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✉ yo for annabeth <3

hit me up (also how did you even get my number)

[TEXT]: i’m not falling for that[TEXT]: nice try though, chase

#( meme response. )#[ annabeth who are u tryna fool ]#[ also hello!!!! thank u for following me and sending me this ur super cool ]#casgliiad

casgliiad replied to your post:do nate! oh wait, u already did. on film. whoops...

he’d probably agree that the best thing about him is jamie tbh. also wHERE IS THIS CRAZE OF CALLING ME TALLULAH COMING FROM ELIZABETH.

would you prefer that i call you a bitch ass busta ??

#casgliiad #out of pom poms ;;#the twin tag ;;

squad - aka me, u, sari, tessa, al and sara.

looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you: TESSA FOR SURE ( serialromeo) . also probably you tink ( casgliiad ) i’m putting more than one for some of these bc sOME DOn”T FIT US

looks like they could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll: i feel like this is me maybe idek. who am i tbh

looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll: SARA. THIS IS SARA. SHE IS THE ONLY TRUE PURE CINNAMON ROLL HERE ( darkinherheart )

looks like they could kill you and would actually kill you: ACTUAL SARI RIGHT HERE ( regnantiis )

sinnamon roll: albert. dis you. ( deathscatalyst )

#casgliiad #serialromeo #darkinherheart #regnantiis #deathscatalyst #answered meme ;;#im too lazy to tag all your tags #but #i l y #even though i feel like most of u are really cinnamon rolls that could actually kill u #<3

casgliiad replied to your post:laughs bc codename for nathan

it might not if they hadn’t made a fucking sex tape.

... we don’t talk about that.

#casgliiad #sHUSH YOUR FACE #out of pom poms ;;

[ casgliiad ]

He’s done a good job of not thinking of her for the past three years. More so, what they had. The LOVE they shared. Because he can’t help but think of her when it’s a full moon. He thinks of her soft blue eyes and the way they shone in the moonlight in that room at the party that went WRONG.

But he can’t stop there. He remembers a bridge and a basket next, and then the FEAR and guilt that shook him UPSIDE DOWN and left and right after a car accident. He remembers a VOID, one full of nothing but missing her, and then a BRILLIANCE of light at a wedding after a kiss. AND THEN VOID.

He remembers her mothers disapproval and how it didn’t matter because when he held her hand he swore that he could feel her ENTIRE LIFE vibrating with his. It gave him HOPE, it gave him meaning, and he’s tried not to think of her for the past three years because he’s unwilling to admit that if she called, he’d still come RUNNING, even after a kiss in a house wrought of nothing but jealousy and love for a Blonde Dick at Yale.

He’s replaying that moment the entire length of the plane ride, ignoring that fact that no amount of preparation has ever been able to prepare him for the SUPERNOVA that is Rory Gilmore. Even after three years.

He first sees her standing at the baggage claim. He freezes involuntarily, ACUTELY aware of the injustice that his memory has done her. He stands there, w a i t i n g, a few moments longer than he’d ever admit. He also won’t EVER admit that he’s actively debating high-tailing it back onto the plane, or straight out the doors without grabbing his bag, but it’s too late to run because she’s turned her head and caught his eye and God, his world is exploding all over again.

He meets her in the middle of the airport, more self-conscious than he’s been in, well, three years. His hands are digging into the pockets of his jacket, and his shoulders are HIKED up as if they can shield him from her rejection. He’s not sure what to say, so he decides on ol’ reliable.

“HEY.”