#patrick tbt

"not your usual type is it?" trying to keep his voice casual, as their date excused themselves to take a phone call. "if you want my opinion, i think you can do so much better."

#teamtom

More people need to hop on The Bold Type. Listen, I know they did Kadena/Adena dirty and we all felt that. Also, Patrick definitely sucks and Pinstripe isn’t the best character. Yet, we all need to remember its a journey. We know Adena is coming back for at least one episode. Maybe Kat will get closure, maybe not. Also what about Tia? And I personally like Pinstripe even though he does dumb things sometimes but y`know what, they’ve all had their fair share of done goofed moments. A good portion of the fandom either left or gave up after Season 2, but maybe if we wait and just go along for the journey we can all get back to where we used to be.

he couldn't say how long he'd sat there, simply holding them trying not to move in case he woke them up. having a moment where everything was still and he felt calm, was something he didn't want to give up sooner than he had to. still when he finally felt them stir, he made a show of yawning. "morning. you just wake up as well?"

if she wasn't currently passed out in the backseat, he would have killed his sister. one, for getting as drunk as she had. two, for making him be in an enclosed space with deanna. the last part wasn't technically holly's fault, patrick didn't have to offer deanna a lift - but he couldn't exactly leave her alone at the club. not when it was dangerous to leave her alone, not when it was the other woman who'd made sure his sister was going to get home safely. drumming his fingers mindlessly on the steering wheel, he finally let out the breath he'd been holding, deciding to break the awkward silence. "thank you for calling. for looking out for her, and not shoving her in the back of an uber or leaving her behind."

he was used to people using him for fame. he was used to people assuming who he was, without ever bothering to learn who he really was. then, on a dating app of all things, he'd found somebody he enjoyed speaking with. he'd purposely kept his pictures off, meaning he felt safe assuming they had no idea who he was - they simply enjoyed talking to him. meeting at a masquerade had seemed like a decent plan, it kept their identities secret, until they decided whether or not the connection was there offline. having been sent a description of what they were wearing, it was easy to pick them out in the crowd. "mind if i have this dance?"

"it might not be the most interesting night in the world, but...my sister has a premier for her new movie, and i could do with some company if you're free?"