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It was always the same routine. A phone call or even a text message was something that Shanley expects regardless of the time. If she could count on both hands of her all of the times she had gotten up during sleep to go and help him out then Shanley would need an extra ten pair of hands for the number to be somewhat accurate. Like she had to be there for him even though, he was the one screwing up his life and Shanley hated on how she had to even witness this time after time. But, she would never dare to speak up and tell him on exactly how she feels about his actions. She doubted that he would even listen to her because the only time he spoke or contacted her was when he was in this state. Yes, she knew that she was being used by him. But, pulling away from this situation is all too hard. The times she had promised him on how she would never let him down. The fact both of them have so much history together. They have known each other for over a decade from school. If she left him alone, she couldn’t dare to deal with all of the pain and how she broke his promise to him. Although, she figured he didn’t know about the promise since all of the times, he was shit faced out of his mind. So this is where Shanley is right now. Doing the thing she did best, being the useful self that she has become. The ride back over to his house was a quiet one while Shanley’s mind had tossed around with how disappointed she truly was with how he had become and being used. Once in a while, the female glanced over at him to make sure if he was in somewhat of a decent condition. With each glance, a sudden anger had started to gain but quietly disappeared because it was useless to get mad at him. The next morning, he won’t even remember how he got home or who Shanley is until the next round of shameless picking up from wherever he happened to be. Pulling safely and parking in his driveway, the female had quickly grabbed her keys and made her way around to his side. Opening the passenger door, she leaned over and unbuckled his seat belt before speaking up, “We’re home now. Let’s get you inside safety, yeah?” Taking a step back, before grabbing his arm and slowly starting to pull him out of the car without giving him to respond to her. Tired, she was just tried. But, putting on a tough face was what needed to be done. 

Rhys had been a bit on the edge for the weekend. All day Saturday and yesterday, he was trying to find his book. And it wasn’t just any ordinary book. It’d been the book he had been carrying around since he was in elementary school, jotting down feelings and lyrics that always randomly got jumbled up in his head to fix later. It was almost crucial that he’d find it before anyone else did, but mainly because he didn’t want anyone to know anything he had been feeling. Truthfully. But, right now – he knew that had to wait until he had gotten finished with having lunch with Peyton. As always, Rhys had no idea what to choose when it came to eating, since all he ever ate was junk food and take out. Besides that, Rhys knew Peyton had to have been cramming in work for her classes and he knew that without a little takeout breaks, she’d go mad. As Rhys came closer to her apartment door, he tried to juggle the chinese take out and the large pizza box he held in his arms before knocking against the door. “Hey, Pey! Open up, will ya?”

um um um, one character i’m actually thinking about bringing in…. was a character that actually died in an old 1x1 because she was probably one of my favorite muses ever but also someone i’m thinking about bringing in is gracie, who’s my most recent muse from my old 1x1 blog. i started her off with practically everything since she grew up and she’s been studying dance for almost fourteen years, so you can say she’s had her whole career and future planned out for her but then she ended up hurting her leg during audition week. needless to say, her parents are and always have been about having your future planned out and having money, so when she knew she couldn’t provide that and couldn’t really hold up on that end that her parents expected her to, she got as much money as she could and she left. so… yeah. alskdjalkdja.

It felt crazy, seeing the other after so many years. But what was even more crazy? — The other was getting married. Jackson came back to the town only a few days ago and the last thing he expected to happen was bumping into his ex, someone who he tried to forget and move on from for such a long time. And after sitting down for a cup of coffee and him hearing the news, he couldn't help but to feel a little sad. A little disappointed. Not that he wasn't happy for them, of course he was, but it hurt a little. Maybe he still had feelings for them. “Your wedding is in two weeks? — Wow. Um- yeah. Yeah, of course I'll come.” He tried to fake a smile, nodding his head.

evan had been up all night with sophie, trying to get the baby to sleep but she wouldn’t. she wouldn’t fucking sleep and evan knew he couldn’t blame the kid but there was a bitter taste in his mouth. “come on,” he whispered, rocking the tiny child in his arms. he had a couple of brothers, he was the oldest, and he remembers having to take care of them since they were in diapers -- though nothing prepared him for this. when his parents found out about it, they had shown their displeasure. they hated that he picked to be a psychologist, though he wouldn’t graduate until next year, they didn’t like that he visited ben in the hospital; he was practically dead to them. the house was big, the one that their best friends left. all of the memories they had, when evan was the best man, ainsley the maid of honor; they had always been in each others lives and now they were living together, and evan didn’t hate her, he just wasn’t too keen with her. “can you help me please?” he called from the baby’s room. they slept in different rooms not able to handle being around each other unless they had to. 

do i ever! :D r u on skype rn bc if so im abt to go ham on u real quick (:

Noemi was unlocking her door when she saw one of the most adorable dogs she had ever seen in the corner of her eye. Noemi being… well, Noemi - she had to put all of the bags she had with her down and kneel down to pet the dog. Noemi loved animals, they were her everything. “I hope you don't mind— I'm so sorry, but I've never seen a dog this adorable. It must be a half-breed, is it?” She smiled widely as she kept petting the dog. “Do you live here? — I feel like I haven't seen you here before. Or the dog. Trust me— I'd remember.” She chuckled.

<3 <3 <3 so excited to rp with you cutie i’ve missed you!!!