my demons

Devyn Wright. Eighteen. I either like you or I don't, no in between.

[its-samj-blog]

Gonna stand here all day or are you gonna order something..?

[devyn--wright]

Patience is a virtue, my friend. [looks up at the menu in thought but not really because he knows it off by heart] I don’t know, whatever -- hit me. 

[steven--waters]

[sees Devyn and Charlie streaking]

Oh my God. [turns away but then back] n-no, it can’t b-be them.

[goldstunde]

[paulaeponine]

[its-samj-blog]

@itssam-j: Look who it isss @devyn–wright

[devyn--wright]

@devyn--wright: fuck when did you take this again? such a creeper you @its-samj

[devyn--wright]

[plutojonze]

[rroyalties]

Bye, Rukia.

Thank you.

[itisjustmylittleworld]

[steven--waters]

I doubt it would, though. I’d probably lock myself in my house. Why would it be funny?

[devyn--wright]

Because I’m a jackass, I dunno. Don’t lock yourself in your house though, man, people would miss you too much.

[steven--waters]

Yeah, I hope not. [opens the door for him]

[devyn--wright]

It’d be pretty funny though, you gotta admit. [chuckles then gives the girl behind the counter a charming look saying ‘my regular’ before she turned to Steven for his]

[steven--waters]

Yeah… [nods] Yeah. B-better watch out. 

[devyn--wright]

You too, though. [smiles at him] Don’t want anything to happen to you, buddy. 

[steven--waters]

Oh… Okay… I think I’ll try his e-mail f-first… Maybe he still ch-checks it. Yeah, her. Maybe that’s a g-good thing. This guy who was a p-part of G-Grease got his p-pants stolen by a girl. She was kind of st-talker-ish. 

[devyn--wright]

Hopefully. Pretty sure he could brighten up the place a bit. [raises his eyebrows] The fuck? Really? Crazy people out there. Hell, getting even crazier.

[steven--waters]

Oh. Do you f-f-feel like you n-need to apologize? I miss N-Noah. Do you know where he went? Did you ever sp-peak to her? 

[devyn--wright]

No. [laughs] Yeah...I have no clue, best ask Reece or Justin on that one. [chuckles] No, there’s no need to. I mean, if you mean that stalker girl. 

[steven--waters]

Oh.. To wh-who?  Is she the one th-that sent you the flowers?

[devyn--wright]

Rose. Sam. Lucas. Noah. Reece. Hell, even Chrisse. [shakes his head] No. That was another girl, I think. Where that one disappeared to I don’t know.

[steven--waters]

Y-you’re not, though.. You w-weren’t… 

[nods] 

[devyn--wright]

Maybe not to you. 

Cool. I’ll see if I can get it for free. This one girl has a thing for me. 

[devyn--wright]

text: devyn

sam: hell yeah

devyn: make it a chocolate chip muffin and we have a deal