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💬 text: the wells siblings.
olive: hi pumpkin!!!
olive: oh, really? i was going to bring him this knit cap and some cinnamon cookies this week, i'll make sure to get on that.
dulcie: cool. im at work like, every day from 10-4 so coming between then would be fine. he doesn't like being alone.
clark: We can have a dinner at our place Sunday if you guys want to come.
dulcie: you can ask dad but i'm working.
💬 text: the wells siblings.
olive: hi pumpkin!!!
olive: oh, really? i was going to bring him this knit cap and some cinnamon cookies this week, i'll make sure to get on that.
dulcie: cool. im at work like, every day from 10-4 so coming between then would be fine. he doesn't like being alone.
💬 text: the wells siblings.
dulcie: dads been asking about all of you cause its getting close to mom
dulcie: text him so he stops bothering me about it and maybe come visit him or something?
sms ; 𝙠𝙖𝙯
momo: hey hey kay kay !! two things rl quick:
momo: confirming ur appointment with me next week
momo: and also if you wouldn't mind bringing an eighth with u, i'd love u forever
kaz: yes, 4:30 on wednesday
kaz: i will bring snacks, drinks and weed for the both of us.
estecorczon:
“ glad to know that you wouldn’t rat me out on , ” she shoots back . jo’s silently thankful at the fact that his demeanor’s seemed to change though it doesn’t make her feel any less tense. as she fills both glasses with ice, she shoots him a glance, “changing tactics — i might poison you instead.” she offers a sly grin as she fills both glasses with vodka, sliding one of the drink toward him. “i don’t know,” she admits, as she takes a swig, “call it a change of heart.” it was a change of something but heart was debatable.
“who the fuck would believe me even if i did rat? babe, i’m the local dealer and i’m pretty sure even the cops know it.” they just couldn’t catch him. however, the second he realizes what he said, he backpedals, holding a hand up. “i’m sorry. i know you said you didn’t like terms of endearment. it slipped. honest.” not that his word counted for much. the hand that isn’t raised takes the drink and he takes a sip of it. “so it has nothing to do with me calling you out to the point that you left me on read?” he hums, eyebrow raised.
𝖘𝖒𝖘 » bowie
lara: yes i gotchu
lara: okay sexy!! lets do it
lara: i won't let you down
bowie: ur the best
bowie: meet me at my place?
estecorczon:
she gives him a small nod as she turns her back on him to pick out a bottle. eyes scanning the shelves mindlessly, her focus isn’t there but she’s stalling, the why? is still debatable. “i can hand you the entire bottle. that’d probably be the easiest,” she shoots back with a small smile as she finally grabs a bottle of vodka, setting it on the bar as she turns to grab two glasses, “though that i don’t think my boss could forgive.”
as he gets close to the bar, he leans on it, watching her and checking her out a little, though that he would deny if asked. “probably not, but who says he’d have to know?” he asks, playing along to the mood change she’s set. as she turns, he looks again, spinning the ring on his finger absently. “you were ready to rip my throat out literally less than an hour ago,” he says after a minute, careful to avoid using the pet names she didn’t like. “what changed?”
𝖘𝖒𝖘 » bowie
lara: oooh taking racy pics sounds fun
lara: then again so does that
lara: why not both?
bowie: oh perf!!
bowie: i bought new lingerie this is the best time to do it to.
bowie: i'll give you the number for tmz and you can leak it.
estecorczon:
she looks up , shifting her gaze to the money he’s set on the table as she finally looks at him. “i don’t want your money,” she repeats, “keep it.” she hops off the bar walking behind it to pour herself a drink before tossing the ring his way, “you want a drink? .. on the house .. ” she’s never been the type to ask for attention and she sure as hell isn’t about to now but there’s something about that message that isn’t sitting right with her and maybe if she can keep him around for a second longer, she can figure out why.
he makes no move to put the money away, leaving it where it was and catching the ring as she tosses it. it slides back onto his finger with ease and he instantly feels better with it there. “yeah a drink would be good ... thanks.” it doesn’t come out like a question but it feels like one, like he’s waiting for the unspoken catch when not half an hour ago he’d been a complete dick to her. “surprise me. whatever is easiest.”
