Wild Youth

Greyson Miles 21. e l e c t r o k i n e s i s post nubila phoebus { indie rp }

[extrasad]

they say we can’t time travel but I swear to god every time I hear your name I’m thrown back to the moment you left and it always hurts just as much

(via brit-rps)

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[greysonmiles]

Text: Piper

Piper: [no reply]

Greyson: What, didn't catch the bouquet?

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[greysonmiles]

Text: Piper

Piper: Decidedly Mafia-free.

Greyson: #disappointed

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[annie--fitzgerald]

I wouldn’t kill you for all the money in the world G.

[greysonmiles]

Now that's how you get your book fees cleared.

[greysonmiles]

Text: Piper

Piper: Lively.

Greyson: Please tell me there was a kneecapping or somebody is now 'sleepin' with tha fishes'.

[annie--fitzgerald]

Ah yes that is true.

[greysonmiles]

...Please don't kill me.

[annie--fitzgerald]

Your spirit?

Or just you yourself could visit instead.

[greysonmiles]

Because you're not gonna get the money unless I'm dead.

Things gain more value once the subject is dead.

[annie--fitzgerald]

Or I’ll just take it and go live in a Villa on the southern coast of France where I can paint all day.

[greysonmiles]

...Can my spirit visit?

[greysonmiles]

Text: Piper

Piper: I should have told you. I realize that.

Greyson: How was the wedding?

[annie--fitzgerald]

Perfect.

[greysonmiles]

You and all the future little Warners can have whatever your heart desires with all that money.

[greysonmiles]

Text: Piper

Piper: Saturday.

Greyson: If it wasn't you who I was talking to, I'd probably be a bit offended.