#sterling-cook

[abbixwestfield]

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Gauge:Low chance 🖤💙💚💛❤️ My loins ablaze

Attraction 🖤💙💚💛❤️Hug 🖤💙💚💛❤️Kiss 🖤💙💚💛❤️Sex 🖤💙💚💛❤️Marriage 🖤💙💚💛❤️Friendship 🖤💙💚💛❤️

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[southernxwolf]

Text: Q! Where did you get your pup?

Text: Lady Legs! We got him from a breeder, they brought him to a..um..secret location? And I picked him up there.

Text: What are you and Abbi getting? Play dates are a requirement for this information. 

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[abbixwestfield]

Talking it Out II Abbi&Sterling

In the few days since the apocalyptic altercation with Preston had happened, a new species had developed at the Westfield-Cook household: Zombie Abbi. She had barely slept or eaten, and just went through the motions of her day. And yeah..Jerry may have been rocking just a bit of a contact high. All she did was replay the argument in her head, over and over, hating herself even more each time. She had noticed that Sterling seemed to be the same, and neither of them were showing any signs of snapping out of it. Time to be mature-ish adults and talk this through. After closing up the shop for the night, she shot a text to Sterling.

Text: Hey I’m about to leave, you home?

Text: I was gonna pick up a pizza. We should, you know..talk about stuff tonight.

Text: If you want..?

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[abbixwestfield]

Text

Abbi: So..guess what happened to me today?

Abbi: Don't worry, it was a good thing.

[abbixwestfield]

High Times II Abbi&Sterling

sterling-cook:

Sterling had arrived back to the shack, dropping his books down after getting a quick lift from his AA sponsor. “Abs, what do you think about italian for dinner?” He called out as he walked inside, having spotted Big Red outside. He paused, frowning as there was no response. He walked into the bedroom, looking around but there was no sign of her. Something felt off, it felt…wrong. He headed outside, not sure where he was going, just hoping he would find Abbi. Sure enough, he walked for a moment before finding her sitting on the ground. He sighed, both in relief and concern for what would have driven her out here to light up so early in the day. He walked over and sat down next to her, a soft frown on his features. “Abbi? What’s going on?”

It wasn’t unusual for Abbi to ‘zen out’, as she liked to call it, at any give time of the day. Hell, if she were in one of her moods, she would have one with her morning tea. So sure, she may have been upset but that wasn’t the only reason she would have been out here like this now. She just needed the peace that the woods often brought her, the quiet. The..Sterling. Of course he would find her, she shouldn’t have been surprised. And even though she was happy to see him, she didn’t want him seeing her like this. Messy hair, no makeup. Yeah she was at her high-maintenance best right now. “Hey..” she whispered, looking up at him. “Sorry. Um..sorry you have to see me like this. I told you..I get in these head spaces sometimes and I just need to..get away..”

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[abbixwestfield]

Text: Well I think that is a good decision then. Text: I'm waiting as patiently as I can.

Text: Indeed. A second, useless fanny is not something I was looking to add to my bucket list.

Her mood was not what she had hoped it to be for a day like this, but it didn’t take much effort for Abbi to put a smile on her face when she saw Sterling. This was right.. They both wanted the same things, and had nothing but the most basic expectations of the other. And that was why she hoped like hell it was going to work. “Hope you got a start on those Oreos” she grinned lightly.

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[abbixwestfield]

Suffering Loss II Abbi&Sterling

sterling-cook:

“Fucking shit fuck.” He shouted, hitting the wall with his fist. He felt pain shooting through his hand but could care less. Jasper was gone, without word, and Sterling felt the anger raging through him at the loss of his brother. People just seemed to disappear around here and he didn’t know what that meant, where they went, but so many people had been gone an then never heard from again. He approached the door of his cell, calling out for anyone who might hear. “Someone get me the fuck out of here so I can get a drink.”

Something was wrong..she just had a feeling. Abbi knew her powers didn’t work that way, she couldn’t just randomly see the future. But sometimes you didn’t need that to know that someone you cared about was in pain. Andy was at the library studying, so she left him a note and rushed to the dorms. Sure enough, Sterling’s voice could be heard rumbling down the narrow halls. Breaking into a run, she reached his room in seconds. “Sterling! What happened…”

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[abbixwestfield]

Send me ❧ for a text that was about my muse, but was meant to be for someone else.

Text: Maybe it’s the tattoos, maybe it’s his voice. Or his hair. His eyes. He’s easily one of the hottest guys here but..there’s more to him than just that. I just want to know him better.. 

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