Oct 24, 2012
@Ade
O-okay. Thanks.
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@Ade
O-okay. Thanks.
@Ade: Right. I'm sure he's fine they just-just want to make sure, right? And yeah, I do. Bella's gonna pick me up. @Bella: Okay. Thank you. I-I really appreciate it.
addisonelise replied to your post: I just got a call from the hospital.
What?! Oh my god.
Yeah. I-I don't even know what to do right now. I'm not sure I trust myself to drive there.
@Justin
Nope. No killing my BFF. @Ade OH MY GOD. Seriously? I need to see this.
@Ade
I’m not saying that I’m JUST starting, I’ve just finally admitted it. :P
Out and About (7:59 P.M.)
Running a hand through his ginger hair, Austin pressed on the gas a little harder, trying to pass by an elderly woman, who in his opinion, had no business driving anymore. His tongue ran over his canines as he leaned in the chair, on hand on the steering while, the other through his hair. He figured if he wanted to get used to his apartment, now was a good time for groceries. Following the directions his landlord gave him, Austin pulled up to the small little store, parking effortlessly in the back of the lot, as to not get people to ruin his car, and sauntered into the store, hands in his slacks pocket. The sleeves to his pale blue shirt where still rolled up, top two buttons undone as he grabbed a basket, trying to avoid the carts, and strolled through the aisles, trying to ballpark what he needed to survive.
He was a decent enough cook, nothing five-star, but better than the burned things Lyle attempted to make in college. Green blue eyes scanned the aisles as he sauntered about, dropping things casually into the basket. Boxes of noodles, seasonings, sauces, meats, and other things filled the basket as he made his way to the vegetables, wondering how in the hell he was going to pick these...but he managed, as he made his way to the check out, smiling sweetly and flirting with the cashier all the while. He paid and left, seemingly a lot easier as he walked out and back to his Ferrari. Packing up, Austin noticed he didn't buy a damn thing to drink, and cussing, he stored what he hand and strode back to the store, a little mad he was dumb enough to forget. Without realizing, Austin bumped into someone, stumbling slightly as he looked around, a small blonde by his side. "Oh shoot, ma'am I am so sorry I ran into ya like that," he muttered, southern drawl all to evident.