the story of us.

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party time | jordan + sofia

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storieswithelle:

“You’ve never met someone like me before?” Se echoed, a small smile forming on her lips. It was good to know that not many were like her, but then again everyone was different. “Well, that’s good to know that I’m an original I guess.” She mused slightly, only to look up at im with some sort of semblance of shock on her features. Se had been planning on making a comment about how long it had been since he had been to a backyard party, but the end of his sentence chased that right out of her train of thought. “Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m not madly in love with you.” She answered, dropping her gaze slightly to look at their feet, and then to look back up at him through her lashes. 

“i just mean that you’re the typical ‘jock’ kinda guy, you know? The hot one who knows everyone, who goes to the good parties, who gets all the hot girls, has all the guys jealous that they can’t be him… That kind of guy.” She stated slowly, her gaze flickering to those around them for a brief second. “I didn’t mean anything by by it, I promise.” Sofia said, offering him a warm smile, only to let it dissolve into a chuckle. “That’s a little forward for a girl you just met, don’t you think?” She had to admit that she was entertained by the conversation that they were having, even if he was exceedingly flirtatious. 

Smirking at her, Jordan gave the girl a nod. He’s never really met a girl like her and that was a compliment. Even if he’s said that line to a ton of girls, this was definitely the first time he’s meant it. Her reactions were all natural and Jordan knew she was real. Some girls would have to fake everything just to be with him but she wasn’t even showing much interest but the fact that she’s staying must mean that she was getting hooked. Rolling his eyes playfully, Jordan let out a chuckle. Sure, she might not be in love with him right now but it was his goal to make her ask more of him by the end of the night. “You say that now but let me get back to you on that statement in an hour. I’m sure you’d respond differently. Probably with a kiss.” He smiled again, hoping it wasn’t too much to make her walk away but just enough to get some hopes up.

Jordan had to hold his chest, acting as if he was being overwhelmed by Sofia’s words. Once she was finished, he let out another chuckle. “First, I’m not a jock. And second, I kind of stopped listening when you called me hot.” He didn’t need anything else. She thought he was hot so that was step one. The next steps would just come like a snowball from that. “I have to admit, I feel honored to be called hot by someone who’s extremely hotter than me. We’re basically the hottest people in the party so why don’t we separate ourselves from these idiots?” He suggested, finishing his drink and placing the cup down. “Hey, it’s just a tattoo. It’s fine, I have a couple. Some Disney princes marry their princesses just days after meeting them. I’d say that’s beyond forward.” He was talking to much, he didn’t realize he just spilled something personal. Something he’d normally hide from his bad ass friends but being in front of Sofia, he felt like he could just be himself and not hide from his leather jacket. But still, it was quite embarrassing. “I mean, that’s what I’ve heard...from my sister. And cousins.” Jordan was quick to take it back, hoping Sofia wouldn’t tease him about secretly being a Disney geek.

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storieswithelle:

The very fact that Vera thought that he wanted to have his shirt off for one of her friends, let alone Rachel who -albeit was attractive - made im chuckle. He wanted to keep his shirt off not only because he was more comfortable that way, but also to tease her. He liked knowing that he had some sort of affect on her. “It’s not because of Rachel, it’s because I like having my shirt off” He replied simply, shrugging a little. He hated that she thought that he might like her friend over her, because that couldn’t be farther from the truth. “But, if you’re going to be so uptight about it, then I’ll keep a shirt on, okay?” He mused with a devilish grin, holding up his hands as a way to show her he had given in. 

“If I’m not awake at midnight there’s something drastically wrong with me, the last time I was asleep at midnight I was thirteen and had a killer flu.” He mused, before looking at their surroundings. “Maybe tomorrow would be better, but if you want we can hang out after your friends are gone, if they haven’t tuckered you out that is.” He replied with a simple shrug, hoping deep down that she would take the bait and want to hang out with him. e would understand if she didn’t want to though, being around a group of people could be tiring. 

“If you don’t I can always go grab you some…Or we could just go together now, depending on when the crew are coming.” e offered with a laugh.

Vera wasn’t sure if she was going to believe him. It was possible that he liked Rachel more because when they go out, she’s always the one who gets flirted with first. She was always the first choice out of the group and Vera didn’t mind that. But when it came to Patrick? She was probably going to put up a fight no matter what. Thankfully, Patrick gave in and promised to keep his shirt on. It was hard to stop herself from drooling whenever he’s shirtless and having her friends witness that would be extremely embarrassing. She basically saved humanity from melting by asking Pat to keep a shirt on. “Thank you.” She smiled, placing a hand on her heart as if he just did something remarkably something to be grateful for. 

