#omari.

leo: do me a favor and promise you'll make sure some loser doesn't take my bed while im gone ://

stella: and don't try to talk about our feelings i truly dont want to !

❛   henrique  julius  thomasine  poliski  the  third  ?  what  a  peculiar  name.  never  heard  it  in  my  life.   ❜  ah  his  beloved  civilian  moniker.  many  a  grand  tale,  outrageously  hideous  and  incredibly  fond  memories  alike.  his  hand  reaches  to  his  jaw  unconsciously  to  rub  at  it,  he’d  shaved  for  this,  it  must  be  misfortune,  whoever  this  is  they  must  have  a  KEEN  eye.  he  doesn’t  know  whether  to  be  annoyed  or  flattered,  poliski’s  reputation  must  precede  him !      ❛   maybe  you  found  my  doppelgänger,  it’s  a  real  thing  you  know,  fascinating.  he  must  be  a  really  interesting  chap  then,  to  have  caught  your  attention.   ❜   charming  charming,  that  comment  is  a  real  winner,  he  can  tell.  and  now  for  the  polite  exit.    ❛   would  you  give  me  just  one  moment,  i  need  to  see  where  my  date’s  gone.  she  might  have  irritable  bowel  syndrome.  ❜   he  backs  away  with  easy  strides,  only  for  his  shoe  to  crunch  something  both  stiff  and  squishy  at  the  same  time,  twisting  around  to  find  how  large  and  royal  (  pun  intended  )  this  error  is.    ❛   ahh,  attans  your  foot !!  sorry  mate.  you  okay ?   ❜      //    @omxriis​

LEO: ive decided to forgive you

A N N O Y A N C E , isn’t the word to describe how stella feels sitting at this crowded bar . from the sound of it , charleston is one bar short which means she’s sharing air space with a bunch of over thirty men who she’s almost certain have wives to tend to . having already texted omari , all she had to do was find herself understanding the value of patience . every moment she spent here was making her skin itch . maybe charleston wasn’t what everyone hyped it up to be . it simply couldn’t be . ignoring the men lingering over her , stella tosses her hair behind her shoulder and continues to sip out of her drink . hopefully he’ll be here sooner than later , is all she can think to herself .

ashanti: its been so longgggg my friendddd or whatever the song is .