taker.

"i wish i could be a giver, but i've given so much that there's nothing left for me to do other then take. just a little. give me something i've been needing for the longest time."

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & astor

GAGE: Gonna say, my abs are volunteering rn. Seems like I'm just gonna have a shirt day instead. No biggie.

GAGE: I really hope you like cold pizza cause that's all I have on me atm.

EVAN: Amen, because abs are like, so damn great. And I've seen yours. Your abs are a whole new level of great.

EVAN: Cold pizza is fine, I don't mind it at all.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & seth

SETH: Oh it's real easy

SETH: I know a ton of guys that never grew out of their fray boy phase

SETH: That and they're always getting numerous noise complaints so I always know where the party is at

EVAN: You need to reconsider your contacts, by the way. But for now, keep these guys around, I'm into this party crashing thing.

EVAN: Great. Let me know when there's a party going on and we'll get to work on it!

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & astor

GAGE: I mean... I also wear short shorts and sometimes a sports bra, so that basically limits your canvas.

GAGE: Am I being difficult? I'm gonna bring you some pizza to make up for that, tbh.

EVAN: That does limit my canvas, but I'm a perfectionist, I'll figure it out.

EVAN: You don't really need to make up for it, but I'm accepting the pizza.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & astor

GAGE: Fuck, alright.

GAGE: One thing, though -- I would really appreciate if said bruises weren't anywhere near my neck. I still have to go to work. You know, being a professional and stuff...

EVAN: No need to worry over that, I'll work my way around it.

EVAN: The neck is a somewhat small part of the body, there'll be plenty space left for me to work my magic. You know, paint my work of art.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & trenton

TRENTON: too late for me to back out now. you know all my secrets so you must be killed

TRENTON: shit really? what a friend you are. just don't get mad if we fuck the same girl

TRENTON: fuck that's hot

EVAN: If you even so attempt to kill me, I will dig my very short yet very precise nail and slice your carotid with it. It's a very quick death, so be grateful.

EVAN: Meh, I'm not greedy or anything like that. Unless we had a threesome, then I'd be wanting all the attention on me.

EVAN: That's not at all surprising seeing as I, myself, am hot.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & seth

SETH: Such a gracious offer

SETH: Now where shall we take this adventure? Are you in a bar or a club sort of mood? We could always crash a party too.

EVAN: I was going to say we could go to a bar, but nope, now we're definitely crashing a party. Let's do this.

EVAN: But how do we even find a party to crash?

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & trenton

TRENTON: sure

TRENTON: ah fuck off. aint no shame in bein the little spoon. not sayin i do it though

TRENTON: sounds like a whole lot of fuckin work. do it for me

TRENTON: lot of girls don't showcase that kind of shit. but it's hot, trust me. be loud and be proud

EVAN: Dude, I wasn't even shaming you. Let's be real, I /wish/ I was a little spoon. Getting cuddled like that? Must be AWESOME. But if you insist - sure, you're the big spoon, def.

EVAN: I could do it, yeah. I have a pretty great memory. Just tell me whenever their names whenever you fuck, then I'll remember them for you.

EVAN: I am already loud and proud. Be thankful you don't like on the 9th floor, 'cause I feel sorry for my neighbors for how fucking loud I get.

[wxtts]

    —- “ i maintain that he punched himself in the face.. “

[evanpxrcher]

Walking away from the ER bed the man was in, Evan finished writing some detailed on his patient chart. She scoffed at Watts’ words as she reached the nurses’ station. “Sure, yeah, that excuse’ll work,” she talked back, her tone clearly ironic. “I’m still gonna have to ask him if he wants to press charges, ya’ know that, right?”

[evanpxrcher]

“You don’t owe me anything,” she answered. God, if there was someone who wouldn’t help out someone in the times where they needed it the most, Ivory would doubt they’d ever become friends. How could one be so selfish? Sure, most of the time, Ivy, herself, could have been easily perceived as that kind of person, but those who were closest to her would definitely beg to differ. “You never did and you never will. I was there for you and that’s about it. I didn’t do it for you to think I’d want something in return. That’s a thing people who genuinely care about each other do, right? Nothing else.” As she carried on, Ivory nodded ever so slowly and then sent yet another smile in Evan’s way. “If that’s the case – then we’re both just dumb. That is not up for discussion, either.”

She shrugged, ever so lightly. “No, it’s not,” Ivory assured, lifting her chin up as her gaze was still sternly focusing at the things that were happening outside. She swore, that if she looked back at her ex-girlfriend she would probably start crying. Again. But that was not happening. She couldn’t possibly have let herself do that twice during one day. One time was enough for an entire month, wasn’t it? “Strictly business terminology, that’s what I am good at. – You knew what I meant, and I am glad.” She confessed. “As glad as I am that you like it, too. I doubt I would want to change a thing.” At this point, Ivory wasn’t exactly sure what she wanted. Did she want to be happy and let everything go? Or did she want to stop feeling anything in general? Who knew?

Once Ivory finally allowed herself to walk a bit closer to Evan, she took the other’s hand in hers; her grip wasn’t neither strong or too weak, it was just there. “— and you’re really the one who says that I have the work stench trailing after me?” The woman teased as she lead them straight from her office all the way to the bathroom, opening the door. “Get yourself ready, I will bring us some spare sweats, or somethin’…”

Evangelina shook her head as soon as she heard the words coming out of Ivory’s mouth. “That’s not what I meant. I don’t feel like I owe you, I feel like it’s the least I could do for something I care so much about.” She attempted to explain in the simplest way she could, and without much detail. She knew that if she went on to explain in depth how much she cared about Ivy, she could go on for hours. Also, Evan knew she didn’t have to tell the other about it, as she most likely knew. If there was one person who knew how much Evan cared, that person was Ivory. “I know you didn’t do it because of that. It’s just what we do for the people we lo— the people we care about.” She looked down at the floor, rubbing her eye with the palm of her hand. She breathed, “But I never said I wasn’t dumb.” She gave her ex-girlfriend the most stupid wink ever, not even sure herself why she would’ve done that.

