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artsteeles‌:

art paused her movements immediately turning back around to face the other. there was really no point in arguing with hayden. she’d say no, he’d pout and then she’d say reluctantly agree under specific terms that were never upheld and eventually complain about it the next day. “ were going to talk business? ” she questioned, raising her eyebrows. the brunette had already made up her mind to go when she realized there was nowhere in her apartment to do actual work, however she didn’t want hayden to know that. “ we going to go to your office, sit down and be productive, correct? ” she added, trying to make sure she was somewhat clear on what she was agreeing to. 

“of course we are, art. would i lie to you? would i lead you astray?” hayden asks with a hand dramatically over his heart, eyes wide and as close to innocent as they’re gonna get as he looks at the brunette. “we’re gonna go to my office and we’re gonna work.” hayden promises with a sage nod. “remember, we literally do have an event to plan. we don’t have time to just slack off. the 29th of february will be here before we know it, and party animals from far and wide are gonna expect the bash of their life as usual. not just that, but they’re gonna expect something better than last year, which was the previous bash of their life. we have a reputation to uphold. we cannot let them down.” hayden let’s the dramatic speech resonate for a moment before he’s dropping the act and gesturing towards art’s apartment with a, “now come on, get your coat or whatever it’s cold as fuck outside.”

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artsteeles‌:

“ absolutely not  — no. ” she defended immediately, leaving no time for the other to explain himself. art had no idea what hayden had planned and that’s what scared her. one drink led to two and two led to three and suddenly she was a stumbling ddrunk. “ you cannot make me, i’m standing my ground. ” she added, folding her arms across her chest. the brunette was well aware that her protests were going to be ignored no matter what however, she didn’t plan on going without a fight. “ we can talk work right here … look. ” she spun around searching for a clean space to work among her clutter to no avail. 

hayden arches his brow at art’s offer, craning his neck to look inside her apartment with an expression that’s jokingly unimpressed, “really, art? really?” hayden has to stifle his smile as he leans back against her door frame, eyes twinkling as he teasingly says, “this isn’t a work environment. and i’ve got a perfectly good office at the club.” hayden raises his hands in innocence, the smirk on his lips barely held at bay as he says, “and i don’t know what you’re talking about, i’m just trying to think of what’s best for business here. no ulterior motive, cross my heart.” hayden does so smoothly without a moments hesitation, figuring if he’s gonna be struck down for any lie he’s told it’s not gonna be this one. 

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artsteeles‌:

art chuckled, fanning the other’s hand away from her face. “ if i was avoiding you, hayden, i wouldn’t have opened the door. ” she started, a small smile ppearing on her face. it was true, for the most part. she wasn’t avoiding him however, if she was it would have been a failure because she didn’t even bother to check who was at the door before she pulled it open. “ i just … ” she paused, a small sigh escaping her lips for dramatic effect. “ didn’t want you to get jealous, you know, of blake and i? we were going to tell you eventually. ” she finished, an innocent smile on her lips, inevitably falling over in a fit of laughs.

“mmhm, likely story.” hayden replies with narrowed eyes and a jokingly suspicious nod, only for the act to fall apart with the grin the breaks out on his face as art continues. “ah, so this is all about sparing my feelings? i feel much better now, artie. thank you for thinking of me.” hayden brows arch a moment before he’s pointing a finger at art, snapping his fingers quickly adding, “you know what? i’m so touched, you gotta let me buy you a drink.” and hayden holds up a hand before art can protest, lips twitching as he says, “before you say anything, i insist. and also...we got work shit to talk about anyways. so really...” hayden holds his arms out grandly, grin widening as he says, “the only answer is yes.”

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julicttes‌:

“Exactly and maybe I can stomp my feet, just like a petty kid, I’m sure that will help,” she giggled. Jokes always helped her improve her mood, especially when other people laughed at her. Juliette always believed that laughter was the best medicine, and getting that reaction from people made her day better. “Really?” With a big smile on her face, the brunette tried to keep it cool. “I mean, it’s fine, if you want…” Watching Hayden open the door, she bit her lip, wondering if she should accept it or not. But soon she nodded, walking to the door. “Okay, I will. And maybe you can help me with my speech. I was thinking of making a Powerpoint presentation, what do you think? In the end I can make a cool montage with everything I would do with the extra money or something.” She hoped that wasn’t too much, after all he’d done more than necessary by letting her hang out with him. But she needed all the help she could get.

