"My boyfriend’s dog is 12 years old and still looking as adorable as ever!" https://www.reddit.com/r/aww/comments/8yk7bi/my_boyfriends_dog_is_12_years_old_and_still/?utm_source=ifttt
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"My boyfriend’s dog is 12 years old and still looking as adorable as ever!" https://www.reddit.com/r/aww/comments/8yk7bi/my_boyfriends_dog_is_12_years_old_and_still/?utm_source=ifttt
@bitebi
Arden sat at the bar gripping tightly to his drink waiting for his friend to show up. He glanced at his watch and over to the door. Noah was late, not that Arden blamed him. He had more responsibilities now, which was why this meeting was a sort of reunion for the pair. It was their first night out together in a long time. Arden sipped at his drink and glanced to the door. As soon as he saw Noah, his smile brightened. “Hey!” He cheers standing up from the barstool and walking over to Noah wrapping his arms around the other in a tight hug patting his back. “It’s good to see you again,” he smiles slightly. There had been a time when they had something, but that had been awhile ago, they wanted different things, and it ended. Now the other male was married with kids, and Arden was now apart of a world famous band and touring most of the time. Things had changed, but he hoped in the most different of situations they could still be as close as they had always been.
text ;; asshole
lauren: im guessing ignoring me after getting what you wanted is the sweetest thing you can do
* &. bitebi // crimounals
svelte digits toss a fluorescent yellow lighter onto the pavement with a practiced flourish - the plastic cracked, leaving colton to deem the product faulty. & it leaves him standing a fool with no way to light the cigarette balanced between chapped brims. startling blue hues turn their gaze to the one standing alongside, brow arched slightly. ❛ got a light i can borrow, mate ?? ❜
&. bitebi
she's uncomfortable. she got dragged out to a bar that she didn't even want to go to in the first place and now she's found herself in a situation that's less than ideal. some sleezy guy has been harrassing her for a little over half an hour now, calista's brown hues searching the place for some kind of refuge but she has no such luck because her friends happen to across the room from her. running a hand through her hair she politely declines the man's offer of buying her yet another drink, informing him that she has to be up early the following day but it doesn't seem to be effective because now he's placing a hand on her thigh and insisting that one more won't hurt. a fear envelops her as she averts her gaze and doesn't respond, attempting to collect herself and find a way out of this situation.
❛ don't look at me like i'm weird. i'm eating it the right way. ❜
( bitebi )
❛i am not -- & i repeat not -- doing that. no way. no way in hell.❜ now, poppy. watch your mouth.
& —— noah
"...—— oh." this was the last person she had expected to see here and now. or ever. her mouth hung open for a short moment as she searched for the appropriate thing to say. only settling for a simple 'hi.' after a couple minutes passed.