text: willa ⇄ shawn
Willa: hey!
Willa: so there is this showcase thing this weekend, and we're allowed a plus one
Willa: If you're free, i'd really like you to be there.
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text: willa ⇄ shawn
Willa: hey!
Willa: so there is this showcase thing this weekend, and we're allowed a plus one
Willa: If you're free, i'd really like you to be there.
Times like these Mateo always found himself going to the one person who could maybe send him in the right direction. Mateo had been keeping busy, his usual distraction but there was something about this, what had happened that had made him just wonder, if what he was doing, was it right? Mateo wanted to put distance between this town and himself, knowing that being here, it hadn’t done him any good and he shouldn’t have let his guard down, so many times. Mateo had come knocking at Shawn’s place, but when the door was not answered that didn’t mean he’d turn around, he knew how to pick a lock, well it took a little more time since he had a few drinks. Shawn and Shiloh did it to him all the time, if they could break into his place, so could he in return. Mateo also thought while he was here, he’d help himself to Shawn’s stash of alcohol. ‘’Ay, mierda!’’ He shouted out when he ended up knocking a few bottles, smashing them in the process. Shawn was going to murder him, yep, he was screwed.
@shawnmaddox
Alec took a seat on the outskirts of the festivities near where Shawn was. “What are you doing here? I thought you’d be with Evelyn?”
@shawnnorman
As seen from his recent track record Mateo was under stress. More than usual. There were so many things happening at once. He felt his world collapsing around him. Letting people down, making wrong decisions, trusting the wrong people, the lies, the secrets. His failure eating at him. Getting messed up with an officer, getting arrested when he was always held to a higher standard. Being told to protect person, after person. Having to follow orders he no longer wanted to follow. It was pushing him too much. Beyond his usual ability to deal. So he got here, having one drink too many and now having a stand down with a stranger who had a problem. There was always that one idiot. Again, blaming Mateo for things out of his control. People who hated guys on the side of the law. Mateo’s name got around, who he worked for often made him a target for this ridicule and Mateo didn’t stand for it. Ever. In the current moment, his drunken state, he would so take the guy down. ‘‘Try me.’‘
@shawnmaddox
Send 👻 for our muses to visit the haunted house together @shawnnorman
“Come on Norman, if you’re scared, I’ll hold your hand,” Laurel teased.
With a momentary pause at the sight of Shawn, she did the opposite of what she only assumed he wanted her to do. Instead of turning away, she walked straight up to him. Her hand coming to grab his wrist so he couldn’t then do what he always did; walk away. “Still mad that I’m not Elena?” she had one definite theory for what could have actually pissed him off and as she gave it a second thought, it seemed plausible, hence why she voiced it. // @shawnmaddox
@omgshawnmontgomery
Unlike how she used to be, the bruise Liv had gotten from the event over the weekend wasn’t covered in layers of thick makeup. It wasn’t anything she could have controlled, her face simply being another casualty of the night. Icy eyes landed on the all-too-familiar scruffy blonde hair and against all better judgement, she stopped and turned, mouth opening before she could even think “Shawn!” She called out after him, pace speeding up so she could catch up. Whatever work she had in the dance studio could wait while she took the time to apologize to someone she didn’t want to lose because of a small tiff “wait-”
{closed starter for @puckshawn }
It might have been spring, but it was still ohio and it was still cold out at night. So pulling on the hoddie she had stolen from Shawn last week, but also wrapping her comforter around her, grabbing the nyada letter with her.
Walking outside and to her back yard into the back corner where the tree house was. She quickly climbed up and got inside. The pink haired teen turned on the twinkle lights as she waited for her boyfriend to come up.