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Post by Grace Scott on Apr 9, 2009 5:49:48 GMT -5
It had been a long day for Grace. She had expected it to be an easy going slow day, her first full day back in Silentville was meant to be easy, right? Ohh no! First she had been woken up at 7am because of her neighbours across the street deicded it'd be best to get the workmen in early for the remodel of their home. Then as she help Katie get ready for school and whatever, she realised that there was a dyer need for a trip to the grocery store. After that she headed into town to finalise her classes at college as well as picking up her new camera equipment. That should have been the end of her crazy day, however once at school she found out that she had to shoot a few portfolio shots for later in the week, something she'd missed since she was transferring from another college.
Grace had been scouting out places before she headed to get some needed food, she'd called by her brother's garage to see him when he suggested Oliver's bar. And why not? It was small but she could use it to her advantage. Grace went down to the small hole in the wall bar and tried the front door, it sometimes was left open when there was deliveries or whatever. She smiled as it opened and headed in, "Hello? Oliver? Anyone?" She called out and placed her red laptop bag down at the side of one of the stools.
As she walked through the quiet, deserted bar, Grace smiled and placed her hands on the bar top. She lifted herself up and leaned over the bar top, "Olliver.... Ollie-ver...." She called out in a sing-song type voice in the tune of the musical Oliver. "You gotta be in here, the doors open..." She called out and lay her stomach on the bar top as she waited for Oliver to appear, "Bryson! I need a favour!" She said and let her head hang down from the counter as she waited for him.
Grace slowly pushed herself up from her current position and sat on the stool, slumping to place her arms and head on the bar. She frowned and reached into her bag, taking her camera out and turning in the chair, she took a few shots of the bar whilst waiting for her brother's friend to appear.
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Post by Oliver Bryson on Apr 11, 2009 3:14:51 GMT -5
Cause in his life he is filled with all these good intentions Hes left a lot of things hed rather not mention right now Oliver did not have much to worry about anymore. His brother was who the hell knew where. His cousin Rae, was doing the college thing and well living her life. Since she was older now Oliver told her he would back off some and allow her to make her own mistakes even though it was hard to do that especially when Rae hanged out with guys but Oliver was doing his best at it. It seemed like everyone ditched Silentville once his grade graduated high school. He would have too but he just could not leave here. This was home and that was that.
Waking up around 11 this morning was a typical wake up time for Oliver. After all he worked nights so he normally didn’t get to go to bed until around five or six in the morning. It just depended on when the last customers left the bar. Oliver could have lived upstairs but he decided not to and instead used the upstairs apartment for storage and well the occasional pass out spot where he or one of his customers passed out for a few hours. Plus the employees of the bar all used the upstairs.
Like any other day, Oliver began to restock the supply of the bar. Rummaging around downstairs, he went over the drinks and made a list of the things that he was running low on. He had to do this every so many days because he still did not know what drinks were more popular at his bar yet since he just got this place not too long ago. He heard someone upstairs but just figured that it was the delivery guy so he was in no rush. He set the clipboard down on the small rustic desk downstairs and then walked off some and picked up a keg of beer.
Carefully he walked up stairs to with the keg in one hand. He was used to lugging them around so one hand was fine. He had on a simple blue tee shirt and jeans on. Nothing fancy since he did not see the point. He looked up and saw Grace there. A half smile smirk formed on his face as he shook his head and carried the keg over to the bar area. He did not say anything at first since he saw that she was busy with the camera and taking pictures. He didn’t understand of what, he thought that his bar was not all that great but improvements cost money and that is what he was working on.
“Hey Grace.. What are you doing here? Bar is closed.” He said as he set the keg of beer down on the floor and then pushed it under the bar. He squatted down as he began to hook it up to the tubes and get everything ready. Every night seemed to have a crowd maybe it was because he was loose on id or maybe it was because it was a new place and no one has really put claim on it yet. Even though every one knew that the Flyers had ground here since Oliver was the leader of the Flyers. He stood up and grabbed a towel and began to wipe his hands off since they were a bit slippery from the keg being cold and everything else.
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Tagged: Grace and Open
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Notes: Starting to get my muse back yay!
