「 morgan & ridley 」ft: @indiexbugg
Alright fucker I won’t go near your girl, we all know she’d go gay for me if I put some effort in. xx. Morgan grinned as she shot of the text message to JD once more and chuckled a little as she imagined the man reading it on the other end. She and Brooke were more like sisters, then friends and she would never cross that line, but she couldn’t resist a tease -- especially after the countless times she and JD had been to a bar competing for the same girl.
Figuring Ridley had gotten the same text, she grabbed her nearest bottle of tequila and donned a ripped pair of shorts, with her bikini beneath and grabbed a t-shirt and slung it over her bare shoulder. Moments later she was pulling up outside Ridley’s place, shooting off a text message to the brunette with demands to get her ass down to Morgan’s car. When she spotted the familiar face she climbed out of the sunroof to yell at the woman, “Get in loser we’re goin’ day drinkin’”








