"hope for it"

Danielle Panabaker is my name, and being a nerd is my game. That was lame. Bye. || {not the real Danielle}

[willambxlli-deactivated20200119]

Sighing as he sat down in the main room of the house, he looked up as another person entered and shot them a small smile. “So, when’s this alcohol ban going to be over? Mama needs a drink.” Willam said, making a face. 

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“Wait, there’s an alcohol ban? That’s terrible.” Danielle sighed as she sat down on the chair close to the door. “Maybe we can try to find something good to replace it?” She knew there was nothing like alcohol, however.

[musings--c-deactivated20200407]

So this place seems pretty cool, I’m Jensen, the more handsome one of the Winchester brothers. And just in case you ever wondered if I was to do porn I’d call myself Pudgy Midway, and you are welcome for that image 

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Pudgy Midway? I don’t know how to feel about that. I’m in shock.

[cbbsomerhalder-deactivated20180]

Ya know the only bad thing about being in this house is having to share a bedroom with three other people and instead of the king sized bed you’re used to you’re stuck to a single bed. It’s going to be a long ride folks.

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Oh, I know. This is going to be insane, isn’t it? I need my big bed back.

[ashbashbenzo-xx-deactivated2019]

Ashley bent down pushing the on button on the stereo and let the song new rules play out. Without booze there wasn’t making distractions, and although she’d been using sex, that didn’t mean she didn’t need something else. She was fucking heartbroken, and she knew if she let people know they would spot it a mile of. But her walls were back up, the happy, flirty cover that she’d spent so long perfecting, that had been broken though by Jeffrey had been built back after the pain. Dancing around she closed her eyes, feeling the music, smiling as she heard someone stood at the door, “Come and dance with me?” she asked with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, she offered her hand.

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Danielle watched the woman for a second before she walked over, “I’m not a very good dancer.” She said honestly, but began to dance along anyway, making sure to move along to the beat of the song that was playing.