#fiinalgiirls

"what a thing to say—and on my birthday!" warren scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. going for a smoke break from his own birthday party outside the bar, he didn't think they followed him out there so he could be insulted! quite the gift, that.

"If you're not going to say it I will: we're lost."

@fiinalgiirls

most times, wade tries to keep to himself and prefer being alone. in his line of work, he didn’t have time for meaningful relationships. now, meaningless ones are more his styles. and not just intimate ones either. still, it seems that a certain person is trying to break through his barriers. but he knows better now then to let his guard down around others. now, wade was in his living room, sipping wine and reading a book. even a career criminal has their hobbies. his brows furrow at hearing a knock on his door. he wasn’t expecting company he thought as he place his glass and book down. next, he reaches for his gun beside him. he stands up, walking over to the door, peeping through the hole. sighing of relief at the familiar face, he opens the door a smidge, door lock chain in the way. he made sure to place his gun behind his back. “what are you doing here so late? miss me already?” he chuckles as he cocks a brow. “i thought i told you that it’s best to not come around here anymore.”

“Huh.” Astrid crosses her arms as she and Naoko gaze over her classmate and their mutual friend, cooing at the horses. They’ve been here for a good thirty minutes, when they were all supposed to go to brunch an hour ago. “I see what you mean. She really does love horses.” She glances over at Naoko. “I know I was in a sorority with lots of white girls and all, but I’ve never actually met a horse girl before. What about you?”

     rosalie was exhausted. her body refused to stop aching, her mind refused to overthink every single moment of her life. she coudn’t go to sleep without checking the locks a million times and gripping a knife under her pillow as she got terrible, interrupted sleep. the only good thing in all of it was her, the girl by her side in all the moments she wasn’t alone. she feared being too needy with her, scared she would disappear into thin air if she held on too hard. they’d almost been taken away from each other, but although they’d won it didn’t feel much like success. their friends were still dead. sometimes it felt insensitive to smile, to enjoy what she did have, but she knew that wasn’t a way to live. she wanted to heal, so that was why, as she cuddled into her side on the couch and tilted her head to look at her, she made a decision to try. at least for a night. “i think we should go do something.” she suggested weakly, clearing her throat and then lifting her head to give a cautious smile. “don’t you think it would be nice to, i don’t know... act like a real couple again?”

an EXCELLENT question! rigatoni and i couldn’t decide between alfredo and pesto so I CHOSE BOTH

Now that’s someone she hasn’t seen in a while. Allegra isn’t sure what she expected, seeing that this is a high school reunion. Of course they’d be here: her first genuine crush on a girl, miles, even lightyears out of her league. And of course, they look just as beautiful and stunning as ever even after years. Allegra straightens up, watching as they start walking towards her and her group, her heart racing like she’s fifteen years old again. “Hey!” she greets with a charming smile to hide the nervous feeling budding inside her. “Speak of the devil, everyone was just wondering when you were gonna arrive.”