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❛ you-- you’re sorry? you called the cops on... on dad, you act like you don’t k-know him any- more, and-- and you’re SORRY? ❜
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skylerxwhite || (cont.)
❛ you-- you’re sorry? you called the cops on... on dad, you act like you don’t k-know him any- more, and-- and you’re SORRY? ❜
"I had good intentions. I did it for a reason."
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It’s on her lips to comment that the road to hell was also paved in good intentions, but that was clearly not what the woman needed to hear. Understandably, given the situation.
“I know, Skyler. I think everyone knows.”
She couldn’t actually be sure of that, really, but comforting words were the only things she had. And she was fairly certain that the older woman wouldn’t really consider them comforting.
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[text; Tara]: I guess that’s an optimistic way to look at injuries.
( text; Skyler ); Isn’t it?
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How obvious is it that this is the last place in the entire world that Jane Margolis wants to be? Crawling toddlers, joyous mothers, an overly enthused teacher who is seemingly an ambassador for yoga pants: sum it all up together and this place caters precisely to her scariest version of Hell. She doesn’t quite understand why “Mommy and Me” classes are necessary for her to bond with her one year old daughter, who is sitting in her lap wearing a scowl that makes the pixie proud.
And yet-- here they are, mother and daughter, clad in matching frowns as Jane plots an escape that won’t be met with raised eyebrows and one of the far too chipper mothers urging her to join in on the “fun”. No fucking thank you.
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[Text: BlueSkies] his face was nice enough, but his choice of footwear screamed columbian drug lord
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( text; Skyler ); I'm gonna have a badass scar
Skyler just stood there, watching as the shots were poured. Even now she wasn’t sure why she had done what she did. Maybe it was just to finally feel close to someone once again? Perhaps she just wanted to do something careless and a little wild? Or it could all just be blamed on stress. That could always work. No matter what the cause though, she knew that she definitely wanted another drink. That was the only offer that had been made to her that sounded good.
Lazily, she reached over and took hold of the shot glass. “I need a lot of these,” she mentioned, glossy eyes staring at the glass. It was hard for her to imagine just drinking to have fun anymore. Lately it was a necessity to simply keep herself from going insane within the confines of her house. Everything made her anxious anymore. She was always afraid of people coming and hurting them, killing them.
The blonde tilted her head back and consumed the shot. She then slammed the glass down onto the counter and smirked to Madison. “You give me another shot and we can do whatever you want.” Anything to anger Walt really. The thought of him finding out about this made her happier than anything had in the past week.
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Madison wanted to say the kiss was just due to the alcohol she had consumed but there was also a part of her that was also very lonely. She hadn’t been with anyone in quite some time and the thought of being close to another person, to feel intimacy again even if it was just for one night did sound appealing. She just didn’t expect that it would be with someone she hated. She did hate Skyler right? They argued all the time whether it was in her yard or the older woman’s, they’d almost had the cops called on them because of it so if that wasn’t hate Madison didn’t know what was. She couldn’t explain why she felt the desire to do it again and decided to believe it was just the alcohol talking, she was intoxicated and couldn’t form rational thoughts. “Oh I definitely do too. I’ll just keep pouring them for us.” She downed the shot she had just poured and proceeded to reach for the bottle ready to fill the glass again. It was then that she noticed the look on her enemies face. “Hey…” The starlet slurred, putting the bottle down to reach out and touch her arm. “What’s wrong?” Not like Skyler was going to actually tell her what was wrong, if anything, but at least she could ask and try to let her know that she wasn’t always a heartless bitch. Madison knew what it was like to be in pain that she had to keep to herself and bottled up inside and she hated thinking of anyone else having to suffer in the same way. The younger blonde let out a laugh and reached down out to grab the empty glass off the counter. “I’m not sure you want to be making such an offer but you’ve got a deal.” In all honesty Madison didn’t know what she wanted. More kisses, to be held or possibly even to lose herself in sex until she forgot everything about how good it could feel again. She very highly doubted the last option was going to happen between them. She held the glass out to Skyler and smirked in return. “You have until this glass is in your hand to reconsider. After that all bets are off and I call the shots. What do you say?”
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It felt right when it was happening however everything felt right to Madison when she was too drunk to know what she was doing. What had started out as her and Skyler arguing in the lawn about something stupid as usual had turned into the woman making her come inside so the whole neighborhood didn’t hear her shrill screaming and call the cops. Somehow that progressed to Skyler needing a drink and offering Madison one. Many shots later, in a drunk haze, the kiss happened. The whole thing seemed like a surreal blur to Madison and she really didn’t know what to think as she pulled her lips back from Skyler’s. “Uh…Should we do it again…Or maybe we should just drink more…we definitely should drink more.” She started to sloppily pour them more shots as though that would solve everything. “Is there someone that’s going to come kick my ass for that …” The teenager slurred as she started to feel paranoid in her intoxicated state.
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