Aeliana | F | Stalker | Mentions; JB (dir), Stalkers (ind)

Aeliana narrowed her eyes at the bacon stealing demon. "Watch your mouth," She sighed. "Good morning JB."

She took the remaining slices of bacon out of the pan, rather recklessly for the danger of oil hissing at her, and safely onto a nice white ceramic plate with golden edges. Once that was done Aeliana quickly tossed a few extra slices into the pan. These ones would be for herself while the ones she just put on the plate could be freely taken by JB. She planned on cooking a little extra, four or five more slices, to take as treats for JB since it often worked to keep him around. Plus, in case he started a fight it was a decent idea to carry food around with her.

"You know, if you eat it all there won't be any left over for later." She said as she turned back to her housemate. "I don't understand how you can just go right back in like that after the grease burned you. It hurts like hell."

She could chat with him all day but she was getting more concerned about Alba's disappearance. Though they weren't friends, they had worked together more than once and it was a little odd for Alba to have not said anything after asking all the Stalkers to come together for a meeting. Usually he would follow up, check if everyone was still up for it and tell them he was ready and on his way but now there was just radio silence from him.

She sent a quick, short text saying 'Hey everyone, has anyone heard from Alba today? He's gone radio silent and we were supposed to meet. Starting to worry he's vanished into thin air.' before pocketing her phone in one of her various pant pockets. She could only hope that one of the other Stalkers had seen or heard from him.

"Have you heard from Alba, JB? I haven't heard from him," Aeliana picked up her own slice of now cooked bacon and munched on it before speaking again, 'cause she's polite. "Just wondering if you've gotten a text or something."

Mentions: Aeliana (dir) Bodhi, Alba, Stalkers (Ind)

JB huffed slightly at Aeliana's remark about his less-than-savoury language.
"Sorry," He mumbled, halfheartedly.

His eyes immediately fell to her taking the remaining bacon from the pan, all focus on the breakfast food. It took no time at all between her plating his share and him already tossing another piece into his mouth, fresh out of the pan hot be damned. He paused as she pointed out the should-be grease burn, shrugging slightly.

"'Dunno, guess I'm used to it," He responded with a shrug. And with his mouth still full. It was a wonder how she put up with him sometimes.
"And leftovers are-" Bullcrap "...stupid?" He said while reaching back on his plate. He patted it down, eyebrows furrowing as he touched empty cold ceramic. He looked down, bewilderment on his face. Oh- he must have finished his bacon already, bummer.

He was clearly preoccupied, in distress even, over this development. So much so that he jumped up slightly as his phone buzzed, nearly knocking the plate over in the process. He could've sworn he put the damn thing on silent. He quickly unlocked his phone. Actually, that's a lie, he fumbled with it, until he got to the Stalkers group chat.

He started reading it, mumbling the words to himself under his breath aloud when Aeliana began talking to him instead. He looked up at her like a deer in the headlights, blinking a moment as he tried to process anything she had just said.
"Huh?" Text- oh text!

Wait no that's a text from Aeliana.
"Nope, nothin' on my end," He replied. That was kind of weird, right? He had sort of just been depending on Aeliana to keep track of the meeting details, but she seemed upset by this.

"Let me reach out to someone else real quick," He added.
He went through the Stalkers group chat, picking someone at random to text. Ah- Bodhi! Bodhi who was Buddy in his phone. He'd fix that someday.

"HAV YOU HEARD FROPM ALBA"
"THIS IS JB :d"
":D"

Oh wait maybe he should ask how his morning has been-

"HOW HAS YOURE DAY BEEN"
":D"

Perfect.
"Just texted Bodhi so I dunno. Hopefully we get a response,"
He said shrugging, leaning on the counter again as he scratched his head. Leave it to one of these guys to go up and missing like this.
"So uh- where's the meetin'?"

Andreea Barlowe | F | Stalker | Location: Condo>>Park | Mentions: Collin (NPC), Group Chat, Nakai

The morning of a series of events that happened from the night before was the challenging part of the day. A blur for Andreea’s memory that would definitely cause a mild headache once she fully woke up. The sun was beaming through her windows as a wake up alarm instead of the one on her phone. She felt a stirring next to her and heard a deep sigh from a stranger that she does not recall. Andreea shook her head in absolute disgust from herself. Her bed was occupied with some half-wit that probably coaxed her to spend the night with her. She doesn't even know the person’s name or well if it’s male or female. She got up and looked down at her appearance seeing she was still wearing the clothes from last night. A cute dress that was light blue that now was wrinkled and had tattoo ink on it. The stirring behind her made her jump out of hesitation and she looked to see a male around her age. He was sleeping soundly and snuggled up in her comforters and fluffy purple blanket. How cute.. But absolutely disgusting. She slowly tiptoes around her bed trying not to wake the stranger to reach to the nightstand to find at least his wallet. The name of this tool was Collin Harley and it was time for Collin to leave. Before, Andreea made the decision to wake him up, her notification on her phone dinged. Alba,meeting, blah, blah reading to herself in her mind as looking into the group chat messages.