If it weren’t Ivory she was talking to right now, Evan would’ve been at least a little worried about the person avoiding eye-contact. It usually meant the person was lying, or was simply uncomfortable with the conversation. But this was Ivory Keegan, and Evan knew the woman well enough to know that the whole ‘looking out the window thing’ was for Ivy’s own protection. In that way, she was much like Evan herself - vulnerable to eye-contact. She also knew Ivory well enough to understand all the business lingo. “Whatever it’s called - an agreement, a pact, a thing, us -, I don’t care as long as it is,” she told her, hoping that she at least made some sense. It was true thought, Evan really didn’t mind what they were called (actually, she didn’t even need a label at all), she just wanted to at least keep what they had. 

Her hand felt nice on Ivory’s, just touching one another without effort to hold hands, per say. She laughed as they walked their way to the bathroom. “Hey, I won’t deny it! The smell of hospital follows me around - much like a ghost. Although that’s kind of morbid to say, given as people actually... die there.” Evan shrugged away the subject, kicking off her shoes as she did so. “’K, cool.” She looked at Ivory, a slight smile on her lips, and unbottoned her pants. “Bring me your green sweatshirt, will you? I love that one.”

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & astor

GAGE: Look, I am all sweaty and probably bruised up from hours upon hours of training - if you wanna have sex with someone like that, I am game.

EVAN: If you weren't already sweaty and bruised, you'd be end up that way after we had sex, so... I'm game. Of course I won't be beating the shit out of you like training, but, you know, different kind of sweaty and bruised.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & seth

SETH: I do love gifts

SETH: Alright, alright. You've got your whatever aura.

SETH: I'll tone down my dashing looks to give you a fair chance. As your wingman it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.

EVAN: Oh, look at your, so kind... a gentleman. Thanks, then. If I see a girl so clearly straight, I'll let you bring your dashing looks back in the game.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & grayson

GRAYSON: you need to stop taking advantage of the med students, it's disturbing whenever i end up sleeping with the same student and they end up comparing us

GRAYSON: exactly. med students are great and efficient, but it can be refreshing to sleep with someone who doesn't get invigorated whenever i talk about the endocrine system

EVAN: I could like, inform you whenever I sleep with a med student. That way, you don't have to go through that situation unless it's necessary because the girl is too hot. Starting with the senior I ate out in hospital's supplies room. Senior at UBC, blonde, blue eyes, appears straight. Name is something resembling Kaitlyn, Katherine, something like that. Don't sleep with her if you don't want to be compared to a ex goddess.

EVAN: Exactly. Also, after we're done they always seem to think I'll find a wayto put them in the residency problem just because we fucked. Poor souls, too naive.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & jocelyn

JOCELYN: oh, sweetheart, i'd be having sex with you anyway. haven't you heard that i'm an extremely generous person who loves doing charity?

JOCELYN: ooh, don't hold back the passion. please tell me more about practicality when we fuck, yeah?

EVAN: I was gonna say something witty or snarky againstyou qualifying me as 'charity', but to be fucking honest I don't mind being your charity case if I means we get to fuck.

EVAN: Of course I wasn't planning on discussing the concept of practicality while we had sex, I meant practical as in "the first place we see fit to fuck because I'm too horny to wait".

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & trenton

TRENTON: alright chill

TRENTON: also why does everyone think i'm a cuddler? it's a serious question

TRENTON: the thing is though, i don't really remember their names and if they were good or not

TRENTON: never took you for a womanizer. it's kinda hot

EVAN: I'm the chillest chill to ever chill, what are you talking about?

EVAN: I don't know, you just give off that vibe, you know? Anyway, bet you're a little spoon.

EVAN: Then you're just gonna have to test it out again. This time make sure you remember their names and how good they were. For future reference.

EVAN: Hey, I'm offended! How come you didn't think I was a womanizer? I have so much sex it's like I have a sign on my back saying "fuck me".

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & trenton

TRENTON: is it the beard? it's always the beard

TRENTON: i do get a pretty good amount of action, so somethins gotta be working for me

TRENTON: so what, are you texting everyone in your contact list to see who's down to fuck? nice strategy, gotta try it

EVAN: It's the beard, yeah, mainly. But also the eyes. Gotta give it to you, dude, those are nice fucking eyes. Also, you're a pretty nice guy. And tall, too. Strong. I bet you're a killer cuddler. Boyfriend material AND fuck buddy material, you must be getting the best of both worlds.

EVAN: ...I wasn't gonna say it, but yeah, I kinda am? Not everyone, everyone. Just the girls I find attractive, or the ones I've hooked up with before. You should try it, I believe it'll double your chances of actually getting laid.

[evanpxrcher]

txt mssg ✉ evan & trenton

TRENTON: you really know how to make a man feel special ev

TRENTON: need help gettin laid or somethin?

EVAN: Hey, you know what I mean. I find you... pleasing to look at. If I were into dudes, you'd be the first to know. Not only know, you'd be the first to check that out for a fact.

EVAN: Also, if I had to be a man, I'd totally want look like you. Killer beard, man, very pleasing to my aesthetic.

EVAN: I never /need/ help getting laid, but every once in a while I find that I could get down with a wingman.

[liveasheroes]

Just be yourself.