#valrourke

[jordxnbrock-blog]

How do you feel about pickles??

I like them in and around my mouth.

On fucking everything though. Subs, burgers, hot dogs, on the side of every dish. I’m going to request a pickle spear on the side of my lobster dish.

[jordxnbrock-blog]

Text ✉ Valerie

J: Hey.

[benbrody]

[coffee shop] : ben & val -

It had been a while since Ben had employed extraordinary measures to get some words down on paper.  He’d struggled a little in grad school, sure, and had found some odd coping mechanisms, but honestly, he’d thought graduating would change his process.  Weren’t writers supposed to have peaceful estates, rolling lawns, or open seas that inspired them?

He wasn’t sure.  He knew it wasn’t normal the strip club had been the soundtrack to his master’s thesis, though.  It just seemed he couldn’t change it.  After a week of dead silence and no success, he was switching it up.  He’d compromised with the coffee shop, but it wasn’t doing anything for his inspiration level.  He swirled his half-gone coffee around in the mug, knowing it was risky with his laptop open nearby, but oh well.  He’d sworn he wasn’t going to live on the edge, not anymore, and that was the closest to danger he was going.  He swirled and stared at the blank screen, refusing to sit back while he waited for something to happen.

[jaxtorres-blog]

Val!

Chai latte being sipped by someone in a Burberry trench coat.

[jordxnbrock-blog]

Text ✉ Valerie

J: I know you're not going to want to speak to me or have anything to do with me but please know that I'm aware I fucked up. I fucked up really bad and I hate myself for it. You didn't deserve any of that and I didn't mean what I said. None of it.

J: I'm so sorry, Val.