time of your life

❝ when i fall asleep can see your face ᴡʜᴀᴛ i [ lost ] in you i WILL not 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 and i could run ᴀᴡᴀʏ, i ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ let 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 down and i know you're gone 𝖇𝖚𝖙 still i will remember your light ❞

[insanely--crazy]

I can’t talk about it because if I talk about it that means it matters. If it matters that means it’s real, and if it’s real that means it’s going to hurt.

I can’t talk about it. (via insanely–crazy)

[ariamontcs]

josetteism‌:

           " THIS IS NOT WHAT i ordered. “ the blonde snapped, shaking her head furiously as ocean colored eyes grew blank. “ do you want me to get FIRED? “ she dramatically questioned, with a huff. “or actually who hired you? what moron, gave another moron a job, most importantly who hired someone who can’t tell the difference between FERRAGAMO and DOLCE AND GABANNA? “ shaking her head once more, the young woman reached for the piles of clothes. “ get out of my sight before i strangle you. “ she threatened as she struggled with the bags in her hands. “ guess it’s true what they say, if you want something done right  –– you should just do it yourself. “

aria was off to the side, and she hadn’t been paying attention at all. in fact, she tried not to pay attention when the girl was involved. aria would be the first to admit that she and the blonde didn’t see eye to eye, and she definitely wasn’t one of aria’s favorite people to be in the presence of. “ pleasant as always, i see, “ she said, rolling her eyes. she didn’t originally mean for the girl to overhear her mumbles, but that didn’t stop her from saying it just loud enough to be heard. ‘ well, ‘ she thought, ‘ too late now. ‘  knowing that there was no going back, she continued. “haven’t you ever tried, i don’t know, treating other people with respect?” she asked. aria knew that this was an argument that would get her nowhere, but she was caught on a bad day. there was no chance, with the day going the way it had, that she would stand by and stay silent.

[ariamontcs]

sullivanchase‌:

“you know what would be even better?” sullivan couldn’t contain her smile, she just thought this was the greatest thing she’d ever come up with. “we could take straws.. and drink all that chocolate milk! maybe even dip a couple cookies along the way!”

“you and i make a great team, miss sullivan,” aria said, a smile on her face. “you’re the mastermind behind the operation, and i’m just along for the ride,” she joked.

[ariamontcs]

sullivanchase‌:

“let’s just shut aiden’s bar down and turn it into a chocolate milk swimming pool – i’m sure he won’t mind and even if he does.. he’ll just tell us we’re fucking crazy then jump on in with us.”

“Let’s do it; if we work fast, he won’t even notice until it’s all said and done. What better way to live out our fantasy that doing it ourselves and leaving Aiden with the mess?”

[ariamontcs]

tidvls‌:

           WORKING AT A BAR could be extraordinarily hilarious depending on the type of costumer one was dealing with. UNFORTUNATELY, there were its downsides too. drunken old men proved themselves to be a hassle time and again. at least this once, brooke found herself in the middle of a b r e a k, munching on peanuts and sipping on the gin tonic she had snuck for herself, before one of them approached. she mumbled her 𝓽𝔂𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵, “ i’m good, thanks, ” once he inquired if he could order her a drink. TROUBLE BEGAN, however, when he grabbed her by the arm, leaning in too close to whisper in her ear. her reflexes got the b e s t of her, and before she could properly think about it, her drink went from the glass to his face in a matter of seconds. at last he walked away, calling out insults she didn’t bother to listen to. with a 𝓯𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 sigh, she looked at the person next to her, who she assumed had seen it all unfold, “ i really fucking hope he didn’t notice my apron, ” the last thing brooke needed was a costumer complaint about her. “ if you ask me, he deserved worse. ”

Aria, who had plenty of experience working around intoxicated people, knew the struggle. It hadn’t been a full night’s work until at least one drunk guy decided to hit on her. “He was probably to drunk to notice your apron, honestly. I think you’re safe,” she said. “I would have done the same thing, probably,” she admitted. One of the worst things about her job was that she had to keep a smile on her face at all times, even around crude customers who didn’t know when to stop even without alcohol in their system. You could only imagine how much worse it gets after they get a few drinks in them. 

[staycuteandcozy]

Photo cred: @m1nd–0ver–matter

[ariamontcs]

elliotwalkr‌:

his   face   shifts   ,   amusement   coating   his   features   as   he   shuts   the   door   behind   him.   ❝   well   —   good   thing   I   brought   your   favorite   ,   then   !   ❞   he   grins   ,   presenting   her   with   a   steamy   maggie’s   to   -   go      cup.   ❝  I   figured   you’d   be   tired,   i   mean   you   did   text   me   at   like,   three   am.   ❞   a   sip   from   his   own   cup   and   then   —   ❝   i   mean   ,   what   were   you   even   doing   up,   anyway?   ❞   

“You are, without competition, my favorite person, “ Aria said, taking the cup. “Yeah, sorry about that, by the way. And then I didn’t actually come home for another few hours after that,” she admitted “I just hate coming back home after a long night at work.”

[ariamontcs]

julianxnolan‌:

“two hours?” julian shakes his head, “that’s even less than me and i haven’t had a full night’s sleep in weeks.” sitting down in the booth across from her, he asked, “do you need a coffee or something?”

