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marley east

"all the girlfriends saying 'here we go again' - rich kid but he act like a gentleman"

0 · 403 views · located in Mountain Brook

a character in “More Sinned Against”, as played by BurningDark



age: eighteen
sexuality: pansexual
birthday: december fifth (sagittarius)
occupation: laying low
hexcode: #000000xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxamerican teenxx||xx robbersxx ||xx oakland

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moved to mountain brook to live with his aunt after both of his parents were arrested for various major crimes.
is a serial rulebreaker and trespasser
used to have a serious gambling addiction

✘ pigeons
✘ leather jackets
✘ ancient history
✘ formal events
✘ gambling
✘ adrenaline rushes
✘ silent films
✘ heights
✘ photography
✘ the big city
✘ bland foods
✘ his father
✘ the school system
✘ rules
✘ small town life
✘ guns
✘ rednecks
✘ herbal tea
✘ getting wet
✘ breaking promises

✘ incredible accuracy with
projectile weapons
✘ fantastic cheater
✘ knows a little bit of a lot of
languages, fluent in italianxxxx
✘ wide-open places
✘ being vulnerable
✘ forgetting - people, places, anything
✘ having no one
✘ the dark

we don't always say what we mean


xxxmarley blends right into a big city, but sticks out in a small town.
xxxhe's shorter than average, wiry and slender. if he didn't dress so well, he could be mistaken for a street rat in new york city, but in mountain brook, he's more eccentric. he wears a lot of darker colors, and can almost always be spotted with his trademark leather jacket. he has dark, curly hair and soft brown eyes, accompanied by a smattering of freckles across his cheeks, nose, and forehead. marley has sharp features- a strong jawline, high cheekbones, upturned nose. when his guard is down, he's very expressive- his nose scrunches, a smile reaches from ear to ear, an eyebrow arches. but he's learned to keep it under wraps, and his poker face is spectacular.
xxxhe looks much more like his mother than his father. he has her full lips, strong eyebrows, and heart-shaped face- and though his eyes are his father's brown, they are warm and rich like hers. when crossed, though, the deep furrow of his brown and sudden coldness of those same warm eyes are strongly reminiscent of his father. he has a small scar under his right eye and dark circles usually frame them alongside thick, dark lashes. his skin is a soft olive tone, tanned in the summers with his freckles prominent.


xxxmarley is mercurial, cunning, ambitious. his father's power runs in the bloodline, and his mother's strategic intelligence is reflected in brooding eyes and fidgeting fingers. he is yet to fully grasp the control his parents have over their emotions, however, and is moodier and more likely to bend to his emotions or cater to a passing whim. he is curious, living on the edge and breaking rules with reckless abandon. harsh restrictions are not marley's cup of tea, and he fights back against oppressive authority as soon as he feels trapped. gaining his respect is a daunting task, but rewarding in the long run. gaining his trust, however, is next to impossible.
xxxmarley has no respect for any sort of law code but his own. he flies solo, relying on himself only. he's charming enough to get away with the whole 'i work alone' act, and he's outgoing enough to seem like a lovable rogue instead of an asshole.

it's the lie of an American teen

Imagexxxmarley grew up in the big apple, only son of a notorious mob boss and his italian supermodel wife. it was no surprise that marley had an unusual childhood, raised more by various au pairs and governesses than by his parents. he spent most of his time roaming the city, watched over by eyes from the alleyways. when he was young, marley was showered with expensive gifts from his father and met celebrities before he was even aware who most of them were. he was a outgoing child and made friends with the children of new york, raised on neon lights and a worldwide culture. as he grew older and saw less and less of his parents, he became more and more enamored with the less fortunate, the people sitting on sidewalks and trying to make it.

xxxwhen marley turned thirteen, he got his first glimpse into what his dad and mom really did. he got into a scuffle at school, defending his pride, and one of his dad's men came to pick him up. he was led into a dark nightclub, through the lights and music, to a back room where deals were being made. it was a world he hadn't seen- yes, he knew that new york city had an underground market, but marley didn't realize just how tied to it he was.

