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ANNOUNCMENT
// so as i'm sure you've all noticed, i haven't been online here. like at all. so i made a secondary blog on my enjolras blog wooooo
its the same url except with a 2 after it
also im transfering tumblrverse blog over there too!
i'm sure i'll come back to this blog after the school year is done but for now go there for your joly needs xx
"Good, ‘cause they really wanna see you guys again. Actually Leslie-Anne is really interested in seeing ‘Chetta again. She really wants to know about babies." he laughed. "You’ll be a doctor though. It’s what you want." Bossuet smiled at him. "But I like when I have you here."
"Yeah, I'm sure it'll all be worth it in the end, but right now it's a pain in the ass sometimes," He said with a laugh. "I'm excited to see your sisters too. It'll be fun."
"She said she would. Are you?" he asked the other. "By the way," he pressed a quick kiss to Eric’s lips. "I miss you when you aren’t around."
"'Course," Eric said with a grin. "Wouldn't miss it. I miss you too-- I feel like I've been so ridiculously busy with this whole doctor thing lately."
"He was drunk or something, I don’t know really, and they have history." he sighed. "I’m really glad I probably couldn’t recognize this guy in a crowd. I’d punch him." he sighed again, nuzzling Joly. "I just want all our friends to be happy, you know? Maybe he will show up tomorrow, and it’ll be fun. Either way I’m seeing Leslie-Anne, who I haven’t seen since I brought R down there."
"Yeah. Is Chetta coming tomorrow?" Eric asked.
"I don’t like upsetting people babe." he said to the other, nuzzling into his arms. "I just hope shit works out for him- like he fucked up, I know. Big time, because this guy, he used to sell hard shit to Prouvaire, and he’s a major ass apparently." he sighed.
"Wait, really? He'd choose someone like that over Enjolras?" Eric shook his head. "Do you think they're going to get back together?"
"I just fucked up Joly." He fucked up a lot, but normally he only really hurt himself in the process, and he hated when he upset people. "I’m glad you’re home right now."
Eric pulled his boyfriend into his arms. "You didn't fuck up. Anyway, R's the one who cheated. I mean, I can kind of understand why he did it, but he still cheated and hanging out with the guy he cheated with probably isn't going to help much. Don't feel bad."
He frowned. “I noticed. I really need to get a job or something, because it’s really lame while you’re at school and work all the time- not the point.” he leaned against the other lightly, not wanting to put all his weight on his boyfriend. “Short story, an old friend of his and Ep’s and Prouvaire’s came up and the fooled around while he was drunk and R got all kinds of hickies and apparently they broke up. I’m not all that sure exactly what happened. Well R was like ‘should I still come’ because I asked if he was, and I said ‘yeah sure’ or something, and then I sort of offhandedly mentioned the asshole and he said he wasn’t coming, and I feel bad about it. I think he would have a good time. And I can’t comfort him because he’s not at home, and I don’t know what to do.”
"Enj and R broke up?" He asked. "Wow. Can't say I was expecting that. I'll text R and make sure he's alright, tell him to still come tomorrow. Don't worry, babe. I'm sure it'll be okay."
"What do you mean, you hecked up?" Eric asked, going to where Bossuet had said he was and sitting next to him.
Bossuet sighed. “So do you know what’s going on with R right now? And you know how I want to roadtrip to dad’s and the girls’?”
"Wait, what's going on with R?" He asked. "I haven't been on tumblr or really anywhere other than the E.R. in the last few days."
"What do you mean, you hecked up?" Eric asked, going to where Bossuet had said he was and sitting next to him.
//the problem with having two accounts on which i follow the same blogs is that i constantly get confused about which blog im on
How'd you end up getting together with Joly and Musichetta?
Funny story. We met at the local brothel. Chetta was selling girl scout cookies, and me and Joly were looking for girl scout cookies and we all were confused how we got in a brothel
The best answer possible.
[text] Um. So hypothetically, what should I do if someone swallows a ring? And hypothetically they aren't choking on it.
[Text] You swallowed a ring?
[Text] I would recommend laxatives. There's not much hope for getting it out the other way if it's past your esophagus, unless you want to take some ipecac.
i'm sorry about how aggressively absent i've been yrhtergtht4g
honestly tho just message me on skype or on my main blog any time and tell me to come on here and i will most likely do it
{text} I lost my job
[Text] What happened?
He nodded and sat on the couch. “You are literally the best.”
Eric chuckled. "You're silly." He went into the bathroom and returned shortly later with some supplies, using an antibacterial wipe on his hands first and another fresh one to clean the burn. "Hey, look on the bright side-- maybe you'll find a job where you don't have to be hit with grease."
{text} I lost my job
[Text] What happened?
{text} I got it. He walked to the door and unlocked it, forgetting the burn on his arm to hug Joly.
"Hey, babe. Oh, that looks like it hurts," He said, glancing at Klaus' arm. "Sit down, I'll go get some stuff to clean it, okay?"
{text} I lost my job
[Text] What happened?
{text} You’re fucking amazing. {text} I’m sorry babe.
[Text] Don't be.
[Text] Come unlock the door? I forgot my keys like an idiot
{text} I lost my job
[Text] What happened?
[Text] Yep! I’m on the metro home. Is Chetta home?
[Text] I love you. Please don’t stress about it.
{text} I don’t see her {text} I love you too {text} I can’t make any promises about stressing.
[Text] I'll be there to cheer you up <3
[Text] Now that I think about it, I think she said she had a shift tonight.
