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‘’..Got a bow on my panties because my ass is a present..’’
You’re such a loser.
Quinn >>anyone
Quinn: my mom invited me and my girl for dinner....
Quinn: would you be up to babysitting?
Trace: I'm not very good with kids...
So I just completely rode my bike into a pole while I was looking at the cute boy across the street. I really hope he didn’t see that….
Was he at least the kind of cute that is worth running into a pole for?
Can someone explain to me why children’s tv shows are so freaking weird now? Is it just me? I could have sworn the TV shows I used to watch weren’t nearly as strange as the stuff that plays now. Or maybe I’m just delusional from being forced to watch my fifth episode of Dog With A Blog. Who knows?
I’m pretty sure they were just as weird, we just didn’t realize because we were so young.
Safe And Sound || Trace and Rylen
Rylen sat across from Trace and placed her hair in front of her face while her brown hues made contact with the person in front of her. “Chandler is here, T. He’s going to bully me again if he sees I’m here, so just don’t move,” she explained as she chewed on her lower lip in fear that the blonde headed male would spot her and make her life a living hell outside of the orphanage as well. Rylen took notice of the slight tremble to her fingers and quickly placed them underneath her legs as she smiled softly at the older male. “So, how’s your day?” she asked.
Trace looked around the room spotting who he could only assume was Chandler from her previous descriptions. "Don't worry, Ry. If he even tries to say one word to you, I'll get rid of him." he assured the girl. He would never let anyone bother her on his watch. He noticed her shakiness but didn't know if he should say anything so he let it go. "It's been alright. I'm pretty tired but that's what the coffee's for." he told her lifting the cup. "Yours?"
Safe And Sound || Trace and Rylen
Rylen had been out of the orphanage for a few months now, but there was a constant fear of seeing someone that caused her anxiety to flare up every time she stepped out of her apartment complex. The person went by the name Chandler, and they were both in the orphanage and he made it his life goal to bully her every chance he got, so it wasn’t a surprise when the hair on the back of her neck stood up at the sight of him in the cafe. She quickly turned around and walked to the other side of the building where she spotted Trace, who was like her big brother. “Trace, hide me,” Rylen whispered to the male.
Trace hadn't gotten very much sleep the previous night and desperately needed caffeine so he went out for a coffee. He had been sitting there for a while when he spotted Rylen on the other side of the room. He smiled as he saw her walking toward him. "Hey- what? What are you hiding from?" he asked the girl. She looked afraid and he was worried about her. Trace was very protective of this girl and wouldn't let anything happen to her.
It’s the best I’ll get for now, I’ll work my way up - you do realize that right?
Good luck with that.
I can deal with mostly.
Good because that's the best you're gonna get.
So you do think I’m adorable, fantastic.
Mostly mean though.
Mean? I’m adorable what’re you talking about?
You can be mean and adorable at once.
Keywords were might be.
You're mean.
Oh I dunno, it might just be a suggestion ya know? Who know? I certainly don’t.
Mhm, 'a suggestion', I'm sure.
I wouldn’t test that Trace, I could make a lot of things happen or not.
Or not? Are you threatening me, babe?
Don’t you dare lie to me you loser.
And what if I do?
Trace, I know you better than a lot of people; your sarcasm is literally secreting from your pores.
Psh, no it is not.
I mean that’s what I do for 90% of people. I usually listen to you though, so you’re part of the 10%.
Awh, I feel so special. I'm an exception.