#srslycheyenne

[wtvrgreyson]

@srslycheyenne

“I swear to God, I’m gonna kill this dog.” Greyson clenched his dog as he walked back into the penthouse with Thumper on his tail, a big smile on her face as her white fur was completely covered in mud. Seeing Cheyenne in the living room he lets out a long sigh, then looking back down at Thumper. “Can you come give me a hand? Bathing her is a lot harder than it seems.” 

[wtvrgreyson]

@srslycheyenne

“Okay, so I know I said I was gonna take you to the movies, but I was just saying that so you’d come with me. That’s not what we’re doing in the least bit. I found this really, really cool and creepy abandoned amusement park, and I knew you wouldn’t agree going upfront so I had to tell you we were going somewhere else. Anyways, it’ll be fun!” Greyson grinned as he looked over at Chey in the passengers seat, reaching over to squeeze her thigh.

[wtvrgreyson]

@srslycheyenne

“Cheyenne Katherine Murphy wake your ass up right now.” Greyson walked back into their room, pulling on a shirt as he walked over to the bed, collapsing onto the bed beside her. “I’ve got exciting news for you but you only get to hear it if you get outta bed.” The pink haired boy rolls over on top of her, a laugh leaving his lips as he looks down at the brunette.

[wtvrgreyson]

@srslycheyenne

“Okay, um... Quick story. You’re gonna laugh at this, it’s so funny.” Greyson lets out a nervous chuckle, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. “I know that we have too many dogs, and I know I have no self control. But, um.. I was coming home from work, and this dog was really, really hurt. And what was I gonna do? Leave her there to suffer? No, of course not. So I took her back here, cleaned her up and all, and now she’s too cute and I can’t separate myself from her.” Greyson laughs quietly as he looks up at Chey from where he was sat, running his fingers through the dogs now clean fur. “Anyways, we have a new dog. This is Snickers.”

[wtvrgreyson]

I’m Falling To Pieces | Chrey |

Greyson had the house to himself, Chey off at work most of the day. He knew she’d be coming home shortly though. But with Chey gone, and being all alone in the huge flat, the memories of the words his father would spit at him almost every time they met up, made his feelings plummet for time being. So Greyson figured he’d just wait it out. Hopefully. These dark thoughts came often, but he’d have Chey with him to take his mind off them. He was so fucking thankful for her.

The pink-haired boy sat on the shower floor, his knees pulled to his chest as the tears flowed down his cheeks and mixed with the water droplets. The water was hot and scalding, and it felt like little knives were being shot into his back. But it felt good, in an odd way. Greyson didn’t hear the front door open, or the jingle of Chey’s keys and the clank of them on the wooden counter out in the living room.

When Cheyenne walked into the house, the big white dog Athena came barreling at her, barking and whining. She tugs on Chey’s sweater, whining as she walked to the bathroom door and sat in front of it. It was as if the big dog was trying to get Chey’s attention on Greyson’s current state and to go into the bathroom.

[wtvrgreyson]

Don’t Be Scared, I’m Right Here || CHREY ||

@srslycheyenne

Greyson wasn’t really hungry, he never was. It’s just that eating felt really good when he was high. Food tasted even better than it already did. He’s trying be as quiet as he can, but he can’t help the way his body practically drags through the kitchen. His limbs feel like they weigh 526 pounds. He just wants to make a damn sandwich. The pink haired boy had been hiding out in the guest room lighting up, not wanting to disturb Cheyenne while she was sleeping. He was just itching to get his fingers on a joint and relax. So he did, he sat in the guest room and then moved out into the kitchen, lighting himself another blunt as he walked.

Greyson sighed as he laid on the floor, looking up at the ceiling, bringing the joint up to his lips to take a long hit. Maybe he should just order a pizza. But it’s 3 AM, so he’s left disappointed.. “There should be 24 hour pizza places.” He mumbles to himself, a giggle falling from his lips. His voice is low and gravelly, and when he looks over to the door he spots the petite brunette. A lazy smile comes to his lips then, taking another hit of his blunt before sitting up.

[wtvrgreyson]

{ T E X T  } 📲  baby girl  ♡  ♡

GREY: my sweet sweet chey

GREY: meet me back at the apartment when you're done at the shelter

GREY: i have something v important to show you

GREY: aka my new hair color

[psdjoel]

@srslycheyenne

Joel had spent the night with Max, the two of them somehow squeezing into her bed. He was fine with it though, there had been many times they had squished into his tiny bed back when he lived in New York. Spending the night at Max’s was great, he got to see her again, and eventually he’d meet her roommates. Joel had woken up before Max did, and he had snuck out of her bed and wandered into the kitchen, hoping to get himself a drink. Hearing somebody walk into the kitchen, he turned around and looked to who must’ve been one of Max’s roommates. “I swear I’m not a burglar! I’m Max’s friend, Joel. You mgiht know me? I feel like Max would’ve talked about me.”