xxxhis parents left town for a few months when he was fifteen. he got into petty crime, and the first bet he made was a rush of adrenaline that he couldn't shake for years. he got into more gritty gambling through his father's men, and it took his father's arrest and sentence to seventy years that finally put his priorities back in order. his mother moved back to new york and fired his governess, deciding that marley needed to be watched much more closely. they still weren't sure where the betrayal had come from, but the evidence pointed to someone close to his father- so marley became a suspect in a year-long case at age sixteen.

xxx it ended up being his mother. she'd caught him cheating and in a fit of rage, anonymously submitted evidence of her husband's crimes to the police. however, she'd caught herself in the crossfire, and the embezzlement and fraud from the mob's accounts got her landed in jail alongside him. marley moved to mountain brook with his aunt at age seventeen, cleared of most suspicion and ready to start fresh.

xxx as much as marley misses the skyscrapers and the pigeons, he's slowly adjusting to life in a small town. the recent murmurs of a murder have him on his toes- he already has a history of being tied up in crime, and if the suspicion lands back on him, it could be disastrous.

So begins...

marley east's Story


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A week had passed since the party. An intense week. Cops had been conducting interviews and asking questions, questions that not everyone could answer. "Who were you with?" "What were you doing?" Some people had alibis. Some had alibis that they didn't want to give. There was too many secrets that went unspoken, that even the cops couldn't be trusted with. Everyone had a secret, something they were hiding.

And the secrets weren't going anywhere either. They didn't disappear when they weren't an active problem. They were always there. Lurking in the background. Even if they weren't active problems, sometimes they still needed to be dealt with or covered up... or ignored.


Alex had a rare free afternoon to himself. His shifts had aligned in such a way that he finished after the lunch rush, and wasn't starting at the bar until 8. Part of him knew that he should go home, check on his parents, make sure they didn't have any more bills to pay. Or maybe he should answer some of his clients, arrange to meet them, earn the money to pay those bills. But after the week he'd just had, he just wanted to have some time to himself. And, well, to meet up with his friends. He was constantly on edge, waiting for that knock on the door, for him to be called aside at work, for somebody to stop him in the street. He'd thought about walking away from it all, changing his number, refusing to answer any calls from clients. Lie low. But he couldn't afford that. He didn't want to go back to taking every shift he could, running on four hours sleep every single night.

He sighed and sipped his iced coffee, running a hand through his still-damp hair. He'd gone to the pool for the first time in what felt like an age. It had felt so good to stretch those muscles again. And surprisingly, his many, many shifts at the coffee shop hadn't put him off coffee. Especially not iced coffee. Things weren't as good as they could be, but he was going to enjoy a rare afternoon off no matter what.

He picked up his phone and sent a few texts.

To: Derrick
Yo, man, I actually have an afternoon off work! Crazy, right? You around?

To: Elijah
Hey, dude, I'm off this afternoon if you want to come grab a coffee!

His thumb hovered over one contact name in particular, hesitating. He knew he shouldn't. He knew that their relationship wasn't healthy, that it messed with his head too much. But that didn't stop him from wanting to. Goddamn, having two sets of genes that increased his potential for addiction really messed him up. Honestly, it was surprising he wasn't more of a mess. He figured that not having time to breathe or think probably helped. He put down his phone and sighed, leaning back and looking around. It was then he spotted the cop across the street. His heart stopped for a moment as he swore the cop was looking at him. But then the cop moved on. He couldn't keep going like this. He wanted to scream, wanted to tell someone so they could help him. But how? How could he trust them, know they wouldn't go tell the police?

He picked up his phone again and had the text half written before he knew what he was doing. But when he realised, he didn't exactly try and stop himself.

To: Blu
You around?


There was always one way that Lyn dealt with frustration. But no matter how much her body and brain wanted it, she sure as hell wasn't giving in to it. Instead, she went to the gym, trying to sweat it out as much as she could. After the night of the party, she'd been on edge. Everyone had. But now she felt like she couldn't ever relax, like she always had to glance over her shoulder. And more than ever, she just wanted to stop thinking, stop... worrying. It was getting harder than ever to stay sober.

She could see the guy on the treadmill beside her was trying to show off, so she ramped up the speed and turned up the sound on her headphones. She didn't want to have to think about anything besides the pounding of her feet, the beat of her favourite workout playlist. And when her lungs were screaming at her to stop, she slowed to a walk and got off the treadmill. She retrieved her bag and pulled on her hoodie. When she got out, she pulled out her phone and sent a few texts.

