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boston + popular text posts ( 4/?? ): the o’brien girls

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boston + popular text posts ( 2/?? ): the harrington twins

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“And if I say yes?” // lunessa

“Then you’ll have a fiance.” His breath caught as he looked up at her, Vanessa’s hair glistening in the moonlight. The garden was bathed in luminous moonlight, and the air was just cooling down. Luke was lucky he was an alumnus in good standing; it wasn’t easy getting the Shakespeare Garden to close down for everyone else. The Garden Club liked to leave it open, but he’d winked and smiled and hinted at future donations and here they were. 

Dinner had been nice. He was ambitious enough to know he shouldn’t cook, and perverse enough to keep her on her toes for longer than it took to have two glass of wine. She wasn’t drunk, exactly, no, that would ruin his whole plan. But she was happy, with a twinkle in her eye and a flush on her cheeks. 

“Luuuke,” she sing-songed. “Are you sure about this?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life, Ness,” he told her honestly. “Now are you in or out?”

“I don’t know,” Vanessa pretended to think, folding her fingers around her chin. “If you can’t even take a knee for five minutes, how can you take a knee for a whole marriage?”

“I’ll be at your mercy standing up,” Luke promised. “Now, please, say yes.”

“Okay,” she said quietly, holding her hand out for him to slip the ring onto her finger. She opened her arms for him as he stood up, and he took her left hand to pull her closer. 

“Love you.”

“If you make me regret this, Lucas, I’ll kill you.”

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"Do I smell breakfast or is that the house burning down?" // mavery

Hearing Marco’s voice behind her, she looked over her shoulder with a sheepish grin. “You were taking too long to get ready,” Avery shrugged as she stood over a pan in the kitchen, her charred attempt at eggs and bacon smelling bad enough that it had drawn him away from his morning routine in front of the mirror. Attempting to scrape the food out of the pan, she gave up with a shrug when noticing the burnt food wasn’t budging. “We might need a new pan,” she added, holding it up for him to see.

Not mistaking the annoyed look on her husband’s face, she made her way over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I didn’t set anything on fire this time,” she pointed out proudly, though it had come close. “I’m getting better!”

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[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help. // josh & riley

[text] Are you okay? Is Maya okay? Is anyone hurt? What’s wrong?

[text] I’m coming over right now.

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[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. // farkle & riley

[text] I didn’t say there was anything wrong with it!

[text] It’s just a bit strange to wake up for a drink at four in the morning and witness it in your living room.

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[text] DO NOT READ THE LAST MESSAGE IT WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU // josh & riley

[text] DIDN’T YOU THINK TO DOUBLE CHECK WHO YOU WERE SENDING THAT TO BEFORE YOU PRESSED SEND?

[text] Come on, Uncle Josh.

[text] I’m never reading my messages again.

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

[text] Don’t judge me because I’m awesome at parties.

[text] But please don’t remind me of anything else I did, I’m too hungover to relive it right now.