#princessxonpointe

[lilyoxford]

[Text]: Yes it will because I say so. [Text]: Sounds good! I'll see you soon!

[txt] Not my fault if Niall tries to eat Thumper

[lilyoxford]

[Text]: Niall and Thumper need to be best friends. [Text]: I'm free right now? :)

[txt] Would that even work?

[txt] I just ordered food. I'll bring it down as soon as it gets here.

[lilyoxford]

[Text]: You should come over and hang out with me more often. [Text]: Mostly because I miss you and feel like I haven't seen you in forever, but also because my apartment is really big and lonely.

[txt] Coincidentally my apartment is also big and lonely except for Niall

[txt] Sure, M. Just text me when you're free.

[lexiesamirez]

princessxonpointe replied to your post: I feel dirty.

Why?

I drank champagne last night because I decided to find out on my own what was apple cider and what wasn't.

[cameronmarciano]

NO DON’T DIE hahahah

if i die there will be a paragraph in my will apologizing bc i still owe you a starter and buildy will only have one mother 

matty-fitz replied to your post: i just sprayed warheadssour  spray...

omfg /charlie/

don'T TALK AT ME WITH THOSE JUDTMENtal backslahes 

lexiesamirez replied to your post: i just sprayed warheadssour  spray...

it sounds like you don’t regret your decision at all

i mean. i do a little bc it hurt ok. but death by candy would be a good way 2go. (not jawbreakers though bc no thanks)

[chris-goode]

noelleoniell liked your post: You are the hottest guy in this city omg 

Is this agreement?

princessxonpointe replied to your post: You are the hottest guy in this city omg

You’re so cute oh my lord.

That's something I don't hear on the daily. Thanks, Mimi. Means a lot comin' from someone as cute as you.

[chris-goode]

princessxonpointe replied to your post: 

Aw I feel so special!

In my book, you're a definition of awesome. Most def.

[allupinthisish]

You Gotta Fight - Mimi + Ish

It was an innocent comment, on his part, yet whoever was awake at the time really tried to piss him off. Really, he was in the middle of a lame ass argument and Sydney comes in and gets all fucking wet for the other asshole? Yea, not something he wants to be a part of. If they wanted to fuck, they could take it elsewhere. But whatever. He got over it. What he didn't seem to understand was why everyone started to jump on his dick about it. And the fact that most of them used the same argument, calling him 'misogynistic' 'asshole' and 'jerk', please, that was nothing new at all. In fact, he was pretty sure that none of these people knew how to tell a decent insult. Nothing they said cut him at all, especially not as deep as they'd hoped for. It was laughable, really. If anything, all the attention just made him smile even more. Being an actor, he knew that people were going to hate him or love him, but he also knew that, either way, they were all doing the same thing. Talking about him. And it seemed that it would always be that way.

He was amused, to say the least, at how his friend Mimi was taking it all in. She seemed like she might hate him one minute, but still want to talk to him. Ish was interested in her train of thought, but of course her body preceeded all of that. She seriously had an amazing body, probably because of her dancing past. It was lithe and strong and, from personal experience, deliciously fuckable. Of course, if she could read his thoughts, she'd probably hand him his balls, or try to anyway, so he just kept them to himself, for the most part. He kind of liked this girl, not in any romantic sense, but in the 'Let's keep fucking' sense. What intrigued him most was her adamancy that she could kick his ass. While he was sure that she could get a few good licks in, he also knew that most women weren't an equal match for most men. It was just something that was scientific fact. Men were bigger, built stronger, so he'd humor her in this department, and let it all play out. But he really hoped the end would be them having sex in some way, shape, or form. Dressing into a pair of sweats and a v-neck t shirt, Ish ran his fingers through his hair, out of habit, and made his way to the gym. He'd never been there before, preferring a run and some good old fashioned push ups to actual weights, but he was sure they'd have some kind of room that would allow people to fight or spar. He hadn't been in a good fight in forever, and while he wouldn't really hurt her, he'd like to maybe warm up on a punching bag, for shits and giggles anyway. Ismael walked in, nodding to whoever looked his way. Finally finding what he was looking for, he entered the boxing-esque room and started to tape himself up for a few rounds with the punching bag as he waited for Mimi.