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“Thank you, I really appreciate that. It’s what I strive to do, I want to share my passion with music and hope that others can fall in love with it as much as I did,” Nevada exclaimed. He didn’t go to Julliard like the younger man, It was only less than ten years ago that Nev decided to go to college and pursue music. He hadn’t even gotten a degree in composing but music education instead. It’s what he did for the first few years of his life after graduating, teaching younger kids the beauty of music. When he finally started getting recognized for his music was when he decided to quite and pursue a career in composing. “But, only if I get to hear you play as well,” Nev smiled, quirking a brow as he glanced down at the younger man. “You’re currently going to Julliard,” he questioned as if he didn’t already know almost everything about Rafael as he was the president’s son. 

    rafael did enjoy the music.   he went to juilliard, in the music department, and he was in his final year this fall.   he had a taste for all music, even the one nevada compose, so yes, he did enjoy it.   “ yes, ” he smiled.   “ i actually loved it.  you really do bring out the emotions out of people with what you compose, ” he said.   rafael looked up at nevada when he offered a private concert, smiling softly at him.   “ that would be quite lovely.  i will take you up on that offer, ” he said.

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Nevada wasn’t sure how his friend talked him into working a shift at one of the most established hotels here in LA. It required him to dress in a uniform, and with his tall stature, had to borrow one from a supply closet. Honestly, he didn’t look to bad, the pants were a little snug on him but there wasn’t much he could do about that but just wish they don’t rip on him. He made sure to check the room number as he stood in front of the door, knocking lightly before using an universal keycard to enter the room. All he was to do was announce his presence, leave the food that was ordered and hoped he got a tip in place of it. But, Nevada hadn’t even stepped one foot in the room before hearing someone start rambling off. It was quite awkward at first with him just standing there, glancing back over his shoulder at the door wandering if he should just leave the food and bail. When hearing the younger man continue on, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself, deciding to stay and listen to the other carry on. Nevada was leaning against a wall in the hallway entrance, arms crossed in front of his chest when Santi rounded the corner and discovered it wasn’t his friend all along. He pushed away from the wall, grinning as he shook his head. “Oh, don’t mind, by all means, please continue. I was very much enjoying listening to you,” Nev teased lightly. “There’s nothing wrong with talking too much, plus, I find it very adorable.” He winked before lifting the plated of food, stepping further into the hotel room as he placed it on a nearby table, leaving the cover on to keep it warm. “Just as long as you don’t complain about your food being cold, I wouldn’t have a problem with it,” Nevada only continued to tease him. 