She had to laugh when he said it was impossible for him to be asleep by midnight. And that was good, not for his health, but for her selfish reasons. Their nights spent after midnight are always the memorable ones. Whether they’re drunk or sober, the conversation gets deeper and the connection grows stronger, no matter how neither of them would verbally admit to it. “Please, I’m stronger than them so I’m sure I’ll be up even after midnight.” She teased, hoping he took that as a sign that they’ll be spending the night together. Again. No matter how tight she’ll get, she knew she’d be waiting for Patrick to show up and hang out with her until she unintentionally falls asleep on his shoulder or lap. 

His suggestion came to her as a surprise. Was he trying to get her to spend time with him and ditch her friends? It was very tempting but she knew needed to have wine with her friends even for a few hours. Or minutes. Looking at the time, she smiled, seeing as there was still about half an hour before the girls said they’d be arriving. “I mean, I still have an hour.” Of course, she had to extend the time. “Carrying the chips and I’ll buy you an ice cream. Let’s go.” She offered, getting up to grab her purse from the counter as well as her keys. As they walked out of her apartment, her hand held onto her triceps, wondering if he’d slide it down and hold her hand. She already made the first move, now it’s time for him to do what he wanted next.

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storieswithelle:

“Oh and a guy without a shirt on is suddenly 18+? I go around without a shirt at the gym and no one wants to arrest me.” He stated with a smirk. It was true though, he walked around shirtless all the time, why was it now that there was an issue? Perhaps his initial thought had been right and it wasn’t just a bunch of girls coming over tonight and there was a guy in the mix. Despite knowing that he shouldn’t, Pat began feeling a vague sense of jealousy bubble within him and he tried to shrug it off - even though it wasn’t exactly easy. 

Instead, he simply nodded and offered her a small smile. “Sounds good to me…” There was a pause as he listened to the rest of her question. “Well, I was thinking of moving in some of that furniture, but if you want me to do it tomorrow i can… Other than that, I might just sit on the sofa watch some TV and then surf the internet so I don’t bother you and your lady friends.” He replied, his voice going up somewhat when he said ‘lady friends’, hoping deep down that the shrill voice would bother her even just a little. If he couldn’t spend the night with her, he could at least tease her before her friends showed up. 

“That’s the gym, that’s a different story.” Vera shot back, rolling her eyes at him for the nth time of the night. She wasn’t sure why Pat wanted to be shirtless in front of her friends but she did have a clue in mind. He’s seen some of her friends before and that somehow gave her the idea that maybe Pat likes one of her girl friends. And that kind of stung her in the heart. “Are you trying to show off to one of my friends? Is it Rachel? I told you her breasts aren’t that big. You can keep it in your pants, Pat.” Actually, she was scared that Pat would respond to her statement because honestly, she wasn’t sure how to react if he admitted he likes one of her friends. How could he like them more than her, the girl whom he sees almost 24/7?

Shaking her head, Vera gave him a small smile. “No, it’s fine. They’re leaving before midnight so if you’re still awake by then, we can move stuff in. But if you'll be too tired by then, we can just do it tomorrow.” If she completely had a choice, she would ditch her friends so she can move furniture with Pat but then, she promised her friends a night of being girly since she’s cancelled on them twice already for Patrick. Something Patrick doesn’t know and doesn’t need to know anymore. “Lady friends?” She asked, giggling at his term, wondering if he was trying to catch him if she’s invited guys as well. Shrugging her shoulder, Vera decided to just lean back on her seat. “I’m still not sure if who’s or how many are coming over. I hope I have enough chips and wine here.”

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party time | jordan + sofia

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storieswithelle:

A red hue made it’s way into Sofia’s cheeks and she shook her head, “You’re definitely not ruining your chances with me, so don’t worry about it. I think your flirting powers are still in fine form… Maybe just a little differently than you’re used to.” She replied sheepishly, finally taking a sip from the drink that he’d given her, hoping that he was one of the good ones and hadn’t slipped anything into the drink. She could tell that he wasn’t exactly used to striking out in the flirtation department, and that somehow made his reaction to her all the better. She actually had some sway over a guy for once in her life. It was strange, but invigorating. 