“I know, not my most shining moment,” Aria admitted. “I couldn’t imagine going weeks. I’m the living equivalent of a zombie after just one night without a full night of sleep,” she said. “Coffee sounds like heaven right now.” 

[ariamontcs]

grahamcosta‌:

“only one way to ensure that doesn’t happen, isn’t there.” licking his lips, rolling his shoulders back as graham stood up just a little bit taller after their playful banter back and forth. “oh, is that what this all is? making sure you have others that aren’t just me… it’s all fun and games until feelings get involved, aria, don’t forget that.”

“Again I say, in your dreams, Graham,” Aria said, an amused smile on her face. “Oh, obviously. Can you imagine how boring it would be if you were the only choice?” she teased. “I think it’s always gonna be fun and games, then.” 

[ariamontcs]

grahamcosta‌:

“I don’t need to dream it. You and I both know that.” He mused, turning his head over to the other before giving a big!yikes face. “Besides, I do the marketing for chase couture. I know my stuff, ms. zombie. Seriously, why didn’t you sleep last night? Busy swiping right on Bumble?”

“It’s probably a good thing you don’t dream it, because it could never live up to the real thing. And I wouldn’t want dream-me to disappoint,” she teased. “Maybe I was. I mean, I have to keep my options open, right? Otherwise, what other options would I have then you? And we couldn’t have that, could we?” 

[ariamontcs]

aidenmeadows‌:

“who’s trying to start an argument here? i’m just fucking saying. art should be fucking appreciated….” [ the man listened to the girl intently, an eyebrow raising before looking at her skeptically – as if waiting for something more – before realizing she had finished ]“ sorry, usually after this sullivan says ‘i have a theory’ and then she says her theory. what the fuck is there to do a 2am beside something in the woods? stargazing, bonfires, camping – you know what? you, sulli, me and whoever you want to bring should go fucking camping. 

“I’m just gonna leave it there and agree with you for my own sanity. --Which I’m losing more of by the second, in case you were wondering. But here it goes: Sarcasm is an art, and it should always be appreciated. How’s that? Did it sound sincere?” Aria smirked, trying not to laugh. God, being tired wasn’t a good look on her. She became a total mess. “You wish you knew the adventures I found at 2 in the morning. I’m actually down for camping, though. A night in the woods sounds about perfect.” 

[ariamontcs]

sullivanchase‌:

“okay – you caught me! i’m secretly willy wonka! i’ve got all the treats in the world, all you have to do is say the world and poof! all your wildest dreams will come true.. ugh, doesn’t that sound amazing? i wish i really was willy wonka.. a freaking chocolate milk lake is the dream, aria! the dream!”

“See, I knew I was great at picking friends. Even ‘lil old me knew that there was something special about you. So amazing. A chocolate milk lake is the actual American Dream. Between the two of us, I’m sure we could find a way to make it happen. That needs to become the goal.” 

[ariamontcs]

evcncscent‌:

following  her  words  ,  beau  finds  it  DIFFICULT  to  hide  the  expression  of  amusement  that  passes  over  his  visage  and  the  laugh  that  bubbles  out  past  his  lips  doesn’t  help  all  that  much  either  .  ❝  what  kind  of  conversation  is  that  then  ??  i’d  be  grunting  like  the  cavemen  when  they  discovered  fire  .  ❞  beau  muses  ,  humor  lacing  his  tone  .  ❝  see  －  what  i  think  you  REALLY  need  is  some  coffee  .  what  do  you  say  to  a  quick  trip  to  maggie’s  ??  ❞

“Grunting caveman? I think I would be able to follow that better than anything even slightly resembling an actual intellectual conversation.” Aria gave him a smile when he mentioned a trip to Maggie’s, and only partly was the smile caused by the thought of getting some caffeine in her system. “I think a trip to Maggie’s would be just short of lifesaving.”

[ariamontcs]

grahamcosta‌:

“It ain’t just in my dreams, Aria, but you keep playin’ yourself with that one. Why do you look so tired anyways? Don’t girls got makeup for that shit??”

“Day dreams count as dreams, too, pal. You know what they say, though. one in a million dreams have a chance of coming true. I’m gonna pretend like you didn’t just say that, but only because I know I look like a zombie.” 

[ariamontcs]

sullivanchase‌:

“do.. you.. want.. a.. donut? i know you said you were tired but they have sprinkles and in my humble opinion, sprinkles can fix just about anything.”

“why is it you’re always there, with food, when i need it the most? i’m starting to find it kind of suspicious. but you are right --sprinkles can fix just about anything.”

[ariamontcs]

aidenmeadows‌:

“sarcasm should always be appreciated, it’s an art. malibu baybreeze then – extra malibu for the sugar and alcohol? what were you doing up all night anyway?”

“i’m not having that argument without being properly rested. sounds perfect, i knew there was a reason to keep you around. oh, the usual. i got out of work at 2, and then after, i was still wide awake. what’s the point of going to an empty house at the end of a long night when there’s a whole world outside with plenty of things to do?” 

[ariamontcs]

grahamcosta‌:

“what do you mean you only slept for two hours? we were done by 11 p.m, weren’t we? i got home and knocked the fuck out at like midnight….”

“In your dreams, Graham. I mean, at least it would be a great dream, right?”