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donnabroker‌:

My mom’s boyfriend hijacked her for the summer, so I’m stuck here.

Oh, sorry. That sucks.

#c #c:donna #he's like ????#summer???? in nyc?????#get a fake id and go have some fun

Fuck. Everything.

What’s wrong?

Curious || @Charlie

c-faline‌:

Charlie leaned against the mirror and grinned at a pair of ladies walking by. The smiled back and he did a finger wave. “Oh man, how do you let yourself miss out like this? Even if the goal isn’t to get action, it sure is nice to see the sights.”

It had actually been a few months since he’d broken from his usual roster of fuck buddies. A half attempt at cutting back and getting closer to Cass. He was still thoroughly spooked by his epiphany, but he could admit that he was leaning more towards telling her sooner rather than later.

He threw out a hand to level the bar across Vincent’s shoulders, making sure the guy didn’t crush himself but also keeping an eye on the room. He zeroed in on a bear eyeballing Vincent. “Ooo, looks like you have an admirer. If you can go any lower, pop the butt out a little more. Give him a taste.”

“Huh?” For a second, Vincent faltered, the weight of the bar gong to one side.

“Shit!” He moved to redistribute the weight as Charlie also caught the bar. Vincent’s heart was racing and he felt the blood rush to his face.

“Sorry, I, uh, I-” he laughed, sheepishly. “I think I should put this bar down.”

#p #p:charlie

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Curious || @Charlie

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c-faline‌:

Charlie hopped off the treadmill, satisfied with the five miles he had put in. Unpopular opinion, but he loved cardio. His stamina was his pride and his cut was his joy. Still, he couldn’t help how tight his legs were feeling. Maybe he’d slacked off a little too much the last few weeks, using his mom’s demanding work schedule as an excuse. He loved volunteering for Bailey, but it was very much a self-imposed commitment. She’d probably appreciate it if he was around less during their peak times.

Immediately leaning into his stretches, he did a quick scan of the gym. The usual crowd was around with a few newbies sprinkled in. One caught his eye. Was that Rayes? They didn’t really have a ton of classes together, but Charlie was friends with most of the football team. He was familiar with Vincent, if not at least keenly aware of the try hard. Most of the guys described Vincent as one of the players that cared a little too much. Ran a little further just for the hell of it. Had something to prove. Charlie didn’t judge. Yeah, it was high school football, but for most NFL players, they started out there too. Maybe the kid was just trying to go pro.

One final flex and then he made his way over to the mirror. “You holding up there? Need some help?” Charlie doubted it. He’d seen Vincent lift way more. But he was definitely the annoying type to chat people up during a workout. It’s where a good percentage of his dates came from. “Sorry to bother, you just got the best spot to check out the crowd without being obvious about it.”

Keep going, keep going, keep going, damnit. A big part of Vincent had hoped Charlie Faline would walk right past him. But no such luck. Now he had to pretend to be a person to Charlie Faline, Mr. Popular. They never interacted much, but from what Vincent could gather, Charlie was a likeable guy. He just wasn’t much for company right now.

But his body was getting tired. He’d put less weight on but he’d done more squats than was his usual. Practicality won out against his mood.

“Yeah, I could use a spotter, thanks.”

As for the people watching, to say Vincent was distracted was an understatement. “I hadn’t really noticed the view, but knock yourself out,” he said as he dipped into another squat.

#p #p:charlie #little does vincent know how the faline charm is gonna get to him

celebsattheirbest

Curious || @Charlie

Vincent kept focused on his eyes in the mirror. It was leg day. He breathed in as he went down, and out as he went back up with 125 pounds on his shoulders. It was an easy day. He just needed to ease his back into his routine after a bit of a break.

The moment he got home after Savannah dumped him, the rage he tried to push down deep resurfaced. Vincent didn’t even fully remember what he did, he just remembered coming back into himself, his step dad having him trapped in a bear hug so he couldn’t hit anything else, his room practically in tatters.

His mom had him in therapy again not two days later. He knew she was afraid of his anger issues, and he hated himself for it. But here he was, channeling that anger into something productive, just like the good ole doctor said.

His legs were starting to shake as he pushed himself, his bare shoulders ached from the bar resting upon them. But he had to keep going. He’d do anything not to feel like....this.

#p #p:charile

@Liv

Liv: i accept paypal and cash

Vincent: I meant when we go to sushi! 🙄

#t #t:liv

@Liv

Liv: 😈😘

Liv: forgiven after a bit of grovelling.

Vincent: You can get the whole month's date nights budget

Vincent: Not like I'm using it otherwise

#t #t:liv

celebsattheirbest

@Liv

Liv: did you doubt i was?

Liv: fuck up like that again, i'll end you.

Liv: you owe me sushi.

Vincent: Yeah, ok.

Vincent: Maybe I can take you out next week?

#t #t:liv

@Liv

Vincent: I'm sorry

Vincent: You were right.

#t #t:liv

sav-ak‌:

“Wait, just listen to me, okay? I need you to understand, it was wasn’t liked planned or calculated.”

I didn’t ask for your excuses or your rationalizations. I asked you to leave.

#c #c:savannah

sav-ak‌:

“You are a wonderful person, you really are, and such a sweet, caring guy. You’re one of my favourite people, and you were my first time, so you’ll always hold a place in my heart… but… at New Years me and Juliette kissed. It wasn’t planned, it was like, I dunno, and since then I’ve been wondering if maybe… if I’m maybe… not heterosexual? I don’t know if I’m gay, I don’t think I am, I think I might be bisexual, I don’t really know… but it isn’t fair on you to keep this from you. You deserve to know the truth, and you deserve to be able to find someone who loves you with all their heart, who wants you, who needs you, and as much as I don’t want to fail you, I’m not that person. I’m… I’m not that person.”

“I’m sorry, Vincent, this is not a criticism or slight on you, trust me. If I can’t find myself devoted to a man as gorgeous, and kind, and caring, and passionate as you, then the chances are I don’t think I can be devoted to a man. Don’t think of this as you turning someone gay or whatever idiots might call it, you were the zenith of what a boyfriend should be, and I don’t deserve that, and it turns out, I don’t want it. I will always be here for you, and I will always love you, but I think we should go different ways.”

What.......the fuck. What the actual fuck. You cheated on me. You actually fucking cheated on me.

Leave.

#c #c:savannah

isabellacecaelia‌:

I don’t know how you can drink coffee when you’re already anxious. It makes my heart feel like it will burst. I’ll get you a cup and a cake pop though. Good old Linc, classic.