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temperfi replied to your post: temperfi replied to your post: ...
reality check ????? more like the check i’ll be writin ur mom for last night ;) ;) ;)
my mother is not a trollop nor a woman of the night and the fact that you say that only makes you more of a scumbag than i prior to now speculated
“Aren’t there babies somewhere that need their candy stolen?” It was a fair enough question, though something told her Romero didn’t have much of a sweet tooth. “—Can’t you find someone else to harass?”
@temperfi liked this for a starter.
@temperfi replied to your post “I think the hardest part about being a Bates fan is the Soul Bates...”
ok I WAS LITERALLY GOING TO MAKE A POST ABOUT THIS TOO THANK YOU
no thank YOU, like... i just adore you so much, i was so worried i was one of the only fans on tumblr that got so uncomfortable about this, you are the best, ok???
she’s not exactly sure how long ago they’d called the sheriff. her best guess was somewhere between a half hour and forty five minutes ago, but being blackout drunk had a way of messing with your internal clock, and it could have been anywhere between five minutes and an hour ago that the young deputy at the desk had told her, ‘he’s on his way.’ since then, she’s just tries to get comfortable... a little hard to do when closing your eyes and sitting very still are the only ways to quell the nausea in your stomach and the pounding in your head. she could just go for a warm bed and a long nights rest, preferably somewhere that wasn’t the seats in the front of an unfamiliar police station or a cot in the drunk tank. brown, exhausted eyes flutter open when one of the two front doors to the station is pushed open, and the first thing she notices is that the clock on the opposite wall reads 9:47 (which seems a little bit early to be picked up for drunk driving already). without moving her head, debra searches for the new arrival... and when her gaze lands on alex, she can’t help but redirect it quickly and shamefully away. for a woman who’d been so eager to get out of here, suddenly sleeping in a holding cell doesn’t seem like the worst available option. @temperfi
❤️ @temperfi
Bradley’s father was murdered. She wasn’t going to stop until she got justice or revenge. Sheriff Romero was someone she was aware knew what went on in White Pine Bay and maybe, just maybe, she could get answers from him, “Thank you for coming here, Sheriff.” The girl stated sitting at the booth in the diner. “You probably have an idea of why I wanted to talk to you... My Dad... Please tell me what you know about what happened to him.”
( TEMPERFI GETS A STARTER FROM OLIVIA. )
❛ seems like a lot of shit happens for a place so small. ❜ she’s lived in towns where everybody knows everybody but none of them tried so hard to hide their GARBAGE as much as white pine bay. she felt a little overwhelmed with lacking progress in some areas --- not to mention the rumors she’s heard since people got wind of her transfer. ❛ then again, i’m from texas. ❜
@temperfi
“— i wasn’t told we had to coordinate”. it’s safe to say some people just don’t like teamwork; it feels like her authority is being undermined, like her ability is being questioned. her welcome is cold: sheriff departments should never cross each other’s paths. if he didn’t outrank her, she’d probably skip the pleasantries altogether - instead she offers a hand, an inquisitive look examining the man. “deputy swanson. welcome”.
@temperfi / call.
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