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Post by Grace Scott on Apr 11, 2009 15:13:28 GMT -5
Grace smiled seeing Oliver, she turned with her camera in hand and took a photo of him as he wiped off his hands. "Nice..." She laughed and placed the camera down on the bar top. "Hello to you too Mr. Bryson... and yes I am aware the bar is shut, but your front door was open so thought I'd come and see my favourite bar tender... I mean owner." She said with a smirk plastered across her face. She couldn't help it, he was fun to annoy, well that and she always had a crush on her former flame. "So I was thinking... I have to find a place to do a photo shoot... I'd need somewhere during the day and will fill it with models... I was really wondering where I knew of a place that would be right and then my brother remembered that you are a nice guy who is good to his friends and that I'll be eternally grateful to you if I can use this place." She smiled hoping her cuteness would help carry it all and get Oliver to say yes.
Grace smiled as he came over to her, "I mean there will be female models, and they'll stay and get drunk after... I mean I can't guarantee that they'll bring in a crowd of rowdy guys... no wait... yes, yes I can..." She told him and knew that for a new place, busy was good. Grace had a way about her that some found annoy, however others, usually her friends, just knew it as simple Grace, she wasn't full of herself, it was the truth, Grace knew how to pack a room. "Come on, I'll do anything... totally desperate..." She narrowed her eyes realising how that sounded, "No comments thank you!" Grace told him before he could say anything, "I'll even cover a shift or whatever." She told him and smiled as she sat back down on one of the bar stools. She moved so that she was facing the bar, "Love you forever..." Grace smiled and leaned over to look behind the bar, curious to know what was behind there, she'd not really be in the bar since coming home.
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Post by Oliver Bryson on Apr 17, 2009 4:34:48 GMT -5
Cause in his life he is filled with all these good intentionsHes left a lot of things hed rather not mention right now "Nice..."
That little laugh was something that he missed. It didn’t seem to change though which was nice to him. He would have been very disappointed if her laugh changed on him. That or he would think he was remembering someone else’s laugh and thought it was hers. He got used to getting his picture taken especially since he started dating Grace. While they were dating, he could always remember a camera not being too far away from them. It was a little annoying in the beginning but he started to like it at it at the end. It was one of her cute little quirks that she had. Thinking about that made a smile appear on his face. It was one of the good times in his life when he was dating Grace.
"Hello to you too Mr. Bryson... and yes I am aware the bar is shut, but your front door was open so thought I'd come and see my favourite bar tender... I mean owner."
An eyebrow of his rose when he heard her. He knew that she was sucking up for something or just trying to annoy him. Since he was not too sure which yet, he figured he would just listen and eventually she would tell him what she wanted. His eyes watched her for a moment and he could not help but smile when he saw that smirk on her face. That smirk that either meant some really good time in one department or well that she had an idea on her mind that she was going to tell him.
“Alright so since I am sure you are not here for sex… what is on your mind Grace?” He asked her as he placed both of his palms down on the counter and smirked at her. Maybe she did want sex and he just was losing his touch. He leaned over to her some as he listened to her explain what she had in mind.
"So I was thinking... I have to find a place to do a photo shoot... I'd need somewhere during the day and will fill it with models... I was really wondering where I knew of a place that would be right and then my brother remembered that you are a nice guy who is good to his friends and that I'll be eternally grateful to you if I can use this place."
He stayed there for a moment watching her. Should he say yes now or should he let her beg a bit first. He honestly did not know but he already knew that he was going to say yes. Slowly, he pushed himself away from the counter and grabbed two bottles of beer and set them on the counter. He did not need a bottle opener for these since he was strong enough to open it on his own and well his hands were not smooth so he figured that a few more creases would not matter. He popped both of the tops off the bottles and then pushed one over to her.
"I mean there will be female models, and they'll stay and get drunk after... I mean I can't guarantee that they'll bring in a crowd of rowdy guys... no wait... yes, yes I can..."
Still he did not say anything. Instead though, he picked up his bottle of beer and took a sip. Slowly he set it down and then leaned on the bar. He figured he would let her beg a little more before he said yes. Besides he always thought she was cute right now. He also knew that she knew by acting cute like this that she would generally get her way anyways. Knowing Grace, he knew that she would be able to fill this place up pretty well so that was never a problem. He honestly had nothing wrong with this idea.
