#aftrbdy

〝   hey,   dillon   might   be   a   bore   but   he's   my   bore.   however,   that   doesn't   mean   i   can't   have   a   little   fun   on   the   side   ––– dillon   doesn't   have   to   know   everything.   〞

          “  so  that’s  it  …  you’re  just  gonna  go  running  back  to  him  because  he  finally got  hit  hard  enough  to  remember  you  exist  ?  ” / @aftrbdy

〝   are   you   fuckin'   kidding   me,   charlotte   –––  him?   no,   absolutely   fuckin'   not.   you   think   he   actually   likes   you,   he   just   wants   to   fuck   someone   like   you   because   his   family   are   losing   all   their   political   power   and   he's   gonna   be   a   washed   up   nobody   in   five   years.   〞

"just don't think i'm the type of guy to be in a relationship. too much commitment for me." / @aftrbdy

oriana loved it when she would see new faces visit her market. it was her pride & joy, her little corner of the sky. she loved taking care of the environment and helping others do the same. of course, she had experienced some nasty people here and there but she never let them get her down. “ good morning! welcome to the grove. i'm oriana, ori if that's easier. ” she said, her bubbly personality shining through as always. “ is this your first time here? ”

         “ we knew this was a bad idea when we started this. something was going to get in the way. so why are you acting so surprised? ” 

"you think i didn't see you with his hands all over you?" voice escalates in their shared apartment, "and your lips on his fucking neck?" roman tries steadying his breathing, "you wanted me to see that, didn't you? you wanted me to hit him." and roman had hit him. they'd both been kicked out of the bar, each sporting bloody wounds.

“ i'm fine, ” but a hiss comes past brims as felix sits on the couch, hand instinctively landing by his left flank, over bruised ribs. “ that cat on the tree put up a real fight. ” jests, as though lungs aren't filled with smoke.