why aren't you coming home?

rosalyn kaminski. if i were to be honest, i’m still waiting for you as i’m trapped alone in my room. i remember i miss you, but why aren’t you coming home?

[ofrosalyn-blog]

dylanxlonelyxdylan:

“Christmas in Paris was always magnifique.” Dylan said as he walked up. “Surely we can create a beautiful one here for everyone?” he asked, looking at the woman. “Sorry, was I interrupting?” he asked, tilting his head.

        A smile was brought to her lip by Dylan’s response before turning her head to him. “you really think we can create one here? are you sure you’re up for that though?” then, with a shake of her head, she continued to say, “no, no. you weren’t. it’s alright.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

fcrnandos:

      “SO NOW THAT I’m here and seriously missing some prime touring time in Europe, what the fuck do I have to do to get some entertainment around here?”

        “---Asking nicely always seem to work when wanting something. although, you can always stop by the beach for free? i’m not sure if you already checked it out though.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

ohsylvi:

“It’s so nice out— much different than Finland this time of year.”

     ”Finland?” she repeated, raising an eyebrow before crossing her arms. “---i’ve never been there before. what’s it like? if you don’t mind me asking.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

Swinging her legs smoothly while sitting on a chair, she stared at the view of the ocean and eventually let out a sigh. finally stepping out of her room for who knows how long, she wanted to try and get some fresh air before contemplating on making some food. the thought of christmas was bringing her down considering she didn't want to go home and she didn't truly have anyone to celebrate with. however, her spirit for christmas was still high considering it was one of her favorite holidays. "i wonder if anyone decorated a tree around the house yet," she mumbled to herself.

[ofrosalyn-blog]

Her lips turned upward into a smile before she could give a nod. turning her body around, she pointed toward a specific building for a few seconds then glanced back over at tish. "my name's rosalyn, by the way. i don't think we've ever met before."

[ofrosalyn-blog]

"Erik harley. do you know him?"

[t---ish-deactivated20161205]

Tish chewed on her bottom lip as she looked around, clearly confused as to where she’d ended up. Turning on her heel, she tried going the other way, hoping to retrace her steps and end up back at her room. Figuring out she was definitely still lost, she sighed, blinking a few times as she tried to calm herself down and not worry she’d gotten lost. 

[ofrosalyn-blog]

Shoving her hands in her pockets, she glanced around the place before heading toward the beach. it certainly felt like years since she's last been there and was hoping to go for a swim, a reason why she had a bikini underneath. however, before she could arrive, she saw someone who seemed to be struggling and rosalyn couldn't just ignore that. approaching tish, the brunette furrowed her eyebrows before asking, "are you alright?"

[oftrembliing-blog]

Laying back in the hammock, she had a small throw blanket thrown over her frame just in case she got chilly. Her eyes were closed and she hummed softly. Upon hearing the sliding of the door that led to the patio she spoke without actually looking back at her new company, “It’s hard to imagine a Christmas without cold weather, but guess I’ll have to get used to it for this year.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

Upon wanting some fresh air, she took a step outside before noticing a familiar blonde at first. showing a soft, small smile, she walked more toward her until she was right by her side. "does that mean you plan on staying for the holidays?"

[spencerftw]

“— Excuse me. I think I’m in the wrong room.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

"Yeah--... you kind of are. unless you were searching for my roommate?"

[ofrosalyn-blog]

bashricci:

sebastian smiled softly as the woman curled into his chest, his arms wrapping around her completely as she moved in close. he tilted his head down to meet her eyes, arching a brow at her words. “ fine, fine. well … if your plans end up falling through, you’ve got me. ”

     “I always got you, don’t i?” she inquired softly, her hold on him tightening just a slight. she wants to speak the truth, of how she didn’t plan on going back to see her family or how she didn’t really have any friends anymore. there was also the fact she was broke and didn’t have a ride home in the first place. “i’m glad to have you around. really glad, i promise.” plus, she was anxious about telling him; he still has his own life to think about. nuzzling into his chest, rosalyn didn’t bother moving away. she found staying like this quite comfortable.

[ofrosalyn-blog]

Feeling his arms wrapped around her, she moved much closer to him until she was able to lean her head against his shoulder, giving him a genuine smile this time. “i do,” she whispered. “but you should think more about your own family and friends for london. i didn’t want to intervene suddenly.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

“Hey, just so you know, i object. i can be a perfect angel when we’re cuddling. as for your definition of bed, i have no idea what you’re talking about.” which she certainly did, but it was fun playing around with him. by the questioning of her own plans though, she pursed her lips for a moment before shrugging and smiling again. however, this smile was more of a dishonest one; one that would only make others believe she was still happy. "---i don't know yet. i'm thinking about spending time with my family or friends, but i don't have a real decision yet."

[ofrosalyn-blog]

“Perfect angel? i wish,” she replied with a shake of her head and a smile. taking a step closer to him, the brunette gave a shrug. “i’m sure you wished you’d see me less than a minute,” she teased back. “but i’m well. kind of wishing it was christmas, honestly. speaking of which, you got any special plans for the holidays?”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

anyothxrhxart:

“You were just?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow as he watched her. He didn’t know what exactly was going on or what she needed that lead to her entering his room but he wasn’t going to let this go. “I could definitely use an explanation about what brought you to peeping in my door just now.” He was being firm now, demanding. Ignoring that he was completely naked, he stood, moving to pull on a pair of sweats before turning to her and waiting.

       She opened up her mouth, close to saying something, but in the end, she shut her mouth and glanced away. she mainly contemplated about telling the truth, but was leaning more toward lying since she already felt embarrassed enough that she was wanting to sneak a peak in the first place. “i heard some grunting noises and wanted to see if you were okay,” she tried explaining with a shrug.

[ofrosalyn-blog]

jianxwen:

“There should be one, even if it is just one person, respect is a thing that should always be given.”

        “Well, maybe we should make one on our own. then, of course, we could always ask others to join us.”

[ofrosalyn-blog]

andrcwisms:

       “OH SHIT.” THE male swore beneath his breath, hopping back to stare at the mess now on the floor. Broken glass lay at his feet and Andrew knew he should have paid more attention. “Well, fuck. Now where’s a broom….”

        The moment she heard a loud crash on the ground, she rushed as quickly as possible before noticing a man and several shattered pieces laying on the floor. “need some help?” she inquired, approaching him more before pursing her lips. quite frankly, she didn't mind giving a helping hand.

[ofrosalyn-blog]

bashricci:

the lit joint dangled between sebastian’s thumb and pointer finger, an air of gray surrounding the man as he exhaled shallowly. he was supposed to be living a completely clean lifestyle, but with all the stress in his life, that proved to be a challenge. he turned his head slightly when he heard the pads of feet nearing him, “ want a hit ?? ” he questioned, hazel orbs melting into the other’s gaze.

       For what felt like weeks since she last came out of her room, the first thought that entered her brain was food and did plan on going to the kitchen. however, what caught her attention in the end was a familiar face. rather than grabbing a bite to eat, she made her way toward him before softly nudging her elbow against his arm. “uh--... i’m not really into smoking, but thanks.”