#ofserein

[lastxrenegades-blog]

@ofserein.

Parker was PISSED, to say the least. He had the worst day at work, then nearly got hit by a car on his way back home and when he finally did get home, he found his then girlfriend in bed with his best friend. So, he was pretty sure that he had the absolute worst day that anyone could ever have. He had yelled and screamed, and then run off, leaving his girlfriend at home with his best friend. Parker couldn’t believe that he hadn’t known about what they were doing behind his back and he couldn’t believe he had actually trusted them both enough. It was clearly a stupid move. Parker had been wandering around town for hours, when the sky had opened up and rain started to pour down. He quickly looked for shelter, and he found a sideway bar. Walking inside, he shook his head and looked around, noticing how it seemed to be pretty empty, with just a few guys sitting in the corner of the room, drinking beer and watching a football match. Parker swallowed and tried to get as much of the water out of the sweater he was wearing as he made his way over to bar counter. 

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( *&. @ofserein.

‘ if i didn’t know better, i’d think you were coming in here just to see me. ’ to the dismay of his boss, who had issues with him fraternizing with this particular customer for what was deemed too long of a time. ‘ you’re hated by the management around here, you know that? they think you’re a distraction for me. ’

[diorkisses-blog1]

                                “ relax, sandy olsson. ” the redhead mutters lazily, cigarette pulled away from a darkly painted pout as a puff of grey smoke infiltrated the air in the room. pushing herself off the bed, tawny hues scrutinizes the girl in front of her with suitcase in hand and what katia could only peg as a terrified gaze, a smirk surfacing. “ you must be my new roommate. don’t worry, i won’t bite too hard. only enough to send you running back to whatever suburbs you came from. ” / @ofserein. based. 

[indiigo-blog1]

           🌹 @ofserein. | closed starter.

        his fist is POUNDING against the solid door in front of him, jackson not giving one fuck about who he may disturb in the process. the fact that she had the audacity to leave after a simple, little joke is what got him the most. and it was as if he was necessarily angry, but more irritated than anything. but no matter how he felt about her at this exact moment, he was going to stand there, banging on her front door until she answered. “ open this damn door ! ” 

[punchdrunks-blog]

@ofserein | BASED ON

          until he was just recently reassigned to day flights, jordan’s been pretty much alienated to his neighbors. he’s been so used to spending the day sleeping, and flying off to cities by night that he’s probably only seen his neighbors a handful of times. and that is exactly why the supposedly simple task of knocking at their door to ask for some toilet paper can render him nervous; after all, he’s already had enough of the irresponsible adult reputation he’s been trying to get rid of for good. but of course, forgetting to go grocery shopping still has to fuck it up for him, among many other errands he’s failed to do. as soon as the door opens, the line he has rehearsed in his head seems to have floated away from his memory. ‘ hey– uh, i’m jordan, i live next door. i kinda ran out of um, toilet paper… ‘ his little speech didn’t go as bad as he’d expected, a meek smile on his face, but the distinctive savor of freshly cooked dinner tickling his nose reminds him that this might be a bad time. ‘ … but also i can um, come back later if i’m interrupting something. ‘

[apctheism]

based. — zeus never saw himself in such a situation. after all, he was much more keen on people watching than he was actually dealing with people. his job as a bartender alone contradicts that fact, but soon makes up for it by the amount of faces he’s able to see in just one night. he wasn’t the type of bartender that you had small talk with. you ordered your drink and minded your own business, unless you caught the mans interest. and though he’d never gotten the chance to speak to her, she was practically the only one that did. so when she came in the night sans her gaggle of friends, his curiosity was piqued. the night had gone down hill from there, him having to cut her off after the words falling from her lips no longer registered with what the male could understand. she was upset over her ex, and zeus all but understood. that didn’t stop him from offering her as much help as he could, eventually just letting her crash in his bed. of course, he slept out in the living room, occasionally checking in that she hadn’t gotten sick or anything from the amount of alcohol consumed the night before. it isn’t until she’s emerged from his bedroom that the male is offering a gentle smile. zeus was the king of hangovers, and was hyper aware of just how much they sucked. "good morning,” he gestures towards her with his mug before taking a sip of the caffeinated liquid. “i didn’t know what you’d like exactly so i made pretty much everything.” he pauses, realizing that waking up in a strangers home might take her off guard. “zeus, by the way. and uh - we didn’t sleep together, if that’s what you’re thinking. not that i wouldn’t, i mean -” he should probably bite his tongue. “i just mean, you were pretty upset last night and i couldn’t figure out where you lived because of all the... well, sobbing so i figured i’d let you crash.” / @ofserein

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ariestattoos: hi! i know this might be odd but lots of people are saying you're the owner of this little journal i found? i figured it was important so i kinda made it my mission to get it back to you, hope i've got the right girl

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“Listen, babe, I don’t want to hear about him and I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear about me.” Salim pointed out lightly to his ex. Running into her in the street had been bad enough, but frankly, it was worse that she was insisting on telling him all about her new man. @stcrgrl​ & @ofserein