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[robb]

☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯

ℰℓℓї☺т

♏øøⅾ: Happy
☾ґʊṧн: None at the moment
†αℓḱїᾔℊ т◎: Macy

Elliot shrugged and continued to mess around with his camera. He had been playing with that thing for a while. Having to go back at get rid of all the pictures of his feet and ground. And all the blurry messes. He glanced up again "I guess scenery, no one in New York likes to get their picture taken anyway"
He knew it was hard to be a photographer in here. Everyone had something to complain about. And with all the crime they would suspect you were doing something unappropriated. He looked behind him for a moment, most people not taking their eyes off their destination, other returning with a rude glare.

☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯

[longlive]

[Anyone want to RP wit Talia?
Or anyone free? x)]

[Brightpaw]

((Sorta, Jace is at the coffee shop getting coffee.))

[longlive]

тαℓια

{mood; good mood} {where; coffee shop} {interaction; no one} {gender; female}

❝ ˩ικɛ ɢℓιттɛя'ƨ яαιиιиɢ σи мɛ
Ƴσʋ ℓικɛ α ƨнσт σғ ρʋяɛ ɢσℓ∂
Ɩ тнιиκ Ɩ'м 'вσʋт тσ ɛϰρℓσ∂ɛ ❞

Talia walked down the cramped and crowded streets of New York City. She just loved the cities' sounds and smells even though some smells smelled nasty. Talia walked along the side walk saying 'scuse me' every now and then. She made her way towards the coffee shop. Today was a good day for coffee. Well at first she was going to the park, but then she was in the mood for coffee, so she did a u-turn. Talia pulled out a five dollar bill from her back pocket. Purses and wallets were never really her thing. She used pockets like guys did. The line was long, yet Talia was in a good mood so she waited. She looked at the back of a head of a boy who seemed to also be in a good mood.

[mint.]

Macy Kaet -Lynn Louise

↳-- ѕтop looĸιn' aт мe --↲

embarrassed- { мood
。
park- { place
。
nobody- { crυѕн

Macy nodded understandingly. Of course scenery is the answer, but that's only in her opinion too.turning as she took a few more shots of the streets, she realized it was near lunch. Perhaps she should go and grab a bite. Maybe invite Elliot along. It would be a meet, not a date right?

Letting her camera fall back onto her chest, she rubbed her hands on her jeans. "It's getting close to lunch. Wanna grab a bite?" She asked, then blushed. "I don't mean like a date... Uh I ummm.. mean it will be like a friendly meet" She looked down, still embarrassed.

[Brightpaw]

~> When she was just a girl,
she expected the world,
but it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep... <~

||Oceane Carmichael||Single||Happy||

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~> So put another record on
Kiss and lead me on
Nothing really matters when we're dancing
Listen to the same sad song playing on repeat
Cause every time we come this close,
My heart skips, skips a beat <~

Jace Wayland || Single ||Happy ||

Jace drummed his fingers against his thighs as he waited in the queue. His smoky-blue eyes scanned the shop around him, and he smiled when he caught the eye of the girl stood behind him. He turned back to face forwards, his taut muscles rippling as he heaved a long sigh. He pulled his money and phone out of his pocket, checked the time on his phone, and put the phone back in his pocket. He was wearing low-slung jeans, Vans, and a tight white t-shirt. He had a beanie pushed back on his dirty blonde hair, and the whole outfit set off his build and tanned skin well. He had a great sense of style, and the body to carry it off.

[macato]

{Reserve a male for me?}

[peachie.]

Calla brushed a lock of her blonde hair from her blue eyes. It always seemed to fall back into her view. She slowly closed her notebook and tucked it and her pen away in her bag. She glanced at the cut on her arm from falling on the pathway. She glanced at her watch and sighed. Work time. She grabbed her bag and ran to the coffee shop. She opened the door and walked in. It was busy in the little shop. She greeted the lady behind the counter and went into the back. She pulled on her apron that had her name written on it. Then she headed out to the counter. "my shift Taylor, thanks." she said and waved off the other lady. She turned to the line of customers. "What can I get you?" she asked.

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{@~ ƆĦƲƆƘ ИѲЯЯƖƧ ~ sure :3}

☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯

ℰℓℓї☺т

♏øøⅾ: Happy
☾ґʊṧн: None at the moment
†αℓḱїᾔℊ т◎: Macy

Elliot chuckled lightly. Then heard his stomach growl slightly. "Sure" he said with a shrug. He stretched his arms over his head. He had always been on the tall side. Another thing he had gotten from his father, so another thing he hated. His eyes looked around for a moment, most places being very crowded, but that shouldn't really be a problem, he wasn't terrified of crowds like his sister was. Then he looked back down at her. "Have any place in mind?" he knew New York almost had it all, from quick stops to fancy restaurants. And he really didn't mind where they went.

☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯

[Brightpaw]

~> When she was just a girl,
she expected the world,
but it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep... <~

||Oceane Carmichael||Single||Happy||

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~> So put another record on
Kiss and lead me on
Nothing really matters when we're dancing
Listen to the same sad song playing on repeat
Cause every time we come this close,
My heart skips, skips a beat <~

Jace Wayland || Single ||Happy ||

Jace gulped as he was faced by Calla. Oh no.... He cleared his throat and stepped forwards. "A coffee and a bagel please." he asked her, with a crooked smile. He rested his scarred hands on the counter, the money under the left one. He leaned on one foot, his other resting on behind him. He reached up with his right hand and adjusted his beanie and hair, sweeping his fringe out of his eyes.