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   marley: i broke it again    marley: you do deserve better tbh

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jj: i’m not mad, i’m just disappointed  jj: i deserve better.

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  marley: sorry if i lost our streak   marley: i’m not good with commitment :’(

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                 how could emotions change so quickly ? he thought to himself, attempting to school his face to prevent his feelings from being apparent. his immediate relief was replaced with disappointment, and a tiny bit of fear. he had kissed her boyfriend ?  the hole he dug himself just seemed to grow deeper. but what more could he ask for ? she had forgiven him, which is what mattered to him most. it’s not as if they had anything in the first place, they had just met and he liked her, but there was nothing more. “ i think i can manage that ”. he pasted a bright smile onto his face, trying to annul any tension that may have risen. “ would you care to take a seat ma’am ? ”  he spoke in a posh accent, rising from the blanket to help her sit. if anything he was a gentleman, so he offered his arm to her.

with her arms wrapped tightly around her chest, she listened to his speech, his reasons not sounding like excuses, as she’d originally assumed they would; that fact easing most of the tension in her body. he wasn’t here to make up stories and lies about his actions; it was clear that his words were genuine. she opened her mouth to reply, only for her words to be cut off before she even started, marley apparently nowhere near finishing his explanation. bri found herself smiling before he finished speaking, growing from a slight tugging at the corners of her mouth to a full fledged grin by the time he stopped. it was nice to know that she wasn’t the only one who suffered from foot-in-mouth syndrome, the rambling tone of his voice warming her heart it was so familiar. “ if you’ve got plans to try to keep up with this lot, learnin’ how to hold your liquor is probably one of the first things you’ll need to work on. ” her words were an olive branch between them; they were her way of letting him know that she wasn’t upset with him, not really. kissing someone when you’re drunk isn’t a crime, even if it had been her pretend boyfriend. “ you’re forgiven, ” she said, smiling and finally taking a seat on the blanket across from him. “ just please don’t go kissin’ my boyfriend again, alright ? ”

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      his eyes squeezed shut as he heard footsteps approaching behind him. as brianna stood in front of him, he remembered why he did this in the first place. out of everyone he’s met in highland springs, out of everyone he’s met in general, he’s never felt this draw toward a person before, even though they’d just met. “um—surprise? i wanted to have a picnic with you, and i’ve never done it before so i went off of every one i’ve seen in cheesy movies.” he was losing confidence toward the end of his sch-peal, but he knew he had to further explain himself. “ i know that you came to the party last night, i think i might’ve said hi? i feel like i would’ve, but i did a lot of things i wouldn’t usually do.” he trailed off, looking up to the sky. “ i just, really feel like we could have something? we could be friends, or, you know, but i just wanted you to know that i was drunk and not myself, and i’ve never really had alcohol so that hit me hard. and there isn’t really a reason for me to explain myself except for the fact that i want to know you, and i can only do that if you want to know me too, and i didn’t think you would after you heard about last night. you’re the only person i’ve really wanted to know in highland springs, the girls love you and have never met you, and i trust their judgement truth be told. so, this is my apology, and my get to know me type of thing. i hope we can know each other. ”

there wasn’t much about the night before that brianna was interested in remembering. one the one hand, she knew that her closest friend didn’t have such a great time, judging from the darkening bruise around her eye, not to mention the exchange of harsh words exchanged between penny and marley. bri wasn’t exactly sure why she’d chosen to give marley the opportunity to explain himself or whatever it was that he had planned —— lord knows he didn’t deserve it after what he’d done last night. then again, she had no right to the twisting in her gut and the tightening in her chest when she thought about what had transpired between silas and marley. and yet… there was no denying that she was hurt by what had happened, for whatever reason.

she didn’t know marley; had only just met him less than a week before, so she shouldn’t be too shocked to learn things about him she hadn’t previously known. but as far as silas is concerned, his actions made her rethink their entire situation. he had to know how risky it’d been to do something like that, had to have known how much was at stake if either of their parents found out that their entire relationship was a lie. her mother had been quietly planning an anniversary party for the two of them, unaware brianna had seen the fancy invitations her mother had made. her momma would be so distraught to learn her daughter was lying to her about something so important and brianna had no desire to even imagine how disappointed her father would be — or silas’ parents, for that matter.

on the other hand, she couldn’t deny the feeling that she didn’t have every piece of the story. obviously, marley had something to say about it or she wouldn’t be on her way to speak to him at the park. she was wary, now, to share any piece of herself with him, in fear that he’d dismiss it for something — for someone — better. the closer she got to the spot he said he’d be, the more she felt as if her shirt was choking her. the nerves threatened to suffocate her as she tugged on her collar, the action only slightly easing the feeling of trepidation. she saw him before he’d spotted her and her heart sped at the sight of him sitting on a picnic blanket. chest constricting, she walked around the blanket so she was in front of him, not daring to sit or get any closer than she already was. “ what’s all this ? ”

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      marley nodded as the other spoke. “ cool, sophia is six and maurice is three. ” he told, turning to face zeke fully. “ do they live around here ? ”

“you can never go wrong with a gold fish, its a classic starter pet.” he replied turning his head to look over at the dark haired boy. zeke exhaled, squinting his eyes as if it was going to help him remember the age of his cousin. “I think they are like twelve now?” he shrugged not really knowing their true age since he has been gone for what seemed like forever.

