REAL ONES.

mn.

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SMS ▬ dazed daisy.

daisy: THIS IS 43 DEGREES LADY, HOW DARE U.

daisy: when will i see you next? i miss you.

hens: i need a refund on friends

hens: soon, baby, i promise.

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SMS ▬ open.

lyla: well come on down and have all the capri cun you like hens, we've got enough for you to drink your feelings away

lyla: and great

lyla: now this is going to bother me. if that person could truly tell the temperature of the coffee from touch or sense i need to know how

lyla: like it should be physically impossible but is it? is it really?

hens: capri.... sun

hens: don't shame me like this i've had a long day

hens: you're the best

hens: oh my god turn your medical brain off for 4 seconds lyla

hens: i don't want to think about that lady ever again

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SMS ▬ leo

leo: wow i can't believe that grey's is more important than me.

leo: fine but i just changed out of my work clothes & im shirtless & there's no way in hell im putting a shirt on for u. so ur just going to have to deal with it :)

hens: mmmm only by a little

hens: you ?? shirtless ?? i can't believe i have 2 suffer so badly

hens: ohhhh well, i guess i'll just HAVE to deal with it :/

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SMS ▬ open.

lyla: wait

lyla: how did they detect the temperature?

lyla: did they carry a thermometer on them? did they check with their mouth?

lyla: i don't understand

lyla: but come over Hens. We've got vodka, capri sun, and maybe even some boxed wine if i can find it

hens: apparently they just ~knew~ that it wasn't 120 degrees exactly.

hens: "this is 150 degrees AT LEAST!"

hens: B I T C H

hens: i fuckin hate my job

hens: anyway, you had me at capri cun.

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SMS ▬ open.

daisy: MISS EXCUSE ME, MISS I'D ICED COFFEE TO BE EXACTLY 42 DEGREES.

daisy: I EXPECT IT PROMPTLY THANK U xoxo

daisy: anyways people are fucking assholes and i'm sorry ily.

hens: YOU CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF

hens: it's okay baby i love you too

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SMS ▬ leo

leo: gross people make me want to throw up

leo: i have a bottle of scotch open right now if you want to come by.

hens: me too why can't i just be a famous designer now and quit this stupid coffee shop already

hens: thanks babe ur the best i'm coming as soon as this episode of grey's is over ok? ok

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SMS ▬ open.

hensley: today someone got mad at me because their drink was "way hotter than 120 degrees"

hesnley: first of fcuking aL L

hensley: who orders their drink at a specific temperature???! !! SECOND, IT WAS 120 DEGREES BECAUSE I CHECKED!!!

hensley: help me i need a drink today was so stressful

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CONTACT: actual angel. 

RINGTONE: FLAWLESS - BEYONCE.

sms, 4:50p. → i had literally the worst day.sms, 4:52p. → come cuddle, please ):sms, 4:53p. → or take a bath with me im grumpy af

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( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry

sms, 7:16p. → you should be a professional drunk karaoke singer sms, 7:16p. → ur singing is beautiful i’m so proud of u sms, 7:20p. → more of this pls

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#

CONTACT: cupcake. ♥

RINGTONE: OUTLAWS - ALESSIA CARA.

sms, 3:02a. → are you up?sms, 3:02a. → i’m bored.sms, 3:02a. → lets go do something. sms, 3:02a. → like go to taco bell.   

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( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good

sms, 8:05p. → what….sms, 8:06p. → what drugs did you taKEsms, 8:10p. → LYLA  

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aw dang! i misread the floor four section. that's a bummer, i was excited to apply! :( good luck w your group tho!

daglhasdgl i’m sorry honey but thank you !!

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would u guys like naomi scott in ur group?

our group is full rn, babe !!

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jcmiem:

the sound of squishing shoes could be heard as the doors of the lobby were gently pried open. a ‘wet floor’ sign occupied the entrance, indicating that jamie was not the first to get caught in the rainy connecticut weather. jamie’s fingernails were in between his teeth as he absentmindedly stared ahead of him, walking the familiar path to the mailboxes that was ingrained in his brain. he stood there for a few moments, lost in thought, before noticing a figure behind him “oh, uh, shit —am i in your way?” he fumbled, suddenly hyper-aware of how his shirt clung to his skin and just how much water was sliding off of him. he quickly pulled his hand out his mouth and shoved it into a pocket.

before leaving her apartment that morning, hensley had though maybe i should bring an umbrella and was cursing silently to herself as she got caught in the rainy weather after work. with red hair damp and clinging to her face, hensley sighed, making her way towards the mailboxes as she noticed a familiar male in her way. “yes, and you’re also dripping, which makes this entire situation even worse.” hensley commented, although she wasn’t much to speak, as her hair sent water droplets cascading onto the floor. “distracted, j?” she asked quickly after, her slim frame sliding past him to get to her mailbox. nimble fingers unlocked and retrieved her mail before turning her attention back to jamie. 

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just in case you missed it in the discord you guys are free to start now !! please make sure you’re following everyone.

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( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry

sms, 11:05p. → i’m in TEARS, lyla. literal tearssms, 11:08p. → i listened to it again i’m literally never deleting this ever ever ever 

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can u pls link me to the blogroll?

here u go !!