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10/15/14- 7:45am
V1: This is Ark Station, the only radio station you need to listen to. Now I am Finn of the Finn and Clarke Morning show. Where we talk about how dreadfully singly my cohost is and how she downs her self in drinking
V2: Excuse me? A glass of wine with dinner is hardly drinking. And for your information I have a date tonight.
V1: Oh you do? Is he blind?
The girl listening to headphones giggles and smiles.
Reaching up and adjusting her purple beanie, continue to look out the window of the bus.
V2: Ha no, I know it is a shock but people do find me attractive. Some would even consider me hot.
V1: Maybe after a few drinks. Hell after four I am sure I would find you to be the beautiful girl in the room
10/15/14 – 8:07am
“Where’s my other shoe…..”
Not the weirdest thing for Bellamy Blake to wake up to on a Sunday, Morning. Rolling over in bed, Bellamy pulled the pillow over his head.
“You know, most people use Sundays to sleep in and have lazy morning sex, not look for a running shoe.”
“Well, Bell, most people are not training for a marathon. “ The red haired girl replied, smirking at him. “You know, you could come with me. Early bird gets the worm right?”
“Mel, See I would love to but I have this thing about getting out of bed before noon. Plus I don’t have to work till 4’ocklock.” Bellamy replied, sitting up on his elbows.
“You know, I think you are the laziest I have ever met” Mell, smirked to him, slipping on the shoe she finally found.
“Its not being lazy, is a perk of the job and owning my own business. Get to choose my hours”
“I don’t think that’s what your dad meant when he gave you the building. For you to open a bar and sleep all day”
“Mhmmm I really don’t care what he meant. My job, awesome.” Bellamy Smirked. “You know what else is awesome? If my sexy girl got back in bed.”
“Hmm I would love to but I have to get running. This ass doesn’t keep itself in shape. See you in a few hours? Maybe you can help me practice my…endurance?” Mel smiled sweaty at him before pecking him on the lips.
10/15/14- 8:15am
V1: So you are telling me that you don’t want kids?
V2: Kids are snotty, hard, make day drinking impossible. Plus there’s PTA and soccer games. I cannot pull of the mom haircut. Even I cannot make that look good
V1: Carke, you can’t make your current haircut look good.
V2: Why thanks Finn, you make me feel so warm and fuzzy inside. What about you? Let me guess, you want 6 kids that all are in matching clothes? Play sports? Oh don’t tell me, you already have a minivan?
V1: I won’t lie. I want kids. Maybe not 6 but yeah, someone I can teach to hit on girls, or boys. You know I don’t judge.
V2: Ahh so you wanna make a minifinn?
V1:Maybe. I mean have you me? I am kinda awesome.
The girl on the bus smiled softly, watching a mom play with her baby. Reaching up she pulled the string singling the bus driver that she wants to get off.
10/15/14 8-30
“You know mornings are practically useless” Bellamy, walked shirtless out of his room into the main living space of the three bedroom loft above the bar.
“You are only mad because your hot runner girlfriend wouldn’t get back in bed” Miller, one of Bellamy roommate, sassed.
“Hmm you are just jealous that I am getting laid on a the daily.” Bellamy replied, pouring himself a strong cup of coffee.
“Or he’s jealous that your girlfriend can get you out of bed before noon, since hes been trying to do that since freshmen year of college.” Murphy, Bellamy other roommate said from his place on the couch. Bellamy smirks at him in agreement;
BUZZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ
“Murphy, go get that, it’s probably the beer dude.”
“Why do I have to get it?” Murphy sassed from his spot on the couch.
“Fine, I have to do everything myself.” Bellamy didn’t even bother putting on a shirt, when he headed down stairs.
“Hold up, Ill help” Murphy yelled, jumping up from the couch, following Bellamy down to the bar, with Miller right behind him.
“Murphy this place is a mess. What do I even pay you for?” Bellamy motioned to the bar that was littered with glasses and dirty plates.
BUZZZ BUZZZ BUZZZ BUZZ
“Calm your balls. I’m coming” Bellamy finally reached the front door. Opening the front door expecting to see a middle aged man with a lumberjack beard. What he got was a teen-aged girl in a purple beanie.
10/15/14- 8:40
Walking away from the bus stop the dark haired girl ended up in front of a rustic bar. Double checking the address in her not book, she let out a sigh. Hitting the buzzer a few times she waited for someone to come to the door. Impatiently.
After a few minutes she could hear voices inside but no one came to the door. She hit the buzzer again.
“Calm your balls. I’m coming” a male voice from inside shouted, right before the door opened. A 6 foot something shirtless man was standing in front of her. Shaggy hair, mostly unshaven face.
“Well you aren’t the beer guy” Shaggy haired guy leaned against the door handle, “What can I do for you girl-scout?”
“Umm, I’m looking for someone, the address says they live here.” The Dark haired girl said sassly.
“Who, I live here.” Shaggy haired asked.
“You live in a bar?”
“I live above my bar, not the point. Who you are looking for?” Bellamy asked irked.
“Umm Bellamy Blake?” The dark haired girl replied.
“I’m Bellamy Blake , who are you? Wanna sell me some girl scout cookies or something?”
“Your Bellamy Blake?” The dark haired girl scoffed.
“Whose at the door Bell?” Another voice yelled from inside the building.
“A girl scout!” Bellamy yelled back
“Oh get me some Thin Mints! Those are my favorite.”
“So, what do you need?”
“Oh, I need you to sign this!” She replied, pulling a piece of paper out of her bag.
“Whats it for?”
“Oh it’s a thing, to uh sign over your rights” She answered, shiftily.
“sign over my rights? To what?”
“To me. I’m Octavia,” She paused, noticing his blank look, she continued. “Your daughter?”
“My what?” Bellamy balked.