𝓪ngel 𝓮yes

&.          pls revive me,      i need my full course meal,     tank you. 

&.      casper,    its meg & cain time ;)

@zeurns /  i miss you too man..  but dw i understand, life and everything in comes with in the real world is more important and well, it’ll definitely keep you busy.  but i hope you have a good time at work 

megan’s style of clothing varies.    on work days, important “operations”, and things of that nature-    she goes business style.
            
            business style:    https://pin.it/5gszvDbxZ    https://pin.it/6owyTMsTY
            
            on days where she’s home, particularly in her garden, she’ll have a more…cottagecore / dark academia apparel.    (  she favors these looks on dates & nights out too, she’s not much of a tight black dress type  )
            
            cottagecore:    https://pin.it/3DDOOAy2a    https://pin.it/6ATwThxdQ
            dark academia:    https://pin.it/XnJCYS2L2    https://pin.it/5ZkRDqgpu

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megan is blonde hair, depending on the light it can be a yellow color or a near white color.    Megan’s eyes are a light blue but this can also appear different depending on lightening, but it’s not a major difference.

     ⠀⠀  ⠀⠀❛     ⠀⠀  〔 o/c thread 〕⠀
            
            call it a late night madness but, i need one for our interactions and a general chat.        all our interactive threads are active, habibti. you can take your time and reply when you are able to, there’s no rush.             but, i’d like to drop more things in the morning and let me know if it’s alright —- or if it’s too much. don’t let yourself get overwhelmed by any drops, and do your own thing.          my waiting game is stronger than samson.        (smirks). 

❪❦❫    @-DrunkDetective- 
            
            “hm, well, i’ll see about that.”  she responds, adjusting the purse straps on her shoulder.  “he sounds a little…not like the person i met. but well, i met him on an online dating site.  but i’ll take what you’ve told me into account.”  megan says, raising her forearm to look at her watch on her wrist.  “speaking of him…where on earth is that man?  it’s been 15 minutes.”

@fempsych 
            //you’re fine! It happens to the best of us. 
            
            “Well, he’s a cop. That’s a red flag the size of China, trust me.” He said, glancing down at the papers on his desk. “I understand the irony, don’t worry. And yes, I’ve tried talking about it. I don’t remember much of the conversation. The word ginger was thrown around in a less than polite way. I believe I called him a few things as well.”

❪❦❫   @-DrunkDetective- 
            
            the blonde woman chuckled in amusement, finding the man’s observation of her date comical.  “eh, i’ve met and dated worse than that for sure. thanks for your insight, stranger. i’m sure something as simple as that can be dealt with, unless there’s more..?”  she’d inquire, tilting her head to the right ever so slightly.  “i mean, he seems like a decent guy besides, well, stealing your lunch. have you tried talking to bryan about it?”
            
            /  i’m so sorry for the late response!! i kinda died on here n stuff. if you don’t feel up to responding anymore jus lmk!

❪❦❫    @sunnyruler 
            
            “okie dokie, thank you again.”  with a final smile, the blonde took herself to a small booth and seated herself. scanning the menu, she took the boys’ interests in sweets into account and picked a simple dessert for the three of them within a short time lapse of 3 minutes. after, she’d stand up and walk back to the counter, laying the menu down flat.  “i think i’ll do three cannoli’s please. each of them will be chocolate. there’s no need for any kind of chocolate or caramel drizzle on top.”
            
            /  i apologize for the really late response! i’ve been busy with quite a few things and i don’t spend much time on this app anymore. if you don’t feel like responding jus lmk! 

@fempsych 
            
            Aurinko shook her hand, seeming happy.” It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’ll just be cleaning tables so when you’ve got your order, just let me know.”

❪❦❫    @sunnyruler
            
            megan took the menu with a nod and a flash of a smile.    “thank you. i really do appreciate it.”    her eyes darted between the menu and the woman opposite her, at the sound of her name, megan smiled politely once more. she extends a hand for a more proper introduction.    “oh, nice to meet you! i’ve never heard a name like that around here before. i’m megan!”

