#dynamicstarters

“you know what i don’t get? those little plastic scissors that little kids use in class? why do they say they’re safe for children to use? they still have sharp blades on them."

megan stopped writing and looked up slowly when she felt another persons presence. “yeees?”

      “nothing says coffee like 2 in the afternoon, but really. sleep is honestly no joke, i’d love to try it sometime. the last time i actually slept was twenty three years ago. nice throwback to only having myself and if a boy liked me to worry about. never take it for granted. have all the sleep you can.”

life had been easy on sebastian, but, now, his best-kept secret was leaving his closet and it could change everything. days like that, when the worries got too much, he just needed something to numb things out a bit, which was why he found himself at a bar, a tumbler filled with scotch in front of him. “has life been giving you a hard time too?” he asked the person sitting next to him, even before taking a proper look at them. 

sitting out in the front yard seemed like a good idea at first. it would give gracie fresh air, room for the dog to run around, she could relax. but it was proving to be difficult when gracie kept pulling on the dog's tail. "i dunno why you keep confusing 'no' with 'yes'," kayleb said as she tapped gracie's hand. "but mommy said stop pulling on goliath's tail, it's mean," she said sternly, pulling her daughter away from the great dane, who curled up beside her and plopped his head in her lap. "she's gonna give me a run for my money as she gets older," kayleb said with a small sigh.

san diego was not vegas and in the short time he had been there, julian was already done with the place. “with every second i spend in this city i feel my soul dying a little. i can’t believe i’ve been made to waste my summer like this,” he mused in annoyance, placing a cigarette between his lips and inhaling. maybe it would help him relax a bit.