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sofie-lopez:

Sofia lets out a quiet sigh, a wave of melancholia hitting her as she listens to her ex speak. She remembers all of the times she sat in the passenger seat, next to Romeo, while he drove her home. She furrows her brows, confused. “Your babies? Did you knock someone up, Ro?” She asks, seriously hoping the answer is no, and that he’s talking about pets. She taps her feet on the dashboard, aware that it was pretty rude, but her feet were sore from the pumps she had been wearing all night. “You wanna come in for a bit?”

a laugh slips his lips, romeo nodding his head, “you would think, wouldn’t you? unfortunately not yet…i’m not that careless.” he muses, though his words have a hint of sadness. romeo always wanted a family, thought he’d have a few babies running around by this time…with her. unfortunately, that didn’t work out. “i’m talking about my dog and my duck.” he further explains, eyes glued to the road. as he pull down the familiar street, her question makes him think, eyes on the brunette for a moment too long. “erm…who else is going to make sure you’re all tucked and safe?” without another word, the male turns off the car before exiting.

sofie-lopez

“I’m sorry, did you say your duck?” Sofie raises an eyebrow, surprised by her ex’s answer. “When and how did you come to own a duck?” She lets out a chuckle as they approach her house. It was a fairly large mansion. A smile graces her features as Romeo speaks. “That’s true, I might need someone to hold my hair back if I barf,” Sofie says, trying to keep a straight face. As they pull into her driveway, puts her pumps back on looks through her purse for her keys. Once they’re through the front door, Sofie tosses her purse aside and collapses on the couch.

#convos:romeo

andrewstjames·:

andrew smiled. what he lacked in game, he made up for in good looks. “i sure did,” he says proudly. “don’t know if the line works, though. god, you don’t think i’d… reuse a line on you, do you? i’m a gentleman. and you’re- what are you? a princess? dutchess?” okay, kissass, calm down. “you sure are. what’s your name?”

Sofie rolls her eyes playfully. “Does this really help you get into girls’ pants?” She asks, amused. “Sofia, but you can just call me Sofie.” She reaches out to caress the man’s arm. “You come here often? I don’t think I’ve seen you around. Honestly, I spend most of my time in the bathroom when I’m here, if you know what I mean. And not alone.” Sofie is certainly not one to be subtle.

#convos:drew

TEXT ll MIKEY💬 💋

michael: it's not

michael: lmao no!!

michael: ask me something specific and i MIGHT answer but im not gonna give you random details! ur insane

sofie: were you on top?

sofie: lol of course you were

#texts #ch:michael

#music #sofiexromeo #musing

romeo-rhodes·:

“i spent the most part of years traveling back and forth, sneaking in and out. i know the place as if it was my own.” he smiles. it was the truth, and the memory hurts him. the fact that she left him. in the moment, he just wanted to get her home safe and leave her, forget her, as he tried so much these last few years trying to do. “interesting…” he trails with a nod, “i may or may have not heard about that,” he admits, “sorry.” a deep sigh falls as he makes his way to the driver side quickly and starts up the car. “seriously? that’s sick. sort of a little different than how it was growing up. i got my own place too. not quite as luxurious but it’s somewhere to call my own with my babies.”

Sofia lets out a quiet sigh, a wave of melancholia hitting her as she listens to her ex speak. She remembers all of the times she sat in the passenger seat, next to Romeo, while he drove her home. She furrows her brows, confused. “Your babies? Did you knock someone up, Ro?” She asks, seriously hoping the answer is no, and that he’s talking about pets. She taps her feet on the dashboard, aware that it was pretty rude, but her feet were sore from the pumps she had been wearing all night. “You wanna come in for a bit?”

#convos:romeo

andrewstjames·:

╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗ status: o p e n starter location: the scarlet letter ╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝

it wasn’t often that andrew got drunk, but he would blame it on the bartender having a bit of a heavy hand pouring him his margaritas. the thing about not drinking your liquor straight up, is that the yummy taste deceives your brain into ordering another cocktail, and another, and another, and before you know it, you’re stumbling your way to the bar, with the nerve to think you can pull the hottest person in the room. “hey, gorgeous. did it hurt when you fell from tennessee? cause you’re the only ten… in heaven.” he frowns. “huh. that didn’t sound right.”

