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Blair Robertson

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a character in “They are Anything But Simple”, as played by Hallowed777

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Full Name:
Blair George Robertson
Age:
24
Birthdate:
August 5th
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Apartment Number: 2A
Occupation:
A Mechanic




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Likes: || Alcohol || Partying || Sex || Night time || Movies || Cars || His Job || Cooking || Playing the Piano || Working || Tattoos || Hoodies || Hats || Work Boots || The South || Spicy Food || Car Shows || Riding bikes || Football games || Playing baseball || Video Games || Sleeping in || Knives || Riding Dirt Bikes || Racing Dirt Bikes || Rock Music || Visiting his parents || Working out || His sister's visiting || Contacts ||

Dislikes: || Drugs || Cheaters || Singing || Disgusting smells || Abusive People || Fighting || Getting drunk || Hangovers || Liars || Reality TV shows || Drawing || Losing someone he cares about || Sitting around his apartment || Lightning || Really hot weather || Disgusting smells || His Boss || One night stands || Being over emotional || People who don't listen || Wearing his glasses ||

Fears:
● Losing a loved one
"I lost someone who was close to me before and I am afraid of losing another person that I love."

● Becoming like his dad
"My dad not only had a gambling problem, but he was a huge alcoholic. Almost lost his business over it, and I don't want to be like him.

● Heights
"I don't know why but it just bugs me. I can't stand really high heights."


Dreams:
● To Own his own Mechanics shop
"I work as a Mechanic so obviously after a while I would want to do something more than to just be a Mechanic."

● Have a Family
"One day to settle down. What's wrong with that?"

● Find a really old junk car and then fix it up
"I'm a mechanic and I love vehicles so obviously I want to get my own old car to fix up."

● Live a fulfilling life
"I want to be happy and satisfied with my past by the time I get really old."




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● Doesn't want to admit he kind of has a drinking problem

● Has some Insomnia problems
"No matter how tired I am I just can't seem to get to sleep. The most sleep I might be able to get is maybe 5 hours at the most. The least? 2 to 4 hours? The time that I am restless and awake? Well, I just kind of lay there and stare at the ceiling or the wall."


Personality:
|| Good sense of humor || Caring || Responsible || Friendly || Protective || Outgoing || Flirty || Kind of Hotheaded || Impatient || Athletic ||

Blair has a really good sense of humor, he knows how to make people laugh or even just smile. Blair is often the one at parties to crack jokes, and kind of just be the life of the party by including most of the people attending along with just helping out with having people have a good time. When things get tough you can count on him to be this caring guy who would try to make you smile instead of having you feel down. Another detail to this is that he is caring. He likes to think that he is just this tough dude who isn't good at helping others but the truth is that he is very caring and is good at helping other's out. This is all because he used to help out his younger sister's when they had problems and his caring, kind behavior has just seemed to carry on from person to person. At least until he thinks that someone doesn't deserve him to be nice to. Another detail is that he is very responsible. If something is supposed to be finished by a certain time he doesn't slack off he actually gets it done on time. He makes sure that his bills are paid on time, and makes sure that people can actually count on him to finish something if necessary. Blair is also very friendly he loves making new friends and just being nice to people because you never want to leave off on a bad note with people. Although he doesn't allow himself to be nice to people who are terrible to others. He is also quite protective when it comes tot those that he cares about. Mostly he is protective over his sister's but when it comes to a couple friends if someone ends up picking on them he would stand up for his friend and protect them if he thought they needed his help. What else is noticeable is that he is quite outgoing. He isn't a couch potato who just sits around instead of actually doing something around the house, go for a jog, or even work out. He loves spending his time outside, and being active when he isn't throwing a party at his apartment.

Blair has also been seen as kind of this flirt. It has been rumored that Blair is a player, but is he really? No one really knows if he is or not because it is just a rumor. Yes he does flirt with girls, but no he doesn't necessarily just hop from one woman to another. That isn't how he is. Some times when he isn't in the mood for someone or when someone begins to get on his nerves he can become a bit hot headed and angered easily. He doesn't like when people either disrespect him or even when people purposely try to annoy him. He some times can be seen to get angered easily. When he gets angry it isn't like you notice it a lot. Most of the time when he is angry he just balls his hands up at his sides and walks off while other time when his hot headedness really gets to him he knocks things over and sometimes yells. With this comes knowing that he is impatient . He doesn't really do well with waiting. It's not like he is completely impatient it is just that he doesn't like waiting for a long period of time. Usually he is impatient when it comes to waiting in long lines for something that may not be that important or if he is in an airport to go visit family and it becomes delay he can become a bit impatient and restless. Finally the last thing you need to know is that he is athletic. You can some times find him during the time that he isn't working or partying he is in the boxing ring, boxing, jogging in the park, or even just lifting weights at the gym. He likes to keep himself fit and in good health.

History:
Blair George Robertson was born to an Artist named June Robertson, and a car salesman named Andy Robertson. While Blair was an only child for a couple years he soon became the oldest of two younger siblings. His twin sister's were his younger siblings who he adores and has always helped out when they needed the help. His twin sister's names are Annie Robertson, and Kay Robertson. They have never really been a perfect or even virtually perfect family. They have had a lot of issues through the years but have always still managed to stay together as a family. While nothing too serious has happened to the family there have been stuff that has threatened to break the family apart.

At a young age a lot of rumors began spread about Blair's family after Blair was born. Many began to think that the famous car salesman/ business man was sleeping around and that Blair was not June's son. June was angry, and a lot of arguing had gone. After a while they stopped arguing and went back to normal. Things weren't great either after Blair turned 4 and his mother found out that she was pregnant with twins. A year later the twins were born and this happy family would soon not be so happy any more. His mother was now bringing in more income which would make you think that the family was doing alright. Yes they had quite a bit of money and they definitely not doing bad but it wasn't going good. His father became an alcoholic and was soon a huge gambler. He would spend a lot of the money he got from his pay check to pay for his alcohol and his gambling problems. The anger in the family became worse. His mother was usually mad because of his dad and there was constant arguing between his parent's. Yet they stayed together. Why? No one was quite sure. At age 10 when his father owned his own business rumors really began to spread that his father was cheating on Blair's mother. His father became even more of an alcoholic and for a period of time would hit his mother when he became outraged. It wasn't a good situation that was for sure.

