#blakesque

"if i stay here i won't take a break," melissa laughed wryly as she stood up. her back was starting to hurt from being bent over her books and her computer. the chairs weren't particularly comfortable, but they never really were. she yearned for her desk at home, but it had been better to come here and really put their minds together. she twisted, stretching her back, and giving her hands a quick shake to loosen everything and wake herself up.

@blakesque sent 056. a police station in the middle of the night . / from sage

        jacob  had  taken  another  shift  for  the  night.   he  had  been  busting  his  ass  for  months  to  get  good  tips  &&  keeping  himself  afloat  during  times  like  these  when  everything  was  becoming  more  &&  more  expensive.    but  jacob  was  not  thinking  much  about  his  struggles  lately,  but  he  was  thinking  about  H I M .    he  had  not  seen  the  other  male  come  to  the  restaurant  for  weeks,  &&  jacob  missed  him.   but  for  now,  he  had  to  keep  his  mind  off  him  &&  try  to  work.

the downside to a slayer’s pain tolerance, she’s found, is not realizing when enough is enough. she’d never had her own knife turned on her until tonight, but in the heat of the moment, she’d thought of it as nothing but a graze, but now with her hand pressed to her side and tacky with her own blood soaking through her shirt, she knows better. thank god she’d been wearing black or someone might have wanted to wrestle her into a car and take her to the hospital. no thanks, she hadn’t thought up a story for this one yet. might have had something to do with the blow to the head, but that’s low on her list of priorities right now. her hair covered most of the blood on her temple anyway.

she manages to limp her way towards the row of rooms set in the back of the parking lot, hesitating between the two doors. earlier, when she’d slipped out of the, they’d been in thumper’s room arguing over the best way to handle a ghost or something silly, but she had no idea where everyone was now. it wasn’t unusual for her to slip out for a hunt when she got too antsy, but this was the first time she almost hadn’t made it back. she imagines things will change now.

“I’m not particularly in the market for what most people would call a boyfriend.”

The King Brothers

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BLAKE

[text:] BRB. These cougars are squabbling over my junk and one of them is offering to pay my tuition ( colt )

[ SMS ➝ Brother in law ] For your sake I hope that it’s actual cougars and not old ladies.