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Silas lifted a shoulder. He didn’t bother asking for explanation, the handful of words that he had been offered was enough. It had been a long day. Dark eyes cast downwards and skimmed the selection of empty glasses around him and a quick peek at his dark phone screen prompted him to sigh. “Yeah, sure. What’re you having?”

Leaning back in his chair he let out a shrug, “Well, I was going to get whiskey, but honestly I drink anything” he said short. Waving his hand at all the bottles, “Your choice man” he said letting him pick. Asher wasn’t that much of a picky guy, especially when it came to alcohol.

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Ines accepted her drink from the bartender graciously, a smile on her face and a soft ‘thank you’ passing her lips before her attention returned to Asher. She cocked her head slightly, raising an eyebrow at his suggestion, “Got some overdue books that need returning or are you just that eager to catch up on your homework?” she teased lightly, she doubted he had either of those things or anything remotely akin to them in mind. Boys that looked like Asher rarely suggested anything as innocent as a leisurely stroll to use one of the school’s finest facilities. 

Leaning in towards her he gave her a mild shrug, “I guess you could call it homework... anatomy, science, whatever” he suggested to the blonde. He could lie and say he was never this type of guy and just having a bad day. but that would be a lie, this is what he is always like. Until he finds a girl he can’t stop thinking about. “What do you say blondie? Want to go?” he asked again. 

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     charlie chuckled when he said he carried his own pills. “is that right ?” she teased, moving close to him when he put her arm around her. “i just want a burger – with fries.” the young blonde admitted, looking up at him. she was rarely this decisive about her food choices, but she had been craving a good burger since she got home from the hospital. “sound good to you ?” charlie asked, feeling a whole new wave of relaxation as he ran his fingers through her hair. it felt good to have such gentle contact with someone again, even if it came from an unexpected person like asher. “you wanna choose the movie ?”

“Burger and fries. Easy enough” he insisted, pulling out his phone to start ordering them both food through whatever app was the easiest to pull up. Asher continued to rub her head as his attention was pulled into the small screen, until he heard her small voice pipe up again. “Well, do you want to watch a happy movie or a really dumb horror movie because those are my only two thoughts” he shrugged setting the phone down beside him once it dinged with a completion. He knew it was probably weird to be like this towards her, but after everything that happened he just wanted to be there for her. 

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liora had much higher expectations for herself .     while her list of ex-boyfriends had been low ,   she had talked herself into believing that if a break-up would ever occur she would CERTAINLY be the  mature ,   respectful ,     winner of it .    (  that proved to be hard  )    !       her hand relaxed on the arm of a stranger   ,    giggles were louder than usual   .     every now    &    then ,   blue hues gaze towards asher to see if he were paying  any attention:  rarely, it seemed like  .        the fun had shown itself to be over whenever the man she led on began insisting on buying her drink ,   so she was relieved when asher walked over ,   two reasons:  she missed him being the first  ,   the second was that liora always had trouble with telling someone off .     she’ll leave it to her ex   ,    old habits die hard  .          “  there’s no problem .  ”    a bold face lie  .      but that ever-so friendly smile stays stained on her lips  .       “   he’s just set on buying me a drink even though i explained  over ,   over and over again that i have to drive myself home later .     ”      translation:    can YOU handle it ?      asher had become her safety net during the   almost seven   months the two were dating   ,   no matter how much    GIRL POWER    she preaches ,   it was hard to break out of that   .

Asher knew Liora too well not to know what her voice raise meant, or that hair flip, or her side eyes. He studied her like a book for far too long not to know. When he stood in front of the guy he only looked at Liora for a moment, never wanting his eyes to leave the male for too long. “How about you get out of here huh bud? It seems like the girl has had enough of you tonight” his voice still stern, which was usually his tone at all times. He slowly moved his hand to his lower back, feeling the pistol in between his skin and pants. Watching the guy he finally left, he removed his hand and turned to look at the dark haired girl, “Come on let’s go, I’ll take you home” he said looking into her dark hues. 

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@hcffman | Closed Starter

Asher sat in the bar, drinking his worries away, and it didn’t help when his main worry walked into the bar. When he saw Liora walk in his eyes were fixated on her, he didn’t want them to leave her. Looking around he saw the girls she was with, knowing they would either be hammered or just not in a good situation. Shaking his head he tried to ignore them as best as he could. Finishing his beer he paid his tab quickly and was on the way out when he heard his exes voice mixed with another males. Asher’s instincts kicked in and there was no way he was stopping now. Making a b-line to the guy he quickly stood in front of Liora, “Is there a problem here” his voice stern.

