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[smhrory-blog]

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Rory: Quick question.

Rory: Are you in need of any lube? Or want some ice cream?

Rory: I bought way too much of both and regret it deeply. My stomach can't handle any more. :(

[foxygacy-blog]

“Quick,” Fox said, grabbing onto the sleeve of the first person he ran into and tugging on it enough to get them to turn around. “I need you go hide me.” There was an actual note of desperation in his voice, though it was at least a little bit played up for dramatics. “No time for questions! Just... do you have a disguise? Or we could do the cliche making out thing... or, hell, I’ll even take hiding in a closet at this point. Just, help!”

[ayaholliday-blog]

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Aya: question. what do you do if you can't get someone off your mind? like you're outside just looking up at the stars but instead of them you just see... this person?

Aya: anyone know how to mkae that go away? i thought alcohol was supposed to do that, but so far it's not working.

[stella--ashford]

“Okay wait hold still as I get the whipped cream off of your face.” She said still holding her can of whipped cream in her hand leaning forward and wiping it off the others face, and she was sure that she had it all over herself. “How did we even get this far, we were supposed to be decorating the cake not wearing it!” She looked at herself in the window reflection and couldn’t help but crack up into a fit of infectious laughter.

[therosalieparker-blog]

“Mommy will be right here to pick you up in a couple of hours. Okay?” Rosalie bit her bottom lip, peering into her daughter’s eyes as she kneeled to her height. “I love you, Athena.” She pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, slowly taking a stand after. Huffing, she watched as the teacher took hand of Athena’s tiny palm and led her into the classroom. That was half an hour ago. Rosalie was now sitting upon a park bench, aiming to get her parent-y feels from her focus. “I’ll miss her... she can’t go to school.” Rosalie groaned, throwing her head back and shutting her eyes.

[whysilas-blog]

It wasn’t like this would have been the first time that Silas found himself in a bad situation, but being tossed out of the house in just his underwear wasn’t exactly the most promising start to a day. “Come on, Karen, don’t be like that,” he called through the door that had slammed behind him. “It’s cold! Come on, let me back in.” A long pause passed without the door opening. “Or at least give me back my clothes, I’m going to freeze to death out here.” After another long pause, the door opened just long enough for a shirt to go flying out and  then it slammed shut again. Grumbling, Silas glanced around before realizing he had an audience as he worked to pull his shirt on. “It’s not my fault, I didn’t even do anything, I just get one call from my boss to work late and suddenly I’m out on the street. I don’t want to be the kind of guy who says ‘bitches be crazy’ but honestly... bitches be crazy.”

[xeliseev-blog]

“Is that a hickey on your neck?” She turned in her seat, a brow raising curiously. Was Olivia jealous? Maybe not for the reason you think.

[eli-dawson-blog1]

Eli trudged up to the other person, a blood testing kit in one hand and mind scattered as he tried to focus. “Hey, for homework in one of my classes I have to take the blood sugar of one person throughout the whole day so guess who the lucky person who gets to hang with me is.” He sarcastically put his hands up as if he was jumping for joy before reaching out for the person’s hand without their permission. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it hurts a lot.” Eli commented with slight jest and the raise of an eyebrow.