#thompsonred

[littledetailsarethemostimportant]

+2 cases

"Where did you get this?"

[believe--inangels-blog]

1 in the crow's nest.

"Yes?" Eric hisses, appearing out of the darkness in one corner of the room.

[tommy-larson]

?!

"Cold, but I like it."

[tommy-larson]

"I dare not say it...I'm not an asshole." Vivian said before looking at himself and putting a cowboy hat to differentiate himself a bit. "That should help a bit I hope. I am not the other guy nor will I ever be."

"....... what?"

[pxnksuited]

Pastor: anyone can go to heaven if they repent.

Gabby: if you have read my Skype then you will know that it is too late for me.

[claire-dreamwalker-cooper]

Claire groaned when she read over the message board. “This is fucking ridiculous..” she muttered. But was it even around? Could they even get their hands on it? She looked down the page. “Look. It’s on DVD.” Maybe they could see it… Morbid curiosity was winning over. “Maybe we should watch it.”

[tommy-larson]

I'd rather be close to you || Closed

Tommy was out at a party, and was getting sick of being inside the bar, so he stumbles outside to try and smoke. He leans against the wall, completely hammered, certain he'd pass out at any moment. The brunette drops his lighter, coughs, and gets sick on the concrete before crumpling to a heap, the last thing that clouded his blurred vision being a red-haired man, wearing a long coat, and a wide-brimmed hat.

[steady-beating-drum-archive-blog]

I Love a Rainy Night || closed w/ thompsonred

Julia was in the Lodge, trying to concentrate on a journal that she had been reading. The sky was growing darker, and the thought of rain made her happy. She stopped for a coffee break in time to greet the man coming through the door. He looked nice enough, and all were welcome in her Lodge. "Halito! Hello!" She smiled and stopped to shake his hand and give him a proper greeting. "Welcome to the Lodge. My name's Julia Nighthawk."