Hayden can’t help but smile at that idea, huffing a laugh as he strips himself of his jacket and drops it haphazardly onto the couch. “I think that would be adorable.” And he means it. Honestly, if any of his employees did that he’d find it pretty fucking precious, and have a really hard time saying no. That said, his employees would never do that because most of his employees were fucking assholes. But his point still stands. Cute. “But is adorable what we’re going for?” Hayden arches his brows as he meets Juliette’s eyes, making his way towards the kitchen to take care of his growling stomach. He opens the fridge as he speaks, searching idly for the makings of a sandwich. “You need to know your audience. What’s your boss like? Would they respond well to that?” Hayden slowly grabs an armful of ingredients from the fridge. “Like are you working for the Wicked Witch of the West? Or Ebenezer Scrooge? Or someone with an actual heart?” Hayden finally closes the fridge with his foot, arms full as he makes his way to the counter before carelessly dropping everything onto it. He looks over his haul thoughtfully for a moment before he moves to find a cutting board and knife in one of the many drawers in the apartment. “If they’re a dick they probably won’t respond well to the montage. And if they’re hippie shit they probably won’t respond well the powerpoint. If it’s a guy,” Hayden comes back with both a knife and cutting board, and playfully points the butter knife at Juliette as he jokes, “he’ll definitely like the begging. But if he likes it too much, you should call HR.” Hayden puts the knife and cutting board down on the counter, reaching for the bread as he asks, “So who’re we dealing with here? And do you want a sandwich?” 

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“hi.” hayden replies with a grin in return, still leaning against the wall beside art’s door as his brows bounce up in greeting. he pushes himself off to stand up straight as he says, “so you’re definitely not at work today. are you sick?” the question is mostly teasing (after all art looks just fine), and hayden makes that pretty clear by the way he feigns a concerned frown, touching the back of his hand to art’s forehead playfully. “or just avoiding me?” now that he’s closer to art’s door he can hear what’s playing inside, the sound of which brings a smile to his face as he drops his hand. “or just spending some quality time with blake lively?” hayden tries to stifle his smile even as he adds, “or you know, all of the above. i’ll take that too.” 

“ i  swear  to  god. ” she muttered under her breath after the fourth wave of knocks. it was obvious that none of her roommates intended on getting the door which to be honest made a lot of sense, it was the middle of the day and she was currently ditching her job to lay on the couch, eat cheetos and watch gossip girl reruns. however, her occasional way of recharging was quickly becoming a bad habit. “ what do you want? ” she cursed pulling the door open only to the other.  ” oh … ” she chuckled, slightly grinning as she leaned into her door frame.  " hey, you  —  ”

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oh-dolly‌:

“or… or college, maybe.. i don’t know.” as nice as it would be - convenient, even, to take hayden up on that… she wasn’t sure kitty would be too thrilled about it. dolly was pretty sure kitty already saw more of her than she really wanted to on a daily basis.. if she was actually working, or, working, whatever hayden thought that would be, crazy person, with her… kitty might never have a moment to herself again. dolly would have intruded entirely on almost every part of her life. at least, you know, that was what the voice in her head said. “i don’t know, is that really a good idea? i was thinking maybe one of the movie theaters was in need of a new candy counter girl, or, a ticket taker, or something, i don’t know.. something simple.” she shrugged, refolding her arms, but leaving one free to toy with the cross on her necklace. “i don’t want to upset her, you know? and it’s not that i don’t want to, but, i mean.. i’m not technically even allowed to be there.. what if someone found out? they could shut the whole thing down, and it would be all my fault, and i can’t do that to you, to both of you.”

