#aileen aodh;; ints

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who: aileen aodh with: anyone ( @chqstarter ) no longer accepting replies. where: the green ( downtown )

sitting underneath one of the many trees in the green, aileen was browsing home decor sites. they were moving onto remodeling the guest bedroom and needed some ideas. and budget-friendly ideas at that, having spent far too much on the main bedroom. "hey, you," she kicked out at the passer-by. "what makes a good guest bedroom? like, what makes it less like a hotel room and more like a place you could feel at home. but not too at home! you still have to leave at some point."

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aileen could barely pay attention to the other occupant. they were trying not to hyperventilate. they had heard too many stories of elevators falling because someone made the slightest movement. so the other's pacing was not helping calm aileen down. any moment, the cable holding them up would snap and the both of them would fall to their death, getting crushed and being unidentifiable under the elevator's weight. what good was getting the architect fired when maybe the elevator problem happened somewhere else along the line? granted, aileen knew nothing about how these types of problems even occur, so maybe it was the architect's fault. "okay," they whispered, still focusing on keeping their breathing steady.

who: open @chqstarter

where: a (broken) elevator

Twenty minutes; thirteen seconds; probably fifty milliseconds and he was already starting to sweat. He supposed that the nervous pacing wasn't helping the situation (or the other person in the elevator with him) but the humid, stuffy air and the darkness was starting to irritate the select few nerves that he had left that afternoon. All he could think about was the fact that he was breathing the same air as the person next to him and his shirt was starting to itch. "allah'im ya -" Tuncay breathes, running his palms over his face.

In a horror film, this would be the moment where the poltergeist got them; in an action film, this was the part where they climbed through the top of the elevator and carefully, with agility, flitted around industrial steel beams until they were safe on solid ground; in a reality show, they were stuck, very stuck, in a small little box with no electricity or air conditioning (or air filtration, to his horror) "I know the architect who designed this building, I will make sure that they pay a very hefty fee for this. Don't worry, they'll be out of business in 24 hours, indefinitely."

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who: aileen aodh with: bonnie beaufort ( @bonniebeaufort ) where: trunk or treat / costume contest ( the green, downtown )

aileen was trying to add some fake blood to their vampire costume before heading on stage for the contest, when the tube spat at them. it landed on her cheek. she turned to the person next to her, "does it at least look semi-intentional? i really don't have the time to redo if it doesn't."

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aileen's tagdump !!

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aileen had finished their weekly grocery shopping when they saw bianca's cart hit their car. that wasn't good, but instead of focusing on the negative, they said: "it's a junker anyways, one more dent isn't going to hurt." she opened the passenger seat to put the bags down. "i wouldn't say no to lunch as an apology, though. but again, my car's pretty banged up, so it's not a big deal to me."

OPEN STARTER @chqstarter Location: Super Market

To say that Bianca hated grocery shopping was an understatement. There were always too many choices and in general it was too boring for her liking. Which was why she liked to play little games with herself when she could. The most fun to her was shopping cart bowling, and at the end of her trip she tried to get a perfect score by pushing her cart into the return when it gave an unexpected veer to the right hitting a car. "Oh shit!" Bianca said before looking around and finding someone who watched the whole thing. "Listen I'll give you $20 if you don't snitch." She offered before a sudden thought came to mind. "Or I'll buy you lunch if that was your car."

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ice cream. that was exactly what aileen needed after a long day of painting walls. even going all the way to montbello wasn't an obstacle when a sweet treat was needed! "can i get a vanilla cup with marshmallow fluff or cream or whatever it's called on top if you have it?" she took her wallet out of her purse to be ready to pay when a total was given.

open starter : @chqstarter at a la mode

the tingling bell above the door alerted him to someone's presence, yet it still took him a moment to emerge from the back with his arms filled with cups, spoons, and cones galore to finish stocking once he had a moment to. raffy hadn't been expecting the sudden rush he'd gotten, and almost wished he hadn't sent the last of his help home for the evening already. " welcome in ! let me know when you're ready to order ! i just made some new flavors if you want to try. "

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aileen leaned against on of the more stable shelves. they then moved back, not wanting to seem rude. "oh, i came over because i wanted to know what the smell was. but as long as i have your attention, is there anything you'd recommend out of your new arrivals?"

