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joaquin "quino" garcia; twenty four i know i'll never turn out exactly how you're thinking. but let me know when i'm needed home. +var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5492210"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); navigation / about quino

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imessage ✉️ eden

eden: what

eden: i'm not gonna give u a backrub lmao

eden: ur fucked hahaha

joaquin: eden waht the hlel

joaquin: what didi evee do to yuo

joaquin: bakcrubs are lke a sign of rfiendship

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imessage ✉️ open

joaquin: ok ill mtee yuo by the baech

joaquin: shit idon t thnik tha was meatn to u

joaquin: do yuo wanna g o to teh beach?

joaquin: i colud use a bakcrub

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londxnmont :

rolling her eyes dramatically like only london could - a gesture she’d perfected by now and was practically famous for - she nodded in disbelief. “right. just like discreet is my motto.. or something like that.” she replied, mimicking the tone he’d taken a few seconds previous. if joaquin was anything, he most definitely wasn’t safe. it was, in fact, one of the things that had first attracted her to him when they were young kids. she was a rebel, and so was she. thinking about his question for an imperceptible moment, her nose crunched and she pursed her lips, pondering. “I’ve been… better.” she admitted. “but it’s nothing you don’t know about. shit with carson just blew up and it’s been harder to get over than i expected, i guess. but lots of alcohol, great sex and cutting a few bitches should erase those memories this summer, yeah?” she noted with a devious chuckle.

           chuckling at london’s remark and how easily she picked up on his sarcasm, quino nodded in respect. maybe due their similarities, she could effortlessly see through him and even though that could be amusing in his eyes sometimes, he knew it was clear how relieved he looked at them not expanding a bit more about the subject. the latino watched her closely as she answered his previous question. he heard her reassuring words, yet wished he could feel better about this doubt he carried inside. it’s not that he held carson badly ever since their breakup-- he just didn’t thought of him on the same good terms he did previously. he knew how happy he made london so he could see how sad she got too, especially when he flew to her city at the knowledge of it. she seemed scarred to him and he worried about how that happened. smiling, joaquin agreed to her terms. “ yeah, of course! and some smooches from your only here, ” he started, pulling the girl in for another hug and kissing her hair. “ let’s not forget about those. ”

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decmckenna :

declan laughed as the quino spoke, “yeah, i know what you mean. i’ve been looking forward to this summer, i plan on surfing, smoking and eating all summer. i mean of course a few workouts in there and maybe some girls.” he took a minute to answer the next question “things were bad, really bad. they are starting to get better with my parents or so i would like to think.” 

          quino glanced at declan knowingly. “ yeah, man. surfing, weed and girls-- that’s all the summer asks for. ” letting his usual playful smile disappear from his lips, he nodded and patted the other male’s back a few times in support. “ nothing better to heal shit than time, my brother. ”

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aidenhyatt :

Realizing nothing would get solved if he remained in bed, Aiden finally crawled out of it and crossed the room to close the curtains, still wobbling on his legs. Turning around again, he glared at his friend. “No, it’s not okay!” He huffed, clenching his jaw and furrowing his brow to contain his anger. “You barge in here, you cause a scene and then try to make this big, dramatic exit! And for what, exact-” Before he was able to finish his question, a wave of nausea hit his stomach and rose in his throat. Covering his mouth with both hands, he rushed to the bathroom, nearly tripping over his own feet, threw up the toilet cover and hurled the whiskey that had been resting in his belly into the porcelain bowl. “God fucking dammit…” he cursed, keeping his head hovered over the toilet in case another wave of sickness came to him.

          rolling his eyes at aiden’s words, he wondered how pissed the other male would be if he just turned around and walked out anyway. after the short analysis, he concluded it wouldn’t be nothing the older hyatt wouldn’t get over. still, quino stopped midway at the sight of aiden covering his mouth and running towards the bathroom. “ fuck... ” he let out under his breath, throwing his head back in frustration. it’d be an easy way out-- aiden was too occupied to oppose to him leaving. yet, he found himself following his previous steps and leaning against the door frame. the scenario wasn’t unusual to neither of them, both of them more than used to finding themselves or each other in that situation. “ where’s your key? i’m gonna go get you some pedialyte. ”

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— what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

dominique guillory

— what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

—what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

standard iphone ringtone

— my muse’s last text to your muse

[02:33pm]: what? is it princess dominique i see over by the pool[02:33pm]: without london????? [02:34pm]: omg are u two fighting or what

