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OLIVIA: hungover?

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WAS IT UNCHARACTERISTIC for the musician to have sexual desires ? of course not. was it uncharacteristic for him to actively make an effort to achieve them ? probably. caed wasn’t a prude ( although, in the lack of any better word it would have been likely suitable ) but rather he was soft-spoken, gentle, unwilling to make the first move. he preferred sex with someone he actually considered a friend over any voluntary groupie that decided to throw themselves on him, though that still didn’t stop the male from inviting a pretty stranger onto his tourbus after the meet and greet following his performance. “ nobody’s here right now, just so you know. ” words were mumbled over his shoulder while sinking into the depths of the bus, expecting the girl to be following close behind him. “ did you want a drink ? water, beer, wine ? ”
TEXT MESSAGE ⁞ BUBBY
KENDRA: babe did you order my round trip
KENDRA: they say here that they can't find my flight ?
it was a rarity that they ever went out together, wyatt wasn’t really much of a drinker but they had decided to celebrate their friend’s birthday since he had just returned from another tour in iraq. ---- wyatt was dressed in his skinny black jeans, white shirt and some chelsea boots with a trench coat. his scent was strong, the aftershave filling the room. the brunet was minding his own business, talking with his friends when he seen the male approach his girlfriend ; feeling the anger bubbling inside as he strides over towards the two. ❛ can i help you? ❜
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WYATT : this is the face of someone who misses you vm. WYATT : it’s been too long. WYATT : are you coping without me? ;)

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being british in an american night club was always difficult. his father would never approve of his fake id ; neither would his elder brother, carson. but it’s a good thing that blair didn’t care. he had been eyeing a few people throughout the night, hoping to take one home with him. downing another shot of tequila, squeezing his eyes closed as it burned the back of his throat. when he opened his eyes he seen her. ❛ fuckin’ hell, mate... ❜ he mumbles, dragging his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes rake up and down the girls body. ❛ she’s out a’ this world. ❜ blair doesn’t even finish what he’s saying and he’s beside her, arm resting against the bar. ❛ good evenin’ darlin’... can i get you a drink? ❜
@effervescentts : ❛ i didn’t ask for this to happen. ❜
the brunette was stood in his home, pregnancy test and scan in her hand, gripped so tightly that her knuckles had already begun to turn a shade of white. this wasn’t supposed to happen, olivia didn’t want children, she could never see herself being a m o t h e r ---- the very word making her nauseous. she had no motherly instincts and she most certainly didn’t want to change any nappies. ❛ n-neither did i, alex... i didn’t tell you to have sex with me unprotected and get me pregnant. i’m asking you what you want to do. ❜ she’s frustrated, rubbing her temples with her fingers. ❛ just tell me what to do! ❜
@effervescentts : ❛ i took a pregnancy test. ❜
his face whitens, nothing but h o r r o r covering his features at the blondes words. they hadn’t been trying for a baby, they decided that after the wedding when everything was settled down that they’d eventually start trying. but here they were. he doesn’t allow his fiance to continue her words, instead picking up his jacket and car keys heading towards the front door and slamming it behind him. he must be gone for what seems like three hours, just driving up and down before he returns to their home. putting his key into the door and opening it, stomach is swirling with nerves. ❛ nat? ❜ he calls out, hugging the bag close to his chest. ❛ where are you? i got something. ❜