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Blake was attempting to not roll his eyes, he swore eventually his eyeballs would get stuck behind his head if he spoke to JJ any longer. Licking his lips, he restlessly moved around for a bit with a hand patting his knee anxiously until his gaze landed back on his friend upon his question. His fans had been asking about another JJ appearance again, it would be good to get together. ❝ Nah, I need to hop on tonight.. I've been so swamped with jobs I haven't really focused on that ❞ he hesitated for a moment before tilting his head, ❝ You free to play soon? ❞

"You don't look that bad. Actually don't look as foolish as you think." Blake didn't look like a fool. Even if he did he'd be the fool who saved people from getting injured. People did some idiotic stuff as he was well aware of. JJ's eyes scanned over the area and chuckled watching a couple kids splashing each other.

"Why not both?" Really what was stopping him from getting both things. "You worked up the appetite for it." He shrugged and played with the bottle cap between his fingers. 'Are you gonna stream this week or taking a break?"

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❝ And what? You suggest I tell her the truth? ❞ Blake was skeptical about their advice, he wasn't really feeling the new girl he was seeing after the 4th date and frankly, she gave him a bit of the creeps. She was clingy, always up in his space and never gave him a moment to jus take a piss. It was cute at first but now he was trying to shrug her off before she became too attached but maybe it was too late? He ran a hand through his hair, a long sigh slipping past his lips as he continued, ❝ She just somehow is always around, it's driving me nuts ❞

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❝ From a child's menu? ❞ Blake almost choked on his food at the other male's quick response, the thick layer of honey coating his throat briefly as he tried to regain his surroundings. The comment didn't offend him but it was a bit of a surprise for someone to call him out so quickly. Swallowing down the lump of food, clearing his throat, Blake wiggled in his chair for a moment or two before he began to speak. It was unclear if he was being serious or not. ❝ The kid's menu provides you with crayons and a coloring book, I say that's a pretty solid deal .. ❞ He looked amused and confident in his answer. Judging by the way he slid a couple of papers and a small box away, only some could assume he was being truthful.

Leaving the kitchen in the hands of his sous, Luca was about to begin his usual rounds around The Boiler Room. His routine was always the same: start with the guests seated at the tables, followed by a quick check-in with the patrons in the back booths, and end with a stop at the bar. But for whatever reason, he opted instead to begin at the bar, seating himself at an open bar stool, at the behest of one of the bartenders. That was when he noticed the person to his right, one who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the last of the food on their plate. It would have hardly have been Luca’s meal of choice, but if the restauranteur knew anything, it was that there was no accounting for taste, particularly at this late hour. “No, no, please, don’t stop on my account. Though, next time, I might suggest someone of your appetite ordering something that doesn't come from the child's menu?” 

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The sound of bare feet echoed as he made his way to the fridge, completely ignoring Abigail’s irritated ranting. The way “Asshat” rolled off her tongue naturally made the air comfortable for him, a personal nickname that brought a collage of memories. Once he was in the center of the room, he glanced around the empty kitchen, lightly calling out Stacey's name. ❝ Is there ever a moment where you're not complaining ? ❞ He sounded a bit amused even though it was a quick response to her grumbling. He tightened the hold of the towel around his waist, plucking off a piece of dried bacon from a plate before snapping off a crunchy bit into his mouth. He leaned against the counter, tilting his head with trailing eyes, ❝ Geez, Don't you ever smile? ❞

Her smile immediately flattened upon coming to realization that the man had not changed at all after all those years. Blake was just as arrogant and overbearing as ever, her eyes looking him up and down in disdain as he stood in the middle of her flat in nothing else but HER towel he must have snatched from the bathroom rack.

"God you're so insufferable" Abigail muttered under her breath as the man made it past her, the nickname triggering her annoyance furthermore. "What the heck are you still doing here even, you asshat? Get dressed and get the hell out of my apartment, your girl isn't even here anymore! --Gosh, so much for a relaxing day off."

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TWO NIGHT STAND (2014)

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Happy Birthday @idkblakee ,

You have a week to redeem your free drink before you pay happy hour prices.

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Blake was a talker, he was always saying more than he should or what anyone would be thinking, trying to say. He nodded at the person next to him, digging his fork into the flavored toast, bringing it to his mouth as he deliberated what to respond. Nodding his head, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, ❝ I usually get invited out and end up unlucky ❞ He casually put before continuing, ❝ Or they hook me up with a failed date ❞

Aj was notorious for approaching a bar and eating there versus getting a table. He enjoyed the alone time it provided him and 9/10 times, most people wouldn't start a conversation but of course, he happened to be with the 1/10 chance that someone did want to converse. He overheard a conversation as he was going about eating his own meal when the other spoke to him. "Oh, I'm good. I promised myself this week I would lower my sugar intake. I will say, their French toast is pretty damn good though," he stated, declining the offer. "What's with the group separation?" Hell, if the conversation was going to happen, he might as well be nosy.