She typed out her text slowly and more trying to focus on the spelling from her lack of sleep and increasing headache arising.

Nope, I have not seen him. Heading to the park in 15 minutes. After I kick out this tool out of my bed.

She sighs, casting a look at Collin in annoyance and pitied the male. But that emotion started to melt away, that she needed to start getting ready. Andreea looked around for the male belongings that were only a sweatshirt and shoes. Andreea grabbed the items and inspected them to make sure that they were at least decent to wear back out to the streets. Andreea hurled the items of clothing at the young male’s head. She watched the male throw himself out of bed cursing at her in a disrespectful tone. Andrea spoke “Collin, right? I believe it’s best if you call yourself a cab and get out.” Collin looked astonished at Andreea’s words and actions. She crossed her arms looking at him up and down as he hurriedly got dressed. Collin spoke “I’m sorry, Andy. But maybe we can do this again sometime. We had a great time, I thought.”

Andrea nearly choked on a laugh when she heard him say that. Andrea says sweetly “I’ll have to think about that offer, darling. But get out. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out…” Andrea watched the guy push past her and hurriedly leave her place and listen to the door slam. She started dying laughter that she has been holding since she woke him up in a devilishly way. She spoke out loud “Never again, Collin.”

Andreea got dressed with her usual ripped jeans and a baggy Nirvana t-shirt of the album cover In Utero. Her hair was a mess that she simply put a messy bun in from the day before that slipped out. Andreea redid the messy bun and did not just secure it with 2 hair-ties, but three. She grabbed her phone, wallet, and keys from her nightstand as her essentials for the day and well her everyday life. Her jewelry was already on and definitely was not taken off for the night because she must have forgotten. She looked around for a pair of shoes in her closet. She has too many shoes, so she just slipped on a pair of white hey dudes.She rushed to the kitchen quickly as her time of departure was slowly arriving as she picked out a poptart for a little breakfast. And three tylenols that were quickly washed down with water to help relieve the throbbing pain in her head. Andreea grabbed a pair of shades to cover her eyes from the sun that would blind her and probably intensify the pain in her head. She glanced in the mirror before her exit. Damn I look like a wreck… Then she exited out of her condo to the park.

The park was surrounded by people and stands for food and coffee that made her stomach churn in disgust. Mostly, the poorly contaminant food that was touched by unwashed hands of nasty civilians that just wanted a bagel or donut for the days of work. She needed some caffeine, but not coffee. Coffee in her opinion was disgusting and unsatisfactory for her needs for something to keep her awake and alert. Her eyes saw Nakai in the distance to get an iced coffee, most likely if she could assume. Andreea quickened her pace and made her way cutting the lines of the people behind Nakai. Hearing their mumbles and angry grumbles, she apologized and said “Sorry, I was looking for my older brother.. He’s just ahead of you guys…I got lost..” She looked at their guilty faces with a scared expression. Her height helped her get out of stupid situations and she sure will use it for her advantage. She finally got to Nakai’s side and looked up at him. SHe then realized her very rough appearance and her getting some caffeine to drink. Not like her and Nakai was known for their blunt honesty. She held up her hand shaking her head before he could make a remark.

“Nakai, I know I look rough. Don’t ask questions that you don’t want the answer to. Anyways, Aelina is pretty much shooken up about Alba. Something isn’t right.. Not like him..”

(Starters are my arch-nemesis)

Nakai Mersey . Male . Stalker . Location: Coffee shop near the park . Mentioned: Andreea

Navigating the relatively empty streets, Nakai made his way towards the park, glancing at his phone every so often to make sure he was headed in the correct direction. Having to squint at this screen, the messages from the stalker group chat were all too easy to miss. Despite the few years he'd racked up in this city, he still struggled to navigate many parts of it - most of his wandering through the streets and back alleys was done less-than-sober after all.

As he neared the park, the heat of the day was partially drowned out by the trees and greenery, heat no longer being constantly reflected off the pitch tarmac. People seemed to be dotted about, some enjoying the heat, others heading towards wherever they could find the reprieve of aircon. Despite continuing to hear the buzz of his phone, he ignored it, already knowing his abysmal typing would be worsened by his inability to see the small screen in the daylight. Finally, he spied his goal location on the other side of the road - a quaint but still modern coffee shop. It had good reviews and he could already see the queue indoors; it was a small price to pay for good coffee.