After many years of this continuous repetitive situation his father finally decided that it was time to make a change. The family moved, and Blair began to really take over the big brother and learned to mature quickly. By the age of 13 he took over the role as that big protective brother due to the problem that his father would send the anger to his children soon enough. Blair became angry too, he occasionally would talk back, and after an incident with his father where he hit him he became quite. He stayed to himself more than often. Blair's father finally when he was 15 went to go get help for his problems. The arguing stopped for a while and so did the rumors but many people knew him for being the kid with the alcoholic father. They were once again a better family other than the rumors that started after his dad came back from rehab. It didn't seem to break up the family. at the age of 17 though he discovered the one time that his father cheated on his mother. The rumors for once were true. He had cheated on his mother and of course Blair told his mother. The fights once again started up and Blair thought everything would be over between them. While his sister's had no idea what was going on Blair knew exactly what was going on. Blair for a little while blamed himself, but after a while it just became natural. His mother needed to know, and it was something that had to happen. Soon enough the fighting was one again over and the family was one again. For the next few years Blair began to help his dad out, learn more about cars, and help out with things. He learned how to use a stick shift and repair cars which brings him to the job that he has now. While he could work with his dad he choses not to and works just as a Mechanic. Plus he does share an apartment with a pretty good guy. He doesn't feel like his life is too bad and he is on his own instead of working with his dad which is a plus. He is completely fine with it but hopes that one day he can just complete his dreams and not become like his parents.

Theme Song (s):
TBA

So begins...

Blair Robertson's Story

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Friday, February 8th, 2013: 7:51 A.M.

Skylar grumbled as she kept tossing and turning in her bed while her alarm blared annoyingly beside her bed. Her hands gripped the sides of her pillow angrily, her knuckles turned white, and she just kept pushing her face harder and harder into the pillow until she felt that she could no longer taking the constant beeping of her alarm. Her head shot up and her eyes glared daggers at her clock as if she was had special powers that could just turn the stupid clock off and she could just go back to sleep. Once it didn't do as she wanted she punched her pillow, and beside her pillow a few times before finally sitting up and turning off the stupid clock quickly. "To early," Was all she grumbled as she pushed herself up onto her feet and stretch with a loud yawn. Part of her suddenly wondered if Phineas her roommate had left already or if he was still getting up. Blinking a few times she pushed away the question in her head and began to get ready for the day, slowly. She didn't have any where really important to go until later in the day when she had class. Sighing softly she began to debate whether or not she really wanted to get up right now? There was nothing important going on so why did she get up? Skylar grumbled, shaking her head once then just went to go finish getting ready.

After she had taken a shower, changed, and had gotten a cup of coffee she looked through her phone. A girl from her Pre-Med class was making up a huge dramatic story about a guy and it just made Skylar roll her eyes. Skylar glanced around, no signs of either Phineas or Sebastian... weird. Her hand gripped her phone tightly as she took a sip of her coffee. "Blah," She mumbled as she made a face. "Not as good as the Mighty Beans coffee...you know what... She trailed off as she stood, drank a little more of the coffee then putting the rest down the sink where she cleaned up her mess and put away her glass after washing it. She hesitated then made her way out he door and towards the Might bean where she would get a coffee that was truly good. Nothing was better than a good, and hot coffee in the morning just before doing absolutely nothing. Double checking to make sure the door was closed and locked she took wide steps, and made it down the hallway quickly.




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Friday, February 8th, 2013: 7:46 A.M.

Blair stared at the ceiling then the wall and then the ceiling once again. There he laid restless and practically begging for some kind of sleep. Any at all, he could care less at the moment if he missed work because all he wanted was sleep. Glancing over at his clock he saw what time it was and decided that now would be a good time to get up due to the fact that he highly doubted that he would be able to get more sleep. He pushed himself up and out of bed, looking at the few cups that has a little of liquor in him, and then glancing around his room. He bit his lip gently, and lifted his shirt to his nose. Taking a large whiff he shook his head and hurried to his closet where he grabbed his work clothes for the day. After getting a plaid shirt, jeans, socks, and all the necessities for the day he went to go take a quick shower and get ready for his day. All he could really think about is how he wished he could just get some sleep along with how glad he was that he didn't have to much more to get ready because he wasn't really in the mood to try to get ready.

Once Blair was out of the shower, and dressed he grabbed his work boots. Examining them carefully he saw a few things that disgusted him and that made him want to clean it. He wasn't OCD and usually he could careless but lately it had just been bothering him so now here he is cleaning his boots even though after work the boots would once again be dirty. After his work boots he slipped them on quickly, remembering that he had to get to work soon and he still had not gotten his coffee. Shooting up from his seat he glanced around, as if checking for his roommate to be any where near him without Blair even seeing him. "I'm leaving Greyson!" He called out to his friend, hoping that he hadn't been sleeping. Blair quickly made his leave and hurried away from the apartment and started his way down to The Mighty Bean where he would be able to get some coffee and maybe something small to eat before he had to go to work. He was already tired so the last thing that he needed was to be both tired and hungry. He took the elevator down and once it reached the floor he proceeded to make his way to the coffee shop where he waited in a very, very short line to get himself a coffee and a small snack before work. Finally he sighed softly, blinking, and rubbing his eyes tiredly while he waited a little.

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Character Portrait: Harper Foster Character Portrait: Skylar Anderson Character Portrait: Amber Tate Character Portrait: Blair Robertson Character Portrait: Phineas Hamilton Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux
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"Luke.." "Mommy?"

