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bruno was very familiar with the oasis facilities, he had spent many many hours in the building thanks to yasmine. he mostly stuck to the bar and the sauna, not making much use of the hotel rooms. 

“normally i’d tell you to shut up, but i’m feeling talkative today,” bruno flashed him a smile and poured water over the rocks. he prefered to unwind in silence but bruno always makes an exception to give someone a warm welcome. first impressions are very important to him. “and they do have those pods but they make feel like i’m getting abducted by aliens so i avoid them.” he sat back down and asked, “what finally made you come in?” 

OPEN starter at Oasis Aqualounge and Love Hotel Give me friends doing spa moments together, or a Group Treatment session of some kind (whether they knew it or not, convenient or inconvenient). Or, give me “I thought you were a love hotel rent boy” action and other embarrassing mix ups. Missing/stolen clothes could be hilarious and on brand. Pick your poison!

Billy. Relaxing. It was an odd combination, since the boy was usually too serious and intense to do something as freeing as a Spa Day. But someone had given him a gift certificate…coupon…thing. And it was about to expire. So he decided to go. He had to admit though, spas were a little boring. The dampness made reading a book wholly unthinkable, and his phone was off with the rest of his clothes…somewhere. He’d given them to an attendant when he checked in. So he just had a lot of time to think during his treatments.

The treatments had all been great. Someone had done something to his skin that made him feel all smooth and slick, and his nails had never looked better. Even his toes were painted now, although it was a sober black instead of anything colorful. You could see them poking through the spa sandals they gave him to wear.

“Some place, huh?” he asked to the other person in the room. It was steamy and had wooden benches all along the walls. “I’ve been here two years and never set foot in here. I think it’s because I don’t know what an ‘aqualounge’ is supposed to be. I kept picturing weird pods fully of water that you sealed into like a tanning bed. Or cryotherapy. Which I think they do have…” Billy let his voice trail off, realizing he was rambling into dead air. “…sorry,” he deflated, “I’m probably disturbing your zen or whatever.”

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bitchinrory​:

rory couldn’t help it, a devilish giggle erupted from her small frame. it bubbled out of her lips and her eyes went wide. the cupcake she’d bitten into had left crumbs on the corner of her mouth but she couldn’t have cared less. “i make you glad you don’t have kids? that mustache is what should make you glad you don’t have kids! imagine a little baby bruno with a full mustache. you’ll have to invest in shaving cream and diapers. that’s quite a bill, you know?” she teased him with no malice behind her words at all. bruno was one of those people who made her feel rather comfortable and - thus - rory didn’t hide behind the polite and sweet little rich girl facade she normally carried around. “well, bruno!” the girl whined loudly, “i just ate a bite of it! so do you have poison control at the ready because now you’ve got me worried!” and then, just for emphasis, rory stuffed the rest of the cupcake into her mouth. after chewing enough that she could speak around the cake, she started mumbling “really, bruno. you think i’d try and take you out with a cupcake? i’m offended that you’d question my creativity.” she tilted her head and quirked a brow, “what are you doin’ out here at this time of day anyhow?”

bruno furrowed his brow and brought his hand up to his mustache - covering it with embarrassment. “there’s -- there’s nothing wrong with my mustache.” he knew that she was just teasing, but the image of a baby with a fully grown mustache was rather horrifying. rory was quick to pull his attention away from facial hair with her wailing . he looked down at the cupcakes, she had put so much effort into these, he couldn’t just not eat one. “okay okay, i’ll try one,” he huffed like was annoyed, but the soft smile on his face said otherwise. bruno was lucky to have rory, she checked on him nearly everyday. “pick for me,” he said as he pulled out a roll of paper towels and ripped off a sheet. “work never ends, my dear.”

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“of course,” marcella said as she gazed off into the waters. there was something so calming about watching the waves crash on the shore, bringing shells, rocks, and little creatures with it. “looking at it is the only thing that can calm me down after a long day, well that and a lot of weed or alcohol.” marcella knew that she was mild, maybe even prudish, when it came to dayton drug scene but spend as much time as she did in the ER you’d be scared of a lot things too. 

Devi was, for the most part, out of her element within Dayton. Initially, she’d been so excited for the adventure. To go someplace new. Someplace that was meant to always be a party. However, the Brit didn’t realize what that meant until she got here. And even then, Yasmine and Maggie (particularly the latter) had been protecting her from the craziness of the town. Going on a nighttime run at the beach, she took the time moment of peace to enjoy it. To get to breathe for a little bit. The lights of the city was behind her and she watched the waves, the moonlight reflecting off of them. She could’ve sworn that she heard someone nearby and instantly looked over, ready to offer a warm smile. “So beautiful, don’t you think? I love watching the light on the waves!”

