#ssultrys

MADELYN: Please don't be mad at me anymore.

        ‘‘they’re here.’‘ he announced after he’d finally found her in the backyard, thinking it would probably be best to be mature for once and ignore their exes but his drunk ass decided otherwise, pleased at the idea of his ex seeing her with someone as hot and confident as darbie was. ‘’i think we should make out, just to make sure this is believable.’’ samuel smirked down at the blonde, pulling her close as he walked backwards towards a patio chair. 

bonnie: you'd save me from torture right

             " hey, feel free to tell me if i’m overstepping any boundaries but — ”   jonah began,  breaking the long silence prior,  fidgeting with the fork he held.  the pair had decided to enjoy one last meal together,  the day before the femme’s wedding,  to commemorate the commitment but also,  solidify that their friendship wouldn’t falter after this day.  “ is this really what you want ? getting married ? ”   since the engagement, he’d kept his opinions on the matter private,  desperately holding onto the selfish hope that it was a passing phase,  a naive mistake,  but so far,  his assumptions were proven to be grounded in empty wishes.  “ you’ve just — never struck me as the type. ”

knocking on the front door of a previous one night stand, clare feels somewhat ashamed. two coffees are in her hand-- although she read online somewhere that caffeine during pregnancy could shrink the size of the baby or something. once the door opens, clare feels like she should just dart. get the hell outta there. “hey. H E Y. i brought you a coffee. i dunno if you remember me. i’m clare. we hooked up like-- seven weeks ago. and i’m preggo. figured you should know.” handing him the coffee, she nods. “and heres a coffee. to lighten the mood.” 

“you’re so infuriating sometimes,” he looked over at scott, fighting an eye roll. “tell me why i had to go and develop a crush on the most difficult, yet captivating, boy on earth. i’m not mad at it, i just want to know how you managed to charm me!” he was teasing, he knew exactly why he liked scott and why he put up with his antics day in and day out. “what i’d also like to know is if i’m ever going to manage to charm you, seeing as you give me no indication as to whether or not i’ve done so. it’s killing me, scott.” he chuckled, he knew he was being dramatic.

         & they’re been stuck in some sort of christmas traffic ( from hell ) for about ten minutes now , and though he’s been in far worse , it’s sort of starting to get to roman . ‘ we’re going to die here , ’ he exclaims as he turns his head to look at the person sitting next to him . ‘ right here , on this highway . hope you managed to prepare your will ! ’ always one for the dramatics .