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[ text; clinton 💜 ] you won't believe what i just had to pull out of someone's ass [ text; clinton 💜 ] we don't have to talk about it [ text; clinton 💜 ] but i do want to talk about it
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@hollowedchest // Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
[ text; clinton 💜 ] you won't believe what i just had to pull out of someone's ass [ text; clinton 💜 ] we don't have to talk about it [ text; clinton 💜 ] but i do want to talk about it
@hollowedchest said: no one else is here
"are you sure?” he’s careful with his steps, shoulders hunched forward a little like making himself smaller will somehow make himself quieter.
with his voice still a whispered hiss: “i don’t need any more shit on my record.”
hollowedchest asked: have i ever let you down? from ace LMAO
there's nothing more to say, really.
the hair on the back of her neck seems to be in a constant state of prickling, the unnerving feeling of being watched having followed her across state lines. normally, she wouldn't go out in public with a tail but she wants to force a confrontation in a semi-neutral space : a bar. stalking across the room, she takes a seat across from the man, slamming her drink down on the table aggressively. " the hell you want ? " she growls. " you've been fucking following me for days –– don't try to deny it. "
@guttcrson liked for a partisan!jyn starter !
'Don’t touch her' from joel
Brows rise when she notices how he stands before her, agitation still high as she nearly tries to go around him towards the offender. "Yea dude, fuck you!"
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@hollowedchest // tim and katie (random starter that i couldn't get out of my head)
"Hey, Tim. You know how I told you this morning that I was going out to Harlan for a home visit? Well, the asshole's buddies fucked with my car so I'm sorta stuck here. Some dude who owns a bar offered to let me hang out until you can come get me. He offered to drive me back, but...yeah. Anyway, guy who runs the place is named Crowder? Do you know this place? Okay I'm rambling now. Let me know if you're getting me or if I need to call someone from the office. Okay bye."
Katie rings off and heads back to the counter and the beer the owner had pulled out for her. On the house he said since he couldn't ask her to pay when she had a rough go of it. "I really appreciate the help, Mr. Crowder." Fingers curl around the bottle and she brings it to her lips for a pull. "This wasn't exactly the way I thought I was going to spend my afternoon."
Across from her, the man grins, showing off a set of pearly whites like Katie hadn't ever seen on a hillbilly. "No need to thank me, ma'am. It's the least I could do to make up for the hell our less savory denizens put you through. You can stay here long as you like until your brother gets here from Lexington. He's a marshal, you said?"
@hollowedchest ⚠️ a text meant for someone else.
[ text: ace ❤️🔥 ] no you don't get it.
[ text: ace ❤️🔥 ] it is...
[ text: ace ❤️🔥 ] unfuckingbelievable.
@hollowedchest ! ft . roadkill - the 1975 .
" i take a minute when i don't think i'll die from stopping . "