It’s the right thing to do… but can you just stay? We can watch the stars until we fall asleep…
I get it.
I don’t know if that’s...sure. I’ll stay.

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@prestonsharpe
It’s the right thing to do… but can you just stay? We can watch the stars until we fall asleep…
I get it.
I don’t know if that’s...sure. I’ll stay.
I’m so glad… but I have to talk to Carter. It’s not fair to him… so can we just… stop here for tonight?
Yeah...okay. Talk to Carter.
I mean it, Preston. I swear I mean it…
I love you, too. Never stopped. Not for a second.
No, I swear. I love you. I was just… so hurt. By you and Aria… she was my sister… she is my sister…
I do love you. More than anything…
Don’t say things you can’t take back, Charlie.
I… love you. So much. I always have…
I don’t believe that.
It might be true on some surface level, but if you really did...all those years ago...well, that wouldn’t have happened. You would have let me say the things I went there to say. You would have let us be happy together. But you didn’t.
It’s just… complicated right now, Preston. I… I miss you. And if it’s for old times sake…
We could look at the stars. I’m sure they’ve changed since the last time.
Wait… no, we can’t. Not like this.
I know you love Carter, Charlie. And I know we can’t be together. It’s not in the cards for us. Never has been. I know that. I just wanted to kiss you. For old times sake, and all that.
I don’t think so. I mean, thanks. But you’re good all on your own, Preston.
Nope. You better watch your back. I can bring out your inner child, too.
I’m...no. I’m really not good all on my own. I can promise you that.
Goodnight, Charlie.
Spontaneous? Impulsive. Hm… adventurous! There. Willing to try new things. From what I remember, at least…
I’ll hit you when you’re least expecting it, Sharpe. I’m sneaky.
Adventurous...well, I always was when you were around, at least. I guess you bring it out of me. But, that’s just what you do. You bring out the good in people; in everyone, really.
Sneaky? Maybe to children. Grown men can see you coming wherever, whenever.
That’s not true! Black coffee is boring. And you’re not boring.
Maybe not willingly. But I bet I could trick you into it.
If I’m not boring, what am I?
I’d like to see you try. I can smell that stuff from a mile away.
Wonderful, I’m glad be clarified that.
Now, since you’re still an alcoholic, you wanna ditch the coffee for something stronger? I don’t think we’ve had a chance to bond and what better way to do that than beating the locals at beer pong and/or flip cup. You in?
The last time I played beer pong was 1978...I’m in.
Alright, so drunk uncle is out. How do we feel about…mom’s drunk pseudo boyfriend? Kind of a mouthful, but we could abbreviate it: MDPB. What do you think?
Sure. Let’s go with that, PGDD.
Where exactly do you fit into this whole love rectangle thing? Because part of me wants to see you as the drunk uncle who crashes family dinners and ruins holiday trips.
In the current situation, I’m not the drunk uncle. Drunk...something, but not the drunk uncle.
How does it feel to be completely and totally wrong about something as trivial as coffee?
Please tell me you’ve at least tried the flavored coffee. You know. For the holidays.
If you can’t drink your coffee black, it’s shit coffee.
Do I really look like someone who’d ingest a pumpkin spice latte?
Most people would be defending themselves against not being an alcoholic.
Yeah. I’m sure that’s the only reason.
I’m not most people.
We also share the same hatred for cheap wine, if that’s what you’re getting at.
For someone who’s a self proclaimed alcohol it sure seems like it is. But hey, none of my business.
Though to be fair spending so much time with my mother, it’s not really a surprise. She drinks like a fish.
Like I said, it’s one night. Still very much an alcoholic.
I’m pretty sure that’s the only reason we get along so well.
Taking coffee black is like committing a crime against humanity. Maybe you just need a little sweetness in your life.
Taking coffee any way but black is a crime against humanity. So I guess it’s a good thing neither of us are exactly human.