I'm always in a hole

Hush, hush, the world is quiet Hush, hush we both can't fight it It's us that made this mess Why can't you understand? Whoa, I won't sleep tonight I won't sleep tonight

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kiermik:

@foxxiboiii | DARREN

“The night’s not over yet.”

“Oh? I was under the impression that when the bar closes, the night does too.”

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noblebro:

@foxxiboiii | DARREN

“Be a fighter. Backbone, desire.”

“I like to think I have the backbone part down, maybe the desire. Don’t know if I’m up to fighter staus just yet though.”

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ahahron:

@foxxiboiii | DARREN

“I hate feeling like this.”

“Everybody does. It's something we have to live with, especially during times like this.”

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deathdefiined:

“because,” she marveled, amusement transforming her features, “it won’t matter to me if you’ll agree or not because if you don’t, i’ll just make you.” manipulation, brute force and head-games were blairs preferred methods when it came to getting people to bend to her will, though in this situation method number three seemed to be her best bet. “gosh, such grim thoughts. no ― you’re not killing someone, but, you’ll be assisting me in a take-down so big it’ll feel like we’re wiping out the entire city. now, don’t let that get you nervous because i really have to know, how do you feel about werewolves?”

Darren’s feeling of uneasiness worsened as the other continued to talk. He couldn’t shake the feeling of impending dread from his skin and he shivered slightly. “Make me? I doubt you can manage that,” he said, eyes flicking away from her. “I don’t mind them. Haven’t run into many of them, but the ones I have were decent. What do they have to do with any of this?” he asked with a sigh. “What did they ever do to you?”

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peteymik:

Peter: yeah! absolutely!!! Peter: omg Peter: im so excited

Darren: Me too!  Darren: I can’t wait to getting to know you better Darren: and to see how cute you look playing mini golf

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@deathdefiined

“I don't need to live by your rules, you don't control me,”

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@seanhmik

“I get a little bit nervous around you,”

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peteymik:

Peter: no problem <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 Peter: im free all the time! Peter: so just tell me when and we can go!!!!!

Darren: Really?! Darren: So you’d be free tomorrow night? Say 6?

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peteymik:

Peter: i think you should do your best! Peter: im not very good at sports either tbh! i love cute things though! Peter: OOOOOOOOOOO: Peter: youre cute too!!!!!!!!

Darren: Thank you Peter :) Darren: I’m really looking forward to taking you out. When’s the soonest you can go? Darren: I may be a little excited

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peteymik:

Peter: !!!!! Peter: it sounds really fun! Peter: just don’t be surprised when i use my awesome vampire skills to super win Peter: ^u^

Darren: As if I’d let you lose anyways.

Darren: I’m sure you’d win anyways, I’m not the best at sports. I just like mini gold because everything is cute

Darren: Like you

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deathdefiined:

blair doesn’t bother replying to his honesty, instead, a girlish laugh escapes her, she’s relishing in the provokement. “oh, come on,” blair says as she takes a step forward, feigning mock innocence, “i was just playing. i wouldn’t hurt you, you’re too cute ― besides, i need your help with something, maybe a few somethings.”

“Why don’t you tell me what you need help with before I agree to anything.” he suggests. “Don’t want to get caught up anything that’ll end with me in a body bag.” he eyes the distance between them wearily, but doesn’t move any further back, knowing she’ll just follow him. “I’m not killing anyone, just getting that out in the open now,”

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text to Darren @foxxiboiii 

Peter: so like Peter: do you know where you wanna go??

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Darren: I do! 

Darren: How does mini golf and ice cream sound? Figured it’d be something a little more fun than a movie and dinner.

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deathdefiined:

a smirk forms onto the femmes face, though it’s quick to fade as her eyebrows raise, her gaze focusing onto the other, “good instincts,” cue the wink. “you’re not scared, are you? i promise i’m only mean when i’m hungry.”

“I wouldn’t say scared. More like... cautious. Definitely not letting my guard down anytime soon,” he said, taking a small step backwards. “Not unless I want to wind up injures anyways.” He knew better than to trust people like her. She may look innocent to the eye, but she is so much more underneath. 

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joelsaltz: 

“I don’t even like powdered donuts.”

“Okay. Well I have no more comebacks for that one.” Darren said, frowning a bit. “What did you do with all of them? There’s no way you could have eaten all of them.”

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@deathdefiined

“I don’t know who you are but you don’t strike me as the trustworthy type.” Darren said quietly, looking the woman in front of up and down. “And my instincts are usually right,”

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joelsaltz:

“Drugs might have made a more interesting story.”

“True, but it would also be more painful most likely. At least with powdered donuts you can enjoy them.”