Sep 10, 2017
text | raph+elysia
Raph: There's a reason we live in polite society, Elysia.
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text | raph+elysia
Raph: There's a reason we live in polite society, Elysia.
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Jackson could hardly believe he was back in his old high school, he thought for sure he’d left the place behind forever when he dropped out. Unfortunately, he needed to get his diploma in order to get a little respect from his men, cause apparently he couldn’t sell his shit unless he had one. He wouldn’t be able to explain why this was so important to a drug dealer, but if he was being mocked for not having one he might as well just give it a try. So here he was, waiting in the library for his tutor to show up, smoking his stress away. Of course the librarian had told him several times that he couldn’t smoke, but did he really give a shit?
The blonde looked up once he heard footsteps coming towards him, seeing a very gorgeous young girl approaching him with a pile of books in her arms. “...Seriously?” He muttered to himself, not expecting some kid to be his tutor. “Let me guess, you’re Lilo?”
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Ethan had made quite a few bad decisions in his life time. Some he regretted, some he gave up on and moved on with life. The one that he regretted the most was never telling Reese how he felt about her. He’d always thought that all she wanted was a friends with benefits type of relationship. He’d be okay with that if that was all she wanted, but he couldn’t handle not having her in his life at all. It didn’t help that he had no idea why she’d left or where she’d gone. She just closed her shop and disappeared one day. It killed him. Since then, he’d searched every tattoo parlor that he could find, hoping that he might stumble upon her. So far he’d been unsuccessful, but he never gave up hope.
He was walking home from a particularly hard day one night, head down and shoulders hunched, when he spotted a woman in the distance that looked very familiar. His heart pounded in his chest as he picked up the pace, determined not to lose sight of her. As he got closer, he realize that there could be no mistake. After all of this time searching, he’d finally found her. Overcome with emotion, he opened his mouth to speak but froze when he realized that he wasn’t alone. A young toddler was clinging to her leg, and Ethan swore the child looked a lot like he did when he was that age. Happy but also confused, he approached her. “Reese...” he breathed, his voice catching in his throat.
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The fire cracked loud enough to pull James out of his thoughts. The pub wasn't too busy but everyone stayed away from Delaney. The rumours had started making their way through the streets and that was enough to force curious people to stay away from him. He growled out for another ale, not moving from his chair by the fire. Mostly due to the amount of booze, not because he was lazy and the bartender knew that. However, the person who came to his side was not the bartender. "What do you want?" He growled, watching the figure at his side. @dangerouslyxdirty
Elysia: When are you coming home?
Raphael: Later.
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text | damon+willow
Damon: You're such a desperate little slut, aren't you?
text | vivian+malachi
Vivian: You left your clothes on the bathroom floor again.
Vivian: You're a teenage boy, not a neanderthal. I'm not having Joanna clean up after you if you can't learn how to behave like a human being and not a slob.
Alice had no idea where she was. The last thing she could remember was walking back to her penthouse after spending the evening with a client when everything had suddenly gone dark. In retrospect, she probably should have been paying more attention to her surroundings, but she’d been in such a hurry to get home that she hadn’t. Piecing things together now, she vaguely remembered getting hit in the head with something very heavy before everything went black, though she had no recollection of who had done it.
Now all she knew was that she was sitting, with her hands tied together behind the chair she sat in. There was a blindfold over her eyes so everything was dark, but she could hear the rain hitting the roof above her. “Hello?” She called out, though she was doubtful that anyone would hear her. After all, why would the person who had clearly kidnapped her speak to her. She didn’t ever know if they were in the room with her.
She heard a door open nearby and heavy footsteps approached her. Her breath caught in her throat. “Hello, Alice,” a familiar voice greeted with a slap across her cheek. It stung, but she did her best to hide her wince. She knew that voice. He’d been a client of hers only once before. He’d been very odd and Alice had felt unsafe, so she told her boss that she wouldn’t see him again. Clearly, he hadn’t dealt with that well. As he began to explain, he thought that she betrayed him and he was going to make sure no man would ever touch her again.
While he spoke, Alice’s mind drifted to Paolo. They were supposed to have a lunch date. She wondered what he would do when she didn’t show. Would he think she was busy or would he realize something was wrong? Would he be able to save her?
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