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Florian Edwards

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Law Encofrcement and Firefighting

your-personal-melody:

She noticed cuts on his wrist from the band. Melody forgot that she had just met the guy and walked over to him. Gently she grabbed his wrist. “Are you okay?” Her concern filled eyes went from his wrist to his eyes.

Florian frowned somewhat when she took his wrist, not used to interactions with women like this. He looked down at his wrist and then back at her, “I’m fine.” He said, as if it were obvious that nothing was wrong.

your-personal-melody:

Her eyes went down to the rubber band. “Be careful. You don’t want to hurt yourself.”

"Don’t I?" He asked, hardly making the phrase sound like a question, raising an eyebrow to look at her. There were actually cuts on his wrist from smacking the band over and over, but he didn’t care, it kept him calm.

your-personal-melody:

"Oh… then I am sorry…" She didn’t seem scared at him anymore. "I wish it was. You seemed like you really needed it."

"It’s fine," he said, flicking hard at the rubber band on his wrist.

littleredaria:

She rolled her eyes. “Well then… Sucks to suck.”

Florian snorted, no humour in his tone, “That doesn’t even make sense.” He muttered something under his breath and left the room, shaking his head.

your-personal-melody:

"S-Sorry if I upset you…" She saw he started to move. Melody called out, "I-I kinda got the last one from it… It’s n-not open… You can have it…"

Jerry turned back to look at her for a moment, his eyes flicking down at the drink, “It’s not the right one.” He said simply, shaking his head.

your-personal-melody:

suit—yourself:

Florian clenched his jaw. Taking a deep breath, he replied, “Sorry I scared you.”

"I-It’s fine… I-I get scared pretty easily…" Her amber eyes looked up into his.

His jaw was starting to ache and he nodded, moving past her.

littleredaria:

suit—yourself:

littleredaria:

suit—yourself:

[trying his best not to get angry, his jaw clenched] Why are all the damn vending machine’s out? 

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Have you tried hitting it…? It usually works for me..

Looking up, Florian could have growled. The little Anderson was as frustrating as they came and now she was standing right in front of him, “Doesn’t work.” He said simply.

"Well then.." She rolled her eyes a little. "Looks like you’re out of luck."

"No shit." He said, glaring at her.

scamperingscottybart:

suit—yourself:

[trying his best not to get angry, his jaw clenched] Why are all the damn vending machine’s out? 

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[glances over with a sheepish smile, holding a can of soda] Er, sorry. You can have mine? 

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[blinks, thinking it’s Jerry until he checks for the mole on his neck] Oh. You’re Florian. 

[practically glares at the boy] Do I know you?

moecd:

suit—yourself:

Just as she mentioned breaking the band, it snapped and Florian cursed. He pulled out another band from his pocket and slipped it on.

Moe jumped slightly as the band broke. It looked to her like it hurt. “Oh, umm. You okay?”

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"Perfect," he said, void of emotion as large red welts began to form on his wrist from the band. He moved past Moe and toward the exit.