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libby !

“you should know this by now. i run on one speed, and it’s fast, so you either keep up or live to regret it!” she shrugged, hands on her hip as she was stopped, allowing him to catch up. now, this kind of went against her whole ‘keep up’ mentality, but she at least wanted to go into the party together. as much as she liked showing up to parties, she didn’t want to be alone. she’d wait, but only for that reason. “it’s not my fault that you couldn’t figure out how to put your shoes on earlier,” she teased, looking him up and down as she watched him finish the last shoe. “but you know what, i’m going to forgive you because you’ve been nice to me this week, and after you took that table with the horrible family for me, it’s only fair, isn’t it?” she wanted to keep him around, too. he was one of the few people that both encouraged and actively participated in her antics, it was a good thing that they had going, so a light teasing would be about as far as she’d go, never anything malicious. “you mean you weren’t totally feeling that? something about a couple having a complete blow up fight to the soundtrack of don’t stop believin’, it’s poetic.” she chuckled. “i make no guarantees to that one. there’s never a bad time for showtunes.”

     “YOU  KNOW,  I  think  there’s  a  small–”  eyes  squint  as  he  lifts  his  hand  and  pinches   the  air.  “–minuscule  part  of  me  that  enjoys  getting  difficult  tables.  it’s  almost  like  a   challenge  to  win  them  over.”  shay  snickers  to  himself.  “i  definitely  didn’t  that  night,  considering  the  single-digit  tip  but...”  he  shrugs. “just  means  you  owe  me.”  he’s   kidding,  of  course.  a  laugh  escapes  him  and  he  shakes  his  head,  hands  sliding  into  his  pockets.  “i  was  not  feeling  that.  something  about...”  he  sucks  in  air  through  his  teeth,  though  it’s  followed  by  laughter  as  he  continues,  “... there’s  something  about  loud  infidelity  accusations  that  i  feel  like  didn’t  quite  fit  steve  perry’s  vision  of  journey’s   music.  but  who  knows?  maybe  i  just  wasn’t  drunk  enough.”  he  nudges  his  friend’s  side  as  they  continue  walking. “so  what’s  the  deal,  here?  who  are  these  people?  are  we  avoiding  anyone,  am  i  pretending  to  be  a  cousin  visiting  from  nashville,  are  we  taking  a  souvenir  on  our  way  out?  what’s  the  vibe?”

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zara !

Now and then, Zara would cover a shift for one of the bartenders over at Chef Clouds. Basic cocktails were basic cocktails, and she could do that in her sleep. It was nice to have a change of pace, and an excuse to talk to more people. Clocking in for her shift, she glanced over at one of the servers, “Hey, stranger.” closed @shaycon​ ​

     IT  JUST  SO  happens  to  be  one  of  those  days  where  shay  can’t  be  bothered  to  interact  with  people—  specifically,  customers.  it’s  no  wonder  he  stepped  into  the  back  entrance  of  chef  clouds  at  the  beginning  of  his  shift,  door  swung  open  and  an  arm  extended  in  the  air  while  he  loudly  announced:  “what  a  day  to  work  in  customer  service!”  because  that’s  just  how  shay  works;  no  matter  how  he’s  feeling,  it’s  rare  to  catch  him  in  anything  lesser  than  a  good  mood.  so,  when  he  hears  a  familiar  voice  at  the  bar  while  he  leans  on  a  bar  stool,  twirling  a  dish  towel  around,  he  perks  up  immediately.  “no  shit!”  he  chirps  as  he  spots  zara,  a  big  smile  spreading  across  his  face.  “someone  call  out?  you’re  too  nice  to  be  taking  shifts.”  he  turns  and  sits  on  the  stool,  forearms  resting  on  the  bar  surface.  “you  ready  for  an  absolute  rager  of  an  evening?  maybe  some  drunk,  old  golfer  men  to  make  things  mildly  interesting  on  a  weeknight?”

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libby​ !

“if you don’t pick up the pace i will leave you right here–” libby called over her shoulders as she made steps closer to the house in the distance. call it a gift, a hidden talent, whatever, but somehow libby had become very well versed in finding parties, even if she didn’t know a person there.  that’s usually how she ended up bringing shay with her, he was almost always just as down for these kinds of things as she was, and he made a good party companion. as they got closer to the front door, she turned around, giving him a grin. “now, i promise this one won’t be as bad as last time. that was my bad, and i’m sorry about that. but, if it is, we’ll find something better to do. just trust me, okay?”

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     “LISTEN,  IT’S  NOT  my  fault  you walk  with  such  purpose,  lib!”  he’s  straggling  behind  because  somehow,  shay  managed  to  leave  the  house  without  fully  tugging  his  shoe  on  over  his  heel.  so  now,  he’s  a  good  few  feet  behind  his  friend,  half  bent  over  and  tucking  the  loose  shoe  laces  inside  his  shoe.  a  light  jog  gets  him  caught  up  with  her  and  finally,  he’s  surveying  the  area  in  front  of  them.  shay   connelly  is  not  someone  to  question  anything  about  a  party  (  perhaps  he  is,  but  it’s  typically  too  late  and  he’s  probably  lost  interest  in  the  answer  anyway  )  but  it’s  safe  to  say  his  interest  is  piqued.  green  eyes  settle  on  the  girl  in  front  of  him  as  she  turns  around  to  face  him.  and  in  all  honesty,  shay  doesn’t  quite  hold  grudges.  it  takes  a  lot  for  him  to  be  bothered  but  it  doesn’t  mean  he  won’t  play  up  feigned  annoyance  just  to  tease  libby.  a  roll  of  his  eyes  and  a  click  of  his  tongue  sets  the  tone,  though  his  smile  gives  away  any  semblance  of  seriousness.  “i  mean,  that   couple  screaming  at  each  other  did  really  kill  the  mood  of  that  karaoke  party  but  at  least  i  got  a  good  brownie  out  of  it...  even  if  there  was  no  weed  involved.”  he  wrinkles  his  nose.  “just  no  show  tunes  this  time.”

