#the 1975 mood board

[like-a-omen]

Cause they're just girls breaking hearts

And eyes bright, uptight, just girls

[bl33dings-incidental]

if you’re alone in your room… what’s that boy doing?

[tokyocyborg]

no one's gonna save you now

so you better save yourself

[fallin2pieces]

pictures i took at school today because it was spirit week which means it’s socially acceptable to dress like how i always wanted too ?? LONG TANGENT BUT OKAY

[thelovergirlnextdoor]

my comfort song rn and how i view it

[sure-thing-casey]

black opal

[pois0n-me-daddy]

the robbers video is imprinted in my brain

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole - Matty Healy Series Masterlist (completed)

(cheeky little mood board for the series just cos)

Matty Healy x OFC (Lou)

Description: Lou has been George's best friend since they were babies, she grew up with the boys that grew to be the world renowned band: the 1975. Although she got along well with George, Ross and Hann, she simply despised Matty. Belonging to her own band who takes a much needed break from touring, the boys find themselves facing a difficult decision having to ask their close friend Lou to join them on tour to cover for Carly. Events unfold and tension rises between Matty and Lou, but what will happen between the pair? Read here to find out:

Playlist

Chapter 1

Part 1: Part of The Band ❤️📓 || Visual

Part 1: Part of the Band (Instagram AU) 📸

Part 2: An Encounter ❤️📓 || Visual

Part 3: Sex 💦📓

Part 4: Talk! ❤️📓

Part 4: Talk! (Instagram AU) 📸

Friendship head canons

Part 5: Don't Fuck It, You Muppet 💦

Part 5: Don't Fuck It, You Muppet

Part 6: Inside Your Mind 💦

Part 6: Inside Your Mind 📸

Matty doing Lou's aftercare for her tattoo

Part 7: All I Need To Hear 💦

Part 7: All I Need To Hear 📸

Part 8: When We Are Together

Part 8: When We Are Together 📸

Part 9: The Best Thing That Ever Happened 🍭

Part 9: The Best Thing That Ever Happened 📸

Interlude (When In Rome)

Part 10: Step Into Your Skin 💦

Part 10: Step Into Your Skin 📸

Part 11: Id Rather Jump In Your Bones 💦

Blurbs / requests (within he IA universe)

An Interrupted Interview

Part 12: I'm Just Fine 'Cause I Know That You Are Mine 💦

Part 12: I'm Just Fine 'Cause I Know That You Are Mine 📸

Part 12: I'm Just Fine 'Cause I Know That You Are Mine pt.2 📸

Chapter 2:

Part 13: I Couldn't Be More In Love

Part 14: Before You Go

Part 15: You

Part 16: Marry Me

[marsmarauders]

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[jolalibrary]

as someone who lives with music in their ears every chance they can get, for the @swiftiscruff challenge, I wanted to give you all something that means as much to me as the stories I tell: songs. they might not all be for you, or your usual taste. but, one thing I’ve learned from being in this fandom—from getting to know so many of you—is that there are lots of things I enjoy that I never thought I would. your creativity and ideas astounds me, it makes me better, it makes me want to be better. but on top of that, you’re there on the bad days and the good ones; there when it rains and when it’s sunny. your friendships and kindness towards me have allowed me to be myself, when usually, in a lot of spaces, I struggle to be. so thank you. from my liked songs to your ears, I am so grateful for all the friendships I’ve made and the works, gifs, edits and mood boards that inspire me continuously. to everyone who interacts with me, reads, talks, shares or just exists in the same space as I, thank you for letting me play in your sand boxes, thank you for letting me be here and thank you for letting me be your friend. ily all.

Snooze - SZA

Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift (had to do it to them) 

I’m In Love With You - the 1975

From Time - Drake

To Build A Home - The Cinematic Orchestra 

I and Love and You (Live) - The Avett Brothers

Save Tonight - Eagle-Eye Cherry

Carry Me Home - Jorja Smith

R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys 

Unsteady - X Ambassadors 

Funeral (The) - Band of Horses

Fade Into You - Mazzy Star

and here are some other songs that I just love, and wanted to share:

nathan (still breathing) - fred again | jackie and wilson - hozier | across the world - pitbull | sittin’ on the dock of the bay - otis redding | open your eyes - snow patrol | the middle - jimmy eat world | voodoo - gorgon city | happy sad - ocean alley | men in black - will smith | into you - tamia | slide - h.e.r | about you - the 1975 | nina cried power - hozier | never ever - all saints | this kiss - faith hill | in the end - linkin park | all the small things - blink 182 | all the stars - kendrick lamar 🎶

[failedbymodernityxx]

one of them - prologue

a/n: welcome to "one of them", i hope you love this story as much as i do. leave notes and submit asks with your opinions!! love you all!