The shrill voice of her three and a half year old snapped her awake faster than ice water being thrown onto her. Her blue hues snapped open, instantly staring into the pair of matching- and smaller- pair of her daughter. As the image of him faded into the morning, Harper forced herself to smile and fight back the tears that threatened to spill over. It had been three years since his passing, and she still couldn't let go. "Mommy..." The impatient toddler gently shook her mother by the shoulders, poking her lip out into a pout. Harper couldn't help but crack a genuine smile. "Let me guess, you're.." Life breathed back into the little tot, "Hungry!"

Harper laughed and scooped the child into her arms gently rolling her over onto the empty space beside her on the bed. "Hungry? You're always hungry.." Harper grinned at the child who grinned back, nodding. "Hungry" the little one repeated. Laughing, Harper released her and forced herself to sit up on the bed. "Alright, I'm up. Go brush your teeth, I'll get started on breakfast. Oh, and go get your uncle up too.." Harper glanced at the digital clock on the beside table, grinning even more at the unGodly hour her child had woken her up at. Payback for last week, brother.. Smiling, Harper walked over to her robe and slipped it on.

After breakfast was served, Harper kissed Emily goodbye as her brother took her to daycare and left for work. Shane sat patiently by the door, looking up at her as she closed the door behind her family. "I know, I know. You want to go out. Let me get a shower and have some coffee! Sheesh. You know, I think you're hanging around Emily too much, Shane. You're starting to take after her." A grunt and huff from Shane. "Hey! None of that mister!" Harper laughed as she slipped out of her robe and into her morning routine.

After her shower and getting dressed in a black jogging suit, Harper clicked the leash onto Shane's collar and led him out the door. The morning was average, if anything. They'd stop by their coffee shop across the street, where Shane would wait outside, and then they'd take a slow lap around the park while Harper drank her coffee, and then it would be time for the daily run, and then maybe an hour of play time or so. Shane knew the schedule well. Harper locked the apartment door and led her canine companion down the stairs and across the street to the coffee shop. They were open and already getting busy, even this early in the morning. As always, Harper tied Shane to the bench outside of the shop and went inside as he laid down to wait.
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The smell of coffee greeted her like an old friend, lifting the corners of her mouth into a smile. The line had already formed. From the backs of their head she could make out two males and a blonde woman; regulars who she had seen around maybe once or twice- but no one that she knew personally. "How are you?" The man at the front of the line- she paused to look at him again-... the boy at the front of the line.. Seemed to be very familiar with the girl behind the counter. God, I can never remember her name... The blonde woman in front of her shifted slightly, allowing for Harper to get a glimpse at the woman's name tag; Evangeline. Ooooh.. Right.

Turning her attention away from the front, Harper pulled her phone from her pocket and thumbed over the screen to unlock it and send a text to Amber.

To: Amber
Message: Hey, how did it go yesterday? Big news I hope! I'm already at the Bean so meet me here. Shane's waiting outside, so hurry your ass up!


Hitting send, Harper looked up, displeased to see that the line hadn't moved very much. With a soft sigh, she glanced over her shoulder back outside to Shane and was pleased to find him sleeping by the bench. Relieved that he wasn't trying to chase a squirrel down Main Street, Harper put her attention onto the back of the head in front of her. He looked insanely familiar, but she just couldn't place him.



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Evangeline's peripheral caught a glimpse of one of her best friends before he even called out to her. His accent made her toes curl and her teeth show with a bright smile. His accent was absolutely d-fucking-lightful. With a bubbly giggle, she grabbed one of the plates from under the heat lamp and poured a glass of orange juice. “One breakfast platter comin' up, sugar plum!” She set the plate and glass on the counter before her friend with a chuckle. “I'd love to stay and talk but looks like I got work to do.” She gave her most apologetic smile before dashing off to the kitchen again just in time for a few more employees to show up. Gordon used to scold her for cooking meals for her friends and not the other customers, but she let him pull it out of her paycheck for the ingredients. Everyone else got a more basic version of the Starbucks menu — Baked goodies, tea, and coffees. There was ice cream on weekends. Speaking of Gordon, she could hear his own English accent pierce the air as he addressed the long line. “Excuse me, out of my. Owner coming through. Please step aside. Thank you.” The dark haired man gave a polite smile as he moved through the line and made his way behind the counter and into the kitchen where he leaned against a counter. “You know. Before you started working here. I never had an issue walking through the door without bumping into people.” A grin donned his fare as he took one of the remaining plates. As she hustled to pump out fresher muffins and pastries than the ones already being sold, she gave a laugh. “So, are you complaining because I've made your business more remunerative? Because l can make the coffee more like oil and the muffins like rocks if you'd like. Kind of like they were before.”

She dodged a swat at her ribs with a snicker as he left with his plate. “Evan! “We need more strawberry sweet rolls!” Jess from the counter called out to her in a rushed manner. Rachel was the one that Evangeline had called yesterday and asked to come in early to start on the baking at least an hour before open. But she didn't. Luckily, Evangeline was able to get a couple dozen muffins and sweet rolls into the oven with her biscuits. “l'm comin'! I'm comin‘! Just hold yer horses!” Evangeline called back out as she topped off the sweet rolls with a drizzle of icing before nudging one of the other cooks. “Jamie, can you get some french toast on the stove? I'd appreciate it so very much, lovie!” Tray in hand, the sunny Southerner made her way out front and began to set the fresh food on display with the others. “Sorry I'm late! The bed was just too damn comfortable.” Rachel walked in and immediately commanded attention of everyone as she spoke loudly and sashayed to the kitchen. “I really did try to come in, Evan. Truly — But I just got this new Sert—” She was stopped with Evangeline's hand over her mouth. “Shut yer trap and get to work.” Evangeline sighed and wiped her hands against her apron before moving past the counter and taking a seat across from Gordon. “Get rid of her. Please. All she ever does is show up late. She's only a good worker when she wants to be and that's hardly ever. C'mon — She's been here for a month and everyone already hates her. Even me. She flirts more than she cooks and if she finds someone cute enough, she just takes off from work.” Evangeline ranted under her breath, hardly the type to make it known when she was cross with someone. Gordon gave a light chuckle and crossed his arms over his chest. “If you were a manager. you could fire her yourself.” He reached towards his plate and cut a wedge out of his sausage before shrugging. “I'll fire her when I finish — But you should really consider my offer. We can work out the details.”

