gimmie a boost,,

[SAYLOR IRIS GATES]

she had to get ready for work, except all she wanted to do was lounge around in her bed wearing her oversized t-shirt and her pair of bikini style panties. the relaxation didn't last long, since she had to start rolling so she wouldn't be late for work. after having a few days off and be able to breathe and let off some steam, considering the older man that she tried having a relationship completely disappeared into the limelight, but that's okay. luckily for her, that had been months ago and had long since gotten over it. she ran a hand through her blonde hair, while she made way towards her closet to shift some things around. she didn't have a lot of clothing items that she had been able to spend a lot of money, and most of her clothes came from thrift stores. she had decided on a pair of short shorts, black strapless bra and a white see-through button up, sleeveless shirt. she was glad that she had a job, that she just had to arrive to work with both of her assets covered and left things up to the imagination then she was good. the final touch to her outfit was tan boots that may or may not be coming off during her shift. she looked in the mirror for a moment, before pulling out her make up to help bring out her eyes a little more, than they naturally did by themselves, without any help from her. it didn't take long for her to arrive at her work, with the aid of a taxi ride and was thankful that the boots allowed her an extra two inches from her original height. she couldn't quite reach the top shelf, but she was hoping that she wouldn't be the one that had to straighten it up. she got overly excited when she found out that she would be sharing her shift with her co-worker lilith for the day. it wasn't long before the two of them were giggling about nonsense, while the shop died for about an hour to only pick back up. she waved lily off once it was her time to finally leave work, and she assumed that it was probably to go hang out with somebody that she didn't care to ask whom. she was picky with whom she allowed to have the chance to be between her soft legs and the heat of her passion. a soft groan escaped her lips, when she found out that she was going to have to fix a box that was on the top shelf. just my fucking luck. she thought, while she set some things down on the counter. she walked around and to the spot where it is and tried getting to the box and failing miserable. she slowly lifted on top of her toes and raised her hand above her head, and still couldn't get there. maybe she should have grabbed the later, or perhaps the step stool that was kept underneath the counter for short people problems, when she had the chance, before committing herself to something such as this.

TAGGED: pippin w/ [TERRENCE GREGORY DAVIS ] WORDS: 5 2 7 OUTFIT: here but with like short hair. NOTES: oh hello<3 tunlor? sayner? idek

YOU HAD ME HOOKED AGAIN FROM THE MINUTE YOU SAT DOWN, THE WAY YOU BITE YOUR LIP GOT MY HEAD SPINNIN' AROUND AFTER A DRINK OR TWO I WAS PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS. I DON'T KNOW, IF I HAVE THE STRENGTH TO STAND, OH OH OH... YOU'RE A TROUBLEMAKER.

[TERRENCE GREGORY DAVIS]

Tunny wasn't a big fan of being bored. That was something his best friend knew well. Tunny got stupid and reckless and destructive when he was bored and that was dangerous. So when he got a text from a friend about going out for awhile he was relieved. He didn't care what it was so long as it meant getting out of the quiet house where he was alone with Jimmy's dog Vicious. He pat the dog on the head as he grabbed his keys and walked out the door to meet his friend down the street. Jimmy was the one with the car and it wasn't a very good one. While Tunny could easily afford a brand new car that could get the both of the men wherever they wanted, he would rather spend his money on getting wasted and partying. He made a mental note to give his friend some extra money to make up for the window that had been broken during the last party Tunny had thrown. The building the group walked into wasn't exactly what he had been expecting. A hookah bar. He had spent time in here a few times before drunk out of his mind or high and he was lucky he'd never been kicked out. They took a seat and one of the girls went up to order what kind of hookah everyone wanted. It was a pretty ok place. Very quiet and laid back. The group talked and laughed while they smoked and before long Tunny found himself getting bored again. "I'll be right back," he mumbled as he stood up and shoved his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. He walked around the building looking at all the different art they had hanging. He rounded a corner and the pretty blond that worked the front counter seemed to be struggling to reach something just past her finger tips. She stood on her tip toes and he snickered softly before walking over and reaching up to grab it for her. Being as careful as he could with box, he handed it to her.

TAGGED: SAYLOR WORDS: A couple. NOTES: Tunlor sounds like mythical creature! And sorry for my horrible reply.......

SO IF BY THE TIME THE BAR CLOSES AND YOU FEEL LIKE FALLING DOWN, I'LL CARRY YOU HOME TONIGHT.

