#vincentnygaard

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ft: @vincentnygaard

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Top 5 babysitters and why?

@vincentnygaard

@ryan-carrcll

@evieducasse

@sophiagreyson

And of course the ultimate babysitter @uncleoli

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@sophiagreyson, @vincentnygaard

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@sophiagreyson, @vincentnygaard

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What's going to be bigger the Royal wedding or Vince and Sophia's wedding?

Oh my! My brain can only handle one over the top wedding at once. Vince and Sophia’s? (my apologies to the Queen?)

@vincentnygaard, @sophiagreyson

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✿

“✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

-text  📧   💕- :  So let’s just say Nate’s agreed to take Max for the weekend and that I maybe got us a room at that little Inn just outside of town.

-text  📧   💕- :  You know the one from our first date

-text  📧   💕- :  What are the chances you’d want to stow away with me for the whole weekend and not leave bed if we don’t have to ?? 

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ツ

“ツ” for an EXCITED text.

-text  📧   💕-: MAX IS WALKING THE PUPPIES. COME OUTSIDE COME OUTSIDE. THIS MIGHT ACTUALLY BE THE CUTEST THING EVER!!!!!

-text  📧   💕- : Just kidding the puppies are now walking him. 

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🔗:Our muses are held prisoner

“I think we fucked up.” She said the words through gritted teeth as she yanked on the shackles holding her, hissing as they dug into her skin. “Fucking vervain. These people are assholes but they know what they’re doing.” It was an inconvenience, but nothing that would keep her indefinitely. She had lived through much worse than their current circumstances, and she would live through worse again. Shifting so that she could plant her feet on the floor, she looked over at Vince with a sadistic grin on her lips. “This is going to make a terrible sound.” She said a few second before she broke her own thumb, quickly slipping hand out of the bindings holding her. She used her free hand to pull a pin out of her boot, jamming it into the lock of the other binding until it popped open. 

“If you hear anyone let me know.” She told him as she knelt next to him, working on his bindings in much the same way that she had worked on hers, offering her hand to him before she stood, wiping her hands on her pants. Her healing had already taken care of her thumb, which had returned to its full function as she bent down to pull her left boot off of her foot. “No one ever thinks to check in here when they’re looking for weapons.” She said as she slipped the heel off of her shoe, pulling a knife out of the compartment, putting the shoe back together before slipping it on again. “It’s not much, but fuck if it isn’t something.” 

It was very rarely that she found herself unarmed trying to sneak out of whatever hell-hole she’d managed to land herself in, but if she was doing it then she was glad to have someone by her side. He was incredibly smart, and incredibly kind, and there had been an instant camaraderie the day they had met at Monster Jam. “What do you say we go kick some ass?”