#threetimeskill

                                        ❛ yo !! ❜ 

                    SHE SCRAMBLES TO HER FEET, leaving her sister’s side as dione carelessly scrawls away in a notebook. ebba smiles at the boy, shouldering her bag. sometimes she would drag him to the lake when her sister didn’t feel like going - like today. 

                                  ❛ want to go to the water? ❜

——ϟ “...Y’know, I’d normally take the whole ‘lookalike’ thing as a compliment, but this is just a little too uncanny for my liking.”

Knocking back what little remained of his drink, the glass is set back down on the table with perhaps a bit more force than necessary. Shane was in a foul mood already-- he’d lost his target, the authorities had almost caught up to him, and he was all out of energy, but now he had this to contend with as well? He’d put a bolt through the other’s heart, if he weren’t currently drained of his powers entirely, because no amount of alcohol would mask the fact that they were very similar in appearance.

And Shane’s jumping to all the wrong conclusions, but reckless thinking had always been his specialty. The suspicion is evident in his glare, he already doesn’t trust the other guy-- which would also explain the accusatory tone to his voice, and the apprehension coursing through his system.

         The kisses caught him by surprise, but a smile begins to form on his lips.          Slowly, his head tilts back, giving Jorge more room to kiss along his neck,          the pleasant sensation causing a slight shudder to flood down his spine at          the tingle of lips against the sensitive skin of his neck. When their lips meet,          he kisses back automatically, arms wrapping around the other's neck to pull          him closer. He can't help but to grin at the other, eyes beginning to lid. "Hey,"          he breathes out before their lips are together once more. He kisses back          immediately, threading his fingers through Jorge's hair to get a good hold          on him so they didn't have to part again.

“ Your work outside the Safe Zones is... impressive. ”

          "What do you think about this?" Luis asks, stepping into the room,           arms outstretched as he turns in a circle for Jorge to get a good           look at his costume. He was going to be a werewolf for their party           and he'd gone full out. He had the ripped shirt and jeans, fake fur           attached down along the sides of his face and fangs. The only           thing that was missing were the contacts-- but he didn't want to           put them in before they were finished decorating the house. 

 ( lmao got sent home again )

You okay? :)