#c:maureen

[crossmeivy]

Ever since they had bonded not long after Maureen moved to London, Ivy had seen her at least a couple of times a week. Sometimes at one of their houses, occasionally at the tattoo shop, more often at a nearby strip club, but whatever the place they would indulge in bad habits and dangerous activities. Today she had the raven haired beauty in her chair while she drew a design that had been selected onto inked transfer paper, brow furrowing just a little in concentration. “You’re going to end up as Maureen the tattooed lady if you keep letting me scribble on you like a doodle pad, lucky for you I nail it every time though.” She smirked cockily, shooting the other a cheeky wink. “What brought this one on?” @freczeyourbrain​

[seamus-opry-blog]

@maureen-selected

Não fui eu que te excluí, foram as outras pessoas que não te convidaram. Culpa deles. - ele disse para a jovem enquanto terminava de forrar a toalha na grama. Alguns selecionados haviam planejado o piquenique informal para tirar a mente  do ataque que havia acontecido, Seamus era um deles mas tinha ficado responsável pela comida não por convidar ninguém.