#suttonfitzgerald

If you could go Freaky Friday on some people and make them switch lives for a day, who would you switch?

As he walked to Sutton’s place, this was either going to be a huge mistake or a wake up call. All of this felt like a karma slap from what he had done to Sutton and what possessed him to text her was something clear off his mind but it happened and now he was at her door step and soon face to face. “Listen, you were right okay? Stripper ended up bad. Your judgement like anyone else’s are right and now I’m fucked. I’ve got someone threatening me for my family’s accounts and I can’t even do shit right now besides be a pussy whipped boy and stall. This is where you say I told you so. Just get it over with!” Devon explained in one fast breathe. He knew that he had to deal with it and he just wanted to curl up and stay away from everything. 

    Evan had been fiddling around with his cell phone for quite some time, but was always rendered with the same message. Out of range. He was a minute away to throwing the bloody thing into a wall and getting rid of it. But he needed to communicate with his father, which was what he was trying to do in that instant. He ran a hand down his face in frustration and settled on getting some advice. Maybe there was a special spot for service he wasn’t aware about? Swallowing down his stubbornness, the male neared a friendly looking blonde. “Miss? Sorry to disturb you, but I was just wondering if you know where can I get service? My phone is being a dick.”

Text || Sutton