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millie-duke‌:

“Well, you would know sweetie.” Her tone was patronising, a force of habit, the surprise she felt at Lucas showing up in her hotel had triggered a defence inside her which was probably why she was being so hostile. So much more than usual. “I wouldn’t have been surprised if it was in this place, everything seems to move slower in Holiday, sure it’s great during the summer when people are descending on the town and hotel bringing in significant business for me but what about when the season is over? It’s going to be drier than a nun’s vagina and I don’t know how I’m going to get through it without slipping into a boredom coma. It’s not exactly New York.” She took another long sip of her drink, letting it burn her throat, it was the first thing she’d put in her body for almost nine hours, but at least it might help put her to sleep. He was staying here, of course he was. “Did they give you an upgrade? If not, I’ll have a word. We can put you in one of the outside bungalows. More privacy, separation from the main building so you can have your own space.” Plus she would be able to get separation from him, it would be less likely they would run into each others in the hallways, the owner could avoid the bar or common areas if she needed to.

Considering their situation was far from good, it would be silly of him not to expect this treatment, Lucas tolerates the clear patronising tone, it proves to be ineffective at that point seeing as he had been preparing for it ever since he’s heard he was moving to Holiday. “Yeah, New York sure feels more alive, but I gotta say you always seem to get bored pretty fast.” Smooth hint, Lucas shifts in his seat, he is going to be as civilised as he could be, especially given the fact that he’s staying at her hotel, but the feeling that burned within his chest can’t be ignored either. “A bungalow? Nah, I really like my penthouse. I imagine you’re not staying that far down the hall from me, actually.”

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mhrris‌:

Looking away from her notebook, she smiled at the sight of Lucas. Although they were complete opposites, Maggie couldn’t help but find him interesting. Especially after what happened between them the last time they saw each other. “Can you? And what might that reason be?” She asked him, quirking a brow. “Have you even been to a beach before? Bringing your own towel is kind of a necessity,” she said, a laugh escaping her lips. “I suppose you’ll ask to borrow my sunscreen, too?”

Lucas recognises that smile, which sets a feeling that he’s welcomed there. “A beautiful woman sitting alone -- well, she was.” Head tilted to the side for a moment as he’s now turning the same to stare at the sea. Although he’s never been a big fan of public places such as beaches in Chicago, he’s definitely learning how to appreciate the peace that the beach in Holiday brings, taking long walks by the end of the day when he needs to clear his head - it definitely became one of Lucas’ favourite places since he’s moved into town. “I was not planning on seating or bathing.. but I could always skinny-dip!” He jokes, white pearl teeth showing in a big smile. “Although I will need your sunscreen, yes.” 

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“So, why’d you ask for my opinion then, if you were just going to sit there and waist my time?” Jo retorted, more than a little annoyed at having her lunch break interrupted to help the dude decide what he wanted from the menu, only to have him politely insult her choices. “What was even the point of you asking me in the first place? Clearly you already know what sort of food you like to eat.”

The clear annoyance on the other’s face plants a smooth smile on his lips. “Relax, it’s a joke -- ! I didn’t get your name?” Blue eyes set on her as he speaks, although never in an invading way. “I’ll take your suggestion, try something local, I’m sure it will be great. What are you having?”

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millie-duke‌:

Millie let her head tilt to one side slightly, raising her eyebrows, before crossing her arms. “Oh you’ve always been such a drama queen, I thought you might have grown out of that by now.” She smirked right back at him, not backing down from the way he stared at her, right in the eyes which might have scared or stressed out someone else but not her. No, she wasn’t going to be intimidated by something as basic as eye contact, not Millie. “In Holiday? I didn’t think this place was interesting enough to warrant you working on a case here, Jesus. What happened, someone stole a candy bar from the nearest bodega?” Reaching out she took hold of the stem of her glass, taking a sip before glancing around the hotel. “It’s nice isn’t it? Grandad did well with this one. I need to update it a little bit but I could have done a lot worse.” There was pride in her voice.

“Once you become a drama queen you can never go back.” Smooth tone of voice as part of what she just said was true, he’s always felt free to express how he feels about things and comment on them with honesty. “Well I can’t talk about my client’s case, but it’s not about candy, believe it or not.” A certain lift of his eyebrows gives a tone of mockery to the words, as if he himself would not be surprised if such small town would have such court cases in an absurd way. The drinks finally arrive giving him reason to divert his gaze for a moment, taking a sip of his own drink. “It sure is nice, hope you don’t mind my stay in your hotel.” Lucas knows, and it’s obvious by the way he speaks, that if she was surprised for seeing him in Holiday, she sure was not expecting him to say he’d stay in her hotel, of all the places and apartments to rent.

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yrsweetvalentine‌:

“Well, when you get food envy - I’m not sharing.” Jake huffed as he set the menu on the table. “Breakfast taste best at dinnertime, it’s science.” 

“I’d say the opposite is the best, dinner at breakfast-time.. college years are wild.” Lucas shakes his head, mentioning it brought a couple of memories with it. “Okay, say I try your.. theory. If I don’t like it, you pay for it.” He smirks.

