If we can't find heaven

Summer Rose, 26, Owner of Belle's Flowers. Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into. -Henry Beecher

[mrchandlerbings]

Chandler, Mon, there’s only one bananna nut muffin left.

[summer-rrose]

@adam-sterling

[palerism]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.

Anaïs Nin, from Henry & June (via moronthehound)

[fivefourseconds]

[charlie-jfc]

Charlie rubbed at her comfortingly as he listened to her weep softly. She was right, there was no way for her to get $5000 by the end of the month, plus by putting her money into the shop, there house was going to have a set back. He sighed softly, kissing at her head as he tried to think about what he had for money to give her. Than an idea sprung upon him, pulling back slightly so he could meet her gaze. “I’m going to sell the motorcycle that Adelaide gave me… I don’t need it since I have the truck. The shop is way more important than some replica bike of my dad’s. There will always be more bikes and I can buy a new one down the road.” Charlie assured, knowing that the new, custom bike would sell for $8000 easily. “I can reach out to some garages and put an ad out by Friday.”

[summer-rrose]

She had tried to keep her emotions in check, stop herself from getting worked up over this situation since she knew it wouldn’t help. “Sorry, I’m sorry, this is stupid.” She mumbled as she wiped furiously at her eyes. She pulled back instantly at his suggestion, eyes wide with shock as she began to shake her head vigorously. “No! Charlie no. You can’t do that. You can’t sell your bike! You love that bike, it’s a great bike. I won’t let you do this for me.” She spoke quickly, now sitting up on her knees with her hands placed firmly on his shoulders as she stared into his eyes seriously. “The shop is not more important than that bike Charlie. I can’t let you do this. Oh my god, I’ve made this a burden for you. All I do is make like hell for you! What is wrong with me.” She groaned, plonking down on the ground and shoving her hands into her face. 

[jeanqrey]

[summer-rrose]

@phoebe-beaumont

[thebhoywiththearabstrap]

[sodaniels]

“We have the same size, almost same eyes. We could trick everyone. Yeah, I guess that’s it. They’re constantly working you know. I just — Jason broke up with his girl because he wasn’t paying attention to her. They need to get out more.” Sophie complained, her fingers curling around her long hair. “I want to tell them to come.. I just feel like they will be too busy and say no. I don’t like a negative answer and if that upsets me.. I just don’t want Nate to deal with a moody me.”

[summer-rrose]

You know we should dress as each other for Halloween and just go around screwing with everyone’s heads. It’ll be fun.” Summer laughed with a nod. “Yikes, worst reason to break up with someone. Maybe he just really likes to invest in his work? I mean loving your work isn’t such a bad thing, plus they’re not so old that they need to have girlfriends. I mean at least they don’t have ovaries and eggs that will shrivel up with time.” Summer shrugged, hoping to make light of the situation. “Well don’t let them say no. Don’t give them the choice of saying no, make them come here.”

[lucienbecket]

“A wide variety of them,” Lucien replies dryly. “A think you’re wearing some rose tinted specs.” He wrinkles his nose as she goes on about just how cute she thinks babies are, cocking a brow at her. 

“Not exactly. It was an allusion to something… Else.” 

[summer-rrose]

“Or you’re just wearing some really dark and gloomy set of specs that makes everything and everyone look terrible and horrible.” Summer retorted with a roll of her eyes. “So you’re a pessimist I assume?” 

“Something else..? Okay I don’t know what you’re talking about so I’m going to assume there’s a panty thief in town.”

[talon-harper]

“You’re a little strange, aren’t you? And I don’t mean that in a bad way. I guess we’ve only ever come in passing with each other so seeing this you and somehow at risk of overuse is actually ‘strangely’ adorable. Not to mention I think you’re just about the only person I’ve met that looks more alive after a hangover. There’s even pink in your cheeks. Explains the smiles and nothing but fond words from Ian, this guy Aiden…” Talon fixed two coffees, handing a mug to the girl. “Oh, well what do you want to know? I’m up for a film, finally it’s been months and I’m really trying for this one. Diet and all… I miss set. And you?” 

[summer-rrose]

“I’ve heard myself being described as weird before yes. Well thank you for the compliments. I always did want to talk to you more and actually hang out because any time we chatted when we crossed paths was always nice, but I swear I’m busier than I’d like to be. The pink in the cheeks is because I only drank wine and probably because I may not be one hundred percent sober right now.” Summer joked with a quiet laugh, her smile a bit brighter from the compliments. “Ah yes, two of my favourite guys in Lanford. I bribe them with food that’s why they say nice things.” Summer joked taking the cup of coffee with an infatuated look. “God I love the smell of coffee. A film? My goodness that’s so exciting! Are you allowed to tell me what it is? Diet? Why would you possibly have to diet? You have the perfect body, not to sound super creepy or anything. I’ve been good, not much goes on in a florist’s life other than making bouquets and getting all the town gossip.”

