#punkdoes

! adfjas thank you, i really appreciate this and the same goes for you. <3 

        of course she didn’t.  those wannabe punk types never do, with their entire ill-founded ideology surrounding pseudo-anarchism to make their dull, white picket fence lives more exciting.  more edgy.  he’d seen enough of it in the 90′s to last a lifetime  —–  still, he supposed, there was little else for a stoner dropout to do than dye their hair blue and wave their middle fingers at whoever was unfortunate enough to be in their way.  it made him sick.       what comes forth, however, is a wry smile and a quick shake of his head.  her comment earns a good-natured chuckle, broad shoulders bobbing slightly with the exertion.        ❛ so i’ve heard.  an admirable quality, at your age, if not… slightly cliché. ❜  

     “ Oh, c’mon, Chloe! ” Max did her best to give her most irresistible     puppy-dog eyes and pout, camera in hand.     “ I just need a few more shots for my portfolio and what better     model to use than you? ” She bats her eyelashes for good     measure, and just in case, she adds, “ Don’t you wanna be on the     Max Caulfield Photo Memorial Wall? ”          // @punkdoes

     She reaches over, pulling Chloe into a grateful hug. She chose not     to let the guilty thoughts of their past seep into her thoughts. She     already knew what mistakes she’d made, and though there was no     way to fully repair all the damage, she was trying and she was just     happy that Chloe had welcomed her back into her life with open     arms. No more mistakes. No more silence on her end. They were     back in action, and Max wasn’t going to let anything mess that up.     “ That’s why you’re the best partner in crime a girl could ask for. ”          // @punkdoes