again putting the inventory back into the correct places she put things "-we could cook together. Something simple with little chance of food poisoning. We've got to have a fully functioning medic at all times and with our luck this would be the time we'd need one. I love you though for the offer. It's not often people offer that at all its usually me taking care of well everyone"

#ft. jack #interaction : sabrina

[magnusetdona]

𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

basically i was looking over the protective prompts and the hero prompts and it hit me that like. the unbridled angst and vibes of the whole “post-battle” scene, or a scene set after an attack or a disaster or smth, needs to be ADDRESSED!!! and so y’all get the full weight of my angst today, sprinkled with a lot of teamwork and selfless and sacrificing vibes. i hope you enjoy! do NOT add further contributions to this list!!! i will curse your potato crops!!!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ can you hear me? hey… [NAME], can you hear my voice? “

“ come on… wake up. please… please wake up… “

“ oh! oh, thank god! i thought we lost you… “

“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand? “

“ go, go! save yourself! i’ll buy you some time! “

“ we both know i’m not walking out of this one. it’s okay, alright? it’s okay… just… do me a favor, will you? will you make them pay for this? i don’t care how. but… don’t let them get away with it. “

“ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “

“ hey, look at me. i’m slowing you down, we both know it. it’s okay. i’ll hide and wait for back-up; you get yourself out of here. “

“ you’re gonna need to climb up on my back, you’re slowing us down with that injury. “

“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “

“ what the hell are you doing here?! i told you to get out of here! “

“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “

“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “

“ hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? you die in my arms, and i’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise! “

“ i know we almost died just now, but… am i the only one who’s hungry? “

“ we need to get you to a hospital… “

“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “

“ quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind. “

“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “

“ look at me… i’m not gonna make it. it’s okay, i’m fine with that. but… you can’t stay here. you’ve got a good long life ahead of you. and you’re smart, too; too smart to wait around here and waste that long life. so you get out of here, and you go live that life. live it for both of us. will you promise me you’ll do that? “

“ back-up isn’t coming. is it? we’re on our own, right? “

“ can’t sleep, huh? it’s okay. it’s probably all that adrenaline and shock; i can’t sleep, either. wanna keep each other company? “

“ i don’t give two shits about the back-up; i’m just happy you’re alive. “

ACTION PROMPTS.

as always, add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles!

[ CARRY ]:     having found the receiver in an injured/weak/unconscious state, the sender carries them in their arms to safety.

[ TILT ]:     the sender gently tilts the receiver’s chin up so that they can check to see if they’re okay.

[ PULL ]:     sender takes the fallen receiver’s hands and carefully pulls them up so that they’re standing once more.

[ WAIST ]:     sender, while physically supporting and steadying the receiver, loops an arm around their waist for extra support.

[ BACK ]:     sender crouches down slightly to let the wounded receiver climb on their back, giving them a piggy-back ride to safety afterwards.

[ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.

[ TEND ]:     sender begins to care for the receiver’s injuries.

[ LEAN ]:     the wounded sender leans against the receiver for physical support.

[ SUPPORT ]:     the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support.

[ PUSH ]:     the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.

[ COAT ]:     sender removes their jacket and drapes it around the shoulders of the trembling receiver.

[ BLANKET ]:     just as they’re all about to go to sleep, the sender covers the receiver with their own blanket.

[ AWAKE ]:     the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.

[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )

[ BANDAGE ]:     the sender sits down across from the receiver and begins to bandage their wounds.

[ DRAG ]:     unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.

[ TOUCH ]:     the sender nudges or touches the receiver to check and see if they’re alright after the attack.

[ CLEAN ]:     the sender gently and carefully begins to bathe the blood/soot/ash/dirt from the receiver’s skin during a moment of calm.

[ PRIORITY ]:     when they arrive at a designated safe place, the sender refuses to be examined or cared for until the receiver is taken care of first.

[ PROMISE ]:     before leaving to get help/food/water/a rescue mission etc, the sender assures and promises the receiver that they’ll return safely, refusing to bring them along or to stay behind.

[ BROKEN ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?

[ TRAPPED ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return from a mission, the receiver learns that the sender has been kidnapped or otherwise trapped, requiring a rescue mission to bring them home.

[ RESCUE ]:     the sender and receiver reunite after the sender embarked upon an infamously perilous rescue mission to save the receiver.

[ FOUND ]:     after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.

[ HOPE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope in ever finding the sender again, a message or clue of some kind is discovered that essentially guarantees that the sender is still alive, restoring the receiver’s hope once more.

[ CLING ]:     having finally been reunited, the sender pulls the receiver into a tight, overwhelmingly relieved embrace, clinging to them and burying their face in their shoulder. the whole deal. make it EMOTIONAL–

[ TEARS ]:     having finally found the receiver, or having finally been found by the receiver, the sender breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     knowing that the circumstances only allow one of them to survive, the sender sacrifices their life in order to guarantee the receiver’s survival and safety.

#ASK MEME

[magnusetdona]

🍺 what was your last sexual thought? and who was it about?

"My last sexual thought, I don't really think about sex a lot I mean-" Sabrina hiccupped, she was a little more than buzzed but not fully drunk but it was enough. She cradled the whiskey before gesturing towards a table. She pointed at it for a few seconds as if trying to grab the thought before it came out. "The other day I thought - there was a moment I wanted Axel to throw me on the table. Then I woke up entirely flustered into a meeting with the man. Drew daddy in the corner of my notes..." @oftragxdy

#tw nfsw #yep I said it #that's cause jack lives rent free in my head #🍺 + 1

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Send 🍺+ a question and my muse will answer drunk!