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       charlie found it odd that asher was acting in such a caring manner, but he seemed honest and she really liked feeling cared for. “healing.” the blonde replied with a nod. she chuckled at his wink, the small smile on her face becoming a wider one. the plan he’d pitched sounded actually really nice and just what she needed. big brown eyes followed his hand as he brushed hair out of her face, and then moved back to his face as he asked her how the plan sounded. “it sounds great, yeah. let’s do it. but if you think i’m letting you take one of my nice pills you’re severely mistaken.”

“Well, lucky for you I brought my own” he said casually. That was always one thing he had on him at all times, that and protection. Once she agreed with him he gave her a nod, standing up he gently sat beside her, putting an arm behind her neck. Pulling out his phone he scrolled through Google, “What kind of food are you feeling? Chinese, Mexican, Italian?” he asked her. His hues left his phone and on to her, “Or do you want ice cream? You gotta give me some idea Char” his fingers still running through her hair.

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skye had to admit that the couple close to them on the bar were also annoying her with their constant squeals and shrill laughter. she was almost close to saying something herself when asher had spoke up. “ah, asher. being a delight as usual, i see.” they took a sip of their own drink while eyeing him over the rim of the glass.

He knew who was talking to him, he didn’t even have to look over at Skye, “Right. Like you like the loud noise either” with a roll of his eyes. He knew the girl well enough to know her likes and dislikes. Finishing the rest of his beer he sat it down on the counter. Standing up he reached his hand out beside him, in front of Skye, “Come on, lets go” was all he said grabbing his coat with his free hand. Finally looking down at her he waited once more. 

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brows   tilt   upwards   at   the   sound   of   an   awfully   hostile   voice   ,   before   she   crosses   both   arms   over   her   chest   ,   turning   to   face   the   complaint   .   ‘   actually   ,   no   ,   i   can’t   .   ’   though   seemingly   unbothered   ,   the   girl   bites   her   tongue   to   drown   the   irritation   .   perhaps   under   other   circumstances   ,   she   could   have   let   this   one   slide   ,   but   a   drink   or   two   always   seems   to   urge   the   bravado   in   her   ,   which   now   comes   off   as   reactive   behavior   .   ‘   maybe   if   you   had   some   company   of   your   own   ,   you   wouldn’t   be   as   triggered   by   other   people   having   fun   .   ’

He was surprised by the girls response too his whines, maybe since the tiny little thing seemed to have more balled up anger, and that was a hard thing to do. “Oh yeah?” he asked turning his body around to face her, finishing off his beer he looked at her for a moment. “Well, do you want to keep me company?” he asked quickly raising his eyebrows up for a moment. 

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     “hey, ash.” charlie greeted the familiar male. the two had a bit of a weird relationship, composed mostly of him flirting with her and teasing her and charlie acting like that annoyed her – keyword being ‘acting’. after all the shit that went down after the bonfire, she was actually really happy for the distraction. at least it would take her mind off of the attack. “as much as i would love to, moving is kinda hard for me right now.” she replied, pointing her chin at her injured ankle. “and i am on a pretty heroic dose of painkillers right now, so i don’t really need that. but you’re welcome to stay around.” 

Rubbing his hand up and down her arm slowly, “Yes yes, I know. I just wanted to come check on you. How are you doing?” he asked. It was rare for Asher to care about anyone other than himself, but he cared about Charlie, he just never showed it. “Well, what if my something fun was getting some movies, some food, laying in your bed and not moving a muscle... well unless you want to” he said shooting her a wink. Carefully he reached up and moved some hair out of her face, keeping his hand on the nape of her neck, “What do you say? Also, do you have anymore of those pills?” he joked.

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By this point, Silas was pretty sure he was being stood up. His first drink had been light, just something to get the nerves to fizzle out– but as he looked down at his third unanswered text ( a simple question mark five minutes after his ‘where are you’s’ ) and the collection of glasses that haloed his seat at the bar, he sighed and clicked the home screen. He hadn’t of even noticed the crowd that filtered into the bar, but the person beside him seemed to, scowling over the top of his beer bottle. “Kind of fucked up that they’re here on a weekday and not using their inside voices, huh?” His tone was light, and dark eyes flicked over towards his companion, briefly wondering if their apparent bad mood would now reflect onto him.

