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addison locks. twenty one. i just want you to focus on my love.

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AEDAN: YO DO YOU WANNA GO SEE THE PIRTE GRAVES AND THE MONASTERIES WITH ME THIS AFTERNOON

AEDAN: WAIT WRONG PERSON BTU YOU'RE STILL INVTEID

AEDAN: FUCK I MEAN INVITED

AEDAN: SORRY I'M REALLY EXCITED

ADDISON: I WOULD LOVEEEE THAT!!!

ADDISON: are u sure i wont be intruding?!

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linkomaley‌:

“You’ve heard of dangerously oversized erasers, children across the world being dragged away from their tiny, malicious toys –– now, get ready for..” his fingers drum against the table, suspenseful, before the object is pulled from his bag and placed before them. “A reptile shaped taser!” he presents with a dramatic amount of pride. With the excitement, he presses one of the buttons, and what happens? Absolutely nothing. “Okay, it’s not real. But if you compliment this purchase I might not cry for the rest of the day.” 

Addison listened, waiting to see what the boy was going to show her. Her eyes widened when he started to drum his fingers against the table, and once she saw what it was, a small gasp. “Whoa!” she said excitedly. “That’s pretty cool.” She watched as he tried to make it work and giggled when nothing really happened. “To be honest, I’m glad it’s not real. Tasers? Freak me out. I’m a pepper spray kinda girl myself. But  -- but! It’s very cool.”

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cindywoodrow‌:

“okay, that is so mean.” cindy pouted. “don’t remind me that my name is for old ladies, cleaning ladies and whores, please. wait, not saying you’re aunt is any of those just like… that is what cindy reminds people of.” she said with a shrug before she shivered and looked up at addison. she smiled. “sunny, i’m cold. come be my blanket?” she asked, holding her arms open and up. she always did this and honestly, it was more about being close to addison than being cold - more so than she wanted to admit.

addison’s jaw dropped with laughter as cindy talked about her name. “no -- no. i get where you’re coming from. my aunt would take no offense and might even agree with you,” she said with a nod. addison’s eyebrows raised as she heard her nickname and a smile appeared almost instantly when she heard the request. “but of course!” the girl agreed, and went over to cindy and got situated into her arms. running her fingers along cindy’s arms, she asked, “so besides all that exciting baby stuff, how was the rest of your day?”

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samscnbker‌:

“Oh, that’s a saying huh?” he asks, a perfectly full judgmental brow raising closer to his hair line as he reaches out to take the wine bottle from her and going to open it barehanded, “know full well that i’m just here for snacks and alcohol. the stars a large and far away and make for existential crisises.” he teases, the cork coming off with a pop.

“Now it is!” Addison giggled, tucking some hair behind her ear. “Hey, that’s fine and perfectly valid. Wine and snacks are what get me to most parties.” The girl watched as he opened the bottle and was pretty impressed. “Mr. Strong over here, huh?”

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cindywoodrow‌:

cindy grinned.·“they are very excited. we all are!” she told her, just over the moon with the prospect of having alittle baby to dress and have fun with, but hand over when they pooped or cried.·“wow, you gave up easily, trying to help me.” cindy nagged and let herself fall down on the couch.·“what about Bunny? or Cin? That would be very edgy… help me, addison. I don’t want to be Aunt Cindy. I sound fifty years old, at least.”

addison smiled back at cindy, happy that she was so ecstatic about the whole ordeal. “i’m sorry!” the girl exclaimed, trying to rack her brain to think of something that would be fitting for the other. “bunny is very cute! aunt bunny! i can see it now. but yeah -- aunt cindy probably isn’t the way to go seeing that i have an aunt cindy that is actually nearing her sixties, so.” she said with a giggle. 

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loupacini‌:

lou sighed. “incels means involuntarily celibate. it’s just a bunch of cismen crying about women not wanting to sleep with them, while they trashtalk every single woman on this planet. then turn around and blame all women. they’re really nuts and to be honest, them on a toxicology forum is dangerous. we talk about poison and parts of that group have done like, terroristic acts. i mean… it just freaks me out. reddit blocked their main hang out, but now they’re just all over. i also don’t want to fight with them, because again - they’re insane.” they explained, as they sighed and closed their phone. “sorry, it’s just, i have a wife and two daughters - and even if i didn’t, i’d still be pissed - but the idea that these people are out there, just pisses me off.”

a small gasp escaped from addison’s lips, not happy about hearing what an incel was. “oh my,” she said gently. “that’s so ... messed up. i can see why it angers you. but it probably won’t do you any good to argue with them. they seem ... pretty set in their mindset.” addison shook her head, taking a deep breath. “i hope i never encounter one in real life. and please! no need to apologize, it’s very upsetting people think that.”

