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Julius Ortega! 18! Dillon High School! FAQ: 1. Is it hot in there? No it's just me.

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[lauras-marie]

Julius! I would never! Threatening people is wrong.

[juliusortega]

You would never? Am I talking to you or your cousin?

[kennedy-bruce]

Taking the drink from him, she held back her smile seeing the familiar bottle in her hand. Raising an eyebrow as she brought the drink to her lips, drinking it, she looked down at what he was doing. Rolling her eyes, she sighed, walking off into his living room, sitting down on his couch. “What’s the rush, Jules, we have like a million years to do this. Sit down, talk to me, tell me about your life and what you’ve been doing. Come, come.” She patted the spot next to her, smiling up at him, she knew she was going out on a limb here, knowing he hated her and the last thing he probably wanted to do was sit down and talk. But she gave him that look, she was gazing over at him with those eyes, the same ones she gave him while they were still together and the smile she threw his way was one she had not really reserved just for him, but he was one of the very few who ever got to see it.

[juliusortega]

Julius looked up confused when Kennedy left. "What?" he asked, trying not to let too much of his annoyance into his voice during the question. He sighed when he realized she wasn't going to come back and work on the project with him and got up, following her into the living room without any of his school supplies. He raised an eyebrow at her sudden change of attitude. The Kennedy he knew, at least the one he knew after their relationship ended, really never cared enough to ask how anyone was doing, yet alone the one ex that she had that absolutely hated her guts. But she was looking at him in a way that was so comforting and damn familiar, like they'd gone back in time a few months and she was the girl that cared for him again, and he wasn't at a healthy enough place in his life at that point to refuse. So he sighed, walked over, and plopped down on the couch next to her. "What's up?" he asked, looking at her but trying not to meet her eyes.

[adrian-eli-banks]

"…actually can I come over now? I know it’s late but I really don’t wanna be here"

[juliusortega]

"Of course you can. You're always welcome here."

[juliusortega]

✉️ Beau

Beau: You're going to make me say please?

Julius: unless u don't wanna

[juliusortega]

✉️ Beau

Beau: What do you want Julius? A blow job? A rim job? Do you want me to slick you up with grease, give me some ideas.

Julius: I mean, U never said please or anything

[juliusortega]

Phone Call ☏ JuJu Bae

Tommy: Well, if you /really/ want it then I'd more than willing to suck you nice and slow...

Julius: Oh my God... I do, I really want it.

[juliusortega]

Phone Call ☏ JuJu Bae

Tommy: I'll probably give you a handjob, cause I'm not sure if daddy really deserves my mouth on his dick...

Julius: Why not? But what if I want it....

[juliabaccari]

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[juliusortega]

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DID U JUST

GUESS WHO IT IS JUST GUESS I'LL GIVE U A HINT IT'S BEAU

[adrian-eli-banks]

"uh…I think I’m okay…I don’t think I’m gonna spend any time at home though for a while"

[juliusortega]

"Understandable. If you need to, you could always chill out at my house. You know that, right?"

[juliusortega]

[grantaf]

No, the screen is crushed. I think I’m gonna just have to go out and get another tomorrow.

[juliusortega]

Are you sure you didn't Hulk smash it in a drunken rage? Tomorrow, right. But today's reserved for the Kardashians?

[juliusortega]

✉️ Beau

Beau: I can be really into it if I get to be on top.

Julius: you're losing me

[juliusortega]

Phone Call ☏ JuJu Bae

Tommy: Mm, what would you want me to do exactly? I mean there's different ways to rub you the right way. I can use my mouth.. my hand..

Julius: Wow... Any way you want, babe.

[daltonnorwood-deactivated201702]

Fast food. That is all. I’ve not done embarrassing things, I’ve done risky and sinful things. Which we aren’t talking about in church. I can do that later, or have sex to blow it off. 

Well, you can do that, but I don’t think my mom would like to hear that her taste in lamps is tacky.

[juliusortega]

Yeah? Well I'm pretty I won't still be fucking around with high schoolers when I'm a senior citizen like you. Ooooo. 

Then don't tell her? 

[juliusortega]

Phone Call ☏ JuJu Bae

Tommy: Of course I'd want to... It's /you/.

Julius: Oh my God... Okay. If you were here, I'd let you.