“Mostly i’ve been to backyard parties, and family ones, but they’re definitely not the same as this. This is a full out, typical college party. You know, like the ones that you see in the movies. It’s weird.” She stated, a small giggle escaping her, before she ducked her head and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. She wanted to at least give him some sort of encouragement that their interactions weren’t completely lost on her. “Oh, so you’re one of those guys, huh?” Sofia nodded and looked around, “I’m surprised more people aren’t trying to come up to you then.” It was a cheeky response, but one she thought would entertain him - even if only slightly. 

“I’m Sofia… It’s nice to meet you, Jordan.” 

It was good to know that flirting level was still on point and it was better to know that she’s aware he was flirting with her. That made things easier and considering how much he could feel he was sweating on the inside. No girl has ever made her nervous and just her aura alone was strong enough to make his knees weak. He wasn’t sure why but he’s definitely finding out tonight. “Good. I’m glad. It is a little different. I’ve never...met someone like you before.” He smiled, watching as the girl took a sip from the drink he gave her. Jordan snorted as she told him which parties she’s been to and he really didn’t mean to seem offensive but it was just really weird. 

“Wow. I’ve never been to a backyard party in like twelve years. But yeah, this is quite like the movies. And you know how in the movies, when the guy comes up to the girl and starts talking to them, she secretly turns out to be madly in love with him at first sight.” He teased, trying to stay on topic but still sliding in a few flirty comments here and there. Watching her move so delicately, it was like she’s never really had trouble in her life as she’s always been kept safe. Yet, here Jordan was, at a young age, already feeling like he’s been through everything life had to offer. They were quite the opposite but that’s what makes things more interesting. “One of those guys? What do you mean?” He asked, needing a bit more explanation to what she thought of him. Licking his lips, Jordan couldn’t help but continue to smile at Sofia. The name was just as beautiful as her. “I’ll make sure to have that named tattooed forever in my heart.” He teased, taking a big gulp off his beer.

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party time | jordan + sofia

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storieswithelle:

She had to admit, that the fact that she’d seemingly stumped him caused pride to swell within her chest, and a smile to form on her plump lips. Sofia was most definitely used to being the one who was stumbling over her words, flushing and then making an excuse to walk away as to not make a complete fool of herself, but perhaps it was his line that had given her confidence, or just the fact that he’d approached her first that. The brunette couldn’t help but bite on her bottom lip to stop a smile from forming, and looked down at the beer bottle in her hands. He definitely was awkward. Cute, but awkward. 

“It was a little cheesy…” She bemused, finally allowing her gaze to settle on him. “I don’t have a boyfriend, but it was defintiely cheese ball worthy.” A part of her hoped that he wouldn’t turn into a creep after hearing that she didn’t have a boyfriend. She’d told men that before in attempt to be honest and regretted it immediately. However, she did suppose that if he did end up getting creepy, she could just say she had a girlfriend, but she’d tried that before, and that always usually came with a slurry of varied answers. Some ranging from downright uncouth to vile. 

“I’m not new to parties no… I’ve been to a few before, but they were different than this… This is my first party at this school though, so…. Do you often go to parties?” 

Jordan never thought he’d be in this position. Since when did he stumble with his words? And why were his hands playing with the button of his leather jacket? This was all new to him and he wasn’t sure how to take it. Maybe it’s best to walk away before he makes a complete fool of himself. But no, he came up to her for a reason and that reason was to take her to bed. But thinking about it, a simple and smooth chat with her would be perfect enough. Maybe that’s a sign that she’s girlfriend material? “Cheese ball?” He asked with a surprising chuckle and an even more surprising snort at the end. Jordan was definitely on the road to embarrassment. “I’m sorry... I...” He said, figuring the girl wasn’t bitchy enough to judge him for his dorkish snort. “This is embarrassing. Am I losing my chances with you? Please tell me how I’m doing right now because I feel like my usual flirting powers aren’t working.” He had never been this open to a girl he’s flirting with and Jordan was feeling quite comfortable to finally bring his guard down. The bad boy aura didn’t need to be in front to prove too much to someone.

It was good to get some good news for tonight. The girl didn’t have any boyfriend around her. But maybe he’s not her type? He’ll find that out later. Right now, he could feel that he was still in the right direction. “What kind of parties have you been to?” He asked, curiosity creeping up on his sleeve as he took a sip from his beer to calm his nerves. With her question, Jordan had to laugh. “Well, now I’m sure that we’ve never been to the same party before. If we have, you wouldn’t have asked that question.” He nodded as a follow up. “Yeah, I’ve been to all parties. Either I’m the life of the party or I’m the reason a party gets shut down. So everyone basically knows me.” He teased, realizing he’s never formally introduced himself. “I’m Jordan, by the way. Just in case babe is too cheesy for you.”

