Ralph Harris

I'M RALPH, 25 YEARS OLD, COLLEGE GRADUATE. I STUDIED HISTORY AND ART NYU. I WAS BORN IN TEXAS, BUT RAISED IN LA. IF THERE IS ANYTHING ELSE YOU'RE CURIOUS TO KNOW JUST SEND ME AN ASK AND I'LL ANSWER AT MY DISCRETION.

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She’s surprisingly light for a little girl who can eat her weight in dog food!

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I’m pretty sure it all goes to her fur.

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Maggie got tired during our walk today, so Daddy had to carry her. 

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Ethan: I'm downright devilish, didn't ya know?

Ethan: Public schools in the south are a bitch for subs. Shirt tucked in, no shirts with logos, shorts in summer and pants in winter with no exceptions, and the subs weren't allowed to look sloppy at all.

Ralph: Oh that I knew.

Ralph: And here I was thinking you were going to school in skimpy clothing. Like some of your work clothes.

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Ethan: Ever??

Ethan: I got it a minimum of ten times. Usually for repeatedly breaking the dress code or making out in hallways.

Ralph: I'm dating a bad boy.

Ralph: Dress code?

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Ethan: The image of you in Saturday detention scribbling on your notebooks and sneaking me texts is a new favorite.

Ralph: I've never had Saturday school.

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Ethan: I expect selfies throughout the day. :D

Ethan: Just so you know.

Ralph: You got it. Though before class starts. I wouldn't want to get Saturday school.

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Ethan: For casual days at work.

Ethan: https://img1.etsystatic.com/054/1/9196086/il_340x270.717620563_amjc.jpg

Ralph: I love it. I'm so wearing that on Monday.

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Ethan: You know it ruins the fun to tell you, right?

Ralph: Will you show me?

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Ethan: We'd have at least two or three more by now otherwise.

Ethan: No problem! No, this is more "I found something today I though you'd love" and sorta bought it instantly.

Ralph: You got me something? What is it?

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Ethan: I wish, but not until we're in a place with a backyard. Though if you want an animal surprise Maggie left pawprints on the papers you were working on last night post-walk?

Ralph: That's the only thing stopping us from more dogs.

Ralph: Thanks for the heads up. I'll print out another batch.

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Text: I have a surprise! I hope spending the day with Aid went well, but now you need to get your butt home and prepare to admit you have the best boyfriend ever.

Ethan: P.S. I want sixteen dogs. Just warning you this is what you signed up for. I might've been on the animal shelter website today...

Ralph: Did we get another dog?

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Am I one of your passions? Just curious, as always because of a conversation Hunter and I had.

Yes. Being with you is one of those times when I’m most passionate, so I have to say yes.

[mendrinkingtea]

AGONY far more painful than yours

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18 and brotttther ralph/aiden

“This is, without a doubt, the stupidest plan you’ve ever had.” Aiden shoved a spoonful of yogurt, Ralph’s frozen yogurt, into his mouth. “Of course I’m in.” He added with a wink and smirk.

“Of course.” Ralph was already starting to rethink asking his brother for her.

“I can get Shiloh to let us into the club early.” His smirk was too wide for Ralph’s liking. “I mean, it’ll take some convincing to stop him from asking too many questions, but he owes me after Luca cause us—”

Ralph covered his ears. “No, stop right there. Do whatever you need to, but I don’t want to hear about it.”

“It wasn’t anything dirty.”

Ralph gave him a look.

“A little bit dirty, but we were dressed.”

Exasperated, Ralph raked his fingers through his hair. “This is the opposite of not hearing about it, Aiden.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll go use sex to help you out.” He pointed at Ralph with his spoon. “But I’ll keep the details to myself.”

“Thank you.”

Aiden stood, dumping the ice cream bowl into the sink. “I won’t tell you about the amazing blowjob I’m going to give in order to help you.”

Ralph groaned, covering his ears again and letting his head rest against the cool surface of the table. All he wanted was to give his boyfriend a really great anniversery gift. Now he was stuck with those terrible mental images. Asking Aiden for help was without a doubt the worst idea he could have come up with. But at least Aiden wasn’t demanding payment. Not yet anyway.

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[ethanddaniels]

Yes! …Wait, people rent power tools? I just kinda, y’know, own them. Mmm you know me so well, though it might take a while to find something perfect.

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The really big heavy duty ones... you own power tools? We have all the time in the world. Or at least until Maggie is a little bigger.

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I see.  Because he wants to avoid it himself?

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He pretty much wants to avoid anything personal, if he doesn't bring it up himself.