#para:mackenzie

[davisofcorona]

Dressed head to toe in his dazzling purple suit, Davis couldn’t resist jamming out as he crossed the room; humming in time with the beat of the music and swaying his shoulders. The atmosphere in the room was quite nice, and he managed to enjoy the majority of his evening at his sister’s side (as to avoid unwanted attention and certain people that will not be named at the current moment). Finally making it to the bar, he leaned across the counter and shouted over the music, “Round of shots please!”

[maximumspayne]

The time of our lives || Kenzie & Max

Max had been having a blast with Kali, but of course they had to go their separate ways for a bit to greet the rest of their friends. He was currently at the snack table looking at his phone before looking at the girl besides him. "Dude, check it out. This 50 year old professional surfer head-butted a shark that bit him in the arm! If that isn't the most badass thing ever I don't know what it." He said excitedly showing her his phone before putting it away and offering her some cookies from his plate "So Mack-to-the-Kenzie, are you having fun?"

@mackgin

[sunnybaudelaire]

One sweet day ☞MacArtie

Tagging → Artie Abrams and Mackenzie Lynn   Location → Mackenzie’s place Timeframe → July 27, 2015. Afternoon  Notes → Artie goes to Mack’s place

Artie Abrams

To be sort of honest Artie didn’t expect an affirmative answer when he asked that strange pretty girl if she wanted him to come over to eat sugary goods. It was unexpected but exciting. To be honest, it had been a long time since he had tried to meet some new people, and she seemed pretty cool. Artie waited for her to send him a private message with her address and hopped in his car as soon as he got it. It wasn’t until he was around the corner of her place when he realized he hadn’t asked about the accessibility of her place. He shrugged it off and hoped that there wasn’t an impressive flight of stairs leading to the front door  or anything of the sort. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding once he got to the place and realized he had nothing to worry about. He got off the car and sat in his chair in front of her door, pushing his hands against his lap, trying to sit a little straighter in his chair and then knocked, waiting for her to open, a gentle smile on his face. 

[lucy--donovan]

Lucy quickly drank whatever liquid was in her glass, slamming it back down on the kitchen bench. She didn’t know anymore. It all tasted the same. It all achieved the same result. She didn’t care. The pretence of being fine had fallen apart. She normally had been quite good at pretending to be okay; hiding her emotions and never letting them pour out. She had been able to uphold an almost effortless façade, allowing herself to push feelings to the side and pretend that they never existed in the first place. But he had come along and had changed everything. It was nearly impossible to hide how she felt when Liam was around; it was like he had taken the key in which she locked it all up with. Now everything was surfacing and there was no relief from it. For weeks now, his wounded look on his face had been occupying her thoughts, consciously or unconsciously, no matter the time or place. Lucy winced, remembering his hurt expression, the forced smile had vanished from her face. Hands shaking; she grabbed the bottle, nearly sending it tumbling over the side of the bench. She poured herself an even larger drink, the amber liquid filling up nearly half of the glass. She didn’t want to think anymore, she didn’t want to feel the constant, nagging pain inside her chest. Already feeling the stabbing pain of her heart crumbling once again, Lucy placed the cool glass against her lips and hastily downed every last drop.