sms to satan.
ISAAC: sos i dont want to go to work today
ISAAC: also i hate everyone

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sms to satan.
ISAAC: sos i dont want to go to work today
ISAAC: also i hate everyone
sms to evie.
ISAAC: bitch. guess. WHAT.
“Fuck, am I rusty,” he exhales as his hands work the end of a bobby pin into the lock of the apartment belonging to his sister. Three years is a long time to not see someone you grew up with. If he wasn’t already two beers and one join into his day, he’d surely be feeling a wave of emotions. The lock turns over in the knob and there’s a silent gasp of surprise from the dirty blonde. “I still have it in me, eh?” Standing to his feet, Eli tosses his bag over his shoulder and opens the door, allowing himself into his sister’s apartment. His eyes look over the place, a feeling of pride overcoming him as he realizes how far she’d come since their parents kicked her out. “Honey, I’m home.” He calls, hoping she’s home so they can start their epic reunion.
sms to evie.
ISAAC: bj techniques ???????
✉ sms to evie.
ISAAC: i wanna get a new tattoo give me a discount because i'm pretty
sms | evie.
ISAAC: drag me
sms | evie.
ISAAC: honestly ,,, why are we SURROUNDED by BEAUTIFUL people
ISAAC: this is a disgusting horrific outrage i hope the aliens the government is covering up ABDUCT me from this HELL
text to: evie
clarke: i know you hate me, but please bear with me for five seconds.
clarke: i have something for you.