This is an outlet. Urban Rper. 21+ Only. Discord. Selective at times.
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Open:m (chara. 30+, At Least 25+)
open: m (chara. 30+, at least 25+)
muse: Alexundra Paola Eres | 31 | Certified ND (Doctor of Nursing) | born: chicago, il
plot/theme: [ full link in source ]
ALEXUNDRA wasn't one for blind dates but when it was suggested by her closets friend, she decided why the hell not. It wasn't like there was actually anyone eligible men in her dating pool. She had no parts in the whole set up, which caused her to grow more anxious. what if this person is rude? what if they can't carry a conversation? what if they stink? Alex shuddered at the thought. She closed her soft, hazel orbs as she took in a slight breath. Although it seemed like it was a full minute, in actuality it was only a few moments before Alex felt a full energy come into her presence. here goes nothing, she coached herself to open her eyes. Body frozen and mind fogged, she realized that she was looking right at him. Her ex.
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reverse starter post!
Like this! And I’ll send you a starter to either some you have open or a closed one :)
I have some open, feel free to sift through the open starter tag :)
open: f (chara. 25+, atleast 21+)
muse: Malik Jeffrey Sevon | 29 | car detailer/artist | born: boston, ma
plot/theme: drunk texting, exs who can't leave each other alone, have moved on but not really..
Another shot rushed down MALIK's throat but this time, this shot should be his last but it wasn't. His skin pulsing with the bass of the music caused him to be on high alert of his section around him. The blue, yellow and purple lights cascaded across the full sea of women taking their photos for their socials. He wasn't interested, his face automatically turning up with disgust. none of them were her. Like electricity to a lightbulb, his fingers signaled at a sensation leading him to pick up his phone out of his back pocket. He must've maneuvered too fast because he shifted quickly between his feet before catching his balance. He still had her number too. He was surprised when he saw the photo that he took of them two years ago still set to her ID. 15 seconds seemed like a lifetime before he typed away his greeting 'I miss you something bad..' was all his fingers would allow him to type. Clicking the phone to black, he quickly tightened his grip on it stewing on what he just did.
