#cxtaclysmics

😟 : a worried voicemail

yo, Penny! Pen? Damn, fucking voicemail. Where the hell did you go last night? You get home okay? Do I need to come rescue you from one of your boytoy’s apartments? Say the word and I’ll be there. I know krav maga. Call me back, yeah? 

Orion was actually in a good mood. He didn’t even know what to do with himself, but he was grinning way too much, on a day off, not having to wear his paramedic uniform for once and able to take Jupiter for a walk. He had earbuds in as Jupiter snuffled around in the park. it was a beautiful day. And Orion was debating if he should text his sisters the good news of the job offer, or tell them later. Maybe he could FaceTime his parents, if they remembered where the button was to do it. Maybe he should text Ed? He hadn’t even realized that Jupiter had gone off to a bench and he hurried over. The old cocker spaniel didn’t really get far. “Ah, sorry about that. He’s a harmless old buddy, just really likes a good scent trail- I uh, sorry, weird thing to say and I promise I’m not trying to be creepy but... are you having a good day today?” He asked the stranger, wondering if anyone else was experiencing good fortune like him.

@cxtaclysmics​

what are you passionate about?

Music, books, I kinda pity anyone that comes into the store asking for recommendations ‘cause uh, I go overboard and reckon I probably look like this

do you have any guilty pleasures?

for sure. My sister got me into the Real Housewives, apparently I should feel guilty for watching that. It’s pretty good though, same with  Before the 90 Days 

if you could only keep one of your personal items, what would you choose?

The name of your muse in my phone

Garden  🌸 💐

A picture that my muse has of you in contacts

The ringtone for your muse

Sunseeker - The Naked and Famous

My muse’s last text to your muse