Prologue

heartbreak. it fucking sucks, some even say there’s no pain like it. there’s always something that hurts more. Heartbreak from different people is what differentiates the pain from me. From a boyfriend, you’re sad for months, from your father, more like your whole life. 

I could beg to be loved, something that felt second nature to me. To want to be loved so deeply is a dream only some can achieve, i don’t think I’ve ever experienced this. 

relationships are tricky. I’m on the road most of the year, every year. I’m in a band, with four guys. I’m in the public eye, nothing is private. Not many people want to date a girl that loves her job more than anything. 

There however was Ben, Ben Willis. We had dated for 3 years, we met in London when the boys and I had moved there, our relationship was easy but so hard. I looked past red flags and now I realized how stupid I was to let him have me all those years. I would have married him if I hadn’t found out he was cheating on me for the entire 3 years. 

I was 18 when we met and started dating, broke up when I was 23, and now at 24, I try my hardest to figure out who I am aside from him. The life we had or the illusion I made up in my head. 

Maybe it was me, maybe it was my fault he did what he did. If  I wasn’t constantly away, he wouldn’t have to resort to cheating on me. Then again, why didn’t he just break up with me when my lifestyle got too complicated for him? 

What if I wasn’t supposed to find someone? What if I wasn’t supposed to find someone like Crystal, or Kay, or Sierra? What if that wasn’t part of my life? Maybe, just maybe, I’m not deserving of the love I give to others.  

That’s a thing, right? Some people just end up alone, I define-

“ Lucy”

I shook my head, snapping out of my dreadful thoughts, 

“ We gotta board the flight”, said Ash, looking at me while starting to walk away. The year was 2018, we were on our tour 5SOS3, promoting our 3rd studio album, and getting back into the groove of touring. 

Once I stood up from the uncomfortable airport seats someone pulled my arm, “ Hey, everything okay? You’ve been really dazed the past few days”, said Calum

“ The whole Ben thing is all”, I said putting my backpack over my shoulder and beginning to walk with him to the door to get our tickets scanned again. 

“oh, sorry you have to go through that bullshit. You don’t deserve it Lucy”, he said walking beside me to the actual plane. Once we arrived at the door the flight attendants directed us to our seats. I was in a window seat, in the same row as Luke. 

Cal, Ash, and Michael were in either the seats next to Luke and me or in front of us. Andy would be paired up with the last guy who was sitting alone. 

I dropped into the window seat, taking a deep breath before pulling my headphones out and beginning to play music. Andy was recording us boarding for the tour diary. We decided to bring him with us because his work was amazing and we wanted to document touring, release week, and overall the experience. 

I was trying my best to block everyone out, it felt like that’s all I was doing. They caught on after I said I wasn’t in the mood to have drinks with them and their girlfriends. I loved all the girls so much, I’ve spent most of my life surrounded by these guys, even when they annoyed me most, I wouldn’t trade them for the world. 

“Lucy”, I heard someone say. I snapped my head to the right, looking away from the window. 

“What’re you listening to?”, asked Andy holding the camera towards me. “ Uh, Somebody Else by The 1975”, I said holding my phone towards him. 

“Ouch”, said Luke looking at me with a joking smile. “ Can we watch Netflix on your laptop?”, he asked. 

“ Yes, yes we can”, I said buckling my seatbelt, motioning Luke to do the same. 

Ladies and gentlemen, please find your seats as we prepare for takeoff 

I sat in my seat, pulling out my journal and a pen, I looked out the window and jotted down a thought, 

Everyone, please fasten your seat belts we are departing Heathrow Airport for john f. Kennedy airport. 

sometimes taking off felt like an escape. for a brief amount of time, everyone’s worries were targeted at the flying plane and not you and every single thought creeping into your mind. 

As the plane moved against the taxiway, I gripped the armrest, I hated takeoff, always listening to music to mask my fears. 