Sofia raised a brow and turned towards the man who she assumed was speaking to her. She was amused by his effort. “That’s the best you’ve got?” She asks, tossing her hair behind her shoulder, and then taking a sip from her drink. “Looks like someone can’t hold their liquor.” Sofie was one to talk; she was definitely a sloppy drunk. “Does this usually work for you? I’m impressed by your confidence. I mean- you really went for it, didn’t you?” She chuckles, leaning towards the man. “And for the record, I’m an eleven, not a ten,” she whispers in his ear.

#convos:drew

TEXT ll MIKEY💬 💋

michael: i'm always fun ;)

michael: what are you up to?

sof: that’s debatable

sof: that’s not fair

sof: give me deets

#texts #ch:michael

TEXT ll OLIVER 💬 💋

ollie: oh really?

ollie: memorable huh?

ollie: so the boy with mommy issues let you peg him?

ollie: i'm so proud, sof honestly, good for you 🎊

sof: he was good

sof: i mean as good as one night stands get

sof: why thank you

#texts #ch:oliver

if you had to rank the guys in town by looks, what would the ranking be?

Well, we all know that I’ve always had the hots for Michael, and probably always will; however, sadly he’s taken. I’d rank Michael number one. Then, Ricky, that guy who owns The Scarlet Letter, Finnigan or whatever his name is, Oliver, and Drew. Romeo might actually be number one, I don’t know.

#asks #anons #tmi tuesday #smooth sofie smooth #Anonymous

Sofia Isabelle Lopez. 24. Dropped your hand while dancing, left you out there standing

TMI Tuesday!

#tmi tuesday

rickyhawthorne:

standing outside of the bar, ricky laughed quietly as he glanced up and down the woman in front of him. adjusting his silk tie, he offered a joyful grin. “i would take a picture, but my phone’s dead. quite a shame, isn’t it?” he replied in a playful tone. he frowned slightly once he heard what she had said about judgement. “not judging you, darling, just looking. i’m not really into women, after all.” he stated proudly, running a hand through his messy hair. “if it isn’t rude of me to ask, who were you-” he was interrupted when he saw the lady stumble, or, he thought he did. “you okay?” he asked, offering her a hand.

She appreciates the snark in his tone and offers him a small smile. “It is,” she admits, “I still look smoking.” She references her body, her smile fading when the male says he’s not into women. “That’s a shame. You’re hot,” she teases, ignoring his other question. She’s able to regain her balance and stand. “Just a few too many manhattan’s. You know how it is,” she says, leaning up against the building.

#convos:ricky

romeo-rhodes·:

“not enough that my brain is altered.” he assures the brunette. romeo wasn’t careless with his life despite how much often he hates that it’s his to live. “of course i do.” he mutters primarily to himself. he couldn’t help but to feel the anger bubble within him at the fact that she just goes out and put herself in these unhealthy situations. he leads the femme down the block without another word. “is that supposed to be a rhetorical question?” he inquires, “to answer though, yeah, i do. are you still living with your parents?” he wonders unlocking the door with the alarm before opening it and assisting the femme with getting inside.”

“No,” she replies, “I honestly thought you might have forgotten,” she shrugs, following Romeo to his car. “Technically, yes. They’re never home, though. Daddy just bought a new house in Vail, and my Mom lives with her new play-thing in Miami. I think he was our pool boy or something.” Sofia had gotten used to living in such a big house by herself. Her brother visited from time to time, but he had his own life. For the most part, it was just Sofia and the cleaning staff, with a mansion all to herself. Despite always having her daddy’s money at her disposal, she still liked to work. “I have the whole place to myself,” she says, nudging him slightly. She gets into the passenger seat, putting her feet up on the dashboard to get comfortable.

#convos:romeo