"Tell me about it. It just makes you look bad for making the mess and leaving someone else to cleaning it up." she sighed, glancing up at the other. "is there something you are looking for? I can get it for you when im done here." she offered before cleaning up the last of the mess.

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she had been dying her hair red for so long, it was second nature at this point. keeping a decent section of the natural brown so they didn't have to feel the dye on their scalp. aileen took a second look at the man beside her. "something different or something new? and, like, what vibe are you going for—professional?" that would influence any advice she'd give.

who: open @chqstarter

Tony tugged on the strands of hair that brushed against his chin. He was due for a haircut and an updated dye job. The pink he’d added in the beginning of the summer had since faded out, the time spent in the pool leeching the color until there wasn’t even a pale hint of it’s former vibrant glory. If his father saw him now, he knew Edgar would roll his eyes. The man seemed to appreciate his son’s self expression, but made it clear that he believed Tony lacked any sense of professionalism. “So,” he began, turning to the person beside him, “I obviously need to do something about this.” He tugged on the strands again for emphasis. “But I don’t know what. Got any suggestions?”

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aileen had been enjoying being outside of the house. don't get them wrong—they adored their house, but a sunny and not-hot day deserved to be appreciated. she had been reading on one of the benches when the click of a camera could be heard. they hadn't been wearing their headphones since the park was calm. "no, no, you don't have to delete them. just don't post them. please. i don't like pictures of me i didn't take being online." the dyed-ginger pat the spot next to them. "can i see them, though?"

𝐖𝐇𝐎 :  joshua + anyone // @chqstarter 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 :  the green

       the day was absolutely gorgeous. the weather wasn't too hot or too cold. the seventy degree weather really brought out more people than usual. and josh was no different. he grabbed his camera, and he went around the city, taking photos, finding beauty in everything he saw. he found himself taking a break at the green, where he took some time to eat his lunch before he saw someone who looked like they were in their ELEMENT. he brought his camera up and looked them through their viewfinder before finally taking a few snapshots of them. the sound of the shutter could be heard and was probably what broke his cover when the person looked straight at them. busted. he gave them an innocent smile. " sorry, i can totally delete them. you can check them out if you want though, they did turn out good, " joshua said.

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aileen took to 'there's always room for improvement' mentalities like a sponge. everything she ever did, she had to get better and better. "awesome awesome, i look forward to hearing what you think afterwards." feedback was crucial for her job. if club-goers didn't like their sets, they'd be out of a job. "they're a newer band, not surprised you haven't heard of them. since my set is over, i'm done for the night, someone else is finishing out the night. so, yeah, i'm down to get a drink with you."

addison’s smile grew wider at the others words. it was nice to come across someone with a similar mindset to get. addison herself was always trying to improve, always trying to step out of her comfort zone. What was life without a little risk ? “I like your way of thinking. and if the next one is guaranteed to top tonight, then I’ll have to make sure I come to that, too.” making a mental list of the name, addison nodded. "i've never heard of them before, but i always like discovering new music. so, are you resigned to here for the whole night, or are you able to get a drink before the night is over ? "

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aileen was still messing with their cotton candy bucket, having already finished the candy but liking the barcade's logo too much to throw it away. however, the bucket was quickly put it down when gray laid out the bet. "you're so on." she grabbed one of the mallets and smirked. "be prepared to get out your wallet." they secured their headphones so the clack of the puck and mallet couldn't be heard. "ready when you are!"

location: anywhere with an air hockey table / maybe small bar downtown or in the river north arts district.

