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Frankie Prescott One day it's here and then it's gone How are you still holding on? How are you still holding on?"

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I've decided to leave the rp due to time and lack of muse but I just want to say that this has been one of the best group rpgs that I've been in awhile. You all made it memorable & fun & hopefully I'll get muse for Frankie or even a new one & will be back but until then I'll miss you all !!

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I'm thinking about possibly dropping Frankie and maybe picking up someone else... my muse has been lacking something fierce but I'm not sure... any ideas ?

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fordstevenson‌:

      he was absolutely exhausted and he knew that was pretty clear through his demeanour, no matter how much he was trying to pretend he felt energetic and like he could take on the world, it was quite the opposite. his hand was resting comfortably against his chin, practically staring at the wall as he tried to convince himself not to fall asleep on the other person. “i’m listening!!” ford insisted, blinking a few times. “we were talking about… uh.. cheese.” a quick pause. “— yeah, i’m not even going to lie. i have no idea what you were saying, but i’m listening now. you have my word..”

   “ I’m pretty sure that I’ll lose it again in a minute or two tops. “ frankie muttered rolling her eyes for good measure. she might not have been talking about the greatest article she had wrote, but even she could find some kind of entertainment with what color should be your living room. “ What I was going to say is you seem like an orange kind of person. “ 

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elecnoras‌:

“ okay, hypothetical question; if one was to spill paint on their bedroom floor, do you think their parents would kill them ??” eleonora’s hands and shirt were covered in light blue paint. this was a pretty common thing for the girl, since she was fairly clumsy, things always slipped out of her hands and paint splatters ended up on the floor. “ because if so, I might be dead. “ 

    curls shook back and forth from frankie shaking her head with a few slips of laughter. “ Well I think that would depend on the parent. “ she teased while taking in the female. “ I dunno I’m sure we could probably find ways to help you not be dead and if worse comes to worse I’ve heard of a psychic that could be the real thing. “

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Today has been one of my worst days in a while & I feel like a wreck & mess combined. I'm so sorry for my absence I'll be back tomorrow I'm just not in the right mindset.

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cleomaguires:

“ I feel like death. “ cleo groaned, hiding her head in her hands. “ I think I only slept a total of four hours all weekend, and then I decided to take three hours of dance class. why ?? I have no clue. “ she ranted. all cleo wanted was to just go home and sleep for hours, but she couldn’t. “ my legs feel like jelly. “ 

    “ Only four hours ? What exactly were you doing ? “ frankie teased with a hint of a smirk on her lips. “ Okay now that just sounds like complete death so why would you put yourself through something so tedious ? “ 

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doramaguire:

❝ so earlier today some girl came in to the bakery counter and asked to order one of our ice-cream cakes with ‘happy birthday daddy’ in icing on it, which would have been innocent enough. but she then topped it off with a special request for us to draw not one, but three eggplant emojis. which meant it was definitely not for her father…and if i didn’t need the money so badly, i would have walked out right then and there. ❞

   “ Yeah -- i don’t think i would have been able to even finish that cake. How did the other baker’s take it ? “ 

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oh my goodness, i’m back & i’ve missed you all ! i was going to log on last night once i got back, but my neighbor brought me a kitten which has been taken up my time as i’ve been bottle feeding him. i’ve found free time though so i’m here wanting to plot with all of the new babes, & if you’d like to continue any threads post the event let me know !! okay that’s it i am going to go reply to starters.

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text frankie ↬ all

Frankie: okay this is out of the blue, but like if we were to be attacked by aliens do you think bacon would make them second guess ?

Frankie: i mean who in their right mind would turn down bacon ?

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imessage (regina⬄frankie)

regina: what an odd statement. you make babies stop crying when you fight?

regina: i'll just bribe them with in n out. no criminal on the run would harm someone who just gave them a neapolitan shake.

frankie: 😂 no i don't believe in violence.... unless it's a last resort

frankie: i don't think i can logically argue against that cause who in their right mind wouldn't want that shake ?

