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(sms): Come to my place at 6. (sms): I got the boxset of HIMYM. (sms): And I got ice cream and popcorn. (sms): We’re gonna binge watch.

#issuesuntold #ϟ┊v. season two.

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❛ Jesus Christ. ❜ It was unusual for Howard to be getting to bed at anything one might consider a decent time at that point in his life, and even more unusual for him to be doing it sober. Yet there he was, heading upstairs from his lab at only about half past midnight. A light had been left on in the sitting room, and as he moved to switch it off, he noticed Tony fast asleep on one of the couches, a half-empty bottle of liquor in his hand. Howard frowned. It would serve Tony right to stay there all night, but he also didn’t want Maria to find him like that and worry. He’d started drinking around the same age Tony was now; that was one area he knew Maria wouldn’t want her son to follow directly in his father’s footsteps. He smacked Tony briskly on the back of the head. ❛ Get up, ❜ he said sharply. He snatched the bottle out of his hands. ❛ And gimme that. The hell you think you’re doing? ❜

#issuesuntold #•• YOU’RE TOO YOUNG TO UNDERSTAND; (fatherhood verse)

❛ can i sell my feelings on ebay? i don’t want them anymore. ❜

“I’m sure if any generation would find the answer, this would’ve been the generation to find it. ”

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If his phone would STOP going off for one moment maybe he could get his sentence out. It was no surprise when he pulled out his phone, meanwhile apologizing to the greatly annoyed individual he was doing business with, but yes he guessed right, it was his---partner who was r e p e a t e d l y calling his cell. There was a hint of WORRY in him, calling more than the one time with a clear no response was unlike Tony for he knew how important his job was, he did things that M I R R O R E D the job so why would he continuously call him? “ --Would you excuse me for one second? There is an important phone call waiting for me. ” Wesley did not even wait to hear the protests walking off to get a bit of privacy as he dialed to bring up his voicemail, three new messages. Moving the phone to his ear he listened to the first two, brief messages that didn’t say much but it brought the immense amount of worry to his stomach because through that voice message Tony sounded like he would break at any moment, his voice crack with just the small sentence of ‘I need you.’ Then the second message near the same, he just would not give him any important information but there was always that suggestion he made that if anything happened to not give away any personal information if someone wanted to go after one of them. At this time, it ANNOYED him that he was getting nothing but a stomach full of worry not knowing exactly why his partner was upset.

Wesley clicked on for the third message that simply told him to call back immediately. Dammit!!! Why did he have to do this tonight? This was an important conference between one of Nobu’s henchmen, trying to clear the path that was obstructed between their alliance. It was falling short of what Fisk wanted it to be, if they got one step closer maybe they could put a dent into Nobu’s head, a literal notion.

Deep frown on his lips he took back his position in front of the little henchmen giving a forced smile as he told him he had more important matters to attend to which gave more agitating protest from the man but he simply rolled his eyes but that smile still on his lips. “ Tell Nobu we’ll discuss these matters at a later time and that we will most definitely keep in touch. ” With that he walked off back to his car where Francis was patiently waiting on him. His phone was still in his hand, sitting down in the back of the car he dialed Tony’s number the phone ringing for a long period. If he was going to worry him so much why did he have to further it by not answering the phone now??? He could be DEAD for all Wesley knew. With it now going into voicemail, he went straight to the point.

“ Tony, where are you at right now? I need you to call me back right now or just, please, text me your whereabouts. I was not---just let me know, please. ” He ended the message right there a frown as he dropped his phone in his lap. James did not know where to go but for the time being, maybe he should simply go back to his apartment, MAYBE Tony was there.

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