Realistic or Modern Summer Nights and Fairy Lights ♡

[Halcyon]

((Youre GM so do a time skip if you wish. Im writing my responses now.))

 

[Daniel Reaving]

(Ok)

 

[Halcyon]

Alexander

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The blonde laughed, rolling his eyes slightly. "Im a teenage boy, i want to kiss every girl with a nice ass." He shrugged, poking her nose. "Alright alright, lets dance." He laughed, pulling her back towards the music. After a couple more hours of dancing, playing his guitar, hanging with people, Alexander started shooing people home. He stayed behind of course, cleaning up everything. It was about 5 in the morning when he stumbled home, sneaking inside the house. "Well shit." He mumbled, soon falling asleep.

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@Dannygirl900

The next morning, Alexander woke up. He groaned as he rolled over, looking at the alarm clock. 10:27. He slowly got out of bed, walking over to the bathroom. The turned on the shower, moaning as his head pounded. "Worse idea ever." He grumbled, stepping into the shower. He let the room water run over him as he thought about the events from the night before. Images of dancing, and tid bits of conversations filled his head. He then broke out into a small grin, remember Brittany from the night before. "Okay, maybe it was an okay idea." He laughed to himself as he scrubbed his hair. When he finished he quickly dried himself, dressing in a pair of shorts not bothering with a shirt at the moment. Alexander then sat on his bed and played out his guitar, strumming a few strings.

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Seraphina

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Sera looked at the bottle, listening to the slightly less excited voice. Seraphina pouted slightly, running a hand through her hair. She shouldn't have asked. She always made things awkward. It was like a specialty of hers and right now she was regretting it. She didn't want to drink anymore of the beer but right now she wanted to fill her mouth with something before she said anything more stupid. She relaxed however when she saw the wink. She was getting used to his flirty demeanor. She laughed slightly, biting her lip . "Uh actually. I don't think I've ever stayed out this late before. I should probably get home before my dads get upset." She gave a guilty smile, lifting her shoulders. "Maybe i'll see you around." She smiled, looking at him and playing with her jacket. She lingered for a few more seconds before giving a small wave. "Bye." She said softly turned around and walking back towards her stuff. She stopped however, slowly turning back around. She quickly walking back towards the blonde. Seraphina grabbed Caston's wrist and pulled out a sharpie from her pocket. She quickly wrote down her number on his skin. She then dropped his arm, smiling up at him. "You have fun tonight." She patted his chest. The girl then departed the party once again.

Seraphina spent the rest of the night watching supernatural in her sports bra and fluffy pj pants, trying to get Castons dimples and eyes out of her mind. She fell asleep a few episodes in, dreaming about a more confident and more fun self. When she woke the next morning netflix was still streaming and her makeup was smearing. The smell of bacon and pancakes filled the house. She hated when her father and dad cooked. Mainly cause she couldn't stand eating in front of people. She always felt like thoughts of her being fat filled their mind. She pushed it out of her head as she made her way downstairs. "Good morning." she called out, kissing her dad, who was making pancakes, and father, who was reading the newspaper at the table, on the cheek. She grabbed a glass and poured herself some apple juice, sitting at the table. She pulled up her tumblr app, scrolling through her feed as she nibbled ever so slowly on a single piece of bacon. "Breakfast is good dad." She called out, never removing her eyes from the phone. "Seraphina Maria Burnham... What did i say about electronic's at the table? And about eating?" Sera's father looked up from his newspaper and looked at his husband. "Honey... you use your phone too..." he said calmly. the girls dad looked up "Youre right." He mumbled, carrying the plate of pancakes to the table and sat down. Seraphina went back to nibbling on her bacon and reading a horoscope thing on tumblr.​

@TheLovelyDead

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Danny was soon on his motor cycle speeding twoards town at high speed not caring for the speed limit until he got pulled over by a cop "hello officer" danny said as the officer walked up and asked him how fast he was going "I think it was around 95mph" danny said to the cop "yeah in a 60mph zone" the cops said back as he was writing some thing down on a peice of paper "this is your only warning son" the cop said as he handed danny the paper and walked back to his car and drove off


He eventualy got into town and stoped at a cafe and sat down for some morning coffee

 

[Lutalica]

Caston was about ready to just head towards the water when Seraphina responded. Her reply was a little disappointing, sure, but Cas could tell the girl was out of her comfort zone already. The blonde simply nodded in understanding. Not many girls had the willpower to turn around and head home before things heated up by the end of the night. In all honesty, Sera's actions only made Caston respect her more. "I'll see you around, Seraphina." he replied, giving a final smile of departure. Of course, when he thought the girl was long gone he noticed a pull on his wrist and the smell of sharpie. Needless to say, the final smile wasn't exactly the last one. He stared at the number for a moment and looked up at his newfound friend. "Will do." he stated before giving a wink to the fire haired girl. Caston would have said more, hell, he would have said a flood of words at that moment, but that kind of stuff never seemed to work out for a guy like him. He couldn't just speak his heart out and expect the best outcome; the least he would get was a handprint across his face and a good detailed memory seared in his noggin. Instead of regretting something that would have taken him three minutes of embarrassment, Caston turned back towards the partygoers and let the night take its course.

"And all the boys were smoking menthols


Girls were getting back rubs


I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough


My old aches become new again


And my old friends become exes again


Whoa, where did the party go?


We're ending it on the phone


I'm not gonna go home alone


Who, where did the party go?"



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The song was ironically playing in the background as Caston woke up to a room full of unconscious bodies. Some were in bed with the blonde, and others were sprawled out on bedside tables and chairs. Honestly, Cas didn't know whether to be proud of the night's outcome or disappointed. The male scratched the back of his neck in thought when he noticed the black markings on his arm. "Sera." he said, almost in a whisper; the name bringing a bright smile to his face. The fire haired girl was the only thing he could recollect from the night before. It was like everything was so blurry and then all of a sudden: 20/20 vision. Caston shook his head and made his way out of the bed.


The building he walked out of was some sort of apartment complex. Maybe he got picked up or something for an after party but, either way, the night was wild. Now, he had three choices: call his father and get a lecture, call Sera--but the outcome of that was up in the air on how that conversation would go--, or figure things out on his own. Naturally, Caston chose option number three. He was better off figuring things out on his own than relying on others to do the job for him. After a while of walking down Main Street, the blonde found himself in the local café. Maybe coffee would help clear his mind of the shit that went down.


(I had a better post before but my computer forgot to save it. This one will just have to do. Sorry for the makeshift writing.)

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Danny had finished his coffee and payed then walked out to his bike while puting his lether jacket on and swinging one leg over the bike. He sat there for a second then proceeded to put his helmet on and tryed to start it but all it did was click "damnit" he said as he took his helmet off and got off of the bike then crouched down looked at the engine of the bike "damit not now" he said again as he started to fumble with wires inside of the bike "please not now" he mumbled as he tryes the started again but it still didn't work so he got back to looking into the wires that tendriled up to the handle bars