“whoa, whoa, okay. okay.” hayden holds up his hands to stop dolly from spiraling down whatever hole she’s found herself in, using one hand to pat her briefly on the head as he says, “it was just an idea.” honestly hayden suggested the whole thing on a whim, which is generally what he does with most things these days. gone are the days where every word out of hayden marin’s mouth was carefully picked, well, unless it was a business meeting. or he was hitting on somebody. but this situation was neither of those things yet somehow possibly more delicate. hayden can’t help but think that one wrong word to dolly could scar her forever. he knows it likely won’t happen, but he’s also seen it happen firsthand so, for once he actually tries to think before he speaks. “...we don’t have to go that route if you don’t want to, okay? but if you do want to...” hayden shrugs, “don’t worry about me. i mean how illegal can it be if you don’t actually drink anything? or even fucking party? and besides, we’ve got leo, he’ll keep us outta prison. plus, i’ll...” hayden wrinkles his nose, as he shrugs, “deal with kitty. don’t tell her i said that though, she might light my shit on fire. but if you actually wanna do it, like if you want to work for me,” hayden’s hazel eyes meet dolly’s firmly, sincerity in them even as he nods and leans back in his seat as he says. “then i can probably try and convince her. but if you really just wanna be a ticket girl at the theater, then that’s chill too.” hayden shrugs easily, because it really is as simple as that. “i can be your reference. i’ll tell ‘em i was your boss and you saved my dog’s life or whatever, you’ll be a fuckin shoe in for the job.” hayden jolts a moment as he remembers something, reaching into his pocket for his phone as he says, “oh, shit, i actually know a guy who’s starting a thing downtown. like a... ice cream parlor, or a candy shop or...” hayden makes a face as he taps through the device looking for the guys number. was it gavin? or gary? shit, he took ecstasy with the dude you’d think he’d remember. “some shit like that, anyways, he owes me a favour, y’know? i can at least probably get you an interview.” 

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mxdelynpowell‌:

Madelyn truly tried to mask the smile that wanted to appear on her lips. A smug grin took its place which appeared far more sinister than a genuine smile. As the brunette rugged his eyes, the blonde busied her eyes observing the photo on her screen. “Precisely.” Maddie said simply as she looked up at Hayden. He still looked dazed which washed her with an odd satisfaction. Their relationship was on bred off of teasing and childish flirting. This definitely wasn’t something out of the ordinary for them. “The picture is only as good as its subject.” Nose wrinkling with a faux disgust, she turned the screen to him to show him the image she captured. Though she wouldn’t admit it, it was a good picture. It showcased an unintentional candid smolder on a canvas of tired eyes and confusion. It was raw, which is what Madelyn searched for. “I see far too much of your face. It’s become hard to miss you when I’m constantly scrubbing your dishes and throwing your clothes in the hamper.” She took a step forward, looking up at him. Her hazel eyes met his as she draped her camera around her neck. This created a divide between them which was ironically tangible. “How was your night of strippers and bottle service bimbos?”

“Oh, so what you’re saying is, my picture is perfect.” Hayden jokes as he takes a peak at said photo. It’s a good one of him honestly, he has no problem admitting that. He tended to be pretty photogenic though, and he’s not even being that cocky when he says that. All those years taking candids for sports magazines had to pay off somehow. “Thanks, Maddie. Didn’t know you felt that way.” Hayden straightens from looking at the photo only to arch his brow as Madelyn closes the distance between them, lips pulling into a smirk as he says, “Well I gotta leave something for you to remember me by, right? Wouldn’t want you missing me too much.” Hayden meets Madelyn’s eyes curiously for a moment, before he’s snorting at her question, lips splitting into a full on grin. There was something particularly amusing about Madelyn roasting him. Three years and still hasn’t gotten old. “Oh, it was great. Thanks for asking.” Hayden replies with faux sincerity, eyes twinkling with mirth as he snorts and adds, “I had a lot of fun, and you know what-- you should come sometime. You might have some fun too.” Hayden tilts his head a moment, studying Madelyn before he gently teases, “you remember what fun is right? I mean... outside of sitting by yourself in stairwells and blinding unsuspecting bystanders. Dancing, drinking...” Hayden waggles his brows suggestively, “me, of course, but that’s a given.”

