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"I mean yeah, if you wouldn't mind. You've got the exact vibe I'm looking for. Badass, put together, complex." Matt paused, before shoving his hand into his pocket and taking out a small black notebook and a pen out of his pocket. He pointed the pen at her. "That's genius, I'm writing that down." He quickly scribbled the line she had just uttered. "Not...her...bones," he repeated. "No, no, that was sick. See, this is why you're perfect for the role. Would you rather be like...a demon hunter or a demon on the run from demon hunters? Also, as a gamer do you like playing with different romance options or just one?" He poised his pen on top of his notebook, looking at her expectantly.

Briar raised an eyebrow mid-sip of her iced coffee, letting the straw hang from her lips for a second, voice full of teasing but laced with genuine interest. That’s actually kinda badass.” She leaned back in the booth, tucking one leg up as she rested her chin on her knee, gaze fixed on him. “So let me get this straight...you want me to be your muse-slash-haunted protagonist-slash-paranormal baddie? I mean, I’m honored, really. But if you do this, I’m going full method. Like, cryptic voice lines, flickering lights, random whispers in the code. I want people uninstalling the game because they’re too freaked out to keep playing.” Then she grinned, voice dropping. “You found her camera. But not her bones.” She paused. “Tell me that wouldn’t slap as a chapter title.”

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"No, listen, you don't understand. So many of those sea creatures are pre-historic. Plankton? Hello?" Cadence gripped the edge of her chair, eager to make the same speech she had given to the field trip kids earlier. "Early plankton literally prevented mass extinction of all life on the planet after the asteroid destroyed everything. Scientists have theorized that they were able to feed on other organisms but still photosynthesize, even though they had no access to sunlight, so they were still able to survive. That's crazy, right?"

"That's just one episode though. Did a dinosaur appear all the time?" Carter questioned, purposely trying to let her continue on with a topic she liked. It always made him happy to see Cadence excitedly talk about her special interests, whatever they may be. "Unless there was a triceratops running around Bikini Bottom every day, I just don't think it's true."

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"Bruh, no," Micah laughed. "You said with the money you could charge him for emotional distress you could own half the team, but you own my ass already. So that would just be 52 dudes you gotta pay for." He smiled, though a little smug, at the idea that she was the only one he was hooking up with. Though no one else knew and it would definitely give the whole thing away, he would fucking kill anyone else who even tried to go after her. Though, Cam might get to them first. "You're an adult, who the fuck cares what he thinks? If his jizz didn't contribute to your creation he's got no say in what or who you do." Was it crass? Maybe. But Micah didn't believe in a filter unless he was talking to people who were recording him. "Quarter life crisis," Micah repeated, chuckling. "That dude has enough emotions to qualify for a crisis?" He was nosy as hell, though he respected that Holly needed to keep it under wraps. If not as part of her job, then for her friend. It was a nice gestured that Micah respected the hell out of. "I mean, as much as I would love that. You and I both know you'd be hearing the notification sound in your head if you ever turned it off." Micah reached for her phone again, watching in real time as another notification came through, though he could only see who it was from and not what the content of it was. Whoever Summer was. Maybe one of her friends. "Just tell em you're busy and you'll get back to them.

"Fifty-one more players to go through? Is that your polite way of calling me the team slut?" Holly teased as she watched Micah pick up her phone from the mattress, eyes squinting at him playfully. She wasn't worried about him looking through her phone if he wanted to, nothing was serious between them and she didn't have anything to hide. "For the record, you're the only one I'm hooking up with on the team and Cam doesn't even know I am, either. If he knew, he would probably fucking kill me. He's always told me all his teammates are off limits, for whatever fucking reason. As if I'm actually going to listen to him, though. The sex is too fucking good," she said as she let out a soft sigh, allowing Micah to pull her in closer. "He doesn't, really. I'm the one that has to care as his publicist and agent. He's just going through something right now that I have to keep underwraps as best as I can. A quarter life crisis or some shit." The thought of everything that had been happening lately with her boss slash best friend had giving her nothing but headaches and she wished she could trust someone enough, let alone Micah, to tell them what was going on because she was tired of holding everything in. But it wasn't her place to, and she couldn't risk Cameron having an affair with an OnlyFans creator getting out there for whatever reason. "Oh, yeah? That mean I should just turn off my phone for the rest of the night and ignore everyone?"

