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And you. You’re going to fix this.
And you don't need someone waiting on you.
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Oh, stop being a baby. I’ve been taking care of you since Saturday night. No one is going to fix this but you.
And you. You’re going to fix this.
And you don't need someone waiting on you.
Barely healed and they want me to sleep in a tent. Great. Who wants to take care of my sad ass all weekend?
Oh, stop being a baby. I've been taking care of you since Saturday night. No one is going to fix this but you.
Text: I'm never in a good headspace anymore. But this is real. Take it or leave it.
Text: Leaving it. Open the door.
Text: I'm going to claim you.
Text: Dalton...you're not in a good head space. Just let me come take care of you.
Text: That's a yes, right? Please be a yes.
Text: That's a we're not going to the blocks. I'm coming over, okay?
TL PM: Well, I don't know about perfect but I like to think I know what makes people feel good. Plus, I know that's what I need when I need some easy chill time.
TL PM: Haven't had chill time in too long.
Text: What are you doing this weekend? I don't have any visitors.
Text: Taking care of Dalton, mostly. Your fam not coming out?
Text: When I finally fucking heal from this bullshit of a week, I'm getting the fuck out of here. Come with me.
Text: Dalton.
Text: How is my favorite blonde?
Text: Better. When are we hanging out?
TL PM: Good! Because you're getting a dose of both for girl time.
TL PM: Have I ever told you that you’re perfect? Because you’re perfect.
Text: Hope you're doing well, Addy.
Text: Hey you.
PM: What are your thoughts on cupcakes and puppies?
PM: Love and love.
Are you worried Chase will be sent to the blocks?
He won't be. He's too good of a guy to not find someone.