✧・゚:*Today’s magical boy of the morning is: Evansman from Gothic Wa Mahou Otome!✧・゚:*
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✧・゚:*Today’s magical boy of the morning is: Evansman from Gothic Wa Mahou Otome!✧・゚:*
morning after || logan & tatia
❝ — Okay... It was stupid.❞ Tatia admitted, hiding her face in her palm. The headache was taking the best of her and all she dreamed about was a glass of water. It was one of those days she’d tell herself no parties with free alcohol anymore... Especially since she almost got herself into a lesbian kiss. ❝The lucky part is that I threw up right the moment that blonde bitch tried to make out with me. Maybe it’s not that much of a luck, but it’s still something. Right?❞ she sighed deeply and moved her hand to rub her neck. ❝We're not going to that bar ever again...❞
evansman
"I know I should really stop just showing up at your door like this but I mean like if I am over stepping my bounds or anything just tell me. I'm a bit of a blonde sometimes and I don't always think before I do stuff." Scarlett rambled at Max as he stood in the doorway of his bedroom. A smile on her lips as she looked up at the man.
evansman
Ashley didn't even know why she was here or why she kept coming back. Maybe Max was just a distraction from her real issues. Sex was easier then emotions. She knew that much by now. Though she finally found her tee shirt under his bed and pulled it on before quietly slipping into the hallway. It was the middle of the night. No one would catch her slipping out. But as she turned away from the now closed door to Max's room. Her eyes landed on him. She hadn't seen him since their break-up and this had to be the worst possible time to run into him.
Apparently it is torture Ashley with feels night.
love you all too
Text : Are you close with your roommate? I am not going to tell you who I am.
[text: ashley] yeah, he is my best friend. anyone that know me well knows that
[text: ashley] i’m starting to realize that
{Text} Are you alone now? Does it really matter who it is?
[text: ashley] my roommate is home but he is in his room
[text: ashley] i guess not but i usually like to know who is questioning me
Text to Ashley : It's been awhile and I've been wondering how's life treating you now?
[text: ashley] i guess it’s treating me okay. i mean i’ve had worse weeks then this
[text: ashley] who is this though?