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@annanash
It’s against the law. You people are funny about your laws.
dangraceful:
“It’s not – Well, whatever it’s a sexy SUV okay? Fuck you,” Daniel shook his head, laughing. “How you gonna roast my car when she’s not even here to defend herself? Damn dirty.” He pulled into her driveway, clicking the garage door opener as he did. How did she know what he was thinking about the guard without him even saying anything? He looked over at her, a little smirk on his face as she kissed him. “It’s weird how you can do that, but okay,” He chuckled a little as he got out of the car. “Tired of what? Kissing me? Lame,” he tossed the keys over to her. “Don’t get all mushy on me Bels, call me a piece of shit like you always do and let me fuck you while you do it.”
“How does a car defend itself?” She continued to tease. “Hey, fuck you. You can still be a piece of shit and have the best lips in New Quintion. Which you are. And you do.” She laughed, stepping out of the car. “And by the way, I’m a psychic. That’s how I knew. I know everything you’re thinking, at all times. So don’t try me.” She tried to say with a straight face as she wiggled her fingers in an attempt to be ominous. Walking around to the other side of the car, she smiled and closed the little space between the two. “Now, are you going to fix my car or should we tend to some other matters first?” She asked, her eyes meeting his while she played with his belt, tugging on it a bit. “I’m wearing your favorite piece.”
dixoncalloway:
Dixon sighs and decides to trust her because honestly? Is there any chance he’d feel more disgusting than he does now? Unlikely. He takes the whole drink in one sip and scrunches his nose. “Jesus, that’s disgusting.” He laughs a little. “Thanks I guess. What kind of fruit do you have in mind and yes please to the other little extra helper.”
“Oh, yeah. It’s fucking horrible.” Annabel mumbled with a blunt between her lips as she lit it. After she took a hit, she passed it to Dixon and hopped up off the counter to open the fridge. “We’ve got mango, highly recommended.. uh... watermelon, strawberries, blueberries... Fuck, you want me to just make some smoothies? Everything’s in here.”
wilsonjonah:
She shook her head and couldn’t help but laugh slightly. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. As surprising as that sounds,” Jonah put her phone in her back pocket. All the sounds and vibrations reminded her of everything that needed to get done. “Are you still going to help me with my sample? It’s due in two days and I can’t find anyone else who’s good with pitch. I swear I’ll credit you.”
Annabel chuckled and shook her head a bit, “It does sound strange. I’m not gonna lie.” Things between Jonah and Annabel were still far from perfect but since getting help and doing a lot of work on herself, the two managed to patch things up enough to finally be civil, which was surprising given everything Annabel had done to the poor girl. She was surprised Jonah even wanted to speak to her afterwards. “Yeah. I’m actually free all night if you are.”
alec-hartwell:
It was almost like an intervention to get Alec to try smoking weed to help his pain management – The opposite of an intervention, really. Shane had come all the way back from Atlanta just to sit in his hospital room with pot brownies and the idea that it would help his long time friend. With the combination of his two best friends and Annabel, he had to at least give it a try. It wasn’t like he’d never done it, but it was never really his thing. He felt like it inhibitied his ability to play and think clearly, but now…Well now none of that mattered. “I’ll take being a lil weed baby over many other things that I could be right now,” he laughed dryly before inhaling again. He listened to her ideas about what he could do after, and he appreciated that she wasn’t dumb enough to be one of those people who told him that ‘you never know, maybe you’ll even play again some day!’ The false hope was almost always insulting. “Yeah…Maybe,” he shrugged. “Charities are more Nat’s thing than mine, I don’t think I’d be very devoted to it.”