Nodding her head, she stood and leaned down to place a kiss on the top of his head. “Thanks Gordy” She gave a fond smile before catching sight of Blair entering shortly before Harper. She didn't know much about Harper and sometimes it seemed like the dancer tried to avoid her. It wasn't like it was anything new to her — That just meant that she was a private person. Or she could be just a mean person. Mean people and private people tended to avoid Evangeline and her cameras. Pfft. Their loss. She made her way over to Blair and gave him a tight hug. “Hey! I've got a plate already cooked up if you want it. Oh — I'm getting off early today! Swing ‘round by my place around lunch? If you can, that is.”

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Blair after waiting in the small line Blair got himself a medium coffee and on his way to his seat he saw Evangeline talking. He stopped momentarily until he saw her coming towards him. He grinned a little, slipping her arms gently around her to give her a hug, and lifting her ever so slightly off the floor. “Hey! I've got a plate already cooked up if you want it. Oh — I'm getting off early today! Swing ‘round by my place around lunch? If you can, that is.” Once Blair heard her speak he slowly took his arms from around her and adjusted the cup of coffee that was in his hand. Taking a single sip he thought for a moment, a small smile on his face. "I'm pretty sure I could swing around during lunch." He said then thought for a split second about something. "Actually how about this?: I swing around to your place and get that plate then tonight after I get off work you come over and we can play some video games or watch a movie. I'm pretty sure Greyson isn't having a party tonight so no worries there." He offered suddenly and giving her a questioning look. "That is if your not busy tonight." He added quickly. Blair took a small sip of his coffee, imagining her response. For a split second her tore his eyes off her and swept them around The Mighty Bean coffee shop as if he was looking for someone. He sighed softly, glancing at Evangeline once before rubbing his eyes tiredly with one hand. After a couple second he moved the same hand back to his side and smiled more. Blair really did hope that one of his best friend's would come over, and wouldn't have anything better to do but if she did then he understood. "Oh yeah by the way I need your help when you have the time to decide what tattoo I'm going to get next. I'm getting a good pay check this time around and I was thinking with the extra money I was going to get another tattoo and since you do work at a tattoo parlor I wanted to get your opinion some time." He told her with a single shrug before taking yet another tiny sip of his coffee that was becoming slowly a little colder and colder.

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8:11. Jacob woke up at exactly that time almost every day, with or without an alarm. It was almost instinctual, ingrained in his mind that this was a normal period of time to wake up at. Sure, that meant roughly 7 hours of sleep maximum, but it wasn't like Jacob had planned on waking up at such a time. No, he wouldn't be able to not wake up at 8:11, for in pm it was the time that it finally sunk into him that his finance had thrown him away.

Jacob rolled off of his bed in silence, only a single groan escaping him as his muscles tensed up in pain. Some asshole thought it would be funny to punch him in the back of the shoulder last night - while Jacob threw the man out of his bar with a single hand, the bruise stayed, the muscles seemingly grinding against each other as he moved. A sigh escaped his lips as he began to see how well he could stretch it out, before it became a dull throb. A quick shower later - long showers brought moments to ponder, and he really didn't need that - Jacob slipped into a taught white muscle shirt and black jeans before heading to his sink to make tea. While he had no English blood in him whatsoever, his step-father was an enthusiast of the traditional Chinese tea, and he instilled the love into his step son. Jacob rarely spared expense on importing the tea leaves and ground them himself while the kettle heated up the water. A few moments later, and Jacob was almost ready to head out to the Mighty Bean for his sweet roll - all that he needed was a grey, long sleeved polo, shoes and his phone.

The walk was short, but still dismal. His tea rarely cheered him nowadays, regardless of the little pleasure that made its way to his face when he slandered another for having shitty tea. It was just what he did, which was supposedly a sign of 'recovery'. It made things odd when he passed one of the British twins as he neared the cafe, who had just seemingly left. No words were said as Jacob passed on the other side of the sidewalk, though he did manage a little nod in his direction before carrying on towards the door - again, depending on who you would talk to, that was progress. The twin passing him got him wondering if he had passed any of the others in his building without paying attention. It did happen sometimes.

Jacob entered the Mighty Bean to the same tune as always - a few gave him a glance, either recognized him from the HUB or from around town, and then instantly turned back to their tables. Jacob, on the other hand, barely acknowledged them as he got in line. It wasn't that Jacob didn't mind conversing with others - okay, he sort of did - but it was just that he liked to run on a schedule. While this schedule did allow for hours of flexibility, if nothing ever happened to him, he just moved right on through with his skimpy ideas for the day. In the background, he could hear the voices of the other tenants that he considered between acquaintances and pretty good friends, ranging from Cajun - pretty cool chick - to Blair - decent enough dude. When he got to the counter, he was mildly annoyed by the fact that Evangeline wasn't there, as she usually gave him some sort of deal or something. Instead, he was greeted by a girl that either was just hired, or he didn't give two shits about. So he ordered his standard: two sweetrolls of random flavours, two tea biscuits and a bagel with everything on it - and this was only half his breakfast. Jacob liked to eat in the mornings, since it got him prepped for the day, especially if he decided to go to the gym.

While the lady flustered and got his order, Jacob finally took in his surroundings: it seemed that a lot of the people were here, with Eva, Blair and Harper not to far from him at all. Odd, he hadn't noticed. Once he got everything, he walked to the same place he sat everytime he entered the Bean, which was roughly two tables away from Gordon; and just like every other morning he entered the Bean, he gave Gordon a greeting, from one entrepreneur to another. "Morning." That was it, and Jacob sat down to eat in silence. Sure, before he would have a few people talking to him - but he was content with either silence or camaraderie, as regardless, neither made him any better in the morning.

