#wifstart

[jordanism-blog1]

JORDAN ; this guy really has a lot of nerve. being brought up in such a rough neighbourhood explains it, but he should know better than to pull out a knife on all the nasty looking lads who hit on his thirty-six minutes younger sibling. a lot of them know who THE jordan is --- he’s pretty infamous in the circle of nasty guys for being a part of the toughest gang in the town & selling the sickest shit you can find in all auckland. well, this tough guy is now sitting on the grass, back resting against a tree --- completely unconscious. he definitely shouldn’t have messed with the guy THRICE his size.

NICKEL ; they weren’t bothered by the overly sexual comments, ones that made them feel like a piece of meat --- or at least they pretended for the sake of their brother. they couldn’t stop the fight from happening, though, since they are the weakest. so once they make their unconscious brother rest against the tree, they scan their surroundings in panic. thankfully their sky blue orbs detect a person passing by and they are quick to run up to them . ❝ hey, sorry, um, can you please help me? my brother’s unconscious & i just CAN’T take him to the hospital. ca-can you please smack him instead of me so that he’d wake up? or something like that? ❞ they ask, polite as always, as their eyes glint with hope.

[niinnie]

‹ ❛ jesus --- hi! can i hide behind you real quick? my lover’s batshit crazy wife is after me and she’ll claw my eyes out with her nails which are worth more than your and my life together and--- shit, here she comes! ❜ the tall woman lets out a shriek and hides behind the person without their permission, holding onto their upper arms so that she’d regain balance that she lost because of her ridiculously high heels. ›

[dompng-blog]

dominic was staring hard at the bouquets of flowers in front of him. his uncle’s girlfriend’s birthday was today, so he wanted to get her something nice along with the gift he had gotten her. but he was clueless to what kind of flowers would be appropriate for a ‘girlfriend-of-my-guardian’ type. “this is impossible,” he groans, rubbing his hand down his face.

[tfwtaylor-blog]

grateful for the few remaining weeks left of break, taylor decided to do something a little different with his day. he found himself wandering around the closest park, scuffing his sneakers on the gravel pathway, his eyes wandering between the food stands and the people lying in the grass. out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a familiar face and didn’t hesitate to make his way to where they stood. “hey,” he began, a joking smile growing on his face, “haven’t seen ya since last year.” 

[ryxndersonblythe-blog]

“I swear to god if I see one more of those ‘new year, new me’ posts on any social media I’m deleting all of my accounts.” He exaggerated. “You’re going to be the same asshole you were in 2015, get over yourself.” Ryan rolled his eyes as he locked his phone and shoved the technology in his pocket, “Sorry, you were saying?”

[arwcns]

it’s just past midnight and the girl has had too much to drink (not uncommon) and she’s dancing around people with a gentle sway in her step. she only stops when she comes face to face, utterly to close to (( your muse )), somewhat disoriented. the next thing she notices when she gathers her bearings is what’s above her head, and she smirks devilishly. “ah. usually, i’d be good, but rules are rules.” she points out, her voice higher and slower than normal. “you gotta kiss me.” 

[ryxndersonblythe-blog]

outgoing facetime 📱→ open

Once the word connecting disapopeared from the screen he smiled, “HIIII” he dragged out smiling as he stopped talking. “I’m not being a bother right?” He asked glancing at the time, “Oh it’s quarter of five innit?” he furrowed his eyebrows, “Timezones suck, gosh. I feel so disconnected to home. How are ya doin mate?”

[erosisms-blog]

“ it's so depressing here, you know ??? like, in Germany there's actual snow !!! here there's like - nothing. ugh, it's so creepy. anyways, catch me up with everything Auckland had to offer while i was gone, c'mon i need information. what's the 411, whats the hot goss round here ??? ”