#royalsanity

    ”I gotta know tonight, if you’re       alone tonight. I can’t stop this        feeeeling, I can’t stop this fire.” so apparently hysteria by def leppard is wes’ choice of song in his clearly drunken state. take him home, please. mind you, he can be fairly violent when he’s intoxicated. you’ve been warned. 

violet: i didn't get on the plane.

romeo: [ + image attachment; https://24.media.tumblr.com/b127abb9d03e19055fc2cb68b7c990b6/tumblr_n01c82gavC1tpc4nwo1_500.jpg ]

misty: hi

leaves and doesn't make the daitlin starter

            “For how long will you be staying here?” The curly haired boy asked to the blonde with her face buried into his pillow. How charming, Jesse. He wasn’t being serious, though. He enjoyed having Callie around and this time wasn’t an exception. “Callie.” Jesse said softly, his voice deep and raspy as he took a seat on his bed, glancing at the girl with a worried expression on his face. “Are you feeling okay? I know you weren’t that good yesterday but maybe you need extra meds for the hangover?” He suggested, placing his head on the pillow to look at her. “Callie.”

            Alena was holding back tears when she found she had ran out of meds. She had gotten to the point she couldn’t live properly without the pills who helped her to control her anxiety attacks due to her OCD condition and Tucker knew that as well. Chewing on her bottom lip so hard it could actually start bleeding, the brunette let out a soft but still audible scream. Burying her face into the pillow, Alena could feel the first tear streaming down her face as her throat was impeding her from scream one more time. “I need --- I need my meds.” She mumbled to herself, focusing her eyes on a dead point.

                 "I'm gonna need you to take two steps back because I need to look at you in the face.......fuck, you're attractive." And you're drunk, Romeo.