#wwyattmason

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Dick too bomb. Fuck, man, I totally dig Wyatt. He’s so annoying and awful but he has the coolest, cutest dog on the face of the earth, and he so totally doesn’t deserve her. Snowball sheds like a motherfucker and the back seat of my car is covered in white fluff but it’s so worth it… but anyway, Wyatt’s got this mad stupid hair all over his fucking head and face but it’s nice, I guess. Plus he has long fingers and always laughs at my jokes. I don’t know.

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If only I knew what was coming. If only someone had warned me. If only if I’d have stopped myself tumbling before I fell to deep. But of course, little girls with reckless hearts and wild imaginations never listen. Wyatt Mason. He’s a wolf of a boy. Little Red Riding Hood fell in love with a wolf, let him plunge his claws into her heart and rip it out to lock it away in a jar, because he thought it looked pretty on his mantle piece. She let him, and all because she was in love. 

It’s a tragic notion. That a person can love someone else, and yet they feel nothing but friendship in return, but sadly, too often, it’s true. Girls like me don’t belong with boys like him – wolfish grin, dripping with confidence, libido like a jack rabbit and eyes like lightning. We aren’t supposed to love wolves, or the moon, or paper fantasies that can burn with the flick of a match. Loving him was like loving a fire; wild, uncontrollable, destructive, and then in a flicker of smoke, extinguished.

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All texts!!!

✉ for a 2 AM text

Alyssa: it is 2 am why are you making a pizza?Alyssa: are you high?Alyssa: if i come over will you share?Alyssa: the weed not the pizzaAlyssa: wait no the pizza too

✘ for an unsent text

Alyssa: i think i’m starting to really like you maybe we should stop sleeping together

☠ for a threatening message

Alyssa: i’m gonna need you to stop ripping my panties or i WILL start billing you for them

❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

Alyssa: if i told you i’m wearing nothing but stilettos how fast would you get here?

♣ for a drunk message

Alyssa: i neegd you to xcome get meAlyssa: im'm very drunk anfd veruy horny

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Uncertainty ✘ Nat&Wyatt

✘. wwyattmason

The moment she entered iHop, she glanced around the place, searching for a familiar blond. Before she could look around more though, an employee walked up to her and already Natasha wanted to smirk from the amusement of the uniform, but held it in. When the worker asked if she needed help, the brunette was already telling how she was meeting a person. However, it seemed he wasn’t there. Sighing, she was lead to a table instead as she told the stranger that she’ll just sit down and wait. Taking a seat at a booth, she looked out the window and lightly tapped her foot against the floor.

Bringing out her phone though, she scrolled through her contacts until she saw ‘Ugh’. Typing him a text message, she wrote:

Where the fuck are you?

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[text]: be my guest Jamie does it ALL the time. But yeah they're decent, fake a smile and be nice to everyone.... you have to wear this really fucking ugly apron tho.

Text: …I think I’d be better off performing on the street. At least I won’t be wearing anything that’s humiliating.

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[text]: You want me to take you to the mall and you can binge on food court fries?

Text: We can go to the mall and stay there for a while, but all the money isn’t going to only fries. :P Just saying.

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[text]: because while i might annoy the shit out of you, i'm a nice guy and i want to prove it? Plus I lost at making you smile, and im not okay with that at all.

Text: I’m completely okay with that since I won. I’m kind of in the mood for fries though.

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[text]: Your pick, you're the one who gets to spend my money, i'm pretty much fine with whatever you want.

Text: Why are you doing this?