&& oh that's real life ;;

|| Greyson Rudy Ackermann || 22 || Junior @ NYE UNI || Studying Business Management || Still really in love with Cheyenne Murphy || “it was good for a while, being empty. i didn’t hurt anymore. but as time went on, it was like i could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.” ( TELL ME LITTLE WOLF, WOULD YOU LIKE TO PUNISH THOSE WHO WRONGED YOU? )

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adxlinafck!

“Do you really think this isn’t that much of a mess? Look at my hands, this pant is really messy” 

“Nah, I don’t think it’s that bad. Messy paint is good paint. Now come back and help me paint this.”

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audrieno!

“It’s a little too late to complain now. You told me you would go shopping with me and in return I’d buy you dinner.–Now tell me, how does this dress look? Should I buy it or not?” She asked, modeling the dress in the mirror near them.

“Yeah, I know I did, but now I highly regret it.” Greyson sighed as he leaned back in his seat, looking at the dress she was wearing. “Looks good. Sure, go for it.”

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srslycheyenne!

“You’re not allowed to kill any of our dogs,” She said, getting up from where she was in the guest room. That was where they puppies were staying so that the bigger dogs wouldn’t hurt them. She had walked out into the living room, just to see the dog covered in mud. “Oh Thumper, what did you do this time?” She asked the dog then looked to Grey, “How did this happen?” She asked, smiling lightly, “Yes, I’ll help you bathe her.”

“This is my dog, I can do what I want. Although I would never lay a finger on Thumper.” Greyson chuckles as he looks down at the big white dog, pursing his lips as he reaches down to pet her head. The pink haired boy reaches down to grab Thumper’s collar. “I took her out to pee, and then she decided to jump into mud which was seriously the best part of this whole trip outside.” Greyson sighed as he shook his head and smiled at Cheyenne, his grip on Thumper’s collar tight as he drags her to the bathroom.

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fuckitszelda!

     “Oh, you’re the hot neighbor!” Zelda pointed above her, tipping her head back with another laugh. At least he didn’t come here to bother her or try to shut anything down, so she was more than welcoming to allow him into her apartment and get his hands on some alcohol or anything else he wanted. She paused, before waving him off. “Right, I forgot, girlfriend so off limits. Don’t worry, I won’t try anything.” She crossed her heart. “A woman’s John is sacred, so I know better not to try anything–C’mon, get inside!” She ushered him in with a shrug of her shoulders. “Whiskey, beer, vodka, you name it. The drugs on the other hand…We’ve got a lot of shit, so you’ll have to ask around if you’re looking for something a little more specific. But everyone likes to share, so don’t worry about it.”

     Turning to Greyson with wide, comical eyes, Zelda then put her fingers together as though she was a mad scientist. “I’ve got my science projects in there, and some can be…rather reactive.”

“Sure, you could call me that.” Greyson laughs again as he looks down at her with a grin, pushing up the sleeves to his blue button up. It hadn’t actually been that long since he last saw Zelda, a few months if he remembers correctly. The last time he saw her was the time he... Broke things off between them. And sure, his heart still ached a bit about it. About her. But he was happy right now. Zelda wasn’t just a quick fuck, she was... She was practically his girlfriend. He treated her like one at least, though they never made things official. “Yeah... Girlfriend. Off limits.” He nods his head as another chuckle leaves his lips, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. He steps inside then, glancing around the apartment filled with people and music as a smile tugs at his mouth. “I’ll go with a whiskey, just lead me the way, babe.” Greyson grinned again as he looked down at her, the pet name rolling off his tongue effortlessly. It was just instinct. Being a flirt was in his nature. “Got some very kind druggies here, Zel.”

“Science projects, huh? Like shit that tends to blow up a lot? Cause if so, that’s amazing. Science was my worst subject in school, even though I was practically a whiz kid.”

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chiaraackermcn!

“i’ve finally finished summer classes for this semester. would you like to go do something?”

“Congrats for finishing up. And sure, you up for a drink?”

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fuckitszelda!

