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[Killer_lust]

Alex pulled the toast out of the toaster soon after it popped up and lathered some butter on the bread. It was quick to melt as he stuck a corner into his mouth and bit a piece off. It was then that his roommate entered the kitchen with his usual morning greeting. Simple and to the point as usual yet it was like there was something the guy was not saying. Aedan had always held this feeling that there was secret’s Teddy was holding back. Secrets or maybe troubles. It bothered the man greatly, especially since he didn’t like to see people struggling. But what could the man do? Sit Teddy down and force it out of him? No that was out of the question. So instead Alex just put it aside and pretended like he didn’t see it. Although someone’s it was hard to do at times when all Teddy would eat is yogurt . . .

Either way the thought was pushed aside as Teddy asked him of the things he would need for his video. Offering up the point that the man knew nothing of make-up and it’s uses. “ I figured, I was up research that’s stuff last night . . .” He said lightly as he took another bite of the toast, he was already beginning to get full off of this. The one thing that poverty taught the man, waste no food or for that matter how to eat light and get full off of that. Who knew that even now that he could afford any type of food he wanted that he still didn’t hold much of an appetite for large amounts of food. Figure’s, but either way he was always sure to eat a good amount of food here and there to keep nice and healthy. He didn’t need another run to the hospital like when he was a child. Hospital’s truly sucked. . .

“Should pick up some goofy things. Like a pink mascara, orange blush and purple lipstick. Pretend you just grabbed the first thing you saw and ‘I didn’t realize’. You can make her look like a clown.” Came Teddy’s words which brought a light frown to his face as well as seeing the young man toss aside the yogurt he’d been eating. What a waste of food . . . So he walked over to Teddy and stuff the rest of his toast in the guys mouth. “ Cici’s been having a rough time as it is. I don’t think it would be a good idea to make her look like a fool all over the internet. ” He said softly as he picked up the yogurt and spooned a bit of the concoction into his mouth. Not bad, but it would have been better if he was actually hungry. Leaving the spoon in his mouth for a moment he pulled his phone out, which had vibrated during his exchange in meals. Smirking lightly, and managing not to loose the spoon in the process, as a chuckle escaped his lips Alex lifted his phone up and took a ‘selfie’. Something he hated doing but there was only one person he would do it for. His dear mother. She had sent him a picture and asked if he had eaten yet. How this woman had discovered to use Snapchat was beyond him.

“ I blame youtube for my mother’s use of technology . . .” He said lightly after putting his phone away and taking the spoon from his lips to dip it back into the mix. Placing the last spoonful in his mouth he slowly pulled the spoon away as to keep from wasting any yogurt and set the spoon in the sink. He would clean that up later when there was time, now it was off to work. “ You know you don’t have to come with me. You can go ahead and do what you need to do for today . . .” He chimed lightly as he dumped the empty cup of yogurt into the trash and picked his keys up from the counter. He always felt bad when Teddy would help him with work. Never liked bothering people with his stuff. It was just how he had been raised and well old habits die hard.


OOC: I've come to the conclusion that my post's will no doubt be pretty simple until real drama begins between Alex and Teddy

[Silabus Wilde]

❁ Kellan "Kell" Johnston ❁
- - - The Oblivious Model - - -


Long after Cassandra ordered, Kellan was still thinking about what in the world he could order. Things like ordering food were already really hard for him because he could never decide on one thing. Now, he just didn't know what to get at all. "I'll have... uhhhh..." What had Cassandra been saying? "A...smoothie? And Greek yogurt. Uhhh...strawberry. Everything strawberry. And a glass of water." He nodded slowly and the waiter looked relieved to get away from the two of them. Then they were getting back to their conversation and Cassandra was offering her sage advice like always. Cassandra was a great person for Kellan to talk to about his relationship problems because she always had something insightful to say about it. Kellan didn't totally understand what happened with her and her last boyfriend but he couldn't imagine that someone would want to break up with her. She wasn't as pretty or nice as Rosie but close. Whatever Cassandra might have been feeling or trying to hide, however unconvincing her smile might have been to anyone else, Kellan was completely and utterly clueless. His mind had very few things it could worry about at one time and those two things were usually modeling and Rosie. Sometimes he could think about what he was going to do for lunch but that was it. But soon someone else was joining them at their table and Kellan looked over at the newcomer curiously. Rosie was the one who made all the deals about the apartment and paid and did...whatever other great things Rosie did...so Kellan was unaware that the man approaching them owned the building he lived in. He just looked like some fairly handsome older guy with his eyes set more on Cassandra-- not that Kellan noticed that.

