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happy 24th birthday alison piper wood !! ( june 17, 1995 )

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matthewburrows‌:

Matt grunted as he pulled Alison closer in bed, the cold air on his arms causing him to shiver slightly. He pulled the covers over his shoulders before closing his eyes again. But then the covers moved again. “Was’i suffocating you again?” He grumbled, reluctantly opening his eyes. “Sorry.”

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Alison smiled a little, rubbing her eyes slightly. “Just a little,” she responded, looking over at the clock. “It’s alright, I have to get up for a run in ten minutes anyway.”

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matthewburrows‌:

Matt opened his eyes one at a time. First the right, then the left. When he did, he looked around at everything. “Yeah, the view is kinda nice.” He admitted softly as he moved his hand to actually hold hers. “You’re up in the air every day for your job, of course, you’re not spooked.”

Alison let out a small laugh. “Yeah, well I kind of grew up in the air,” she replied. “So at least you’re with me I’m practically a professional at this... oh wait I am a professional at this point. The key is to not look down. Soon enough the wheel will just slowly and safely take you down where you need to go.”

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#my constant mood in social situations

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matthewburrows‌:

“Yeah, okay.” Matt laughed but was still nervous. He put his hand on top of hers, his eyes closing tight. “Why is it shaking, though? I wish it would just stay still.”

“We’ll be done soon enough,” Alison replied. “They do that, trust me, it’s normal. Open your eyes Matt, you can see everything from up here.” She gave his hand a squeeze. “You can trust me. We’re okay up here, me and you. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

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matthewburrows‌:

“Oh, always. Not a day goes by where I don’t enjoy your ass.” One of his hands slid down to give her butt a squeeze. 

Alison smiled. “You better enjoy it, Burrows.”

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archibaldjenkins‌:

“Well, mutually beneficial using,” Archie laughed. “Your dad play too?”

Alison nodded. “Yeah,” she replied, “Back in England. It was the worst going to Hogwarts and playing Quidditch. My brother plays too, on the same team as my Dad. You have no idea how great it is to hear you ask if my Dad played and not just associate me with my father.”

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matthewburrows‌:

“Lots of hard work went into sculpting it, so I’m glad you’re enjoying.”

“As long as you’re enjoying my ass too.”

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matthewburrows‌:

“Because I didn’t want to seem like a lil bitch.” Matt said, a nervous edge to his tone. “Oh god, it’s moving.”

“You could never seem like a lil’ bitch to me,” she replied. “Unless you don’t want to try something while we’re having sex, then I’ll judge.” She had a small smirk on her face. Alison put a hand on his chest, gently. “Yes, it’s moving, that’s what it’s supposed to do. We’ll be fine, I promise.”

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hannahandrws‌:

“I’m wearing my most sensible pair!” Hannah pointed to the winter boots she was wearing. “It just so damn cold here.”

Alison shrugged slightly. “I’ve definitely played in worse.”

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archibaldjenkins‌:

“I won’t lie, it has definitely helped me get better tips, but it’s also the boss’ plan to try and keep the famous people coming back, draws a crowd, you know?”

“Oh so now you’re using me?” Alison questioned. “I’m quite offended.” A small smirk was on her face. “But I’ll pay for my drink, I’ve had too many hand outs that could last a lifetime. It happens when your Dad is famous growing up.”

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matthewburrows‌:

“It’s my ass, isn’t it?” Matt teased, letting his hand slip to her hip. “You can’t resist.”

“Oh definitely. That perky ass is a plus,” she replied.

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matthewburrows‌:

“Good. I wouldn’t want to die on this wheel.” Matt gave her a gentle squeeze as the ride started to move. “I hate heights, did you know that?”

Alison looked at him, taken aback for a moment. “What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

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ivylancaster‌:

Ivy was staring out of the window when she heard the footsteps. She was tired, drugged up, and happy, but still incredibly sad at the same time. When the shadow fell over her lap, she finally looked up. “Oh, Alison, when did you get here?”

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“Just now,” she replied. “Oscar told me you were here. I figured I’d bring you some material to read, also known as some fashion magazines.” She held up the magazines. “And a little gift for you, probably after you’re out of here.” She pulled a small bottle of alcohol from her purse with a small smile.

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hannahandrws‌:

“I can’t feel my toes any more.”

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“Maybe you should’ve worn better shoes,” Alison commented.

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