#frnstart

[lylanightingale]

lyla: hi

lyla: how are you?

lyla: i hope you're doing good and having a great day

lyla: but while you're having that great day i was wondering if you wouldn't mind picking me up from the local police station

lyla: no biggie!

lyla: like if you don't have time that's okay too

lyla: but if you do i'd appreciate the ride

lyla: okay i'm going to officially stop babbling and wait for your reply now

[henslcy-blog]

SMS ▬ open.

hensley: today someone got mad at me because their drink was "way hotter than 120 degrees"

hesnley: first of fcuking aL L

hensley: who orders their drink at a specific temperature???! !! SECOND, IT WAS 120 DEGREES BECAUSE I CHECKED!!!

hensley: help me i need a drink today was so stressful

[dcxprince]

if you needed three words to describe dox, they would all be synonyms of the word ANNOYING, but he never seemed to care that people rolled their eyes constantly when he spoke. therefore, using the apartments main entrance as a YOGA PAD was, annoying; but very dox-like, and no one should be surprised. he didn’t feel like being in his apartment and he booked out his typical gym room for a zumba class ( that he almost attended ), so he decided to take over the main entrance instead; shirtless, sweaty, and in a strange yoga position. as he moved slightly, he head footsteps approach him, and a smile pulled over his lips, but his position remained. “if i’m in your way, you’re gonna have to enjoy the view for a another minute.” he spoke smoothly, his hair falling into his eyes slightly as he looked up at the person. 

[jcmiem-blog]

the sound of squishing shoes could be heard as the doors of the lobby were gently pried open. a ‘wet floor’ sign occupied the entrance, indicating that jamie was not the first to get caught in the rainy connecticut weather. jamie’s fingernails were in between his teeth as he absentmindedly stared ahead of him, walking the familiar path to the mailboxes that was ingrained in his brain. he stood there for a few moments, lost in thought, before noticing a figure behind him “oh, uh, shit —am i in your way?” he fumbled, suddenly hyper-aware of how his shirt clung to his skin and just how much water was sliding off of him. he quickly pulled his hand out his mouth and shoved it into a pocket.