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giovannirusso​:

“Pretty sure this one is a’yours,” Gio flung a random sock at Shelly upon spotting her on the other side of the laundry room. It wasn’t. She probably knew it wasn’t. But could he ever walk by the blonde without bothering her? That was a definite no. “Or I could hand deliver it upstairs, I’m sure Ruth would love to see me.” 

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           ‘ FUCK OFF, ‘ shelly exclaims, as she dodges the sock that absolutely did not belong to her, as her laundry basket sat in her arms. ‘ is your life so mundane, russo, that you’ll have to resort to causing drama with random stinky socks ? ‘ she hefts the basket on top of one of the washing machines, and raises an eyebrow. ‘ what do you want ? ’

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The Big Sick (2017) Directed by Michael Showalter

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ofrockwood​:

          he can make the excuse of this being a last minute hiding spot, one he ducked into as a last resort, but a) he’s still in the process of remembering what it’s like to breathe, and two) he’s getting the vibe that shelly’s not the type to rat him out. so he digresses. his cheeks that once resembled rose bushes now muted into a baby pink as he gathers his bearings & slumps back against the wall. sighing his relief.  ❛ depends, ❜  he responds to her second statement, swallowing down the burn before he’s retrying his attempt at getting high, inhaling a cloud of smoke which, soon enough, clouds his head. his mind. link’s eyes glazing over like they always do when he lights up a joint.  ❛ what kinda cookies are in the cookie jar?? ❜

         SHE WAS AN expert of finding the small spaces of the club that are free from wandering eyes, whether it was for a smoke, a prank, or a hookup. after two years, she, unfortunately, knows this place like the back of her hand. the only thing that would make it better is stumbling upon some sort of secret passage. ‘ mm-- really gross ones. oatmeal raisin. or, like, ones where they accidentally used salt instead of sugar. ‘ a pause. ‘ i mean, it’s up to you, i’m not gonna twist your arm to share, dude. i totally got some back in my car. ‘ tucked away with a bong she’s dubbed jon bong jovi. ‘ so i can spot you next time. if you want. y’know, sharing is caring. ‘cept for, like, a venereal disease. or any disease, really. not saying i have diseases, i just mean-- ‘ a pause to actually take a deep breath through her babbling and she grins, bashfully. ‘ the only disease i have is foot in mouth. point is, it is not going to waste. and maybe we can find a better cookie jar. ‘ 

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rosemarie--h​:

“You look like you’ve had a day and then some.” Rose mused, a crooked grin on her lips as she approached the newest person arriving to the bar. It was a relatively quiet night, which was both boring as hell and good news. It meant she could sneak of on breaks more often than not. Wiping down the counter top in front of the person, she smiled and leaned forward, resting her arms against the top. “What are you drinking? It’s on the house.” It was a tactic that often worked. Give someone a free drink, they buy another and then usually give her a good ass tip at the end. It worked most of the time and when it was slow like tonight, Rose loved to use it. 

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            ‘ HUH ? oh, that’s just my face, ‘ shelly blinks a couple time, snapping back from her reverie. she had been zoning out for the last ten minutes, the club was particularly busy today and crowds always had her head spinning and her mind wandering. ‘ shit. really ? in that case, can you make me, like, a top shelf margarita ? do you have any of those little paper umbrella thingies ? ‘ 

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ofrockwood​:

where: somewhere hidden from view, behind the caddy station. who: open!

          he’s “on break”. never mind the fact that this “break” is one of five he’s taken in the past hour. having had to get creative with finding good spots to hide so that he can kick back, light up a joint, & smoke it undetected. the boredom that link can’t seem to shake somehow encouraging him to slack off even more today — though that boredom is mixed with annoyance, considering he ran into his older brother ten minutes ago, which take a guess. what did that interaction entail? chin up, dude, and maybe one day you’ll see it’s not worth it to be sleepin’ on mom & dad’s couch forever. which — low blow. and secondly, link didn’t ask to be talked down to in 95 degree heat. nor did he ask to be rich people’s ball collector for the summer. so. now he’s here, tucked away from view as he inhales his first hit, swallowing the smoke too quickly for his liking when he hears somebody shuffle nearby. link soon coughing up a storm as he attempts to clear the smoke clouds from existence, hiding the evidence that he’s getting high on the job.