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ofmorris:

When Morris was informed that he’d be spending his day at the animal shelter with another volunteer, he saw no problem in it. He got along with people often, and especially with others who showed compassion for innocent little animals. That was until he caught an eyeful of who the other volunteer was. FRANKIE. Frankie Prescott. “…Hello,” he greeted, following a brief pause to regain his composure. “You look lovely.” They were trying to be friends, but their break-up had been messy and gradual and unresolved; meaning, they never quite “properly” fell out of love. Combined with his prevailing theory that they grew apart because they were too in love too young and simply were unequipped to handle such feelings, well… he didn’t know where he and the girl stood even now. “Are you the other volunteer?” he asked, even though the answer was obvious. It would’ve been easier for him just to leave, but the lovable animals in the room were compelling him to stay.

   halston’s animals shelter felt like a second home to the prescott oddly enough. if she wasn’t at work more than likely you could find her there volunteering. of course it started as a punishment due to some bad decisions in high school, but now she was almost addicted to spending her time helping the animals. today wasn’t supposed to be anything different except it was. she froze upon seeing morris immediately feeling like she had just swallowed a bag of rocks. “ Uh thanks. You look well I’m sure the modeling is going good. “ she replied slightly awkwardly. sure, they were trying to be friends that didn’t mean she exactly knew how to do that. how could she pretend that he wasn’t someone she had planned a future with ?  “ Looks that way, Are you ready to get started ?  Cause honestly I need some cuddling with the new puppies. “ she suggested hoping to change the subject.  turning on her heels frankie started heading towards the kennels regardless if he followed she needed a little space to regain her composure.  

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griffincd:

he takes a deep breath, this was his older sister someone that he trusted with his life. he licks his lips because maybe it was time to tell someone how he was feeling, “i’ve never been happy - i’m a surrogacy gone wrong. I-I’m not what they wanted; they wanted a good perfect child and i got sent away.” he finally looks at her again, “forget it.” everyone said his parents loved him but he couldn’t push himself to forget it. “you know i’m always down for food.”

    his words broke her heart. how could he ever think that he was a failure ?  she wanted to cry, & curse herself that she hadn’t caught on to it sooner. how long had he been thinking this ? she didn’t want to know the answer. swallowing the lump in her throat frankie began to speak in soft tones afraid that if she raised her voice it’d crack. “ Griffin --- “ she paused briefly, thinking of the words to say. “ Bub you could never be a surrogacy gone wrong & absolutely no one is perfect. I’m not going to pretend that I know how they felt or why they sent you away, but they looked miserable. “ taking another hard swallow frankie looked up into the sky, teeth gnawing at her bottom lip. “ You’re perfect in your own way Griffon & if they can’t or won’t see it then that is their loss okay ? Because they are missing out on knowing the most compassionate, determined, & witty human being. “ she knew she couldn’t fix the problem not without lying to him, and that was one thing she refused to do with griffin; but she hoped it helped in some way. wiping at the corners of her eyes she brought back her smile. “ I love you & if you want to forget this we can, regardless some burgers sound heavenly right now. “

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imessage (regina⬄frankie)

regina: 'not a big fan' those r fighting words

regina: i'm gonna be home in 10... stop on by whenever ur heart disires!! i'll leave the door unlocked

frankie: they are, are they ? well i hate to break it to you, but im a pacifist.

frankie: now that's so NOT safe what if someone that's not me comes in & turns out they're a criminal on the run.

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elleehart:

elle had barely looked over at the other, her eyes red and puffy from crying, she wasn’t really expecting to see anyone she knew but it was small town. “…”

   “ Hey are you alright ? “ the words leaving her lips urgently as she made her way closer to the female. “ What’s wrong? Are you hurt ? Do I need to take you somewhere ? “ she questioned a bit frantic while her eyes scanned the woman over for any injuries.

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crosbydcniels:

“i don’t get how people are, like, SO into the whole social media thing. it seems super toxic, don’t you think? people don’t need to spend all their time seeing other people’s perfect lives. it’s all fake, anyway.”

   “ I dunno I think it depends on what you use it for y’know ? I know people that only use it to stay in contact with family member’s or old friends but I could see how toxic it could be especially when you come across the ‘ perfect life’ posts. “ 

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taeminiepark:

“it’s wonderful how common things can look beautiful with the right perspective, isn’t it?” 

    “ It’s crazy actually how a slight angle can change an entire photograph & it’s beauty. “ 

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shanekellcr:

“Some grumpy, middle-aged man literally wrote ‘get a real job’ on the tip line of his receipt today, so, that’s how my day’s going,” Shane huffed. “How’s yours?”

     “ People are just wonderful aren’t they.. “ the brunette commented with a shake of her head. “ Mine ? Definitely didn’t have anything like that happen, but I spilled my mug of tea on my shirt 10 minutes before a meeting. “