#siignz

GIA: also, your friends keep hitting on me and bringing me drinks so by the time you do show up, i'll probably be drunk af.

there’s a clear detachment to his disposition and to the act that he’d just done. he stands there, both hands slipped into his pants and almost looking like he’s avoiding her eyes. was he? “if you don’t like it, i can take it back,” he finally says, clearing his throat as the initial wave of silence washes over. he couldn’t take it any longer. did she like the bouquet and chocolates or not? “there’s a, uhm,” he clears his throat once more, scratching the bridge of his nose for a millisecond as he tries to point out the stuffed toy that he’d strategically placed behind her by the table, “a huge ass stuffed teddy bear behind you, too; and if you don’t like that—”

she likes to think that being ALONE is worse than seeking comfort in someone else, with the pain --- both physical and emotional --- leaving her sleepless for the night. her body’s giving in from the exhaustion, but her mind’s fully awake from overthinking every little thing she’d done for the past week. so she’d gotten out of bed and picked up her car keys, initially just wanting to go on an aimless drive, until she’d finally gotten the courage to drop by at his place. knocking at his door, charity didn’t even stop to think if he’d be awake, her desperation to have anyone by her side just taking over. // @siignz

          “have you settled into your desk? i believe my previous assistant left a... rather shoddy list of things you need to catch up on.”

screams from the haunted house doesn’t faze him as much as the other people in line, looking at the other with a raised eyebrow. oscar’s not as thrilled about halloween as the rest of his siblings were, and frankly, he could care less — and it definitely showed. the boy went as a hockey player for this night-out, complete with his hockey stick by his side, “oh please, halloween isn’t that great,” he remarks almost a little too confidently, “people just want an excuse to dress-up,” / @siignz

she was against having na-ri paraded around the neighborhood for trick or treating, but magu couldn’t really protest against the fact that vincent didn’t exactly have the most time spent with his own daughter. she had the three-month old baby in her arms, coming out of her room as she declared, “she’s a ladybug!” / @siignz

“so... why didn’t you call me?”

i see u and i’m sliding into ur dms now c;