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❝ Real waffles? Or that store bought shit? ❞ He used his fork to cut up a corner of his French toast, dipping it into whip cream and honey before he brought it to his mouth to savor the taste. He let out a happy moan before dropping his utensil to turn to the stranger who was clearly wrong about her opinion. ❝ Personally, I believe French toast holds more flavor and softness. ❞

blake & dani ;; convo

dani sat the bar, enjoying her third lychee martini of the night. she had made friends with the bartender, chatting their ears off about a random tiktok trend invading her 'for you page.' she doesn't notice the man at first, not until she hears some fork scraping against a plate. she turned her head, glancing at him. as she turned away to take a sip, her eyes shot back at him, " uh, no thank you. " she replied, setting her glass down. " i'm more of a waffle gal if you ask me. " she shrugged with a small smirk, " plus i wouldn't want to take any away from you. sounds like you're really enjoying it. "

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Blake didn't mean to startle her or make her feel uncomfortable. His blunt attitude sometimes seemed more than it actually was but he had a heart of gold. Waving her down, he responded reassuringly, ❝ Don't apologize for something dumb. It does look good yeah? ❞ Her theory about his escape was probably correct but he wasn't trying to look pathetic. ❝ I recommend the French toast or the shredded browns honestly.. ❞

in the corner of the bustling restaurant, ela enjoyed her eveningwhile discreetly observing a spirited group of friends nearby. one individual in their midst appeared somewhat hesitant, his friends urging him to join their revelry. as the night progressed, fate brought ela to sit beside him. amidst the lively atmosphere, his calm demeanor stood out, leaving her curious about the thoughts swirling in his mind. embarrassed when he caught her staring, ela blushed and couldn't help but attribute it to her insatiable curiosity. "i'm so sorry," she said with a nervous chuckle. "i didn't mean to stare, but that french toast does look good." offering a warm smile, she took a sip of her drink. "the food must be truly exceptional for you to seek a brief escape from the group."

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❝ I usually play wherever anyone wants me to, can't say ❞ Blake was always on the go, he didn't find work but it always seemed to find him. He watched the other, noticing she seemed a bit familiar but her couldn't figure out why. ❝ Maybe.. I don't really keep track unless I'm on payroll. You do look familiar though.. ❞ He couldn't pinpoint why.

Satisfied and finally backing away from full responsibility of the spill, Juliette took in the persons question before saying, "Just to get it out all in one go, I'm Juliette." She began. "And what do I do exactly? A mish-mash of things that all involve a kitchen and making sure a good amount of the civilians of Cape May are caffeinated and satiated." She said with a chuckle. "Ever been to Bella Vida? That's where I usually am. What about you?"

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Blake was definitely taken back but in a positive way, it was really refreshing to see a new face. Especially one that offered him a drink or two. The dirty blonde gave the other a look over before a smile started to twitch at the corners of his mouth, he was clearly impressed and pleased. ❝ I don't even need to ask because you know you're right.. ❞ He took the shot happily and lifted the glass to his mouth until the butter taste ran down his throat. This guy seemed cool.. Who was he? ❝ I'm alright, just a guy without a gal. I'm use to the vibe here honestly ❞

Ethan had just ordered a round of shots for him and a couple of his buddies in need of something much stronger than the shitty beer they had been drinking all night, when he heard the grumbling beside him. His head immediately cocked his head to the side, and he quickly amended his drink order before the bartender could make it too far. “Actually, one more.” Ethan added as he handed the guy stabbing his french toast one of the shots that had already arrived. "Nah, but you could probably use this. You good bro?"

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❝ They're better with peanut butter ❞ The stoner murmured, pushing his food around with his fork. He was obviously pouting because there was clearly no peanut butter on his French toast. He took the chance to lift his gaze to the person sitting next to him, she had a warm energy about her that felt comfortable. ❝ If you're looking for something to eat, i'd recommend the hashbrown scramble. It comes with shredded browns, peppers, bacon and eggs ❞

Hudson knew that she needed to put business aside sometimes and go enjoy herself. She let herself remain wrapped up in the bakery and when she wasn't there, she was at home putting together orders and reading emails from client and potential clientele. She decided to go out and get something to eat and a couple of drinks. She was a friendly person but she never allowed herself to get to really know people because she was so into her job. She was sitting and contemplating what she was going to get to eat with a glass of wine in her hand. She looked over at what the person next to her was eating and she was enticed, "Whoa. Sorry those just look really good."

