#sunbecms.

[floralege]

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“this might sound like i’m some hollywood creep, but god, you have great cheekbones. i’ve got to get you on film sometime.”

[floralege]

starter for @sunbecms

“— ‘m just here for the free beer, honestly,” jesse shrugs, more flustered by the jostling bodies than he’s willing to let on. “planning to bounce the moment it looks like they’re running low.”

[niziui]

without  a  doubt  has  this  been  the  most  disastrous  double  date  she's  ever  had  the  displeasure  of  being  on.  her  date  had  been  fine  —  average,  but  polite  and  kind.  it  was  the  person  she  was  sitting  across  who'd  been  the  problem,  and  the  fact  that  they  weren't  alone.  her  eyes  narrow  throughout  the  night,  a  glass  more  of  wine  than  she'd  usually  have  and  bearing  a  fake  smile  before  excusing  herself  to  the  ladies  room.  for  a  breather  more  than  anything,  fixing  her  makeup  before  exiting  and  bracing  herself  for  the  rest  of  the  night.  instead,  she  runs  right  into  the  one  face  she  doesn't  want  to  see.  "oh  great  ...  it's  you,"  she  lets  out,  running  a  hand  through  the  hair  she'd  just  fixed.  "having  fun?"  tone  brims  with  sarcasm,  crossing  her  arms  and  leaning  back  against  the  wall. / @sunbecms

[aftrbdy]

◞      𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑫  𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹  ◝ @sunbecms    ⧽  inspo

‎   ‎   ‎  ‎   ❝   i'm   sick   of   pretending   that   what   we   do   is   friendly.   ❞   it   was   more   of   a   statement   than   a   confession.   wayne   was   a   busy   man,   and   he   didn't   have   time   for   the   back   and   forth   bullshit   where   they   pretended   that   they   were   just   friends.   he   wanted   to   define   whatever   this   was.

[floralege]

starter for @sunbecms

“oh, are you hiiiiiding?” juliette singsongs when she catches her intended audience tucked away from the revelry, lithe hand proffering forward a flute of champagne. “c’mon, you have to socialize with me a little bit before we plot our escape.”

[floralege]

starter for @sunbecms

“hey, lenny’s gonna kick your asses if he catches you guys cheating the skeeball machines again,” duffy calls out to the gaggle of teenagers, already catching on to their usual bullshit. the worst part? duffy’s not even getting paid to deal with their shit, he just considers the arcade home. god, he can never say that out loud. he turns back to the original conversation with a wary smile, “sorry, shit, what were we talking about again?”