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noelle cook, 32, yoga instructor.
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Noelle had been a little more stressed out than usual, so she headed down to the shelter after her last yoga class of the day, not really caring how sweaty she looked. That was obviously a mistake when she glanced over at the opening door and saw the man walking in. She made a quick attempt to fix her hair, deciding to just leave it before addressing him as he walked past her. “Looking for a pet?” Duh. Obviously. Good one, Noelle.
Chris knew his career kept him busy but when he would get home, it was lonely. He had thought about getting a dog before and knew he wanted to rescue one from a local animal shelter, He heard about Top to Tail so he decided to go just to look for now. It was a big decision to take in a pet. Chris walked in to the shelter to the echoes of the dogs going crazy at someone new and the slight meows of the cats. He started to walk by and stop at the kennels to see what breeds there were.
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followingmrwatkins:
“ I don’t watch that crap, I have enough of that shit in my personal life, so why the hell would I want to sit down and watch it happen on other peoples?” He asked as he looked at her lifting an eyebrow.
“Because it’s... fun? You’ll see that when you pull the giant stick out of your ass.” She said with a chuckle, wondering what was taking her food so long.
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carclarke:
“Yes!” Luca snapped, grinning wide at the woman. “I like what you’re bringin’ to the table, lady.” He didn’t frequent restaurants that didn’t sell meat often, and for good reason, but if more people were like the brunette then he’d have to rethink his stance. “Don’t know what that is,” the Australian replied honestly, still smiling, “I’m gonna take a wild guess and—Milky Turtle Visions. Which, then I can say I’ve wasted a lot of time on milky turtles.” He sipped on his smoothie, still waiting on his food. “Does this MTV often suck time outta your day? If so, think you might have a little problem. Not like my Milky Turtles, I’ve got that under wraps.”
“Milky Turtle Visions?” She laughed, shaking her head. “No, no, no. It’s Music Television... I think.” She stepped closer to him, a wide smile on her face as she replied to him, not sure if he was kidding or not. “It doesn’t necessarily suck time out of my day, no, but if I have free time, I’m definitely watching Are You The One? or something good.” She explained, shaking her head again as she laughed a little more. “Milky Turtles. What does that even mean?”
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dolcedarlings:
Dolce was at the cafe on her computer trying to work on some concept designs for her new stores that she was planning on opening sometime soon. She always came to this cafe because it had this corner that she basically owned, it was in the corner and it was relatively hidden but there was this commotion going on at the counter that was just killing her motivation and muse and she had to say something; “Hey! Excuse me, can you shut the fuck up like seriously?”
Noelle looked over at the woman, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. If she was doing something that important, she could’ve done it at home. “Uh, no...? Can you calm the fuck down, like seriously? You’re in public, relax.”
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followingmrwatkins:
Mackenzie was sat enjoying his late lunch at the Garden Grill after a busy for hours doing some interview for a local newspaper. He’d been up since the early hours so was really enjoying the fact that it was now all over and he could do what he wanted for the rest of the day. “ Nope, I have better things to do.” He replied as he bites in his wrap looking at her.
She made a face, rolling her eyes. “Right, way better things to do.” She repeated, mocking him a little. “I mean, if you can’t honestly say that sometimes you watch a shitty reality TV show to unwind, you’re lying to both of us.”
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Alannah laughed “ She name was going to be Georgie but she acted like a Diva from the moment I first saw her in the shelter so Georgie became Diva”
“If I ever meet her, I’m definitely calling her Georgie. Way more dignified.” She said with a grin.
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Noelle walked down to Garden Grill, waiting in line for a bit before smiling at the person behind the counter. “Hey, I need... absolutely anything that will boost my energy because I’ve been watching trashy reality television all day and I’ve lost all contact with reality.” She told the poor employee, smiling widely when they recommended a wrap and a smoothie that might boost her energy. “I’ll totally have that. Thank you.” She said, paying and then walking over to wait for her order, smiling over at the person next to her. “You ever wasted quality time on MTV?”
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Noelle laughed a bit, almost wanting to offer him the extra room in her house. “I’m sorry, you need to go back to the Satan thing. How did that even come up?” She asked, laughing a little more. “I mean... you don’t seem that evil.”
“It’s safe to say that my hunt for a new roommate is going well. Today I met two guys. One who I was getting along rather well with until he called me Satan and another who would only eat and drink anything that started with the letter K. If there’s any normal people who need a place, I beg you hit me up ASAP. I’m tempted to move back in with my parents at this rate.”
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Noelle had been completely out of it, her mind on about a million other things when she heard him ask for her to hold the elevator. The words processed when it was almost too late and she was just glad that he made it to the door before the doors closed. “Hi, sorry... sorry about that.” She told him, offering an apologetic smile. “I was so zoned out, you won’t even believe.”
”Whoa, hey, hold the elevator!” Dean shouted. He was probably too far away for the other to hear him, but he didn’t let that stop him from jogging to catch it before the doors closed. It was probably a stupid decision to stick his hand between the almost-closed elevator doors–he couldn’t afford to injure his hands–but it worked, and the doors began to open again. He gave a sigh of relief as he stepped in. Could he have taken the stairs? Yeah, sure, but he had been running around all day and decided to treat himself to a short elevator ride down instead. “Hey,” Dean offered a welcoming smile to the other in the elevator with him.
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Noelle raised an eyebrow. “So... you seriously named your dog ‘Diva’? God, are you Paris Hilton or something?” She teased, laughing a little bit to show that she was only kidding.
“ Diva really needs to stop being such a Diva, I have had to upgrade to a more expensive dog food because she won’t eat the one I got her last week, and she refuses to sleep in her bed because the stuffing his exposed… Thank god Frankie is so relaxed.
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Noelle noticed the woman reading and she had honestly approached her to ask what she was reading that was that intriguing, but a smirk grew on her face when she realized that the woman was reading something that didn’t belong to her. She sat down next to her, leaning over to see what it was. “Are we reading someone’s diary?”
Privacy was privacy, of course–even Marley knew to respect other people’s, but upon sitting down at a table outside Cuppa Joe’s, and discovering a journal left behind, she hadn’t been able to keep herself from reaching for it. To look for a name, she told herself, truly wanting to reunite it to it’s owner, if possible…but when no name was located and words practically jumped off the page at her? Well, she’d become engrossed rather quickly, going through half the pages before she was suddenly aware of someone’s presence over her. Eyes flicking upwards, a look of guilt crossed her features, offering the other a half-smile. “…I don’t suppose this is yours now, is it.”
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noelle anastasia cook
so basically i don’t know what i’m about to say bc ya girl is wine drunk but i NEEDED to play anna kendrick so here’s some bullshit bio i’m making up right. fucking. now.
so anastasia was definitely a theater geek in hs
she probably has like 2 brothers she never talks to or sees anymore
i’m gonna say she grew up in staten island??? no reason it just seems soooo her
everyone always thought she would never get out but she did and never looked back
she definitely tried to live in the city (nyc) for a year but did NOT have enough money
maybe she’s been married once because she wanted to mooch off of someone’s money so like
she believes in the whole idea of marriage it just wasnt like that for her
and then when her husband wanted kids she was like oh no.... this isn’t for me! and dipped
ooh maybe she’s still technically married because she never signed the divorce papers??? this just got to be tea
but now she’s a yoga teacher and trying to appear overly calm even though she DEFINITELY is an anxious little bean because she always feels like her technical hubby is gonna appear
i’m gonna make that a wanted connection later
yeah so basically she’s teaching yoga to be fake calm and she’s probably gonna end up being a little hoey because it’s ME
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