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Thread: Gramercy Plaza

Arthur Connington Location The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar. Tag Cassie Gutierrez Good morning Cassie, I'm Arthur he introduced himself, getting up from his seat and offering a hand to shake, even if it could be seen as odd. It didn't matter that it was a waitress and him a client, Arthur was old fashioned to a fault. Feel free to interrupt, accounting can't get any more boring he said with a wide smile. For someone that made a small fortune weaving fiction, Arthur was lousy at lying in person, and most of the time was honest to a fault, even if he had his own couple of secrets. His job was one, and the other rarely if ever even crossed his mind. Sitting down again, his left thumb unconsciously scratched the base of his ring finger, a small vanishing mark in there. It had been his daughter's wish before heading to college, and Arthur, being the soft hearted man he was, indulged her, even if it pained him to do so. Now, his wedding band was with his dead wife's, together in a box on the bottom of a drawer, unseen yet painfully present. Bring me a fresh cup, please, and any sweet treat that you may have around he asked, not knowing the kind of stuff the bar offered, as he rarely frequented it before his daughter went to college. Something small though, I can't afford too many sweets at my age he added, patting his flat abdomen. Cassie didn't look much older than his own daughter, if anything, but her cute smile made Arthur remember the words of his daughter. She hasn't just begged for him to finally remove his wedding band, but also to move forward, to be as happy as he deserved. He did know that something that seemed out of one of his books would be impossible, and that he would be better off with women his age, instead of looking like yet another desperate middle aged man. I will definitely ask if I need something more than that something sweet and cup of coffee, is that fine? he asked, managing a small smile.
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Location Gramercy Plaza Atp. 202 Tag The person buzzing me out of my bathtub Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap Jasmine did a running slide across the hardwood floors, her small bare feet skidding over the slick surface. Wet and dripping with a fluffy black bath towel wrapped around her slight body she raced through her living room. She had been so relaxed in the hot bubbly bath water. Water filling the tub as high as she could get it so she could float with her head resting on a folded towel, letting all the stress of her worries evaporate along with the steam in the gorgeous bathroom. Thankfully she had just been soaking and her hair was up on top of her head. Yes it looked like a wild, out of control birds nest, but it was a dry one! If she had been washing her long hair, she would still be battling to get the mess wrapped up enough to exit the tub. When the doorbell screeched its alarm she rushed out of the tub and ran for the buzzer. She was breathless by the time she made it to the intercom button, frantically thinking who the heck could be buzzing her. Maybe it was a salesman or some kids just causing trouble. Hello? she leaned close to the little round grid, her hand firmly on the knotted terry cloth between her supple breasts. Water still dripping from her fair skin, wet footsteps showing evidence of her path from the bathroom. Can I help you?
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Bryn Galenus Location The GCC. Tag Scumbags, Saoirse. The fuck do I look like to you, Fubu the Bubu Johnson? Billy the small dick Willy? Bryn snapped at the two shady looking youths in front of him, arms crossed, muscles bulging in his tight long sleeve shirt. I told you, two hundred an O. I ain't going any lower. I gotta make money too ya know. The two rough looking men, early twenties, were unmoved. What kind of shit is that? You know motherfuckas is broke these days. One sixty man. You know the dude down the street at the laundromat charges one fifty. Bryn snorted. Well take your ass over there then and smoke his oregano mingled shit then. You get quality here and quality costs money. He rubbed two of his fingers together against his thumb to emphasize it. One seventy then. The other offered, causing Bryn to scoff and roll his eyes. This was the scene going on in the Creamery when Saorise arrived. The three men, alone in the store, immediately fell silent. In fact they all turned to admire the fine young female who came in. Go and wait over there. I'll talk to you later. Bryn hissed at them, voice full of command. Thankfully they listened, shaking their heads and murmuring protest under their breath as they took a seat. Bryn then flashed a smile at one of his regulars, pulling on some plastic gloves and getting the ice cream scoop ready. He knew her well, Saorise, living on the same floor as her, further down in apartment 607. He could also see the look in her eyes. She's hungry. The two street dealers had their eyes right on her rear as she bent at the counter. Sunshine as always, darlin'. How's the work? He inquired back, eyebrows raised as he shamelessly did glance at the bent sight before him. Hey, if she's offering the sight, he'll take the sight. Not for long though, pulling out the waffle cone, fetching two, and a half extra, scoops for her and setting it aside at the pick up counter next to the till. A pint was code for a quarter ounce, which ran at about sixty dollars extra. The till only came up 3.99. He raised a finger to indicate for her to wait before going in the back, opening up the freezer and pulling out the specially marked ice cream tubs. He returned, setting that on the counter as well. Good stuff. Northern Lights. Straight outta Canada. Let me know how you like it. Bryn answered with a smile, speaking in a low tone. What's up? He then asked, eyebrows wiggling as he nodded at her outfit. You got a show today or just feel like prancing down the street?