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"He can welcome other people. I'd prefer my place to stay rat free, thank you very much." He shrugged, looking through one of the bags his mom helped him pack. It was clothes, mostly, but he'd need a place to keep them all, along with his new work out clothes and stuff from the team. "I don't know, I mean I lived alone for college, mostly. Just shared a suite with some guys I hardly ever saw. Plus I'll be home all the time, plus my mom will be here all the time." He let out a laugh. "I've spent so long surrounded by family that I don't know if I know how to be alone like this."

"then he was just welcoming you to the neighborhood," lilith corrected herself, holding her hands up in mock defense. she pushed away the box she had just finished to the side with the rest of the empty boxes they had to break down. bit by bit daniel's apartment was looking more and more like home and lilith couldn't be more excited for him. especially since daniel wasn't too far from the office she worked in every day. "how's it feel to finally be in your own space? i remember when i moved out of my parents' house, it was like . . . totally freeing and made me feel like an official adult."

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"Oh, yeah. They call it the artist's sanctuary. Any time they need some solid time away to write books or write music they go there. It's beautiful. I wasn't even allowed to go there for the longest time, since that was purely like...a them space. But now that I work with them most of the time they allow m and my siblings there. But any time they want to go on their own we can't join them, especially during their writing sessions." Charlotte quickly shook her head, waving off Kendra's suggestion of repayment. "No, absolutely not. Don't worry about it. Just, you know, when you get a best seller or your book gets optioned into a movie, at least thank me in your major speeches."

Kendra's eyes lit up, at the fantasy — because truly, that's what it had felt like. She thought maybe she had accidentally fallen asleep mid chapter and would wake up with some new inspiration, but the lack of opportunity. Like maybe it was just a silly dream. But Charlotte's smile was all too real, shining as Kendra met her gaze with equally bright eyes. "Malibu? That's... wow." She pictured a stunning beach house, draped in the sunlight, her notepad in hand as they bounced ideas off one another. "How can I repay you?"

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"You guess? Damn, way to knock me when I'm vulnerable." Xander laughed, grinning against Scarlett's lips as he returned the kiss. He was so damn grateful that he did end up having to punch Conner in the face, otherwise who knew how long this would have taken? How long would they have waited before they got to this point? Truthfully, Xander didn't want to think about that. They had now, and that's what mattered most. "I love you too. More than I can even possibly describe." He smiled, before tilting his head to look out the window, where daylight had fallen fast. "What time is it?" Still holding Scarlett, Xander shifted slightly in bed, looking at the barely-hanging-on alarm clock that the hotel still kept on the end table, along with the lamps. "Jesus, it's like...way past dinner time. Everyone should be back from the wedding by now." He realized that they hadn't eaten, and after all that exercise, they probably should have, even if his body was betraying him. "Are you hungry?" Xander yawned, and he felt his eyes fall closed as he nestled in closer with Scarlett. "I could order us something through room service. There's still a phone in this room...I think." He tilted his head back over, nodding at the small white landline on that same end table with the alarm clock and the lamp. "There's probably a menu or something too."

Scarlett couldn't move, couldn't think, and couldn't breathe without thinking of Xander—his voice in her ear, the weight of him still inside her as he also found his own release, and the way he held her like she was something precious. Like he meant every word he said. I'm not going anywhere. She believed him this time. Fully, completely. No hesitation, no quiet voice in the back of her mind telling her she'd be left behind or that she was worthless and unworthy of being loved. He made her feel safe in a way she'd never let herself want before, like even her messiest parts weren't too much for him. And now that she had him completely, physically and emotionally, there was no going back. Her breathing was still shaky, her thighs trembling from the aftershocks, but her fingers found the curve of his jaw, brushing over the slight stubble there as she looked at him through half-lidded eyes. She felt so stretched and full, in more ways than one, and yet... Completely whole. When Xander brushed her Scarlett's back so gently, and gave her that soft, stupidly sweet smile, her lips tugged upward into a sleepy, sated grin. "Hi," she whispered back as a soft laugh left her lips, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and begging she wasn't about to be embarrassed about. Scarlett leaned in, her forehead pressing against his, her nose brushing his. "You know, if this is what being loved by you feels like... I guess I'll survive," she teased, her grin growing wider as she slid her arms around Xander's neck to pull him down to her for a kiss. "I love you, Xander Kinsley."

