look what you've done.

I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your k n i f e. tracking; sinncrs

[gothvms-blog]

wes was sure he was all shades of red now. he was ready to blow up but cautious not to attract the attention of others, aiming to avoid actually seeing the girl arrested. ❝ listen, i didn’t take a fortnights worth of extra hours for my money to be stolen by some angsty orphan. i’m sure your story is tragic but i do not have time for it. why don’t you stop being a brat and go find your treasure elsewhere. ❞

[sinncrs]

harley took sympathy on the guy, as she shared common ground with him. her pride was telling her not to give it up. but she already greatly inconvenienced this guy so she figured this time she wouldn't let her pride take over. "fine," she handed the wallet back to him. "only cause you're not one of those rich brats." she added. she felt that she should at least do a small good deed to make up for her incompetence, "let me at least buy you a drink or something... for being an asshole." 

[gothvms-blog]

                ❝ yes. i am the girl from the rich people vlogs. ❞ hendrix responded irritably, not looking up from her phone. ❝ you wanna take a picture or something? ❞

[sinncrs]

                  ❝ rich people vlogs? what the fuck are vlogs? yeah... i don't think you're her. never mind, that's my bad. ❞

[gothvms-blog]

                   kai stared intently at the other, his face only quirking in confusion once she was finished explaining her situation. he wasn’t in the best state himself at this point of the night, “beer… beer pong! you’re talking about beer pong?” he looked across the room, still not totally sure what she was trying to tell him, “yeah, you probably shouldn’t play with those guys. they’re legends around here for it. see your lunch?” he paused once more, trying to grasp what was important, “you’re going to be sick?”

[sinncrs]

                  charley tried to listen for something she understood, it sounded confusing, but it was probably an english thing. "beer pong? like ping pong? is nothing like it, i have seen game of this ping pong before and this is not what i see." she argued. she could feel it start to come up and started nodding whilst at the same time not throwing up right in front of him. 

[indxefolks]

"What" the girl asked with a raised eyebrow not recognizing who the boy was infront of her. "I’m Maddison Pratt if that helps."

[sinncrs]

❝ sorry wrong person, completely wrong person. i just thought you were a girl i saw from some.... movie. ❞

[sinncrs]

                   it was obvious charley was a little, no very drunk. she tried to explain herself but she kept slurring her words, "may someone please say to me what is this american tradition of throwing ball into a cup then drinking what is in the cup? i have drink all these cups and now i think i will see my lunch from today......." she felt herself getting more and more lightheaded. 

[sinncrs]

                ❝ wait        don't i know you from somewhere. you look really familiar... you're not... no fucking way ❞

[sinncrs]

yahOOoooO i have new muses and now imma drop some starters and force u to reply to them :)))))

[alduinrp]

well this was a start. really, all xander had to do was contact his card companies and alert them that his had been stolen. shit, he could even notify the police now that he had a could enough description of the female. although those options didn’t manage to appear as riveting as whatever the stranger was about to propose. with a look of interest, the male took his cards in hand, placing them into his coat pocket, a lesson learned last time. ”i’m listening.”

[sinncrs]

harley didn't expect the stranger to suddenly start obeying her. however, now that she had control a little task for the stranger couldn't hurt. "you're going to go into that atm," she pointed at the machine. "take out $1500, give it to me, then go into that diner and buy me a burger and shake." she proposed. "am i clear?"  she raised her eyebrow to make the boy know she was being serious. 

[gothvms-blog]

❝ exactly. thanks for proving my point. are you really complaining right now? you stole my wallet, you’re lucky i’m not calling the cops! take it, hand my wallet back, then go flash a nipples to someone, then you’ll have a whole fifty. that should help you get your life back on track.❞

[sinncrs]

❝ keep talking shit, it's not going to get you closer to getting your wallet back. especially when you don't know anything about me       and as for the cops, go ahead, call them. i dare you. ❞

[gothvms-blog]

❝ i wasn’t joking. ❞  she responded, raising her eyebrows, ❝ my holiday ended a week early and i really fucking hate laundry. ❞  she continued to inspect the room carefully, her eyes darting back to him every few seconds, ❝ i’m not sure what you’ve made use of but i hope you’re tidy. if my boyfriend finds anything, i’m going to have to tell him all about you, tristan. ❞ she spoke what she thought to be his name as if it was a warning, ❝ my ass or yours. ❞ 

[sinncrs]

he pursed his lips at the girl's response. ❝ oh. laundry and hygiene aren't really my thing ❞  he replied nervously. he could tell she was getting suspicious. but it didn't seem like this girl wanted to take a violent approach. he decided to mess around and see how long it takes to get his invitation to leave. ❝ boyfriend? ❞ he repeated, he took a step closer to her ❝ he doesn't have to know anything ❞ he winked curious to see her response. 

[ofstonecoldarchive]

her body probably shake in anger if she wasn’t so exhausted, her irritation was probably the only thing keeping her from collapsing on the ground in front of his door. once he opened the door, kayla’s eyes immediately sent daggers towards him. “do you know what fucking time it is?” she snapped at, crossing her arms over her chest. “and if you do, then why do you think it is okay to play your fucking music loud enough that I can hear you from upstairs? you know that some people actually have to get up in the mourning?”

[sinncrs]

it had kicked in as tristan opened the door to this girl. he found it hard to listen to her properly. he could figure out she was angry for some reason, judging from her facial expression and body language. but any idiot could figure that out. the bass in the back made it especially distracting for him. "i'm sorry, wh-what?" he slurred whilst laughing softly. 

[sinncrs]

im redoing my blog rn but once im done i will get to my replies ! oh and im dropping and adding muses so if u have threads, aus, plots w/ a muse ive dropped i'll still do that but as of now no new plots w/ some of my babies, srry :( 

[sinncrs]

ofsevensins said: what 2 heck why they’re so lil and ribbity!!!!!!!!!!!!

no stOP they're slimy and jumpy and croak and i cant. im honestly surprised i actually took it outside rather just spraying bug spray on it 

[sinncrs]

{ snapchat; big zaddy }

[gothvms-blog]

zak: v funny but ur my side hoe ?

[sinncrs]

rocky: exactly

[gothvms-blog]

              ❝ i’ll agree to that, even though i was                  planning on eating off the dollar menu.                  you can get me back next time. ❞

[sinncrs]

                ❝ next time? you're planning on cutting in front of me another time? oh boy, i                          can't wait for that! what's next? you're going to cut in front of me at target                            while i'm trying to get tampons? actually, maybe you can pay for those too.                          shit's expensive.

[gothvms-blog]

❝ oh yeah, i’m sure it takes years of hard training to become a half successful pickpocket, eh? listen, why don’t you take a twenty and hand that back? ❞

[sinncrs]

❝ not that hard, just luck         twenty dollars? you're joking right? i could make more money flashing a nipple to someone.❞

[gothvms-blog]

❝ i don’t know… ❞ lucrezia spoke, her tone set as if she was talking to a child. she struggled to remain casual in an urge to let the intruder have it, ❝ if i’d come home on time and my house reeked of a man, i’d be suspicious.  i’m glad i got here before you could escape. you’ve probably found my torture chamber, huh? ❞

[sinncrs]

❝ i was joking... ❞ he reassured her. her tone of voice proved that his last assumption of him being welcome into her home, is in fact not the case. ❝ good to know you have a sense of humour though. ❞ he added. ❝ torture chamber? i haven't got to that part of the house yet.❞  he didn't know when the small jokes would end, but he kept playing along with it hoping for the best.