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Feelinâ myself
chill af during this whole skh thing
I'm from england and it rains a fuck ton
listen!! i know i dont think weâve gone three (?) days in a row without rain
send me a stereotype about my country
boyfriend / best coast
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someday / peace
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luv hold me down / drowners
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21 Ashton oh my gdo
itâs pouring, the rain lashing against the roof and windows of the car, lightning flashing every now and then and followed soon after by booming thunder. itâs black outside, too, thick clouds obscuring the usual blue sky and throwing the streets into a makeshift nighttime. ashtonâs driving carefully, squinting through the windscreen like itâll help him see any better and going around corners so slowly youâre pretty sure you could walk home faster. youâd settled back into your seat a while back, watching the weather worsen as you go, and itâs only because youâre staring out of the window getting more bored by the minute that you see it. youâre driving past the park, and the old style street lamps around the bandstand are on, casting an orange glow over the structure. it looks oddly beautiful.
âash, ash, stop,â you say, grabbing his arm. he jumps and hits the breaks in a panic, the two of you lurching forwards when the car stops suddenly. he turns to you, âwhat the fuckâ expression in place, but it softens a little when he sees how excited you are.
âlook,â you breathe, pressing your face to the window again. thereâs something captivating about the whole thing, a glimmer in the middle of the storm, the puddles underneath the lamps turned to liquid gold in the light. âwe should go out.â
âweâre in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?â ashton laughs, disbelieving. you nod, though, already fumbling with your seatbelt and opening your door. he rolls his eyes and waits for you to leave, parking the car properly so youâre not blocking the road, and watches you run up to the bandstand.
you stop when you get there, arms open and eyes closed, face turned towards the sky. your clothes are already drenched, sticking to your skin, and cold is seeping into your bones, but you can hardly feel it. thereâs just something about this spot, at this moment, that makes you feel good. you smile when you feel ashtonâs arms around your waist, clinging to his shoulders as he lifts you up and starts to spin you both around.Â
you werenât really expecting him to follow you, to be honest, but the look in your eyes was too much for him to resist. it always is, really. heâd follow you to the ends of the earth if you were looking at him like that.Â
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