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Kileo
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212
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tired nostalgic
call me Joan
she / her
25 YEARS OLD
September
4
Virgo
North Bend, Washington
Demisexual
Waitress
TAG WITH @joannadyer
JOANNA DYER
yes I'm older, yes I'm moving on. and if you don't think it's a crime you can come along
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Joan had done a lot of dumb things in her life. Yeah, a lot of those things had taken place in high school because it was high school, but sometimes even after people passed that stupid teenager phase, they still did dumb shit. Like, find themselves unable to get into their apartment. Because… of reasons. Not because she’d accidentally locked herself out or anything, nope…
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Anyway, her landlord wouldn’t be able to come to the building to open the door with his key until tomorrow morning. So, she was kind of screwed. The brunette had her phone, and that was kind of all she had. No keys, no wallet. There’d be no staying at a cheap hotel for the night for her. And even her neighbour, Mrs Kang wasn’t available to rescue her, she was out visiting her grandson. She couldn’t even pick up a shift at the diner to pass the time, so that left her with a very limited amount of options.
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It hadn’t taken her long to decide. Joan was inviting herself over to Everett and Zero’s apartment. Whether or not the door would be open was a chance she was willing to take. One of the boys had to be home. Hopefully it was the one that liked her presence, but at the moment she wasn’t very picky. She’d take the cute and angry little roommate any day. And if they weren’t then… maybe they wouldn’t be too mad if she tried to break in. Joan really hoped it wouldn’t come to that though.
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When Joan got up to the apartment, she crossed her fingers in some hope that it’d improve her luck before reaching for the door. Relief bled into her frame when she found it unlocked and she easily let herself in. Quickly closing the door behind her, the brunette called out. “Anyone home?”
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played by
Ghost
POSTS
105
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Civilian
call me Zee, Hart
He/Him
23 YEARS OLD
December
24
Capricorn
Someplace
Demisexual
Book Keeper
TAG WITH @zerovayline
Zero Vayline
What part of 'bite me' don't you understand?
[attr="class","CIVILIAN"]  WHAT I MEAN BY TRACINGPAPER'S THAT YOU'RE SEE-THROUGH AND DISPOSABLE
The day was progressing slowly, nothing really too eventful filling the void of the overwhelming boredom that radiated the apartment. Everett had gone out for the day, doing God knows what, stating that he shouldn’t ‘wait up for him.’ A sigh echoed around the living room that Zero was sat in, eyes slowly flicking towards the window that was at the other end of the room. Most of the time he would enjoy the silence that filled their apartment, but he just felt lonely today. Even with the two cats scurrying around, it just wasn’t the same. Why couldn’t Everett just stay home so that they could play video games or watch a movie… something that would kill this boredom.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Zero glared towards the cats that were sat on the coffee table in front of him. “I know that Everett spoils the both of you by letting you sit there, but that isn’t meant for felines.”
Zero was met with cocked heads. “Sassy brats.” Tearing his eyes away from the furballs, he slowly let himself stand up from his position on the couch, making his way towards the window, his hands resting on the edge of the window sill. It was a pretty nice day out, yet he had no idea what he wanted to do with the day. What could he even do?
It seemed like his question was answered when someone burst through his door. Burst might have been an exaggeration, but the suddenness of it all made it seem like it. It only took a second for him to recognize the voice that rang out, his face slowly going from the look of angry surprise to curiosity. “Joan?” Of course, both the cats were gone, probably to greet their favourite human. The traitors.
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played by
Kileo
POSTS
212
awards
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tired nostalgic
call me Joan
she / her
25 YEARS OLD
September
4
Virgo
North Bend, Washington
Demisexual
Waitress
TAG WITH @joannadyer
JOANNA DYER
yes I'm older, yes I'm moving on. and if you don't think it's a crime you can come along
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Ah, so the human personification of grumpy cat was the one that was home. She had kind of been hoping for Everett to be the one that was home, if only for the assumption that he was the one that’d be the least likely to make fun of her for locking herself out of her apartment. Sure, he’d tease her, but she was pretty sure that Zero would take the chance to genuinely mock her for her mistakes. There was a difference, ever so slight that it was. So, she attempted to stall, just for a few more seconds. “Zero.” She greeted pleasantly, before she turned her attention to people who were without a doubt much happier to see her.
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“Hi, how are you cuties?” She quietly cooed, crouching down to pet the two cats who’d kindly come to meet her at the door. They were absolutely precious, and even though it’d been Chili that she’d met first, the brunette would never be able to pick a favourite of the two. Both of them were equally as precious.
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“I locked myself out of my apartment. I won’t be able to get in until tomorrow morning at the earliest.” She stated, frankly and straight to the point. Might as well rip the bandage off now and not draw out her embarrassment any longer. She shrugged, before stepping further into the apartment and into the living room to lean against the arm of the couch. “So, I came here. Are you cooking dinner anytime soon?” She inquired curiously. Joan had yet to have dinner at Zero’s place that wasn’t takeout, but she’d heard from a little bird that the small man was actually a pretty good cook and she was curious. Mostly hungry, but also curious.