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julicttes‌:

“Yeah, tomorrow is the day,” she sighed, trying hard to convince herself that she could make it back tomorrow and finally got what she had been wanting for months. The coffee shop was nothing like the Starbucks chain, but several people still preferred the originality of the small shop, her included. “What are you talking about? What part of ‘please give me more money, please’ wasn’t confident enough?,” she joked. She knew this was one of her problems, Juliette hated confrontation, and even though she deserved the raise, she just couldn’t ask for more. “Yeah, I think I forgot my keys at work. So I’ll hang out here until one of my roommates arrives.”

Hayden can’t help but chuckle at the joke, eyes crinkling with his amusement for a moment before he replies, “you know what, you’re right, I don’t know what I was thinking. Definitely go with the begging. It’ll make more of an impact.” The words are accompanied by a friendly wink, before Hayden is studying Juliette for a moment. Honestly, Hayden isn’t exactly neighborly but he wasn’t just gonna leave Juliette out here to rot. She’s opened her door to him too many times for him not to feel shitty about that. He shakes his head as he gestures towards 5.1, blunt as he says, “No, you won’t. Come on, you can hang out in here with me. What kind of asshole would I be if I went inside and just left you out here.” Hayden opens the door and leaves it open for Juliette as he steps inside, calling out to her as he makes his way deeper into the apartment. “Just tell Jac and Chris to text you when they get home!” 

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hayden snorts at jac’s words, cigarette smoke coming out of his nose in a puff with the laughter even as he scoots over obediently. “okay i’ve fuckin’ seen your ass.” hayden pauses to take another drag, breath caught in his throat as he says, “anything but fat.” hayden blows the stream of smoke skyward as he rests his head back on the iron bars of the fire escape, his sigh almost inaudible amongst the sounds of sirens and honking cars and people; laughing and screaming and swearing people. new york for you. hayden licks his lips before he’s turning to look at jac, brows arched. “what are you still doing up?” hayden studies the cigarette between his fingers, examining the cherry tip as he asks, “back from work or something?” 

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     his familiar silhouette was outlined by the street lights on the fire escape, catching jac’s attention as she slipped in the backdoor of the complex and saw him there. maybe it was the scent of marijuana that had called her gaze, but either way, after setting down her things and slipping into pajamas and a fuzzy bath robe, she went out into the hall and out onto the rickety iron landing. “fucking freezing out here, you know. the sun won’t rise for hours,” she greeted him quietly, almost a whisper in the darkness and silence. it was 4am — at least two chilly hours until the sun’s first peak would be visible on the skyline. “scoot over. make room for my fat ass.”

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When Hayden had come in rather late or was it early from work this had been the last thing he’d been expecting. And that was probably his own fault honestly. 

“God... fuck.” Hayden mumbles as he holds a hand over his eyes, still fucking seeing stars. Despite the situation Hayden can barely hold back a smile, because of course this was the kind of bullshit that happened in his building. “So you blind me, drag the way I walk, and then start getting all philosophical on my ass?” Hayden asks as he finally pulls his hand down from his eyes, looking at Madelyn with raised brows for a moment before he’s letting his hand land heavily on the stairwell railing. “Jesus, Maddie, at least buy me dinner first.” Hayden blinks hard a few more times before his vision is finally clear, chuckling to himself as he looks at Madelyn before he’s asking, “Well? Was the picture at least good? Or do you need a retake?” Hayden arches a brow before he’s jokingly adding, “And you know... while we’re on the topic, you don’t need to make excuses. I know you just want a picture of me to gaze at when you miss me, and I’m okay with that. I’m fuckin’ flattered, really.” 

