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quarterbackbradhays replied to your photo: I need an opinion. Yall know im doing my...

I think it depends on how the entire outfit pulls together. ATM it looks fairly androgynous but it could go either way with the clothes it goes with.

This is the top and jacket I have to go with it. I'm also going to be doing makeup to thicken my eyebrows, sideburns, and make it look like i have five o clock shadow.

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Late Night Shift }{ quarterbackbradhays

Patrick was sitting out in the parking lot of Subway for a while, waiting until the restaurant was creeping up on its last hour of being open. Once he deemed it late enough, Patrick climbed out of his truck. He made sure that he looked through the window to see if Brad was still working behind the counter. He was. Patrick smiled mischievously to himself as he pulled oven the door to the establishment. He walked to he counter, silently watching Brad rummage around and clean. What a good little employee.

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University || Brad & Jehan ((Repost))

Jehan had wanted to get out of France. Get a chance to look at a world other than his own, and just get to live free from under his parents’ ever watchful eye. The logical answer would’ve been someplace like Spain, or Germany, or Italy; someplace that bordered his home country. But Jean Prouvaire was never all that logical, not like Combeferre. And America just seemed like a poetic place. The land of the free, and the home of the brave? (How Enjolras was jealous).

He had applied for Pennsylvania State, not the best college, but decent enough tuition that he didn’t feel horrible for taking from his parents. The fact that he got a academic scholarship helped, too.

It was his first day of classes, and so far, things were going pretty okay. He stuck out like a sore thumb; a pair of floral skinny jeans and a baggy red shirt, and his long hair braided into a fish tail over his shoulder. Jehan figured to most, he was just That French guy. And so far, he hadn’t made any friends.

His fingers were itching to text one of his friends back at home. Courfeyrac, Joly, Bahorel, anyone. But he didn’t want to be a bother to them, either. Lunch time came around, and Jehan had bought a sandwich from a delightful deli just across the street, before heading back to campus. Gray-blue eyes were searching around, chewing on his lower lip thoughtfully.

When he came across another man sitting alone, he figured maybe he could keep the stranger company? It was worth a short, at least. He gripped his brown sandwich bag tighter between his fingers, approaching the man. “Ah, bonjour.” Jehan offered a friendly smile. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”

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Dear ex boyfriend,

You’re lucky you’re not dead. Mary Elizabeth, Sam and (apparently) Charlie aren’t the type to take someone busting up my face, lightly. I wouldn’t have come after you violently but I absolutely would have torn out your soul.P.S.- I think M.E. carries a pocketknife. Think about that. - Patrick

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