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Post by Fabian Carter Michaels on Jun 9, 2015 17:21:55 GMT -5
  Fabian hadn't always been the guy the people of New York saw slinging drinks behind the bar at O'Malley's, talking sports with the guys and flashing his flirtiest smile to the girls in the hopes of gaining a few extra dollars in tips at the end of the night. Once upon a time, he'd been a quiet guy, caring for not much more than providing a little something extra for his little sister. He worked his ass off at a part time job whilst still keeping his grades at an A level. He refused to get anything below what he knew he could achieve and his name hadn't ever been written off the Honor Roll. He was at the top of his class when he'd left Pittsburgh behind and he didn't want to go back to that guy ever again. New York had been his fresh start, even when he'd wanted to stay back until Hailey was free of their family home as well. A little part of him had hoped she would decide on a college in New York and move in with him but he wasn't displeased to hear she'd gotten a full ride scholarship to UCLA. It might not have been Ivy League but it was a top school in the country and Fabian couldn't have been more proud of his baby sister.
She reminded him every time she sent him a message why he had changed his ways. Neither of them were home now and neither would probably ever return because it had been too much of a shit show in the worst ways possible. Fists might not have flown but words certainly did and that was more than enough for the siblings. His childhood was a small reason why he'd gotten himself a job at a bar, he could let his temper loose a little bit when someone got a little too handsy or a little too belligerent. Stirling usually stepped in to help him out, or Ripper when it got a little worse than a single person escort out. No one could say the group at O'Malley's didn't treat each other like family with how they all seemed to spring into action if one of them so much as looked like they were outnumbered. He felt the same way about the group he lived with too. He might have joined the house in an attempt to change who he was but at least that leap of faith paid off and worked out for him.
Without Will and Zander and now Henderson, Fabian wasn't sure if he would be as open as he was these days. They pushed him out when he would have rather he stayed in. Like tonight when it was supposed to be his night off, he was at O’Malley’s with the group of them because Zander did some photo shoot or some such thing and they were celebrating him landing the job or something. Honestly, Fabian didn’t have a clue and he really didn’t need one. It meant they were all out as a group to drink until Perri, Sammy or Stirling kicked them out. He supposed it was a good thing really that they’d gone to O’Malley’s. At least his paycheck was going back exactly where it had come from! “Perri! Can I get another round?” Fabian called knowing when she wasn’t with another customer, she’d get started on their usual drinks. It was just a matter of standing at the bar and waiting until they were poured and handed over. If he hadn’t been told by the blonde herself that she didn’t want to see him behind the bar, he wouldn’t have bothered her with the order but would have done it himself.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 21:33:32 GMT -5
"A little more to the left...Now put your arms around her...Good, good."
Reggie kept spouting off instructions while looking through her camera lense. Today, she had gotten a gig at a wedding. It was a pretty large wedding, and she was ecstatic that she had gotten picked to be their photographer, seeing as she wasn't extremely established in New York. She was thankful to whoever it was that helped her get this job. It was coming with a nice paycheck, and she really needed it. After the seven hours of snapping pictures left and right, she was free to go. She had to go home and edit the photos, but she had more than enough time to do it this week. Tonight, she needed to let loose a little and have some fun.
She made her way to O'malleys, headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up. She blotted her face, making the shine disappear. After that, she applied a little more powder to her face, and then she added more dark red lipstick to her full lips. She smacked her lips together, putting the cap back on before shoving the tube into her small clutch. She walked back into the bar, sitting down on the bar stool, ordering a beer. She got it in a bottle, not really liking tap. She hated how watered down it always was. She was halfway done with her first one when Fabian walked over. She listened to him speak, then she placed her bottle on the counter in front of her, crossing one leg over the other.
She looked over at him, tilting her head to the side just a little bit. She had never seen this man before, and she was kind of sorry she hadn't. He was nice to look at, and that's when she decided she was going to spend her night with him, whether that be just drinking in the bar or more. Her big, blue eyes quickly looked over at the group of guys he was with before looking back at the man in front of her. She looked at the blonde waitress, placing her credit card on the counter.
"Put their drinks on my card."
She told her, looking at Fabian again.
"Hi, I'm Reggie."
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Post by Fabian Carter Michaels on Jul 23, 2015 15:43:23 GMT -5
Fabian was one of the lucky ones. He’d found friends when he’d moved to New York, he’d found a family there. One that actually gave a damn about him. There had been love in his childhood home but it wasn’t always obvious. In fact most of the love and care in that house had been between him and his sister. They took care of one another when it seemed like the rest of the world checked out. But then New York and everyone came into his life and Fabian knew what it meant to have a real family. It might have been foolish and stupid but the crew at O’Malley’s and Zander, Will and even Henderson were the family members he’d been waiting for. He didn’t want it to end even though he knew plans could never be set in stone until they were already happening.
