( * &&. the dirtbag.

ALEXANDER: you have never gotten drunk before?? ALEXANDER: dudeee we go to the same uni right? ALEXANDER: it would be a blessing if you’d help ALEXANDER: is she a pug? then, yes. yes she would help

ALEXANDER: bring a dude some painkillers ALEXANDER: the last thing I feel like doing is being outside ALEXANDER: what kind of food would you suggest?

Alexander eyed her features, trying hard to figure out what she had even thought of him. When she replied with a single word, he glared at her. “ I N T E R E S T I N G ?? Was that all you could thin of saying ?? “ He mumbled under his breath, “ Well, like I said, you don’t know me. It takes some time to get to know a guy like me. “

              A single brow arched up, feeling as if this girl was challenging him. With a huff and a puff he had decided to give in and just brag about himself ( which wasn’t so difficult for him. ) “I’m a fucking loyal friend, just a loyal person in general. I’m nice, I swear and I’m fucking thoughtful and compassionate. I’m confident; not cocky, I know how to keep a balance. I’m so dope when I’m high. I’m generous, honest, spontaneous, adventurous. I think those are my main qualities..-     I raised myself good.”

Alexander contemplated whether he should even bother telling her anything about himself. What were his qualities? His morals & priorities? “You can’t get to know a person by just asking them what they are like. It takes time to get to know a person. I wouldn’t be able to place you on what you told me about yourself either. Actions speaks louder than words.”

His eyebrows knit together, turning around as he kept his eyes fixed on the frame. “If you actually knew me, you’d know that’s not my only quality.”

ALEXANDER: I made a mistake of drinking too much last night ALEXANDER: I also didn’t learn any of schools work ALEXANDER: so, I swallow my pride and plead you to help a brother out.

@riichro$$: @veneneuxbeauty VIVE LA FRANCE!!!

A light chuckled fell from his brightly parted brims, “Have you ever tasted the sweet taste of Baileys, cause I’m sure it could change your mind. Jack Daniell’s is trash, though, I would call that gross as well.” He spoke, looking around at all different kinds of crowds this festival offered a good time to. “I rarely hear of your optimism, pessimism is what seems to get you going, babe.” The male sniffed at the sugary yellow substance as soon as the girl has brought it up, before squatting down and placing the cup down politely. “I only bought it for the sake of buying. It looks like it  would give me instant diabetes.” Having free hands to finally light up his cigarette, his eyes rolled at the inquiry of his mannerisms. Taking a deep inhale from the stick, he took his time with replying ( almost avoding the question. ) “I’m trying this thing called ‘blending in’, I don’t know if you ever heard of it. But, the lemonade was over the top, I admit.” queue the inhaling more nicotine. “But it was some kind of attempt. Why are you asking? Do you not like the casual version of me? Do you want me back in my suits already?” He spoke playfully, unnoticeably blowing his smoke down at the petite frame.