#;toby

[violetmarino]

violet 📲 toby 🐶

violet: hey, you okay?

[violetmarino]

closed for @tobyrivers

There was no doubt that Toby had become one of her favourite people in the town. It was also clear that Vi didn’t know how to be there with him what with everything that transpired in the last few weeks. Today though was all about distractions and having a wholesome time. “Okay, weirdest tattoo you’ve ever seen? I know I have you beat on that one!” Already recalling her answer with a grin.

[chloexwilliams]

griggs general ft. @tobyrivers

It had been a busy day and the last thing she needed was for her car to start acting up. The last thing on her list was to pickup her father's medication and Chloe really didn't want to bother Kaylin. Her cousin had really been there for her as of late and she wanted to ease some of the load. So she called the only other person she trusted, at least with this. "Thanks for picking me up," she greeted walking towards where he waited.

[roryshudson]

texts // toby & rory

Rory: Do you ever just wanna thank someone for existing?

Rory: This is me thanking you. I think you deserve it for the bowling games and the cookies and all that.

Rory: You're the best. Thank you.

[...]

Rory: Do you have anymore cookies, btw?

[roryshudson]

text // tobory

Rory: I saw a bottle of ketchup and I thought of you.

Rory: We should totally hang out again soon, when I'm sober and I know what's going on and then I'll totally be better at bowling, I swear. I'm great at it, okay? I was just struggling with keeping everything straight.

Rory: I mean, I always am, in life, in general. 😜

Rory: What I'm saying is we should hang out. I think I could maybe ask my cool punk girlfriend to join us, too, if you're friends with her? I don't keep up with who she hangs out with, which sounds rude, but I promise it's not. We're both just generally popular, you know? It's hard to keep track of everything.

[leoxthomas]

♬

[song]

Walking through the camp, Leo had a song stuck in his head that he hadn’t heard in a long time. The Who was a band he had to be in a certain mood to listen to. “Whoo are you? Who, who? Who, who?” Normally, he wouldn’t let anyone hear him sing, but as he was walking past a guy he’d seen around the camp once in a while, he simply gave him a nod, continuing.