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Blake heard a familiar voice call out to him over the pounding music of some genre he had never heard before, sounded like a mix of techno and country. He honestly didn't know how to feel about it, the music kind of left a weird taste in his mouth which was ruining the plate in front of him. What was this shit? Blake remembered the voice and came back to reality, turning his attention to the brunette. ❝ Ivy? Hey, what are you doing here? ❞

ivy had just gotten herself a drink when she noticed blake with a plate of french toast sitting by his group of friends who all seemed to be attached to someone. "looks like you're the real winner here" ivy said giggling as she walked over to where the other was sitting. "blake, you know i never say no to good stuff and you can never go wrong with french toast" she said with a smile. "i thought you said you weren't gonna go out"

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He dropped his fork onto the table as he looked over at the other individual, recognizing them as a friend of a friend. What was her name again? Kainoa? She was young and last time he saw her, he swore she was 16, boy was he wrong. Blake licked at the corner of his lips where he tasted residual peanut butter and honey from his French toast. ❝ Have you seen them eat it at the strip club? Because that's a common occurrence and let me tell ya, it doesn't taste as nice as here ❞

                    a rare night off work ( not of her own volition, of course ) somehow led her to one of the other bars in town. mostly because getting a drink or two at her own workplace would not just be sad but also a little weird. the last thing she wanted was for her own boss to see her plastered, if that were to occur. she’d been working on her second jack and coke when the seat next to her was suddenly occupied, and she watched with rapt attention as the bartender handed the new arrival a plate of french toast. he must’ve noticed her looking because suddenly he was asking her a question, and it was a few moments before she shook her head. ❛ no, it’s just – i don’t think i’ve ever seen anybody eat breakfast food at a bar, ❜  she explained.  ❛ good for you, though ! looks good ! ❜

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❝ A poster child, huh? ❞ He scoffed lightly, ❝ I look like a joke, JJ! ❞ Blake couldn't help but run his hand through his hair again, it seemed to be a common occurrence whenever his friend was around. Blake's consistent jobs were streaming and movies nights, anything else was just a small gig or to help someone out. This instance was Blake helping another friend but he didn't think they would run out of shorts in size L. Sipping at his water briefly, he set down his bottle and readjusted the string to his whistle as he gave some thought to his next response. ❝ Should be. I'm only here part time anyway. ❞ He glanced around briefly, noticing the waves were getting a bit rough before he blew his whistle and did a signal for some people on the left wing to step back. ❝ I don't know but I can either go for a triple cheese or a bowl of nachos with extra jalapenos ..❞ The thought of food was only making his mouth water with a followed growl from his stomach to answer JJ's question.

As soon as he got the water bottle from Blake he started to laugh into it. "Because it's fun. Look at you, you're like the poster child for not having a great time. Not like if roles were reversed you wouldn't be doing the same thing. Maybe even worse. All I am saying is the truth. This is the perks of having me in an extroverted mood today. Great for other people not so much for you." He swallowed some of the water and chuckled as he gave a second glance to the passerbys.

"You think they'll be finding someone anytime soon? Kind of feels like they're set with you." Though with summer in full swing he assumed some of the high school kids would be taking up the summer jobs around town. "I could wait an hour. Probably safer to stave off some of these hounds that are real focused on a specific region. Where do you think you'd want to eat?" With his wife having a girls day with Di and Agnes he knew she wasn't going to be missing him that much.

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Blake reluctantly followed Jimmy through the house and into the yard, watching curiously as they passed the different festivities. He was usually easy going but tonight was downhill after he got off his shift, it was nice to have a laid back person around. Blake kicked off his shoes onto the deck, taking a seat next to Jimmy on the edge of the patio so he could dip his feet into the sand. He gently took the joint between his fingers and brought the end to his lips as he asked, ❝ Are you usually this chill? ❞

Jimmy watched the new guy and raised his eyebrows, waiting for his answer. Everyone around them was smashed and making too much noise. Jimmy smirked and nodded, then looked up at his friends who began to play pong and everyone already had partners. He'd rather chill out first anyway, especially if a certain someone were to show up. He nodded his way and shouted over the music, "the backyard is the beach, follow me!" He said as he led the way pushing through the crowd of drunken millennials. He had been at this house before so he knew the way. They made their way through the kitchen and out the back door, where it was less crowded and much quieter. He found an open seat near the edge of the patio and sat down and lit up. He took a puff and passed it to his new friend.

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ROMEO + JULIET (1996) dir. Baz Luhrmann