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Location Gramercy Plaza Atp. 202 Tag Jasmine Calliwell Sarah rolled the cigarette between her lips nervously, realizing in that moment just how thoughtless and reckless her actions were, as she was now ringing without warns nor emails nor a phone call to check if the apartment was still up for sharing or, for what she could knew, if said Jasmine was still alive in that moment, time slowed down, setting a terrible and aguish-filled tempo, almost unreal as the people around the plaza kept walking, jogging and do generally pleasant activities while she was there, reeking of cigarette smoke, unruly copper hairs and the vague sensation that if nobody would answer the call she would probably have to spend a consistent sum of money in an hotel of sort. ...another call wouldn't hurt... Bzzzz Her eyes almost transfixed the sleek steel surface of the buzzers ...come on... c'monc'monc'mon'com! thought her, but just as she was about to sigh and turn her heels, the voice of a girl sounded from the device. Oh! h-hi! Uhm... uh... well... Sarah hated to speak without seeing the face with which she's speaking to, and the surprise of that answer made her unready to answer Ah... Hi, my name's Sarah Barkeley. I saw your ...uh... rommate advertisement online yesterday and... uh... well... yeah... i know that is... uhm... unpolite, i'd say, to just come here and buzz you but... uh... is.... hehe is that offer still... uh... up?
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Location Gramercy Plaza Atp. 202 Tag Sarah Barkeley Oh wow! This was great!! Maybe this was the exact miracle she had been hoping for. Whoever was on the other side of the slightly mechanical sounding intercom couldnt be worse than any of the others she had spoken to. Oh hi!! Sarah? Was it? Great great!! Umm..gimme a sec Jaz went to run and get clothes on...then stopped abruptly, shaking her head over her own foolishness, she couldnt leave the girl standing outside the apartment complexs entrance. Turning back to the intercom system and awkwardly scrambling for the towel that almost feel to the floor, Jasmine hit the button once more. Let me buzz you right up Sarah...wait..youre not a serial killer right? grinning at her own joke she hurried on. Just kidding! Come on up..Im just outta the tub, so if I dont answer right away Im still looking for clothes! Im on the second floor...turn left when coming out of the elevator, than it the second last door on the left side. She pushed the lock release and held it for a few seconds, listening until she heard the door open. See you in a few! she said just before running down the hallway to her room to throw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Please please please let this be the right person she prayed to whichever entity was listening, she really had no preference. She wouldnt be picky, as long as the girl could pay her half of the rent, didnt creep her out and smiled at least once-.she would take her!
