#clarkentwrites

[dickganseywrites-blog]

[rose/eliana] [text] i'm just saying. you forced yourself into my life, you can come out to the bar with me. one night probably won't kill you

TO: ELIANA 💪🏼: “What do you mean ‘probably’?”TO: ELIANA 💪🏼:“I have work in the morning!”TO: ELIANA 💪🏼:“Also I didn’t force myself into your life, I just gave you... a gentle, and exceptionally friendly, shove.”

[wellickwrites-blog]

[tessa/kenny] [text] i'm not running from the law i promise but can i hang out at yours for a bit [text] that sounds suspicious i'm just kinda sorta hiding from my ex who is outside my door so you know, awks

[text] Oh no, Tessie. You can hide here![text] Is he a bad sort?[text] Does he know your brother and your brother’s boyfriend are police officers?[text] Do you want me to arrest him? I could arrest him.

[wellickwrites-blog]

[louis/annie] [text] fer the record i coulda kicked th'shit outta morley if y'hadn't held me back. rude.

[text] i admit picking you up and throwing you over my shoulder might have been a bit excessive[text] you’ll thank me tomorrow when you still have all your teeth

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[shane/arleigh] [text] i have a high school diploma, that should fuckin count for something. i just hate people. any jobs exist that don't require me to deal with anyone else?

[text] err, eddie just leaned over my shoulder and suggested phone sex operator?[text] i really don’t wanna listen to you fake moaning and stuff all night though, i think that might send mick over the edge[text] plus you’ll have to deal with some right pervs

[dickganseywrites-blog]

[scotty/eloise] "Scotty, it's okay. You don't have to like, explain yourself or anything. Really. I'm not— you know, I'm not really good enough for you and stuff, and I'm not saying that for sympathy or shit like that, I mean it. You deserve a nice person to make you happy and stuff and not like they're hurting you. I don't wanna be the person putting that look on your face, Scotty. It's killing me."

Wha- uh, nah, El... It’s not... It ain’t ‘bout you, y’kna? Like, you’re not the one that’s doin’ this, you get that, don’t you? I um... You are good enough, El. You’re incredible, an’ you make me happy, really. It’s jus’... I kinda don’t know where my head’s at right now, y’kna? And it’s like... I’m not... I don’t know how to, like, deal with being... with liking, well, guys. And I can’t just be with you right now ‘cause, like, I don’t really understand my own thoughts right now. It’s not you, El. I’m sorry.

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[henry/jay] "Have fun tonight. Um, you know, it's supposed to be cold, so make sure you've got a jacket and stuff…yes Wren, I know I sound like Mom, just please take it. And Henry, just…you know, take care of her, okay? I know you will, I know. I'm just…she means a whole lot to me, and stuff."

It’s alright, Jay, really. I’m only taking her to see a movie, and I’ll even give her my own jacket if it gets too cold. And, well, you know what they say about body heat, yes? Ah, no, wait... Ah, what I mean is... Um, I’ll hold her hand, or, uh, give her a cuddle... I didn’t- um... Yes, well. I’ll take care of her, I promise. I really will...

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[ronnie/ailene] "Oh, you're going to have to take this to the shop!"

"Huh? I don't- Okay, so, like... Here's the thing? I know the wheel's like falling off or whatever but I kinda, sorta, don't care? I don't even like skateboards. Every time I try standing on the stupid thing I just end up covered in my own blood anyway. I mean, I could get it repaired but that's just gonna cost me money and I guess James isn't gonna notice anyway, right?"