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NATE: i might not make it home before you fall asleep :(

Taylor was definitely starting to get used to carrying another human being in her tummy. She wasn’t expecting it, it was definitely an accident, but she didn’t regret anything. At least that was what she felt. She was glad that the other was her best friend, someone that she trusted, or she would’ve had it difficult from the start. This was her fourth month in and she was starting to show, so that was exciting. “I told my boss that I’m taking a break, but he expects me to be back...” She sighed softly, her lips pressed into a thin line. “I wanna be there for the baby when he or she comes, y’know?”  | @tranquillam liked for a starter, based on this. 

ramsey: ugh i'm so tired and i miss you ramsey: also being a preschool teacher isn't that easy ramsey: could you come over later? ramsey: if not don't worry about it

        He’d explained everything to Sadie. His wife had been understanding, of course she always was, but that didn’t lessen his guilt. However, they were going to work things out, hence arranging a meeting for the three of them. When Georgia arrived in their home, he’d introduced them to each other, keeping his tone formal. He was slightly relieved that there wasn’t any tension or some sort. ❝Make yourself at home,❞ he told Georgia, as he and his wife led her to their dining room.

as usual for asher to go to home parties like this, or at least the wild kind of house parties. he had already bottomed up a few party cups of punch when he started to make his way over to the kitchen for another drink and it wasn’t until then that he saw the familiar face. it took him longer than was normal to respond to it, thinking about how it had been several weeks since he separated ways with the blonde in front of him now and how their last interaction ended. it wasn’t anything good, which made this rather awkward. “eleanor, what are you doing here?” he asked, though the answer seemed pretty obvious.

she’d sigh lightly as she stood before the seated man with a cloth drenched in cleaning alcohol, gentle as she dabbed it to his lip with a frown upon soft lips. “you’re far too old to be this reckless, dan,” she’d chide with worried eyes, guiding his chin to make him turn his cheek to further observe his wound. “you know very well that i can take care of myself. beating up any guy that comes near me is only going to give you a bad reputation.” they both knew a bad reputation led to danger in their neighborhood, and talia was far too protective to risk him atoning for her sins. // @tranquillam​ !!! 

LEAH: is this some kind of game or something?