What Kellan did understand was his introduction. Well, he didn't understand that 'Tamam' meant. Was that some American thing he didn't know? Then the guy sat down next to him and called him beautiful. Kellan was mid-looking-away in embarrassment when the guy went on to say he was talking about "her" and not him. Kellan blinked and looked confused. So...Cassandra was good looking and not him? He just stared perplexed at the male then his eyes slowly slipped over to Cassandra before back to the man. "...Is there something wrong with me?" He was genuinely confused and most importantly, not understanding the joke at all. Lately what people thought of Kellan was very important to him, men and women alike. While he was dazed and confused about the male's entrance, he and Cassandra were getting on quite well. Kellan guessed that the two of them knew each other somehow. Maybe that was her father? No...he was older looking but not that old. And his name was Walther? Like Walter with a lisp? American English was just so confusing sometimes. Eventually their drinks and food came back to them and Kellan was happy with his smoothie though he started wondering if he could have chocolate milk...his agent said he couldn't have it anymore. He would get "fat" his agent said. But chocolate milk was so good! It was one of the many sacrifices that Kellan was making lately. There was also some other odd crispy-looking thing that apparently Walter ordered. "Oh. That looks like bread. I can't have any bread Walter, but thanks." He piped in, unaware that he really was just saying the guy's name wrong.

Cassandra honed in on something mid-sentence and her lips pursed as a result of whatever she realized. Kellan was just eating his yogurt with nary a thought about what was going on. Then she was saying something about how her ex was there and some giddy inner schoolgirl in Kellan had to turn around and see who that was. He looked around and only saw his buddy Nick. The guy lived in the same building as Kellan and he was a football, or rather soccer, super star. Kellan had been a really big fan even back in Australia. Needless to say when he found out the guy lived in the same building he just had to meet the guy and they became fast friends. Nick still never let Kellan win a game though. Kellan was also completely unaware that Nick was Cassandra's ex. "Who's your ex? All I see is Nick there." He mentioned then smiled and waved from the table. "Hey Nick! How's it going?! When are we going to play again?! Or go out on that boat?! Swimming sounds fun!" Another thing that always slipped his mind was the loudness of his voice. In Kellan's mind you had to be within two meters of him or he needed to yell so you could hear him. So there he was smiling and waving before he turned back around in his seat, still smiling brightly. "So who's your ex?" He asked. "I didn't see him." Kellan thought to himself a bit. "Nick is sitting all by himself though. HEY NICK!" He turned back around in his seat. "You want to come eat with us?!" Again, he was yelling.

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“Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.” ― T.S. Elliot



Location: A Cafe
Status: Confused, Excited
With: Cassandra, Walter, Nick

[Kuuhaku-shou]

Walther looked down at himself as Cici made her comment; he had thought very little of what he had put on earlier this morning but now that Cici had commented on it, the man thought much more of it. Did she find his sense of style appealing? Was it a joke that only models could pick up on? Was she just being sarcastic? They'd both flirted with one another on multiple separate occasions before but, then again, anything was possible. Walt decided that he was simply over-thinking as per usual and decided to keep up his gregarious smile. "Yes, please," he said as he slid into the seat next to... ah, yes, Kellam was his name, "That is, of course, if I'm not interrupting anything." Walther surmised that their meeting couldn't be anything more than professional, judging by the snippet of conversation that he'd caught when he walked up. Kellam was the tenant that had moved from Australia with his wife. Wait, no... fiancée? Of all the people that Walt was sociable with, his -- essentially -- neighbors weren't a part of that circle. The man mentally rolled his eyes as Ajda brought over the baklava that he had ordered. "Teşekkür ederim," he said as the Turkish woman walked away.

The entrepreneur caught Cici's expression as he picked up his fork -- the twitch of her cheeks as she looked down to try to make herself less visible -- as was about to ask what was the matter when she explained it herself. Her ex. The soccer-player-something-or-other. Tracking where her eyes were looking, Walt looked for himself. He canted his head so that he could look over his shoulder and, almost immediately, he located the man in a quite conspicuous disguise. As the model spoke again, he turned his head back to the conversation at the table.

