#drcplets

she eyed the blonde from across the room and waited (not so) patiently for her brother to approach her so that she and the boyfriend he’d been raving about could finally meet. “and you must be keegan!” betty greeted the other with a smile and a hug. “oh, shit, sorry. maybe you’re not a hugger. i know alec isn’t.” she pulled away from keegan with a big smile. “i feel like i’ve been waiting forever to meet you!”

luca hated therapy. it was exhausting, and it gave him a headache and once it was done he always had an hour to spare before his mother picked him up. so just like doing so every week, he slipped into the book store and without actually greeting the people that worked there he grabbed a random book from one of the shelves and he went to sit down by the little coffee corner, legs pulled underneath him. he always needed something to clear his head.

andi: are you busy ??

everything had to be perfect when it came to devon and today was everything she needed. from morning til now she was able to check off everything on her to do list - shoot some content for her new youtube video, pick up some clothes for an upcoming home, meet with her manager and a new team, and last but not least pick up food from her favorite cafe. once the order was complete the blonde took her food out to the sand, setting up camp not too far from the water but not to close either. the sun was setting, but there was still warmth in the air. the soft smile on her face vanished when she set eyes on a familiar face. ‘ oh my god. ’, devon said to herself, choking on air. ‘ hey... i haven’t seen you... um... haven’t seen you in a while. ’, she managed to say to the person who used to be her very own sun. 

The smell of coffee engulfed Oliver, he was certain he would be able to smell it on his clothing long after he left the small shop. The blond nervously picked at his nails- a habit he had since he could remember. He hated it, really, or maybe he hated the fact that people always felt the need to call it out. Movement at the front of the shop caught his attention, blue eyes wandering over the small group of people who had entered. Oliver told himself he had to watch each person who came in on the chance that was was no longer recognizable. It had been a while, sure. His hair was longer, he was no longer the college student that Taylor once knew. In reality, Oli hated the unknown. He needed to exactly when the other boy was going to walk in, when he was going to realize where Oliver sat, tucked away in the corner with a complete view of the shop. Oli winced as he picked too far on his nails, looking down the the source of the pain.

he really did want to enjoy the party; he’s been looking forward to it all week. but when he and arlo arrive, it only takes him a few minutes to realize that he wanted to be anywhere but here and he finds himself squeezing arlo’s hand. he’d only meant to comfort himself, but when his friend asks if he wanted to leave, he’s quick to nod. soon enough they’re outside, climbing into aksel’s shitty car, and he feels like he can breathe again. he starts the car, then reaches a hand out for arlo without looking at him. “your place or mine?” he asks, pulling away from the curb.

kat mcnamara dear lord. not many rp her anymore but she definitely had her moment and there was this one rper who made like 50 muses ( ok im exaggerating but ya know ) of her and only played her. and lord, if you’ve been on here long enough you’d know who i’m talking about but yeah she ruined kat for me. which is so sad :(