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How romantic.
I’ve missed you too, Zo.

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zoey:
How romantic.
I’ve missed you too, Zo.
bella:
Yeah, you’re probably right. You’ve probably fucked me over a lot less them some of the shitheads I’ve known so I’ll give you that. That’s also true. Buy me more Starbucks and I can get the part.
I’ll consider that as a good thing then. Sounds like a plan, I’ll get you a gift card next time around. So, how’s life been treating you?
zoey:
You’re are honestly such a fucking girl sometimes.
As long as it gets me laid tonight, then I’m not even going to argue with you on that.
val:
Do you wanna live with Mia? I’ll hide you in my room though. I just need the convenience of someone who reaches things for me. Climbing counters is not my thing. Are we talking literal? A screwdriver is for screws and pliers are to hold shit and bend metal and crap. I know my stuff. We can survive together.
That’s a generous offer, Val. But to live with Mia again? Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. I’m sure you can find a willing volunteer to be your roommate though, any other guy would be an idiot to pass that up.
zoey:
Which one of my many current boyfriends are you again?
The one who just got back from a seven hour plane ride from work, is completely exhausted, yet still remains hopeful that his girlfriend would greet him with open arms. But hey, don’t mind me, I’ll go grab your advil.
Have you got any advil? I’ve gotten to the point where I can’t even tell if I’m hungover or if I just have a headache from paint fumes anymore.
There’s a couple in the medicine cabinet. Do I have to grab them for you, or can I drop my bags first?
I need a tall guy in the house. Sometimes I think Mia forgets I’m half her fucking size and I am not here to be hauling the damn step stool all around the apartment.
I would lend a hand but I’d rather know what I’m signing up for first. Unlike some people, who signed themselves up for a roommate who can’t, for the life of them, distinguish what the difference between a screwdriver and a plier is.
Honestly I’m as surprised as you are. I dunno I’d call you a friend. Friends don’t usually see their friends’ dicks but I guess you’ll be the exception to that so why not.
The definition of that word is pretty subjective, if you ask me. Regardless, when have we ever followed society’s rules — - or be like everyone else?
I never knew what love was until someone showed me vodka frappacinos.
I didn’t even know you were capable of love until right now. Care to share with an old friend?
I don’t know how much more longer i can cfake being polite so how about I save us both the time and tell you to shut the fuck up now instead of later, yeah?
Right. So, how many bowls of bitchflakes did you consume this morning?
exit balmain ss16 by pyros
Strolling around Paris after Balmain with the lads!
People around here are bitchy, Cade is an asshole, Dad is a jerk and now i have no one to walk me down the aisle at my own wedding
Wait what, are you serious? Did you want me to talk to dad? Because you know I'm not good at that..
Don’t give me that face.
But you like this face.
Zoey didn’t know what else to do so she took a page out of her fathers book and decided to drink. The apple never did fall far from the tree and it always numbed the pain in the past, and she figured it was better than getting high. She sat on the window seal of her apartment her feet dangling off the edge and onto the fire escape. Zoey had finished a quarter of the large bottle of vodka in her hand when she heard the front door unlock, the clicking sound of the lock caused the already shaken brunette to jump slightly. Hearing Tyler’s voice did bring the faintest smile to her face, but it quickly faded. “I’m in here” She said loud enough for him to hear, but even she could tell there was something wrong, her throat was dry and cracked from all the sobbing. Zo looked down at the bottle in her hand and let out a big sigh, she didn’t want Ty to find out this way. Her legs swung back around and onto the wood floor and walked quickly to the edge of the bed as she heard his footsteps coming closer to their bedroom leaving to vodka on the window. “Hey” she whispered as he entered the room before wrapping her arms protectively around herself. “How was your flight?”
Dropping the keys on the nearest tabletop, Tyler waited for a response and within a couple of minutes, he heard Zoey's cracking voice from the far end of the room. She didn't sound too good, which only made the boy even more apprehensive. Without even thinking, Ty managed to make his way to their bedroom as if already knowing that his girlfriend was going to be there like she always did. But the mood in the air was different this time around. As he entered the room, Tyler's gaze fell on the tear-stricken girl. He could just tell that there was something gravely wrong and that she had been crying most of the time. "It was too long--Zo, what's the matter? Did something happen?" he asked worriedly, taking a step closer to her. His gaze shifting down to the hands on her stomach, holding it as if she was struggling to keep something inside. And with that, it was as if everything finally fell into place. With grief instantly painted on his face, Ty locked eyes with hers. "Oh, Zo..." he whispered, wrapping his arms around her still frame.
Before Tyler could even finish listening to the call, he knew something was up--and it wasn't just anything out of the ordinary. The cracks vaguely hidden within her voice struck a cord in him and the boy not once hesitated to pack whatever belongings he had and immediately rush home. It was a gamble to have left his pregnant girlfriend back home but it was a risk he knew he had to take especially now when an opportunity for a much better career was knocking on his door. If travelling to and from various countries to do a couple of modelling gigs meant giving a better life for his family, then there was no question in his mind that he would take such an opportunity. Rushing back home from London, England, with an infinite number of scenarios swirling in his mind, Ty couldn't keep his eyes off his phone clock as it slowly ticked by, as every second felt like hours. The dreary weather only adding to the already sick feeling he had in his stomach. He didn't know what it meant, but what the boy was sure about is that he needed to see Zoey as quickly as possible.
Grabbing his key to their apartment, he unlocked the door only to find it oddly quiet--empty. "Zo... you here?"
Eh. Your life, your problem
Damn straight it is. And anyways, I've already got too much on my plate at the moment, so you better not add to it.