To: Riley
Hey, you around, babes?

She wanted to text Karin as well, but remembering exactly what had happened at the party, she hesitated. She wasn't entirely sure she could face her. She sighed and shoved her phone back in her bag, pulling her hair out of her pony tail and downing most of her water bottle. This was all too much for her to handle.


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The day started off as any other for Karin. She was up by 6am even though she'd fallen asleep at 3, rolled up a geourgeous blunt, smoked it, made some breakfast for her and Derrick despite cutting her finger, and went off to her only class for the day. The morning seem to go by in a fog as her mind was in a different place. It has been since the party.

After class, Karin made a couple of sales then stuck her headphones in and walked herself over to her favorite record store. She browsed for a little, more lost in her thoughts than actually reading titles. It got so bad that she ended up just staring at a queens album for like 3 minutes, spacing out. What eventually snapped her out of it was the absence of music in one ear when someone passed by and accidentally knocked one of her earbuds out.

On the walk home, Karin couldn't help but keep her eyes glued to the floor. Everytime someone looked at her it felt as if they knew what she knew. Needless to say, she was tense all the way home and felt a little gross.


Steam rose while she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. The warmth felt nice on her bare skin but that nasty blemish of black and blue on the side of her neck was a horrid reminder in her eyes. Her fingers barely brushed over it as if it'll burn her if she did touch that part of skin. She wanted it gone already.

Suddenly there was a lump in her throat that she couldn't swallow. Everything was slowly crashing down on her after telling herself she was fine for a whole week. Memories from the accident had resurfaced after the party. Small hands gripped the sides of the sink, while her eyes pinched tightly closed. She didn't want to cry anymore. She was tired of it but her body refused to give her control over it. All she could do was cry and it frustrated her so much so that she ended up throwing a bottle and sitting under the shower.

It wasn't until she heard what sounded like Derrick call out to her that she then decided to get out. He startled her, enough to get a little jump outta her. Karin quickly composed herself, wrapping the towel around her. She splashed some cold water on her face before exiting to hide the puffiness under her eyes. Not wanting to worry him, Karin quickly went into her room. "Sorry, I was in the shower!" she called out, sparking up the other half of the blunt from this morning. A little pick-me-up and smokey courage to deal with everything right now.

Karin began applying her makeup when her eyes went wide, realizing she had left her clothes in the bathroom. In a hurry, she made another run for it before Derrick went in but almost smacked right into him instead. "Hey, there guy!" Recovery had been a success so Karin played it off and gave him her happiest smile and a peck on the cheek, trying to make it as quick as possible. She disappeared into the bathroom for a moment then disappeared back into her room.

Once dressed she chilled in her room with the window open, blowing smoke out into perfect O's while Derrick showered. A sigh escaped her lips. She wondered how her friends were or what they were getting themselves into. She saw E and Olive the other day, even Alex but for some reason, not Lyn. Was she avoiding her over what happened? Karin probably wouldn't know what to say to herself either. She stared at her name in the contacts, wanting to text her but if Lyn didn't reach out to her after all this, what makes her think she wanted to hang now?

"Hell no," she stated under her breath, pulling up a contact stored under the name of Darling dearest.

To: Darling dearest
Mars! You beautiful person you. What are you up to?

"Hey Rin, wanna watch some buffy?" Derrick poked his head into her room after knocking, making a little face at her. "Sure." She smirked, pushing herself off the bed and tossing out the roach, what was left of her blunt, out the window.


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Wiping the small collection of sweat from his eyebrows with the back of his hand, Derrick relished in the warmth of the afternoon sun. His clothes were a bit dirty, mostly his sweats with a mixture of sand, clay, and dirt from the baseball field. He finished teaching his small T-ball class of eight a half hour ago and until now, has been practicing with his boss, Tony. Tony is five years older than Derrick and took over for his father a couple of months ago. They didn't get along at first, having a bit of a disagreement in the way each of them taught but eventually, they peaced it out and learned how to get along.