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millie-duke‌:

Millie settled her cold eyes on Lucas with no hint of amusement in them, one eyebrow raised ever so slightly, left of her lip quirked up but with no genuine emotion. “Maybe you were just embarrassingly eager, it’s not a good look for you, reeks of desperation.” The blonde shrugged, sliding onto the barstool next to him and flagging down the man behind it. She owned the hotel, there was no point to that if she couldn’t get what she wanted when she wanted from the employees there. “Dirty dry martini with double olives.” She instructed, no intention of eating them but still wanting them in the clear liquid regardless. “So, Lucas, what has you out in Holiday. It doesn’t seem exactly like your kind of place.”

A genuine smug smirk is targeting the other regardless of how cold her words and her expression were. “Please, we both know I don’t do such thing and honestly that’s no way to treat an old friend, Millie.” The smirk remains as he orders his own expensive whiskey on the rocks right after she orders her usual martini, elbows laid over the counter, he waits for their drinks as he stares at her. “I’m working on a case here, of all places.. Is it that obvious that I’m having the time of my life..?” He jokes, shaking his head as to himself and the whole situation he’s been put into. “At least I knew you owned a hotel here so I’d feel welcomed.” Sarcasm dripping from his words.

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“See when you put it like that,” Lucas couldn’t help but point to the menu off to the side. “You’re still wrong and I’ll stick to my own choice.”

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compare chicago to holiday, the opposite coast, away from everything and everyone lucas knew. for many it could be a paradise, but it would often bore the spoiled city man to death. luckily not all things were bad, and he got to have a taste of home considering his childhood friend was in town. “lovely as always.” lucas comments with a grin when millie finally arrives to the bar. “for a moment i thought you would rather have me drinking by myself all night.” he jokes about the fact that she seemed to be extremely late, but then that was nothing new to him either. @millie-duke

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lucas is far from the most judgemental person in holiday, in fact he was pretty sure he was keeping one of the last places in that matter, but this was something he’s never seen before, which caught him off guard and thus had him unconsciously frowning at the woman devouring her ice-cream. “love their ice cream? yeah. pretty sure you’re not gonna like what’s happening next though.. brain freeze.” his tone is the most friendly he could pull off, offering her a little smile at the end of that statement. 

in all reality, she should have known better than trying to eat ice cream in the summer sun, so rachel had to scarf it down like a prisoner who had ten seconds to finish her food. the two month along pregnant woman (and she wasn’t showing either) finished only to look up, innocent eyes as she found a pair on her, “what, never seen someone love their ice cream?” asked she.

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He’s grown used to the relaxing feeling of not knowing many people in town, not having to stumble across people he grew up with or people that knew the McKays. There were only a few people that knew him in Holiday, and there were even less people he’d be able to recognise from a distance, Maggie being one of them. Lucas smirks to himself, making his way towards her without thinking twice. “I can name one more reason to stay out here now.” He chooses to take a sit next to her, having to sit on her towel seeing as he didn’t bring one. “Lovely surprise!”

Maggie had spent her morning out on the water tagging Blue Sharks with her team since they were very common in the summer months. Researching their migration patterns was going to be Maggie’s first task since arriving in Holiday. Coming back to the beach, she laid a towel down and took a seat, pulling out her notebook so she could write down some data. She sat quietly doing her work until she felt someone’s presence behind her, so she turned to look at them. “The weather is absolutely beautiful today, don’t you think? I could stay out here for hours,” she said, a smile appearing on her delicate facial features. 

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oh hi there, welcome to holiday, LUCAS MCKAY you’ve been here for SIX MONTHS? awesome! you look just like SEBASTIAN STAN. it’s crazy. oh, so you’re a THRITY-TWO year old LAWYER. and you’re MALE and use HE/HIM? okay, just checking! oh, people say you’re DIRECT & SKILLFUL but GREEDY & DEVIOUS? well, i’m sure that you can prove yourself here. you’re looking forward to the FOURTH OF JULY celebration? that’s a good one, you’ll love it. i have to get going now, bye! [RUTE, 23, GMT, she/her]

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Lucas is from Chicago, only son to the McKay. Coming from the high society, Lucas' parents marriage was a facade that they did not hide from their son.

His father owns a very successful business although the McKay come from a lineage of lawyers and judges in London, UK, his father being the first family member to settle in the USA. His mother is from New York City, coming from a wealthy and known family too. Lucas decided to study to be a very good lawyer, however, like the rest of the McKay’s.

He moved to Holiday six months ago to defend a family's friend that got into real trouble. He's been staying at the Shutter's Hotel for now as his stay in Holiday is still temporary.

Growing up was extremely easy for Lucas considering his family's wealth, he is not sorry for all the resources he has and for his advantages or for the sometimes dirty ways that rich people have to get what they want.

Unsupervised throughout his teen years, Lucas has developped a drinking and sometimes drug problem which he refuses to admit.

Lucas will walk over whoever he has to to get where he wants/needs to get. He is cynical, spoiled and he is very sure of himself in every way.

Lucas may look like a charming prince on the surface, but he is an entire hot mess if you get to know him a little bit better.

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