Ladies and gentlemen once the seatbelt light above you turns off, you may roam the aircraft and use the lavatory

“c’mon we gotta finish new girl”, said Luke moving his backpack from the seat so i could scooch.

“Why don’t you watch without me? here”, I said handing him my laptop. 

“Lucy”, he said.

“Just watch Lu”, I said, leaning my head against the window. I sat silently, trying to make him get off my back. The only thing I ever thought about nowadays was my shitty love life, 

it was like everyone around me was madly in love, and here I was heartbroken. 

Calum was head over heels for his girlfriend Margaret, even though they began dating a month ago. Luke and Sierra had been in love for years now, same for Ash and Kay, and Mike and Crystal. 

“Lucy”, said Mike as he turned his body to face me. 

I looked from the window and turned my head to face him, undoing my seatbelt

“Yeah?”, I asked

“We were thinking about going to a bar when we land. the girls will be there”, he said very cautiously. I could see the concern in his eyes.

“Kay keeps asking for you”, said Ash.

“yeah, Sierra said she wants to sing karaoke with you. She even called the place to make sure they had it”, said Luke moving to the seat next to me. 

“c’mon we miss you”, said calum.

“I’m right here Cal”, i said. Not fully understanding what he meant. But in reality, I knew what he meant, I wasn’t the same, and hadn't been for a while. 

“You haven’t been you for a while now. you know it and so do we. come and let loose.”, said Ashton.

I looked back out the window before saying, “Okay”. 

“ Alright boys operation Get Lucy Drunk is a go”, said Calum. 

“I hate you guys”,i laughed.

“ no you don’t”, said Luke wrapping me in his arms. He’s right, I don’t hate them. 

“ you love us”, he said kissing my cheek. 

That was true, loved the four boys more than anything in my life. Except they were my brothers. 

That’s when he came into the picture, perfect timing.

[tokyocyborg]

i'm not afraid of god

i am afraid of man

[systastic]

sissasystem based on these three songs?

No One’s Here To Sleep by Naughty Boy

Part Of The Band by The 1975

NOT ENTIRELY ALONE by The Narcissist Cookbook

only thing we request is that you use irl people as faceclaims! :D if not thats okay too

one sisasystem , made just for you !! :3 hope you enjoy ~

collective name(s) :: laynie, harrison, wendall, wilder, august, arizona, cavendish

collective sign off :: 🌅, 🛤️, their collective name, AMT (stands for amos, maxie & tj), yeehaw [ironically]

name :: amos, altair, layne, sav/saf (safia), bree

age :: 13 to 17

pronouns :: she/her, it/its, zhe/zher, xi/xir, di/der (dirtself), si/sin (sinself)

roles :: protector, persecutor, avenger, fear shifter, candorian

species :: human; embodiment of “sin”

gender identity :: syrvivgender, videretrian, analogix, missinggender, purgatorean

orientation :: cuiporomantic, autosexual

source :: brainmade, songtive (no one’s here to sleep)

aesthetic :: analogue horror, zombie apocalypse, darkcore

appearance description :: “amos is gross” : that’s what everybody says when they look at her. it cakes its hands in mud, lets its hair get greasy, re-wears the same clothes over and over again. zhe knows it’s unhealthy - but zhe can’t stop zhirself. letting xir guard down for even a second could get xem and xeir headmates hurt. di opts for darker, less noticeable clothes that dey can move around in; the more di can move, the less likely dey are to get trapped. si keeps sir hair long (no time to cut it), sometimes snapping it into a ponytail. when si does change clothes, si always keeps one thing on: a black jacket covered in patches si made with sir former friends.

personality description :: amos is most well known for her hostility towards people zhe doesn’t know. new people are seen as possible infected: kept at an arm’s distance, keeping communication to a minimum lest they be potentially hostile. zhe is quiet most of the time, often thinking about how zhey would deal with the worst outcome should it come to pass. (this often involves fighting.) even after befriending zher, zhey don’t get much nicer: zhey always have a backup plan in place in case the other person betrays zheir trust.