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Greyson rolled over in his bed as the sunlight streamed in through the open blinds that he had forgotten to close the night before. He buried his head further into the pillow as he slowly woke up, hoping to hide from the outside world for just that little bit longer. Blair's voice came and went as he lay there, and he just stayed face down. Greyson Walker was not a morning person, in fact, he was rather the opposite. He preferred the night, the cover of darkness and the freedom that it provided him, especially in his line of work. The brunette male liked to keep his nighttime activities private.

A soft moaning noise next to him alerted him to the fact that he wasn't alone, and he slowly turned over onto his side to look at who it was that was intruding on his solitude. A blonde lay with no clothes on underneath his duvet, her long, slender legs curled around the covers, quite sexily, he had to admin. She was rather attractive, but Grey didn't know her name. In fact, he barely remembered her face from the previous night, only that she had been the Maid of Honour at that bridal party... or was it the bridesmaid? Who knew. Groaning softly again, the male pulled himself out of his bed and stepped onto the cold floor, wiggling his toes slightly. He then stretched up tall, his arms in the air, ridding himself of any of the ails from his sleep.

"Baby? Come back to bed..." The silvery soft voice of the blonde that was in his bed spoke out, and Grey almost scoffed.
"No can do, love." He shrugged, before walking into his bathroom and locking the door behind him. He hadn't done that once and a girl had followed him inside - this was a new precaution. The male spent a good fifteen minutes in the bathroom, letting the hot water of his shower bring him sweet relief, running down his chiseled body. Grey let his eyes slide closed as he the let water wash away all evidence of the girl and his job off of his body, and he ran a hand through his hair before he opened them again. When he was done, the male took in a breath before he stepped out into the cool air, and quickly grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist.

Shivering slightly at the chillness of that morning, Grey walked back out into his bedroom having finally unlocked the door, the steam from his hot shower billowing out behind him. As he had thought, the blonde was still there in his bed, but now she was laying in an extremely provocative position, causing his eyebrows to raise slightly. Was she really going to try the oldest trick in the book on him? Please - he'd invented that move in his teenage years. Shaking his head, Greyson walked over to his wardrobe and dressed in a simple pair of semi-tight jeans and a plain white t-shirt, before he picked up her dress from the floor and tossed it towards her. The expression on her face when he tossed her the dress was almost laughable, but he bit down on his bottom lip slightly, keeping it in. "You're kicking me out?" She spoke looking at him as if he were mad.
"I need you to get up and get dressed, love. I'm already late."

This time, Greyson couldn't help but smirk as the girl stormed out of his bed with a face like thunder and dressed herself, before stomping her now heel clad feet towards him, and slapping him in the hard in the face. His eyes widened at the movement and he raised his hand to now rub at his now red and sore cheek. "Wasn't that a little uncalled for, love?" He called after her as she stormed through the hallway of the apartment and flung open the door, slamming it behind her. Greyson didn't care. He'd never see her again anyway. But that slap had hurt.

Rubbing his cheek again slightly, he made his own way through the apartment, stopping to take his keys, wallet and phone off of the side before he left the apartment, making sure to grab his jacket before he left.

As he walked into The Mighty Bean, Greyson took in a deep breath, inhaling the delicious scent of the freshly brewed coffee. He instantly spotted his friends and roommate on the other side of the café surrounding Evangeline, but someone else caught his eye - Dakota, sitting with her sister. "Morning, darling." The male spoke, bending down to press his lips to the top of the woman's head before he sat down on the couch next to her, draping his arm over the back. It only took a minute for the waitress to come over and ask him if he wanted anything, and he ordered a black coffee before turning to her.

"Want one? I'm buying."

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Harper let her phone relax by her side as the line moved up an inch or so. Just then the perky waitress on the other side of the counter had come around to stand by the man in front of her. “Hey! I've got a plate already cooked up if you want it. Oh — I'm getting off early today! Swing ‘round by my place around lunch? If you can, that is.” Harper forced her eyes to the ground, trying not to look like she was dropping in on their conversation. It was almost impossible not to- her chippy voice was impossible to ignore and they were standing right beside her. Luckily, her phone vibrated in her hands, allowing her a legitimate distraction.

From: Amber
Message: My apologies, Harper. I was a little late getting in. Be there in fifteen.


Harper clicked the screen off and let the phone go back to her side. No point in sending a text with one word. With nothing left to distract her, she found herself drifting back into the stranger's conversation. "....come over and we can play some video games or watch a movie. I'm pretty sure Greyson isn't having a party tonight so no worries there....That is if your not busy tonight." Luckily, the man had just received his coffee and Harper was able to side step him and order hers. She was standing by the pick up counter when Amber came breathlessly to her side. "Sorry it took me so long. Pleasant morning?" "So far so good. How did everything..." Harper trailed off as she noticed Amber texting and then glancing over to the door.

Sure enough, there was the guy she was always around- Finn. A grin brushed up the corners of Harper's mouth as she took her coffee and turned to Amber. "Oh, Ambs..." A giggle bubbled in her throat as she nodded toward the counter. "That boy is hopeless. You getting anything?" Shaking her head, still smiling, she looked across the cafe. Her boss had come in, and shortly after him came Dakota. Harper's jaw locked and she made an effort to resist rolling her eyes. "And that's my cue to leave... I'll meet you outside." With a 'I can't stand that bitch' look and nod in Dakota's direction, Harper swiftly made her way out of the shop.

Shane looked up at the sound of the bell going off, and stood when he noticed it was Harper. "Sorry, boy, we had to wait on Ambs. Just give her a few." With a huff, and as if he understood, Shane sat back down and whimpered lightly up at Harper. Glancing up, Harper noticed an older man staring at her with one brow raised. Right.. she was talking to Shane in public again. Slowly, Harper sat on the bench outside to wait for Amber. "If I'm not careful they're going to think I've gone insane, Shane," she muttered under her breath to the dalmatian who sat at her heels.