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Location Gramercy Plaza Apt. 202 Tag Jasmine Calliwell The voice of Jasmine sounded like an heavenly message sent from Above as the thought that, if all goes well, she would not sleep over the chairs at the train station nor overpay for a room in a motel, with a wide smile she happily replied to the voice of the soon-to-be roommate Oh, of course! Sure! No hurry!, to wait in front of an intercom was nothing that mattered that much to her, but when she heard again the intercom to speak and invited her up, she felt a certain relief. Uh, k-killer? that question surprised Sarah that, after a little second to think, giggled Nah, If i would be a killer, i wouldn't kill the one that gives me a place to stay. followed by an awkward, laugh-less silence. The kind of terrible, awkward silence that drives you to say something else or hope that nobody heard what you've just said, with her heart sinking in the first folder of shame, she heard again Jasmine to speak. Whew Ah, okay. Sure. Second floor. Left... elevator... last... second... yeah... some door... Strolling inside the hall, she felt like a cheap tourist coming for the first time to a location usually outside of her pockets, everything seemed so different in that place... carpets... paintings on the wall... potted trees and flowers WOW was the only thing Sarah murmured now and then, while trough her thin lenses admired that place that, as far as she've got, would be her usual scenery while going or coming home... The elevator quickly carried her and her trolley up to the second floor, as the doors dinged and slid on the sides, she repeated what the voice said ...second floor. Ok. Uh... left... ...and... the seeeeeeeeeecond left... one... or despite her vocal reminder of her direction, in order to avoid any error, Sarah looked at each and every door, until the one she was looking for appeared in front of her. Taking a deep breath and knowing how much the first impression counts, Sarah passed an hand trough her ruffed, coppery hairs, trying to appear less on a rush and adjusted her clothes and, placing her burnt-off cigarette in her empty candy-pocket finally pressed her slender finger over the button and then assuming the usual fake smile that people assumes in front of a door...
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Cassie Gutierrez Location The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar. Tagged Arthur Connington Cassie giggled softly and protested you look fine to me Arthur, but I will keep it small. Still, i always think it is important to take a shot and indulge yourself. We only have so many chances to make ourselves happy. She smiled at him and then continued So anyhow, enough of my blabbing. If you are not allergic to nuts I recommend the stickybun , the cinnamon and caramel today is just divine, but if you are allergic then I will bring you the cherry peach tart, they are both at peak season right now. She went quickly to fetch him a new cup of coffee and the sweet treat. When she arrived and exchanged pleasantries once more she could almost swear he was flirting. Flirting was not something she was used to as Chelsea. She had little contact with people and most of them were very deferential of her station. ' Meanwhile as Cassie she of course got hit on, but most of it consisted of wolf-whistles, crude stares and even cruder come-ons. Of course the fact she shut down most guys her age before they got started might have something to do with that. So when he asked if he could ask for more than a sweet or some coffee, she blushed slightly and bit her lip, brushing back a lock of her hair Um yeah sure, whatever you would like . She put one hand on his shoulder for a moment and smiled, and then went to check on her other tables. She made sure to look back to his table though , as she couldn't quite tell what he might be up to. More than likely just friendly, she decided , for now.
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Location The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar. Tag Anybody After a long day of shooting videos on her home Chloe decided to just go down to the bar and get some drinks, who knew perhaps she could meet someone there. Getting herself all dressed up with a short skirt and a shirt she put on black shoes and after a bit of makeup she was ready to hit the bar. She had no idea who would be there but one thing was for certain, she was going to meet someone today, either a girlfriend or a boyfriend it was still to be determined. She had no idea what to do or what to look for, being new in this building meant having to get to know all peple which was a drag. Finally after dressing up she went down to the bar and took a set on a barstool before pointing to the bartender, A beer please... Heiniken. She nodded and looked around the place, the music was loud and people were just about her age which was good. Once her drink was brought up she took a sip of it and smiled nodding at the bartender. Paying for the drink she began humming to the beat of whatever music was playing.