"Come on, I'll do anything... totally desperate..."
Totally desperate huh? Then maybe he would be able to get a quickie out of her. His thoughts shown on his face on what he was thinking since he had on a half smirk and half smile on his face and an eyebrow raised along with that certain look in his eye. His mind wandered off to the past and their crazy times together and how amazing she looked. God, she was amazing. And right when he was about to say something she ruined it all of it.
"No comments thank you!"
Well, she must have read that facial expression completely right then. He sighed some and then looked down at the counter. Oh well, he would get her when he really wanted her anyways. Oliver has actually changed his ways quite a bit. He actually and amazingly enough does not sleep around as much as he used to. Probably because most of the sleeping he gets is well the actually sleeping with eyes closed.
"I'll even cover a shift or whatever."
“I will have the bar open for you whenever you need it. I will even supply drinks and I will get someone to cover food for everyone.” He said as he looked at her and shook his head some. It was crazy on the things that he did for her. Seriously it was amazing. If he was still in high school he would be considered to be pussy whipped. That back then was bad but he heard that kids are even worse than he was.
One of his hands reached over towards her and lifted her chin up some. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. It was nothing big or passionate but just a gentle tender kiss on the lips. He slowly pulled away and smirked at her. He missed kissing her. So much, besides he was single so he figured that he could kiss her and she never complained about his kisses. Slowly, his hand let go of her chin and picked up the beer. He stood up straight again and took a swallow of his beer. He watched her intently as he waited for her reaction and her response.
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Post by Grace Scott on Apr 17, 2009 11:10:30 GMT -5
Grace smiled as the interaction between the two continued. She couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips when he mentioned that she wasn't here for sex, she tried her best to not say something on the comment. She took the beer that he'd opened for her and smirked as she pleaded for the bar space. Grace was fairly certain that she didn't need to beg, he'd let her use the space, but nevermind, she'd plead anyway. Grace watched his movement as she pleaded for the place, she couldn't help the massive grin appear when he confirmed she could use the bar. "Aww gosh... aren't you the best guy ever..." She laughed and would have hugged him if she wasn't currently over the bar top. "You don't need to supply food honestly, models don't really eat much." She told, "Although I may need like four or five lunches..." It always amazed people how much food Grace consumed considering her size and the fact she hated the gym. Grace kept in shape through running and swimming, but that was about it, also she usually ate on the go.
After that she took a drink of the beer Oliver had given her then look over the bar top again, only to be surprised. It wasn't the passionate, slap you in the face with a stick surprise that had plagued their previous relationships, but it was just a simple kiss, in every sense of the situation. She felt a slight frown go over her face, it had thrown her, not that she was complaining, but yeah, definitely a surprise to her. "Nice..." She offered with a smirk repeating the same way she'd said it earlier. Grace sat up properly on the stool and sipped her beer. She remembered when they used to date, a long time ago, she had albums at home full of their friends and days out. Generally if you got Grace, you got a picture, she took photos of everything, with this in mind she grabbed her camera and snapped a photo of Oliver standing there with a beer in hand looking at her, his best look.
Grace put her camera back on the bar top and looked at him with half a smile, "Very Oliver...." She told him and let out a small laugh thinking about it, man she still would... but there were other things to consider for her. Grace raised an eyebrow, "Ok so I'm not good with these cute silences, you know that..." It was true, Grace was terrible at being cute on purpose whilst being silent. She hopped off the bar stool and walked around to one of the pool tables and placed her beer on the side table. Grace leaned against the pool table, "Got game?" She asked with a grin on her face, seemed like the Grace and Oliver banter just wasn't going away in her mind.
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Post by Oliver Bryson on Apr 22, 2009 4:05:51 GMT -5
Cause in his life he is filled with all these good intentionsHes left a lot of things hed rather not mention right now "Aww gosh... aren't you the best guy ever..."
He rolled his eyes and shook his head as he laughed softly as she spoke. Most people did not believe that he was a good guy and most of them thought that it was all an act. He did not know what she thought of him as a good guy or not. All of his exes normally thought of him as the jerk or villain in their little mind made stories. He did not care though well maybe just a little bit.