Asher’s eyes shot over to the person that spoke up about the noise around them. Letting out a sigh he brought his beer back up to his lips, “It’s just been a long day” he muttered out. Finishing his beer quickly he slid it to the front of the bar, saying he wanted another one. “Want a drink?” he asked, not fully looking at him.

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with  her  nose  in  her  textbook  (  like  usual  )  ,  waverly  was  in  no  mood  to  be  bothered.  which  was  a  sure  sign  but  the  obvious  noise  cancelling  headphones  and  lack  of  attention  she  paid  to  the  door  of  her  room.  not  even  flinching  (  or  noticing  )  when  it  opens  and  asher  enters.  it’s  only  when  she’s  thinking  that  she  catches  his  figure  in  the  corner  of  her  eye.  ❛  what  are  you  doing  here  ?  ❜  questions  ,  not  even  bothering  to  remove  the  headphones  fully.

Asher could tell Waverly was not in the mood for him at all, but he didn’t care. Walking over to her, “I wanted to see you” he said snaking his arm around her back. Picking her up with ease he carefully carried her over to her bed. Sitting down he kept her on top of him, “How was your day?” he asked placing little kisses on her chest before looking up at her. His hand lightly rubbing up and down her back.

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Ines stood patiently at the bar, waiting for her cocktail to arrive while she busied herself with her Instagram feed. When Asher piped up, her attention was drawn from the iPhone in her hand and delivered directly to the male, then to the group of people he was scolding and back to him again, “Don’t think that worked,” she noted with a light chuckle, “-and I don’t know if anybody told you this but drunk people are loud and obnoxious, it’s kind of their thing, so I think it’s kind of par for the course if you spend your night glued to the bar,” she reasoned. She took another moment or two to observe the offending group, “Freshmen,” she deduced, “They don’t know how to use the library and they don’t know how to hold their liquor,”

His dark hues went to the blonde next to him. Asher couldn’t help but give her a quick scan, honestly at this point it was just a natural habit for him. Taking another sip of his drink he gave her a nod, “I guess you’re right” he said not taking his eyes off of her, but could still hear the loudness behind him. Leaning in a bit he put his elbow on the bar, “Why don’t we go to the library?” he asked cocking an eyebrow up at her. 

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Sitting at the bar Asher kept throwing beer back like it was nothing. Not only did he have to attend school all day and try not to tell the professors how idiotic they sound, he also had to deal with his family. A big event was going on not far from the school, so he had to be there. Ordering another drink he tried to ignore the loud sequels from the people next to him, “Could you keep it down” he shot out sternly. He understood he was at a bar where people come to have fun, but he didn’t care. Anywhere he was he felt as if it is his property.

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@olivcris​ | After Class

Tapping his pencil on the top of his desk, he waited for his ancient professor to let them out oof class, but while he was waiting his attention went to Romeo. Letting out a smirk the professor finally dismissed the class. Grabbing his stuff he walked over to the other boy, “So, what do you say Oliveri? Want to go do something, or are you too busy?” he asked. Asher never liked the other male, but that brought more reason for wanting to hang out with him. The more he hung out with him the meaner he could be to him, which was his MO. Rolling his eyes, “Don’t worry, I’ll buy the drinks” he stated as he walked, just assuming the other would follow.

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@wavcrlys​ | Farrow House

Asher had a rough day, and then having to got to class to deal with idiots that have no common sense, he was in one of his moods. “Waverly?” he called out walking into the Farrow house he looked around and saw no one, heading up to Waverly’s room he walked in without even knocking. “Wave. I need you. Right now” he said in his stern voice. 

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Closed Starter | @lifeonmcrs​

Asher walked around the Farrow house, a joint in between his fingers. He heard what happened to Charlotte and he thought he should go see her. Maybe ask if she was ok. Asher never had sympathy for anyone, he had too much shit that happened in his life he felt like everyone should just deal with it, which is not a very good thing to think. He was sure she wasn’t in the mood for him, but he was in the mood for her. Walking over to her, “Hey” was all he said. Giving her a quick scan the boy leaned in to her a bit, “Want to go do something fun?” he asked her, then offered the stick he was holding.