☾ SMS MSG → PAPTIO 💋
LANA: daddy
LANA: daddy
LANA: daddy
LANA: i'm bored
LANA: can i play with myself?
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☾ SMS MSG → PAPTIO 💋
LANA: daddy
LANA: daddy
LANA: daddy
LANA: i'm bored
LANA: can i play with myself?
CLOSED STARTER / @hoechvta
SOLEDAD: this is totally not a children’s soccer game appropriate outfit, is it? SOLEDAD: like, i’ll do whatever the fuck i want SOLEDAD: but i should probably get changed, right? SOLEDAD; i dressed thinking too far ahead - about seeing you later
- ( @hoechvta ) -
it felt like any other day--some higher up from the coterie rolling into his garage with a too expensive for words kind of car. he hadn’t had any others in the shop at the moment (other than a couple fake jobs to make the garage look legit if anyone came knocking), so gabriel had gotten to work right off the bat. but he knew his day was not taking an excellent turn when lucia and basileios walked in without so much as a knock or even a warning. he’d looked up from the maserati he’d been leaned over, wiping the grease off on the coveralls settled around his waist as he turned toward them. “boss, and... boss,” he chuckled slightly, offering them a warm smile and extending out a hand. he didn’t deal with them much, so he couldn’t remember if they were handshake people, but he figured due courtesy and everything. “what can i help you with?” gabriel asked.
☾ SMS MSG → ARRAN 😊
SERA: i won't be able to make dinner tonight, i'm so sorry 😥
SERA: can we reschedule to next week?
☾ — closed starter! based off of this.
( @hoechvta. )
“ — i hope you don’t mind me sayin’ this, but that shirt clashes with that tie.” mel scooted around alex, plucking another one from the display and holding it up against the shirt in question. “this one is a lil’ bit better if you want it to be a solid color, but if you’re lookin’ for a pattern i would suggest stripes that only have one base color, otherwise it’ll look just as bad.” she looked up and flashed him a dimpled grin, taking a step backwards. “sorry, i just refuse to have my boyfriend walkin’ around clashin’ and lookin’ like a circus clown.”
☾ SMS MSG → ALEX.
MELANIE: i know that you said i didn't have to make it up to you
MELANIE: and obviously you can say no if you don't want to
MELANIE: but want to get lunch sometime...?
MELANIE: whenever you're free of course
☾ — CLOSED STARTER!
( @hoechvta )
she didn’t even know what she was doing here. it had taken a lot of persuasion and mimosas for clara to end up at the bar her friend’s boyfriend and brother ran, azure eyes flicking from the entrance over to the bartenders and back ample times as she gave thought to turning and going back out the way she’d come in. “this had better be worth it,” she murmured under her breath before she was making her way across the room for a drink to steel her nerves, and hopefully, find lana as she wandered. “hi there! may i order a drink?” clara asked, pasting a winning smile onto her features once she’d stepped up to the bar, speaking loud enough over the music to be heard. “gin and tonic?”
( @hoechvta. )
“if you touch me again i will knock your teeth down your throat.” honestly, sebastian had told her enough times not to threaten anyone in the bar and make the attempt to walk away instead, but the brunette had been on edge all day and having someone leering at her and in her personal space was the last straw; her boyfriend’s place of business be damned. “got it?” she followed up, raising an eyebrow expectantly with a cold glare until he turned away before she resumed her mission to find sebastian in all of the chaos, taking the strides over to the elevator to get to his personal office. on any other day, she would’ve gone in with a smile on her face instead of the dour expression she greeted him with when she pulled open the door, looking every bit as irritated as she felt. “hello, osito. i would like your attention, please.”