Bonus: For every question received, my muse will also get increasingly drunk.

[magnusetdona]

special delivery for @oftragxdy​

"Axel?" Sabrina breathed with a heavy sigh, coffee mug cradled in her hands. It was still pipping hot. She herself was tired and coffee kept her alive but this was not for her. "Would you like some coffee?”

#interaction : sabrina #ft. axel

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special delivery for @deathbeckons​

Sabrina gave a glance to her watch to check the time but truthfully she was only glancing at it out of habit. She told time from her phone or the clock on the wall but the wall clock had need of a change of batteries and her phone was on the exam table. Her medicine supply had been tampered with, nothing she was sure was removed but the lock had been jimmied. How she knew it was forced was a subject for an entirely separate conversation one of her elder brothers had taught the twins when they were practically babies. The mackie had had plans today to have dinner with Jack and it had been something she noticed as she was getting ready to close the infirmary for the night  and for her there was still time, she had twenty minutes to use. That twenty minutes was twenty minutes ago and Brina kept running up and down a list of medications she kept, supplies she had counted twice. "I think I can find a lock somewhere to close this up - I still have time -shit. I'm late." She grumbled turning around to see the familiar figure pressing a hand to her forehead to brush her hair back "Jack, I should've texted you - I'm so sorry. Something came up. I'm almost done here and we can still make it to grab that bite to eat they don't close for  -" She stared at her watch "They are closed. You can say it - you can say I am the worst"

#interaction : sabrina #ft. jack

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When was the last time you felt jealous? Why?

She'd been quiet, incredibly scarce - elusive would be the word but the refuge was quiet and Brina had found herself a great wingback chair she claimed as her own, reading a book. Another period of rest thwarted by another question. "Always. Its human nature to be jealous. In all seriousness though I'm consistently jealous of those who can sleep soundly. Jealous of those who can shut it off, power down - my nightmares are always there and my worry over the makeshift family we have here keeps me up. I just want to have one good sleep - a solid eight hours. I'm envious of bears, hibernation sounds pleasant"

#A WILD BRINA #answered : brina

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oftragxdy​:

somewhere in silver city

Axel kept his hands in his pockets as he walked through the streets of silver city. He knew that being outside the Refuge was not the wisest decision on his part, but he didn’t care. He needed to go on a walk to clear his mind. And he wasn’t alone; he had brought a Nephilim friend with him to help protect him. He had also calculated where he’d be the safest, which was the area where the Nephilim and Angel’s stayed. 

He knew he had a target on his back and honestly, it made him smile just thinking about it. His acting had worked and his plan had been flawless. Everything happened as expected and he was proud of himself for it. Though, he knew that not everyone was.

His fingers brushed against the two silveriron blades he kept in each pocket as he heard footsteps, other than those of the Nephilim, approach. He turned and glanced towards the figure. “I didn’t realize there would be another person taking a stroll through Silver City.” He smirked. “Had I known, I may have given you an invite.”

@calamitousstarters​

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"An invitation to walk, how formal. Should I wait for an engraved invitation to memorialize the occasion? Walks are all the rage, have been for oh forever but I really think it'll catch on with the younger generation" Sabrina mused giving a dry laugh to punctuate the statement she made that needed no return. Things were still in flux, a strange bit of chaos organizing a new home as Brina had yet to fully establish the medical unit with the others let alone fully take account of all her supplies that seemed scattered to this box or that box. There was a bit of mixed emotion within her when planning this encounter. Concern, Anger, Curiosity, Care. The mackie had sought to seek out her friend and commander to give a general report and see how he was concerned as always but there was still a quiet and ugly upset lingering there. It had taken everything within her not to hurl her phone in the Davenport Mansion at a wall when Lenn's life was almost forfeit but worry for both their safety, for everyone at the theater dwarfed that once what was done had been. The sarcasm was direct result of that mixture bubbling within. Taking a deep breath she advanced towards and began to match the stride of the commander. "You should have more than one Nephilim with you, at the rate you piss supernatural beings off a pair of guards would be wise."

#interaction : sabrina #ft axel

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shiverrinqs​:

𝙸𝙽𝚃  .  𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴,  𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃

status  ,   open   —   @calamitousstarters​

Rouge was typically his watering hole. Easy access, just a couple of floors down. Tonight, he was in the mood to try something new. He’d be stuck at the hotel come daybreak. He figured checking out the new bar around town would be a better option. He was picky about his liquor, which is how he ended up in Solace tonight. On his own, thankfully. But the place was quickly becoming a favorite for Fernando. It was discreet; as far as bars went, easy to blend the drinks, generous. In turn, it put him in a pretty damn good mood, Or as good of a mood as he was going to be in. Not even a week into his return, and he was already looking to cause a little mess. He wasn’t quite sure in what way yet. For the moment, he was enjoying his evening –or trying to.

“ What is this?” he asked, glaring pushing the glass back. “ Just single malt scotch, will you? he scoffed as the bartender ran off. “ Gone for less the century, and the place has already gone to shit. Should I take it as a bad omen?” 

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From the shadows, a hand curled out of the darkness proceeded by a devilish bit of laughter and Yvette emerged beside the vampire taking the drink the vampire refused. "Centuries, what is time to creatures like us but another things that passes along too quickly and then not slow enough. Calamity has like everything else always been falling apart. Do you have something against dry martinis?" She questioned, sipping slowly the drink she fished away from the bar that had been passed to him in error. "Fancy a game of pool young man?"

#small but idek here we go! #do the elderly know each other we have yet to decide #interactions : yvette #ft. fernando