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"Oh, I highly doubt that," Charlotte scoffed, mimicking him. "It's good for the band and our image', give me a fucking break. There are tons of actresses and tons of bands you could have chosen and yet somehow you keep falling into meetings with my parents. Meetings, by the way, that do not get scheduled through me, which they should be. Especially for something like this, where both of my parents are involved in some way So you can't sit there and tell me that it's good for the band, that the world doesn't revolve around me, when you are not only dodging me, but you are repeatedly seeking out my parents for collaborations, which I know you don't do very often. People online call you the sixth Kinsley sibling because of how often you were seen with my dad during the press for the last thing you did." She crossed her arms tighter. "So, what, is this movie gonna be like The Idea of You? Where you get paid to make out with my mom as some weird consolation prize since you clearly still wanna fuck me so bad?"

colby  wasn't  even  surprised  when  charlotte's  form  took  up  more  of  the  front  door  entrance.  honestly,  the  drummer  had  expected  this  to  happen    anyways     .  did  he  deserve  all  of  this  for  how  he  handled  their  post  hook  up?  probably.  but  his  pride  would  never  let  him  admit  that.  not  out  loud  and  certainly  not  to  charlotte's  face.  his  stance  remained  unbothered,  however,  as  his  hazel  eyed  gaze  swept  over  charlotte.  she  deserved  way  better  him  and  he  had  to  keep  telling  himself  that.    “because  newsflash,  charlotte,  the  world  doesn't  revolve  around  you,”      he  quipped,  tilting  his  head  almost  mockingly.  almost  daring  her  to  keep  trying  to  push  his  buttons  when  it  wouldn't  work.    “doing  this  possible  movie  deal  with  your  mom  is  good  for  the  band  and  our  image.  you're  not  even  a  thought  in  my  mind.”

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"You are your own good luck," Gigi said, laughing. He was obviously much taller than her, so it was easy for him to pull her in close to him. Something she always both envied and felt annoyed by, especially when they were younger. "I'm just here for moral support and so that your mom doesn't think you're getting swayed by dangerous women only out for your money."

“proving  to  be  a  good  thing  already  since  we  won,”     spencer  agreed,  playfully  rolling  his  eyes  at  gigi  calling  herself  a  genius.  he  wrapped  an  arm  around  her  shoulders  as  they  walked  down  the  street.    “just  keep  that  good  luck  coming  for  the  games  against  the  dodgers,  alright?  i  refuse  to  lose  to  them  and  i  also  am  determined  to  get  up  to  twenty  homeruns  with  these  next  games.”

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"Girl, you already know you own my ass anyway, so that's only 51 more players to go." Micah laughed, chuckling softly in an effort to lighten the mood as he plucked Holly's phone from the mattress, looking at the lock screen since he wasn't able to fully get into her phone. "Mid-unwinding is one way to put it." Micah almost immediately noticed the tension, and he pulled her in a little closer, gently pressing his thumb into the spot where her neck and shoulder met. "Why does Cam want you to give so much of a shit about his love life and...popstar drama anyway? His girl causing trouble?" Micah had only met her once, personally, at a party hosted by the team. She was polite, but not very friendly. Micah thought maybe she was just nervous, but if Holly's attitude towards her was any indication, maybe it was more than that. "Don't need to dream about it when I've got it right in front of my eyes," he said, grinning. "You could never hate Cam, you've been attached at the hip for too long. Don't stay pissed at him for too long, I'm sure he means well."

Holly let out a dry laugh, the kind that barely made it past her throat. "Please. If I billed him for every minor inconvenience, I'd own half the team by now." She dropped the phone back onto the mattress with a sigh, her eyes following it like it might combust if she blinked. "This is the downside, you know? To being best friends with someone since high school and working for them. I know too much. He knows too much. And apparently that means I get to play damage control for his love life while I'm—" Holly cut herself off, glancing at Micah, "...Mid-unwinding." Her eyes slid closed for a second, willing the tension in her neck to disappear as she let out a frustrated sigh. "You ever just want to turn your phone off and vanish for like, three days? No clients. No texts. No popstar drama. Just... Peace and orgasms?" She cracked one eye open. "Don't answer that. I already know your dream life includes zero text messages and a very naked me." Her phone buzzed again. Holly didn't even flinch this time. "I hate him a little right now. Just a little."

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"They had a caveman episode! I think there was a dinosaur in it! Plus, there were some sea animals that were more closely related to dinosaurs than they are to current sea animals."

"I probably would have agree with all the kids. If there's no dinosaurs in Spongebob, then that just can't be true. Prove me wrong."

