#reluctantoriginal

[awesomevampireelena]

[reluctantoriginal] [text]: You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it

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[to Drunkle:] ... yeah that sounds like drunk me.  Aren’t you supposed to be the responsible adult chaperone tho?

[awesomevampireelena]

[reluctantoriginal] [text]: two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room.

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[ To Drunkle:] ... how... I don’t... HOW DID THIS HAPPEN AND WHY AM I ONLY JUST NOW LEARNING ABOUT IT?

[awesomevampireelena]

since I forgot I’ll make you one for reluctantoriginal too ;-;

“Actually being and looking old enough to drink, has to be one of the best things that’s happened to me.”

[handsomepianoman]

[reluctantoriginal] [text] My wedding is in 5 hours and I have no idea where I am. Help!

[text]: Calm down Alaric. Look around you, try to see if you can find anything that looks familiar.[text]: In the mean time I’ll try and track you down so that Jo doesn’t kill me for losing her husband to be.

[handsomepianoman]

[reluctantoriginal] [text] there is absolutely nothing wrong with two grown men staying up all night singing karaoke and drink out of juice cartons. don’t judge me.

[text]: I’m definitely judging you right now Alaric.[text]: No grown men drink juice boxes. Just saying.

[bekahxsweetheartarchive]

“Ric!” Rebekah called out, her tone almost screechy. “I brought you a gift!” She didn’t say bought, because she was not one to pay for things. But the pink bag in her hand was something very much for him. “And you’re going to adore it.”

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[insomniacarchived]

Still Hot For Teacher | Ric & Gretchen

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The bar was louder than normal thanks to the band playing in the corner and the high concentration of college kids enjoying the free show. Gretchen winced slightly at the drunken ‘woo!’ of some girl that had too many margarita specials. Not the best greeting, but better than silence. She hated silence. Dark eyes scanning the room, she smoothed a hand through her unruly curls, not trying to tame them so much as trying to call attention to them.

A familiar back was sitting at the bar. How strange that a back could be familiar, but when she’d spent several years watching said back while he wrote on the board, it wasn’t that surprising that she recognized it. That the back, and ass, of Mr. Saltzman were just part of a rather delicious whole, and one she had lusted after in high school, that led her to a quick makeup check before making her way through the crowd to his side. 

No woman with him, she noted, just before sliding her hand over his shoulder. “Mr. Saltzman? Don’t know if you remember me, Gretchen Roth. Was in class of ‘07?” She reminded as she slid onto the stool next to him.

[kylsedits]

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