Jun 30, 2015
[SMS: ain’t nobody fucking w/ my clique]: Turn on the news right fucking now. Weasel News.
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[SMS: ain’t nobody fucking w/ my clique]: Turn on the news right fucking now. Weasel News.
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[SMS: Mr. Haywood]: Sir, where are you currently? Mr. Ramsey is requesting all Hunters meet up at his home.
[text:DrLove] Ryan, please tell me you remember me, what we did, and that we wanted to do it again.
[text:DrLove] because otherwise I’m gonna fucking kill someone
[text:DrLove] and that’s your thing
[Text: Ryan the Murder Guy] is dr ryan in the office
[text:HotKing] hey so
[text:HotKing] do you have girlparts too now?
[text:HotKing] ‘cos I mean I was hot before but jfc man
[text:HotKing] I am /gorgeous/
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Remember when Ryan said he was going on a murder break? Good times....
Of (Monsters) and Men
[SMS: Jackass]: Ryan can I talk to you later?
[SMS: Jackass]: In private.
[SMS: Jackass]: Stop ignoring me Ryan.
[SMS: Jackass]: I know you’ve read these, you have the read notification too.
[SMS: Jackass]: Please Ryan. It’s important. I need to talk to you.
just a drink
Smirking a little to himself as he finished up editing an image for Jon, Pat pocketed his phone. He’d been flirting with Ryan for what felt like months, and finally- finally- he had a chance.
Well, probably, given what Ryan had been saying. Whatever. Just hanging out with the man was usually fun, even if it was disorientating. Grabbing his jacket and wallet, he wandered out of his office space to the front of the building.
“Yo, Ryan?”