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{ SMS → ana }

ana: okay okay you can

ana: don't get too butthurt when I'm able to kick your ass though

asher: I'll try to hold off crying till later that night

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{ SMS → ana }

ana: you're being a little paranoid, don't you think?

ana: plus who needs self defense when i have you?

asher: I just don't want you to get hurt when I'm not around.

asher: let me do this :/

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{ SMS → ana }

ana: soon of course anything for you

asher: when you get here I'm gonna teach you some self defense moves OK nice

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{ SMS → ana }

ana: im sorry i didnt answer sooner i swear my phone was on silent and i mustve just missed your calls and texts

ana: im okay, i promise. im so sorry for scaring you like that

asher: just get home I miss you

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Maybe the ease Zack showcased should have been non-existent. Making a big scene in front of those who surrounded him hadn't seemed like a good idea. A pretty bad one if he said so himself, and if staying calm and asking questions brought him towards actually figuring things out with the lack of knowledge he had, then he'd do it.He'd suffer through traumatic events to shake the never end frustration that seemed to embody him the second he woke up. Unable to tear his gaze away from the newly introduced stranger, "I scored that?" He asked glancing over at the doctor. "Hell yeah." His right hand up hoping someone would join his palm in order to celebrate his new found knowledge towards something. Despite the effort he put forward he ended up high fiving himself before feeling the slightest bit embarrassed, unable to hold back a shy grin that threatened to surface.

She’s seen the movies, she’s read the books, Claire heard all about these types of situations. More importantly, there was a film made about it with Channing Tatum only a few years ago. However, they were married and this duo were in a steady relationship, sure, but with the mere title of ‘dating’, it didn’t seem as so. Not at their age. “Well, um,” really though, in the stories she heard, they never did ask who the other was while their heart was still recovering from the scare, “we’ve been dating for a while now, Zack.” It felt so weird to her to somehow explain this, which must of been why she was keeping her distance from the hospital bed in the first place. “We even moved in together in the city a while back.” And then it struck her that she hadn’t even introduced herself. “I’m Claire though, your girlfriend.” Taking a deep breath, she even let out with the words that nervously sputtered out nonetheless. “We met at a bus stop a little back. You tried to pick me up, but I rejected you. But, ah, look where we are now, I guess.”

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Dylan O’Brien #Giffoni Film Festival 21/07/14 

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{ SMS → ana }

ana: okay ur definitely on ecstasy....

ana: im fine.... whats going on with you?

asher: I'm not I was listening to the news and something happened and I freaked out because I thought it was you and I texted you and called and you didn't reply and I started freaking out even more I'm just glad you're okay.

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{ SMS → ana }

ana: babe.......

ana: are you on ecstasy..........

asher: I thought you died.....

asher: you're not dead right....

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{ SMS → ana }

asher: ARE YOU OKAY

asher: PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE OK

asher: PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE ANA FOR CHRISTS SAKE

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She hadn't expected her words to cause such a massive reaction, of course she never really was one to think things out before she said anything. Of course most of the time she'd end up apologizing automatically, but circumstances were different when they came to Nico. Of course a mountain of guilt started to form, starting to blame herself for ruining something so soon. As if the list of things wrong with her couldn't run on any longer you could also add that she was stubborn, especially in events like this. "You're excused honestly." Was all she could bring herself to say, exception the shattered glass that now covered a good spot on her roof. She couldn't let him leave, not on a note like this. "You're just going to walk out then?" Her words meaning to come out bitter false anger interlaced into her words. Though the break in her voice at the end of her sentence gave her away.

The boy narrowed his eyes at her as the words left her mouth. He could already feel his blood boiling in his veins only because for once he wanted to be different and Macie was slowly breaking down everything he was trying to build in order for the two to work out. “Excuse me, but are you a fucking idiot? Do I seem like the type to care enough to baby you around? Or maybe you think that I’m gonna be hanging from you now, because apparently I feel something for you? You’re fucking wrong if you think that’s gonna happen cause no matter what I’m still me and before you decide to act like a fucking ungrateful bitch keep in mind that I only said it because I knew you were gonna cough and I know that in any minute now you’ll start feeling dizzy as fuck. Because like it or not you can’t take this and I honestly really dont care enough to tell you what to do so drop your fucking attitude build a bridge and get over yourself. I’m an idiot.” he hissed. The veins in his neck were popping out as the sound of breaking glass echoed into the night as the boy released the grip from the broken now beer bottle, watching the bottle rushing out of his cuts. “I’ll head home.” he said getting up on his feet.

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your character has passed away, and my character is having trouble coping, so they keep calling your muse’s old cellphone. Send me ◘ for the last voicemail my character left.

"I just I wanted to check up on you. People tell me you’re not around. I know it’s dumb, because you’re busy, you’re always busy. You’re fine and you have things to do and picking up your phone isn’t your main priority. I tried to explain it to them, and then they start asking me why I haven’t talked to you in forever and I simply answer with, he's busy. And I guess it makes them mad, but not everyone can handle the truth. I just don’t see how the alternative is any better. I just want you to know that I’m always here. That if you ever find the time to call me back please do. Because I miss you terribly and I love you so much. I’ve been good if you’re wondering, I hope you’ve gotten my other messages. They’re all pretty similar, they have been since the last time I saw you, but I don’t like to talk about it cause everyone was so sad, and everyone was crying, and I knew you’d want them to stop, because you’re that type of person. I hope you’re okay, wherever you are, please call me back.”

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your character has passed away, and my character is having trouble coping, so they keep calling your muse’s old cellphone. Send me ◘ for the last voicemail my character left.

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rp partner: i suppose our muses could be happy for once

me: or

me: OR

me: we kill them

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1: aggressive kiss

2: all over kiss

3: back kiss

4: cheek kiss

5: eyelid kiss

6: fingers kiss

7: firm kiss

8: first kiss

9: forehead kiss

10: french kiss

11: gentle kiss

12: ghost kiss

13: hand kiss

14: jawline kiss

15: last kiss

16: neck kiss

17: rain kiss

18: stomach kiss

19: underwater kiss

20: upside down kiss

send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number.