Ricky also needed something to keep his mind off of the party. It was too much for him every time he came to the realization of what happened. It unnerved him to the core that his hands wouldn't stop shaking when it was his turn to bat. Eventually, he just focused on the ball so much that those feelings were pushed to the back of his mind for the time being.

"Damn, I didn't think you had it in you." Derrick laughed, stretching out his hand to a sitting, sweating and panting Tony. He laughed in between breaths and took Derrick's hand, getting to his feet. "You know me, I can't turn down a good challenge. Plus, you owe me a weeks worth of lunch now."

Derrick gave out a low chuckle and shook his head. "I still can't believe you ran the field seven times in under 3 minutes. You look like you popped a lung."

"Feels like I did." he laughed once more, slicking his sweaty blonde hair back and out of his face. "Speaking of food, you up for a burger?"

Derrick had already begun gathering his things and so was Tony. "Nah, not today. I'm feeling a little beat." he lied. "Alright then, take it easy. I'll see you Tuesdayday, you owe me food!" and with that Tony and Derrick went their separate ways. Truth was, Derrick didn't feel like going out at the moment. He just wanted to go home, see his sister and collect himself because now that he wasn't focusing on anything, everything was playing over in his mind and he found himself clenching and unclenching his fists on the walk home. He even froze at the sound of sirens blaring down the street, only when it passed did he breath again.

Unlocking the front door, Derrick entered his house, took off his shoes at the door and went straight into the kitchen, grabbing a glass half filled with Arizona sweet tea. He rounded the corner out into the living room where he found the t.v on but no Karin. His brows furrowed a little in confusion but it wasn't totally uncommon for Karin to leave the t.v on while she did other things. "Karin, I'm home!" he shouted, hoping to hear a response from wherever she was in the house but it didn't come. Events of that night played in his head again, only for him to begin worrying and getting sweaty palms.

He let out a sigh and shook his head. She's fine, she's probably in the shower. And to pull him out of his thoughts on cue was his sister's voice, coming from upstairs. There was a sort of relief that came over him and his shoulder slumped a little, relaxing. "Sorry, I was in the shower!"

Finishing the juice in his cup, Derrick gave it a quick wash in the sink before jogging up all 27 steps. The first thing to hit him was the familiar sweet and pungent smell of weed mixed with soft perfume. Karin was buzzing about in her towel, in and out of the bathroom and her room with her little makeup bag and half a blunt hanging off her lips. "Hey there guy!" she exclaimed happily, quickly stopping in front of him and pushing up on her tippy-toes to peck him on the cheek and continue her running around. Derrick noticed the pink around her eyes and nose though but didn't say anything. She hasn't been feeling 100 since the party and he's sensed it.

"Going out?"
Derrick pushed the door to his door open, he never has it fully closed. "Not that I know of. I just wanted to dress up nice today." Karin shrugged, passing by his room and into hers. "Oh, and bathrooms yours."

Settling his things down, Derrick began stripping himself of anything that resided in his pockets including his watch and whistle. He picked out some clothes, and off he went into the bathroom to wash off the dirt and sweat. After that 20 minute shower give or take, he found himself lounging on the couch next to Karin. They were watching old re-runs of Buffy the vampire slayer, arguing over which was the better couple. "Really? Giles and Jenny were way cuter than Xander and Anya, no offense," she added, exaggerating an eye roll with a grin pulling at the ends of her lips.

"What? No. I-I just think they're cuter than four-eyes and snapped neck, no disrespect. " Karin faked a gasp and pulled her hand to her chest feigning offense. "You did not!" The both of them laughed it off and settled back into the show when Derrick's phone let out a ping. He pulled it out of his pocket and swiped his finger across the screen to unlock it. There was a text that he had half written out, earlier that day to Willow that he never sent and a new one from Alex. He instinctively tried to hide a small smile creeping across his lips, a friendly face was something he needed right now. That and getting out of the house.

To: Alex
How'd you pull that off? And yeah, coffee? Well... in my case, tea and coffee?

To: Sleeping Beauty
Hey there you! :p doing anything later on today?