“Yeah, but with her know how and your passion for the sport, you guys could make a killer charity together.” As much as Annabel hated Natalie, she couldn’t deny that the woman wasn’t good at what she did. “Well, whatever happens I know you’ll find something. If all else fails, at least you know you’re a great dancer.” She teased with a wink before hiding her laughter by taking a hit. She remembered the night she found our about Alec’s secret job and how just the thought of him dancing for old ladies made everything else seem irrelevant that night, and it was a pretty rough night. “In all seriousness, you’re tough and she’s tougher. Y’all have been through shit and will continue to go through shit but I’m sure it’ll be fine in the end. And that’s coming from someone who hates love, relationships, and dealing with problems in general.”
dangraceful:
Daniel nodded, deciding not to say anything. Neither one of them ever really talked about the past or things they’d been through, and that was a big reason he enjoyed his time with Annabel so much – he didn’t have to do anything or say anything or be anything that he didn’t want to be. He felt like she deserved the same comfort. “Yeah, of course,” he agreed with her quickly about pulling into the garage. Being a Grace on her street was bad for business. “Oh hell yeah, get a Jag and let me drive you everywhere in that shit, baby. You know I’d never leave my Rover, but that shit is sexy as fuck.” He continued to drive, reaching the entrance of her Royal Oaks quickly. He was thankful the guard wasn’t on duty yet, since he’d definitely recognize him and know that he shouldn’t be in Annabel’s car when he came to visit his parents with Ivy all the time. He punched in the code with ease, too familiar now with the Nash family’s password as well as his own.
“God, I don’t know why you love that thing so much.” Annabel chuckled. “It’s so big and uses up so much gas. Also, it’s like a a sexier version of a SUV.” She watched as he typed in her password with ease, a small smile tugging at her lips. Annabel always had people over but very few actually knew the pass code to get in. “You know, even if he was on duty, he wouldn’t say anything to anyone. You know how much shit he’s seen over the years because of me?” She said calmly, nothing his facial expression while he waited for the gate top open completely. “Trust me, our secret is safe with him.” Annabel leaned across the middle console and kissed his lips softly. “Mm, I don’t think I could ever get tired of that.”
“I can see your nipples through your shirt” first of all stop being ungrateful.
wilsonjonah:
“In other words your friend being yourself?” Jonah shook her head. “I mean nobody being hurt is a good thing, but the fact that you t-boned someone and fled the scene could be a problem.”
“This is gonna be shocking, but I was actually just the passenger for once.” Annabel laughed lightly. She definitely didn’t have the best driving record around town and it definitely wasn’t a secret to the town so Jonah’s response didn’t come as a surprise to her. “I’m not a maniac and never fled the scene after actually hitting someone’s car. Now.. signs and what not are a different story.”
dixoncalloway:
Dixon raises an eyebrow at the flash and sniffs it before scrunching his nose, “What the hell is in here?” He asks before filling up a glass with water.
“Honestly? The cheapest, grossest straight vodka in town. But trust me okay? Two shots and a bunch of water and your body will be feeling like brand new.” She waved her hands at his face, guesting that he drink it. “Can you really trust someone more about this than someone who has been an alcoholic since they were 13? And after you drink that, we eat fruit and smoke a blunt.”
dangraceful:
“You hit a – baby,” Daniel sighed, still somehow smiling. “You – that shit is dangerous. You could kill someone if you know down a stop sign, ain’t you watch that suicide show?” He asked her as he started the car and began to pull out. “I can look under the hood if you want me to when we get home,” it felt odd to refer to Annabel’s house as home when he and Ivy had an entire life together across town.
“It was replaced the next day, relax.” She chuckled while buckling up. “And no, I haven’t seen it. It’s about suicide so not really a great thing for me to be watching. Annabel nodded when he suggested he look under the hood for her. She knew he wasn’t a mechanic by any means but his best friend was and she was sure at least some knowledge must have ran off to Daniel. “Just make sure you pull into the garage so no one sees.” She reminded him with a soft smile. “It’s not a big deal though. I’ve been thinking about getting rid of the jag. Time for an upgrade.”
i’m such an asshole but i’m also a very kind-hearted person who likes making ppl happy and if i love u i will love u with all my heart and all my soul but then i’m also such an asshole
“Okay, so let’s say that I have a friend who was being a distracted driver and while they were distracted they may have ran a stop sign and t-boned someone. No one was hurt. They were only going 30 because ya’ know, neighborhood and stuff, but they did flee the scene. How band is that? Like on a scale of one to ten? How much troubled could they get in? My friend.”
“I have a huge headache borderlining on a migraine– got a cure-all?”
“Yeah, drink this.” Annabel said with tone in her voice and tossed her flask to Dixon. “Drink like four decent sized sips and drink a fuck ton of water on top of it.”