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"Whatever I want?" It was a tempting offer. Though, so was the idea of Kamari taking her out again. She was having a great time, and she wouldn't be opposed to the idea of doing it again, maybe in a more relaxed, private, and less competitive environment. But she also wanted to win. She was a very athletic-minded, healthy person (it was her job after all) but she wasn't ever really good at...sports, per say. She could throw a ball, but not very far or accurately. She could hit the golf ball, clearly, but not in any way that made it truly soar across the course. "You never know, maybe I'll get lucky." Gigi stepped back up to the starting place, waving her club in front of the ball sensor until the golf ball rolled in front of her feet. She took a deep breath, before taking the exact same swing that she had what felt like a dozen times at this point. And just like every other time before that, it took the same path towards the red flag spot, falling into it just like it had every other time. Eagerly, Gigi turned back to the scoreboard, watching as the virtual ball rolled over point spot after point spot before it hit the red flag. The point count went up, soaring higher and higher until it hit it's final number. 8,250. "Damn," Gigi pouted at the screen, looking back at Kamari and holding up a finger, still pouting. "One more turn." It was impossible, since it was her last turn, but she could be a little dramatic.

Kamari snorted, watching Giovanna laser demonstration like it was the most entertaining thing he’d seen all week. “Lasers, huh? Damn. You really just exposed my ass like that,” he said, flashing a grin. “Fine, maybe I am here for the eye candy, but I ain’t think I’d be catching feelings and fake laser beams in the same night.” He followed her gaze up to the screen and laughed at the ten-thousand-point gap. “Ten thousand more, huh? Yeah, just a casual miracle. Should be easy.” He leaned in a little, lowering his voice like they were sharing a secret. “I gotta admit, though. Your strategy of ‘vibes and vibes only’ is kinda working for you. Pure chaos energy. I respect it.” When she tapped him with the club, he looked down at it, then back at her with a smirk. “Okay, first of all, that was threatening. I felt that in my soul.” He stepped closer, just enough to toe the line, and tilted his head. “Second of all, the bet’s simple. If I win, I get to take you out again. Somewhere you can’t hit me with a golf club. If you win… You get to pick whatever you want. No questions asked. Deal?”

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"I don't think you went overboard at all." Carter's voice was soft as she continued to stare at Jamie fondly. She was sure there would be literal heart eyes if it were possible. She just loved him so much, and to see him care so deeply about her like this was such a welcome change. To seem him practically nervous at the idea of trying to impress her, worried about if he went a little too all out. To her, there was no such thing. The more he showered her with love and affection, the better. Especially when it was still new to them. "I think it's perfect." She glanced back at the state of the kitchen, thinking over the fact that she got flowers, and his mom made her dessert. It would have been too much, at one point. Maybe when they first admitted feelings for each other, when they were still trying to figure out what they were, it would have been too much. But this was the first time that it truly felt like they knew what they were. Carter let out a giggle as she was lifted, still continuing to look at Jamie with nothing short of adoration as he spoke. "That's certainly much better to hear than how annoying I am." She gripped the edge of the counter, leaning forward to kiss him, smiling.

Jamie felt Carter’s words hit him like a slow, steady punch to the chest. One of those rare kinds that didn’t hurt, just made everything else fade out for a second. He’d gone all in on this night, not because he had to, but because he wanted to. And hearing her say that she always needed him, it made his throat go tight in a way he wasn’t ready for. He watched her set the flowers down and reach for his hands, the way she kissed his knuckles like he was something fragile and important all at once. Like he was the one being celebrated. His fingers curled gently around hers as he tried to breathe past the lump forming in his throat. “Carter…” he started, his voice a little low, a little hoarse. “You have no idea what that means to me.” He squeezed her hands, grounding himself in the feel of her. “You say I pushed you, but you made me better, too. Every version of you, even when we were fighting like hell, made me want to show up stronger. Be more for you.” His gaze dropped to their joined hands, then back to her face. “So, yeah, maybe I went a little overboard tonight, but you earned it. Every bit of it. And if I get to be the one you need? Then I’ve already got everything I want.” He tugged her closer so that he could bend down to her height and lift her up onto the kitchen counter to be able to get a better look at her. “You’re my girl, Carter. You always have been.”

