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“girl,” magda replied, tossing her hair over her shoulder and giving omari a pointed look. “you know i’m not the falling in love type. anyway, you’re totally right. it’s just he’s hot and he has a job. and somehow that’s rare or something. last ten guys i matched with on tinder are unemployed. it’s like an epidemic. and i know you’ve been there. i’ve heard all the gory details.” magda grinned and unlocked her own phone. “wait till i show you the girl he’s hooking up with now.”

omari shrugged, laughing at what magda had to say. “okay — i guess you’ve got a point.” omari had pretty much the same issue as her friend — usually the guys she would match with or meet in general were unemployed and didn’t seem to have their lives together at all. “i swear girls are better to date sometimes. they usually have their shit together at least. and the sex is so much better. but than again... ugh, i don’t know, dating is hard in general.” rolling her eyes, she moves closer to the other. “show me, show me,” she wiggled her eyebrows.

“thanks, i just hope i get to keep acting. it’s all i ever wanted to do.” he said honestly, smiling widely back at her. she was just so nice, it felt like a privilege just to be there with her. there was still some amount of awkwardness clinging to alex though, simply because he was so out of practice with being on dates. what even should they talk about? his attention was fully on her when she said it was an important question and he hummed, thinking carefully. “this is a tricky one. imagine if i said caviar. like i was a posh twat who likes eating fish eggs.” alex made a face. “i kind of like simple things. i really like pies. not very exciting.”

        a light chuckle escapes from alec’s lips as he glances back over towards the girl in front of him. “you are tall, but don’t worry it seems like i have a thing for tall girls.” he commented before licking his lips and humming slightly. “you were a tad harsh, but that’s okay.. it’s not like she’ll be my future girlfriend or whatever.” rolling his eyes at her in a playful manner, he nods his head. “i know that you’re not like that, you’re the greatest person i’ve ever met. and i’m lucky to have you in my life, you know that, right?” 

      𝐒𝐀𝐋 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊, wild curls falling into his vision and framing his face chaotically. a husky laugh escaped him and all he could do was push back his hair as he tried to get his bearings. it was true that libby had tried more than once to tell him how she felt, but he didn’t want to hear it. sal was in a good place and trying not to obsess over things, people, places like he used to. he’d be too much and she’d leave.     ‘    i uh, i like this. i like doing this. i think it’s good so i don’t know why you’re trying to fuck it up. we have a good thing like this.     ’

he’d grown up with people wanting things from him, having learnt his lesson before about friends who were only there for fame or fortune and not because they actually liked him. it wasn’t that he thought libby was like that, he just had learnt to be guided. “it’s cool that your passion sounds crazy smart then.” alex laughed a little, smiling. “i bet everyone always wants to be on your team for quizzes.” he smiled at her question, feeling just at ease with her. “mostly indie films, honestly. there have been a couple of more high profile ones.” he was trying to play it down, his most recent film had earned him a couple of award nominations.

this is why whitney hated dating. the if’s and who’s and why’s of it all. it was terribly exhausting, especially because of her naïveté. at least she had omari to help sis out whitney’s very short list of suitors. “damn, you really think so?” she but down on her lip when omari called her date a player. “c’mon don’t be sexist,” whitney stuck her tongue out playfully, “i have a lot of guy friends i don’t fuck…one that i do, but that’s beside the point.” whitney fell back against her bed — a hand to her taut stomach. was she falling for him? “i might be…just a little bit. he’s cute,” she pouted at her friend. “maybe you’re right, but i don’t think it hurts to find out…wanna bet?” whitney challenged, “we could double and you can witness it yourself.”

based! - open f.

“what are you doing? your brother is going to flip when he comes home.”  protests,  however,  in vain.  hands nearly gripping the arms of the chair,  he tries looking anywhere but forward.  a hand his brought to his chin and garrett hums softly,  eyebrow raised.  face is flushed and he shifts around as she places herself in his lap. “you’re very persistent.”

         ella was glad she had omari has her best friend, she knew she could go to her for anything and she really needed opinions and well.. advice on the guy she had just showed her. “falling in love with him? no.” she replied, sitting back on the couch and pulling her legs to her chest. was she falling in love? most likely. was she falling for his ‘charm’ and the way he talks to her? most definitely. “yeah, he’s bad news, isn’t he?” the blonde asked, looking over the dark haired girl’s shoulder whilst she flicked through his instagram.

based off of this plot!!

      “ well look who it is, ” the male greeted, a mischievous tone laced into each word. it had been his what    fourth time to the er in one month? everyone was aware that he wasn’t truthfully in death’s grasp or anywhere near, he was simply invested in the femme before him. there was something about the first time he came in    the first and only time he was really injured    that fascinated him. normally holden chased many women. this was the first one in a while that kept his attention for a prolonged period of time. “ i got another burn on the job but what’s even worse is i’m kinda suffering from a broken heart. there’s this cute nurse and she won’t even give me her number. know any cure for that? ”