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TRIGGER WARNINGS; drug/weed mention

 After grabbing a beer && soft pretzel, Grayson had wandered over to the air hockey table. Decently buzzed enough before even cracking open the top of his drink, thanks to the half-joint still left in his back pocket for later he'd not finished yet - Gray felt unusually social, maybe homesick. Even though he’d bought his house nearly a year ago, he’d had yet to come fully out of his shell and explore the whole of the town; sleeping long hours through the daytime due to his night job as a nurse. Digging out a couple of quarters, Gray popped them in, and watched the lights come on to indicate a game was ready to begin. “ Best two outta three? ” He offered, holding out one of the paddles to hit the puck with. “ Winner buys drinks? ”

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"yeah, no pets. i do have a bunch of d.i.y. projects, but i normally give them to friends so they don't end up taking up space." aileen, while not having a huge house, did have one that wasn't what someone might assume only had one resident. "well, what's in your guest room? that might help give me ideas for my own."

“You probably don’t have a million books and a bunch of pets then. My house is huge, so I used most of the extra rooms to give my pets plenty of space and store all the books and my art stuff. I do still have a guest room though,” Kendra admitted. She wanted at least one space friends could stay since she had so many in town. Though when they did come over, she didn’t mind sharing the same bed or even passing out on the couch with them after drinking.

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"mhm, since it's neutral swapping any decorations gets easier as it doesn't clash." all of this made a vision for the room come together. "thanks for the help!" they gushed.

"black would probably make the room feel small, yeah." gus agrees, nodding. "sure, beige could work. i feel like you could do a lot decor wise with beige."

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"well, not yet. i'm working on it right now. i'm open to suggestions if you have another idea for the space. and i would spend time in it; it could be a good change of pace, a cold cave to sleep in if i'm having trouble. and then there's dusting every so often." aileen added 'cactus' to their notepad file of ideas. "and if i had a cactus, then i couldn't avoid the room forever. it would eventually need watering or repotting."

"this is a guest room in your own home?" emily raised her eyebrow at the other. "and you never plan on going into that room ever again once it's set up?" that seemed kind of weird. why would you avoid a room in your house? shouldn't you go in there and clean every once in awhile? but it wasn't her house. emily barely had enough to afford one bedroom let alone two. "i don't think a cactus would be off-putting especially if you did a desert theme. a lot of people use cacti to decorate homes."

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"make it look lived in, got it." aileen made a note of that, including the options he gave. "no one's lived there since i've moved in, but maybe i could for a while? how long of a while, though…" she trailed off. "things in the drawers that won't detract from their visit. no clothes or things like that. that what you're saying?"

Julian’s eyes were glued to his phone, but somehow he saw the foot that flew out in front of him to catch his attention. His eyes darted in their direction. He opened his mouth to speak, but she was asking their question before he could get a word out. Usually he wouldn’t engage, but they genuinely seem to want advice, and he did have a guest bedroom, so… “Well. It helps if the room used to be lived in,” he started. It used to be his niece’s bedroom, and some of her things were still there. “So. Put things in the drawers? Extra sheets and towels and things. Put your winter clothes in the closet.”

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the redhead cringed when the other was almost tripped. "oops. sorry keziah." aileen pulled her foot back in, it going back to propping up her laptop. "yeah, but i'm trying to lean more onto shopping sites so i can price out how much i'll need to save. a whole room reno gets pricey real quick. don't want to get super excited for a certain decoration only to find out it's out of budget."

On the occasional day, Keziah would choose to take her lunch break at The Green, and today was that day. Picking herself up an açai bowl from Main Squeeze, she made the journey to the usually crowded outdoor space. She almost always had her yoga mat with her, and it made for a perfect impromptu picnic blanket if she ever needed one. Walking through the field, blades of grace tickling at her calves, Keziah had been so entranced by the group of people playing frisbee, that she almost tripped at the sudden appearance of someone’s leg. “Whoa,” she yelped, leaping back before she could fall face-first. Her eyes drifted from her feet, then up at — “Jeez, Aileen, warn a girl, will you?” A shaky laugh fell from her lips, and she propped herself down across from them. “Hmm, have you tried Pinterest for some inspiration?”