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Arthur Connington Location The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar. Tag Cassie Gutierrez No, I'm not allergic Arthur managed to mumble, Cassie's wisp of a giggle distracting him from the question. Once she was gone he had to call himself a fool for thinking that she would flirt with an old man, she was just being gentle and working her best, nothing else. While she was gone, his writer mind couldn't stay still even if he wanted to, imagination running wild against his desires. Mister Connington! what should have been a yell, was barely a whisper. The slap he surely deserved just a caress against his prickly beard. The aroma of the cinnamon ticked their noses, raising from the broken bag on the floor. Arthur had pinned Cassie against the shelves of the pantry, hugging her from behind, but the young woman had squirmed and turned around in his arms. I told you to call me Arthur so many times... he hushed, his rough lips so close from her own, and yet they felt miles away, a chasm that she should not bridge. I can't, Mister Connington... Cassie's voice trembled, an odd and enticing sight. Just once he said, a tender hint under the surprisingly forceful approach, his hands firmly resting on her hips. Even just once would be once too many... her hands pushed the man away, but they didn't retreat from his chest, feeling his agitated heartbeat and- Ah, yeah, thanks Arthur mumbled, not as suave as he would have liked. Cassie, the real Cassie getting back to his table broke the sultry and corny fiction he was running on his mind, feeling embarrassed just for thinking so, even if he had trouble preventing it. His ability to milk any situation to weave those sorts of stories was precisely what had made him a successful writer, even if he wasn't an award-winning one. His books usually could be found in the lists of bestsellers and those Internet tops about guilty pleasures, but never among the ones favored by critics. Cheap thrills, they called them, but Arthur didn't torture himself. At least they admitted they were thrilling. Looking at Cassie, Arthur thought that he noticed a small blush and a couple of gestures he had an easy time identifying as he had written them so many times, in so many different forms. Was it something he said? Had he been ogling at her? Trying to discern what was going on, he just kept himself silent, seeing Cassie get away and a flashy looking young woman getting into the bar to order a beer, although his mind was occupied with Cassie. Arthur was convinced that something he did or said had made her uncomfortable, something that mortified him. How could he think of that girl in such a way? She could be his daughter. Shaking his head, he occupied himself with more coffee and that admittedly wonderful stickybun, although the cinnamon only served to rekindle his own fictionalized encounter. Should he apologize even if he didn't know what he did? Should he just pay the check and get away? Arthur sighed, his hands on the laptop keyboard while he pondered what was the proper thing to do.
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Location Gramercy Plaza Atp. 202 Tag Jaz Sarah waited outside of the door looking around, barely hearing sounds coming from the apartment, until the light sound of footsteps appeared behind the door getting it like if she was already being seen, she smiled again at the door before hearing the doorknob to twist, allowing the door to open. Sarah smiled at the girl inside of the apartment looks friendly. Student-ish. I can bet it in the few seconds that decides the first impressions, Sarah was satisfied by the look of Jasmine, as it was not the look of someone dangerous or that would cause troubles, and the way in which she had immediately presented her hand for a greet and welcomed her inside, She knew that Jaz was okay. Ah... hi! Nice to met you, Jasmine. Uh... Jaz. Sounds good. I'm Sarah. Barkley. Sorry again for the... surprise? hehe but y'know... i...don't know... either welcoming speeches have never been a thing, and she usually needed quite a lot of time before melting and have a proper talk even with her colleagues or, in that case, flat-mate, but before loosing herself in a maze of words, listened to Jaz and stepped inside. Woooow... like a children that sees a marvel, Sarah looked around with dropped jaw at the furniture, it was so different from the cozy and stereotyped country homes, but here it all seemed so new, so modern so... practical. Uh, sure! Lead the way...uhm... Jaz... Letting go of the trolley's handle, Sarah followed Jaz trough rooms and the corridor, humming and nodding at her words, or sometimes make little comments at how delightful or lovely it all was, as she looked at the furnitures and the various rooms with light heart as in her mind, it was already labelled as SOLD, despite the strange feeling of being an intruder in someone else's home... but the thought that she too could share those marvels and so near the city-centre and, most importantly, her workplace, made her look at the apartment like an endless serie of add-ons, as, for what she was used to, a sofa where to slump at night and a bathroom would be enough to call her interested... Once the Tour finished, Sarah cannot but clap her hands in excitement and giggled Yes yes! I definitely loooooove this place! Oh, and i could use something fresh indeed... oh, y'know... i had not a break since... uhm... yersterday night? she giggled as she also realized that And... uhm... coming to... the rent... more or less... how much will it be? I mean... now that i've seen it all, its position, the furnitures... i want want want to stay here! Teehee