𝖘𝖒𝖘 » bowie
lara: oh?????
lara: what do you need me to do??
bowie: maybe help me take racy pics
bowie: or release the info abt my mom cheating
swectnights:
OKAY, SO, MAYBE SHE had enough to drink for the evening if she was forgetting key details of her conversation…but she wasn’t the type to roll over and die so easily. “aw, so you were paying attention to what i was saying, how cute.” gwen said, thankful for another drink as she took it in her nimble fingers, baby doll eyes moving to where his attention was. instantly, her nose scrunched as she took a sip, “really? god, you have low standards.” she muttered as she licked her lips, leaning against the bar as she ignored the way someone was also eyeing her, her attention on kaz for a moment.
“speak without thinking and you’re bound to say something you regret, doll,” he hummed. “which would be a shame for someone who carries herself the way you do.” draining the remnants of his drink, he set the glass down on the bar, lowering himself so they were properly eye to eye. “my standards may be low, but still not low enough to give you the rough and dirty fuck you clearly crave, princess.” he raised one eyebrow at her, as if daring her to prove him wrong before going over to the girl.
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𝖘𝖒𝖘 » bowie
lara: hey hey
lara: what's up
bowie: about to ruin my parents' rep without even being near them
bowie: wanna help?
(texts) kazmatazz
jasper: we've been good
jasper: baby boy (-;
kaz: i'll see u in 20.
estecorczon:
a deep sigh leaves her lips as she hears his voice , completely ignoring him as she continues to fidget with the ring between her fingers. she’s never been good at dealing with her emotions and right now she felt completely exposed. she was upset at him for calling her out, upset at herself for baiting him. her knee-jerk reaction of lashing out working so well for her that she found it easier to resort to the silent treat. maybe if she ignored him, he’d go away, though it was unlikely. “nothing,” she finally answers, still refusing to look up.
maybe calling her out had been a step too far but kaz had never been the type to half ass things. play stupid games, win stupid prizes and sometimes that was getting your feelings hurt. it’s almost like she’s pouting and he hardly has the patience for that, especially if it’s not with a girl he’s trying to fuck, so he thumbs out a couple of bills and puts them down on the table. one hundred and fifty, the hundred he promised and the tip from the bill he skipped on. “i want my ring.”
(texts) kazmatazz
jasper: i really dont lol
jasper: if i tell you i'm not simping for these girls, i mean it. sex is sex, it's not that complicated. i like sex, it's being offered to me by some hot chicks, i'm not gonna turn it down. doesn't really make me a simp?
jasper: but when i/do/ simp over someone, i'll let you know.
kaz: alright
kaz: we good?
swectnights:
“NOT A PROBLEM, honestly it’s not all that surprising to see you in a place like this. also, i don’t nearly think about you as much as you think, if at all. did i ask why you were here? no, but i did state that you were in my personal space.” gwen pointed out, always being one that loved to argue, and she rolled her eyes right back at him before leaning over the bar and motioning for another drink, she would clearly need it. “dude, you’re like a giant walking graffiti billboard, you’re easy to spot. don’t flatter yourself.”
he scoffed. “how do you have the gall to be so fuckin’ cocky when you don’t remember two minutes ago? because yes, the fuck, you did ask me what i was doing here.” he turned so his back was against the bar, sipping his drink. “you said, and i quote, ‘of course it’s you, no manners, what are you doing here?’” shrugging one shoulder, his attention was elsewhere, checking out a girl on the floor who was very obviously checking him out. “yeah, must be why i’m about to get laid. excuse me.”
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(texts) kazmatazz
jasper: nah, i'm fine dude.
jasper: i don't care what anyone thinks about me
jasper: so lets drop it. you can meet me or not, i'll be there either way.
kaz: u clearly do care.
kaz: you know i couldnt give a shit if you are simping or pussy whipped or whatever.
kaz: get it.