#text:bailey

[ofeliagrace-blog]

TEXT || BAIFELIA

Ofelia: So do we believe that Topher is alive?

Ofelia: Is it crazy that I want to buy into it even if we have to be some weird mystery solving gang?

[ofeliagrace-blog]

TEXT || BAIFELIA

Ofelia: Um offended you didn't come with us to Bridget's the other night.

Ofelia: You missed some fun!

[hollowedpeacher]

✉️ TEXT ➤ BAILEY

Private Number: Growing up in a small town has it’s perks. You’ve got a close-knit community, tons of locally grown fruit and vegetables, and the comfort of home wherever you go.

Private Number: But there’s a reason why people don’t leave Peach Hollows. Once you’re out, you think you’re invincible, that you can do anything. Isn’t that what happened with you, Bailey?

Private Number: Fortunately for you, this was true. Too bad you can’t say the same about others.

[theashleyrose]

text message || rose sisters

ASHLEY: Hey girls! I am so sorry for not telling you sooner. I have just felt like I have been on another cloud after this weekend then going straight to work.

ASHLEY: But Chandler proposed and I said yes! The wedding won't be for awhile until the renovations are done and we are settled. But I had to let you guys know.

[ofeliagrace-blog]

text ||baifelia

Ofelia: Is it just me or was that gossip post really fucking rude?

Ofelia: Topher's disappearance is a sensitive time. Especially considering we all saw him like, the day before.

[kalitabbit-blog]

[text]: we can meet up to talk about things, sure anything you want

[ TEXT ]: Anything? My, my it’s quite about time you know… Someone has been missing daddy after all. I thought you didn’t want to be gone boy?

[kalitabbit-blog]

[text]: did u kno the baby urinates inside u at this stage????? [text]: and it has fingerprints??????? wtFF

Fingers hesitant, held breaths away from the tell tale keys that ever seemed to beat louder and louder. She heard it in her sleep; the echoes distilled among her delicate ribcage of fractures, heavy in a visceral attack of wills that she always seemed to lose to. Too much, too late; the words drowned the oxygen within her lungs–causing her to gasp at times that she couldn’t expect, even when expecting–left with an insatiable craving. To keep. To be. So yet again she continued forward; destruction promised and built upon the house of cards.

[ TEXT ]: Life is all a stage is it not? Aren’t we all just just babies urinating somewhere… W-Wait fingerprints? It could already be a criminal heavens heathen we have much to do, we’re ever so late and it’s not even the due date! 

[kalitabbit-blog]

text: do u need anything? like craving anything? i read pregnant people crave whatever and i could get it if u want. or i could brink a movie? a book? idk

[ TEXT ]: Need? Anything? Whatever, my my Eggie V that’s awfully considerate. Though this and that might be the best to combat? I’d suggest coming over immediately to figure this situation out though. Knowing is quite the ideal after all! And of course there are a few things I know I crave…