[stevieed]

“If you hit your head you might’ve been concussed enough to not remember getting here. Or maybe you blacked out and someone brought you,” Wes suggested, standing to his full height again. “I’m technically a doctor, yeah, but what I’m qualified and allowed to do in the hospital is assist with surgery patients. Just hang out for a sec and try to stay calm, alright? I’ll be back.”

He disappeared into the hallway and returned a couple minutes later, bright blue ice pack in one hand and a couple Tylenol pills and a plastic cup of water in the other. “You still doin’ okay? I talked to Dr. Reynolds, he said he can see you in fifteen minutes. Think you can manage that?”

[summer-rrose]

“You reckon I hit my head?” Summer asked in surprise, trying to think back to see if she could remember falling or hitting her head at the shop, but thinking so hard somehow seemed to hurt her head more. “Well you’re still a doctor in my eyes. Thank you.” She called after him as he walked away to get her ice and Tylenol. 

She sat with her knees brought up to her chest and her head between her knees, keeping her breathing in control and her head from spinning. She looked up quickly as she heard the doctor’s voice again, smiling as he held out the pills for her. “I’m doing fine. I can manage fifteen. Thank you so much doctor, seriously, thanks. Could you by any chance sit with me until the other doctor comes? I don’t really like hospitals and you’re a friendly face, but only if you’re not busy, though I’m sure you probably are.”

[lyunderwood-deactivated20171120]

Lyla’s brown hues widened at Summer’s reaction, an eyebrow raised. “I’ve never seen it. Actually, come to think of it—I don’t think I’ve ever watched a movie adaption of Nicholas Sparks. Or read his books, for that matter.” She said, wondering if admitting to that truth was the right move or if she was going to be seriously judged. “Okay, I’ll watch this with you. But you have to promise me that you won’t fall asleep again.” She chuckled. 

[summer-rrose]

“You’ve never– Ly you break my damn small heart. How could you hurt me like this.” Summer sighed sadly, looking like she was about to cry. “Cancel all your plans for tomorrow, we’re going to have a Nicholas Sparks marathon and you’re watching them all and getting educated on the most romantic movies alive. “Oh I could never fall asleep through the Notebook, any Nicholas Sparks movie for that matter.”

[alesebydesign-blog]

“Not to mention, red is my favorite color– oh, come on. Star Trek is….classic. There’s not a lot that gets better than this…except the originals. Also, there is Star Wars. God bless cinematography.” 

[summer-rrose]

“Well then I think you got yourself the perfect job for you. Please don’t kill me when I say I don’t really like them. Peter already sat me through all of them and I fell asleep through each one. Took one week of begging to get him to talk to me again.”

[castleceo]

he was two glasses of scotch in and couldn’t drink them fast enough. it wasn’t his fault the way he spoke to her (he was never good with sentiment; he lived in conference rooms)— ‘ unless you have another bottle, get the hell out. ’

[summer-rrose]

Summer sat with her legs crossed on his couch, brows raised in his direction at his typical response. “Thought you’d know by now that I’m stubborn as shit so that little mood of yours isn’t going to make me leave. Also I don’t have another bottle since you didn’t tell me to bring any. I’ll have some wine though since you’re going to pour yourself another glass.”

[fahwncy]

got away from home through the window and took blankets to the beach to watch the sun rise on new years day ✨🌊

ig: clarakunning

[summer-rrose]

@ophelia-ohara

[sodaniels]

“No, I totally get it. Don’t worry.” Sophie reassured her with a small smile. “Maybe we are, you never know. Well, they are constantly working.. and I don’t know. I think they need a small break to just.. enjoy life? Find someone? You know. All that.”

[summer-rrose]

“We would be awesome twins. You’re worrying that your brothers don’t have enough of a life? Oh Soph, that’s so you to worry about that.” Summer laughed quietly shaking her head and smiling at the girl. “Well why don’t you get them to visit you here on a holiday and then do fun things with them or something.”

[lucienbecket]

“Have you meta baby?” Lucien drawls in reply. “All they do is shit and scream - sounds pretty demonic to me.” 

“I… Forget I said anything.”

[summer-rrose]

“I’ve met many babies and they’ve all been adorable. What kind of babies have you seen?” She questioned with a frown. “Well yeah, but when they’re not shitting or screaming they stare at you all cute with their chubby cheeks and big eyes and tiny little hands that only wrap around one of your fingers. They’re adorable.” Summer repeated with a small smile knowing she loved babies. “No– tell me. Is there like a panty thief in Lanford or something?”