. people tell me to medicate .

rafferty greco twenty-two lost soul

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we got up extra early to enjoy a morning shake before school😊

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justgarrctt‌:

As soon as the other opened the door, he smiled and greeted them swiftly before entering their place. “I was told by a little birdie that you were feeling hungry, so I thought I’d stop by and feed you.” he conveyed. Even though he wasnt really hungry and was more of a flirty mood. Garrett was feeling kinda lonely so maybe he could hang for bit, or have some fun. 

It took precisely 0.12 seconds from the time the door opened to when Garrett slipped through the doorway and into his apartment. He had to admit, it was impressive and instantly brought a smile to Rafferty’s lips. “That’s a lie ‘cause you know I’m always hungry so no one had to tell you that.” He smirked and took the pizza box from him to bring it into the kitchen. “And we both know the only thing you’re tryna feed me is your dick.” He laughed and put the pizza down before he turned to meet Garrett’s gaze again. “It’s still good to see you. Wanna hang out?”

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lincolnmacher‌:

Now that his first day in his new shop has finally finished, Lincoln couldn’t find a better excuse to use that as a reason to celebrate for the event, always in the mood to make something good out of a task completed. After deciding it was better than heading straight home, he locked up the back door along with the front as he goes to exit, the tattoo artist turning around and looking both ways up and down the street before calling out to whoever was around. “Guys and more guys around, I’m about to blow whatever money I made today, so who the fuck wants to join me?”

“Blow whatever money you have and I’ll blow you.” A dark laugh quickly followed, but it was unsure whether or not Rafferty actually was joking. Even to himself. He’d been minding his own business, smoking alone in the alley outside the restaurant he worked at, when he first heard someone yelling out about someone joining him. It sounded like a good time and since his last table had already wrapped it up, Raff was ready to get the fuck outta there and hit the town. He stepped away from the restaurant’s back door and toward the other man who was in the street. “Or we’ll see how things go. Sup, man? You outta work for the night?” He took another quick drag from his cigarette before flicking it to the ground and stepping on it.

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sebastian-reid‌:

Easily the best first impression someone had ever given him in the history of introductions. This guy was in a league of its own. “You know who still says yolo? People that are so irrelevant that they don’t know what relevance is. You’re above it, let it go.” Without thinking too much on it, Baz reached forward for the bottle that he was being offered. Or at least the one that he thought he was being offered. “Yolo.” Two could play the generous game.

Staring at him for what might have seemed like a solid five minutes, Rafferty just blinked in response to what he had said. It was almost a dig at him, but at the same time he said that he was above it and hell that meant something to Raff. He shrugged again, not phased much by it any longer, before the boy reached for the bottle to take a sip. A large grin spread over his lips as he excitedly sat up in his chair. “That a boy!” He almost howled before he reached to take another swig. “Name is Rafferty Greco. Call me Raff. Or handsome works, too.”

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yourfriendlyagentgraves‌:

“Oh that’s not a great feeling.” Maddox could relate with the other to a degree about his situation. He sighed. “When I’m feeling down I usually have to rip something up. If you want a drinking buddy I’m here.” He asked for another drink from the bar.

“Yeah, you don’t say.” Raff shot back almost instantly, the comment dripping with sarcasm before he let out a quiet sigh. He didn’t need to be rude to this stranger, but here he was being a douche. His gaze lifted again to meet with the other man and he offered a weak smile. “Rip things apart? Alright, I’ll bite.. rip paper apart? Flowers? Clothing, maybe?” He laughed and took another sip from his drink to finish it. “My good friend Eddie, I’ll take another.” He called out to the bartender before he turned back to meet Maddox’s gaze.

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thedancervaldez‌:

The good thing about being a tall guy was being able to hold anything out of anyone’s reach, especially at the height of Rafferty. The other male wasn’t so short, but Enzo was colossal compared to him. So when the young man, in an angry manner, reached for the bottle, Enzo just held up over their heads. He was sure that would infuriate the other. “Raff, what happened? Why are you like this?” Enzo asked with concern for his friend.

