#treev:start

[clairvancea-blog]

the boardwalk. an excellent place to meet new people, search for new locations to review, perhaps shoot some b-roll for her next vlog; but mostly, clair only wants to get out of her head for a little bit. she likes her job, and she’s worked hard to get here, from experiments in soup kitchens to a successful vlog with over 600k subscribers. she only finds it a little difficult to measure up to her brother’s successes sometimes, even though he’s the younger of the two. perhaps another social media cleanse is in order; sunrise yoga usually helps, even if she does it....less than religiously. 

the vlogger is so caught in her own thoughts she almost collides with someone, rounding the corner between shops, the afternoon sun glinting off the pacific to her left. she takes a moment to collect herself, running her fingertips through her hair. 

“Oh, so sorry; I didn’t see you!” 

[heynaomi]

“god! don’t you know you’re not supposed to sneak up on someone like that?” naomi regretted the words as soon as they’d escaped her lips. she hated when she got like this. dealing with the affairs and minuscule details that came along with deciding what to do with the men who had murdered her father, well, it left her shaken -- jumpy. naomi squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head quickly. “i’m sorry. i’m just -- on edge. i didn’t mean that.” she was tired. 

[tdcollins]

todd, she’s getting worse. the medications aren’t helping the way the doctors hoped. you need to come see her, okay? she’s asking about you. ❛ fuck, ❜ todd mumbled angrily, tossing his phone aside before both of his hands moved to the back of his head. his slim fingers slid through the dark locks in a frustrated manner and he looked around where he was standing as he could feel his heart literally break inside of his chest. that’s when he also noticed that he had managed to get a small audience to his small break-down. sniffing, todd moved the back of his hand against his nose while the other dropped to the side of his waist. ❛ i’m ––i’m sorry about that, ❜ he spoke and he noticed mothers sending him a glare for swearing in front of their children. slumping down on the bench located where he was, he sighed and put his head in-between his knees as he tried to calm down.

[lconardos]

✉ sms → ALL

LEO: got any fourth leftovers that you’re willing to forfeit LEO: i had to work LEO: that being said do you feel bad enough to give me food or should i elaborate 

[nikolaiis]

he’s not tailing her. 

‘ tailing ’ would imply that he’s successfully keeping up with her and that she doesn’t know of his presence. while nikolai holds no doubt about his own abilities to trail this woman wherever she may go, he also is under no illusion that she knows he’s there. technically, he has no reason to be casual about this. technically, blake’s instructions are just to keep her safe, and vivian can keep her own damn self safe. 

especially here. 

it’s the goddamn movie theater, a concept that hasn’t publicly entertained nikolai in years. he’s perched in one of the top rows, wearing street clothes and attempting to seem even the slightest bit interested in the mundane bullshit filtering across the screen before him. 

bruised fingers shovel over-buttered and over-salted popcorn into his mouth as he reclines in the seat, propping his booted feet up onto the seat before him. he looks to the side, finds her sitting right where she was before. alone, looking bored. this isn’t the first time their games have started like this, but after everything that’s happened between them, nikolai doesn’t know what vivian is going to do. 

only one way to find out. 

he hops up out of his seat and walks over, into the row behind her, and then jumps down into her row and flops into the seat next to her. he’s not even trying to be quiet about the whole thing, not giving a damn about the show he could be interrupting. 

( what even is it, anyway? the lion king? didn’t that come out in the 90′s? )

“Enjoying the show, princess?” he asks, shoving more popcorn into his mouth and offering the bucket to her. 

@viviantrons

[ffsdimitri]

ever since vivian had expressed her distaste for dimitri’s job, it made the days excruciating. maybe she was right. maybe he did need an out. somehow, instead of being rewarded for finishing his work early it seemed as though he were being punished for it -- he was doomed to taking police reports for the day. it was a task that should have been easy. however, given that dimitri’s mind seemed to be everywhere but the police station, it was easier said than done. he realized he’d spaced out after several moments, causing him to turn to who was sitting across from him with slightly furrowed brows. “i’m sorry. can you uh, can you describe what happened again? sorry.”

[harpsullivan]

HARPER KNEW THAT IT PROBABLY looked a little weird, that she was enjoying a cup of hot chocolate in the middle of august, especially as it was still pretty warm outside, but she was excited about fall and winter coming up. it was her favorite time of the year. ❛ am i the only one who is excited about halloween coming up? and the fact that pumpkin latte will be back at starbucks? ❜ harper said and giggled softly, looking up at the person who stood in front of her from behind the hot chocolate cup she had bought earlier. ❛ as much as summer is pretty and all, i’m so excited about fall –- when you can wear jeans and big sweaters and beanies without sweating away, you know what i mean? ❜ she said and laughed softly. 