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( braeden lemasters. twenty-three. he/him. ) i think i just saw SEAMUS “SHAY” CONNELLY  ride by on a golf cart . at least i think it was them . after all , OFF MY MIND BY JOE P was blasting on the transistor radio . maybe they were on their way to work , i hear they’re a SERVER hey totally could have been on their way to DRIVE AROUND AIMLESSLY AND LISTEN TO MUSIC WITH THE WINDOWS DOWN . guess we’ll never know . you’ll definitely know its them when you see WORN SNEAKERS WITH THE SOLES PEELING, SNEAKY SIPS OF ALCOHOL WHILE WORKING, and A SMILE THAT TOUCHES YOUR EYES around the country club . let’s just hope they stay off the green after hours or else the sprinklers will get them ! 

hi friends ! you can call me wren — i’m in the est timezone, i recently developed a crush on dominic fike, i have two dogs that i love more than anything, i’m a massive dork that does the nyt daily mini crossword and plays this stupid ass interior decorating game literally every day, i love pineapple fried rice an absurd amount, and in general i’m hype to bring my boi shay to ya ! he’s brand new so pls bear with me as i develop him more but here’s a bit about him:

shay grew up as the perpetual middle child— he assumed the role of mediator early on to ease the tensions of growing up in a family of six ( including his parents ), with a dad that worked more than he saw his own children and a mother that hoarded so much that it was difficult to walk around the house

he’s used to being the comedic relief and ever since he was little, shay is desperate to make people around him comfortable and happy

he’s got a bunch of sisters so it’s no wonder he’s lowkey a soft boi

living at home wasn’t healthy for him so needless to say, shay moved out and gained independence pretty early; it was perfect timing, since his then longterm girlfriend ( enter: miss cassia crocetti ) was also interested in moving out

their relationship was quite Toxic— cassia was jealous, and shay was the perfect amount of oblivious. after an incident ( to put it lightly ), shay pretty much ghosted her because homeboy doesn’t know how to deal with serious situations

( alcoholism and drug use tw ) oddly enough ( and ironically ), shay was probably much better off in the years he was dating cassia than he is now. sure, he’s not in that unhealthy situation anymore but he’s slipped— he drinks. a Lot. like probably has woken up on the golf course or some shit. he dabbles in some party drugs and weed too. 

( depression tw ) shay definitely has been dealing with undiagnosed depression for a while, too. it comes in waves but they’re silent— there are days where he can’t leave his bed. there are times when he starts to show signs of hoarding and doesn’t clean his place. but the best part is that he hides it !! sometimes he just dips for a while and comes back like nothing’s wrong !! the type to cry in his car but walk into work singing and dancing to make people happy ! he said i will suffer in silence thank you !!

he’s generally very directionless and sometimes idk how he makes it through life

like he’s always running late. to the point that you should just expect it ? and yet this man has not lost his job ? Hm

i really said: here’s all the reasons why shay lowkey sucks

but really this boy is what some would classify as a golden retriever. absolutely the person you want to be around and the person you want to see at a party

he can be kind of a flirt but truly he’s a little Dumb he doesn’t realize he’s flirting/being flirted with so he really works best with people that are direct about their intentions

if i haven’t made it clear he has a very bubbly, happy personality ! truly just a sad boy that has learned how to convince people he’s fine

he remembers things about people !! like will he remember to text you back ? maybe not but he will remember your coffee order

he’s a very enthusiastic music listener. like freaks out when he likes a song and will belt the lyrics while driving around 

he loves his stupid shitty honda

think baby driver with the way he can’t drive until he has the perfect song playing; yes this has made him late on multiple occasions

probably owns a guitar but never learned more than like two songs

he’s very Open Minded. take that as you will <3

the boy can make friends with a wall

def not much of a relationship guy... he might have some fuckboy tendencies. like he’s not above sending 2am texts ( typically drunk ) or leaving early in the morning without saying anything to the other person. class act !!

generally he just tends to fuck up his relationships bc he’s got some Trauma he hasn’t worked through but like who has time for that !!

ok i think i’ve said enough god i do not shut up ! wait here are some shay energy tiktoks

he absolutely doesn’t use dating apps and this is exactly why

shay in serious situations :) 

shay irish exiting but it’s probably because he wanders when he’s drunk xoxo

this is just him being drunk and the center of attention at parties i promise his voice isn’t as good as andrew garfield’s

anyway i love developing plots so much so if that’s your vibe, hit me up and i would be so happy to figure something out !

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*sees two bees flying around my garden* me: i wonder.,. if…. they’re friends..

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Brockhampton - boogie

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power move: buying out the Gucci store and pronouncing it “gucky” the whole time

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looking at my own playlists like how did u know i love that song…

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tag drop !