One thing that Madelyn valued most in life was her alone time. Living in a space with three other people, the very thing she held at such great esteem had become a rarity. There was the fire escape she usually spent time on that was littered with flowers from the garden that 5.1 nurtured and cared for. But alas with winter upon the city, it had a become bit too chilly to have anything but a small window sill cactus. An odd place that she liked to relax alone was the stairwell. Surely it wasn’t the most private place but it certainly lead to some great people watching opportunities as she peered out the grand stairwell window, trading glances with the world below her and the settings on her camera. She was always readjusting her settings to get just the right shot. Hearing some foot steps nearing, Maddie pointed the camera in the direction of the unidentified person lurking on the steps. The flash rang bright and clear throughout the hallway. Without batting an eyelash, she immediately started observing the image on the small screen. “Just fixing up the settings on my camera and you just so happened to be the subject. Then again, with foot steps that loud you’re practically begging to draw attention.” Looking up from her screen, she flipped her hair out of her face. “But, then again, every person is always looking to be seen by someone.”

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“Hi.” Hayden replies with an arch of his brows, trying and failing to stifle the amused smile pulling at the corner of his lips. He’d been standing here for a bit just watching Juliette pep talk herself, and he’s not gonna lie, it’s been interesting. Sometimes cheap entertainment really was best. “Plannin’ on asking for a pay raise, huh?” Hayden says conversationally as he goes back to turning his key in the lock for 5.1. He’s pretty sure Juls was a... barista right? He’s not sure where, but he knew that much, but based on that information alone she should fuckin’ ask for a raise. Life in customer service was hard and shitty, and for not the first time Hayden is grateful he’s his own boss. “Your speech is soundin’ pretty good... might wanna sound a bit more confident though. Act like you know you deserve the raise and you already know you’re gonna get it. Being cocky works. At least in my experience.” Hayden suggests honestly as he finally opens his door, turning to Juliette with a smirk before his expression is falling in a moment of mild concern, brow furrowed as he asks, “Hey, by the way, are you locked out or something?” 

Sitting on the floor, the girl turned her bag, looking for the key to her apartment. Juliette didn’t believe in bad days, but this one could certainly be considered one of those. It had been a few weeks since the girl intended to talk to her boss about a possible raise in her salary, but every time she tried, the petite brunette froze and gave up. Today would be the day, she had trained her speech a few times in front of the mirror and was ready to go. This time she even asked to talk to her boss, she sat in her office and was determined to ask for the much-deserved raise, but once again she froze. “You have no reason to freak out. Just remember what your mom taught you, you have to be assertive and make eye contact, and that it’s going to achieve results,” she nodded, still searching for her keys. The brunette began to work on her speech again when she noticed someone watching her from across the hall. She offered them a smile, trying not to think how hot her cheeks were. “Hey there.”

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“as a reference for what? a job?” hayden asks with an arch of his brows. honestly, that had been the last thing he’d been expecting dolly to be yelling at what’s-his-face about (he’d feel bad for not remembering the guys name if he didn’t just fucking hang up on dolly, but considering he did he’s pretty pleased he never bothered to learn it.) “dollface, if you need a job you know you can just work for me right?” hayden wasn’t particularly professional with his business in the first place, he’s sure he could find something for dolly to do. like check coats or something. or honestly just stand around, hayden didn’t particularly care. “i can find something for you to do at the omnia. or...” hayden crosses his arms as he sits on the arm of the sofa, shrugging and he amusedly says, “you can be like my personal assistant. always wanted one of those.” granted, in his mind it had always been more of a sexy secretary situation but dolly didn’t need to know that.

“ - no, i don’t - it’s not, no, i’ts not an emergency, atticus, i’m sorry, it’ll be quick, i promise, wait, just. no don’t hang up, i - had a question.” she huffed out a sigh, lobbing her phone onto the sofa before folding her arms across her chest. “stupid brothers, stupid siblings, stupid new york, stupid..ugh.” it was good she was alone, she decided, unfolding her arms and moving to retrieve her phone. that wasn’t exactly her most grateful moment, tempted to fall apart over something so simple. she could figure this out. but the sound of a throat clearing told her she wasn’t alone, and as she looked up, she didn’t know what to say, torn between pretending nothing had happened and a thousand unnecessary apologies. “if i used you as a reference, you would..you’d help me, right? would that be okay? could i do that?” 

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Under the Silver Lake (2018) Directed by David Robert Mitchell