#glade1

[liildenniison]

“Maybe ‘fuck off’ will be our 'always.'” -Glade ( @gladeorange )

“Or maybe? Fuck off means. Fuck. Off.” Dani replied, as she rolled her eyes at him. If there had been a manager around to hear her say such a thing to a customer, for sure she would’ve either gotten a warning or even could have been fired. But it was only Dani working at the thrift store for the night, being stuck with the closing shift, and with there being a shy of an hour left until it was time to for her to close, there wasn’t any other customer around to either. In fact, there hadn’t been any customers around for the last half hour, the redhead doing much of nothing on her own until she pulled out her sketchbook and decided to kill the time drawing. It was just her luck that once she heard the bell ring from the entrance door a few minutes earlier, signaling Dani that someone had came in, that the ‘customer’ who came in had to be the one person she had no interest in seeing. Glade. 

“Welcom— Oh.” Not even finishing with her greeting, the redhead had rolled her eyes at the sight of him before immediately directing her gaze back at her sketchbook. And as she continued to draw, she mentally hoped to herself that he wouldn’t come her direction, that he would go and do whatever it was that he came inside the store to find, and either luck out with the item and leave without a word. And if Glade did happen to find something here he wanted, maybe he would be smart enough to let the transition go quietly so Dani could ring him up and have him out the store in no time. It wasn’t until she heard him say “Hey~” from right besides her, his voice so close to her ear as an indicator of how close he was to her, was when the redhead let out an annoyed sigh. Why did she think he would actually leave her alone? “Fuck off!” Dani had bit out in reaction, jerking away from him and taking a step back before shooting him with a quick glare. Her comment had only brought amusement to his face, like he had been expecting for her reaction to be that way, and so when he then made that ridiculous counter of “fuck off being their always” that’s when Dani rolled her eyes at him again and said what she had said.

“What are you even doing in here, Glade?” The redhead asked, in no mood to be entertaining him right now. It’s been so long since she last seen him, why was he suddenly here now? When she was alone and stuck at the closing shift of all nights! 

[jubilccna]

"You were already at almost-maximum hotness, but now you look like a sexy, tan Rapunzel. Ugh, the dream." -Glade ( @gladeorange )

Letting out a laugh at his statement, Jackie playfully smacked Glade against the arm. “First of all, there is no almost— I am always at maximum hotness, thanks.” The brunette clarified, as she would have been insulted at anyone else for even saying that to her if it weren’t for the fact that it had been Glade who had said it. The only reason he was allowed to get away with it was because he was Glade. And she happened to have quite the soft spot for him. Still, Jackie rolled her eyes at him before she continued. “And secondly, thank you. That was quite the dramatic way of saying you like the new hairdo, but I’ll accept it.” At that, the girl playfully flipped her now longer hair over her shoulder and struck a pose before playfully winking at him. “I can totally give you the number to the hair salon if you want. Can even hook you up with a discount~” 

[fluggedup]

"It hurts my face just looking at you." -@gladeorange

Randy groaned in frustration (and in pain) as he held an ice pack to his eye. Not only was the loss extremely embarrassing, but now Randy was left wondering .. now what? He’d lost the fight, lost his girl, and now he had his friends (who were also Tiffany’s friends, a whole other issue to unpack) who were probably judging him pretty hard. “Don’t remind me,” he answered dryly at Glade’s comment. “This fucking sucks, man.”