#nctorious

   annoyed   that   he   once   again   had   to   save   the   day   and   pick   up   a   drunken   wren,   ethan   simply   pushed   open   the   passenger   door   from   where   he   sat   on   the   drivers   side,   waiting   until   the   femme   slid   in   to   pull   away   from   the   curb. “   easton   didn’t   answer   again   ?   ”   homme   asks,   though   already   knows   the   answer. “   you’re   not   even   my   girlfriend   and   i’m   always   the   one   saving   your   ass.   ”   notes   bitterly,   though   tries   to   hide   the   tone   in   his   voice. 

occasionally selling weed with his friend hadn’t been something that he imagined himself doing but, it did manage to bring in some extra cash. although the brunette never thought that he would end up beginning to fall in love with one of his customers. a small sigh passed skyler’s lips the moment they were face to face, “listen i know this might suck but you need to find a need weed guy. trust me it’s nothing personal i promise,” he spoke as his brown hues avoided eye contact. “it’s just better this way because i want to hold your hand and all of that stuff but i probably shouldn’t.”

       “i know it looks bad," it didn't just look bad. it looked awful, but leonard had always been one to look to the bright side of things. although he was having a hard time finding one now. "but maybe it won't blow over."

––––––––––IS IT ANYTHING new that dylan is in their room right now ? they were going over the next day, fittings, stylings, rehearsal, sessions, the whole thing. but even beyond just regular bookkeeping and making sure they were on top of everything, he enjoyed their presence. at this point, he’s sure he’s spent more time with them than anyone else in his life, let alone his team, making it that much easier to just spend the night in their hotel room. attached at the hip almost, it’s a new teasing sentiment from the press. ‘ you’re getting lunch with me tomorrow, right ? ’

––––––––––IF EVELYN HAD been any more drunk, she probably would have been barely able to remember this night. but here she is, still a bit too drunk, calling her boyfriend’s twin. did it make sense ? no. could evelyn explain it ? no. atlas’ number was the first number on her favorites list, and also the only person she could think of at the moment, making it that much easier to call him and not her boyfriend. so here she is, too drunk to walk on her own, let alone have a proper coherent thought, a giddy smile on her lips. ‘ you’re here ! ’ she’s got a large smile on her lips, more excited than not to see him. arms wrap around him quickly, pulling him in.

Bailey sat up on the ledge of the lifeguard hut that wasn’t in use, she was supposed to be meeting someone and just felt annoyed by the fact she hated being set up on dates or anything of a relationship nature. She’s used to doing it all herself and now with having an agent and her general stardom starting to increase she had to listen to her people. Having to meet with someone was the least favorite part of the day, she didn’t even know who the male was that she was meeting Bailey was only told where and when to meet. @nctorious

“  ever  since  she  left  , you’re  all  i  have  .  ”  @nctorious​  /  based  .

“you know i’m starting to think you are stalking me.” as she ran into the male that she met at the bar some time ago. the femme had been seeing him around more than usual. though she didn’t mean her comment as more than a joke.