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storieswithelle:

Patrick knew that she was teasing, but a slight part of him was slightly offended at the fact that she’d said that. He wasn’t exactly the most amazing person in the world, but he had a good heart, and Pat liked to think that at least maybe down the road, he could fall in love, and end up marrying someone. What she’d said had been a worry of his since his last girlfriend broke up with him, but he didn’t allow that to show. Instead, he let out a chuckle and rolled his eyes. She didn’t need to know that she’d hit something - it had been a meaningless joke after all. 

Shaking off the ball in the pit of his stomach, he crossed his arms over his chest and watched her as she laughed, a smile forming on his features as the curve of her lip caused her cheeks to become round apples. She looked gorgeous when laughing - not that she didn’t always look gorgeous) but while she laughed? took the cake. That’s why he tried to make her laugh as much as possible. “Oh come on, don’t lie to me, V.” He stated cheekily, however any sense of cheekiness subsided. She didn’t want to see him with his shirt off? Normally there were no complaints. Perhaps a lingering glance, but never a complaint. Maybe there was someone that she was interested in or something, maybe it wasn’t actually all girls coming over tonight. “Fair enough, I’ll keep my clothes on then.” He stated easily, only to bite down on his bottom lip. 

Vera had just been trying to be considerate and he had been a jerk about it, “You don’t have to put me up all the time you know… I appreciate it but you don’t,” he paused and walked over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I’ve got a bed in my apartment for a reason. Just enjoy your time with your friends, and if you end up boring them to death and they leave, then invite me over - if not, then it’s no sweat.” 

One thing that Vera wondered about Pat was if he ever gets offended when she’s trying to be a bitch. Like what she said, he never complains about anything anyway so she just assumes everything’s okay with Patrick. But maybe that should change. She thought about watching her words but really, she just likes teasing people. Especially Patrick. She could say all the annoying and mean things to him but in really, she means no harm. And maybe that’s one thing she liked about Patrick too. He has such a kind heart and sometimes, she figured she’s not good enough for him anyway. So probably it’s best for them to just stay like this instead of going somewhere with a tighter bond. But what are they exactly right now? Best friends?

“I’m not lying. We’d rather keep the night PG.” She teased, although, she did hope that he’d lift the shirt up once in a while when he passes by the door. That’ll give them definitely something to talk about. As if they don’t talk about Patrick enough. But of course, he didn’t need to know about those details. Her subtle invite to spend the rest of her night with Patrick didn’t go so well. He basically rejected the offer but Vera didn’t want to seem hurt about it. Patrick must have his reasons, but Vera couldn’t help but think that maybe Patrick’s reason was that he didn’t want to go to that direction of their relationship. They were already good friends and maybe that’s all what Patrick was looking for. Nodding, she gave him a warm smile. “Uh, yeah. Sure. I’ll let you know how the night goes.” She said, clearing her throat as she tried to put her focus onto something else. “What about you? No plans for the night?”

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storieswithelle:

“I never said I wasn’t going to complain, but there will be minimal complaining - since you’re doing me a favour.” he said to her with a cheeky smirk. She was in truth doing him a favour, so the complaining that he’d do wouldn’t be too much. Besides, if it made her happy to boss him around a bit, who was he to rob her of that little bit of happiness that he could provide. It was a wonder though, that she knew him as well as she did. They knew one another for awhile, and had grown to be fast friends, practically living in one another’s apartments, and yet he didn’t know her half as well as she knew him. He looked at her with the shake of his head, a chuckle tumbling out of his lips. “I don’t have a wife yet, and considering i’m single I don’t think I’ll have one for awhile, so we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.” He mused, a look of amusement on his features. He had dated here and there, but no one had really stuck. No one made him feel what he had been told he would feel when he fell in love. Not yet at least. 

“No music? Oh come on, you love it when I sing. I may not have the best singing voice, but at least i keep it entertaining. And listen, if I sing and play music I can do it without a shirt on, that way you guy’s will have something interesting to talk about, and I’ll be there in spirit… Unless you close the door, and then my whole idea would just be pointless.” He paused and scratched at the stubble on his cheek. “What kind of friends do you have that don’t stay passed midnight?” 