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played by
Ghost
POSTS
105
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Civilian
call me Zee, Hart
He/Him
23 YEARS OLD
December
24
Capricorn
Someplace
Demisexual
Book Keeper
TAG WITH @zerovayline
Zero Vayline
What part of 'bite me' don't you understand?
[attr="class","CIVILIAN"] WHAT I MEAN BY TRACINGPAPER'S THAT YOU'RE SEE-THROUGH AND DISPOSABLE
A look of confusion filled his gaze as he moved towards where Joan was at the front door, a hand moving through his messy hair. It wasn’t like he wasn’t used to Joan just waltzing in-she did it quite often actually-it was just that he was surprised. More often than not, the freckled face girl would visit him and Everett, though he believed it was just more the cats and his best friend she wanted to see. They were friends as well, but he still didn’t understand what it was that made Joan want to be his friend. He wasn’t always the nicest person to be around all the time.
Pausing his movements when she appeared into the living room, Zero raised both brows as she spoke, his confusion turning into a look of amusement. “You locked yourself out? Honestly Joan, how did you manage that?” Rose colored eyes flicked towards the cats who were most definitely flocking right behind her. Honestly, who did they think they were?
Bringing his attention back to the woman in front of him, he hummed quietly for a moment. “I was thinking about it. Everett isn’t going to be home tonight, or at least that’s what I am assuming with how he told me not to wait up for him.” Usually when Everett went out, he forgot to eat or just decided it wasn’t really worth it. Nobody had to know right? Pressing his lips into a thin line, he looked towards the kitchen in thought. “You interested in chicken and pasta?” It came out a bit quieter than he normally spoke. Truthfully he’d never really cooked for anyone besides Everett; it wasn’t like he really let off that he could cook. “Homemade pasta, cause store bought is lame.”
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played by
Kileo
POSTS
212
awards
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tired nostalgic
call me Joan
she / her
25 YEARS OLD
September
4
Virgo
North Bend, Washington
Demisexual
Waitress
TAG WITH @joannadyer
JOANNA DYER
yes I'm older, yes I'm moving on. and if you don't think it's a crime you can come along
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The brunette groaned quietly, looking up at the ceiling to avoid the shorter man’s amused gaze as she grimaced. “I don’t know how I managed it, let just- not talk about it.” It was probably the dumbest thing she’d done in a while. But as far as she could see it, she was allowed to dumb shit every once in a while. At least she wasn’t like her brother, constantly getting into trouble with every step he took into the outside world.
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At the news that Everett wouldn’t be coming home, she wasn’t particularly surprised. If anything, she was kind of eager to take the chance to spend more time with his roommate. Not that she didn’t love Everett, but she hadn’t ever really had much time alone with Zero. She knew there was much more to the little pocket rocket than him just being short and standoffish (read; fucking angry). So while she wasn’t happy to hear that Everett was out, she wasn’t disappointed either.
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Returning her gaze to the dark-haired man, she peered down at him with an easy smile. Her dark eyes brightened as she leaned forward, immediately interested in the promise of food. “Chicken and pasta, huh? Sounds great.” She was probably in Zero’s space a little, but surely he wouldn’t mind. And if he did, he’s definitely the kind of person to let her know. “I heard that your cooking’s pretty good, so I have very high expectations.”
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Ghost
POSTS
105
awards
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Civilian
call me Zee, Hart
He/Him
23 YEARS OLD
December
24
Capricorn
Someplace
Demisexual
Book Keeper
TAG WITH @zerovayline
Zero Vayline
What part of 'bite me' don't you understand?
[attr="class","CIVILIAN"] WHAT I MEAN BY TRACINGPAPER'S THAT YOU'RE SEE-THROUGH AND DISPOSABLE
There was something that crawled onto Zero’s lips that was almost rare to see outside of being around Everett, a smile. A true, genuine smile graced his features as he watched Joan look completely mad about her situation. Oh how he really wanted to talk about it and embarrass her further. Really, it wasn’t often he himself got locked out, and even then he never went crawling to someone else’s house. However, Zero knew she didn’t have many places to go for the night. “Alright, alright. I’ll leave it.”
When he heard her agree to his invitation… offer… suggestion(?) as to what he was thinking of cooking up for dinner, he went to respond back when he noticed that she was a bit close. Too close. “I uhm.” A faint blush started to fill his cheeks as he suddenly avoided her gaze, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed nervously -- was that a thing? “Yeah uh. You better. Uhm. Enjoy it. I assume Everett is the one who went around gloating about it?” God did his voice sound off? It definitely didn’t sound right.
Why was she so damn close? Logically, he took a step back as he rubbed the back of his neck. This… was better. Yep. “Did you uh, want to help… at all? With preparing dinner I mean--”
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