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gabeinreallife​: 

Gabe was expecting Chinese takeouts for breakfast and it was somewhat of a rather funny coincidence that this happened, as the younger woman had caught him opening the door with a pair of women’s undergarment in between his finger – even having the audacity to twirl it round and round in her eyesights! Not that he mattered, even as her eyes shot towards the item of clothing, and looking at it as if she was critically examining it and the reason for said item being in his possession. Gabe realized this and quickly tossed it away from sight with a good right arm and with a muttering under his breath: “let’s get red of this…”. “Well, because I’m not an elderly couple.” He added. “I’m just a guy living alone in a houseboat.” Gabe scratched his chin lightly as she spoke up about Robert and Angelina, as he frowned in thought. “… No, doesn’t ring any bells. If you gave me their boat name I would remember or would’ve heard about it…” He suggested.

she shook her head no, she didn’t know the name of the boat. Although the man before her wasn’t the old couple she was looking for, she wasn’t all that disappointed. Her eyes couldn’t help but look up and down, admiring him. marcella covered her mouth with her hand and laughed a little when he tossed the underwear across the room. “um it’s okay, i think i’ll be able to track them down with a few phone calls,” at least she hoped that was the case. “what is it like, living on a boat?” marcella asked. she should be getting back to her job, a few moments of stalling wouldn’t hurt anyone. the boat man was was more attractive than the old couple afterall. 

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“oh definitely,” marcella replied. she had the same idea as kenny, if you’re going to get shit-faced might as well do with a bunch of beautiful women around. “next time there’s an amateur night you should give it a try. i’d join you but, but the world just isn’t ready to know the majesty that it my tits,” she teased and smiled. “but you might be. i’m marcella” 

location: heaven’s door strip club

        kenny has always admired girls confident enough to strip. sure she did it herself online but that was different, it was from the comfort of her own home. the blonde often found herself at heaven’s door so she could get fucked up while staring at all the beautifully talented girls and tonight was no exception. ordering a few pornstar shots she sat at the bar threw one back. “ugh, i wish i had the confidence to go up there. they look like they’re having so much fun, don’t you think?” kenny said over the music as she looked to the person beside her leaned against the bar.

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she was sitting alone at the bar, enjoying her drink after a very busy shift at the hospital. marcella hadn’t even bothered to change out of her scrubs, she just plopped herself down on the first empty chair she saw and gave her order."oh, you’ve got the girl,” marcella smiled politely. great a conspiracy theorist. “didn’t people already do that? i think i remember it being on the news,” she shrugged and peered around looking for anyone else to talk to. unfortunately the bar was rather empty and no one else had peaked her interest yet.  

“And here’s the thing though technically we could do it.” Chandler was sitting on the same bar stool she did every time coming to this specific establishment. She had a theory that every time she sat there she could spend the least amount of money while getting black out and that it had nothing to do with her v-neck crop top. She normally chilled and bothered the bartenders and other patrons with various conspiracy theories or ideas of how she could take over some big corporation. Tonight she was talking about aliens and how the people could break down the gates of area 51 and find all the secrets. “If we get enough people we could build tanks out of buses dude. Just bust straight through the fence, man.” It was clear by the eye rolling that the bartender had grown tired of her rambling. She lightly tapped the shoulder of the person next to her, “hey, what do you think?”

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“rooorrryy,” bruno said her name with so much concern, “you make me so glad that i don’t have kids.” he knew that she had many many good qualities, but he was struggling to remember what they were at the moment. “i told you this last time, i’m not eating anything you make unless you’re absolutely sure without a doubt in your mind, that you are not going to poison me.” this was probably all because he was denying her coffee, she had finally snapped. 

“I think this is my best batch yet. And, yes, this time I did skip the rat poison.” Rory stated all too bluntly as she bit into one of the cupcakes she’d made. It was a new recipe and one she wasn’t too sure she was keen on. Most of the time she received a recipe and hated it until she’d made it her own and now was no different. As for the rat poison… well, that would just remain her little secret for now. There was a sick sort of pleasure in being dressed up as the sweet little rich girl and knowing she could full well kick someones ass if she needed to. She was like Hannah Montana but with more edge. A lot more edge. “You wanna try? I’ve got a dozen of them but there’s no way I’ll be able to eat them all. I’m just trying to work out the recipe. And you know they’re safe cuz I just ate one.” She smirked, “Unless I’ve worked up a tolerance to the death causing drug inside of it. That’s up to you to gamble.” 