"You don't need to supply food honestly, models don't really eat much." She told, "Although I may need like four or five lunches..."
“I will make sure there is food and drinks here for you and the models on the house.” He said with a nod as he looked at her. This was not like him but he figured that she would get hungry and sometimes that girl could pack it in. So he figured if he got food here and a lot of it then maybe he would not have to go out and hunt down food and such.
"Nice..."
Either she was shocked or happy about the kiss. He was not sure but he hoped that she did. It would not be good to know that she did not like it. But by the way she said Nice and it being the same way as before hopefully it was good. He looked down at the counter and then took a sip of the beer. He did not know what to really say since she did not slap him or tell him off some way or how.
"Very Oliver...."
He looked down at the beer in his hand and then laughed. Obviously he drank too much or around Grace too much. But man there were some good times with her and beer. A smirk formed on his face as he shrugged and then took another drink. He seriously was used to the picture thing just as long as his picture was not everywhere on the net.
"Ok so I'm not good with these cute silences, you know that..."
“Yeah but its when you look the cutest you know that.” He said with a smirk as he looked at her. She was never good at these type of things but oh well. He loved it crazy enough he did. It made Grace unique and wonderful and just her. No one else could be like her that was just that. His eyes followed her with a smirk on his face. When she walked over to the pool table and leaned against it… so many bad bad bad thoughts formed in his head.
Slowly, he finished his beer and left it on the counter. Once it was empty, he walked over to her and put both of his hands on her waist as he looked down at her. Well, should he play her game or should he play their game or his? So many thoughts ran through his head that he was not sure what he should do. Finally he turned his mind off and let his body go on autopilot.
Both of his hands held onto her and picked her up and set her on the edge of the pool table. He stepped in between her legs and leaned down into her. He kissed her on the lips and then on her neck for a moment. He was not sure how she would react but he hoped that she would not complain after all she never did before. He hands moved under her jacket and then under her street and on her skin.
“How about we play our game… I know you have not forgotten that.” he whispered into her ear and then went back to softly nibbling and sucking on her neck. One of his hands moved onto her back and leaned her back some as he went lower on her neck.
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Post by Grace Scott on Apr 22, 2009 15:00:29 GMT -5
Grace never usually felt embarrassed about compliments, in fact she loved them, they made her feel good and more confident about herself and her situation. The one exception to the rule though was Oliver, well his compliments, they always made her blush, no matter if he commenting on her hair to her shoes. "Well I try..." She offered in retort to his cute statement, it was pathetic to her, but it was the best she could do at the moment.
It was weird the effect Oliver Bryson had on her. Grace never cared about what any guy thought about her, and usually she'd seduce and leave without feeling a thing other than somewhat satisfied. Oliver was her one that got away, he still had a piece of her heart, what's worse is he probably knew. She smiled as he walked over to her as they each finished their beers.
Grace felt that her body had gone on auto pilot when it came to him, her body was probably screaming out for him to touch her again, however even if they just played pool it would be enough for her... right? However as she felt his hands on her waist she knew that it wouldn't be the case anyway, she could smell the beer on his breath and it took her back, beer... bar... pool... Oliver... good times.
She allowed him to lift her up and place her on the table, she slide her hands on his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her hands clasp loosely around his neck. As he kissed her she felt her legs dangle off the table as she moved her hands through his hair. She couldn't help it, he was intoxicating to her.
Grace felt her skin heat up as his hands made contact with her skin, she reacted and sighed pleasingly and moved closer to him as he made his way down her neck, she couldn't help the smile that appeared as he spoke to her, "Our game? I'm sure I'll never forget it..." Grace told him and felt her heart quicken, she let out a soft moan as she pushed his head up slightly so she could kiss him.
This kiss was different than before, sure there was the initial lust factor, however the under lying feelings, thoughts and Grace's intentions ran through it. there was the passion Grace found difficult to experience with other guys. Sure she'd loved and lost but the passion and chemistry between the two was undeniable. Grace also knew that the heat was still there, obviously, but she couldn't stop it herself, her body was now reacting to his and loving it. Grace was unsure about the aftermath in her head, there were alarms ringing, but her heart and her passion wanted everything that was happening to be happening.
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