When Amber joined them, Harper stood and untied Shane from the bench. "So, tell me all about it! How'd it go? Meet anyone? Any luck? Deets! I need deets." With that, Harper nodded toward the sidewalk which would lead them to the end of the block and to the neighborhood park. As she walked, she slipped her phone into her pocket and looked over to her friend.

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Evangeline couldn't help but let her smile grow as her sinewy male friend lifted her off of her feet even as he held his coffee. She took a moment to tap her chin at his proposal before giving a crestfallen expression as though she weren't going to be able to join him and it hurt her deeply. But her expression quickly changed into its usual cheerfulness once more. “Of course I'll be able to make it. And the plates right in the back. As long as I make him a plate and let him dock the cost of ingredients from my paycheck, Gordon's letting me make meals here for you guys when I'm working.” Her head turned a bit as she put the conversation on pause to notice Jacob enter followed shortly by Kota, Cali, and eventually Greyson. She gave Jacob a light grin before looking to Blair again.

“Hold that thought.”
She allowed herself to dash out of line to run into the kitchen balancing three plates on a tray. “C'mon guys! Let's get those sweet rolls topped and sent out front! Y'all are movin' slower than molasses in December!” She scolded the others in the back before heading back out front, handing one of the plates to Blair, reconfirming that she could meet him later. “l can definitely swing by when you're off work - l got the new Battlefield and Madden! But I still don't see why you won't let me give you a tat for free.” She rolled her eyes with her seemingly never ending smile as she moved to Dakota's table.

“And here you go.” She set the remaining two plates in front Cali and Kota, giving Greyson a light wave before excusing herself to the kitchen where she could hear others calling for her. “What's the hold up on those cookies?! Let's get it moving people!” In all honestly, for the past year she didn't do as much baking in the kitchen as the others did. While she constantly denied the position of manager, she did perform many managerial duties. She interviewed potential employees when Gordon couldn't or simply didn't want to, kept a record of the sales, bought new ingredients, monitored the work of the other employees, and sometimes helped Gordon make out and hand out the checks. The only reason why she denied the official managerial position was because she didn't want to take on a full time position at the place. Plain and simple.

If she did, she would get sucked into it. More than she already was! How was she supposed to achieve her goals if she was stuck at The Mighty Bean all the time? This was all only temporary. Soon she was going to make it big in the world of entertainment and be renowned outside of San Francisco. She just had to work harder. “Ralentissez! Pourquoi êtes-vous déménagez si lent? Nous avons des clients! Ne me donnez pas ce regard. Je jure devant Dieu que je vais tirer la prochaine personne à commencer à se relâcher.” She clapped her hands, ushering everyone in the kitchen to finish up and to do so quickly. The great thing about The Mighty Bean was that they didn't serve meals. There were only three other people working in the kitchen with her and they usually got to go home early if they baked enough to last the day. She really hated it when they cooked as slowly as possible just to collect hours though. She moved around the kitchen with them, popping out front every now and again to arrange the food in the displays. Gordon made his way into the kitchen where he waited for her before lifting a brow as she smacked Jamie's arm. “Way too much syrup. Now it's going to get soggy all over and give somebody diabetes.”

She huffed softly before turning to her boss.

“Get out, Evan.”, he stated plainly.

She gave a confused look, narrowing her eyes. “Are you firing me?” The other bakers paused to see what drama would unfold, majorly disappointed as Gordon answered. “No, you twit. I'm telling you to leave for the day. It's your birthday weekend and there's no need for you to force yourself to be here for five more hours doing virtually nothing.” He spoke in a matter-of-factly tone, sipping some of his coffee. Evangeline heaved a sigh of relief before giving Gordon a tight hug. “Thanks, Gordy!” She gave him a tight hug and a peck on the cheek before grabbing her bag and dashing out of the kitchen. “Hey, text me if you need me today.” She called out to Dakota before quickly leaving. To the park! Or somewhere. Anywhere but here right now. Ha! She had a whole day to do whatever the fuck she wanted.

“Beep beep! Comin' through!” Evangeline shouted to nobody in particular, the hyperactive woman zipping through her apartment and throwing together two duffel bags of things she felt she might need for the day. She had no intentions of returning home until later that night and there was no telling where she was going or what she was going to do. Prior planning prevents poor performance. She remembered that from some high school JROTC kids she had interviewed once when she did a film on how such programs affected kids. Juno and Voodoo jumped around and barked at her. They could come too! What the hell, they could all come! She whistled the "Hi-Ho" song from Snow White, bouncing around while she got dressed and began trudging everything downstairs to her truck.

When she was finished she went back upstairs to usher her herd of pets out the door, locking it behind her with her Sugar Glider safely caged in a small hamster sphere. Just as she turned around she came face to face with the landlord. He was nice to her once upon a time. But time had not made him any kinder. He gave a frown as he looked at the creature in her hands before looking back at her. Evan hated talking with him over the past few years, always dodging him whenever she could. Like now. “Sorry! l'd love to stay and chat with ya, but I've got a real busy schedule. Good day to you, sir!” She cut him off just as he opened his mouth, quickly dashing down the stairs. That was a close call. Well, she loaded herself up into her truck and she was gone, baby, gone.

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Skylar sighed, walking into the Might Bean and getting a coffee along with a donut. After ordering what she want she walked off to the side and took a small bite out of her donut. This was also the time that her phone decided to ring. Skylar grumbled a little angrily and walked over to a seat where she put her stuff down and answered her phone. "Mm, mmmmah." She shook her head, frowning with her mouth closed. Ew. Why did she just do that? She quickly swallowed her food, almost choking on it as it went down her throat. "Hello?" Skylar sighed softly as her aunt began ranting over the phone about something her husband did. Skylar rolled her eyes and took a seat knowing this would take a while. "... and he had been gambling away our money that entire time. No wonder we can't pay our bills." Her aunt huffed out then finally took in a deep breath. "You know you really should just leave him if he is causing this many problems. Look I have to go so I'll talk to you later." Skylar added quickly in an attempt to get off the phone with her aunt, knowing that soon enough her aunt would probably not stop talking until Skylar really couldn't take it any more. After a couple seconds of a pause she heard a soft sigh come from her aunt. "Alright dear, I'll call you later, or no you can call me. We'll talk more later. Oh here comes Jimmy, love you bye dear." There was silence then click her aunt hung up. Skylar looked at her phone for a minute then shook her head and put her phone away.

