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shit, she really hated this. this wasn’t a conversation she should ever have, and it wasn’t anything gabe should ever have to hear. the man deserved so much better. she took a deep breath, grabbing his arm as he left the party their friend was throwing. “i need to talk to you.” joining him on the front step, izzy closed the door behind them and looked up into his eyes. “i’m pregnant. it’s yours. but don’t worry, i’m gonna take care of everything myself. i ain’t expecting anything from you. i just knew you’d wanna know.”

– // ** brady visited this bakery at least three times a week. it was on his way home from the university, and he couldn’t get enough of it. walking in, he smiled at daniela, having become good friends with her at this point. “hey there, uh, anything new today?” he glanced at the case. “if not, my usual chocolate croissant and an espresso will do.” he added. it helped that daniela was stunning, and her bakery was phenomenal. only a few reasons he kept coming back. “how’s you’re day been? busy?”

                          my top book rec rn is aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe.  i want to watch solo: a star wars story bc it just dropped on netflix   !

– // ** stopping into the ice cream shop after leaving the surf shop to her closing employee, stevie already knew what she wanted. it’s not like she got anything different anyway, after having tried all of the flavors, the raspberry chocolate was her favorite. “one scoop, in a cone please.” she smiled at the cashier, glancing around the shop. she spotted milo there with his son and she gave the two a wave. “hey milo! day off today?” she called out, getting her ice cream and heading over to the two of them. “how’s it going parker? what flavor did you get?”

O F course evan was a nervous boy but i mean who could blame him? he was about to ask his best friend out --- one that he’s known forever. now the pair had went on a little “date” once before and he had enjoyed himself and they had kept in contact and talked about it from time to time. it’s like after that whole thing and they had basically put their feelings to each other out in the open his feelings had grew stronger and stronger for her if that was even possible. so now there he was standing in front of her house as he knew she was probably off work by now, with a handful of random flower’s he had gotten from a cute flower shop that happened to be close by. he used his free hand ( the one that wasn’t holding a couple of flowers ) to knock on her door as he was more nervous then he had been during their first little ‘practice date’ he waited patiently for her to open up but apart of him wanted her to take her time.

B E N T L E Y was probably the sweetest boy and had managed to get himself a girlfriend in high school and things were well between the two but of course at the end of their high school year they had just decided it would be best to go their own separate ways and maybe they’d meet up later in life -- who knows. it had been a usual day at the bakery for the brunette, as he was in his usual spot behind the cash register with the rest of the employee’s somewhere scattered at his job. he glanced up from whatever he was doing to see his ex with someone else and that had stirred up a little bit of jealousy in the boy, it wasn’t much but still. maybe he should’ve just seen if they could work out after high school so it was partially his fault so, why was he jealous? of course he had a smile on his face just to be nice of course when on the inside he wanted to scream.

– // ** he sat at the bar, in the same stool he found himself most nights. a whiskey on the rocks sat in front of him, barely touched, as he tried to get his mind right. and that’s when he saw her, entering as if the world would stop for her. and his definitely did. he took a long sip, enjoying the slow burn as he straightened up a bit in the seat. god, it’d been about a week since he last saw her, but she always had the same effect on him, no matter where he was or what state he was in. “hey.” he smiled, giving her a wave to get her attention. part of him wondered if whatever this was, was going to be worth it in the end. either way, he knew he would never be able to resist her. or be any different than he was. “let me buy you a drink.”