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𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘: 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎.
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“HEY, earth to Gabriel. Where the hell did you go?” She waves her hand in front of his face, quirking an eyebrow. “What’s on your mind?”
“What would you say is your favourite flower, Miss?” The young marine asks with a smile. - (From Gabriel)
"As a matter of fact, the answer to this question is actually in the trivia section of my Bio, but for convenience I'll tell you. It's Lavender. Now you should really be on your way, I think."
@archangelxgabe
“Damn, never thought I’d run into one of the Archangels. Do I bow? Curtsy? I do a killer curtsy.” Arms folded across his chest, Cain chuckled as he stared at the other, a brow slowly arching. “You aren’t here to lecture me, are you? I haven’t even done anything wrong. Not recently, anyway.”
"I don't trust you," were the first words out of Rianne's mouth. Her hazel eyes bore into Gabriel as though she was looking for a human soul. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, persay, it was that she was still trying to wrap her head around his very existence. There was no way this was the same angel that announced the conception of Christ to Mary. And there certainly was no way that this was the angel her very own grandmother prayed to daily. "I mean, after all, have y'looked in a mirror? You look like a sixteen year old prep school boy lookin' to clap cheeks with the head cheerleader. I just--" She took a deep breath, slightly embarrassed that she had just insulted an archangel. "Whaddya want?" / @archangelxgabe
“james” gabriel calls out, spotting the boy who had previously been spotted on his sister’s arm the last time he was here. “nice to see you again” sebastian and him had bets on what actually took place between the two, not that calliope was budging, and so he took it upon himself to find out. walking up to him with a smile, “i thought we were going to be brother in laws” he jokes with a laugh, “don’t feel bad, we thought the same thing of that neighbor boy too ” patting his back now, with a shake of his head, “eh, who needs her?” he prompts rhetorically, “so what happened?” he inquires, after all, money was on the line.
@hxwkjames
Gabby Bear // SMS
Scott: Oye, Gabe
Scott: Me preguntaba si querías ir a la boda conmigo
Scott: Bueno, voy a llevar el coche, no voy a beber...
Scott: ¿Que dices?
Scott: No pasa nada si tienes planeado ir con alguien más
The Wingman
March 12th, Evening W117 Main Street, Renter’s Row, Downtown Edgewood
His laptop pinged with another notification from Facebook Messenger, drawing Monty’s attention away from trying to making out what Monica was shouting from the kitchen. He clicked back to the right tab to find several new messages from Gabriel, all in rapid succession.
Gabriel ha ha they just have us pulling shit hours rly early drills and shit
Monty ouch i won’t ask details cuz i know you can’t talk about it but please know i really wanna ask about what they’ve got you flying
Gabriel you’d like it nerd
Monty scoffed and rolled his eyes. He took the moment to lean back into the couch, pulling his laptop further into his lap. From the kitchen drifted the notes of some pop song in Spanish, intermixed with Monica’s own happy humming as she cooked dinner.
He worried the inside of his cheek between his teeth as he mulled over his next message. Maybe it was the closet romantic in him, or the influence of his still newly-defined relationship with Simon, or maybe it was just that he wanted to see his friends happy. Whatever it was, it gave him enough kick to hit enter before he could overthink it.