#v: tulpen en madeliefjes

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lilli-of-the-mountain heeft gereageerd op je bericht: "Jan, I want to go shopping." Shopping. Retail...

What is he doing? Is that–…? Lilli admittedly knows nothing about working out but what he is doing right there cannot be right. If she ever gets back to speaking terms with Ludwig, she will ask him. “Yes. Well. Do try not to pull anything, okee?” The last little ‘okee’ is thrown in purely for Jan’s benefit before she disappears.

Oh, it’s part of his routine alright. Standing military press, but the Dutchman is going light today for it’s a cool down.

“I won’t, pft.”

That little word tossed at him has him shaking his head as he puts the weight down to give a light stretch only to practically flop on the floor. A shower will be in his immediate future. 

[koffiehuis-love]

paperworkanddogs heeft gereageerd op je bericht: Hey....... Can I bother you for a while? I brought...

I don’t know, I’m feeling rather young and naïve, I guess. I hate being surrounded by so many older countries. I miss my brother being here too

Well, hate to say but I’m not exactly young here myself. But I wouldn’t say you’re young or naïve. And I’m not your brother but what I am is here.

[koffiehuis-love]

In his tuxedo, Jan is currently hiding in the stairwell, watching the other guests, seeing that they have a good time, worthwhile at the very least. All he would like to do right now is just steal a bottle of champagne along with Lilli and run off to that island. She is so incredibly angelic, so precious in her absolutely gorgeous wedding gown and he is forever so selfish. Not many things in this world take his breath away and stop his foolishly mortal heart the way she did this day. And is he at all surprised?

Hell no.

[koffiehuis-love]

paperworkanddogs heeft gereageerd op je bericht: I fucked up, I fucked up bad. Help

I had a panic attack and almost passed out. Then I think I did pass out

Best way to deal with those is to face it head on and crash into that shit.  I don’t think that qualifies as fucking up though.

[koffiehuis-love]

Enough is enough. The Dutchman is wretched with that empty feeling in his stomach. The one that twists with acid as it burns and he kills it with another cigarette. When was the last time he ate? Fingertips tremble as he light another one, as his car makes turn after turn, that direction of Lily’s house. He was not polite. He did not make a phone call but perhaps Lily would forgive him this one time. Maybe.

The days of solitude, a stifling house, the humming of crickets droning as he sat pondering and drinking on the balcony. The music on the radio was too damn loud but it wasn’t that sentimental bossa nova and electro jazz he normally listen to when he thinks of Lilli. He can’t take that right now. If the colors should shift as he stares down the road, now was a good time as the sound of a shotgun cracks through his head followed by the faint sounds of an annoying gnat in his ear.  A swift hand by his face kills the sound. That goddamn last sentence. Would he ever lay eyes on her again? Why does he have to be so damn weak, why can’t he have the patience as he did in his youth? How is it that in his old age he finds himself impetuous, shaking the bars like an insane animal? He never cared to rush before, and for something perhaps not even he, the business guru extraordinaire with all his skills, can fix. Then again, this is no business venture.

"Days slipping into the next, it was hazy, a blue blur of an endless void and  people, that was my existence. Seems half of them just wanted to fuck me, and I closed the iron gate on them all. Except you.

My hands are bound, do I look sweet enough for you?

I’m on my knees, do I look precious enough for you?

I wanted you to take everything. Was it enough? Do you still want this?

Your smell. Your skin. Your eyes with that moonlight gaze that rips at me, burning, painful and I crave, I need it.  My eyes are vacant, colorless, knuckles hurting from some fight I can’t remember, I’m nearly there and down to my last cigarette.

I want you more than anything in this world.”

Rising from his car, he stands there, sighing morose as he pulls his guitar from the backseat.

Standing on the front lawn, the Dutchman takes a deep breath and a quietness descends as the first chords hit the night, a tremble that seems to find its bold in hopes Lilli can hear him.

