Wwyd lemme type
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-Arcadia-[OP]
04.09.2020 00:54
Link-Arcadia-[OP]
04.09.2020 00:58
LinkSo you're oc was at a bar doing whatever and had gotten into a small heated argument with James who was bartending
Once you two had finished, a bit after that, James was getting your oc a drink
Instead of handing the bottle to you're oc, he more of just nudged it on the counter and the bottle tipped, the alcohol spilled on you're ocs lap and part of their shirt
The bottle didn't roll off though
James let out an amused huff but kept a straight face saying, "Oops-" then grinned
Wwyd
Lemme get a ref and use a Damn oc
-Arcadia-[OP]
04.09.2020 00:58
LinkJames Miller
Straight
Grumpy army boye
She growled. "You're a jerk." She looked down at her shirt. "Do you have any napkins?"
"I feel like others would agree if you treat them like you are treating me right now." She wiped herself off some.
She groaned. "Can I please have a napkin or a washcloth or SOMETHING?"
"YOU SON OF A GOD DAMN-" Her eyes started glowing red and she took a deep breath. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
She stood up. "THAT'S IT." She stormed off towards the bathroom, went in, and slammed the door.
She came out after about five minutes, still wiping off her shirt. "Now it looks like I peed myself or something..."
She went over to the counter and smiled sweetly. "May I please speak to your manager?"
She rolled her eyes. "Then your co-workers must be three year olds. Actually, a three year old would be more mature than you, so scratch that."
"I don't actually care how old you are. Anyone would still be more mature than you, considering the fact that you purposely spilled at drink on me." She crossed her arms.
"Its nothing" the tube in his mechanical arm turned orange and he slides his hand over his wet clothes and they dried up. The tubes then went back to their usual blue colour
I know its a q and a thing, but it has my oc ref.
*She glares at him, shocked* "What the hell is wrong with you!?" *she storms away, and pulls her tip off of the counter that she was going to leave for him*
Caramel looks back and flips him of while walking, her brand new white shirt covered in drink*
just as he looked away and thought that she left, the threw a metal cased lipstick at the back of his head, and left* "that will teach him-" she mumbles
She texted her friend that was there still drinking, to tell him the he did it to himself, and he was the one being a ******
Animator: oh for ****s sake- *they stared down at their lap before looking up at him, they usually werenât one for language but they didnât care*
Animator: what? youâve been acting pissy since our little argument! *they angrily stood up*
Animator: thanks. *they started cleaning themself up, not sounding very happy*
