#beaumag

[acaciarivcra]

text ⇢ babe maguire.

ace: do you want this sweatshirt back?

ace: if so, i think i'll loose it so you can't take it

[teddymaguire]

text ⇢ broder.

teddy: when are you coming home?

[acaciarivcra]

    after waking up for the second time in the maguire’s bed, she practically bounced out of bed. what was she doing here and why was she fully clothed ? within seconds, she’d taken her outfit off from the previous night and put on the rather large sweatshirt practically hanging off his bed ( had he put that there for her ? ) god she really had no idea what was going on. she quickly walked to the door and down the steps before she found tall dark and handsome in his kitchen cooking breakfast.       ❛  hi ? ❜    she spoke rather confused before she reached her hand up to her head and ran it through her hair. she was confused. // @beaumag

[acaciarivcra]

text ⇢ beau maguire.

ace: so i know you do a bunch of techy stuff

ace: so i have a question

ace: i think my computers broken

[teddymaguire]

text ⇢ broder.

teddy: hey

teddy: i won't be coming home tonight

teddy: staying with a friend

[acaciarivcra]

call ⇢ beau maguire.

ace: [ring ring mother fucker]