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Snap. An audible noise filled the room, as a male stood in front of a full length mirror. Admiring his latest fashion decision, as he scrolled through his apps to find his Instagram. Posting the picture of him, raising the skirt with his hand slightly, and pressing his knees together he'd smile. The caption would read Nice day to defy gender roles! #boyinaskirt #maleskirtrebellion #bluefashiondeisgns #lookoftheday #oopsimalegend. Blu was rather proud of himself, not letting himself back down. A classic button-up with a black leather skirt, his legs looked amazing. God damn! He laughed before looking at how the likes came flooding in, satisfied with his look of the day, he'd grab his messenger bag filled with his personal stuff and exit his room and begin his descent downstairs. As he did his phone pinged with a text, as he looked at the name and froze a bit. He was somewhat unused to being texted by Alex, most of their talking being.....physically face to face. He'd smile a bit though, it was good that some of the people Blu made their lives living hells before....before the incident, he could be friends with or sort of friends with now. Mentally reminding himself to respond he'd reach the stairs, where he heard his parents bustling about in the kitchen.

Yes, they were rich beyond need, but Blu's parents preferred cleaning and cooking to themselves. Makes them....more human? And with his father running for mayor the upcoming election, it makes them seem more humane. He'd walk into the kitchen, skirt and all and snag a pancake from the pile of ones his mother had finished making. "Bluregard, you're not going out like that are you?," his father asked raising an eyebrow. He was fine with his son wearing skirts, and feminine articles of clothing, hell it helped him seem more tolerant. But his son had a tendency to test the extreme.

"I think it's cute," his mother spoke out, with a smile towards her son. The two always had a more connected bond than him and his father. His mother was the one who inspired him daily to break gender roles. "Lillian, my love, you think he looks great in anything you had a hand in designing." his father laughed. "It's a statement Daddy, it helps me fight against the oppressive cis cultur, forcing men to wear pants and women to wear dresses. I'm like, a gay Rosa Parks."
he explained to his father who grumbled with a slight understanding. He'd smile before waving to his parents, letting them know he was leaving. As he reached the car, waiting for him outside he'd be greeted with his driver, Lou. "Hey Lou! Just going to the cafe today, meeting a friend. Don't wanna be late, ummmm I'll call you when I'm done there,"
he spoke to the man who just nodded. Damn, Lou had always been a tough nut to crack. He'd send a text to three people in particular.

To: LynLyn
hey babes, wyd?

To: Marles

To: Alex <3
omw keep a spot warm for me ;*

As he rode to the cafe, his mind went back to the events that had happened the week before. He hadn't been in town, thankfully, his parents and he had been in New York, for a few things his parents had to take care of dealing with his mother's fashion line. But hearing what had happened, had kind of shook Blu. What if there was a serial killer? He was too pretty to die! But he'd have to admit, he'd look good at his funeral atleast.


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olive stepped into the sunshine, leaving the town hall behind with a sigh. she loved working in local government, but the countless meetings were grating on her nerves. with her anxiety peaking after the party, she was keeping a close eye on as many people as she could. the dark circles under her eyes were a sign of that effort.

she arched her back, working out some of the tension from sitting at a desk. she pulled her phone from her back pocket, checking her notifications. a few texts, couple notifications from various social medias. nothing worth replying to. she figured that a cool drink wouldn't hurt anything, and slipped in her earbuds, absentmindedly heading for the cafe.

everyone had been on edge after the party. it was crazy for something like a murder to happen in a town like mountain brook, and especially somewhere that had been a safe place for teenagers for generations now. she hadn't even been around when it happened. she walked a little faster, pulling her bag closer and wondering why she'd thought jeans would be a good idea on a summer day like this. she tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, glancing up to see the cafe growing nearer.

her heart skipped a beat.

alex roberts sat in front of the quaint shop, eyes on his phone. she hadn't seen him... since the party. well, she'd shut herself in and focused entirely on college searching and scholarship opportunities, but he was the one person who she didn't mind avoiding. she was tempted to ignore him entirely, get her drink, and leave, but there was no way they could miss each other.

"alex?" she called softly, quickly growing bolder. "can i sit here?" she asked, pulling out a chair and sitting regardless. "waiting for anyone?" she asked innocently, though the boy could easily take it as an attack. the cafe would be a very public place to argue, which would hopefully deter alex from starting anything.

