#daylight fading

When the opportunity for an impromptu sleepover landed on her lap, she absolutely took it, especially when it was with the one person she actually considered a friend. Not many people in her lift stuck around after the first interactions; boyfriends, girlfriends, friends, co-workers, all of them normally wrote her off for being too much or too loud, or this or that. While Rhys was more on the shy side, he was genuinely the nicest person that had ever entered her life. She made sure her living room was decked out in the cutest string lights she had and she even bought them a bottle of sparking strawberry wine in case he was feeling up to it. 

Ummmm, here hold this:

Yes, No, Probably, oh yes, if Emma leaves any for him, Eventually, tentatively.

Done!

@leocapulet

As soon as Diana got off work, she raced into her house and quickly straightened everything up. She hadn’t expected him to message her quite so soon, and she had enough pride in her housekeeping not to want him to see her house in any sort of state of disrepair. She could hear Calla meowing at her in confusion, but she didn’t have time to pet her cat just yet. Everything needed to look nice, without it looking like she’d put effort into looking nice in case he thought she was expecting anything. 

           ☂. December always brought cloudy streaks with rain, both small drizzles and heavy downpours, and while James enjoyed the sound of it, he was never a fan of the fresh smell of wet concrete. It was the end of the week, it meant a few days to relax without any clients, and that meant being happy bothered with the company of Sebastian.

            It was pouring that day.

          Sebastian neglected any cover, as per usual, which had James running from the car to catch up with him as he unwrapped his small black umbrella - jeez, he was getting his Prada all wet and all because of Sebastian’s incessant behavior to walk off without waiting

          “You’re already wet! Haven’t you heard of an umbrella?” The umbrella finally popped! open, allowing James to bring it overhead and push it in Sebastian’s direction, urging him to get under. The man was taller, so it was a little difficult for him to find a good spot for his arm, the umbrella to cover them both, and the other’s head without hitting it with the mesh fabric. Maybe he should poke the guy’s eyes out with the wires poking out the ends, just to get the guy to bend over and under.

          He could only get the umbrella partially over Sebastian - the other would have to put the rest of the effort into getting the both of them to be covered. Christ, good thing it wasn’t windy. It’d only cause more problems and the small umbrella would be more useless than it already was. “Come on, get under. I know it’s a one person, but get your tall ass under already.”

          This was the other’s idea, to go out and about on a rainy evening, where James was neglected to be informed as to where they were going and what was the goal of going in the first place. Just because it was their day off didn’t mean the moron could go on giving him surprises. Not that he didn’t enjoy surprises - just not ones that involved him getting his Prada wet.

TAGGING  → Harry Styles with mentions of Gigi Hadid

LOCATION  → Beach near Hobbiton

TIME FRAME  → Saturday 19th, September: two in the morning-ish.

GENERAL NOTES  → Triggers may include: spliff, snow, alcohol