#delilahisms.

[byeconr]

@delilahisms​.

“just roll down the window if you’re that hot.” connor mutters as he leans back against the driver’s seat of his truck. you would think that a mechanic, who more or less enjoyed his job (or at least enjoyed working on cars, maybe not the job part of it) woudl have fixed the air conditioning in his own personal vehicle. apparently not. 

[danahq]

text | delilah

dana: you talking to me yet?

[danahq]

closed starter for @delilahisms​

as she walked up the steps dana wasn’t sure if showing up in person to see delilah was the only option or the it was just a death wish. either way, she made her way into their childhood home and searched for delilah. “hey,” she spoke softly, standing at the doorway that separated her and the younger blonde, “we talking yet?” 

[danahq]

closed starter for @delilahisms​

dana had been back a very short 30 hours and she was already realizing coming back, for supposedly good this time, was going to be rough. even if she had only disappeared for a month this time. spotting delilah sitting in the part, dana made her way over, hopping up on the table next to her, “i can’t remember. do you hate me or are we good?”