“Well, keep your complaints to yourself because I’m just gonna ignore you anyway.” She teased, knowing Patrick wouldn’t really complain about something so simple. They both knew their limits as to how they treat each other. Even though she could be the bitchiest woman in the city and he’s the most gentleman human being on earth, they still find a common ground and get each other. It was surprisingly how easily they clicked and the next thing they knew, they were so comfortable with each other already. “That is if someone’s gullible enough to marry you. So, let’s see if we’ll even have a bridge to cross.” She stuck her tongue out to him, showing that she was just joking. But really, the topic was quite serious for her, measuring Patrick’s level of interest in settling down. He’s dated a couple, in her point of view, but no one really stayed that long. Hopefully, the cycle stays that way.

Shaking her head, Vera had to laugh out loud. It really is entertaining to watch Patrick try singing. He didn’t have a horrible voice but it surely wouldn’t pass a competition. “Correction: I don’t love it when you sing, I just tolerate it. Big difference.” Pursing her lips, she had to think: Would she take this opportunity to see Patrick shirtless again? It’s been like 4 days anyway since she caught him changing his shirt and got a glimpse of those abs. But the girls might see it and she’s already heard them talk about Patrick like they’d willingly date him. “Nope. Just keep your shirt on and I won’t shut the door.” Of course, she can be selfish in her own ways. His next question caught her in an awkward stage. Vera thought she could get away with this by just keeping the reasons to herself and her friends. Patrick didn’t need to know. Her friends knew that she was building up feelings and the reason for their shortened hang out was for the guy Vera had her eyes on, but how will she explain that to Patrick? “I... Uhh... I just thought you wanted to...stay here. The neighbors closer to your window make terrible noise during night time so I just figured you wanted to—” She cut herself, awkwardly shaking her head. “Yeah, you know what. it’s just silly. I’ll just probably call them to say they can stay longer.”

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party time | jordan + sofia

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storieswithelle:

Sofia had been out with her friends, enjoying a coffee when one of the girls received a text. There was going to be a party, and because she was out with her friends, Sofia was pressured after making a comment about not going, by her group of friends to attend the party. They were right. She didn’t get out enough, and was always too focused on her studies to do anything fun, but parties had never really been her thing. People drinking, getting high and acting like idiots just didn’t seem like a good time to her. However, despite her protests, she was dragged along, and within ten minutes, all the girls had left her to either get drinks, dance, or go off with their respective significant others. Which left her standing with a cup in her hand, nursing it as she watched the party unfold before her. It wasn’t in full swing yet, but there were enough people that it was already getting hot. She had been resigned to going to find a quiet room to sneak off to until she got a ‘where are you?’ text, when she heard someone speak. 

Sofia turned and her gaze landed on a tall dark haired young man with a leather jacket. If she had seen him on the street she would have made a comment about how good he looked, but the pick up line he said made her brows furrow. “If this is heaven, your idea of what it looks like is a little off.” She mused, placing her empty cup down on the mantle of the fireplace. “I don’t think Jesus is going to do anything, but thanks…” She took the bottle of beer, and instead of drinking from it held it. “Do you always come up to girls with cheesy lines like that?” She questioned, hoping he could hear her over the sound of the music. 

The good thing about not going into a relationship is that the search goes on. Nothing’s holding you back and you can just fuck around all you want. The bad thing about the search is when you spot someone that’s worthy of a relationship. Never in a million years has it happened to Jordan but then this girl walked into the party like she’s the queen of beauty and suddenly, Jordan’s hooked. It was fine when he saw her, considered to be at the top of his one night stands, but then she opened her mouth and Jordan got stuck in a situation he’s never been in. The girl responded a bit differently. “Uhmm...” Jordan awkwardly hummed, nodding when she took the bottle. “Hallelujah, I guess. Praise Jesus.” He said, then awkwardly stood again there. Usually, a girl would just giggle at him and get on it with making out. So, now he’s left speechless. 

“No, no, no! I mean, it’s not... You’re actually...the first person I used that line for.” He chuckled, taking a big gulp from his beer to remove the tension. “Why? Is it...too cheesy for you? Did it not work? Or wait... Is it because you have a boyfriend?” He pouted with a loud sigh before covering his face with his hand, slightly opening his fingers to take a peek at her before chuckling. “I’ve never seen you around here. Are you new to parties?”

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storieswithelle:

He had been expecting some more pushback from her, maybe a reprimanding about how he shouldn’t just expect her to take it, and how he might have consulted her before the actual purchase of the foosball table had gone through, but instead he was met with her enthusiasm, and a grin formed on his lips. “Seriously!?” He stated, chuckling a little. “Sweet, I can bring the stuff over if you want, and you can order me around about where to put it.” He crossed his arms over his chest and listened to her, rolling his eyes playfully. He wanted to protest, but even he knew there was a ring of truth to her words. “You know me too well, it’s scary….”He trailed off when he heard he’d be kicked out of her apartment and pouted. “Fine, I guess I’ll have pizza and wings by myself… You enjoy whatever it is you girls are going to do.” 