When the taller male simply held the bottle up over his head, another spike of anger shot through him but this time it didn’t go away as quickly. Instead, he looked up toward the older, eyes narrowed and ready to fight, before he reached out and pushed against his chest. Has he not been drunk, Rafferty might have caught Enzo off guard, but the boy was a mess. “Stop! Just give me the fuckin’ bottle.” He whined again before he turned away from him. “Oh? I need a reason to be upset now? ‘Cause Michael bein’ dead ain’t a good enough reason.” He murmured and shook his head. “I’ll just walk down the street and get another bottle. Fuck dude.”

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Serving Waldo realness.

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alecxfoster‌:

“Alright it’s nearly Halloween and I have absolutely no idea what I’m going to do for a costume. Emergency shopping trip is needed. Please help?”

“Fuck it. Just go naked, ain’t no one that will complain about that.” Halloween had always been one of Rafferty’s favorite holidays to celebrate, but this year there really wasn’t much to enjoy. “I’d give ya candy.”

Originally posted by imagineseclipse

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thedancervaldez‌:

“Happy Halloween!”

“How is your son cooler than me?”

Originally posted by centineosource

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zcvgiroux‌:

Zev sighed heavily, feeling himself age about ten years on some level, most likely emotionally. “No. I don't think I've ever heard anything less right. I… Are you already drunk?”

“Maybe,” he paused as a mischievous smirk moved over his lips. “Maybe not.” When the laughter followed, it was a pretty clear indication that he had been drinking already. That he was already drunk. He inhaled a heavy breath before he lifted his bottle to his lips for another sip. “Ain’t nothin’ wrong with a little drink before work. I’ll be more friendly ‘riund everyone I bet.” He laughed again and sipped again from his bottle.

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sebastian-reid‌:

Are you sure that you haven’t had a drink already? ‘Cause the only time I ever hear the word ‘yolo’ come out of someone’s mouth is when they’re on a bender.

“I’ve had probably about... four. I don’t know, I can’t really gauge how much liquor I have when I’m chuggin’ outta a bottle.” He lifted his shoulders to roll into a shrug. Work was the last concern on Rafferty’s mind. “And as a matter of fact, people say YOLO all the time.” That was a lie, Raff hardly ever heard anyone say it. But, he wasn’t about to admit that. He lifted his bottle and took another sip from his bottle, leaning against the wall. “Want some, pretty boy?”

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thedancervaldez‌:

Enzo sighed as he took the bottle gently from Raff’s hand and guided him to a chair. “Okay, calm down. Sit, sit…” he said and sat him down, brushing a hand through the kid’s hair. 

“What? I’m fine.” A spike of anger shot through Rafferty as he looked up toward Enzo. Deep down, he knew that the man’s intentions were good, but Rafferty didn’t want to accept that. Or deal with anyone trying to take care of him, especially when he was drinking to forget what had happened. “I’m fine, I’m fine!” He repeated again as he reached up to take the bottle back from Enzo. “Half the fuckers at work show up drunk all the time, maybe I’ll finally fit in.” He groaned and inhaled a heavy breath.

Originally posted by littleprecocious

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yourfriendlyagentgraves‌:

Has it been that hard for ya?

“Well, considering the fact that the only person I ever loved is dead and it’s entirely my own fault.. yeah, yeah it has been that fuckin’ hard for me.” Rafferty paused for a moment as his own words sunk in. There was no way for him to escape any of this-- the feeling of losing Michael, the guilt he faced every day, the idea of trying to survive without him. He felt sick. “So fuck it, I ain’t dead so I might as well just live it up.” He murmured before he took a long gulp of his liquor.

Originally posted by abstyle-stars

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Hmm..

Question. When’s an appropriate time to get drunk in the day? Because I work in three hours and I don’t fucking care. YOLO, Amiright?

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True/False game. Make an assumption about me in my ask and I’ll tell you if its true or false. Go.

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“I just want to break up all your shit, call your mama phone let her know that she raised a bitch, then dial tone, click!” each pause in the lyrics only allowed the boy to yell louder as if he was performing over the speakers. Sure, his words were slurred and he had to emphasize that ‘she raised a bitch’ but it was obvious enough that Rafferty was enjoying himself. He held his glass to his lips again to take another short sip. “Hey, hey we should do another shot. It’s Thirsty Thursday, it’s only right we have like four more.” He laughed and sipped his drink. Leaning on the bar stool, his elbows rested on the bar top as he leaned against the other male. “C’mon, c’mon let’s chug-a-lug.”