[briellecox]

open starter @ apartment complex

“this is just not going to end well, is it?” brielle asked, mostly to herself as she opened the trunk of her car carefully. there really wasn’t a lot, just a few boxes and a couple of suitcases. she’d never had much of anything and back in the day, she’d focused on looking the part in school, having enough for everything. did it feel amazing to stop sharing a one bedroom apartment with someone else? absolutely, but it still felt weird because she’d never really had anything hers before but she was enjoying it. even if she was not enjoying having to move it all by herself to a second floor apartment. she eyed the boxes and immediately regretted not asking for help when she realized the amount of books she had were going to be quite the struggle. “yeah, i definitely should have asked for her help.”

[ofjenncs-blog]

“––don’t look now, but they’re totally eyeing you,” jenna mentioned with a glance over her shoulder at the person next to her and then back to the one she was talking about who stood on the other side of the coastline. 

[jxcbvs]

“ugh, i’m still so sick after that music festival. y’know, i dare you to ask how sick i am the answer’s gonna blow your mind.” without skipping a beat, jake slumped against the wall dramatically, almost talking to anyone within shouting distance inside the gym. “i’m so sick it’s fucking illegal and that new Khalid album nor planning for coachella and rolling loud are helping my throat. this is the death of a sinner - i’m telling you.”

[clairvancea-blog]

“I either need another tattoo, another piercing, or another drink. It’s 2pm on a Sunday. Do you see my problem?” 

[flcwershqs]

location: outside of once upon a book // josephine’s bookstore 

     “oh, come on... where is it?” josephine mumbled to herself as she stood in the middle of the road, outside of her workplace, desperately looking for the keys she needed to have to open the store with. had she seriously managed to forget them at home? her head was a little all over the place lately, especially with the one year anniversary of her ex-boyfriend’s murder, coming up. which also meant the one year of being in hiding. as she was looking through her bad, she dropped it and her things spread out across the pavement. a soft sigh fell from her lips and she sat down on her knees, trying to gather as much of her stuff while looking for the keys. that’s when the keys came into view. “there you are,” josephine spoke quietly and as she reached out for them, she noticed a pair of shoes in front of her. tilting her head backwards, her cheeks turned a bright pink. “i’m sorry, i ––- i promise you that i’m not crazy, i just... i’ve had a bit of a rough start to the day. that’s all.”

[tdcollins]

     todd went to get food and health supplements for the horses at the local shop, and as he was tossing the stuff that he had bought onto the back of the pick-up truck, he wiped the back of his hand across his forehead. taking a deep breath, he let his tongue slide quick across his lips when he heard movements being made behind him. raising an eyebrow, todd turned and the grin on his lips grew as he placed his hands on either side of his waist. ❝hey,❞ he spoke and smiled at the kids who looked like they were the same age as his little sister. he was quite known around treeville, especially since he had brought home a lot of medals within the riding community, so a couple of people knew who he was. looking around, todd noticed what seemed to be their parents in the background, watching them. can we take a picture with you? laughing softly, he nodded and sat down –– crouching so that he would be the same height as them. ❝come on then,❞ he said and took the phone, taking a picture of the three of them together. todd had recently moved back to treeville, after having been on the road –– trying to get as much money to help his family with the hospital bills, but it had been an accident which had made him realize that he needed to be in treeville. even if that meant that he would have to give up something he loved in the process. thank you. he laughed and nodded, watching the two run over to their parents. shaking his head lightly, he turned around and was about to go back to the car when he bumped into someone. ❝shit...❞

[lconardos]

leo would have driven to any other mechanic shop -- if his car would have made it. unfortunately, though, he was doomed to treeville’s local autoshop. it might not have been a deal breaker to others, but for leo it was all too much. he hadn’t been to this auto shop since the night of the incident. since the hit and run. so, sitting in the waiting room was excruciating. he’d never been so antsy before. even popping in his headphones and listening to music wasn’t doing it for him -- that was a first. he had no doubt, either, that he was bugging everyone else that was waiting for their car, too. he was willing to bet on it.

[ofsebs]

PLOTTING/STARTER CALL

like this for a closed starter from seb !! if we haven’t already plotted, i’ll come to you !

[marissadtf]

STARTER 001 | open. 

marissa had both of her arms full with shopping bags as she was making her way back to the mall’s parking garage. it was her day off and after her much-needed retail therapy, she was ready to head back home so she could run a bath, put on a face mask and just get some alone time. due to the fact that she was in a rush to get back, she wasn’t really paying attention to where she was going and that was when she bumped into someone, dropping some of her shopping bags. “watch where you’re going!” she exclaimed, half-surprised and half-annoyed. as she bent down to grab her bags, she looked to see who it was. “oh, it’s you...”