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𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:  their  apartment 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠:  axel  ,  @losingdcgs  !

it  was  no  surprise  their  apartment  was  messy.  with  a  mixture  of  their  stuff  around,  and  neither  wanting  to  make  the  place  entirely  spotless,  she  was  surprised  they  could  walk  through  the  living  room  at  all.  after  exiting  her  bedroom,  she  groaned  out  of  frustration.  one  thing  that  was  troublesome  for  her  was  not  being  able  to  find  what  she  needed.  this  time,  she  couldn't  find  a  specific  shirt.  “axel  !”  she  shouted,  frantically  searching  through  a  pile  of  clothes.  “have  you  seen  a  black  tank  top  with  a  heart  cutout  on  it  ?”

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whenever  frankie  was  in  the  mood  to  step  out  of  the  comfort  of  her  home,  there  were  very  few  places  she  could  be  found.  one  of  them  being  the  mango  bay  art  district,  considering  there  weren't  many  art  galleries  elsewhere.  wanting  to  see  what  was  going  on,  she  had  a  cup  of  coffee  in  one  hand  while  wandering.  she  was  enjoying  most  of  her  day,  until  someone  interrupted  her  walk.  the  temptation  to  ignore  and  walk  away  stayed  for  a  moment,  but  decided  to  give  him  the  time  of  day.  pausing  her  music,  her  eyebrows  rose  as  she  turned  to  him.  it  took  her  a  second  to  realize  what  he  was  asking  before  giving  a  nonchalant  glance.  it  didn't  take  long  for  her  to  come  up  with  an  answer.  “it  looks  sad  and  empty,”  she  spoke  honestly.  “why  do  you  ask  ?”

LOCATION:  mango  bay  art  district STATUS:  closed  /  up  to  player  ! @romanticsfm

he  walks  the  streets  of  the  mango  bay  art  district  frequently,  as  if  trying  to  get  a  feel  for  the  street  he  knew  like  the  back  of  his  hand.  he  likes  scoping  out  the  buildings,  hoping  to  find  one  that's  FOR  SALE.  he'd  like  to  open  his  own  studio  sometime  –  he  feels  too  bad  for  cluttering  his  house  with  all  of  his  things.  plus,  it  would  be  nice  to  create  some  type  of  work  /  life  balance  by  separating  the  spaces.  “excuse  me,”  he  starts  as  he  catches  a  glimpse  of  a  kind-looking  face.  “what  do  you  think  of  this  space  right  here  ?"  he  gestures  towards  the  soon-to-be  vacant  business.  “what  vibes  do  you  get  from  it  ?”

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𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:  callisto's  secondhand 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠:  anyone  ,  @amadoures  !

after  going  through  racks  of  clothing,  a  sigh  was  let  out  as  andy  wasn't  quite  satisfied  with  any  of  the  choices  in  front  of  her.  maybe  it  was  because  she  was  used  to  being  around  luxury  brand  names  and  expensive  price  tags  but  nothing  seemed  thrilling.  deciding  to  give  up  on  searching,  she  turned  to  the  other  with  a  soft  smile  before  asking,  “did  you  find  anything  you  liked  ?”

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life is good again (ordered something online)

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"a  staycation  doesn't  sound  too  bad,"  she  agreed  with  a  nod.  as  long  as  it  was  in  a  nice  hotel  with  a  lovely  garden  and/or  museum,  she'd  find  it  enjoyable.  frankie  didn't  mind  trying  new  things  but  she  preferred  doing  what  she  was  already  so  used  to.  it  was  a  comfort  zone  she  didn't  get  out  of  often.  "don't  you  think  going  to  a  local  restaurant  or  a  different  theater  can  be  done  here  though?"  she  inquired  out  of  curiosity  and  to  hear  tabby's  opinion,  mostly.  furrowing  her  eyebrows,  a  skeptical  glance  appeared.  "i  think  i'll  pass  on  pretending  to  be  someone  else,  but  i  appreciate  the  suggestion."

It sounded boring to Tabby, but she tactfully didn't say that. "I mean, repetition can be nice sometimes, but not all the time. People, are animals. And like animals, they need enrichment. So I think you should go out and get out of town! You could make a day of it, like a staycation. Check out a local restaurant, or go see a movie in a different theater. Or go further and really rediscover yourself. Ooh, pretend you're someone else! You can pretend you're an anthropologist, studying a new culture and peoples just discovered. Or you're a jaded widow who isn't looking for love, and yet somehow it finds you. Or that you're a super cool James Bond spy!"