           SHE HAS A FEW minutes before her shift starts, and normally, that is spent in her car, the garbage pail, but she’s needed to go and argue with accounting about her last paycheck and now she’s just feeling frustrated as she trudges by on her way back to the pool. that is, however, until she gets a familiar whiff and follows the trail of coughs to find link just out of hiding. a lopsided grin appears on her face, as she raises an eyebrow. ‘ don’t worry, dude, it’s just me -- though, you seriously need to get a better hiding spot, ‘ she tells him, leaning against the wall besides them. she nods towards the joint.  ‘ well, you gonna share or you just gonna stay looking like a kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar ? ‘ she asks, mostly teasing, though god knows there were enough stoners wandering around her. 

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zaraoneil​:

Watching the maintenance team paint over a bouquet of roses she’d put onto one of the shed walls the night prior. On her way home from her shift, she spotted a couple of lights out, and it was the perfect time to strike. Now, it was all gone. “You know, they should have kept that. Adds some personality into the place.” No one had to know that it was her.

         ‘ WE FINALLY GET something not fuckin’ beige around here and they have the nerve to paint over it, ‘ she huffs, blowing a stray strand of hair out her eyes, as she steps into place besides zara. ‘ wonder who could have ever done it. ‘ she puts her hands on her hips, and glances sideways at the girl. ‘ they should have murals. rich people don’t like art if it isn’t half a million dollars and ugly. ‘ a pause. ‘ you know i think there’s a big empty wall against the poolhouse, begging for a personality. ‘ 

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xomsellie​:

Cross legged on the sidewalk Ellie sat, weaving petals together, a half eaten pb&j on the paper plate beside of her. The garden was her favorite place, it reminded her the most of home. She spent most of her free time there, just taking in the beauty of all the plants. Startled by the sound of someone approaching, she was quick to explain, irrationally worried about the consequence of making flower crowns with property that didn’t belong to her, “I wasn’t picking them! They’d already fell off.”

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            SHELLY DOESN’T FREQUENT the garden, in fact, the only reason she’s here is to hide from a coworker who caught the tail end of her latest practical joke. at least until they stopped seeing red. she didn’t expect anybody else to be here, though, so as she rushes to dive behind one of the neatly manicured hedges, she startles in return at the sight of ellie. ‘ oh ! christ on a fuckin’ cracker, ‘ she jumps, and shakes her head quickly, before taking in the scene before her. ‘ don’t worry -- i’m not the bush police -- ‘ a pause and a snort, she brings her finger to her lips and mimics locking them up and tossing the key over her shoulder. ‘ your secret is safe with me just so long as you pretend you never saw me here. deal ? ‘ she glances behind her to see if the co-worker was close, then back at ellie. ‘ what are you doing anyways ? ‘

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esmechenn​:

for @shellmckinney  where: the pool

“Shel, you watch over everyone from inside the pool! Think about it; you’re closer to where they need you, you can camouflage and catch people runnin’ on the deck and hang out with me all at the same time,” Esme called out from the edge of the pool, her bare feet kicking around the deep end while she rests back on her palms. They were technically on the clock, meant to be organizing her equipment closer and collecting balls for the next class from the shed. But with the sun high in the sky, the warm summer breeze blowing through their hair and Shelly working the pool that afternoon, chasing after balls could wait a little longer.

“There are like four people in the water. I think you can spare 5 minutes away from your tower of terror.”

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          ‘ I CAN TOTALLY PRETEND to be a shark and scare unwitting guests, ‘ she retorts, wryly, peering down at esme over her sunglasses. there’s a smile growing on her face on her face, because the reality was it isn’t difficult to goad her into the pool. shelly pulls a face that looks like she’s in deep thought, mulling over esme’s pleas to join them, and then, she’s waving a hand at esme. ‘ alright, alright, hold on to your bikini bottom, i’ll be right there, ‘ she calls down as she peels herself off of the wooden lifeguard’s tower and turns to climb down the ladder. she pads over to where esme is, gives a precursory glance around to make sure no supervisors were watching ( they weren’t ), then took a running jump into the pool. after a moment, she emerges, pushing blonde tendrils plastered against her forehead out of her eyes. she beams at esme. ‘ you wanna play marco polo ? bet i could make it catch on. i think these kids are up for a good time. ‘ 

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calvinmaxfield​:

