“Buy you a drink? Nah, I’ll pass.”
“Nah, I don’t need you to buy myself a drink, I got myself covered. You go back to bed with that attitude of yours, I don’t need that kind of negativity ruining my night off.”
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@roxythefierce
“Buy you a drink? Nah, I’ll pass.”
“Nah, I don’t need you to buy myself a drink, I got myself covered. You go back to bed with that attitude of yours, I don’t need that kind of negativity ruining my night off.”
“Oh, I don’t look like a Weasley? What a genius observation.”
"Wait shit, you don't?" Roxanne gasped sarcastically, pressing her hand to her heart. "My whole life is a lie, what am I to do?"
“Well, I’d like to think so — no doubt you’ll hear about it if it fails.” She joked slightly, “Anyway, enough about me, how have YOU been?”
"Can't wait," Roxanne smiled. "I don't mind hearing about what you have to say, but I've been good, busy but I guess I'd rather that than have nothing to do."
“I’m trying something new. Letting it heal on its own. People should mind their own business.”
"That doesn't seem to be working out very well for you, but who am I to give a damn about what some idiot does with his injuries? They do, but that would also require keeping your own mouth shut."
“Always the man with a plan,” she grinned, propping her feet up on the desk in front of her. “How much do we have to do?”
"It's why they keep me around," Roxanne smirked, leaning back in her chair as she shuffled through the papers in front of them. "Not too many, ten to fifteen."
“Oh dear god, what did he do?”
"I'd rather not go into detail and elaborate on who.”
“Oh, please don’t touch that! If you leave a fingerprint in my picture, I’m gonna be in so much trouble”
"I was just admiring it from afar, have you ever considered purchasing something to protect the photos?”
“A hug though.. That’s what tempting me.”
"I don't hug, unless you're a dog or a crying child, if you really want a hug I suggest going to Freddie."
“Now you’re talking,” Lamia’s features grew into a smile and she snapped her fingers. “Hopefully they clear out soon enough.”
"If not, we can always find a way to make them clear out faster," Roxanne suggested, glancing out to see who was left.
“Sounds like a plan,” Zoey nodded, pressing the options as Roxy went along. “I’ll have the twenty nuggets and a McFlurry because why the fuck not,” she thought aloud as she added her order in.
"We both have jobs that involve a great deal of exercising, there's no reason we shouldn't indulge every now and again," Roxanne agreed.
“Do you think we can copyright the idea and get paid whenever someone uses it?”
"I'm sure we can figure out a way to get paid for it, we'll just have to a little research first."
“I’m still trying to come up with other benefits.”
“I can assure you the only one that’d benefit from anything would be me.”
“Oh, yeah,” Albus chuckled. Their cousin’s indiscretions were no secret, “I can’t blame him, though.”
“Right,” Roxanne paused, realizing she had never been open with anyone about the events that led to her sudden dislike of her cousin. “I’m not judging, just a long story.”
“EXACTLY, I’m never going to be able to please everybody — so I may as well please myself right?”
"Most definitely, I agree 110%. It'll hopefully prevent you from being bitter on air."
“Ah, fuck,” Lamia groaned and took a seat at the desk, shaking her head. “I hate paperwork. It’s so pointless.”
"That makes two of us, which is why I refuse to do it by myself. We can wait until more people go home, crack open a bottle of wine and steal a box of chocolates from the office next door.”
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