#sposh

[warriors-name-generator]

sposhfur

[nolafusion]

We are going to need Who Dat with our @saints. from @u2_hairstudio - Get ur orders in for Christmas #u2hairstudio #sposh #sposhlyfe #sposhstakks #Nola #BatonRouge #hair #jewelry #fleurdelis #regrann https://www.instagram.com/p/BpqCMErF4cH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=etkanlyxrquo

[idallama]

Meet my new cactus friend named Sposh

[spartawinslow]

'YO' Get Up 'DOOD' || Sposh

Parading through the halls in a swimming suit that flattered Sparta's physique, she made her way to Josh's door. Her face was a hue lighter and her eyelashes not as thick, her lips remained flat in her careless expression but their color was not as dark as usual. This was the first time she had not worn any make up since she'd first arrived at the penthouse, but it didn't bother her. She enjoyed having dark shades of black covering her eyelids, but was not dependent of it. Besides, who wore make up to a swimming pool? Now directly in front of Josh's door, Sparta knocked on it before whistling loudly. "Josh, hurry up, it's late and my arms are cold!" 

[feelgud]

[capitol-puppetsrp-confessions]

Capitol Puppets Roleplay - OTPs - 3 of 6 : Sposh

[urban-meadows]

[joshbookk]

Sometimes Even Right is Wrong | Sposh

" Oh simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old and i need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin "

The voice of Josh Bookk rang out across the empty room. It had been a day since he had seen her. The longest of his life, but he was determined to finish the song before seeing her again. He wanted to surprise her. Josh's hands ran along the keys of the dusty and out-of-tune piano with simple ease and elegance. It was like he was home again, and the world was at the mercy of his virtuous finger tips. He held it all in his hands. Everything felt comfortable to him for once, and everything was as it should be. He had even forgotten the most crucial fact of his current existence: He would be dying soon. But that was the furthest of any of his thoughts at the moment. First, Josh was focusing on his song for Sparta.

Although their views on the games and their lives differed, he couldn't get this girl off his mind. After their prolonged "discussion" on the roof, the overwhelming sense of inspiration she had given him was different than any other. In the past, inspiration came to him in small doses, but never all at once like it had with Sparta. Josh found himself discovering the lyrics long before even reaching the piano, and he found a melody with great ease. He could definitely say with great pride that this piece would be his best ever.

It wasn't until a small noise made him jump that he stopped playing. Josh was frozen, was this another tribute here to find him... or was this a game maker, or even a peace keeper? Slowly, Josh turned in his seat toward the noise, but was surprised when nothing was there. If nothing had happened... then how did that noise occur?