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Bryn Galenus Location The GCC. Tag Saoirse, Scumbags. Bryn might have cringed at Saoirses open admission, had there been others in the store. But it was empty and it only drew a chuckle and a shake of his head from him. He was jealous, as he never got high before work. Evening was when he relaxed. People and their fetishes eh? You always were a sadistic fuck. How do you always land these awesome, easy ass jobs? No, dont answer. I dont wanna know, heh. He answered to her new job, jest in his tone and eyes. Hands on the counter, the flirtatious remarks was not lost on him. Lot of girls say the same. He slyly replied, though he knew Saoirse hadother inclinations. Still, she was a fun woman to be around. As neighbours, it was quite beneficial. No one to complain when the entire floor reeked of dope. And of course the competition in who could make a girl moan the loudest. Sure, Saoirse. No prancing. Only frolicking in your Little Red Riding Hood dress. Bryn grinned openly, before shrugging to the Help Wanted comment. I need a break. You know summer time be rough on business, especially on the weekends. Just a Thursday to Sunday shift. And hey, I get first dibs on any cute girl in my store, you know this. Out there is fair game though. He answered with a wink. Have yourself a good one and try not to cause any trouble Bryn began to say, though she went and did just that when she turned to his customers. Fortunately, they didnt take the lovely girls threats seriously and simply watched her with the same admiring eyes, from her chest to her rear as she skipped off. And whats her name? They demanded when they returned to the counter, all smirks and curiosity. Ms. None-Of-Your-Damn-Business. Bryn answered with an equal grin. Oh sure, hog it all for yourself. She really into girls? They asked more quietly, almost disappointed by that fact. Look, we doing business or clipping your cunt hairs? Two hundred an O, you know this. Bryn said and a few minutes later, he was four hundred and sixty dollars the richer, minus costs for getting new ice cream tubs. Sitting back down in his chair behind the booth, he turned up the volume on the current presentation on Sportsnet and began to count his profits out with a cheerful hum. It was only the calm before the storm, when afternoon hit, the sun rose, and people rushing for a delicious snack to cool off from the heat.
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Cassie Gutierrez Location The GPC Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bistro 121 Formerly known as Bar Tag Arthur Connington Cassie thought maybe her customer Arthur was a little shy. Of course, the guy would have technically been old enough to have been her father, but she had already decided that every convention that her parents had taught her in regards to dating was to be considered null and void. She made a point to smile at him and hold it long enough for him to see, and to stop back at his table a few times. She watched as the bartender got a beer for one of the younger crowd . The bartender explained to Cassie that the taps on that side, you had to pull them wide open, but watch the flow because wide open they filled a glass very quickly. But if you didn't go wide open, the taps on that side produced way too much foamy head. Mac the bartender explained It's a new place and the lines haven't been broken in yet, there is likely a place where it is not flat or straight, a kink in the line. Cassie liked Mac because he treated everything as if it was important. Even just pouring a beer. Just before she was to get off shift, Cassie made a point to sit down in the chair next to him So the crowd is beginning to pick up so that means my shift is ending. But I hope you see you again, Arthur she gave a nice smile and touched his arm I am in here most days and some nights . And I live in the building Her mind panicked at that. She had not yet worked out exactly where the hell Cassie lived. Right now she had been living in Cassie's old servant room on the level below the upper floor Penthouse 2. But her servants were going to have questions pretty soon about her comings and goings, her strange mode of dress and her staying in the servants quarters so much, but she also didn't want to lead anyone directly to Penthouse 2 that her family lived in. She needed to rent another flat or at least make pretend. Or, maybe she just needed to move in with someone else.. She looked over at Arthur, considering the possibility of that with a sly smirk.