buy me diamonds.

      in all reality, it doesn’t take much to get maggie worked up. hell, she gets worked up when she has to do lap-dances at work. she thrives off the attention and it’s no secret that she’s been eyeing isaac since the first day of class. biting her bottom lip as the male started popping open the buttons on her jeans and she reached over and let her fingertips graze over his chest, letting her hand tug his flannel off his broad shoulders. ‘i’m just warning you know, isaac- you’re gonna get hooked. i’ve been told i have that effect on people,” she mumbles, tilting her head playfully before she feels him slide her zipper down. getting up off the chair, she hops onto the edge of the desk, chewing on the inside of her cheek as he speaks, feeling her heartbeat quicken and the heat between her legs growing. ‘ then why don’t you show me? you’ve got me all curious now,” she whispers, hooking her index finger into one of his belt-loops, pulling him closer.

       letting her eyes roll just a little too quickly, tatum takes a step closer, tilting her head curiously. ‘ do you seriously think i just spend my time asking random guys out? they ask me, sweetheart.” she clicked her tongue, letting her gaze rake over his body for a split second before she snatched the game off the shelf and walked over towards the counter, sliding it over to the cashier along with her card. “that’s the spirit. it’s not everyday a pretty redhead offers to let you play,” she pauses, glancing down at the game’s case. “overwatch.” tatum stated simply, giving a polite thank you to the cashier as he handed her back the card and bag. “but if we’re gonna do this and you’re gonna teach me how to play, you should probably know my name. tatum. tatum mcadams, at your service,” she flashed him a charming smile before holding her hand out for him to shake. “do you wanna ride in my car or just follow me to the apartment?”

      at the mention of the guy being her ex, jamison can’t help but let out a light scoff. “what’s a guy like that going after a woman like you? someone clearly forgot to tell him you were out of his league,” he states. jamison doesn’t really know where the statement came from but he knows it’s true. he knows nothing about mandy but just from the looks of her and the extreme kindness she’s showing to a complete stranger, he can tell she’s a good person. offering her a genuine smile, he follows her down the hall and out the door, grabbing his jacket quickly from the coat rack as they headed outside. as soon as they reach her car, he leans against the back of it, watching in amusement as she rummages through the glove department just to find him a bandaid. “you’re a sweet person, mandy, thank you,” he mumbles, graciously taking the bandaid from her and peeling it open, looking at himself in the car window as he puts it over the cut on his forehead. “did you still want me to help you get home?” 

a lot of people misunderstood rosie just based from the simple fact that she wasn’t one to engage in hookup culture. she’s grown up in a very open minded household  --- having two dads did that to you --- but that didn’t mean she could let herself sleep around with no strings attached. she craved monogamy despite her issues with commitment; she simply got attached to people easily but didn’t want to settle down. it was quite the contradiction- at least that’s what people usually told her. and even though she was trying her hardest not to get attached to draven but that one night together had made it very hard for her to resist. feeling the male’s fingers move along her spine, she lets her own hand move towards the hair on the back of his neck, tugging at it gently. “i think you’re just... reading into things,” she shot back, rolling her eyes as she looked around at the people around them. before she could say much else, she felt his hand snake around to her front, slide in between her skirt and rub at core, a small gasp leaving her lips. “you need to stop,” she threatened, her voice barely a whisper. and yet, she made no effort to pull his hand away, her gaze falling at her lap, her jaw going slack.

‘ ---- a cake? i mean, that’s... romantic. i guess. wait, what kind of cake? this could make and break the whole relationship. ’

harrison's surprisingly easy to talk to and kinsley doesn’t really feel herself getting bored like she does with many other people. it’s not that she doesn’t care about what others have to say, it’s just the fact that a lot of them were a little too... egotistical for her own taste. it seemed to her that harrison’s calm persona didn’t melt away in college and she appreciated being able to communicate with someone genuine. “oh, fuck, i’m so glad you didn’t actually do the hand gesture ‘cause really? fourth grade, much?” kinsley had always been a little too cynical for her own good --- it was a trait her parents had hated about her. it didn’t matter how nice or positive anyone else was to her, she could always find a way to work around it. her cynicism only got worse with age, a dry sense of humor that usually went over the heads of the teens she’d gone to school with. she might have fit in at college, however, had she gone, of course. “oh, you have no idea. it’s a travesty, really. my cousin kennedy actually gets sick whenever she eats mcdonalds so whenever i bring up the fact i work there? she wants to strangle me with french fries.” a smirk graces her features as she moves her hand outward, clinking her cup against his playfully. “cheers. oh, yeah, see, i think that’s a really big deal to have on your resume. i’d be set if i wanted to go to sandwich making school,” she teased, taking a long sip of the beer in her cup. truthfully, beer wasn’t really kinsley’s cup of tea but seeing as there was nothing else around, she’d settle for lukewarm piss water. “yikes, had you misjudged. thought you actually had some sort of an original thought in your head,” she let another giggle fall past her lips, leaning against the counter and taking a step closer to him so she could hear him properly over the music. “what are you studying though? seriously? i’m actually quite interested.”