#mohrsstarter

Just for the record, Blue Ridge babies - I can tell you’re underage. I don’t even need to card you. Go get some chips and stay off the cigs.

quen: even if u decide to take me up on it next year, it's fine. still would b down

So anyway, lemme know if you’re willing to have some extra quality Christopher time this year instead of a gift because I’m kinda addicted to the shitty coffee.

Yes Margaret, I do care about your cat taking a shit on your brand new carpet. No, John Carlo. I did not know about my cousin getting accepted into dental school. Please, keep going. 

“glad you could make it,” quentin said, a slow smirk appearing on his lips as he sat in the booth, sitting back and slouching into it. mooching off of others was something he did all too often, and in most cases it didn’t work out. but sometimes it did. those sometimes made it worth trying over and over again, with whatever dumb plan he could come up with next. right now, all he was really focused on was food, though he’d been considerate enough to wait for the other to show up before ordering, since they were most likely going to end up paying given the fact that he only had about five dollars to his name. “what do you think? one of everything?” he questioned, a brow raising, his eyes scanning the menu.