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"Yeah." Summer let the silence linger just a little too long. But she didn't exactly know what to say. This was the first time they had been alone in weeks, and even though Summer had written and practiced over and over again how she felt and what she would say, now that she was in front of him it was like every word had left her brain. Summer sucked in a sharp breath at his words, closing her eyes as she actively tried to avoid imagining the picture he painted. It was hard, because really it was all she could think about, but he had to try. He was right, Holly would kill them if she knew where they were, or what they were doing. Summer shrugged, almost desperate to absolve some of the guilt that was now coursing through her at the mention of Holly. That girl, though shorter than Summer, was scary. Summer didn't want to upset her. "It's not like I knew we were doing this. He basically trapped me." A quick father-daughter breakfast had turned into a full blown day at the facility, since her father still seemed to have the idea that they should be set up. If only he knew. "As if I wasn't thinking the exact same thing. This is like...the first time I'm actually getting to see you, you know? See you at your job and see what you do. You already know what I do," she said, shrugging again, crossing her arms over her chest as she let his words soak in. This time, she exhaled, and her chest heaved in exhilaration. It shouldn't have been like this. They should be able to be normal around each other, but it was impossible. Shaking her head, Summer tried to wrench her gaze from his as he warned her against looking at him. She turned her gaze towards the ceiling. "I'm not looking at you like anything," she said. "You stop." Summer counted to five, before lowering her gaze back to Cameron, trembling as he continued to stare at her, and she continued to think about what would happen if she let him count to ten like he promised. But five seconds had already passed, hadn't it? She had already counted to five. This was their last chance, really, to stop things from going too far. They were toeing the line by being in the same room and not avoiding each other, but this would be all or nothing. Quietly, Summer counted in her head. Six...seven...eight...nine. "Ten.," she said, finally. Summer stared at Cameron, the room so silent she could hear the far sound of footsteps echoing far out of their way.

Cameron didn’t turn around right away when he heard her voice, but he didn’t really have to. He’d felt her standing there before she even said a word. Like his body had been tracking her all day with every glance, every breath, every laugh that wasn’t meant for him. He exhaled through his nose slowly like he was trying to will the heat out of his blood. Then he turned around to face Summer, eyes finding hers right then. That nervous smile. The one that had been tugging at him since the moment she stepped into the facility with her dad. Like none of what happened between them existed. Like they weren’t them. “Yeah,” he said quietly with an unamused laugh. “Hell of a day.” Summer looked good. She always did. And she had no idea what it had taken for Cameron to keep his hands to himself on that damn tour with her father. Watching her hang back, sneak glances when she thought no one would notice. Pretending he was just some guy her dad had met once back at his charity golf event a few weeks ago. It had been torture. Pure, slow, psychological fucking torture. And now she was here, alone with him. Just them. Just the two of them in the middle of the locker room, and the only thing separating them from the showers was about ten feet and the last shred of his self-control. He forced a chuckle that came out short and bitter. “Been a real fun afternoon, acting like we’ve never met. Like I haven’t had your legs wrapped around me, like I don’t know the sound you make when you’re about to cum.” He looked away quickly, shocked by his own forwardness as he dragged a hand down his face, then back up through his longer, curlier hair like that might shake the thoughts away. “I shouldn’t have come with you guys. I knew better. Holly warned me. Us. You know she’d lose her damn mind if she saw us like this in here.” Cameron’s eyes glanced back to Summer and they quickly shifted to something darker as he took one slow step closer. “But then I saw you, annd all I could think about was getting you alone for five seconds. Just five.” His gaze dropped to her mouth briefly, but he allowed it to linger for just a second, then drifted over her figure slowly like he was eyeing her from head-to-toe. “And now here you are, looking at me like that.” His voice cracked just slightly, the strain in it obvious. “You gotta stop. Summer, please.” But Cameron didn’t move away, nor did he step back. His fingers were curled into fists at his sides, his body practically vibrating with the effort it took not to back her into the nearest shower stall and kiss her until she forgot every rule they were supposed to follow. “You think I haven’t thought about you every goddamn night for the past two weeks? Because I have. And if you don’t walk away in the next ten seconds, I’m not gonna be able to keep pretending.”

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Daniel stared, dumbfounded. He had spent most of his life in the North East, so he was no stranger to creatures. Hell, he picked up a frog or two in his time. But a rat? Completely different. "I'm sure it had friends. Other rat friends. Outside. Not inside the building of my new and first official apartment."

“did  you  offer  it  room  and  board?”      lilith  asked  him,  amused  smile  twitching  its  way  onto  her  lips.  rats  never  really  freaked  her  out.  she'd  had  one  growing  up  thanks  to  her  younger  brother  who  had  all  but    begged      their  parents  to  let  him  have  one.  and  that  thing  was  always  getting  out  of  its  cage.    “maybe  it  was  just  looking  for  a  friend.”