#nvrlandstart

aleks: N E ways what’s poppin

peyton :  it’s  that  kind  of  morning  💕 peyton :  i’d  like  to  thank  god  for  cancelling  classes  today

dia has never been big on food trends, she was happy with her bowl of instant ramen and fast food, but there was one foodie she followed on instagram who she kept up with religiously. they always took the b e s t pictures. they) recently they post about a new restaurant that was having a soft-grand opening by giving away some free things, and she has always been a sucker for a good deal. ❝ hey, wanna grab some—❞ she glanced to her phone, checking the name once more, ❝—halal guys? ❞ she looked up, facing them again, an excited grin etched on her face. ❝ there’s this new place that supposed to be a really popular chain from the u.s. ❞

jaehwan’s eyes were still blurry from sleep, his body had coaxed him into a spontaneous slumber over his desk and a stack of paper. he’d been disappointed when he’d risen half an hour later, though truthfully, he’d tortured himself enough. he figured his accidental nap a nice breath of fresh air would be enough to undo all the damage. well, fresh meaning the inhalation of a freshly lit cigarette in the cold damp night air. he shrugged into his jacket, shoving his hands into his pockets to save himself from the chill nipping at his exposed skin. he’d always hated the cold. it was a few brief minutes of standing there working on his cigarette, listening to the soothing ambience of the city before him, before he got that feeling. that inkling that something was off. the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, as his eyes slowly dragged across the night before him in search of anything out of place. was his paranoia finally getting to him? had he officially lost it? it was only when he heard the wheels of a vehicle revolving against the wet pavement. he jerked his head around to see the gleen of a sleek black svu. that’s when he really started to feel something was amiss. he turned his head back in time to catch a face that appeared too familar for him..for his liking. in a moment of panic, he dropped his vice to the ground and stomped it out, moving towards them, “hey!” he called, “you need to get out of here” he spoke hastily, expecting the worst. just in case, he thought.  " ⸺ don't argue. you have to leave right now, you aren't safe here."

                        𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬  𝑰𝑺  𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑻𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬  𝑨𝑵𝑫  𝑰𝑺  𝑨  𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑻  𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻  that  happens  to  everyone.  some  changes  are  good  and  some  changes  are  bad,  but  some  are  terrifyingly  dreadful.  and  it  starts  with  peyton’s  parents  telling  her  to  be  BETTER,  to  LOOK  better  and  it  continues  on  with  alek’s  sickly  sweet  tone  sugar  coating  the  venom  laced  words  rolling  off  of  his  tongue.  and  peyton  looks  and  wonders  if  this  is  who  she  really  is───bright  pastel  outfits  has  changed  into  dark  and  alluring,  soft  warm  eyes  turned  into  sharp  cat  eyes───it  doesn’t  look  like  the  peyton  she  knows,  the  peyton  she  created.  but  it’s  the  peyton  that  aleks  likes,  the  peyton  he  created.  lithe  fingers  traces  over  the  fabric  of  her  tight  fitting  skirt  as  squeamish  eyes  looks  down  at  the  jumbled  mess  of  papers.  her  back  feeling  like  it’s  being  stabbed  by  the  eyes  flitting  towards  her         ❝      look  away,  look  away,  look  away,      ❞         she  mumbles  to  herself  as  she  tries  to  make  herself  look  and  feel  smaller.

zaddy : look  @  my  new  babies  aren’t  they  the  cutest  😌 zaddy : would  love  to  cut  a  bitch  with  them