#bryceiism

fel: could you do me a favor?

ace: what do you know about the maguires

         · • ° ⁎ ⟡ —- they all asked the same age old question, he never seems to know the answer but why exactly was he friends with B R Y C E . no awful thought roamed his brain as he thought about the other but all the negative thoughts he did have were for h i m s e l f , asking himself why the other male wanted to even be friends with him. they were complete opposites in some aspects, bryce was everybody’s friend, he was the go to good guy but himself he was griffin. he got along with every mean soul in sight, he got into FIGHTS the minute someone looked at him wrong and most importantly he was so obsessed with keeping up the image that he was fine. “he’s my brother — the real kind, the one who’s got your back no matter what. he’s one of the few people i’d look for when the days are rough; they say blood is thicker than water. let’s be frank i only have blood relations with ONE of my parents and none of my siblings.” he sighed as he stared at the other, “i’d do anything for him even M U R D E R your ass if he simply asked.”

 ❛  ‘ts ok. we’ll be fine. ❜    she smiled, fear only slightly striking her as she awaited a text back from ez. he’d been out helping with storm damages when she heard the two kids trail down the stairs. after suggesting a movie night for the three of them, she was eager to pop some popcorn, roll it around in some caramel, and bring it into the living room with her. spending time with her kids was one of if not her first priority. after setting the bowl down on the girl’s lap, she made herself comfortable on the other side.  ❛  bry what’d you choose ? ❜    she spoke with a soft tone before a loud crash echoed outside. she noticed the girl next to her jump a little bit which caused fel to place her hand on the female’s leg. with a soft pat, she sent her a warming smile before the movie started playing in the background.

     ( march 20th, 2017 )    ❛  holy . ❜    his choice to take av to his departments gala was already chosen for him. he knew there was no way in hell he could bring his current partner to something like this. however, he had four people to choose from. av deserved a night out. a night with drinks, dancing, and dressing up. here he was, standing at her front door, when she opened the door.     ❛  viva, you’re beautiful . ❜    

   ❛  oh bryce archer ? oh he’s just .. a legit dumbass. god, i love that kid but he is .. not that bright. we’ve got that in common you know ? he taught me how to play mario kart, and he went with me when i got my tattoo. we met in math class junior year. been practically inseparable since. he’s like my brother. ❜    

“bryce, honey.” she starts in the voicemail, as you hear rustling in the background. “you’ve forgotten your coat at my place last night and i fear you aren’t currently wearing one. now brycington, i do not want you getting a cold and i know your father and fel don’t want that either. you better stay in the warmth of your home until i get this to you and i also made those cookies you like.  i tried to design them like the titles of those musicals you like but there is a reason i’m no pastry chef. also, try to hide them from your father for all i know he’s gonna be complaining about how they aren’t organic. love you, sweetheart.”