#velourya

❛❛ WOW. it doesn't take much to get you off, huh ? ❜❜ the femme teased, unable to help rolling her eyes at ridoc's antics as she stole a handful of chocolate for herself. ❛❛ makes you a super cheap date too. ❜❜ she chuckled at her own words and fixed her friend with a knowing smirk. it was just another part of their every day banter, and rhi loved how easily it flowed between them. there was never a worry of offence, and everything they said to each other was always done playfully. ❛❛ i'll be sure to let your future lovers know. i'm sure some will like that. ❜❜

 ❛❛ YES. have some patience, young ryan, ❜❜ seth responded, checking his reflection in the mirror. it was just a school carnival, but he knew that summer would be there and wanted to make a good impression. it wouldn't make up for the fight they'd had a few days prior, but the goal was to try and have some sort of conversation in order to fix it.  ❛❛ might you be in such a hurry because of a pretty former neighbour, or do you just really like carnivals ? ❜❜

❛❛ DON'T worry, i know, ❜❜ the femme responded with a nod of understanding. it was typical ryan behaviour; always jumping in to rescue the people he cared about, no matter the cost. ❛❛ and you did, i promise. it's just . . . ❜❜ she let out a sigh and tried to convert her thoughts into words. ❛❛ you know the way that my mom can be. i don't want to give her any more reasons to cause problems. especially for you. ❜❜ a sad sigh pushed past glossed lips and marissa's fingers squeezed ryan's. ❛❛ i have to play by her rules for a while or i'll lose you completely. that's the last thing that i want. ❜❜

❛❛ THEN we won't talk, ❜❜ the brunette responded with a soft shrug. she'd never been the prying type and would never try and force a conversation out of someone if they weren't ready to have it. ❛❛ we can just sit here in silence if that's what you want, ❜❜ she promised, though she didn't hesitate to lay a comforting hand on haley's shoulder. ❛❛ or we can go get the biggest pint of ice cream possible, as cliche as that might be. ❜❜

        allie did know he was coming,   because she would not stop asking her manager if he was until she was told yes.   she’s grown so fond of him,   and he’s been such nice company.   he has a pretty smile and he lets her close and says funny things that always distract her from the nervousness of events.   parties,   she likes.   but events come with so much extra that no one ever tells her about.   it’s more than just sitting still and looking pretty,   at least it feels like it.   but she has to be good,   and go,   and sit,   and be pretty.   however,   she’d gotten antsy,   and so, now, she was hiding,   and waiting for somebody to save her.   allie hears dallas before she sees him,   every bit of her blooming up to see him,   peeking out from under the table she was under.   “ oh,   you’re here! ”

her neck hurts forever and she doesn't care she's yapping his ear off

" @velourya , you know very well , what it's for . " natalie holds a gun with both hands , aiming toward the bright orange fruit ( even though nat will argue it's a vegetable ) . she saw that you could carve them with a gun instead of a knife , and sure it's kind of redneck , but she was curious to see if she could do it . a shot goes off , and she turns to look at him with a grin . " so , any guesses what design i'm doing ? "

@velourya [ colin ] // from here !