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— what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

dec mckenna 👍🏽

— what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

—what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

standard iphone ringtone

— my muse’s last text to your muse

[10:54am]: good morning sunshine[10:54am]: get ur lazy ass off the bed [10:55am]: let’s go swimmin

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— what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

aiden 🖕🏽

— what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

—what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

standard iphone ringtone

— my muse’s last text to your muse

[09:11pm]: check this out[09:11pm]: [audio of 3:21 minutes][01:32am]: did you just call me??[01:32am]: where are u?? are u ok[01:39am]: pick up the phone

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# (uh you know unless they haven't texted then you can ignore this lmaooo)

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— what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

jackson montgomery

— what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

—what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

standard iphone ringtone

— my muse’s last text to your muse

[02:50pm]: dude really??[02:50pm]: were you busy or what?[02:51pm]: should've said hi and stayed for a drink or two[02:51pm]: next time i'm buying. deal?

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— what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

london 🇬🇧💕

— what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

—what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

standard iphone ringtone

— my muse’s last text to your muse

[03:28am]: where u at[03:28am]: look if i had a dollar everytime i lost u at parties[03:29am]: who u leaving with?[03:29am]: pls don’t leave without saying bye[03:50am]: did u get home ok?

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--- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

sasha guillory

--- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

---what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

standard iphone ringtone

--- my muse’s last text to your muse

[11:34pm]: yo sash[11:34pm]: i see you're at the bar :)[11:35pm]: would u be a dear and bring me a beer over here by the pool???[11:35pm]: it looks like the girl you're talking to could use a break from u anyway

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emiliemckenna:

“it’s like that one movie. you know, the one where the robots take over the world? it’s like that, but instead of robots, it’s shirts. i really don’t want to have to live under a nation of shirts.” emilie laughed. “see, i thought about wearing both of them but i think it might be too hot.” emilie remarked. “if you were me and you could only pick one shirt, which one would you pick?”

          quino nodded in agreement. “ i don’t think it’d be a nice world to live-- especially if they’re so vindictive as you say they are. ” he let out with a chuckle. “ i don’t know. uh-- the red one? ”

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londxnmont:

she smiled as he lifted her off the ground, burying her face into his neck and then bringing her lips to his cheek with a playful peck. they’d always had an intimate relationship, but he was also like another older brother to her. that was just how they worked. he was right; summers wouldn’t be the same, and not nearly as entertaining, without him around. as he put her down, she leaned against his bike and looked up at him inquisitively. “everything okay? you’re staying safe, right?” she said, her eyes with an accusing tone. but who was she kidding - this was keen, he didn’t play safe, either.

          nodding in confirmation almost immediately, quino fit himself in front of her, one hand leaning on the bike. “ everything great. you know safety’s like, my motto. or somethig like that. ” he replied humorously-- it wasn’t true, especially with his recent hobbie choice but not even his own mind had grasped the risks of it. sometimes, he felt like he was a complete different person when he was going 250 mph. watching the brunette’s expressions, he touched her arm gently for a second or two.  “ what about you? how’ve you been since last time i saw you? ”

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emiliemckenna :

emilie rolled her eyes at the comment. “clearly one of these shirts would get offended if i didn’t chose to wear it and then the shirt would decide to sabotage me next time i wear it. it’d be like ‘what’s the best way i can ruin emilie’s day? oh i know, i can get a stain!’ trust me, it’s happened before.” she spoke it like it was common knowledge. “picking shirts is hard. it’s like trying to pick a favorite child.”

          quino took in everything the blonde girl was saying with a few nods. he didn’t want to make it look like he was mocking her so he tried to supress a laugh with a smile. “ okay, i can see that. we gotta be careful or else we’ll be victims of a shirt revolution, eh? how about you wear the two of them then? ”

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elenxstxv :

“Like big magnets that pull the sand off your body, that’s pretty genius.”

          “ exactly. life would be much easier without sand on our private parts, don’t you think? but how’ve you been, el? enjoying the beach already, i see. ”

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decmckenna :

declan groaned and made his way into the garage to grab his baord. once he returned he nodded “yeah, i know you’re right. i’ve had a rough few months, sleep is like my comfort i guess. it’s better than eating and getting fat.” he laughed and walked down to the beach with his friend “how have you been, dude?” 

          quino waited around while answering a few texts on his phone. watching the other male, he shook his head a bit and chuckled. “ yeah, i guess? we’re not getting into that conversation though, i don’t think i can choose between sleeping and eating. ” he said humorously as the two guys made their way towards the beach. “ i’ve been good-- ready to have absolutely nothing to do or deal with over the summer. what about you? how were things before you got here? ”