#martixns

--{ “I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME LIKE WILL SMITH LOVED HIS DOG, SAM IN I AM LEGEND. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR, HM?”

he had been thinking about how he felt about her now that they had started dating again. there are a few things during this time that have brought back some sparks that he’s felt when they first dated, like the softness of her face while she slept, and the softness of her lips on his. it seemed really fucking cheesy, especially for caleb, but god if you knew how in love with her he was when they first dated, you’d understand. even though the feelings between them had faded many layers through the years, with breakup then make up then break up again, then a couple months of space. it was a lot, but there’d always been that lingering feeling in his gut that still had a soft spot for this brunette. it was like a drug that he just couldn’t ride out, but a part of him didn’t really want to, even after all the conflict they’ve faced, the fights they’ve fought and the life-altering events they dealt with. they strengthened each other, in a way. and now hearing those familiar words that he hasn’t heard for years come out of her mouth, he couldn’t help but respond with a breathy,                                                 “ --- i love you too. ”

       Logan had just walked through the door; back from some meeting his father ordered him to be at before treating to cut Logan off once again, “ DON”T smoke that in here without opening a window or everything will smell for the next week. “ He sated mostly at able before kissing the female on the forehead, “ don’t tell him his lazy ass had you siting around the apartment  a l l day? “ he asked the female as sat down on the other side of her.

A large amount of the front room rug had ended up carpet. Ava sat in the middle, grin on her face and happy gargles echoing in the house. Tee was sat on the edge of the couch, dread evident on her face, as the door opened. She looked up and grinned forcefully. “Oh hey sweetheart,” A weak laugh escaped her lips. “We’ve had a lovely time-- It’s been fuckin’ lovely.”

ASTRID SAT ALONE in the usually busy coffee shop, her eyes focused on the detailed sketch she was drawing. The strangest thing about this sketch was it was the only drawing she could produce perfectly. Something the brunette always wondered was why? Why could she only draw this beautiful human female with such vivid detail but not a simple house or flower? Hearing the door open and a person strolling towards the ordering counter, Astrid looked up. Her eyes widened in shock as she watched the stranger recite her order. It was her. It was her drawing in real life.

“No, I just want to know where he is. My cell’s dead.” Again. His cell had been dead a lot lately, like something was sucking the energy out of his electronics. It may have been paranoid, but he was pretty sure that was the actual truth of it. “Hey, can I borrow yours?” he asked, turning to the person waiting next to him. “Deputy dick face won’t tell me where my father is.”

I watched Seeds of Yesterday last night and I’m like ;-;

rachel: I was watching and I'm scared where are you?!