"Hey now," he said, furrowing his eyebrows together in genuine concern as he leaned forward to capture her attention and gestured with his fork, "You're moving on right now, and if you want to talk about him -- about anything -- you can just talk with me--" the man jumped, almost out of his seat, and dropped his fork as Kellam began shouting. Walther cleared his throat to gather his composure, and was about to speak, when the younger man yelled again. This time, the financier was prepared and his own hand reached up to attempt to put-down Kellam's own waving one. "Christ, man," he scolded through his teeth, "that is her ex." Walther couldn't believe the guy. Kellam really didn't put two and two together, which appalled the entrepreneur a little bit, but he was more preoccupied about what would happen if Cici's ex came to the table. She would be traumatized, he was sure. Regardless of the situation, Walt tried his best to not be severe in his tone with Kellam.



You are the Sun, and I need you. But don't come closer, lest you burn me. You are the Sun, and you shine for me. You will burn brighter, and make me blind.

「A p p a r e l」 [x]
「C o m p a n y」 Himself, Kell, Cici, and Nick
「L o c a l e」 Turkish Café that sells the best ******** baklava ever.
「O O C」 Bluuuuuuuuurp~

[XxJessicaelisexX]

THERE IS NOW SPACES AVAILABLE. WE HAVE DECIDED TO KEEP THIS ROLE-PLAY GOING AND NOT RESTART A NEW ONE AS NOTHING HAS REALLY BEEN ACHIEVED. IT IS JUST AS EASY FOR ANYONE TO JOIN THIS ONE AS CHARACTERS HAVEN'T BEEN FULLY ESTABLISHED AND CAN BE MADE TO FIT YOUR OWN IDEAS/CRAVINGS ETC.

THE MUSE WAS PLAYED BY MYSELF AND NOW I'M PLAYING THE ARTIST SO IT'S A COMPLETELY FRESH START FOR THAT PAIRING. (THE ARTIST HASN'T GOT AN IMAGE YET BECAUSE I'M CURRENTLY PC-LESS AND MY IPAD IS STUPID. I ALSO HAVEN'T MADE COOKIE DO IT YET XD)

THE EX'S PLOTS AND HIS CHARACTER CAN BE MADE COMPLETELY YOUR OWN, AS LONG AS HE'S IN THE CAFE THE CRUSHED IS IN FOR HIS OPENING POST.

THE DOUBTING GIRLFRIEND HAS BEEN REOPENED AND THE PLACING SHE STARTS OUT ETC IS COMPLETELY UP TO YOU TO DECIDE.

THE GOLD DIGGER HAS HAD A FEW INTERACTIONS BUT NOTHING THAT YOU NEED TO WORRY ABOUT. AGAIN SHE WILL BE YOUR OWN CHARACTER.

FOUR PLACES ARE AVAILABLE, DON'T BE PUT OFF BY THE THREAD COUNT. <3

[XxJessicaelisexX]

THERE IS NOW SPACES AVAILABLE. WE HAVE DECIDED TO KEEP THIS ROLE-PLAY GOING AND NOT RESTART A NEW ONE AS NOTHING HAS REALLY BEEN ACHIEVED. IT IS JUST AS EASY FOR ANYONE TO JOIN THIS ONE AS CHARACTERS HAVEN'T BEEN FULLY ESTABLISHED AND CAN BE MADE TO FIT YOUR OWN IDEAS/CRAVINGS ETC.

THE MUSE WAS PLAYED BY MYSELF AND NOW I'M PLAYING THE ARTIST SO IT'S A COMPLETELY FRESH START FOR THAT PAIRING. (THE ARTIST HASN'T GOT AN IMAGE YET BECAUSE I'M CURRENTLY PC-LESS AND MY IPAD IS STUPID. I ALSO HAVEN'T MADE COOKIE DO IT YET XD) taken

THE EX'S PLOTS AND HIS CHARACTER CAN BE MADE COMPLETELY YOUR OWN, AS LONG AS HE'S IN THE CAFE THE CRUSHED IS IN FOR HIS OPENING POST.

THE DOUBTING GIRLFRIEND HAS BEEN REOPENED AND THE PLACING SHE STARTS OUT ETC IS COMPLETELY UP TO YOU TO DECIDE.

THE GOLD DIGGER HAS HAD A FEW INTERACTIONS BUT NOTHING THAT YOU NEED TO WORRY ABOUT. AGAIN SHE WILL BE YOUR OWN CHARACTER.

FOUR THREE PLACES ARE AVAILABLE, DON'T BE PUT OFF BY THE THREAD COUNT. <3