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@parkercullen
Elias would’ve been happy enough to stay under this shady tree, kissing Parker softly all afternoon--that was, until it had suddenly started to rain. It was certainly that time of the year for the summer storms. “Oh, god. Seriously?” Elias laughed, breaking the kiss as droplets were hitting him. “We should run for actual cover, y’know, something that isn’t a tree.”
Jo pulled his suit jacket around him a little tighter as he saw Parker standing there. A smirk on his face, he cleared his throat before presenting the fact that he was dressed up to them. He always dressed pretty well but this was a full suit, in the Georgia heat. “So what do you think? Do I fit the seventies or not?” // @parkercullen
@parkercullen
“Selfie, selfie, selfie!” Connor chanted rather drunkenly as he wrapped an arm around his best friend’s shoulders, pulling them in. He held his phone up and snapped a picture, smiling over at Parker. “You look amazing, seriously,” he said happily, his words slurring just a tad. He was losing count on how many drinks he had, especially when people kept shoving glasses into his hands, but who was he to deny a drink? “You really nailed it, Parks.”
Jo had texted Parker when he got the chance to. Beckett had gone home and left him with everything in reach but he figured some of his closest customers and friends needed to know what was going on. He was staring up at the crappy box TV in the room, flipping through the terrible channels when he smiled as they walked through the door. “Hey, there. Sorry you gotta see me in these circumstances but I figured you deserved to know what was going on.” // @parkercullen
@parkercullen liked for a summer starter
“See? Who says we need an actual fire for some great s’mores?” Connor said rather triumphantly as the two of them were hanging out on his balcony, the moon shining brightly above them with the melody of crickets playing. “Holding the marshmallows over the stove is just as effective.” Of course, he was leaving out the part where he nearly got his shirt caught on fire.
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💬 Parker 💘💅😍
ELIAS: i may or may not have bought something that reminded me of you ELIAS: [IMAGE ATTACHED] ELIAS: it’s moonstone. helps you connect with your femininity, helps calmness and brings inner balance. i thought it was very relevant and it’s pretty, like you, so. ELIAS: god i hope that wasn’t cheesy
@parkercullen
“How does this stuff not feel so heavy on you?” Connor asked as he let his friend practice applying makeup on him. He didn’t have trouble sitting still for long periods of time, considering the fact that he wrote on his laptop for a living. “I’m sorry, by the way...” he said quietly. “I haven’t been a great friend lately. I-I’m not around much anymore and...I don’t know, I want to try to do better.”
@parkercullen
Connor placed his head on their lap as the two of them sat in front of the couch, watching some bad horror classics. A lot of thoughts were swimming through his head, and he hesitated to bring any of them up with his best friend. But he wanted to. He wanted to bring up the letters from his mother--or, someone claiming to be his biological mother, anyway. “I don’t know what’s happening in this movie anymore,” Connor said with a sigh, sitting up and facing Parker. “Sorry, I’ve been...really spacey lately, I guess.”