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lottie: hhhhmmmmmmm idm surprise me, i like all

lottie: crying just ruins mascara and wastes time

addison: oh perfect! i'll get quite a few options :)

addison: maybe don't wear mascara if you know you're gonna cry? but yeah crying isn't the most fun :P

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lottie: that'd be great actually...

lottie: yeaaaah but being sad isn't fun

addison: say no more!!! what kind (kinds??) would you like?

addison: i know :( but you gotta let all your feelings out and you cant repress them

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loupacini‌:

lou frowned at their phone, looking on reddit and already wanting to throw their phone away because of all the bullshit that was on there. “honestly, these incel people. have they tried just being nice to women and not treating them like women owe them something? also, why are they on a toxicology reddit? that freaks me out, because they’re insane.” he rambled on to the person that had made the mistake of sitting next to him on a park bench. he looked at them. “do you get them? because i sure don’t.”

addison furrowed her eyebrows as the other went on a mini rant about something she had never even heard of. “i’m sorry -- these what people? i don’t think i’ve ever heard that term before,” she admitted. “although, being nice to women is something i can get behind. i assume these i-incels? don’t do that. i’m already not a fan.”  

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brvdyjensen‌:

Arms flailing wildly by his side, Brady did a little spin as he made his way into the front door of the Lockwood party, combat boots scuffing against the wood floor as he exuded the energy of someone who just downed an energy drink. Or two. He shook his carton of cigarettes up in the air, catching the lucky one that fell loose with his lips, not even noticing the eyes he’d caught with his rather showy entrance. Just as he was about to pull out his lighter his eyes lit up as he saw someone he knew, or really who he thought he knew, wasting no time in running up behind them to throw a leather jacketed arm around their shoulders. “God, is this party boring or what?” He whined despite the fact that he hadn’t been their long enough to even make that assumption. “Is it hot in here or is it just me? Probably just me.”

Free booze? With lots of her peers there? That’s never something Addison would miss out on. She enjoyed herself at parties, so she was a frequent party goer in the Lockwood scene. With a cup in hand, Addison watched as the other people interacted with one another. Soon after, she felt an arm around her shoulder. Looking to the side and slightly upwards, she saw a familiar face. “Well, hello Brady!” she greeted him with a smile. “It’s not the most entertaining, I’ll give you that, but I wouldn’t say it’s boring.” She couldn’t help but giggle as he complained about the temperature. “What do you expect? It’s August and you’re wearing a leather jacket, you goof. It’s definitely just you,” she informed him, nudging him slightly.

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lottie: best way if there is any to make being single less sad?

lottie: because i'm very close to going out and buying a cat.

addison: want some ice cream? i can go out and buy you some!!

addison: i think you have to allow yourself to be sad for a little bit, you know?

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morticiapacini‌:

“okay, first of all — i never seem interested in anything because i have this thing where it’s hard to show emotion and expression, so i have chronic resting bitch face all the time no matter what. second, if i wasn’t gonna stay i would have already left. you’re reading way too much into it and you don’t know me as a person, so stop assuming shit unless i actually do it,” she said, ending her monotone rant with a sigh. 

“you can’t just expect a person to know that.” addison replied, trying to be as polite as possible. “therefore, i’m left to assume. so -- i’m still confused. would you like to look at stars or no? with water, of course.”

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cindywoodrow‌:

cindy beamed. “no, they want it to be a surprise and just a little correction, they don’t want to know the sex. the baby’s gender will become clear as they get older.” she said with a teasing smile. “am i considered woke now? i don’t know.” she told her with a grin. “but in a few short weeks, i will be a godmother. can you imagine?” she asked with the biggest grin. “i mean it sounds old and i need a cute nickname for myself, for what they’ll call me but other than that, i’m pumped.”

“oh -- right! i’m sorry, of course. the sex. silly me. but that’s awesome! they must be so excited.” addison started to blush, embarrassed of the mistake she made. “that was pretty woke of you, cindy. i must say. educating me and all that fun stuff.” she giggled. “aw, i’m happy for you! you’ll be a great godmother, for sure. and i’m sure you’ll think of something fantastic for a name. i’m not that creative to think of anything.”