#:travis

Eli arrived just a bit before his scheduled time to meet with Travis. There was still a part of him that felt murderous. But there was another part (a smaller part) that really wanted to know what the other had to say. The past several months had been difficult, to say the least. He wanted to support his best friend in all things and that included his relationship. But the pain that Travis had inflicted on Remy couldn’t be ignored. Eli refused to ignore it. Because if he had his way, it would never happen again.

He ordered an iced tea and found a small table for them. It wasn’t as private as he would have liked but that was probably for the best. While he waited, he sipped his tea and scrolled through his phone, distracting himself.

@travis-lim​

“Well, look who crawled out of their hole. Don’t stand there too long, the lettuce will wilt.”

@travis-lim​

Note: 

“I should have thrown a tomato at you when I had the chance. 

Stay healthy jackass,

Her guards pushed their way into the makeshift locker room, dismissing everyone that wasn’t Travis. Amari trailed just behind them, heels clicking on the tiled floors. “Well, well, darling. Don’t you look in fine form.”

Claro, todos estaban vestidos como siempre menos ella. Tenia una toalla en su cabello aun mojado, unos shorts con una remera que tenia una capucha que colgaba de su espalda. Sus amigas estaban en sus vestidos de fiesta debido que iban a salir hoy pero ella no había tendido tiempo ni siquiera de terminar de secar su cuerpo. En unos momentos escucho una risa detrás de ella lo cual hizo que regrese su mirada. --¿Que mierda es tan gracioso?--