#mackmontgomery

where: ocean crest rooftop, nov 15th

"Last one," Lucky promises through a cloud of exhaled smoke as his girlfriend approaches him, determined to be in a mindspace where he could actually fully kick the habit in December so that it could be a New Years resolution he would actually keep.

( He's failed to for three years running, but he's naively optimistic about attempt four. )

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

cassidy: it's 3:33 am... and i need you to hear me out cassidy: pixels cassidy: we get matching or at least a duo set of pixels tats cassidy: i''ll do yours and you do mine cassidy: and if not pix, line doodles cassidy: something cute and stupid like that cat I got when I met Wes cassidy: thoughts?

Eyes fell to his hand and then back up to the piece, "Well I'll be damned, yeah, I bet looking at their other stuff it's the same deal. Like Frank Frazetta and feet," Their head cocked, taking a step closer as they spoke. As if proximity to it would give more insight or something. "Not that I blame either of them. Both suck to sketch. They're weird looking by nature...though hands are objectively sexier," She laughed softly, cause of course, museum curtesy, and held up their own as if proving their point. It was weird maybe, but one of the biggest compliments she got from the women she dated were about their hands. Something about an artist's hands just-- well, she was sure Mack got something similar. Especially considering his actually made literal works of art of the skin he touched.

"But I digress. Yeah, the eyes are really cold lookin. Like they're just waiting to catch you up in something," their nose crinkled, leaning even closer before visibly shivering. "Yeah, could you imagine having to paint a model like this though? Not that I'm one of those, smiling makes you prettier, people but-- all I'd be thinking was 'did someone pissed in your cheerios' the whole time or is this just your face?"

what my muse has for your muse’s contact info:

mackie boy💀 // @mackmontgomery

what their ringtone is:

hot girl bummer - blackbear

the last text they sent your muse:

BLAIR: i'm thinking of finally getting a tattoo BLAIR: do you have any co worker who might actually be good at that?

what image my muse has for your muse in their phone:

Chocolate chip — Name a song that evokes emotion in you.

it’s such a bop, but love is a battlefield by pat benatar!

Oreo — Do you enjoy going out on your own or with friends?

well, looks like lately when i go out i look like an escort. so perhaps i should start going out with friends as not to cause any confusion.

Biscotti — When you’re sad, what cheers you up?

watching pimple popping videos. there’s just something so satisfying about them and it just brings me back to my happy place. kinda like you’re getting rid of all this toxic shit in you and in one little pop it’s gone.