The soft ring of the bell on the door and the rush of cool air was certainly a great relief and Nakai patiently joined the queue, finally deciding it was time to see what all the fuss was about on the group chat. Tucking his coat under his arm, he unlocked his phone and began to scroll, unsure who was who in the sea of unsaved numbers. 07842..something something something.. Just who was that again? Anyway, whoever the numbered stranger was, they were asking about Alba. Someone proactive... Aware and could type well - he guessed it must've been Aeliana. Sucking in a breath through his teeth, he pondered for a moment, usually, Alba was active on mornings like these when they were due to meet up. A frown beginning to tug at his features, he texted back.

[nope no sine of him mayb he slept in]

Not bothering to check for typos or spellcheck his message, he sent it, tucking his phone back into his pocket, just in time for *someone* to interrupt the holy grail that was queuing.

Jumping ahead in the queue was quite the cardinal sin for the Brit and his disapproval was apparent. About to comment on the behaviour and likely send Andreea right to the back of the queue, he stopped, noting her dishevelled appearance. Bags under the eyes, wrinkled clothes and messy hair - tell-tale signs of someone who had been out far too late last night. He clicked his tongue, shaking his head at the shorter woman. Queue jumping could be excused just this once.

"Little sister, eh?" He quizzed, shoving his hands in his pockets "Am I footing the bill for us both then? Mummy gave you no pocket money?" Nakai continued to tease lightly.

With a grin, he turned his head back to the queue and the people in front of him, the counter growing closer as each person was served. "No point asking questions I already know the answer to." he quipped, already able to guess the content of Andreea's night. Though at the mention of Alba, his gaze slinked back to her.

"Mmmm, hoping he's just slept in. Somethin's definitely off though."

Matt - M - Marked - location: Park, Mentions: none, open

Before he was even awake, Matthew could feel the uncomfortable cling and grab of his clothes on his skin. It was gonna be another hot one...

He wondered if it was even worth getting up to work in this miserable heat. But after the thought of running late on his orders he shot up in bed and pushed himself up. Steadying himself for a moment, he lazily dragged his hand around his bedside desk to grab his glasses. The blurry world around him disappeared as soon as he put the lenses on.

the dark basement apartment was lit by a single high window. Warped sunlight streamed in through the glass block window. The wavy light stretching out over the carpet left him lost still in his dreaming head for a moment before quickly getting dressed.

Yes… it was indeed very hot. And he now regretted his decision of clothing now that he was several blocks away from home and sweating.

“Just one cool breeze…thats not too much to ask for right?” He grumbled to himself adjusting his glasses that seemed to be determined to escape away from his nose and run away.

All he had to do was make it to the restaurant depot, pharmacy, and…and….
He took out a crumpled list from his pocked. Scrambled cursive listed a happy long list smiling- no, mocking back at him.

Matt grimaced at how far away some of these places were from each other. He would have to plan out his route carefully. Matthew didn't hate heat. But he sure as hell didn't love it. He missed winters cold biting winds he could easily bundle himself against.

But this heat. It made him want to sweat out of his skin. He guessed he was just more sensitive to it now. Soon he would need to bite the bullet and get a new practical wardrobe. But change never cane easy for him. His white button shirt and straight black slacks had always done him well.

Walking down a Main Street, he kept his head down. The few people he saw he didn't bother to nod or acknowledge besides glancing at their shoes going past. He stopped for a second. Staring into a shop window displaying mannequins in various fashionable poses showing off the clothing for sale.

“Linen.” He said to himself staring at a mannequins loose flowing pants. Supposedly a more breathable fabric. ‘Another time’ he brushed the thought away as he continued walking.

After hitting the restaurant depot and pharmacy, he somehow ended up empty handed. “Low on orders my ass!” He chattered to himself shaking his head a bit. The heat was getting to him. He just needed a rest. A moment to think somewhere that wasn’t cooking under his feet.

A park- he almost ran, picking up pace he wandered his way through the large park. Although there was tree abound with lush grass. He had one goal, the fountain. Matt strove over to a large ornate fountain. Fish jumping out of vases spat flowing water down into a large round basin. Oh what a sight!
By this point he was so hot he thought he'd loose an arm.

Striding over to the fountain side and sitting down on the cool carved stone. Dipping his arms into the smooth soothing water. And in seconds his temperature went down. He let out a guttural wheeze of relief.

What a great day this was turning out to be.