#stcrlingdavis

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。.✦ ☾  CLOSED STARTER FOR @stcrlingdavis​​ FROM JESS FT. STERLING

with her head rested against his stomach, jess let out a short breath as her fingers came up to shield eyes, that had only fluttered open moments ago, from the near blinding sun that hovered above. if she had her way, she’d happily lay out under the warming sun in the middle of nowhere for the rest of life but with something digging into her back, it wasn’t exactly the most peaceful thing in the world. a string of grumbled incoherent words, jess reluctantly struggled up to a sitting position before she twisted slightly to search for the culprit digging into her back. though blue eyes did pause to focus upon the dark haired boy, serious lips pulling into a soft smile, her voice breaking through the peaceful silence for the first time in a while. “ so lying here for the rest of the day is officially our whole plan for the day, huh? ”

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NAME: soulmate davis 😻RINGTONE: sgl by now, nowPICTURE:

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: bubblegum princess?LAST TEXT SENT: yes, loml?

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     perhaps the only time ever that emery manages to forget his surroundings ( namely other people ) is when he’s playing piano, reading, or when he’s spotted a bird he doesn’t think he’s ever seen before. right now it’s the latter; standing in front of the apartment building with his phone out, his focus is on trying to get a picture of what he believes to be an indigo bunting--unlikely, maybe, but it is spring, and that’s the only time to see immigrant birds. before he can get the picture, however, he walks backwards into somebody and stumbles, nearly dropping his phone in the process and just barely managing to regain his grip in time--he does drop his book, though. “sorry!” he’s quick to say, turning anxiously around and going instantly red when he sees who it is. of course. “oh, sterling, hi, sorry, i--” he breaks off from his rambling, looking back to the tree where he’d seen the bird only to have his heart sink when it’s gone. “i thought i saw something. sorry for--for running into you.” picking his book up from the sidewalk, he lets out a soft sigh seeing that half the pages had been bent in half. “i wish this would teach me to use my bag, but i know it won’t.” ( @stcrlingdavis )

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NAME: stir-fry.RINGTONE: forrest gump - frank oceanLAST TEXT RECEIVED: baby, netflix and chill tonight?LAST TEXT SENT: yes! i’m already ordering pizza.