Jules of Nature
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ggolightly Yesterday’s shopping trip trying on beautiful dresses with one of my best friends @nicknordella (and of course ellie has to photobomb– oh and excuse the fact my hair was a hot mess) #shoppingtrip#bestfriends #elliephotobomb
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"Nope. Male, brown hair."
"Ah... Stilinski? Did he go off on a million tangents? Talk with his hands?"
"Fine. One drink, but that’s it."
"And maybe a little cuddle.."
"Because, just wondering when you were having some party in the bar. Little small thing came around, talked like five million hours a minute?"
"A party? I don't know about any parties, but small thing... Lydia? Red head?"
"You, you’re a detective right?"
"Last time I checked, yeah. Why?"
"I don’t have any drinks, I’m stressed, and I just really need you to go Erica."
"But I brought drinks!"
"Ask one of my workers for what you need, I’m not on shift right now alright?"
"Alright, fine. Honest mistake, take it easy."
"Fuck you too."
"Charming."
"I said no. Get out."
"Not even one drink? Seriously? Who pissed in your cheerios,"
( texts from last night ✉ send one for my muse's reaction )
( text ) : uh, do you have my pants because i have yours
( text ) : let’s play another game of whose boxers are hanging on my fence
( text ) : update. a gay guy just told me that i’m the most beautiful thing with a vagina he has ever seen. how should i feel about this?
( text ) : i’m sorry about all the inappropriate shoe throwing.
( text ) : you killed a bottle of bacardi in 20 minutes. so much for being an organ donor.
( text ) : why can’t burritos get me drunk?
( text ) : i know you’re on a date and i should leave you alone, but about twenty minutes ago, i realized i haven’t been spanked in years so if you’re still looking for a birthday present, you know, consider it.
( text ) : why is my bath tub filled with mud?
( text ) : i’ve noticed we slowly have begun to phase the “b” out of our bromace.
( text ) : you just jumped of the couch and yelled “hidden tiger crouching dragon!” that’s the answer to how you broke your finger.
( text ) : this is what my life has come to. drinking champagne alone yelling at the dog because no one wants to hang out with me
( text ) : if i open my eyes, my head will explode. that hungover.
( text ) : apparently all year, they’ve been using me as a standard for drunkenness.
( text ) : all i’m saying is that your next houseguest had better not barge in on me in the shower demanding i wash the stolen dye from his hair. i’m not doing that a second time.
( text ) : i need to stop drunkenly getting naked. i’m losing all my party clothes.
( text ) : please make the clown in the corner stop judging me. i mean he’s the one with paint on his face. i don’t need him judge judying me.
( text ) : sooooo, how am i supposed to explain to my mom that i was admitted to the hospital, but you kidnapped me within 20 minutes?
( text ) : hey remember that thing i said about never apologizing for being a hot mess? well that was before you found me drunk in the hallway with no pants.
( text ) : so much for not drinking this week after this weekend. congrats, you made it until tuesday.
( text ) : i just remembered that someone fed me a pretzel out of their purse at the bar last night.
“ I believe I said so about ten seconds ago. If you’d like, I can repeat it again.”
"Who are you and why should I listen to you exactly?"
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"I can think of a few people who would oppose us getting kinky with handcuffs…like your beefcake, for example."
"Bored, huh? Sounds like you need some Parrish in your life. And I’ve been surprisingly well.”
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"Yeah, but it could have been fun. If I had met you in another universe, maybe.."
"I do, indeed. I was talking to Stiles about maybe going clubbing soon. You should join us. But that's good! Why are you so surprisingly wonderful?"
TEXT: Alphy Der
D: It was a dark period, okay?
E: If only you had agreed to actually say, 'It's a-me! The Alpha!'
"Oh come over here, we need to go clubbing or something sometimes soon. Work is killing me."
"Ugh, yes please. We can put on some tight pants and get hit on without the pressure of hooking up with someone."
TEXT: Alphy Der
D: Shut up.
D: Hey, that worked out pretty well. I look fucking fantastic in pink.
D: /Fine/.
E: You can rock it, true.
E: But the stache not so much.
TEXT: Alphy Der
D: ... You drive a hard bargain.
D: I hate it.
E: Oh ho ho, those were dark days, weren't they?
E: I also recall those were the days Cora dyed some of your white shirts pink by mixing the laundry...
E: Hm... DANCE WITH ME AT MY WEDDING OR ELSE, BITCH.
TEXT: Alphy Der
D: Fine.
D: I won't dance, in that case.
E: Yes you will
E: Or so help me I will show Stiles every single embarrassing picture of you
E: INCLUDING THE ONES FROM YOUR PORNSTACHE PHASE.