After that whole thing with her aunt she grabbed her donut, quickly scarfing it down before picking up her coffee and taking a tiny sip of it. Sadly the coffee wasn't as hot as when she got it. Yet still to Skylar's luck it was still warm and even still burnt her tongue a little. With one glance around The Mighty Bean she didn't really notice anyone that she was either in the mood to talk to or that she even liked. She closed her eyes for a moment then rose to her feet and left the Mighty Bean. Noticing harper she did a half wave before making a quick move away. Amber was there, not that she didn't like her it was just more that Skylar and Amber didn't always get along. Plus Skylar for once didn't want to just barge into a conversation. During the time she was walking down the side walk down the street she pulled her phone out and began to look through it. Her finger landing on Jacob's number. Why not? She hadn't seen him at The Mighty Bean so might as well just send him a simple text. Right? It couldn't hurt.

To: Jacob
Hey, Jak- Jinx... see what I did there? Anyways, whatcha doing? Want to hangout soon? That is unless your busy.

Skylar pressed send on her phone then slid the object into her pocket as she cupped her hands around her coffee and continued to walk. Where was she going? Well that was a mystery even to her, but then again did it really matter? In her opinion it didn't matter but who knew. Skylar took yet another small sip from her drink, looking around as she followed the path to where ever it may lead or end at.



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Blair smiled, gladly taking the delicious plate as it was handed to him. After he received his plate she responded to his offer and he just nodded because soon enough she was moving around The Mighty Bean giving others plates of food. He smiled, "Alright see you later then." Was what he told her as she moved around The Mighty Bean. He was sure she didn't hear him. He took a moment, adjusting the items that he was holding and had in his pockets. Before he even knew it Evangeline was leaving The Mighty Bean because of what Gordon said. He waited until she was gone to leave. Of course he also had to make a quick pit stop at his house to drop off this good that he decided to save for dinner that same night. Soon enough he left The Mighty Bean, went up to his apartment where he put away his food and then he went to where his car was, got into his car, and went to work.

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Friday - February 8, 2013 @ 9:13pm



Location: Blair and Greyson's apartment



“Touch down, biatch! Vous ne pouvez pas me battre!”

Evangeline jumped from their couch and shouted as she thrust her fist into the air while still clutching onto the Xbox 360 controller. She was playing Madden NFL 13 with Blair, the New Orleans Saints as her team. She was painted up black and gold with her Saints Jersey on, having deemed tonight to be Sports Night. The house was filled with the scent of fresh gumbo and her dogs were lying at her feet, watching on lazily. Her day hadn't been particularly eventful after she got off work and drove out. She spent most of that time at the beach with her pets, frightening people with Acadia. People weren't exactly thrilled when they saw a seven foot python swimming near them or slithering through the sand towards them. Evangeline thought it was pretty funny though. And then she had to hurry and find a new spot on the beach when the authorities were called. After that, she met up with her friends who aided her in keeping her website organized so that they could go over the final copy of Drugs in San Francisco: Crack Cocaine before releasing it to be aired on the History channel. She was happy when she returned home, making a quick stop to see Jacob to confirm that he had the club reserved for her the following night so she could celebrate her birthday. In all honesty, she probably didn't really need the entire club space for her birthday. She wasn't going to invite any more than possibly forty people. Hardly enough to fill the entire club. But she was sure everyone was going to get shit-faced and nobody ever wanted to be the DD. It wouldn't be the first time when she would wake up the next day to more than ten people sprawled on hers and Kota's floor. She wasn't exactly a party animal herself compared to a few others as the scene would make her out to be – She just cared enough to not let her friends drive home drunk and most of them couldn't be bothered to remember their address when the taxi came to pick them up. Despite how much Dakota insisted that it was childish, she had sent out the invites for a Marvel comic book character themed party and threatened to murder any other male or female that came dressed as Storm and promised to marry anyone who came dressed as Mad Jim Jaspers and then swore to brutally kill anyone who came dressed as a character from DC comics. After setting her plans and confirming RSVPS and then recounting the supplies, she headed to Blair's apartment as she promised she would. They spent about two hours goofing off while they simultaneously cooked a pot of gumbo and played Xbox at the same time, their laughter loud and sometimes mingled with the barking of the dogs. “If you're done having your ass kicked here, you want to play some Halo or watch a movie?” She grinned over at her friend, throwing a pillow at his face.

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“Touch down, biatch! Vous ne pouvez pas me battre!”

Blair rolled his eyes at her and shook his head. "Oh please! That was a close game!" He told her, nudging her with his hand as he put his control down on the coffee table in front of the couch that they were sitting on. Leaning forward more he reached out to scratch the top of Juno's head. "That Gumbo smells good," He said, glancing back at the pot of cooking gumbo. Blair rubbed his tummy that growled ever so slightly even though he had food about half an hour before Evangeline even got to his apartment. His mind drifted for a second, wondering what his friend may have done after she left and after he had last seen her. His day mostly consisted of him working on an old car for someone who wanted it to be fixed up for a car show that he had later that week. After work he came home, ate some food then cleaned up the house before Evangeline came over. “If you're done having your ass kicked here, you want to play some Halo or watch a movie?” Snapping out of the small daze he was in he made a barking noise at Juno before straightening up only to get hit in the face by a pillow. "What the-" He exclaimed, laughing as he picked the pillow he just got hit with back up. He waved the pillow around, shaking his head at her with a grin on his face. "Movie, definitely a movie." He said before throwing the pillow at her. Standing up he looked at Juno then at Voodoo both he made a barking noise at before rolling his eyes and walked to the kitchen where both the gumbo and beer was. Looking over at the gumbo he was tempted to get some but stopped himself. Walking back he plopped himself down near Juno who he started petting. Looking under his giant TV where his movies were located. Pulling a cabinet open several movies were visible. "You chose the movie. I don't care what we watch to be honest as long as you like it. You are the guest and tomorrow is your birthday." He said grinning over at her for a moment then looking back over at Juno.

