#midnstarter

[blythecoopers]

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Blythe: it isn't technically monday until the sun comes up, yet only my dog seems to want to do something tbh.

Blythe: what i'm saying is ... are you, idk, busy?

[masonforrester]

Ding-dong. Waiting in anticipation, a sigh of relief escaped Mason’s lips when the door opened and he stepped into the light, sopping wet. He was soaked and holding a lump of what looked like wet blanket, but was actually two grumpy cats who hated water. “Hey,” he said with a sheepish smile, “Uh, I was walking my cats and then it started thunder storming. Can I come in?”

[nathancxffey-blog]

“You think that’s a new record?”  Nathan dragged a finger against his lip, wiping the last of his spit from it.  There was a barely visible loogie off of the sidewalk, and he slipped his cigarette back into his mouth, laughing, “Don’t think it is, people’ll get really fucking gross.  And I’m not the metal dude who goes ‘round town, so— what’d you think?”

[macweston-blog]

@macncheese: if i have to wake up to the sweet sounds of gardening one more time...

[madisonforrester-blog]

“Aisha brought me a dead bird this morning! Do you think that means he finally likes me?”

[spencerkellys-blog-blog]

“I think something’s up with my leg, uh. Wait, sorry.” He gave a sheepish laugh and stopped in his tracks, putting a hand against the nearest wall. He pulled up his pant leg, inspecting the damage and looking kind of surprised to see the bruise. “You got ice or something?”

[madisonforrester-blog]

@paulbunyansdaughter: making cupcakes bc I found edible glitter at the store!!

@paulbunyansdaughter: SOS IT WASN'T EDIBLE I USED REAL GLITTER EVERYTHING IS A LIE

[macweston-blog]

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MAC: did u take my lighter last time i saw you