    **      bawk,        bawk.            BAWK.          yep,     take your time,       no one’s going anywhere. :)

/ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎dw take ur time babes andddd don't rush it<3

❪❦❫    @hyrded 
            
            /  i’m going to attempt to write out a response to this tonight kal, i promise. let me know if this rp is still relevant to your muse or if you’ll respond or not. ik it’s been a few weeks, so i’ll understand if you don’t want to continue.

the boy standing afore him was no longer a mere stranger and upon a closer look as time slowed, and his feet moved. twas him,      and what came next was jarring.          jade hues stared back, his mouth a curving line of melancholy sadness, the question he asked wasn’t as troubling as he witnessed the younger him get struck.       thick crimson was the only thing that reached his outstretched hand, and the chaos of noise, screams, and smoke unfolded around him.              
            
                                FUCK,            FUCK !          
            
            his heart raced out of control.          a heart that was no longer his felt the energy in the room shift, and he immediately stepped fully inside, shutting the door behind him.  reaching back to stump against the door, his gaze shifted to her as he returned from the flashback,            hands visibly fisted at his sides; shook.
                                               ⠀⠀⠀⠀❛  @fempsych. 

     ⠀⠀ ﹒  〔 ! 〕⠀⠀❛  triggering warning:  this scene contains intense psychological distress, depictions of violence and injury, and flashbacks to traumatic events. viewers discretion is advised. 
            
            ‘DO YOU BELIEVE IN   ꎇATE, WOLFE?   ───┈    ⠀݁        was a catastrophic question playing on a loop in his head. as cold fingers gripped the door handle and he pushed it with a breath that had only ever shaken during his captivity ── decades ago    ─  now felt like a raging storm threatening to tear him apart.            rurik’s jaw clenched to the point of physical pain rising in his gums, and his muscles screamed from the strain of releasing —-           his stress through boxing.
            
                   “do you believe in fate dr. miller?”      the silence was broken by the thick sound of his voice, and the apparent pain was evident in his disheveled state.      crimson soaked his right torso but he didn’t care his stitches had been torn on the way. what unfold however, was the moment he directed the same question he’d been asked,            the events of three days ago flashed in his mind once more. in a loop of eternal madness, he witnessed a strange catastrophic event.     a young lad stood at the edge of the road, comically two feet away from the street. he’d uttered something,        he couldn’t hear what because his senses sharpened to catch the sound of a blaring horn and before rurik could act —- something fascinating unfolded.      

❪❦❫    @hyrded 
            
            “i’m sorry, i don’t understand what’s going on…”    the woman looked around the room she stood in, eyes darting this way and that. she twirled and bouquet of flowers in her fingers anxiously, not quite understanding where she was or how she ended up there.    “i’ve come to put flowers on my mothers grave…not to desecrate a grave or anything negative. although…”   her gaze shifted back to the strange man, her eyebrows raising in question.    “if they harbor such negative emotion and have intentions of “destroying” what’s left of the already deceased…i would hardly consider them a loved one.”

his calloused hand stilled,       one setting aside the pen while the other scanned the names on the list. the atmosphere shifted with newfound energy, a different sort that drew his attention and pulled him from a miscible world to the current reality.         in the strange silence, he watched with a transfixed gaze. had she crossed the line between reality and his world by accident, perhaps? or was this…
            
            “this is the place of the dead, an altar in this godforsaken church, allowing the living and the dead to part ways.       those who harbor negative emotions for their loved ones… well, let’s just say they have a way of showing their love by destroying what is left of the dead.”
                                              ⠀⠀⠀⠀❛  @fempsych. 

❪❦❫ ⠀@hyrded 
            
            “i don’t understand what you mean. why would i mess around with the things of the dead?”