likes :: fighting hostile entities, keeping the way clear, survival skills, survival YouTube channels, pocket knives, portable gear, zombie movies where the humans win, first person shooters, PvZ, barbed wire bats, punching people in the face

dislikes :: sleeping, shadows, long creeping hallways that twist and turn, unsettling environments, things that upset the “norm”, zhemself (especially in terms of being a good person), other people, zombies seen as “good”, being called cute or adorable

front triggers :: bedtime (actively fights off going to sleep), physical danger, zombie media, eerie settings, hotel hallways, der source song

signoff :: 🐦‍⬛, ⚾️

mood board :: amos

songs for you :: run boy run by woodkid, enemy by imagine dragons, i love you by woodkid, DARKSIDE by neoni, the phoenix by fall out boy, daydream by ruelle

kins :: ellie from the last of us ; ace of clubs from the batman universe

typing quirk? :: prefers shorter sentences. proper punctuation. opts for simpler words to get the message across. does not capitalize zhir sentences.

name :: tj, frances, miles, wendall, rhodes

age :: 20, on the cusp on 21

pronouns :: he/him, hu/hum, per/pers, roe/roeself

roles :: absorber, optimist, caesian, energetic alter

species :: human through and through!

gender identity :: your typical male. he doesn’t really like labels, as he finds them more confining than they are helpful.

orientation :: bisexual with a preference for men

source :: brainmade, songtive (part of the band)

aesthetic :: wanderlust, americana (specifically wide open plains), campcore

appearance description :: tj is simply incapable of dressing normally. he is that one guy who wears shorts during the winter and long pants during the summer. hum reasoning? “hey, you never know, maybe we���ll end up in Florida today!” per likes to mix and match, but he does have some semblance of consistency: everything he wears is easy to move in and won’t end up with bloody knees if he does some parkour tricks. while he does wear some jewelry for funnies, he almost never takes those camping with him unless they’re designed for extreme conditions. breaking his accessories would be heartbreaking.

personality description :: the most out-there guy you’ll ever know. tj does things that make him happy whenever he feels the inkling to. this can be climbing on top of things, scaling walls, jumping up a tree, driving five hours to see a friend — he cannot and will not be stopped. unlike amos, tj sees the best in people and situations no matter what happens. he sees the silver linings in the grey skies: sure, the game got rained out, but hey… that’s perfect sleepover weather!

likes :: taking things as they come, road trips, long car rides, sporadic adventures, being active, camping, sitting around the fire, walks through nature, natural wildlife, having a good time, fucking around and finding out

dislikes :: people who can’t chill, hyper-specific organization, charters, control freaks, plane rides (can’t see the world go by), over-urbanization, pollution, hostile architecture, people being addicted to social media (he doesn’t get it — why fixate on a small screen when you can see the real deal?)

front triggers :: car rides, sightseeing, camping, being with friends, trips, natural beauty, worldly wonders

signoff :: 👣, 🪵, 🗺️

mood board :: tj

songs for you :: could have been me by the struts, the great escape by woodkid, where is your rider by the oh hellos, someone to die for by hurts, torches by x ambassadors, FUNGUS by the narcissist cookbook

kins :: bennett from genshin impact, indiana jones (allegedly)

typing quirk? :: rambles a heck of a lot, chronically allergic to punctuation, never swears and rather substitutes them for sayings (dangnabbit = damn, flipping flapjacks = flying fuck)

name :: max/maxie, jessie, waylon, cora, wilder

age :: 17 to 19

pronouns :: he/they (alternating), he/him, they/them, thon/thons, co/cos

roles :: apparently normal part, pseudo host, sensory soother

species :: human (asomatic)

gender identity :: cassgender, dazegender, coyotething

orientation :: gay, reciprosexual

source :: brainmade, songtive (NOT ENTIRELY ALONE)

aesthetic :: amateur photography, prairie, rustic

appearance description :: despite spending so much time in the sun and desert, Maxie is soft by nature. their clothes are kept clean and tidy, their hair is a reasonable level of messy, and they take good care of their skin. Maxie opts for large baggy clothing in neutrals and dark colors due to the fact they’re often outside.

personality description :: calm and comfortable, maxie doesn’t lean too hard one way or the other unlike his system mates. they are a watcher of all the things they can see, trying not to take things for granted. thon would love to share thons appreciation for the world with others — but with everything around them feeling like it’s falling apart, it’s harder and harder for thon to get people to listen. cos is horrible with conflict; whenever cos is faced with a problem, they switch out to let either tj or amos say their piece and (hopefully) smooth things over without starting a fight.

