Sweet Seals For You, Always
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hello vonnie
we're not kids anymore.
macklin celebrini has autism
Cosimo Galluzzi
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Kiana Khansmith
EXPECTATIONS
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cherry valley forever
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The Bowery Presents
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@thebutterflyvffect-blog
āOh, Iām sorry, were you watching that?ā A cheeky smile had replaced his lips, his fingertips burning with the LED lights that lit up the television screen.Ā āMy bad, I just couldnāt resist, yannoā?ā
āWhat do you think, dickhead?ā Josh snapped from the couch, snatching up a pillow and hurling it at Delsin.Ā āGo fuck a microwave.ā
ā...āĀ
āCome on, Tonks. You canāt tell me you didnāt at least have a little bit of fun at homecoming.ā Josh nudged her playfully.
āHonestly, I think I just need to get laid.ā
āhow about a party?? back home i planned the best parties and right under my professorās noses!! all of the hufflepuff girls were in my dorm andā oops, am i talking too much? i just need to do something, iām so antsy!!ā
āHell yeah! Itās about time for another real party around here. Just, something to help loosen things up around here.ā
Josh grinned, tracing his tongue along the edge of his teeth. The boyās got standards.Ā āWell, lucky for you, this is Scotland. You canāt throw a stick in the air without hitting a ginger.ā He watched the sickly liquor knock around in the kidās shotglass, his hands quavering in his drunkenness. Josh drowned the rest of his own glass, hoping to catch up with Mickey before he passed out. Talking to a wasted person is only interesting if youāre wasted.
āI like fuckinā carrot topsā¦ Like with the freckles anā the pale skin. Fuckināāā alien lookinā?ā
Josh picked apart a peanut shell, glancing up when he heard the otherās slurred speech. āYeah? So chicks like Emma Stone, huh?ā
āSuddenly changing for Halloween isnāt an excuse for not getting dressed out for Gym. Hurry up, get moving.ā
āOh yeah? And what if I donāt, coach?ā Josh tested.
āHey, there we go.ā Josh chuckled, giving Ian a firm pat on the back after the liquor had seared itās way down his throat. Josh turned and slammed his own before he had the chance to think about it, tracing the rim of the empty glass with his fingertip as he thought.Ā āIām going to get all gushy with you, dude.ā He warned, staring blankly at the shelves of spirits behind the bar. āI havenāt had a real friend like you in a while.ā
āĀ Uh, h-hiā¦ Iām really sorry to bother you. I am. Itās justā¦ Well, itās hit me that my friends arenāt really around and Iāmā¦ Iām not used to it. Iām feeling a little lost and quite frankly, a little emotional about it and really donāt want to be alone right nowā¦ Can I justā¦ Can I just stay with you for a while?Ā ā
Josh observed the kidās unfamiliar face, assuming he was just another newcomer, come sniveling to the mansion from God-knows-where. He pulled a forced smile for the stranger.Ā āSure thing, man. Take a seat. You look like you could use a drink.ā
āthis ā¦ is so not tulsa.ā
āNo, it isnāt. If it was, I wouldāve probably killed myself by now.ā The boy joked darkly.Ā āWelcome to purgatory, friend.ā
āWhat, can I not wink at you?ā Josh swayed slightly, softly biting his lower lip in a (fake) teasing flirt. He was now convinced that heād almost lured Ian out of the closet. Best not to push it, though.Ā āYou talk a lot about this āMickeyā kid. So who is he, like, an old bro from boy scouts or something?ā
Joshās arm casually found itās way around his dateās waist as they walked. He shot her a sideways smile and gave a soft nod of his head, imagining trying to have a romantic evening trading swigs by some moonlit duck pond. Anywhere private was acceptable at this point. āAlright, lake it is.ā He smiled, biting his lower lip.Ā āLead the way.āĀ
& @doratcnks
Josh stumbled into the frigid night air, grinning excitedly as he pulled the girl along beside him, her hand soft and warm in his own. His ears felt stretched from the incessant boom of the music from the dance, and he was already beginning to feel a little tipsy after a few shots from their smuggled flasks, but in that moment Josh felt happier than heād been in months.Ā āAh, man. I donāt know if Iām ever going to be able to hear, again.ā Josh grinned, looking up at the star-speckled sky and then over his shoulder at Tonks.Ā āWait, where are we going?ā He asked.
Josh fell into step besides Ian, giving him a sideways glance at the mention of his āgirlfriendā. āAh. Gotcha.ā Josh winked, as if he were entirely convinced.Ā āSo, whatād you have in mind? That pub down the street?ā He nodded towards the village that lay just past the campus gates.