     “Holy shit, you actually came! Welcome to Casa Zelda Davis.” Zelda breathed out with a laugh, stumbling slightly as she reached out to brace herself on the person’s shoulder. Her head was swimming with alcohol and drugs, and she all but had to scream over the music coming from inside her apartment. Many people were packed inside dancing or doing whatever drunk people do, and many were outside shooting fireworks and milling around on the grass. “This is only the beginning!” Zelda reassured with another dizzy laugh. “The actual 4th will be crazier, but why not party earlier than that? C’mon, we’ll get you a beer–or drugs–whichever you prefer it’s all in the house. But don’t touch my bedroom, the last thing I need is this whole apartment building blowing up.”

“What can I say, I can’t just stay away from the party happening on the floor below me.” Greyson chuckles as he looks at the girl stumbling and laughing, reaching out to place a hand on her waist so she wouldn’t fall over. “Alright, what’ve you got other than beer? Whiskey? And what have you got for drugs?” Greyson chuckles a he looks down at her with his eyebrow raised, an amused smile playing on his lips. “I feel that. If somebody other than my girlfriend touched my room, I’d probably go berserk. But why would the building blow up if I may ask?”

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joeydiamond!

“I was trying to use the machines at the place down the street and every time I went to go to a specific machine, one of these kids from a group of them that were there would go jump on it right before I did to spite me. I kept my composure–but I have a routine and I just–! I hate them!” 

“Did you know any of these kids and have any idea as to why they were being little shits? I would’ve just punched ‘em out. I don’t have time for pre-pubescent fucktards such as kids acting like that. This is why I shouldn’t be allowed out of my apartment.”

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@srslycheyenne

“I swear to God, I’m gonna kill this dog.” Greyson clenched his dog as he walked back into the penthouse with Thumper on his tail, a big smile on her face as her white fur was completely covered in mud. Seeing Cheyenne in the living room he lets out a long sigh, then looking back down at Thumper. “Can you come give me a hand? Bathing her is a lot harder than it seems.” 

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jonathanmoxlxy!

“I really need a drink, want to come with?” 

“Sure, I could go for a drink. Where to?”

[dogiplier]

angel

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alylundin!

    Running the music store wasn’t exactly her goal in life, but alas the Julliard dream had come and gone and she missed it cause of her own stupidity. At least this way she had a way to fulfill her passion, having the ability to take a seat at the grand piano as she wanted. A privilege that she didn’t have in her small apartment, only the keyboard that left her feeling lack luster her companion in the lonely space. 

    Seated at the sleek black instrument, a small smile touched her lips. It was just a few minutes to lock up and she could stay as late as whe wanted, considering she didn’t have a lesson until three the next day. Delicate fingers touch the keys and it’s an instant gratification as the sound feels her ears and enters her soul. Eyes close, fingers move to their own accord and time escapes her. She’s lost in her own little world - until something crashes. The woman jumps, startled, blinking her eyes quickly as she stands and finally remembers that she hadn’t locked up. “Oh.. Oh jesus - Hi.” She laughed gently, seeing another body.

Greyson just wanted a new set of strings for his ukulele. Learning the tiny instrument wasn’t very hard, it was exactly like playing the guitar except a little harder since the neck was a lot smaller and the chords were close together. It took time, but eventually he got the hang of it. Walking down the still busy streets of Manhattan, he mumbles to himself as he looks through multiple lit up signs on the walls, but none if them were what he was looking for. He just wanted to find the closest music store before they closed. 

Finally he stumbled across a store, a breath of relief leaving his lips as he reaches for the door and opens it, a bit surprised it was still open. The sound of somebody playing the keys of a piano fills the store, and it brings a small smile to his lips as he walks towards the place it’s coming from. Somebody is playing one of the grand pianos on display, and he stays quiet and watches her for a moment before she finally realizes he’s there. “Hey... How long you’ve been playing that? You’re pretty good.”

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lovesummer-xoxo!

“Wait, you are taking over a whole entire company?”

“Yep, a whole entire company. Pretty intimidating if I do say so.”

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whyhellomaxine!

