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i live for my 2am self. she’s so excited for no fuckin reason bless her

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on fathers and rage - collected works

— from Franz Kafka - Letter to his Father // Eula Biss - The Pain Scale // Halsey - I'm Angry Because of my Father // Unknown // Unknown // Unknown // Jasmine R. - Untitled // Sherman Alexie - Thomas Builds-the-Fire, Smoke Signals

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"me too.. but i think people really want their wedding favors to be useful. this is the third wedding this month where they've given away a luggage tag as their little 'thanks for coming to our wedding'. which-- they're adorable, really, but i think a plant would be really cool. these guys were used as centerpieces and--." she rambled, catching herself before she started going on about the intricacies of a centerpiece. she focused her attention on the cacti. was her cat going to eat the plants? she hoped not. lips upturned at his reply. "were you a botanist in your past life?" she questioned curiously. "before you go, d'you want a drink or a snack? i feel like i should say thanks for answering my call for help in some way."

Dakota smiles at the story of the great succulent rescue she pulled. "I couldn't tell you. Kinda surprised they weren't going to give them away as like... Wedding gifts? Is that still a thing?" He asks, going about packing up his things so he could get out of her hair. He hums at her question, head shaking gently as he looks from the plants to her. "No ma'am... All I've ever been told is they don't like a lot of water, but these lil guys are outside my botanical knowledge."

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"it's kind of fucked that we get fucked for playing by the rules. they were shady from the start." now freya didn't know what exactly they had done to be shady, aside from that one player, but she'd count the whole team in. she snorted a laugh, nodding her head. "definitely. think they cheated to get on those teams too?" she questioned, puffing out a breath of air. maybe she had an attitude problem, but it was nice to feel like she was understood. she pursed her lips together for a moment, nodding her head slowly. a strawberry milkshake didn't sound so bad as pick me up. "i think you might be onto something...." she hummed. "wanna go find a place to get milkshakes?"

"Oh yeah, what the fuck was up with that? Like, sorry we were trying to play by the rules?" To be honest, if Ripley thought they could've gotten away with it, they may have tried to bend a few rules themself to get things in their favor. It felt justified in this case after seeing how the others intended to play. "Definitely some 'I peaked while playing a sport in high school or college' vibes from them." Whether or not it was sportsmanly or true, it was therapeutic to bash on the other team. "What about milkshakes as a pick-me-up? Don't get me wrong, I'm still annoyed as hell we didn't win, but I would kill for a milkshake after sweating my ass off out there."

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freya liked to think she was calm, cool, and collected. however, that certainly wasn't the case for today-- and it was supposed to be day off. she'd woken up to an SOS call from a bride-to-be who realized that they needed to change the date of their wedding that was six months away. which-- ouch. freya certainly had to do a fair bit of groveling. and as a gift to herself for handling this morning, she treated herself to a trip to the mall. she'd just successfully spent too much money on a new pair of shoes, sunglasses and a t-shirt when she heard her name. she was used to hearing her name.. but that voice sounded familiar. like an inkling in the back of her mind. she furrowed her eyebrows, slowing down to turn around. "oh my gosh!" the words left her mouth in a squeal. she's sure that she'd recognize gabi from anywhere-- even if it was in one of the last places she'd expect to see her. "gabi?" she raised her eyebrows, lips curling into a small smile. "what the-- what the hell are you doing here?"

closed starter : @xofreyak , miss freya !

place : outside the mall, after gabi's shift finished.

one afternoon client after another means that gabi, once again, works overtime by sheer dumb luck. she has no idea how this keeps happening. at this point, she's about to clock it as a management issue — someone needs to stop shoving these foil - colour appointments back - to - back! — but, at the same time, she couldn't fathom having that difficult conversation, not right now. scanning her phone for any lingering social outings she forgot about ( thank god, there are none ), she moves to shove her cellphone into the pocket of her jean - shorts, hauling thrifted gucci bag over shoulder, when she catches a glimpse of coarse, dark hair. "... wait." muttering to herself, tucking hair behind ear as though that will clear her vision ( when she's wearing sunglasses and has her hair up in a sock bun ). "no way. no. way!" voice lightening into something super buoyant, matching her body language as she tucks purse to waist and begins jogging to catch up. fucking ankle boots. "freya? am i like, totally off my rocker from staring into mirrors?"

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"holy shit," freya laughed lightly. "sounds like i won't be promoting any foul play with my pool stick while you're around." freya couldn't really play pool until she was sufficiently drunk and even then, her pool playing skills were.. questionable. "are there any other bar items that are often used for foul play that i should look out for?"

Hazel nodded, giving a little grimace. It definitely sounded messy and Hazel had never been great at dealing with the messes of others which was likely why she had a whole list of exes. "Hey, I leave them be if they're actually playing, but pool cues are often a weapon of chase when things go South, so yeah...I'll break an arm to get a cease and desist"

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