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Happy v-day or whatever.

--- Your favorite playboy

@s-hawkins, @sorenhawkins

#gifts #// he couldn't not get them something #he treats the women he loves in his life like queens #but don't tell anyone

I love you. I’m sorry. Happy valentine’s day.

--- Paxton

@dylandavenport

#gifts #// hit her with the real name lmao #he sent roses to the house too

{text}: the kid.

Kid: I'm thinking of asking Dylan to be my valentine, that cool with you?

Play: You cool with Siobhan choosing up? 😏

Play: Stop playing on my phone bruh. You ain't her type anyway. What's up though? I know Mr. Loverboy got something special lined up for v-day.

#t: kid #text #// i'm posing it because something is always lost in that inbox #hope that's okay #*posting

{text}: siobhan.

Siobhan: None.

Siobhan: I think I'm good. I'm kind of seeing a good one right now. So I think the cornballs will get the hint that I'm not looking for them.

Siobhan: And you? You going solo?

Play: And how's that going 🤔 All good right?

Play: Idk yet, probably solo dolo. I can't disappoint any of my pieces and pick just one. That's against the player code.

#t: siobhan #text #// stop <3 ily #i can't believe she has to put up with them and their egos lmao

{text}: siobhan.

Play: Yo, sis. What cornballs am I going to have to tell to chill this v-day?

#t: siobhan #text #// i wanted to bother you #and play only allows kid to sweat siobhan..everybody else? blocked

sup3rflicious

#playboy

dylandavenport:

“Fine. But you’re not staying long.” Dylan didn’t have much softness left for him; rather she actively chose not to, a choice that she found comfort in. Indifference suited her far better than the alternative. He didn’t deserve anymore of her emotional labor. “You should’ve called before you showed up here. I pray for your mother’s sake that you’re not completely classless.” Between her sharp tongue and cutting looks, she wasn’t quite sure he’d find anymore warmth on this side of the door than where he was standing, but she pulled it open anyway before turning on her heel, heading back towards her family room leaving him to find his own way. Taking a seat, she eyed him completely unimpressed as she paused her TV. “Well, what’d you bring me?”

He liked to think he was letting her go through the motions, and that this was just her teaching him another lesson, which she was entitled to, so he bit his tongue and let her comments slide because it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. “You can look through the bag,” he responded coolly, giving her free reign to sort out the items herself. His eyes swept around the familiar room, mostly to busy himself and avoid the heaviness he felt, and landed on the television screen. “You still like this trash ass show?” He snorted after a beat of silence, recognizing the show he’d been forced to watch a few dozen times. He purposely chose to be directly in front of her, taking a seat on the edge of her coffee table. “Yo, push play for me,” he requested, softly hitting her leg.

#c: dylan #// you're good <3 #i should be apologizing lol

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#playboy #ft. siobhan #ft. soren #//#his favorite sisters

carter-liam:

“I know I need to get my life together when my mom’s Snapchat story is more lit than mine.”

“That’s...that’s crazy, my dude.” Play chuckled, shaking his head. “My real concern is that you follow your moms on Snap, though. Does she follow you? ‘Cause that’s holding back your content.”

#c: liam

[text] I'm single now, G and I broke up.

{TEXT}: I’m sorry, bro. You good?

{TEXT}: You better be good.

#t: kid #kingkidgrantwood

s-hawkins:

“Does she?” Siobhan asked, wondering if he really couldn’t tell why it was that she stayed in her feelings. Because she thought it was pretty obvious to why it was that she was in her feelings. She wanted Play to step up to the plate. “Oh it is. Guess how many orders we got? Two hundred.” Siobhan said, excitedly. “Two hundred orders, I’m still baffled that we got that many and counting because I still have to check to see what I have to send off tomorrow.” Siobhan couldn’t be happier with how her business was doing so far, it was reaching girls all over the states. “You’re OD straving?” She gasped. “Oh no, then it’s serious. We need to hurry up.” Siobhan said as she started to walk faster.

“You’re just on her side ‘cause you’re women. I saw Waiting to Exhale.” He rationed stupidly, knowing she had every reason to feel whatever she was feeling. It was harder to tell these days. “Damn, for real? That’s lit, S. Some girl was wearing your lipstick at the,” he stopped himself. “If you need help with shipping tomorrow you can hit me up. I don’t need to catch you out here struggling again.” He teased. “Hella serious. I get hungry between classes and the studio.” Play laughed lightly at her quickened haste, but sped up anyways, keeping in time with her stride. “Which reminds me, you wanna talk on an interlude for me?”

#c: siobhan #// ofc. i'm happy you're good!!!!#why is laura so pretty? i'm hashtag ded #play: *stares at siobhan's flawless baby face*

It had been a hot minute since he knocked on Dylan’s door. And all he knew was the last time was a lot less stressful than this. Granted they were still a couple then and he was probably there for sex. “I found your sweater.” He said in a monotone, lifting the department store bag he’d gathered everything in as the door opened and his ex came into view --- she looked good, but that was to be expected. Still his expression remained unreadable. “And a bunch of other shit that’s probably yours, you can look through it, but can we do this inside? It’s cold out here.” He reasoned.

@dylandavenport

#c: dylan

keithtpowers

#playboy

s-hawkins:

“I’m going to give them to you if only to save you from the potiental talking to that you’d get if she saw you.” Siobhan said, but Play was already taking packages off of her hands. If only Play was like this more often, he wouldn’t get into trouble nearly as often as he would. “And I really hope that by girls, you’re referring to a girl and that girl being my girl, Dylan.” Siobhan let him know, because she really wanted those two to work whatever was going on between them. She loved Dylan and Play together. “To the post office on campus, so just a little bit that way.” She said as she led the way for him. “And don’t worry, to thank you, we’re definitely going to get something to eat.”

At the mention of her friend, Play kissed his teeth. “Your girl stay in her feelings. I’m cool on that one.” Though given the chance to forgo his pride and truly make amends he would’ve in a heartbeat. If he didn’t know it before, their time apart had only reinforced the fact that he wouldn’t be finding another girl quite like Dylan. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try...every night. “Got it. This must be Ms. Mogul business then.” He teased, completely proud of the woman before him. “Cool. ‘Cause i’m OD starving, and you can fill me in on your week over some fries.”