#fangedandclaws

“ Feeling any better? ” Jasmine asked as she approached the other, two Starbucks cups balanced in one hand. Brushing her backpack off of her shoulder and onto the ground, she dropped into the chair beside them, offering one of the cups in their direction. “ How about coffee? Will that help? ”

   One thing Abel hated was having awkward conversations with Violet. The conversation that he was about to have was probably going to be the strangest. In fact he knew but he knew that it had to be talked about. A sigh came from him but he didn't bother knocking on the front door. Instead he just tried the knob and the door was unlocked. A look of relief appeared on his face but he knew that he shouldn't be feeling thrilled. He forced himself to inhale sharply before walking inside to hear the sound of movement in the kitchen. His stomach was in knots but he forced himself to keep moving. Only to see his ex wife's boyfriend sitting in the kitchen," You might want to leave," he said without even having to think twice," Violet and I have some business to discuss involving our wonderful son."

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"No, man, that's boring!" Dylan chuckled, wrapping his arm around the girl sitting next to him, "I want to do something more exciting than sitting in your basement watching reruns of Who's Line It Is Anyways." Dylan was the hopeless optimist of the group. "You know Sarah Kilby's having a party tonight, right? We should go!"

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“feels like we haven’t been on a date in forever, doesn’t it feel like that?” teddy wasn’t sure what he was getting at, if it was just simple observation or leading to something. “you’re not bored with me laying on you while you watch makeup tutorials and stuff, are you? because i can totally be more exciting... it’s just that you’re the softest, warmest person i’ve ever met.” he mused, looking away as he thought about how much he’d prefer to be in that position in that moment. he didn’t want her to be unsatisfied by any means. “you can tell me, y’know. we can do stuff. there’s that fair later this week.”

“I’m telling you, D... something sounds funny.  There is something wrong and we should have asked someone to look under the hood at the last station we passed like two hours ago.  When there was still daylight,” Isabella complained as the car continued to make less than favorable noises. They’d rented a car to take them on their roadtrip to avoid putting miles on their respective vehicles, but now she was starting to regret it.  “I don’t know how long we have until the next exit, this is a pretty damn deserted road, and -- “ she stopped speaking when the car completely stalled out.  With a sigh, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes.  “Great.”

“’m tellin’ ya. Scotch is the cure to everything.” Really, he was just sayin’ that because it was his choice of liquor. A mischievous grin curled at his lips, brows slightly raised. “C’mom darlin’ you look like you could use a drink–or three. First round’s on me. What do ya’ say?”