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after  agreeing  to  go  out  for  once,  and  to  karaoke  no  less,  she  should  have  expected  something  like  this  to  happen.  instead  she  thought  things  would  be  quiet  on  their  end  and  would  watch  others  perform.  yet  she  found  it  quite  entertaining  to  see  him  on  stage,  having  the  time  of  his  life.  laughing  when  he  appeared  in  front  of  her,  frankie  shook  her  head  before  bringing  her  own  beer  to  her  lips,  taking  several  sips.  “i  might  have  joined  in  on  the  booing  as  a  joke  at  first  but–i  thought  it  was  a  good  performance  overall.  do  you  actually  come  here  often  ?”

closed : @romanticsfm ft, utp ! location : siren karaoke bar

he  stumbles  back  to  the  table,  beer  still  in  his  hand  like  it’s  glued  there,  buzzing  with  chaotic  energy  (  or  maybe  it’s  just  the  alcohol.  )  a  man  who  just  freestyled  the  entirety  of  total  eclipse  of  the  heart  despite  the  lyrics  being  right  in  front  of  him.  plops  into  the  booth  across  from  the other  with  a  dramatic  sigh,  free  hand  rubbing  over  his  face.  “ okay,  so  they  might’ve  booed  me,  but  i  just  think  they  don’t  get  it,  you  know  ?  maybe  they’re  just  not  big  thinkers.  personally,  i  think  my  version  had  way  more  depth  than  the  original. ”  he  shrugs,  polishes  off  the  remaining  liquid  in  his  bottle  before  finally  setting  it  down.  “ bonnie  tyler  eat  your  heart  out,  am  i  right ? ”

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after  a  roll  of  her  eyes  and  a  nudge  with  her  elbow,  ava  decided  there  was  no  use  in  arguing,  even  just  a  little.  "yeah,  yeah.  you  can  think  whatever  you  want."  there  were  several  light  tap  to  her  chin,  indicating  her  contemplation.  it  was  a  tough  thing  to  think  about.  instead  of  taking  forever  and  overthinking  it  more  than  she  already  was,  she  decided  to  say  quickly,  "i  think  majority  would  decide  to  go  with  having  the  public  think  they've  been  with  bigfoot."  a  nod  given  as  well,  showing  her  confidence  in  her  answer.  upon  mentioning  other  scenarios,  she  looked  to  margaret  with  curiosity.  "oh  yeah  ?  let's  hear  some  of  them  then."

“  innocent  thoughts  ,  ”  margaret  repeats  ,  incredulous  ,  “  yeah  ,  sure  .  well  —  what  do  you  think  the  general  consensus  has  been  so  far  ?  do  you  think  people  are  wanting  a  weekend  with  bigfoot  or  to  lose  what  little  dignity  they  have  socially  ?  ”  because  truth  be  told  ,  margaret  has  asked  anyone  who  would  listen  .  no  rhyme  or  reason  for  the  question  ,  beyond  for  her  own  personal  entertainment  .  “  if  you  like  the  way  i  think  ,  you  should  see  what  other  ‘  would  you  rather  ’  scenarios  i  have  cooked  up  .  ” 

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"how  so  ?"  deciding  to  hop  off  the  counter,  she  strolled  toward  him  to  reduce  the  space  between  them.  "i  know.  i'd  still  want  to  attend  yours,"  andy  spoke  genuinely,  looking  into  his  eyes.  she  may  enjoy  going  out  at  night  more  than  the  average  person  but  regardless,  she'd  want  to  support  atlas.  besides,  as  long  as  she  was  having  a  good  time,  it  didn't  matter  what  the  time  was.  striding  past  him,  her  main  destination  was  the  fridge.  "what's  your  job  again  ?"  her  eyes  focused  on  any  miscellaneous  food  they  might  have  before  closing  it  shut,  not  finding  anything  satisfying.  "well,  i  think  you're  being  doubtful.  have  you  ever  thrown  one  that  wasn't  for  work  ?" after   contemplating   for   a   moment,   she   continued   on,   "also–do   you   think   we   should   order   pizza   ?"

