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[wclfes]

♦ ;; ✉

(1) incoming call from ➤ georgia

“lennox? georgia speaking. i apologize for giving you money without your consent. please give me a call back when you can.”

(1) incoming call from ➤ georgia

“big news!! i always find text messages not personal, so, here i am!! calling!! news that i cannot possibly stuff in an envelope. i bought a house! a quaint little thing. the object of my affection now. you must visit! i insist! give me a call back.”

[mallorytheory-blog]

♫ ;; ☎

♫, a drabble about mallory & lennox inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle: doubt by twenty one pilots.

It’s odd, how she and Lennox somehow always seemed to find one another when either of the two were intoxicated in surely horrid attempts at escaping their problems. While it wasn’t as often on Mallory’s end, it still happened every now and then, like currently, as she tried to find room seven and ended up in room three. Lana was nowhere to be found, but Lennox was there, and somehow she thought it was a good idea to stay despite the girl’s cursing and the questions she often asked that Mallory would shy away from in any state; sober or not. She’s not sure what to say, what she’s even there for or the reason she’d been looking for Paige, but it’s one of those times when she just can’t keep her mouth shut because the thoughts that haunted her before she replaced the blood in her veins with alcohol were even louder than usual.

“I’m scared of my own image, scared of my own immaturity. Scared of my own ceiling, scared I’ll die of uncertainty,” Mallory rambled on, uncharacteristically honest with the girl across from her, her word slurred and voice shaky. “Fear might be the death of me… I’m not sure if I can see this ever stopping.” She wasn’t sure why the sight of Lennox had these words spilling so carelessly from her normally careful lips, and maybe it was because she saw a similar darkness in the other girl that she knew all too well. “I don’t know what’s inside of me.”

☎, mallory drunk dials lennox.

“I’m really, really hungry,” Mallory greeted Lennox once she answered, and she’s not sure if she woke her up or if she was already up, but it’s fairly late and she’s speaking far too loudly in the phone because everything else in the background is deafening. She wasn’t sure where she was anymore, because she’d been invited to some party in Vegas and decided to tag along to an after party and the party after the after party. Even that thought had her head hurting. “Can you bring me some food? I’m at some place, I don’t know, but I don’t really trust anything here. You know what I mean? Maybe, like, some room service. They had some really good chicken tenders, and fries, and I was wondering if you could bring me some. Oh! You should also come party with me! These people are so nice, Lennox, so nice. You would fit in so well! Please? Pretty please?”

[olivereyse]

[text] Are you stupid?

[text] come on nox haven’t we been over this beFORE[text] smh

[mallorytheory-blog]

[text]:Is that all you care about?

( text to lennox: ) dancing has kept me alive for years when i felt like i had nothing and was nothing, so yes, pretty much( text to lennox: ) i'm very serious about my dancing and it is the only thing that i truly care about, so i am not sorry if it happens to bother you

[olivereyse]

[text]:Don't even start.

[text]: nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox[text]: it cut me off bc these phones are shitty nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox nox

[wclfes]

♣ hehe

↳ outgoing text to the next alexander mcqueen

georgia peach: okay okay you can literally NOT tell lennox i'm the one anonymously transferring money into her account... NO she would not accept the money if she knew it was me, okay?? i want her dream to come true

georgia peach: ah fish sticks i hate these phones... hey lennox (:

[gulfshoresrp-blog]

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