Fabian really didn’t know what he would do when school came to an end and they all had to go their separate ways. He wanted to keep in touch with them all but he wasn’t naive either; people moved on. They all knew though that they had a friend for as long as they wanted or needed in him. And if his plans for life worked out the way he wanted them to, the group had a good excuse to travel the world; to find him wherever he was. Will would probably love that. She needed to see the world, at least Fabian thought so. And Zander well, the model could travel anyway for work but it would be fun to meet up in Europe somewhere to party in another club, in another country. It could be something epic. Henderson was the wild card, the quiet one, so Fabian honestly didn’t know if he would accept an invitation like that but it would be out there for him when the time came.
O’Malley’s wasn’t overly busy but there were enough faces to have Perri with a line. Fabian felt really bad for adding four more to that instead of being behind the bar, helping her out. But it was his night off and Perri had already threatened his life when they’d first walked in. If she needed help, he knew Avery was in the back there and Stirling and if even after all that, they needed him, they knew what table he’d claimed for the night. When Fabian wasn’t working, he was clueless. He could admit it. He didn’t see anything around him unless he was behind the bar. He usually found himself being told that some girl was checking him out through Will, who thought it was hilarious he was so oblivious. But he saw everything when he was behind the bar, every look, every wink, every bitten lip intended for him but on the patron side, he was blind. So he didn’t notice the woman throw her credit card down until she spoke up and he looked up and over at her. It was pretty rare to have a woman offer to pay for drinks unless it was Will, who was really one of the guys and therefore didn’t count when it came to drinks and turns. “Fabian. Pleasure, Reggie.” He said, stepping just a little bit closer to the beautiful brunette.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 21:13:01 GMT -5
She was also really good at leaving people without notice. Reggie had only really had one real relationship (friendship or otherwise) in her life. That had been with Apollo, her ex-boyfriend. She had found something very special in him that she hadn't with other people, yet things didn't work out with him in the end. Her and her siblings had never been close, and she hadn't even heard from them in a few months. Her and her parents had never been close either. The only person she talked to on a regular basis right now was Kensi, and she just hoped Kensi didn't leave her life, though she was a little scared about that because the two girls were so similar. But she didn't mind how her life was going, relationship wise. She was content with only talking to a few people on a regular basis for the rest of her life.
When Fabian introduced himself, she slid off the bar stool, standing up closer to him. She grinned up at him, setting her drink on the counter beside her.
"Why don't you invite me to hang out with you for a little bit, Fabian. I think it could be a lot of fun."
She told him, biting her bottom lip slightly.
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Post by Fabian Carter Michaels on Sept 8, 2015 18:04:29 GMT -5
Fabian wasn’t in a place to say he was ready for anything overly serious in his life. He was young and still in school. He had plenty of time to figure out what the hell he wanted from life to start worrying about it now. And even after he was finished school and out in the world, making a name for himself, there was still time to be a twenty something year old, hot blooded man. He was by no means innocent and though he was not as much of a bad boy as his appearance seemed to lead people to think he was, he was hardly a badass either. Fabian was caught in the middle of who he used to be and who he was still trying to figure out. It was difficult trying to establish who you were when your entire life was spent trying your hardest to be someone you just really weren’t.
He was trying though and that was what mattered. He didn’t know if his sister would be able to recognise him or not or maybe she would see him and say she finally saw the real him. It was a toss up what she would do but she was in California not New York so he could get away with a hell of a lot more than if his baby sister was around, watching with those big, all seeing eyes of hers. “You want to join the rowdy bunch at the table?” Fabian asked, raising his brow. There were few who admitted to wanting to hang out with the housemates when they were all together. It was usually a mess waiting to happen but it was also never a dull time either. “Perri, can you send theirs over?” He asked, seeing the blonde nod her head from the other of his eyes, adding a knowing smirk to her features. He would pointedly ignore that during his next shift when she would question him about this night. “I’d much rather stay here.” He said, leaning towards Reggie with a smirk. "What are you doing in the city, Reggie?" He asked, curious about the brunette. He wanted to get to know her a little better first, especially if she was dead set on going over to his table of housemates. They were a ruthless group and wouldn't care that they didn't know her, they'd still tear her down if they didn't like something.
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