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yasminemassoudismss​:

“It’s the mustache- makes you look like you’re one of my escorts,” she teased. She smirked at her friend and walked closer to him. Bruno has become a good friend of hers since moving to Dayton, the younger woman enjoying his company and their friendly banters. Didn’t hurt that he was also very easy on the eyes. Leaning against the bar, the brunette took a sip of her drink and her ruby red smirk only grew more. “I know, right? This dress was begging for me when I first saw it; Knew it be perfect for tonight. You look good, too. So, found any conquests for the night? I’ve spot quite a few. Already got the Royal Suite reserved for the rest of the night.” Did she take advantage of being the owner? Yes. But it was nice being able to have a place to be able to share with her conquests. She adored her roommates and didn’t care if they heard her and her partner(s) or not; But sometimes she was considerate and didn’t put them through that. Though she has invited them more than once. Maggie’s joined her a few times; Devi was shy. “How’s the raccoon? I still think we should name it Rocket or Meeko.”

yasmine was one of his favorite people talk to, she frequented his store as much as he frequented here. this might be a love hotel, but bruno came here for the conversation - or at least that’s what he told himself, he never had any trouble finding someone to leave with. “ahh - my mustache...” bruno nodded along, “it’s been called many things, but never an escort,” he smoothed it down, now rather conscious of it. “the best thing about any job is the benefits,” he smiled and took a sip of his drink. yasmine’s job did have some pretty nice perks, free use of the royal suite and free drinks. she like the queen of her own little kingdom, and he admired how hard she worked to build it all. “in term of conquests, i think i’ll shave and then get back to you.” 

bruno groaned at the mention of the little devil in his dumpster. “oh i need to finish my drink before i tell you what happened tonight,” he quickly finished what was left of his beer. “the little shit attacked me when i went throw out the trash,” he leaned in and continued, “i think he’s been eating the coffee grounds, that’s why he’s a loco.” he sat back up, “anyway, he jumps out at me as soon as i open the lid, so i drop the trash, back up, and start throwing boxes at it. i slip in a puddle and fall on my ass.  i’m going have a big bruise on my ass for the next two weeks!”

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“no i’m not, and you’re not an elderly couple who need to take their medication and blood pressure. but i trust that we’ll let each other know if anything changes.” marcella smiled until she made eye contact with the bow on the on panties in the stranger’s hand. she scrunched her nose and thought ‘ are those dirty or clean? can i see any - oh - shouldn’t have looked ‘ she dealt with vomit and blood all day at the hospital but this is what grossed her out? maybe it was because she was expecting robert and lena, but then again if there was an elderly couple in dayton they must be freaky to say the least. “i’m looking for robert and angelina mccoy, do you happen to know which boat is theres? they called me this morning to say that they’d be at their boat not their apartment.” 

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Gabe was out and about the houseboat, cleaning up after one rather fun night with a young blonde woman who has had a breakdown with her car. As a good Samaritan, Gabe picked her up, brought her to the closest mechanic to check up on her car – as well as bring her home to check up on her. It was a fun time and a wild time with her and he was not surprised that Gabe was left with the cold turkey in the morning, as he walked around the bedroom picking up his clothes and even fishing out what was allegedly the girl’s panties from under the bed. One for the flags on the roof then, he thought amusedly, as he twirled the item of clothing in his finger, reminding himself of the ‘decorative streamers’ made from women’s panties that were left at his place on the roof of the houseboat. It was then when he heard the knock on the door, as Gabe frowned at it. He was not expecting guests in the morning as he opened the door and a woman stood there on the walkway, still carrying the pair of panties he found. “Hello.” He mused. “You’re not Chinese food…”

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bruno smiled at faye as she walked into his store. he was always happy to have her in, he welcome any other legitimate business owner. jejejej. he chuckled in a deep voice, she always made him laugh. “for you, miss faye, i always have something.” he brought out a rolleiflex and set it on the table. “new, not so much, but i did make it shiney,” he smiled widely at his own joke. bruno thought he was the funniest man alive, though he was far from it. “coffee?” he offered while pouring himself a fresh cup. “it’s from the 1930s, i think i have a manual for it around here somewhere.”

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It’s not necessarily a secret, but it’s also not something she puts on display to everyone she meets, that Faye is a fan of photography. Most of the photos in her penthouse were taken by her own hands, and Bruno’s shop is one of her favorite places to end a long day. He’ll talk just as much or as little as you need him too, he’s knowledgeable as fuck about his products, and his business isn’t 100 percent legal. But is any business in Dayton perfectly on the up and up? “Bruno Bruno Bruno, today was a drag. I need to be dazzled.” She leans on the counter, chin rested upon her hands, pleading tone to her voice. “Please tell me you have something new and shiny and exciting for me to play with.”

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everything about the woman one table over was captivating. her hair, her makeup, how she threw the dart at the board across the room. she couldn’t pull her eyes away. marcella thought about not saying anything for a few moments but the piercing stare of the woman made her reconsider. she took a deep breath and said, “can i sit with you?” they were both here alone and could probably each use some company. marci always hated being alone with her thoughts. 

