#raineydayrp

( sms ⇀ adam ) i’m not going to the strip club with you i’m pretty sure i already told you so when you asked me yesterday and the day before it’s 2am go to sleep jesus fucking christ

( sms ⇀ kitkat ) listen, if you can’t make a decision about the apartment thing, that’s completely fine, i understand. ( sms ⇀ kitkat ) but i need to move. so i’ll find someone else to move in with, if you won’t.( sms ⇀ kitkat ) just let me know, because i really can’t afford to waste anymore time.

COLE: what kind of miracle is this. did your sister nag you?

raindrops on roses and whispers on daffodils. it’s almost as if she were made of flowers. delicate and beautiful yet capable of unimaginable growth. they were her friends. friends who she cared for day after day. when the time came she would send them off. that’s what happens when you love something so much. sometimes you just have to let them go. haven worked in a flower shop named persephones garden. the name itself held more truth that most knew. it was her name once upon a time until she changed it. what mother in their right mind would name their child persephone in the twenty first century? she was staring at her orchids just thinking about what a beautiful tattoo it would make when she felt a presence beside her. “hello sir. were you as captivated by the orchids as i was?”

               ‘ do you have an extra guitar pick?  i’d use my own but i, well, i sort of — ’  he sighs out, laughing at himself and at his own stupidity,  ‘ i had mine between my teeth while i was in the bathroom, and i was washing my hands, and it fell down the sink and i’m an idiot. ’  dallas smiles a s he looks at his tourmate, hoping he’d say yes to his request. picks weren't fun to use if they weren’t worn down, at least dallas thought so. 

it wasn’t every day when lura received a client that didn’t want a new house from scratch. this would work out in her favor seeing as how she had something to work with. the only downside was the house itself was a wreck. it had so much potential but the frame itself was weak. the plumbing was outdated. she couldn’t even begin to imagine how the house was still standing. luckily for prosper lu knew she was good. if she can make a house out of nothing then this should be a cake walk. she already had two styles of blueprints prepared along with a few other ideas jotted down. lura owned a property similar to the one he was looking at which meant the meeting would take place. let him get a feel of what could come of the disaster which is his future home. the man in question had just arrived. it hadn’t hit her how attractive he was until now. this would definitely be a problem later on. “prosper it is nice to finally meet you in the flesh. we’ve talked a lot over the phone. i figured it’s time for you to finally see what could come of your new home.”

shit. shit. shit. the pack war caused too much commotion. the witches had gotten wind of it and now had milo on their compound. werewolves were supposed to band together and work against the witches. now because of their fighting they would lose some of their own. this is the last thing that milo wanted. fortunately for milo this wasn’t the first time he was caught by the witches. he had a man inside who wasn’t like the rest. soon he will be able to bust out of here and everything will be fine right? unfortunately he was wrong. the basement door opened revealing the very wolf he was just fighting. milo looked for an opening but the witch had spelled the door. now he was stuck in here with his favorite person in the world. adam. if he wasn’t such an ass, milo would have decided to go out with him. “way to fucking go adam. your pack started this mess. now look where we are. this is why no one messes with you guys.”

Quentin raised a brow at the girl before hesitantly grabbing the bag of food from her. “What did you and Andie do now? Are you moving in? Did Andie finally ask you out? Why are you randomly bringing me food?” He asked this series of questions as he opened the bag to see what was inside. “OH! Curly fries!” Reaching his hand in to fish out some fries, he looked back at the femalt in front of him. “Seriously though, tell me.”