Oct 26, 2014
[Text] Can you come pick me up? May have been drinking and may have also punched out a guy for talking shit.
[text] … for real[text] you’re telling me a petite lady like you punched a guy??[text] also girl, don’t drink too much—
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[Text] Can you come pick me up? May have been drinking and may have also punched out a guy for talking shit.
[text] … for real[text] you’re telling me a petite lady like you punched a guy??[text] also girl, don’t drink too much—
[ text ] Yo, princess.
( txt --- ' ) hey, queen. haha
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'if your breasts we're Mount Rushmore, I'd love to put my face on them'
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With his small lamp at the side, his fingers drag the colored pencil across the white canvas lazily, he looked over to his small watch on the bedpost and sighed. It was 2.20am and he was only on his fourth design, he needed at least three more. The coffee cans had been scattered around the room along with pieces of crumpled paper. He's been up since 8am in the morning and he was on the verge of falling asleep, only to be surprised by his own ringtone. He looks over at his phone, seeing the caller ID as an unknown number before picking it up. "Hello?"
[ text ] It's my treat then, your payment for the coffee will be accompanying me.
[ txt; ] Wait, I’ll pay for mine otherwise I’ll feel a bit guilty.
[ txt; ] Where are we going? I’ll meet you there. o/
[ text ] Up for some coffee?
[ txt ] That’d be really nice right now— q u q
When Minx was said to practice with another choreographer, she was disappointed but she knew she had to listen to her manager. Her lips curved into a pout as she pushed the door of the practice room open, looking around for the said choreographer.
Having knowing that today would be busy with his schedule, he was feeling a bit drained by the time his next worker had to come in. Sighing, he takes a large sip of his water, putting it down once he hears the door open; swallowing the water down quickly. "...you're my new dancer, right? The name's Lucas."
WELCOME YOUR NEW NEIGHBOR!
Idol Minx ʜᴀs ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇx!
renting flat #427, a one-bedroom apartment, willing to take in a roommate.
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