TENSION SITS TIGHT IN HER SHOULDERS, but that’s nothing new. In fact, it’s the reason that she’s actually dared to step out of her apartment tonight, because all the right answers were always living right there at the bottom of a bottle. The thought ghosted a small smirk across features, the way the expression seemed to be just a little bit of an unspoken invitation for trouble, before weight shifted. Hand reached out for the half empty glass, fingers curled artfully around it before it was lifted, and in a single sweeping motion, tossed back. The whiskey burned, but she took it with all the style and grace of a functioning alcoholic. It was only after that, that dart was pulled from the table, and tossed at the board without really looking at it. 

“I can feel you staring.”  Words spoken to the person behind her, the look is always something she can damn near feel. “And if you don’t say something soon, I’m going to call to catch a predator on that ass, so I suggest we figure this out, bud.” 

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the oasis was a nice hotel, bruno would often stop by for a few drinks after work. he hadn’t been sitting long when he heard yasmine’s voice. he looked over his shoulder and smiled, she looked proud and powerful in all that red.  “question, do i look like a hooker? because i’ve have four separate men come over to and offer to take me upstairs. it is where i’m sitting?” he smiled. “you look good yas, i like the whole big hair and red thing,” he gestured at her body, “you look like one of those sexy peacock things that catch on fire -phoenix, you look like a phoenix.” 

To say Yasmine was proud of Oasis was too small of a statement. It had been a risk, considering her main work experience prior was being a flight attendant. However, the hotel soon enough became a success over the past year. Being an aqualounge and love hotel within a city of sinners had proven to be a great idea, the woman becoming the boss of over 200 employees with countless of guests coming and going and returning every single day. Curating an event, she roamed around with a proud smirk. Lips as red as the dress that clung to her body and accentuate to her curves perfectly, her ebony hair curled and cascading down her back, her eyes glanced over the figures attending the Oasis event. It was perfect. Ordering a pomegranate sangria, she walked up behind someone and mused aloud, “Enjoying yourself tonight?” Her mood was good and there were quite a couple of other things that could make tonight even better. Hopefully this person could be one of those reasons.

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Hey is that ALBA BAPTISTA? No, that’s just MARCELLA PAULA. They’re TWENTY-TWO, and have spent ONE YEAR in Dayton. I hear that they’re kind of ATTENTIVE but also can be CONDESCENDING. SOFT KIND EYES HIDING JUDGEMENTAL THOUGHTS, FALLING IN LOVE WITH A NEW PERSON EACH WEEK, AND THE FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE EFFECT remind me of HER. Can’t wait to see them at the next party!  

she’s a nurse at the local hospital.

“i met a cute guy today!” “your patients don’t count, marcella”

she uses caring about others as a way to not focus on her own issues. she’s always trying to subtly “fix” something about the people around her 

she LOVES being needed and will fall for any sob story you tell her, especially when she’s drunk

she will say bitchy things behind people’s back like they’re all still in high school

she would be a part of an MLM. someone should make a dayton MLM

she sold these kind of awful “custom minimalist portraits” for a while on etsy 

( wow i actually hate her, good thing she’s pretty -R )

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Hey is that PEDRO PASCAL? No, that’s just BRUNO REYES. They’re FORTY, and have spent SEVEN YEARS in Dayton. I hear that they’re kind of INVESTED IN OTHERS but also can be DECEITFUL. REPAIRING OLD CAMERAS WITH STEADY HANDS, WARM BROWN EYES, THE TASTE OF COFFEE LINGERING ON LIPS remind me of HIM. Can’t wait to see them at the next party!

Bruno says that he wants a simple life, but he loves gossip and laundering money

he used to cause more trouble but his back hurts and he likes his sleep

he’s the owner of General Camera, a camera shop that originally started as a money laundering business but then people kept coming in looking for cameras. bruno was like fuck it, guess we’re a real store now

at least he picked cameras, he knows a fair bit about them but probably not enough to own a store dedicated to them. sh...

he was married once for six months to a woman named emma. he doesn’t like it when people bring her up. 

come by the store anytime to chat, he loves hearing the town gossip. the thing is, he might sell some of it to make some extra cash. 

he will overcharge you if he doesn’t like you or if you want to be extra sure that he won’t sell you out

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ex-wife: i’ll probably submit a wc to the main for this but if anyone wants to pick  her up 👀

store regulars: someone who’s always stoping by general camera to see what he’s up to. maybe this person really like photography, maybe they just really like bruno 

soft spot: bruno has soft spot for young people or new residents that are in over their head, lord knows he’s been there many many times. come by the store, he’ll make you a cup of coffee, and listen. 

raccoon: there is a raccoon that lives in the dumpster that he shares with the store next door. if someone would like to battle/adopt the raccoon with him, that’d be adorable 🦝

neighbors: loud neighbors who he lowkey hates but can’t fully hate because they have good taste in music