“livening  things  up  almost  SOUNDS  WORSE.”  not  a  sentiment  many  would  understand,  but  he  wouldn't  expect  them  to.  “my  own  party  ?  you  know  i  go  to  bed  at,  like,  ten,  right  ?  no  one  wants  to  attend  a  party  in  the  day  time.”  at  least,  he  assumes  that  much  is  true.  not  the  type  of  party  she's  suggesting,  anyway.  “what  makes  you  think  i  know  how  to  throw  a  party  anyway  ?”  it  was  most  definitely  the  fact  that  his  job  title  was  EVENT  PLANNER,  but  he  chooses  to  ignore  that  fact  for  the  sake  of  his  boring  man  argument.  “i'm  sure  the  town  absolutely  does  need  one.  i  just  don't  think  i'm  the  guy  to  do  it.”

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although  she  may  have  seemed  fine,  there  was  still  a  slight  concern  within  andy.  as  concerned  as  she  was  though,  there  was  a  quick  scrunch  of  her  nose  as  she  watched  sienna  wring  out  hair,  deciding  to  instantly  cross  her  arms  after.  "maybe  putting  ice  wherever  it  hurts  might  help,"  she  responded,  attempting  to  give  advice.  "and  i  wouldn't  say  not  to  carry  supplies,  but  maybe  watch  how  much  you're  carrying.  i  think  you  just  had  a  lot  on  your  hands."  her  lips  pursed  and  gave  a  shrug.  "all  of  it,  but  it  could  be  worse,  right  ?"

☆ﾟ*·ﾟCHUCKLING SOFTLY, SIENNA shrugged, looking around at all of the art supplies that had taken refuge in the muddy puddles. she hoped that some of it could be salvaged but at this point, she wasn't really all that sure at all. "i think i'm okay? at least for now. i'll probably wake up with a gnarly bruise. maybe i should take this as a sign to not carry art supplies when it's muddy." sienna squeezed out her hair, now actually feeling a bit gross. "how much of it did you see?"

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the  more  their  conversation  went  on  and  on,  the  more  surprised  yet  natural  it  seemed  for  tabby  to  think  of  such  a  way.  although,  it  certainly  made  frankie  curiouser  about  the  project.  such  as,  what  did  the  item  even  look  like,  was  it  a  bunch  of  sequins  glued  together,  was  it  placed  onto  something  for  it  to  be  held,  etc.  rather  than  inquiring  more  about  it,  she  only  gave  a  nod  as  a  response.  unfortunately,  tabby  was  the  only  one  filling  what  would  be  silence,  but  she  didn't  mind  it.  if  she  wanted  to  talk  for  hours,  the  young  brunette  would  most  likely  stick  around  still.  eyebrows  furrowed  before  replying,  "i  wouldn't  say  i'm  bored.  things  have  just  been  the  same.  i  check  on  work,  i  stay  home  and  watch  tv  shows,  then  i  go  to  sleep."  scrunching  her  nose,  she  did  contemplate  for  a  few  seconds  on  what  would  be  EXCITING  to  her.  “i  guess  going  out  of  town  for  once  might  be  nice.”

"Yes, it was! I was doing a report on if you could use highly reflective sequins to start a fire, like you would with a magnifying glass. I got a good grade which was nice, I would've thought setting my teacher's toupee on fire would be an automatic fail, but here we are." Tabby said. Then she gave Frankie a look of concern. She was so effortlessly cool and Tabby felt the slimy need to impress her. "I mean, I'm glad things aren't bad, but it sucks that you're bored. What would be exciting to you? Maybe we could throw a party? Or see if there's a community event?"

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a  quick  shrug  was  given  before  deciding  to  move  past  his  comment.  she  didn't  want  to  bring  the  mood  down  by  ranting  about  everything  that  went  wrong.  "if  it's  so  boring,  why  don't  you  liven  things  up  ?  have  you  thought  about  maybe  trying  to  host  your  own  party  ?  or  suggesting  one  ?"  she  rose  an  eyebrow  toward  him,  before  flashing  an  innocent  smile.  “the  town  probably–no,  the  town  definitely  needs  one  anyway.”

his  eyes  follow  her  as  she  jumps  on  top  of  the  counter  –  something  he's  always  found  a  bit  impractical,  but  the  last  thing  he  needed  was  to  be  considered  WARDEN  in  his  own  home.  “you  say  that  like  it  wasn't  fine,”  he  notes,  reaching  for  the  hand  towel  hung  on  the  oven  door.  “mine  was  just  about  as  boring  as  they  always  are.”  not  that  he  completely  hated  that.  he  was  a  slow  moving  man.  always  had  been.  found  it  easier  to  wallow  in  his  negative  emotions  that  way.  “posting  up  fliers,  setting  up  tables…  SUPER  EXCITING  STUFF.”

