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Jun 19 2015, 11:22 AM
So, my new(er) laptop decided that it wanted to take a dive and is currently in being looked at and potentially fixed. I am stuck using my seven year old laptop which tends to run slower than i'd like and for some reason loads this site terribly so I won't be doing any replies until I get my other laptop back (or buy a new one depending on everything). I also have a few assignments coming up that I need to do so my activity would have been going down anyway. Sorry to those I owe posts to. And Kay, I promise I will get your wanted posted once I get my other laptop back. I am gonna say that I will be away until June 29th but I may be back earlier or later depending on the laptop and assignment situation.

This goes for: Hunter Evans

Edit: So, I got the laptop back waaaaay sooner than I thought/thank they told me. I still have an assignments I gotta get to but I will be around a bit though!
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Nights out were becoming more of a frequent thing now that Miami was slowly being crept upon by summer. It felt like the only time Hunter actually saw her condo was at night when she came home and crawled into her bed after a long day of working and then going out with friends. It seemed like there was always something to do in the city, whether it was hitting up the normal bar or club scene, or catching some event that the city was putting on. Little festivals seemed to be popping up all around the city as of lately as the weather proved tone hitting those heat wave temperatures. Hunter had already hit up a few of those one's you saw pop up in the parks, you know, the one's where people brought all of these cool crafts that they had made, or one's where people were doing vintage clothes swaps sort of thing, and you can't forget the little concerts that seemed to be popping up faster than any flowers could grow in the spring season. Miami was just filled with things to do and it was hard not to just jump in and enjoy. Besides, sometimes you needed a few nights away from drinking or the crowds of drinkers, and actually just enjoy some sober nights out with your friends. <br><br>

This night in particular was going to fall in that "ordinary Miami night out" category. Hunter wasn't exactly sure how many people or who all was going to show up at Blackbird Ordinary that night. A bunch of friends that she had come to know within the industry had decided a night out was needed and what was better than having drinks and bowling up a storm? There was no hesitation when it came to agreeing to the night out, Hunter could never pass up on some good old fashioned bowling. <br><br>

Apparently the time that had been agreed upon was ten o'clock, mainly because that was the time they had managed to snag a reservation for five separate lanes to try and accommodate for the big crowd that they were bringing in. By the time Hunter actually managed to walk through the doors it was closer to eleven. The blonde had been busy shooting new stuff for her line and it had her getting back home to shower and get ready way later than she had expected. And even if she was rather tired from the day of hard that had been at hand she had been so eager to go out with this group of friends, mainly because it was hard getting everyone who was in the industry together (besides if handfuls of them worked together on a shoot.) <br><br>

Right as she got through the door to the bar and made her way in she was being greeted by familiar faces and friends alike. Actually getting around to greeting everyone, and snagging a drink, had taken the blonde quite a while. Rounds were being made with that drink in hand, which she sipped at every now and then, until she closed closer in on the groups of people who were busy bowling. Chatter had commenced with that lot, every now and then someone wandering off to have their shot at knocking down some pins. Hunter's gaze had moved around to see who else was there, though her eyes had locked onto a familiar face not far off talking with a few other people. <br><br>

It had been a good while since Hunter had seen Bryce. Every now and then they used to see each other out randomly but now it seemed like they were on different paths that rarely lead them to the same spot. Hunter hadn't done any shoots lately where Bryce was the make-up artist, nor did she whisk off to some other country for a convention where they could run into each other.. yeah, that convention in Italy still played in her mind. It made her wonder if whatever had happened between them was a fluke in time, one that could have only been made because they were at the right place at the right time with no one around that they knew. As much as that man got on her nerves it was hard not to think back to that night in her hotel room. She tried to brush it off like it was no big deal, that it was just the bit of alcohol they had that had caused a falter in their otherwise dramatic normality. But Hunter was too stubborn to actually allow herself to think beyond it just being sex. She was too caught up in keeping up appearances with herself any Bryce and the dislike that everyone had come to know between them. And even if that were true, she still wanted to waltz over there and throw insults his way because at least that would mean there was some sort of interaction between them, and he'd be forced to acknowledge that she was there. <br><br>

<B>"Excuse me. There's an asshole over there waiting to be annoyed."</b> Hunter said to the group she was talking with and right away they knew who she was meaning. Everyone in the industry in Miami knew about the "hateship" that Hunter and Bryce had, but little did they know that the two had let down their walls for one night to see where things could go. As she edged in on Bryce and the few people he was talking to, the others had slowly backed off not wanting to get in the way of whatever may go down. Within seconds they were off mingling with other people though throwing gazes every now and then out of curiosity. <b>"I didn't realize you were still part of the industry? I had my fingers crossed that you pissed off the wrong person and your career was over with. What a shame."</b> She had to. She couldn't act any other way toward him. Just because they had some fluke night together didn't mean that she could so easily act different toward him. It didn't mean that things would change so easily.