@lilli-of-the-mountain

[koffiehuis-love]

@cupcakes-and-british-tea​ from here

I am sure you did a good job. Sometimes, you have to lay it out there and let her ask questions. It clears the air.

Dammit, I haven’t, but I will.

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paperworkanddogs heeft gereageerd op je bericht: I am making sausages

Excellent. Pick up a case of beer

Can do. There is no other beverage comparable.

[koffiehuis-love]

Now Jan understands, it was far easier that all these complications. Maybe Ludwig just needed to get laid or have copious amounts of substances shoved up his nose. Maybe there was no reason for all of this philosophical discussion after all. All this secrecy and coy signings of documents, and Jan would have never really been able to help him in the first place. It was either a complete waste of time or it just took Ludwig a while to get to that conclusion. Either way, the Dutchman shrugged his shoulders, feeling for the keys to his car in his pocket to make his exit.

"Ah. Of course. You do that."

“I might just go to Koen, see if he has any ideas.” Lord knows the man had gotten him into bed how many times, he could always ask for help on that front. 

“Maybe he’ll help me out with figuring things out.”

[koffiehuis-love]

@thistlewhiskey​ from here

“And yes, got something to ask you, now that I have you here.”

Jan rubbed his hands for a moment to think only to glance up at the Scotsman.

“Lilli and I want you to be our best man and the man of honor. We simply can’t have you be one without the other, it won’t work otherwise.”

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apres-moi-ledeluge heeft gereageerd op je bericht: <p>[text] How fast of a runner are you?</p>

Fuck [text] I’m looking for a running buddy

Mmhm.

[SMS] You sure there is not another reason?

[SMS] Something you wanna tell me?

[koffiehuis-love]

lilli-of-the-mountain heeft gereageerd op je bericht: Nighttime. It's always nighttime. That innocent...

“All right.” That answer is good enough for her and Lilli licks her finger before turning the page in her novel. The flat look on her face is enough to hide the fact that she is reading a particularly raunchy scene. “Strawberries are bad, too, yes?” This is more for her personal knowledge than it is book related.

“Heh.”

It’s quiet but amused; who knows what wild scenes she’s reading, as a sly grin is also good about answering her next question.

“Better off as another good kissing fruit. I'll get some tomorrow and you can try it out on me.”

[koffiehuis-love]

[SMS] $128. All mine.

[text: all contacts]

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Ever smoked💨 - $10

Ever drank🍺- $10

Rode a skateboard🏂 - $20

Ever fallen in love 😍🥰 - $30

Cheated 💑💔 - $35

Murdered someone🔪- $43

Hit and run 😂 - $22

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lilli-of-the-mountain heeft gereageerd op je bericht: "Baby?" Lilli's attention is all on her Dutchman...

“Camping, yes.” Lotion is applied and she happily settles under the covers. “Ludwig is arranging the details. You may wish to speak to him. He says that he has two tents but it does not seem right to rely on him so much.” She’ll rely on Jan instead. For everything. “Will the floor be hard, do you think? To sleep on?”

“I’ll be dipped. Alright. Any reason for this sudden interest?”

Jan shakes his head as he also finds himself under the covers.

“Mm, you’re right, we’ll pull our own weight. And yes, mijn duifje, it’ll be hard. You can rest on me.”

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paperworkanddogs heeft gereageerd op je bericht: <p>Does it count as pegging if you're a guy?</p>

So it’s sex but not pegging…. Do you see how confusing my life can be?

Yea, pegging is with a strap-on. But if you got the words confused and you were doing the poking, I doubt anyone would fault that.

[koffiehuis-love]

@thistlewhiskey​ from here

“Man, you guys are always so tense. You all gotta calm the fuck down. If I’m giving advice on being happy, you know shit isn’t right. But you are right about one thing. I am happy to see you.”

[koffiehuis-love]

paperworkanddogs heeft gereageerd op je bericht: *here is a box of puppies to get dumped on your...

Where are all these puppies coming from?

Puppies from the sky. I don’t know.

I didn’t hallucinate them though.