“Really? And you’re not gonna complain?” It’s not like she’s ever heard Patrick get annoyed with it but she did know that she’s always ordering her around. Probably her nature of work gets into her head most of the times. She was aware how much her friends would call her workaholic but she wouldn’t be where she is right now if she didn’t work so much. They haven’t even known each other for a long time but Vera knew so much about Patrick. She just learned to read him everyday, especially since they spend so much time in each other’s apartment. As if they were living together. “Yeah, I’m sure your wife would be surprised too if she marries you and someone knows you better than she does.” She teased, quite hinting as well that she wanted to know where he sees his future. This hasn’t been a topic much but he’s never seen Patrick going on dates since they got close. So, it was either he’s saving himself for someone or that he doesn’t like stability in relationships. Hopefully is the first one because that’s what her reason is whenever her friends would ask why she isn’t dating. “Okay. And no music, please. I do enjoy your constant blasting but you know the girls, they’d rather sit and chat in silence. But they’ll probably leave before midnight so...you can come over if you want. I won’t have work tomorrow.”

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storieswithelle:

A flush made it’s way into Patrick’s cheeks, and he ran a hand through his hair. “Well sort of, I mean, if you want to look at it that way.” He mused, shrugging sheepishly. “I meant the arm chair I’ve got beside the couch and the side table that’s got a stack of books on it. I mean you seem to like it…” He trailed off for a moment, “And hey, that dining set was an investment. I’ll use it…. At Christmas, and when the Superbowl comes on, I’ll need somewhere to put the food for the game, right?” 

Vera shrugged her shoulders, not minding whatever changes he wanted to make in his apartment. However, her apartment would be affected too since the stuff he won’t use will be thrown in her apartment. But then, something caught her ear. “Wait, are you seriously giving me your side table?" She’s definitely wanted it since the moment she saw it. It looked vintage plus, it was the perfect design for her living room. There was a reason why she wasn’t purchasing her own side table and this moment was it. “I’ll take it!” She jumped in a excitement before calming herself down. She didn’t want to be obvious with her obsession on the table. Although, it was probably obvious anyway. Rolling her eyes, Vera had to giggle. “I’ve known you for a short time Pat, length of time isn’t necessary to know that food won’t stay at the table when you’re around. It’ll either be all over the couch or in your stomach. But fine. Keep your dining set since you’ll need a place to eat dinner for tomorrow. My girlfriends are coming over so you’re kinda off limits here for a few hours.”

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party time | jordan + sofia

It had been a long day for Jordan and his pals. After getting caught with speed by the same officer who locked them up for a night just last week, the gang was forced to do community service the coming Saturday. Honestly, Jordan sees the cop as unfair considering his approach to them when they were stopped was it’s you again, boys. He was obviously in it to annoy them. Luckily, they were able to get out of his sight just in time for the weekly college party held at his friend’s house. From the moment he got there, Jordan quickly grabbed himself a beer to cool his head down. He wasn’t even in the mood to talk. That was until he saw a girl he’s never really seen before in parties. It was either she missed on the parties or he was just too blind. She was gorgeous as hell and before anyone could come near her, Jordan brushed off some bad luck from his leather jacket, grabbed another bottle and walked over to the girl. “I must be in heaven right now.” He spoke from behind the girl, keeping his voice loud enough for her to hear. “Hope Jesus won’t punish me for offer his most beautiful angel a bottle of beer.” He said, handing the girl the beer and hoping she would accept it and make his night better.

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storieswithelle:

“So I wasn’t thinking when I ordered this foosball table online, so like can I move a chair and a table into your apartment? In exchange, you can use the foosball table as much as you want. Not that you probably wouldn’t anyway, but I thought it’d be polite to ask.” 

“What?” She was confused, honestly. It was an out of the blue question so she tried to dissect it piece by piece before answering, a small giggle had to leave her mouth though. “You want to move a chair and a table to my apartment so that you will have space for your toy?” Vera teased with a shake of her head. “Are you talking about the table and chair in your dining room? Because a better suggestion is that you sell since you don’t use it anyway, considering how you eat your meals on my couch. I mean, it’ll only take up space here in my apartment and you don’t even need them anymore.”