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marley hated mountain brook.

he hadn't been here since last summer, when he came to stay with his aunt in late july. it was a tiny town, with almost nothing to do and barely any people that were more than vanilla. he'd been in a bad mood the whole time he'd been here- three days, four hours, and seventeen minutes now- and only the news of a murder had brought him from his room the entire visit. it was the most interesting thing that had happened here since it was founded, and there was no way marley was going to stay cooped up while something almost new-york-worthy was going on.

he was getting cabin fever anyway.

he glanced at his phone, scrolling through messages from new york friends until he saw one from karin. she'd been a summer fling a few years back, but had ended up being a reliable contact whenever he stayed the summer. his mouth twisted in a half-grin, quickly replying to the text.

not much, babe. mountain brook sucks ass.
unless you have something in mind to spice it up?

he wandered over to the closet, pulling his leather jacket off the hanger and slipping it over his shoulders. it was hot as hell outside, but beauty was pain. he'd considered getting a summer job somewhere, but he'd never gotten that bored and his parents' money had served him well enough for a summer.

maybe something interesting was happening around town. anything was better than these four walls.


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Karin got up once the credit began to roll for some water. Forgetting her phone was on vibrate she nearly dropped her cup when it vibrated hard on the marble countertop. She glanced at it and read Marley's text with a mischievous grin before her screen went black and she'd have to unlock it.

To: Darling dearest
Awe, we have our charm. How about some coffee then I'll show you this neat little bar our band plays at some nights? I'll pick you up. :3

Once she sent it, her finger lingered over a certain name. She twiddled her thumbs softly. Karin wanted to at least know how Lyn was doing. She would be lying if she said she wasn't worried about her. All this party stuff was getting to her again but she pushed it down and typed out a new message. Karin wasn't about to chicken out again, in fact, she was feeling OK. The good mood she had going on and knowing she was about to go out with friends was bringing back out her regular self.

To: Emmi
Hey, Lyn. How've you been?

Locking her phone Karin finished off her water. She really needed some time out of the house. She feels as if all she's been doing for the past week is follow a boring routine that wasn't her. School, home and from home to a gig and back. She didn't hang out for drinks after shows like usual, she studied more which wasn't a bad thing and kept it quite clean and short with her sales too. She also kept a very pointy pocket knife on her at all times.

Karin grabbed her keys off the wall and poked her head into the archway of the living room. "Hey Derrick, I'm gonna go grab some coffee with a friend, I'll be back later." without hesitation Derrick shot up and called out for her to wait from the couch. He ran up to her, dropping down next to her to put on his sneakers. Karin slipped on her own black boots. "Alex invited me to grab some coffee with him but I'm taking Willow with. Mind picking her up?" Ricky looked up at his sister with puppy eyes which she responded by laughing at him a little. She didn't really care or minded giving him or any one of her friends a ride or picking up whoever. She would have thought by now that he'd wouldn't have to ask. Might be nice to see Alex though. After the party, Karin was coming to terms with certain things. Plus, with her sisterly intuition, Karin always knew Ricky had a crush on Willow and she wasn't gonna leave him hanging like that. "I don't care. I'm not driving anyway." Karin was already out the door when she tossed a puzzled Derrick the car keys. "C'mon, she's not gonna wait for you forever."


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Watching the credits roll, ending Derrick's little buffy craving, he picked up his phone that had lit up with a new messages.

From: Sleeping Beauty
Just got off work. You got ideas?

From: Alex
Idk. Witchcraft? Already here, see you soon :)

Derrick smiled happily as he began writing out his responses, but that's when he heard Karin's keys jingle. His ears perked and when she told him she was going to step out he instantly scrambled from the couch "Wait!"he called out, jumping over the headrest and towards Karin to put on his shoes. "Alex invited me to grab some coffee with him but I'm taking Willow with. Mind picking her up?"

He playfully rolled his eyes when his sister laughed at him and ruffled his hair. She was out the door and as he got up to follow after her, all he saw was keys being tossed his way. He still caught them, barely and in the midst of his small confusion Karin called out to get his attention. A bright smile took over his lips and so he locked up the house and got into the white suv.

To: Sleeping Beauty
Alex invited me for coffee so I was thinking we go there for a little and then we could go for a walk or something? I'm on my way to pick you up!

To: Alex
Lol. Alright, see you soon. :D