     “I might have spit in it.” Max teased with a roll of her eyes. “But it only adds to the flavor, so drink up!” Tilting her head, Max then gave Greyson a cheeky smile. “I am very lucky I’m your best friend, because that’s what best friends do; they help each other out! Besides, aren’t I your second choice? Between the both of us, you know Cheyenne is always going to be number one.” Max laughed softly. Her eyes lit up once the small pup came into the room, reaching over to pet it’s head softly. “I have, and I can say it’s love at first sight. Cheyenne showed me all the puppies too. They’re getting so big.”

     “And that is exactly why I came to you. Help a sister find a new place, and she’ll make sure her fridge is always stocked with the beer you like for when you come over. Also I was planning on buying you lunch or dinner for helping me out anyways. We got a deal, broski?”

“Awesome, Maxine spit just adds the perfect flavour.” Greyson chuckles again as he shakes his head and sips at his coffee, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. “Mhm, that they do. I’ll let you know when I need your help, and I’ll remember this time so I can hold it against you.” He smiles as a laugh passes his lips, nodding his head at her words as he sets his coffee down. “Good point, you will always come second between you and Chey, that’s just the way it works.” He shrugs his shoulders as he looks at Snickers, reaching down to scratch her back. “She’s a real gem, yeah. Found her in an alleyway on my way back from work all beat up and malnourished. And yeah, the pups are getting real big and messy. One of ‘em was eating my sock yesterday and I was so pissed.” The older boy gets up out of bed and walks over to his closet to look for something to wear, looking through his drawers. 

“Make it whiskey instead and we’ve got a deal.” He turns his head to give her a smile, a chuckle leaving his lips as he grabs a pair of jeans to pull on. “Yeah, we’ve got a deal. I would’ve done it for free, but now that you’ve already offered, you gotta do it.”

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lovesummer-xoxo!

“Then how did you know what to study in college?” She asked.

“I took business management because I knew I’d need it when I took over my dads company. I don’t want to go into a business company with no idea how it all works and that shit.”

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thebianchieffect!

“Question- what’s the best way to get over someone you know you have no chance with? Because as of right now, I need advice on that. I’m not the kind of man who wants to be in love. Ever.”

“Well, I tried sleeping around a lot, but that didn’t go well considering I got with her in the end. But just try sleeping with a lot of people, it might do the trick. Other than that, I got nothing.”

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alexanderrides!

“I got this really shitty sunburn while I was laying out on my balcony- do you think you could help me out? I mean, it hurts like shit, and I’d appreciate the help…”

“Shit, that is a pretty bad sunburn. Do you have any teabags? That’s what my mum always used for me instead of Aloe.”

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whyhellomaxine!

     “I did happen to make that coffee, actually.” Max tipped her head back with a laugh, jumping off the bed and out of the way of Greyson’s swat at her. “To bad you don’t wake up at 12, but you do today!” She said in a sing-song voice. “I’ve got to look for apartments, and Chey’s unavailable, so you’re the next best thing.” Once she knew Greyson had some coffee in him, Max made her way back to the bed, lounging on it herself as well. “I’m in an apartment right now that I can definitely not afford.” Max frowned softly. “Since, you know, PJ and everything…” She shooed that thought away with a flick of her hand. “Anyway, this is emergency apartment hunting, and with you and all your…bigness and burliness all the landlords would be too scared to scam me!”

“Well, in that case, did you poison it? Spit in it?” Greyson chuckles as he looks over at Maxine, shaking his head. The pink haired boy brought his hand up to his face to rub his eyes, sitting up and looking over at Max again. “You’re lucky you’re my best friend, Max.” He grumbles as he takes the coffee off his bedside table and takes a long sip, a content sigh leaving his lips as he leans back against his pillow. “I’m only your second choice? Ouch, that hurts, Maxine.” Greyson fakes a pout, but he can’t help the laugh that escapes his lips then. He nods his head then, setting his coffee in his lap as he glances over at the door when the new addition to the family wanders in, the Golden Retriever pup. “Have you met this little cutie yet?” Greyson grinned as he patted the bed, the dog hopping up and coming to lie on his legs. “Sure, I’ll come. But maybe you’ve forgotten, I’m a business man, I know how to talk to any landlord and make sure they don’t scam you. Maybe I can even get you down to a cheaper price. That’s the only good thing about taking on my dads company, is that I gotta be very formal and very business-like.”