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it  wasn’t  surprising  that  santi  was  at  the  fanciest  hotel  in  the  state,  in  the  most  expensive  suite,  simply  because  his  parents  spoiled  him  with  all  these  things  in  exchange  for  being  shitty  parents.  he  had  ordered  room  service  and  he  was  awaiting  one  of  his  closest  friends,  elena,  who  would  barge  through  the  door  with  a  spare  room  key  he  had  given  her  at  any  moment  now.  he  was  lonely  and  wanted  company,  in  the  room  arranging  some  of  his  things.  he  hears  the  door  open  and  without  checking,  instantly  begins  to  ramble,  positive  it  was  the  red  head  that  he  calls  his  best  friend.  “girl,  do  i  have  a  story  for  you!”  he  calls  out,  putting  one  of  his  designer  shirts  into  one  of  the  drawers.  “paolo  says  he  doesn’t  wanna  see  me  anymore  because  he  claims  i  talk  too  much.  he  said  ‘santi,  you’re  hot,  but  you  need  to  shut  the  hell  up’  and  he  stopped  replying.  he’s  really  acting  like  his  dick  game  is  out  of  this  world  when  it’s  barely  even  above  average,  amateur  at  best,  really.  he  doesn’t  even  prep  me  when  we  have  sex,  he’s  just  an  animal  and  i  can  do  better,”  another  shirt  is  placed  into  the  drawer,  “i  don’t  think  i  talk  a  lot,  elena.  in  fact,  i  think  i  talk  just  the  right  amount  for  someone  with  adhd  who  refuses  to  take  their  meds.  telling  me  i’m  all  over  the  place….  who  does  he  think  he  is?”  he  doesn’t  wait  for  a  response  before  he  continues.  “then  the  flight  here  was  awful  because  my  parents  got  the  back  up  pilot  and  they  claim  he  knows  what  he’s  doing,  but  i  beg  to  differ,  elle.  there  was  too  much  turbulence  and  that  would  never  happen  with  hector.  i  don’t  know  what’s  wrong  with  them,  all  because  he  claims  he  wanted  to  spend  time  with  his  newborn  daughter,  as  if  he’s  allowed  a  social  life.”  he  rolls  his  eyes,  placing  one  of  his  jeans  onto  a  hanger.  “then  people  are  starting  plastic  surgery  rumors  about  me  claiming  i’ve  had  my  lips  done.  like…  you  know  if  i  had  lip  injections,  you’d  be  the  first  person  i  tell!  not  my  fault  i’ve  had  dick  sucking  lips  my  whole  life  and  now  everyone’s  jealous  because  people  have  to  pay  to  have  these  lips  now  a  days,”  he  slams  a  drawer  shut,  “i’m  so  freaking  tired  of  everything  going  on  and  i  just  wanna  get  into  the  jacuzzi,  share  a  martini  with  you  and  forget  about  all  my  problems.  paolo?  screw  him.  my  crappy  backup  pilot?  screw  him  too.  the  rumors?  triple  screw  that!  i  don’t  think  i  deserve  any  of  these  things,  elena,”  he  begins  to  walk  out  of  the  room,  “and  i  can’t  wait  to  get  naked  and  receive  the  massage  i  so  rightfully  deserve  and…”  he  trails  off,  coming  face  to  face  with  someone  who  wasn’t  elena,  “you’re…  not  elena.”  he  looks  at  him,  then  his  blue  eyes  dart  towards  the  tray  of  gourmet  food,  and  santi  quickly  comes  to  the  realization  that  he  was  the  room  service  guy.  his  cheeks  begin  to  turn  a  bright  shade  of  red  and  he  looks  away,  realizing  all  the  things  he  had  just  said  to  a  total  stranger.  “i  thought  you  were  my  friend,  sorry.”  a  nervous  chuckle  leaves  his  lips.  “i  promise,  i  don’t  usually  talk  so  much,”  a  fat  ass  lie  because  he  doesn’t  know  when  to  shut  up,  “i  just…  yeah.”  he  tells  the  other,  clearly  embarrassed.

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It wasn’t often for Nevada to be dressed to the nines from head to toe, but with the occasion it required him to look his very best. He wasn’t used to wearing a tux as he reached up to slightly loosen the tie around his throat, shifting his stance as he smiled down at the younger man. “No need to apologize, I’ve been enjoying the company. And, you did enjoy my music?” He questioned with a smirk, “If you ever want a private concert, I’d be more than happy to give you one.”

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   rafael actually enjoyed himself tonight.   usually he one to skip events his mother would make him go, but this time around, his mood had changed.   so he got to listen to some lovely musician, and it helped that the composer was the gorgeous nevada saunders.   he looked up at the man and he smiled.   “ i apologize if my mother forced you upon me.  she really has a way with words.  i clearly underestimated her, she knew i’d enjoy your music. ”

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Nevada found himself getting off of a plane in Virginia, there was only one reason to why he could be there and that was River. He had been pretty distraught when the older man left Haus, and there was this emptiness that had been left behind. It was a daring move to show up suddenly and surprise him without warning, he only hoped that it wasn’t too much. There was nothing like rejection that Nev knew all too well. When googling him, he saw that one of the art galleries that he owned was having an opening. So, he figured that’s possible where he could find him. When arriving at the gallery, things were in full force and everyone seemed to be enjoying the art that was hanging on the walls. He picked up a flute of champagne, downing it easily before setting it back on the tray that was offered to him. There seemed to be soft music playing from the speakers in the ceiling, but when spotting a beautiful grand piano sitting unaccompanied in the middle of the floor, his feet were moving before his mind could. 

He sat down at the piano, ignoring the curious glances that he got. Nevada straightened, taking a deep breath as his fingers floated about the keys before lgetting lost and letting the music flow from his fingers. hoping it would get Rivers attention. 

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Bram wasn’t entirely sure of his own reasoning for breaking up with Reese, but he had known he needed to in the moment. Of course he hadn’t actually told anyone yet so it was a surprise to see that his ex boyfriend was right there at his family’s New Year’s Eve party. He looked good tonight but was making a point of ignoring Bram however the blonde’s eyes had been following him all evening, his naturally possessive demeanour still in tact despite breaking up. Then as midnight approached his jaw dropped, seeing Reese grab his brother and kiss him. “What the fuck are you doing?” he growled, unable to stop himself from coming up to the two of them and tearing their bodies apart. He looked just about ready to explode in anger.