"Speaking of which I have a surprise for Evan." Blair said to the dogs laying at Evangeline's feet. He patted Juno's and Voodoo's head before rising to his feet. "Stay there don't move unless your looking for a movie under the TV. He commanded, pointing at her. He looked away then hurried off to his room. The one place that was a complete wreck but he didn't care because it was his room and company rarely ever went in there. Moving to his closet he opened the sliding doors, glancing around the walk in closet before pulling a medium sized present from his closet. The present contained a new camera that was wrapped in some not as great scarfs that had a teddy bear next to it. Of course she was one of his best friends and he knew what she liked or at least most of the things that she liked. He held the present close to him while he closed his closet and went to where his door was, hiding it behind his back he poked his head out. Once he was sure she wasn't looking he snuck away, closing the door behind him as he rushed to the kitchen where he hid the present. Once he hid the present he went to the fridge where he got a very small cake out of the fridge. Picking up the present up and getting the small cake with a fork he carried it towards his best friend, placing it down in front of her. Once they were safely on the coffee table he looked over at the dogs. "Happy early birthday Evan," He said with a small smile. He knew she would most likely have a party tomorrow for her birthday but he figured that since they were here he might as well do something. "Go ahead, open it. Tell me what you think." He insisted as he took a pillow and adjusted it before leaning against the pillow.

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Evangeline narrowed her eyes playfully as Blair told her dogs that he had a gift for her. But her birthday wasn't until tomorrow! Not that she was complaining or anything. She bit down on her bottom lip and bounced with excitement, moving her hands over eyes to show that she wasn't going to ruin the surprise. She could hear him shuffling around in his room -which she was sure was still a complete mess as usual- before he moved into the kitchen. She was getting a bit impatient even though it hadn't even been two minutes. That was what sucked about being told about surprises – It made you antsy! She passed the time by humming to herself, swaying back and forth until she could feel him sit down next to her.

Pulling her hands away from her eyes, she immediately went for the cake with a gleeful squeal. She gave a soft laugh with a mouthful of cake before turning her eyes towards him and nodding upwards. “You – ” She had to pause and swallow her food before finishing her sentence, icing littering her lips. “ – went to Kota for this, huh?” She could tell Kota's partries apart from everyone else's with ease. It wasn't that hard – She had been eating them for the past four years, after all. She didn't let him answer before devouring the rest of the cake with a gleeful squeal when she finished, grabbing a paper towel she had used as a coaster earlier, now using it to wipe her hands before unwrapping the scarves.

Her jaw dropped at the sight of the the camera and she let out a loud, excited squeal. She snatched up both the teddy and the camera, stroking the black piece of photographic equipment in a way that was similar to the way Golem stroked the One Ring. “T-This is a Samsung Galaxy NX! These cost almost two thousand dollars!”
She immediately turned it on and began fiddling with it, her eyes lighting up as the camera booted up. “I love it! Thank you!” Her eyes seemed to be welling up with tears as she held the camera in one hand and the teddy in the other before moving so that she was sitting almost in Blair's lap, pressing her face against his and angling the camera. “The very first picture.” Evangeline gave a smile as her finger moved and pressed down on the button. Her silver blue eyes lit up with the bright flash as she captured the moment with a cheesy, icing laced smile.

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“You – ” Evangeline had paused and it gave Blair time to notice the icing littering her lips, “ – went to Kota for this, huh?” Blair chuckled, nodding as a short response to her question. Blair looked away for a little while only when he looked back he noticed that she was opening her present. A smile came to his face when he noticed her reaction. That was one thing he had been worried about, that she would not like her present but luckily she seemed to love it. “I love it! Thank you!” Blair smiled more, well that pretty much just relieved his worried mind. "Your welcome, I was a little afraid you wouldn't like it." Blair admitted, shrugging. Once she moved and was almost sitting in his lap his smile lightened a little as he slipped an arm around her waist and smiled at the camera. Of course, holding back playful roll of his eyes as she took the very first picture on her new camera. He kept his arm around her waist and a smile on his face until she finished taking the picture. Once she finished taking the picture he looked over at her, playfully rolling his eyes at her. Poking her in the side he looked around, wondering what to do next.

After a minute or two of sitting next to Evan he moved his arm from around her and slowly stood up. He smiled at her, rolling his eyes as he moved back to the TV, picking out a couple romantic comedies and some action movies in case she for once didn't want to watch a romantic, sappy, chick-flick. He knew she was probably the only girl he really knew that would be playing a shooter game and then want to watch some kind of chick-flick. Not that it really bothered him though it was just well different, different from most girls, of course it wasn't really a bad thing. Placing a decent stack onto the coffee table he doubled checked to make sure she was completely done with her cake before carefully taking the plate that it had been on plus the silverware. After cleaning up the plate plus the silverware and placing them both in the dishwasher he walked back over to her, slipping his arm around her and carefully pulling her closer to him. He moved an arm around her shoulders and gave her a gentle hug. "I hope it was alright that I gave you your presents early. You don't mind do you? Just didn't want to show off or anything with my amazing gift at your party. My amazing present choosing skills." He joked as he returned his arms from around her shoulders and adjusted his collar as if trying to gloat or something. He laughed a little, looking aver at her as he adjusted his collar again. After his collar of his shirt was adjusted just the way he usually had it he leaned forward, placing one of his elbows on his knee as he started to pet Voodoo.