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Tristan James Conroy | 28. Don't listen to my brother, I'm the better twin.

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the absolute prettiest

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Mass Text || Sibs

Will: I’ll help you punch them

Will: I feel like we should have a party

Will: we have something to celebrate

Tris: Thank you! Everyone else has been saying not to. Party poopers.

Tris: What's the celebration for? "Yay! Tris likes tits and ass!"?

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Ian: So is this payback for not inviting you to my wedding? Because I said sorry about that and I thought we were all past it 😒

Ian: but listen I love you, we all love you, no matter who you are with and I will always support you.

Tris: Will also alerted us about him and Amber having babies. We just don't do face-to-face good.

Tris: I know. And I know you have known, too. Kinda helped me see that things would be okay when I was ready.

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Sarah: So does this mean you’ll finally tell doctor B that you have a giant gay crush on her or....?

Tris: Yeah, Sarah, you don't do that. There is this whole possibility of her liking guys, you know?

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Alaska: please don’t punch anyone, I have enough trouble keeping everyone else’s dirty laundry from getting onto the tabloids, I really don’t need everyone talking about you punching someone 😭

Alaska: I love you though. And I’m happy that you’re being true to yourself. Consider any talk about eligible bachelors for you an act of treason. 😜

Tris: I will do my best, but some people are just asking for it!

Tris: I didn't really expect a different response, but it it nice hearing it anyway.

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Tris: So, following the trend of alerting everyone to news over a mass text...

Tris: I like girls and I’m really tired of people trying to set me up with eligible bachelors. First: I can find my own future partner. Second: Let me think girls are hot and guys are not.

Tris: Okay, vent over.

Tris: No! Just because I can’t walk people act like I’m damaged goods and “there’s still a chance for me” please! The only thing my legs are good for is running away from your dumbass options...

Tris: ...okay the vent is done now. I like girls. And I’m gonna punch someone one of these days.

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leilabuchanan‌:

Oh, right– I knew that. 

They’re the ones who have a supernatural segment, and a true crime segment, right? –I’m not tired of hearing about them, I’m glad you have something you enjoy and look forward to. 

Yes, that’d be them. This is the true crime season. 

I have a few things, actually.

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princewillconroy‌:

Yup, out of the castle. You know, where there’s fresh air and sun and human connection. Maybe you’ve heard of it? It’s what people used to do before the internet was invented.

I remember Mom and Dad talking about it, but that’s so... prehistoric. And human connection is vastly overrated. People suck. Besides, why would I go outside when we’ve spent so much time and money to perfect inside?

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leilabuchanan‌:

Who’re Ryan and Shane, again? I feel like you’ve mentioned them before, but I’m blanking. 

Those ghost hunters that argue all the time. The tall geeky guy is the skeptic and the short one that freaks out at every little noise. They haven’t had any episodes in months. I can almost quote their other episodes. I love them. I’m sure you’re actually tired of me talking about them.

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princewillconroy‌:

Maybe we need to get you out of the castle and away from the TV once in a while….

Ew. Out of the castle? There’s no TV or WiFi out there. That’s blasphemy!

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Is it the 22nd yet? I need new shows to watch! I’ve watched just about everything on Netflix and YouTube that I can even tolerate. And I miss Ryan and Shane bickering. I can quote just about every episode thus far.

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I watched Pretty Woman earlier and now “King of Wishful Thinking” is stuck in my head. I would love to go to Rodeo Drive just to tell those people they made a big mistake, huge!

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leilabuchanan‌:

When three o’clock rolled around, Leila Buchanan pushed aside the paperwork she was working on and got up from her desk, quickly hanging up her coat and trading her high heels for a pair of tennis shoes. She pulled her hair up, preparing for the next couple of hours she’d be spending with her patient, Tristan Conroy. Despite the princess’ frequent ornery attitude, the last couple of months hadn’t been awful. Leila enjoyed the challenge, even if sometimes it was a bit discouraging to not see immediate results, but she and Tristan both needed to remember that it was going to take time for Tristan to gain feeling in her legs again. 

She made her way from the castle hospital wing to the gymnasium, where they’d set up a station specifically for Tristan’s needs. Leila began stretching as she waited for Tristan show up, which took a few minutes– when the princess did finally show up, she let her arms fall to her sides, giving Tristan a smile. “It’s fine. I figured something was holding you up. Plus, hiding from me wouldn’t be very smart, since I do know where you live.” She blinked in surprise at Tristan’s request, and frowned. “Well, that’s true, but we don’t know if just one day of a break could alter the progress we might’ve made already,” she replied carefully, not wanting to upset Tristan. Part of her wanted to give in to Tristan’s request, but another part of her, the professional part, was a little harder to convince. 

Tristan rolled over to the window and looked out at the bright sun and blue sky, a real treat for England at this time of the year. “But look at how pretty it is outside. Sunshine is good for healing, too. And it’s winter, when is it not gloomy and cold during the winter?” She looked back at the brunette and pushed out her bottom lip. “I’ll do twice the exercise tomorrow. I’ve been very good about cooperating and not giving you any trouble, which as you have seen is very odd behavior for me. I just need a day away from everything, not just the exercise. Out of this castle and away from my own thoughts. Mental health is important, too.”

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phoebeconrcy‌:

–I’m just about ready to write an op-ed for the Times. No, it wasn’t a shotgun wedding. No, I’m not pregnant. Jesus Christ. 

Better get used to it, sis. You really are in the public eye now. We can’t take a crap without it being all over the news. Sooner you let it just roll off your back, better off you will be. 

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Tristan had been doing her physical therapy with Leila religiously and as much as she hated to admit it, she actually didn’t dislike it. Of course that was mostly because she enjoyed spending time with the young doctor. Part of Tristan believed the actual therapy was just a waste of time. It was two and a half months later, and she still couldn’t stand without holding herself up. She still couldn’t move her legs without help from her arms. It seemed like she was truly paralyzed and was going to be bound to a wheelchair for the rest of her life. As much as she hated the idea, she wasn’t as angry with it as she once was. She couldn’t be upset, it only brought her family down and if she never walked again, at least she wouldn’t be responsible for causing her siblings heartache anymore.

3:00pm marked another appointment with Leila. Tristan pulled her wheelchair close to her bed and scooted her butt to the edge, dragging her torso into the chair. With a grunt, she pulled her dead weight legs and placed her feet on the foot pedals. She gave herself a moment to catch her breath before wheeling herself down the hallway. They were going to need to put some kind of ramp in the house if she wasn’t going to get better. She hated having to rely on her siblings whenever she wanted something on another level. 

She pushed a door open leading her to her the room she would do her therapy in. “Sorry, it took me a minute to get out of the bed,” she told Leila with a hint of annoyance in her tone. “Can we take the day off from this? I don’t think one day off is going to harm anything. Not like it’s going to make them not work -- they’re already doing that.” She rolled her eyes and smacked her legs. 

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[princeianc]

Merry Christmas! –Very happy to be back home, even if I might not be anyone’s favorite person right now. I probably deserve anything you guys have to say to me, so just…. lay it on me.

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Merry Christmas, Ian. Good to have you home. I’d watch out for Alaska and Sarah, if I were you. As for me, just happy you’re home. But if you ever do something like that again, I will run you over repeatedly.

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text mssg | will & tristan.

will: someone has to have some sense in this family :p

will: as for amber, i'm not actually sure how she puts up with me

tris: she’s only been in love with you forever. It’s disgusting actually.