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[inanotherlife-sam-blog]

Dinner Discussions | Sambastian

After receiving that text from Sebastian of one of his toys, Sam immediately became fixated on the idea of of the two of them exploring and playing with each other. The blonde needed to focus as he drove because the last thing he wanted was to get into an accident and then have to step out of the car with a painful erection he had worked himself up too. “It’s all his fault,” he said as he turned down the street to were his boyfriend lived. He loved coming over to see Sebastian and spending time with him when they got the house to themselves. Now that his newly revealed disgusting roommate had been evacuated they could have more privacy. But first things were first and he hoped that the information he wanted to share with the other would go over well. He really loved Sebastian...or as much as he was willing to vocally admit to the other man.

“Bas?” he called as he unlocked the door and stepped into the foyer. The smell of the alfredo hit his nose and he nearly melted into the floor. He dropped his bag on the floor as he closed the door behind him and locked it. Sam made his way to the kitchen, slowly undressing along the way. Leaving a trail of clothes behind him as he saw the tall brunette cooking. Quietly he snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, kissing his neck, “Hey babe... dinner smells great.”

[oliverstantxn]

day drinking || oliver & tanner

Oliver let out a yawn. How it overpowered his face, ever consuming, as his jaws stretched wide to roar out the exhaustion and restlessness that had found residence in his frame. He had only woken up mere moments ago even though it was the afternoon, discovering himself tucked into a corner of his bedroom. Hunched over a beanb bag chair that rested there, there was a taste of alcohol coating his cracked lips and mixing with his breath. He spent the whole day burning through a few bottles of wine; hoping that the answer would lie at the bottom of the glass and then the bottom of the bottle, maybe even the next bottle. 

He huffed out a defeated laugh -- drinking during the day, was this what it had come to ? — only for a yawn to overtake his body once again. He raised his arms, stretching them as he descended the staircase ( and if he stumbled a little due to a little lack of coordination, he was his sole witness and nothing happened ). He was not allowed the luxury of time today. It was getting late and he had planned to continue drinking, so he made way to his car. 

Oliver was a regular at Jake's for one reason and one reason only; Tanner. The drinks were just an upside that came with the deal. But that day he found himself not only wishing to see his best friend but also craving the liquor they served at his work place, something uncharacteristic of him. He enjoyed alcohol, of course, but he was by no means addicted to it, nowhere near being an alcoholic. Although his drinking habits as of late would prove otherwise. He tried despairingly to get his mind off of the party's horrid aftermath although knowing this would be the central theme of their conversation. 

❝ Tanner ? ❞ Oliver called, cracking open the door of the bar before entering -- his gait was halting like there's something wrong ( nothing like his usual walk that was filled to the brim with confidence ), he was almost walking right but there's something out of sync. 

He sat down at a stool and looked at the choice of liquor that lay before him. Along the wall was every hue of amber liquid in their inverted bottles; every vice that Oliver was suppose to avoid. He raised a finger to call the server, and when they did not appear he turned his head slowly ( it still stung when he did it rapidly ) to his right and then to his left. ❝ I swear to god, Trager, if that bitch fired you... ❞ he drawled, the action littered with disappointment and the particular lack of heed paid to the others sat beside him in the bar.

[tiffany--spencer]

To Be Or Not To Be || Sophie & Darren

Sophie got her room cleaned a bit and then threw on a baggy crop top and a pair of fabric shorts. The last time he was here they had sex, this time who know's what would happen. She knew he was going through something, and she wanted to be there for him. She didn't know what to do for him though. As she started pacing back and forth in her room she started thinking about her life, how things have played out the past few days. Her best friend moved here, and so many emotions had been spilt over that these past few days. She hadn't forgotten about Darren through all of it, he was always there at the back of her mind. He was a big reason why she had made her relationship non exclusive. She stopped thinking for a bit she thought she might drive herself crazy with her own thoughts. She grabbed her phone and texted Darren "I'm upstairs in my room, the door is unlocked." she waited for him, not nearly as nervous as she was last time, although she was good at hiding her nerves. She sat down on her bed and waited for his arrival. 

[chaoticxqueen]

Destruction Dancing|| Vivian + Scarlett

Tapping the bathroom counter, Scarlett stared blankly at her reflection, a loud gush of air out breaking the previous silence. A hand brushed through her already combed hair, falling to her side as she pivoted around towards the door. It was a brief walk from Scarlett's floor to Vivian's, the perky ding the elevator made as it rose floor by floor an almost taunting sound. The need for a drink had been growing the last few days, and although they both had training the morning after, she had plans to catch up on her booze free days. Shuffling down the hall and spotting the right room, Scarlett beat against the door a little to loudly, impatience growing the longer she stood in the hall. "Viv! It's me! Come on!" Running a hand over her shirt, her eyes fell, frowning slightly at her wardrobe. This wasn't her normal club attire, but with the plan to get sloppy drunk and no one to impress, she couldn't bother herself enough to change.

[brownfaith]

Ditch day || Faith & Johnny.

Faith was still questioning why she agreed to ditch classes with Johnny considering it was only the first week since they started school. She knew if they were to get caught her father would be extremely upset with her but being the daughter of the Dean could get you out of tough situations. All she had to do was bash her long eyelashes and promise not to ever do it again. Johnny on the other hand, she wasn’t entirely sure what would happen to him. Faith didn’t know much about Johnny’s father but it seemed like he had a strong attitude whenever it came to his son. Instead of worrying any longer she let the assurance that they wouldn’t get caught invade her mind. They would be careful and it wasn’t like it was the first time Faith ever skipped classes, she knew her way out and around NYCA perfectly fine. Gathering her phone and dorm key she slipped them both in her shoulder bag before heading out to meet Johnny. She didn’t even bother to leave a note for her roommates figuring they would text and call like crazy once they realized she didn’t show up to class. Making her way to the social room where she agreed to meet him, Faith avoided bumping into any faculty. She waved at him as soon as she spotted him and walked over him. “Hi, you ready to ditch?” She couldn’t help but notice the butterflies that were starting to form in her stomach.