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with  a  shake  of  her  head,  she  gave  a  roll  of  her  eyes  after,  yet  continued  to  smile.  "my  mind  is  in  the  gutter  ?  i  didn't  think  of  anything  except  innocent  thoughts.  i'm  just  saying  i'm  not  interested  in  touching  feet."  she  gave  a  dramatic  shiver  before  letting  out  a  laugh.  "okay,  that's  fair  and  i  wish  i  thought  of  that."

“  right  ,  sure  .  ”  margaret  shoots  a  sly  wink  ava's  way  ,  as  if  she's  implied  something  beyond  a  foot  massage  .  “  a  foot  massage  would  be  the  least  of  my  problems  at  that  point  .  get  your  mind  out  of  the  gutter  !  &  it  would  obviously  be  sick  because  i  would  get  to  share  my  research  after  spending  a  full  day  with  a  living  legend  .  i  could  sell  my  findings  for  so  much  money  .  wouldn't  you  be  curious  about  something  like  that  ?  ” 

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while listening, frankie nodded occasionally before eventually asking, "was it for a science project?" it was the only thing she could come up with. "glad you didn't get banned, i guess." bringing her cup of coffee to her lips, she took a few sips while thinking about her own answer. business has been fine on her end, she's been spending lots of time with her cat as usual, and she felt like nothing too exciting hasn't been going on in town. which isn't a bad thing to her. in the end, the woman gave a shrug before saying, "things have been okay. same old, same old, i guess. i feel like there's not much to say."

"Uh, the first one. I don't normall keep crickets around just in case. At least, not since 7th grade, and that was a mess. It was for a whole science thing, I won't get into it. I wasn't banned from the lab, which is the main takeaway." Tabby said, shaking her head. No reason to get into her weird youth. "Anyway, that was so rude of that cricket, you were just about to tell me how you are. I'm all ears!"

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"i don't know! i'm just saying... who knows what bigfoot might want. maybe he'll want me to massage his feet the entire time and i'd rather not do that." even saying it gave her a slight shiver before laughing. now, there was confusion on her face after hearing margaret's response. "how exactly would that be sick?"

“  what  do  you  mean  ,  wouldn't  do  much  ?  ”  brows  furrow  in  confusion  ,  “  what  exactly  are  you  thinking  will  happen  between  you  and  bigfoot  ?  ”  margaret  pauses  ,  as  if  to  consider  her  options  .  “  well  i  would  pick  the  first  ,  but  if  i  had  it  my  way  — i  would  spend  the  day  with  bigfoot  and  have  everyone  know  .  i  just  think  it's  sick  as  fuck  .  ” 

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unfortunately, almost every shift left the woman exhausted, so one could usually find her relaxing for a while. a reason why she was lounging on the couch, scrolling through tiktok for entertainment. it was the moment she could hear the door opening that she causes her to perk up and head towards the kitchen, tossing her phone onto a cushion behind her. after hopping onto a counter to sit, andy lightly swung her feet while eyes glanced his way. "it was… fine. how was yours?"

LOCATION:  their  apartment STATUS:  closed  /  andy  douglas @romanticsfm

he  has  a  certain  routine,  when  he  comes  home.  place  his  keys  on  the  key  ring,  slip  his  shoes  off  and  place  them  on  the  rack,  and  go  to  the  kitchen  sink  to  wash  his  hands.  he  didn't  consider  himself  home  until  the  routine  was  complete.  as  he's  washing  his  hands,  he  glances  up  and  sees  andy  on  the  couch.  “oh,  hey,”  he  greets,  lathering  soap  on  his  hands.  “how  was  your  day  ?”

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when wanting to meet and catch up, frankie didn't realize how long their conversation was going to end up and by the time she checked her watch, she already considered creating an excuse to get up and leave. mainly due to just wanting to be home and spend time with her cat. however, when she noticed the cricket jumping out, she flinched slightly while eyebrows raised out of being surprised. "does that usually happen because you have to feed animals? or is there a completely different reason?"

Location: Sunrise Cafe // @palmviewstarters

"Of course, it just ended up being a sprain, thank goodness, and we were able to send the little guy home that day. Busy days can be exciting, but sometimes I really appreciate the slower days filled with check ups and minor issues. Anyways, how are you? I feel like it's been ages since I've seen you and I know-" Tabby said, before a cricket jumped out from her blouse and onto the floor. It scurried away into the outdoors and she just stared after it for a moment. "Sorry, cricket in my bra. Weirdly, that's only the second time that's happened."