sebastianxainsworth:
I don’t know how many times I’ve had to say this, but I didn’t do it. I’m not that stupid.
Does it matter? People died, Sebastian, on orders you may or may not have given. They see what they want.
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@wayne-grey
sebastianxainsworth:
I don’t know how many times I’ve had to say this, but I didn’t do it. I’m not that stupid.
Does it matter? People died, Sebastian, on orders you may or may not have given. They see what they want.
ramonaxvincent:
You have no right giving it. I never asked them from you.
I understand why you say that-- but you and I, we have a mutual problem.
georgiana-devereaux:
How do we know you had nothing to do with it playing the Theon wannabe?
Simple, you don’t.
sebastianxainsworth:
I won’t. Not now.
Ryan needed to see her brother and I clearly have a mess to clean up.
You’ve done enough. You’ll only make it worse at this rate.
Sorry-- my phone’s been ringing off the hook. Trying to put out a wildfire has taken a toll on the thing.
sebastianxainsworth:
So, it’s really going to be like that, huh?
You know there comes a point when you have to call quits, right?
Why’d you come back, Sebastian.
ramonaxvincent:
He’s stable. For now.
You have my condolences, Mrs. Vincent.
georgiana-devereaux:
Well, look which little asshole turned into his brother.
Yet it still surprises a lot of people when it shouldn’t.
leonardoxschuyler:
I miss my laptop.
I’m sure in your current state you can get another laptop-- or is money not the problem in you having one?
flynn-halloway:
I’m a child at heart, Wayne. I swing both ways in case if you were wondering so I think I’ll have plenty to choose from thanks to your status.
You’ll have guys and girls lining up expecting you to have a red room, but in the case Sebastian comes back, it’ll get ugly. I’m just hoping he stays away long enough for me to coax Benji to our side. That in itself became harder with his new living situation.
You know you’re old enough now that being a child at heart is a turn off to others-- doesn’t matter if your picking pool is larger. That’s just more chances to turn you down, baby cuz.
Who says I don’t? I didn’t expect it to be pretty, regardless, but it won’t take a lot in order to sway the masses to my favor. Sleeping with the enemy and killing his brother, then running off definitely isn’t working for Sebastian. I heard about Evans shacking up with the merry band of mercenaries-- I don’t think he’s as forthcoming with them as he’d like.
flynn-halloway:
Wait, what gave you the impression I left? And just to enlighten my favorite cousin, those notes are called connotations and yes, his kinky tastes are helpful for a guy who can’t get it as often as he wants.
I’ve heard rumblings on my end. Davenport, the other factions, they can’t get over the fact that the family business wasn’t left in the hands of an Ainsworth. It’s unheard of.
Right, right, sorry I forgot you’re perpetually immature. Good luck finding a foolish girl, or guy, for you to have sex with, Flynn.
Of course people are going to be upset or shocked, but they’ll see that I’m much better than Sebastian will ever be. The name Grey is better than an Ainsworth in this case.
flynn-halloway:
Very funny, Fifty Shades. Your name, on the other hand, is splashed all across this front page.
Ha-ha, cute-- nice to know you’re back in high-school. Don’t tell me I’m going to find a notebook with notes from those books in it for you to use later.
Did you really expect any different?
flynn-halloway:
I never see a mention of my name in any of these articles. I’m newsworthy, kind of.
You’re an idiot, yes, but not that newsworthy.
eleanorxcabello:
At least you’re smarter than Sebastian. Maybe Davenport won’t crumble to nothing with you here.
We can only wait and see, I suppose. Though I’m sure if I ever do poorly enough, there’s always a window with my name on it.
hugoxdiaz:
Sorry. You have a scary vibe.
I’ve seen what the city does to people. Makes them manipulative, cruel, ruthless. I’m not letting it change me.
I’m aware, but I’m harmless.
It will change you eventually-- you have to adapt or you won’t survive.
eleanorxcabello:
Secrets. Too bad they don’t stay that way for long. Be careful sweetheart, the road to hell is paved with good intentions and every corner of this city has someone ready to tear you down.
Trust me, I would share my secrets with you if they were worth sharing, Eleanor. What candle does that hold when everyone knows that St. Cascadia is hell itself? It wouldn’t be home if people weren’t ready to tear out each other’s throats for the things they want.
hugoxdiaz:
Leaders intimidate me. Even you intimidate me a little.
I tended to stay in my lane where Theon Ainsworth and his brother were concerned. Sebastian seemed cool at first until rumors started.
Don’t worry, kid, I’m not going to bite your head off.
Tragic, isn’t it? Such is the life of a city like this.