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✕ MAVERICK GRAY OWENS ❝ THE LIES WE TELL OTHER PEOPLE ARE NOTHING TO THE LIES WE TELL OURSELVES❞

[okmav-blog]

“okay, so, heres the thing. my friend cancelled on me - totally gross move, right? - anyway, i still have a plus one so.... are you free?”

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“listen… i’m not one, usually, for being quiet - but help a guy out, i’ve been hungover for two days and i think my ears may start bleeding.”

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grishvm:

“hm? oh- sorry, not really but go on.”

he nods animatedly before continuing his story. “so, yeah,” he sighs once hes finished. “i am so thirsty. talking takes so much out of you!”

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frcddiebowe:

freddie shook his head in response; not able to stop himself from bursting into a fit of laughter. he rolled his lips in, quickly attempting to shut himself up before he turned himself to face the other. it was obvious from the sight of his hazy eyes that he was currently on a hot air balloon; floating and drifting off the ground and up to the clouds. “once again from the top! what did this bitch do?” he asked through a hoarse throat, snapping his fingers whilst he fought against his entire being to concentrate on the conversation.

mav is about to lightly scold freddie, giving him some half-assed and completely fabricated ‘listen to me!’ spiel, but can’t help but giggle at his friend’s reaction. he wasn’t quite as high as his friend, but he was getting there. once the pair of them had settled down, he attempts the story again. “okay, right - fuck. what was i saying? right! this - this girl i’m friends with, like we went out, right? and she was saying how she saw this hot guy and i was like okay, sure, then i had to leave for a bit because our other friend was puking and i didn’t want her to be alone so i told her, the other one, to not hook up with this guy, because we’d been hooking up. and i come back in and shes sucking him off in the bathroom!”

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lenxsher:

❝ I think I am, keep going ❞. The glorious feeling of being drunk kept her peaceful with a smile on her face. ❝ Why is such a big deal to find her in the bathroom? Everybody goes to the bathroom ❞. She pointed out a little confused by the conversation.    

“no, lena - not that shes in the bathroom, its, like, what she was doing, thats the big deal. i think someones had enough to drink, hm?”

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raj-ganesh:

“no i was totally listening, i swear i was but not even going to lie to you, i kind of zoned out at the end. not that your story wasn’t interesting, it’s just that i got a email from work.”

“so you think your occupation is more important than my story?” mav asks, feigning offence. 

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minjces:

“hm?” jae hummed, tapping his feet and watching the tips of his dirty white sneakers glow in the light of the room. the thin, ratty laces clinked against his shoes and it procured an unsteady beat, one that jae tried to maintain as he tapped his foot away. “sorry, i honestly haven’t been listening for like the past… five minutes. i didn’t get much sleep last night,” he grinned apologetically as he shrugged his shoulders. “but you can tell me the story again, if you want? i promise i’ll try to pay attention this time.”

mav purses his lips in a brief moment of annoyance, then relaxes, shaking the thought from his head and waving the topic away with his hand. “no,” he answers with a little sigh, “it isn’t that important, just this chick i knew who, like, went mad or something.”

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emberkyles:

Ember looks at the phone, scrolling through the girl’s instagram she looked over at him. :”Wait what did she end up doing in the bathroom? Coke?” She frowned slightly at her phone before putting it face done on the table. “She was sorta really pretty that kinda sucks.”

“i’m gonna admit i don’t know, and i don’t want to know.” he shakes his head. “i know. but, what can you do?” with a little shrug, mav picks up his drink. “that was my friday night, how’d yours go?”

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emberkyles:

“for the most part yeah, but i’m also trying to find this girl’s insta because I have no clue who you’re talking about.”

he reaches for her phone. “here. its this chick i used to work with but she kinda...” he whistles, “went off the rail, you know?”

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rorypatel:

“what? yes, of course i’m listening,” rory furrowed her brows with renewed concentration, attempting to hide that she had been distracted. “so you— you told her not to do something, right? and she did it anyway?”

“yes!” he gushes, shaking his head. “honestly, i don’t get what her problem is - like, i’m just trying to help and she -” mav shakes his head, letting a breath out. “its her life, you know? i shouldn’t even worry. tell me your week was better than mine?”

[okmav-blog]

“... which is exactly what i’d told her not to do, but of course, you know where i find her? in the bathroom, on her - are you listening?”

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heelllllooooo my friends!! i’m a and this is my sweet baby son mav! we’d love to plot so message us or like this and i’ll message u! heres a bit about him.

tws: drugz & mental disorders (bipolar!)

- my sweet son was born in a pretty ‘normal’ family. white pickett fence sorta stuff. they were quite wealthy and lived in upstate new york!! he had a sister who was a year younger but they no longer speak. - his dad is a lawyer and his mother an interior designer. she’d always been more welcoming to his artistic side.  - at the age of 10, his parents started noticing large gaps in his moods. he’d be fervent for three weeks, then fine for two months, depressed for four, then manic again for another two. they took him to see many doctors, but his bipolar was initially diagnosed with depression and he wasn’t properly diagnosed until he was 13 - it became somewhat of a stigma to him. it behaves, mostly, as long as he takes his medication. only people very close to him would know about his disorder as he keeps it very secret.  - mav did decently in school. he wasn’t at the top of his class, but he had decent grades. his paintings were brought to state art shows and the like - he went to NYU for university, where he began to explore sexually and with his gender and what have you. before this, he’d been  in a relatively small town and hadn’t ever known those types of things were options for him. - after nyu he decided to escape the bitter northeast for the west coast! he moved to golden hills and became an escort! the pay was very good, let him continue exploring sexually, and gave him time to continue with art. - in this time hes also become some what of a pary drug fiend. it isn’t an issue [yet] but he enjoys the rush and what have you. - mav is super fun to be around and LOVES being friends. ur broody and don’t let people in? mav is friends with you. you like summer and biking and flowers? mav is friends with you. not being his friend is not an option y’all. - i think thats it? come plot w us plz

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