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location : the pool

the chirping of the crickets on the green was enough to keep anyone up. he should have went home after his double shift. but the moon was radiating so brightly against the dewy grass that he presumed to be artificial so he felt an obligation to go out off punching out. the boss got irrationally mad about sneaking food, some entitled capitalist rant about thievery and food cost, but calvin hardly cared as he loaded up some meals to take home into his backpack. home was exactly where he was going though as he set off towards the pool, secretly praying that shelly was still be roaming about if he knew the first thing about her. “hey, kid!” calvin shouted as he approached the fence. he presented his backpack as a peace offering, a grin tickling the corners of his mouth. “i got a chicken parm that, if sentient, would tell you to let me in for a swim. but if the dead bird isn’t enough, i’ve got a filet mignon that might change your mind. cows are much more convincing creatures.”

        ON SOME NIGHTS, when she didn’t want to go home, shelly stayed at work to ‘ ensure everything was in working order. ‘ code word for being antsy and fucking about. it wasn’t completely unheard of, she had the keys to the gate and she did clean up if she thought of it ( which wasn’t often ) so she thought she was justified as long as this didn’t end in a crime scene. and did she sometimes let her friends hang out, too ? yeah. sue her. she’s actually cleaning tonight, running the net through the pool when she hears a familiar voice. her head tilts up, squinting to see through the darkness. ‘ hey, loser, ‘ she replies, affectionately, her face stretching into a smile. ‘ are you bribing me, maxfield ? ‘ she asks, faux offended, eyeing him then the bag. as if on cue, her stomach rumbles and she drops the shtick, reaching out and making a grabbing gesture for the bag through the fence, then goes to unlock it. ‘ ugh, i’m so fucking hungry, i haven’t gotten dinner yet, gimme, ‘ she muses, as she lets him in. ‘ don’t skinny dip. don’t run. and if you crack your head open, i am not cleaning that up. ‘ 

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nicklander​:

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LOCATION:the pool

He’s passing next to the pool on his way to the courts when he spots Shelly. Sneakingly, he walks towards her, pushing her as if he was going to throw her into the pool, but not hard enough to actually make her fall. “Your swimsuit is dry which means you haven’t had to save anyone today,” he points out as he moves away from the edge of the pool, just in case Shelly’s prankster personality decided to come after him. “You really have the perfect job, you sit down here and hang by the pool all the day. I should have picked a different job.”

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           SHE YELPS as she braces for an impact on water that never comes, and spins around to confront nick, hand landing on his chest with an surreptitious thump. ‘ i am going to kill you, nicky ! ‘ she says, through a grin, as she puts her hands on her hips and shakes her head up at him. ‘ you don’t know my life, ‘ she retorts, with a snort and a dramatic flick of her blonde hair over her shoulder. ‘ maybe i started my day off being a hero and i dried off already, huh ? pretty rude of you to assume. ‘ but the reality is certainly something closer to what he said. ‘ and it’s the fuckin’ life. hey, i mean, you could always transfer. i bet you’d bring all the hot, rich, bored moms who sign up for tennis lessons with you. ‘ after a moment of staring at the pool, she pushes her sunglasses on her head and turns up to him. ‘ what are you doing here, anyhow ? ‘

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fvckinaclarke​:

Alaïa squinted, the sun beamed into her caramel eyes as she looked up into the lifeguard chair. “Yo Shel wanna go grab lunch?” she smiled up at her roommate. “I heard they fucked up some sort of buffet for the guest so they’re giving like a shit ton of food out in the kitchen to staff I thought we’d snag a few and sneak off for a bit? What do ya say?” she shimmied her body in excitement. “I may or may not have gotten some bud also soo if that tempts yo even more..” she trailed. @shellmckinney​

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         HEAD PERKS UP from where she was nearly dozing in her seat in the afternoon sun, shelly’s gaze turns to her roommate, a lazy grin spreading on her face. ‘ oh, shiiit, you think they have, like, the good shrimp left ? ‘ she asks, pushing her sunglasses up the bridge of her nose. she glances at her phone, set beside her, and then hops off the lifeguard tower. ‘ abso-fucking-lutely, dude, you don’t have to tempt me twice, ‘ she said, with a hop and a skip as she starts off towards the kitchen, a nod thrown into her co-worker’s direction indicating she was taking a break. ‘ let’s swipe some snacks and light up in the garbage pail, yeah ? ‘

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We don’t have to tell each other everything today, you know?

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