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Hunter had made it a habit as of lately to confirm with her friends that Felix wouldn't be around when they decided to go out. It was totally out of the norm for the woman to avoid the male counterpart that had become a staple in her party evenings, but she was doing everything in her power to avoid the man like he was a plague. The Vegas night had been months back but Hunter hadn't forgotten the choice words that the tattooed man had for her. Even though they had both been under the influence that little fight they had out on the sidewalk had sobered the blonde up enough to make her remember every little word that Felix had said to her. So, if she was an annoying tramp, to put it nicely, then why the hell did she need to give him the time of day anymore? They could both move on without having to put up with the other anymore, right? Who knew if that was actually the case, but it was fair to say that this was the longest that the two had gone without making up, or rather, moving forward. Hunter hadn't even had to deal with text messages from Felix because she had changed her phone number a few weeks after coming home from Vegas because of some unknown number spamming her phone on a daily basis, and that helped out with not falling back into old habits. <br><br>

The decision tonight was to just got to one of the local bars and grab some drinks. Tonight was a more of a casual laid back kind of night where the girls didn't have to doll themselves up to get into some club or another. Instead the group of friends that had decided to go out had took over a portion of the bar, setting up tent at a few booths that over looked the pool table area. Hunter herself had a mixed drink in one hand, sipping at it through the little straw, while her other hand held onto a pool cue. They were finishing off a game of pairs and the blonde and her friend Gary were pulling far ahead. <br><br>

<b>"Hold my drink, Gary, I gotta finish these two off."</b> Hunter laughed as she handed the drink off to her friend then moved around the pool table so that she could get a good shot at the last solid ball that was on the table, besides the eight ball of course. Just as the blonde lowered herself to the table to get a better look as she set her shot up, she could see the door to the bar open up at the corner of her eye. That didn't distract Hunter, oh no, her gaze stayed locked on the ball. Just as she went to hit the white ball she heard an oh so familiar voice speak to some others over near the bar. That was it, the shot was fudged and the white ball went spinning off to the side before bouncing against the side of the table and rolling into one of the side pockets. <i>"Hunter! How the hell did you miss that?!"</i> Gary couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the two others did exactly the same. <br><br>

Hunter let her gaze moved to look toward the bar where she knew Felix was. She'd never not recognize that voice, it was unavoidable. An immediate annoyed look took over her face as she moved over to grab her drink from Gary, doing her best to hide behind the larger man so that she could potentially go unnoticed. Right now she was plotting her way out of the bar, trying to figure out how to get out of there quickly without being noticed.<br><br>

<b>"Gary. You, Jane, and Cara said that <i>he</i> wasn't going to be here."</b> Hunter spoke in an annoyed tone as she nodded her head over toward the bar. <i>"I didn't think he'd be here..."</i> The other man spoke in a tone that Hunter could tell he was lying. <b>"You guys are jerks."</b> The blonde stated as she brought the glass to her lips, sipping the alcoholic beverage at a bit of a quicker pace than before. That had been her first drink of the evening, and tonight she had been planning to take it easy; just sip at drinks and not get drunk. But right now she needed a little bit of alcohol in her stomach, or so she thought.

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23-25, best friend, right-hand woman

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I am going to call this guy Levi but feel free to switch up the name to whatever you'd like. The face i have up there is Stephen James, I have a few others that would work too: Lawson Rhys Taylor, Jimmy Q, and Daniel Bamdad. So, what we've got here is a confusing mess that is an indescribable relationship between Levi and Hunter. So, Levi comes from wealth, whether he created it for himself or he comes from old money, he mostly does what he pleases and not much work is involved. He spends a lot of time travelling and does not do it alone at all. Most times he takes along friends and is definitely known to take a woman or two along with him for his company. He treats his girl(s) of the time well, spends money on them and basically pays for everything until he grows bored and he's on to a new girl/girls. Like Hunter he doesn't exactly do relationships, it's more of a physical thing and he is not afraid to show you off if you go out. He knows what he wants and that may come across as arrogant or asshole like from time to time but he really doesn't give a shit about what people think. Anyway, so Levi here can be a Miami native and comes back to the city when he isn't off travelling, or he bought a place out here as a get away whether it's recently or he's had it for a while. So, him and Hunter meet and she becomes one of his little arm candy girls but he ends up keeping her around. She becomes his favourite and the fact that she doesn't expect a relationship only adds to it. Anyway, she ends up going on these lovely little getaways with him and his friends. We can see what happens from there, i don't have any set in stone plans because i love seeing how things go through threading and this idea sounds rather fun. So, if you are interested and want to talk about it just shoot me a line and we'll figure it out!

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