#natxlie

send my muse one of the following

[ text ]: what the fuck, tally? what’s wrong?

[ text ]: you’re actually kidding me, right?

[ text ]: text me back and tell me you’re kidding cause i have dedicated the last year of my life to caring about you

             With shaky breaths and clammy hands, the boy put together the final touches in the romantic scenery he had left work early in order to set up. His stomach churned each time he attempted to envision the girl stepping into their joint apartment and gazing upon the candle-lit table set with his familiar creation. With the ring box stuffed into the pocket of his worn down denim jeans, each step Cooper took was a beautiful reminder of the girl whose image clouded his brain in every one of his waking moments.

Months have been spent in which the love struck brunette would sit around and conceive the perfect proposal; possibly with a mesmerizing view of Greek mountains or at the top of the Eiffel tower. Unfortunately, the two were nowhere close to financially able for the trip and the eager boy was growing antsier by the minute. The idea of a small dinner for two in their inviting, busy city apartment came to him the night before after he snuck out the ring from the impossible to guess hiding spot as the petite girl was deep in slumber beside him. There would be rose petals from the door leading to her seat, a bottle of champagne he would never bother attempting to pronounce, and his specialty; macaroni and cheese with bacon. After all, they were one of those sophisticated couples, right?

A gentle knock at the door interrupted his thoughts, and just as soon as he could take notice, the bubbling in the pit of his stomach intensified. Muttering the lines he had spent three months rehearsing in front of the mirror, while shampooing, behind the wheel on his way to work, and before his body fell into a deep, peaceful rest, the boy rubbed his hand in anticipation. Cooper advanced towards the door and took a deep breath before swinging it open to reveal the girl he hoped to call his forever.

Adelaide: Have you seen my journal.

Adelaide: The one where I wrote all my shit.

name

Tally (with the heart eyes emoji)

picture

ringtone

Wolf: i uh.. i kinda need you to pick me up...