[SAYLOR IRIS GATES]

being able to tell that the group that was occupying the living area was around the corner, but she had no intentions of walking up to them. she had two things expected out of her little struggle with not being able to reach the top shelf. those two things were getting picked up and lifted or ignored entirely. luckily for her, someone was kind enough to give her a helping hand either them being nice or pity, but she didn't care to ask for specifics considering that would be rude. when she saw the box moving and a hand, she lowered herself flat on her feet and turned to look over at him, "thank you." she softly said, with a little smile. she gently took the box and looked away, "i'll be right back to help you." she said, and walked to the counter. she rang it up and the customer paid for the item, then she walked back over to where he was standing. "what can i help you with?" she asked, while looking up at him and made eye contact out of habit. she had also learned that sometimes men seemed to dislike it, since it made them feel inferior when it's really a sign of respect. "oh, actually, what is your name?" she asked curiously, and then added, "my names saylor." she smiled. she may or may not be known as the "level-headed twin", and she knew that her twin syler knew a lot of folks that hung around in the same type of crowd as he. she was just wondering, if she's heard his name before when she's asked syler what all he did today. it was also getting too terribly close for her to be able to leave, but now that she had kept looking back at the clock it seemed that the seconds were taking hours. perhaps, she should stop checking the clock on the wall, and try to enjoy a conversation with whatever the topic. she wouldn't mind having some fun, when she got off though.

TAGGED: tunny WORDS: some OUTFIT: here but with like short hair. NOTES: #teamtunlar

YOU HAD ME HOOKED AGAIN FROM THE MINUTE YOU SAT DOWN, THE WAY YOU BITE YOUR LIP GOT MY HEAD SPINNIN' AROUND AFTER A DRINK OR TWO I WAS PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS. I DON'T KNOW, IF I HAVE THE STRENGTH TO STAND, OH OH OH... YOU'RE A TROUBLEMAKER.

[TERRENCE GREGORY DAVIS]

Tunny didn't mind helping her. Against most people's beliefs, he was a good guy that actually liked helping others . . . For the most part. It also didn't hurt that she was pretty easy on the eyes. He smiled when she thanked him. "Oh no worries." She walked off and he watched her feeling a weird sense of knowing her but knowing he didn't. There was something about her that seemed familiar. He scratched his head trying to figure it out but shrugging it off when nothing came to mind. Maybe she just had one of those faces. Or maybe she was one of the many girls he had harrassed while walking down the street. He hoped it wasn't the latter since it would mean a second rejection and an even more awkward encounter to come. When she came back, he listened to her rattle off questions. He grinned and laughed. She couldn't have been someone he harrassed before and he was glad a conversation would be able to carry on now. As soon as she mentioned her name, it hit him why he felt like he knew her. It sounded too familiar just like the feeling of looking into the same eyes was too familiar. "Saylor huh? You wouldn't happen to have a brother would you? Eyes darker than the black hole that replaced his heart and consumed his soul?" He smirked to show he was joking and hoped she wouldn't get offended by what he felt like was a pretty spot on description of his friend. He loved the kid almost as much as he loved himself. Ok well maybe not that much but he didn't like the guy. He shook his head to himself. "I'm Tunny. If you've heard the name then I can definitely promise it definitely isn't because of the news or anything." He laughed.

TAGGED: SAYLOR WORDS: A couple. NOTES: N/A.

SO IF BY THE TIME THE BAR CLOSES AND YOU FEEL LIKE FALLING DOWN, I'LL CARRY YOU HOME TONIGHT.

[SAYLOR IRIS GATES]

saylor tended to bug her brother about whom he spent his time with, because it influences your chooses on who you spend your time with. she continued to smile when she heard his comment, but that didn't stop her from walking off to handle the paying customer. for all she knew, tunny was just there with the group and didn't plan on purchasing anything while she was on duty. she ran a hand through her hair, while walking back over to the obviously taller young man and tilted her head. she had questions, and she obviously wasn't afraid of asking them. it's also polite to introduce yourself when you're having a non-work related conversation with someone, or that's just how she feels about the subject. plus, it's always nice to know who your spending time with, because you never know when it's going to come back and bit you on the ass. "yes, that sounds exactly like my twin brother, syler." she responded, as she was able to pick out the fact that he was just teasing. she was always glad that he was able to have friends, when there's often times that he's seen her brother lock himself in his room. "oh, tunny? yes, i've heard plenty about you and most of it isn't in your favor." she said, as she let out a soft giggle, then added, "luckily for you, i like to be my own judge." she said, shrugging her shoulders. "where you having fun with your group?" she asked, then added onto her question, "because they're probably wondering where you are." she said, glancing at the clock as one of her coworkers walked in the door and made their way to the break room to finish getting ready. "i'm fixing to be free, so you'll have another server for your group." she said, glancing over at him with a small smile.

TAGGED: tunny WORDS: some OUTFIT: here but with like short hair. NOTES: #teamtunlar

YOU HAD ME HOOKED AGAIN FROM THE MINUTE YOU SAT DOWN, THE WAY YOU BITE YOUR LIP GOT MY HEAD SPINNIN' AROUND AFTER A DRINK OR TWO I WAS PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS. I DON'T KNOW, IF I HAVE THE STRENGTH TO STAND, OH OH OH... YOU'RE A TROUBLEMAKER.