likes :: watching the sky, birds flying overhead, talking to people, rustic furniture, country music, playing the guitar, pottery, horses, coyotes and wild dogs, what has yet to come

dislikes :: things outside of his control, natural disasters, darkness, animal abuse, rapid urbanization, people forgetting his name (really, it’s so simple!), being talked over, people who don’t listen, conflict, picking sides

front triggers :: country aesthetics, wide open spaces, horses & horse riding, taking pictures, peace and quiet, howls in the night

signoff :: 🌵/📷

mood board :: maxie

songs for you :: fire by barns courtney, ghost on the shore by lord huron, foreigner’s god by hozier, the mute by radical face, swan upon leda by hozier, o susanna by the smoky mountain band

kins :: none to speak of, but he likes dolly parton a good bit. (and mater from cars, but he won’t admit to that one.)

typing quirk? :: doesn’t quite… finish their sentences. frequent use of ellipses… oh… lots of interjections… always seems a bit distracted.

[torturedtypewritersdept]

ᰔ they call me tee + you can too ᰔ

mid-twenties. she/her/hers. american. bookworm. true crime junkie. gryffindor. wannabe it girl. full-time taylor swift addict. mood board slut. cowboy obsessed. writer, and lover of all beautiful things; especially sunsets, disco balls, + books. rafe cameron apologist, and bucky barnes enthusiast. hopeless romantic. lover of all things 70s. people pleaser.

PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS ✧ storytellingwitht, teeswizzle, illicitfixations

LIKES ✧ sweet tea, cats, cowboys, photography, love stories, sunsets + sunrises, fall weather, christmas in october, true crime docs, podcasts that feel like books, coffee, taylor swift, all genres of music, the sims, holiday movies, binging my fav shows over + over.

ASTROLOGICAL INFO ✧ march pisces (‪ ♓︎ pisces virgo ↑ sagittarius ☾)

FICTIONAL BFS ✧ rafe cameron, harvey specter, jj maybank, mike ross, dean winchester, charlie swan, bucky barnes, steve harrington, ari levino, andy barber, lee bodecker, vinnie pazienza, etc.

CURRENT OBSESSIONS/OBJECTS OF MY DESIRES✧ drew starkey, outer banks, lana del rey, taylor swift, sebastian stan, suits (US), gabriel macht, Patrick j. Adams, moodboards, all things christmas, travis kelce + taylor swift, etc.

WHAT I’M WATCHING ✧ the kardashians (s4), ncis (s3), suits (s5), supernatural (s3), till murder do us part, unsolved mysteries, the confusion killer, sweet magnolias (s3), life after death w/ tyler henry, the impossible, casper, the bounty hunter, the house bunny, etc.

WHAT I'M WRITING ✧ currently working on two requests (h/c) + a suits fic (h/c).

CURRENTLY IN MY EARBUD ✧ what was I made for: - billie eilish, about you: the 1975, used to be young: miley cyrus, get him back: olivia rodrigo, stick season: noah kahan, now that we don't talk: taylor swift (taylor's version).

FILMS + TV THAT DEFINED ME ✧ legally blonde, the breakfast club, forrest gump, pretty little liars, suits (US), yellowstone, good will hunting, star wars, harry potter, the godfather, the sopranos, dead poets society, supernatural, sweet magnolias, bleed for this, topgun, the giver, the hunger games, twilight etc.

[thatbanditqueen]

is there a ch. 4 no one walks out on big daddy snippet? 🤣

Ok, my lover love... you asked for this a few days ago... a week ago? what is time but sand through the hour glass.....

Ughhhh I am going to share that I am having anxiety writing chapter four... the "impostor-syndrome-my-writing-sucks-and-I need-to-read-the-ten-books-i-just-obtained-before-I-can-finish-this" kind of anxiety.... I feel like right now this chapter is just one fluffy wet dream of 1975 Elvis and Becky fondling each other all over Graceland punctuated by a few jealous outbursts and Becky's efforts to win Lisa Marie over ... I just spent an hour trying to find out what year Elvis put carpet on the ceiling in the den until I gave up...

When I initially got this ask I held off on sharing a preview because I thought I would be ready to share chapter four by today... I may still post this chapter today or tomorrow... I'm about 7K into it.... or it may be a few days... please be patient with me... in the mean time I thought I would share the mood board I made and a short snippet from Chapter 4 of No One Walks Out on Big Daddy....

