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" I'm sorry I'm late." He said with a sigh. "Long night." He had been caught up with running a sting for FP and then having to help him after that. " You have my attention I promise. I'm just tired."

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@inkedmuses
" I'm sorry I'm late." He said with a sigh. "Long night." He had been caught up with running a sting for FP and then having to help him after that. " You have my attention I promise. I'm just tired."
you could rp a tree 🥰🥰🥰
what other characters could you see me Roleplay ? || @inkedmuses
" let it rain upon me bitches. "
// bitch i really could play a pretty ass tree.
❛❛ probably not a good sign to see you guys around here, huh? ❜❜ the corner of a picture was held in alex's hand, image mirroring the man in front of him. so he'd asked for one and being who he was, wasted little time in making his way over to the chaser. ❛❛ so ... you give these out to all your fans? ❜❜
@inkedmuses ( alex wanted tyler )
❝ sometimes i impress even myself. ❞
@inkedmuses ( eli ) because your wish is my command.
@inkedmuses asked: ★ (for alex)
He wasn't prepared. Completely, totally unprepared. Sure, people warned him. His love of the library and all the peace that came with it would be challenged, if only because the place that was so private would end up being visited by the First Son.
But come on. He'd only been there officially for, like, a year, why would he so quickly come face to face with him? But he did - by way of his shoulders hitting the wall with a thud.
"Ow, why?" He said. Bex winced in exaggeration for a moment, before his eyes took in more of who was there. Nice shirt, neatly pressed, connected to shoulders and a neck and a - he dropped his shoulders. Oh shit.
"Sir?" He laughed awkwardly. "I didn't know you were here."
it might be the dumbest thing he's done ( and alex can admit that he's done some dumb shit in his life ) - but it's new year's eve and carlos is there and who could blame him? he knows cash and amy are ... somewhere, he doesn't know where but they're always watching; they won't judge him. maybe they should.
but there's a countdown and little bit of alcohol running through him and there's carlos - so yeah, he does something stupid and catches him by the collar of his jacket while pulling him in right as a chorus of cheers goes up and screams of 'happy near' can be heard but alex doesn't pay any attention, he's too focused on quite possibly the best kiss of his life.
@inkedmuses ( carlos ) | new year's smooches.
“Your speech at the pep rally was riveting. Just pulled at all the right heartstrings.” Joaquin let out sarcastically. He took a slow drag from his cigarette with a smile toying at the corner of his lips. “What sports movie did you rip off for it, or was that some shit you pulled out of your ass, Mantle?” Joaquin did not believe for a second the latter because he never thought Reggie Mantle was a man of great words. This is why after his little speech, Joaquin had to go outside and get some fresh air because he believed he would be sick if he stayed at the pep rally a moment longer.
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It'd been a few days since Alex had performed his song at the Wild Pony and subsequently kissed Kyle in front of a bar full of cowboys. He'd been busy on base after Jesse's death—"Master Sergeant is a hell of a loss, Manes"—and technically going AWOL. He'd had to wrap his absence and Flint's injuries in with his father's death, which hadn't felt great, even though it was necessary.
Alex hadn't seen much of Kyle amidst all that, but he needed to catch him up on what he'd found out yesterday, so he texted him to meet up at the bunker. If the intel was good, well... it definitely wasn't a coincidence that he was receiving it not long after Jesse died. You couldn't be blackmailed by a dead man, after all.
He hadn't changed out of his BDUs yet, though he was beginning to wish he'd taken off the prosthesis—he still wasn't used to this one and his hip was hurting.