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@shutupzeke: @marlini not to be that person but *marley & i

@marlini: @shutupseke shut up zeke

@marlini: @shutupzeke it's a movie about a dog that dies it's so sad = so it's actually 'marley & me'

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  i took my girls there and it was a nightmare ! i thought that sophia was going to get in a cage somehow, and apparently three year olds are too young to enjoy it. so much stress, very little happiness.

                     but—was that french i heard ?

the kids really, really wanna go to the zoo, but all i could think about are the pauvres animaux - all caged… trapped… if only they knew.

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@marlini: someone just said "you're name is marley? like marley & me?" to me and i want to cry :(

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   marley: O.O    marley: i’m 19 actually

   marley: i know how to dog    marley: hows this for dog ??

kane: why do i feel like this is a recent revelation kane: what are you, like 20? kane: should’ve graduated to dog by now at least

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it was a beautiful day, despite how he felt. the sky was the perfect balance of cloudy and clear, it wasn’t too bright and it wasn’t too hot. he drove with his ( windows ) down as he made his way to the park— he could have walked — but then he wouldn’t have been able to carry all of his supplies. marley pulled up to the curb and let his head fall back against his seat. he was so worn down from the night before, he didn’t know half of the things he did, and wanted to forget the rest. ‘ that’s what you get for drinking ’ , he thought to himself, knowing that he couldn’t run from what he’d done. looking up to the sky, marley knocked on the w o o d s t r i p that lined the dashboard for good luck and hopped out of his car. he jogged around to the passenger side, propped open the door, and picked up the materials he’d need for the afternoon. once his arms were juggling everything, he kicked the door shut with his foot and set off toward his favorite spot in the park. 

marley had thought a lot that morning when he’d woken up. he laid in his bed as he thought about the party, and about what kind of role model he wanted to be for the girls, and about how brianna showed up at the end of the night. he had nothing to say for himself except that he was drunk, and that he lost himself in the hype of the night. that was no excuse, but it was all he had going for him. all he could hope for was forgiveness from the people who mattered the most to him. so he’d spent the morning running around town, gathering everything he’d need to make sure that one specific person knew he was sorry. brianna would hopefully enjoy it, and if she didn’t he’d know he tried to make peace with the situation. but of course he would try harder, if she didn’t forgive him, he’d try until she told him to stop.

once he made it to the top of the hill, he set his things down carefully to avoid shaking the basket. first, he spread out his checkered blanket and tacked it to the ground to ensure it wouldn’t slip. then he unpacked the contents of his basket, spreading out all of the goodies he’d made, and some that he’d bought. the feast may not be as elegant as she may be used to, but he this is what he was capable of. there was mac & cheese, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, fresh fruit, and cookies that he’d made with the girls. they’d decorated them with flowers and other designs, and he had made one and topped it with a frosting heart. aside from the feast, he’d brought his blue tooth speaker to hook up to his phone. the last of his things were all part of one collective item. earlier that day, he’d driven out of the suburbs to the nearest florist——which wasn’t all that close, and bought a bouquet of hydrangeas, a heavy vase, and a bottle of water from a vending machine. he poured the water into the vase, and added the flowers. ‘ not too shaby ’ , he thought as he surveyed his work. now all he had to do was wait for brianna.

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m ➡ bri-bee

bri: i guess so

marley: meet me at the top of the hill

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m ➡ bri-bee

marley: hey, would you meet me at the park a couple blocks from eden ave ?

marley: i have a surprise for you

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  marley: once u go hand puppets u never go back    marley: moms know that

silas: what the literal heck why did my mom keep thsi from me

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@marlini: barbara

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  marley: practice makes perfect   marley: i’ll always do better though   marley: i am a natural born champion

clara: they dont love me they love that i know songs from frozen clara: why cant they let this movie die clara: yes okay im gonna come play w/ u but if i succ im going to be mad clara: u have to make me not succ

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  marley: already bought some 4 him <3   marley: i got u sausage ;-)   marley: and a choco milkshake   marley: now i’m headed to my car

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marisol: buy me smth greasy :)) marisol: and a milkshake marisol: bb boy wants sum hashbrowns marisol: hes still hurting me tho dont get him any

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   marley: u can’t lose but u can succ    marley: come ply with me    marley: ur payment is their love and affection

clara: okay but,,, u get paid for this i don’t clara: what’s guitar hero is it a game clara: and is it a game once can lose bc if yes then it’s lame af