#wcnderless

         this is all very new to him. not exactly the fact he’s coming home with the person he just went on a date with --- if one can even call it that --- but more so the way their fingers are intertwined as they arrive at the doorstep, said link between their hands happening without dominic even noticing the occurrence. looking back at evan with an effortless and affectionate smirk, the blonde then opens the entrance to his apartment, lightly pulling him inside and pecking his lips before detaching their digits to make his way towards the kitchen. “do you want a drink, or something?” he queries, only taking a few seconds to reach the cabinet filled with various liquors and poisons of other kinds, unaware of the item that lies on the counter and that clearly doesn’t belong to him. 

thanks rayke!! :D

like actually your blog is goals !! 

Amar was hella excited. He was spending his afternoon with two hot chicks and one of his best friends. It wasn’t that he was necessarily interested in any of the girls, but they seemed cute and goddamn they looked good, so he was really not complaining. Alvaro was also one hella cool guy, so this day was about to be lit. They had agreed on meeting at this local burger shop that Amar had never been to. Alvaro said it was the best though, so he trusted his words. As always, the tall male found himself rushing down town, never able to be anywhere on time. “Hey man,” he breathed as he finally got his ass to the spot he was meeting his friend. “I’m sorry, late as fucking always.” He offered an apologetic smile whilst trying to catch his breathe. “You ready?” @wcnderless

            “hey, c’mon... let me give you a hand, it’s no big deal. we live on the same floor so i was heading that way, nevertheless.” ere he frees his hands by placing his phone and keys inside his pockets, digits then grabbing a hold of a couple bags the female just took out of her car. the heaviest ones, at that. “i’m brian, by the way.” | based on 1st one of age gaps aus 

             "look dude, i’m sorry i set your notebook on fire, or whatever... it’s kinda my THING, if you haven’t heard.” fernando shrugs his shoulders, quite nonchalantly at that, right before he grabs a handful of used cliche red cups and shoves them inside the trash bag on his left hand. all the guys in the frat house are on cleaning duty today due to last night’s party. “i’ll fucking buy you a new one, don’t worry.”

 THE WORD ON THE STREET, was that there was a new player on the scene. diego was intrigued to no extent, being the curious soul he happened to be. he tried his best to be welcoming; even if envy could get the best of him sometimes. it was daft and he knew it; he was living his dream, and he should be happy for the others that got to live theirs; share in it with them. that wasn't always as straightforward as he might have liked. that didn't mean that right now however, he wasn't going to make an effort. he spots the unfamiliar player - rafael...he believes he's called. he approaches with a welcoming smile, "you're the new guy, huh?" he asks, arms crossing against his chest. "how are ya' doing? get here okay?"  // @wcnderless

cassandra: today is so cold i can literally feel my flowers dying cassandra: on the other hand i can finally wear fuzzy clothes cassandra: still haven’t decided which is more important