Reese rolled his eyes, scoffing as he glared up at Bram. “Why do you care? You’re the one that broke up with me, remember and somehow you failed to mention that to your parents because they still expected me to show up.” There was hurt in his eyes, shaking his head as he pulled away from the two. “You couldn’t even bother to tell me why.... or what I did wrong?” He shook his head, “Did you know that your parents thought your were going to propose tonight?” Reese turned away, stalking off to gather his coat and leave. 

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landon never knew how to respond to her flirting but he did know that he liked it and most importantly, he liked her. “is that so?” he asked, a smile resting over his face. he leaned across the bar, resting his weight on his arms and then reaching over to tuck some of her hair behind her ear. “sure. you wouldn’t be up for grabs would you?” he teased her.

Tallulah’s gaze softened when Landon reached out, smiling as she leaned into his touch. It was his words that had her playfully rolling her eyes, “Come on, I already think you know that answer to that,” she mused, before nodding her head towards the exit. “Shall we go? The nights still young, and I want all the time I can get with you before sleep consumes me,” Tally chuckled. 

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Scott had to remind himself to keep his composure the moment he watched Leif rise from the couch, hand extended in his direction. He wet his lips as he let out a gentle chuckle as he allowed their fingers to interlock, shooting the other a playful look as they headed into the bedroom. “Oh, are you gonna sacrifice yourself if someone happened to be standing in there?” He nodded his head toward the closet as he let out a small snort. He decided to flop down beside the other on the bed, his limbs already tangling with Leif’s. “You’re comfy, you know that? We should cuddle more often.” He murmured as he allowed his head to rest against the other.

“Of course, I wouldn’t let the bougie man get you.... who would I have to watch movies with or, “Am I?” Leif chuckled softly, sighing with content was he nestled against the other. He reached up to gently comb his fingers through Scott’s hair. “I wouldn’t mind that especially if we’re going to be watching more scary movies, someone’s going to have to protect you,” he teased. Despite, nearly falling asleep when they were in the living room, he found himself not quite tired as he laid their with the other. “I have a feeling I will sleep really good tonight,” he hummed.

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loey couldn’t help but to laugh when the other said how it gives the other serotonin to decorate so early for christmas. she listened as holland explained how people usually would wait until after thanksgiving and how they didn’t think the week before was too bad and how they thought the day after halloween was a bit much. “i think the week before thanksgiving isn’t too bad honestly. it’s fair.” she said smiling reassuringly to the other. loey wasn’t one to complain about coming ovr and helping decorate and being fed sugar cookies. she was having a good time and even glad she was here. “yeah of course, i’m having a lot of fun, i’m glad you asked me to come holland.” she smiled happily. with the suggestion of what to do when they were done she smiled brightly and nods her head happily. “i like the sounds of that”

“And... of course, I made hot chocolate, it’s been in the crockpot all morning warming up.” Holland poured a cup for loey..There was even little marshmallows floating around in the chocolate as she handed the cup over. “I’m glad that I have you who enjoys Christmas just as much as I do.... all my other friends are completely scrooges,” she chuckled. It didn’t take long to decorate between singing along to christmas music, pausing to take sugar cookie breaks and just having a fun time with Loey. When they were finished, she picked up a spare strand of tinsel and wrapped it around Loey’s shoulders. “Now that’s a present I wouldn’t mind under the tree,” she chuckled softly, “Thanks for helping I really appreciate it.”

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“i was supposed to close but,” he nodded toward the bartender who was pouring drinks at the other side of the bar, “luckily for me, dave owes me a favorite and he agreed to close up tonight. sounds like i’m yours as long as you want me.” he smiled a little. there were definitely feelings between them. he was sure anyone could feel the chemistry. he mixed a drink for her and slid it over, “it’s better now. how’s yours?”

Tallulah smiled, glancing over at Dave. “Ah... I’m very thankful for Dave.” She turned her attention back to Landon, “Of course, I always want you--” she purred teasingly, wiggling her brows. Tallulah took the drink, taking a sip as she smiled up at Landon. “Good, I’m glad.. “It’s better now as well. I’m starving though.. I say after you get off we grab something to eat after you’re off?”