Nov 10, 2013
I know little to nothing about you but am completely inspired by you. :') will you just keep being awesome?
Aw, thanks girl! Aren't you just the sweetest. xo
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I know little to nothing about you but am completely inspired by you. :') will you just keep being awesome?
Aw, thanks girl! Aren't you just the sweetest. xo
"If I had a quarter every time someone new to this cafe came here since I've started working here, I'd already be at $36.25." Way to make friends, June.
Truth Be Told I Never Was Yours
Deante was tired. Face-down on the bed in nothing but boxers and socks tired. Tired enough that even reaching to turn off his ringing phone wore him out. "MIiiiiiiir." He called, voice muffled. He rolled over and called out again. "Miiiiiiiiiiiiiir."
Mir frowned, separated from her band mates in a city she didn't know. The rocker hiked her guitar strap over her head, balancing the guitar itself on her back. Speaking a tentative voice, she tapped a stranger's shoulder. "Uhm, 'scuse me? Could I, um, ask you where this is?"
He whirled around at her touch, despite her contact being light, expecting some sort of a threat. He relaxed as he saw the woman before him, nodding in response to her question, and offering a smile. “Of-a course, sweetheart! You’re in Sanitarium Square."
Indecision Of The Heart
Deante shook his sweaty almost-red hair out of his eyes, the shining blue-green searching for Bomb Squad's bodyguard until he found the muscled form. He stepped up, tugging on his shirt's hem quietly. "Mir told me to come back." He mumbled, all traces of his normal confident voice gone. "Password?" The bodyguard questioned, looking unbearably bored. "Uhm.... summerfest." Deante murmured, stepping back to the dressing room when he was let in. "Hey guys, I need to steal your singer." He spoke softly, reaching for Mir's hand. "Hey roomie.... Can we talk?"
[Waking up in the same bed meme:] "...Who the fuck are you?!"
YOU JUST WOKE UP NAKED IN BED NEXT TO ME. Using only 5 words, what would you say to me?
"…That’s not of-a importance, as-a you likely won’t see me again." …*climbs from the window*