Right now if I had to come up with a title for this chapter it would be "Belle Watling's Vagina," but I am hoping inspiration strikes me with a better chapter title that is both grandiose and classy and adequately captures the atmosphere of Graceland in 1975 and the vibe of the chapter.... which right now is new relationship energy with a hint of foreboding....

Author's Warning: This may change or be completely cut in the revision process... the very nature of this wip is that it is forever fluctuating....

Warning Warning: Mild language... butt slaps...

A Short Snippet from Chapter four��

.... Tentatively Titled: Belle Watling's Vagina....

The white mesh gates opened back and Elvis flicked his cigarillo out of the car window as he steered the yellow Cadillac up the curved driveway of Graceland, a wistful smile spreading over his face. Exhaling, he seemed to relax as he paused the car at the little brick guard house at the right of the gate. Becky rolled down the window and Elvis yelled at the older man standing watch.

“Why hellloooo der Vestor, stayin’ awake I see?”

The guard nodded, and Elvis chuckled, ignoring Becky’s questioning eyes as he drove the car around to the front of the house. Jerry was out of the car first, waiting as Elvis popped the trunk and squeezed Becky’s knee, turning to her, hands grasping the back of her neck as he leaned in to give her a soft kiss followed by a second, more vigorous smack. His fingers tousled her curly locks as he comforted her.

“S’gonna be great…” his voice lilted up into a refrain. “Welcome ta my world… Becky Butt” he grinned, giving her a wink as he slapped her thigh and then turned to open his door.

Elvis pulled himself out of the car and strode around to grab Becky’s door just as she was about to pop it open. Taking her hand, he adjusted his sunglasses and smiled wide as he tugged her up the front stairs behind Jerry. Opening the front door, Jerry glanced briefly at Becky, then told Elvis’ he’d run the bag Becky recognized from Ida’s assortment of traveling cases upstairs. Elvis stopped in the front foyer, his arms hugging Becky from behind as he clasped his large hands around her waist and notched his chin into her neck, nuzzling into her right ear as Becky looked from one side of the entry way to the other. Her eyes took in the scarlet red carpeting that trailed down the grand staircase in front of her and lined all the floors that she could see, punctuated by the occasional white fur rug.

“Welcome to Graceland….” Elvis whispered. Becky’s cheeks began to match the carpet as Elvis hummed “Amazing Grace,” into her neck with a mischievous grin that told Becky he was also thinking about an intimate moment they had shared two nights ago when he had first sung that melody to her. “So… whatcha think?”

Red. That was Becky’s first impression of Graceland’s interior, the color was so overwhelming it was the only thing she could think of was she looked around. Deep, scarlet velvet drapes hung down to meet the carpet at every doorway, lined with golden fringe. To the left, the dining room table was enclosed by high backed deep red padded chairs covered with rhinestones. To the right was a parlor with a long Victorian settee that was, you guessed it, a deep Burgundy color held up by a white wooden trim. Becky momentarily mused that this might be what Belle Watlings' vagina looked like: an ornate opening lined by red velvet drapery that welcomed customers into its cavernous warmth. It was the sort of place a girl would feel comfortable getting an unexpected visit from Aunt Flo. Or perhaps the perfect setting for a villain to hold a clandestine meeting with James Bond. Becky kept all of these thoughts to herself, inhaling deeply as she took it all in.

“Wow… it's … so… fancy… like no where I’ve ever been, that’s for sure…”

Elvis seemed pleased by this response, and kissed Becky’s neck. She murmured at the warmth of his breath on her skin as she continued.

“Gosh… s’not what I expected… S’much bigger than I thought driving up…”

“Mhmmm…. That’s what all the girls say— ouch!”

Becky reached her hand around and playfully slapped Elvis’ face as he bite his lip and waggled his eyebrows down at her. Elvis’ thumb nestled inside inside Becky’s palm, swiping up and down slowly over her soft skin as he led her through the dining room and into the kitchen, where they came upon a short, stout Black woman filling the refrigerator with Pepsi bottles.

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OK - that's it for now. Thanks for the ask and for all the messages and enthusiasm for this story.... please send your hate mail my way and enjoy your Sunday afternoon...

xoxox

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