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“hey, you don’t have to help.” the male replied with shrugged shoulders. “but i’ll make sure i’ll tell everyone it’s because you were too busy jacking off.”

rowan groaned, continuing to follow mason. this kid seriously wanted him to go and find some twigs with him. “that’s not even the worst scandal about me, actually.” he scoffed, shaking his head. “you’ll never get to me.”

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     it was already enough of a pain in her ass that they had been asking olly to give them a ride into town–a serious pain in her ass. and usually ass pains were a normal occurrence for olyvia.–but now they wouldn’t just shut the fuck up about whatever the fuck they were even talking about and olly had warned them about talking during the drive. with a roll of her eyes she groaned obnoxiously, turning to face the other, “okay, so obviously your frontal lobe is not fully developed." 

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“that’s horrible.” mason grumbled with a roll of his eyes before laughing gently to himself. “you’re not afraid to get a little dirty, are you?”

rowan looked away from mason and back to him, a surprised look on his face. almost astonishment. “horrible?” tough crowd! “that really isn’t helping your twig picking case, bud.”

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she couldn’t help but continue to smile, the aura around rowan inviting happiness and joy. “little one? i don’t know if you’re seeing me correctly.” she joked, her body turning away from him and beginning to walk in the direction of the diner. after walking for only a few seconds, ivy started to hum a tune that would be familiar to rowan, considering he wrote it. “i can’t get that out of my head, you know. i’m not sure why.” 

rowan chuckled at her words, looking down at her. but not that far down. “actually, from way up here, you’re practically an ant.” he squinted his eyes for effect before breaking into a smile. rowan followed her, not recognizing the way that they were going but nevertheless still following like a lost puppy. he nearly stopped dead in his tracks as she started humming a tune. his tune, actually. wait, what? he was beyond confused but continued to listen to what she was saying. “well, that’s weird because... uh, well, i kinda uh made that up?”

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     of course olly had been eavesdropping on the conversation that occurred each time between the petite brunette and the lumpy waitress–three times now, to be exact. the exchange had been all too juicy to just ignore so olly decided to listen in and it has just gotten better and better each time the waitress came around. she was trying to be discrete though, earbud in one ear and her phone in hand. oh, shit! now the feisty girl was asking for a refund and the waitress wasn’t having it. ooooh, this was gonna be good. without even realizing it, olly leaned in and took out her earbud. and then the little ball of fire whipped around and their eyes connected. awkward... and thank god the girl in front of her wasn’t entirely creeped out by olly’s staring. “yeah, you so owe her a refund.” her eyebrows furrowed together as she spoke, her hands folding on the table in front of her. “i mean, three times? really–” she read the name on her name tag. “patricia?”

   the mug that her fingers once held slammed onto the counter with a thud, coffee droplets sloshing over the sides of the cup. “breathe, girl, breathe…” did she not ask for a hot, caramel coffee with three creams and two sugars? first they up-ed the price on the coffee even though just yesterday it was four bucks ( now five ) but they also messed up her coffee order for the third time. no, this would not do. “uh, excuse me?” she cleared her throat one good time. maybe this waitress was hard of hearing. maybe she needed to speak louder. “this coffee isn’t right— again. it taste horrible and frankly i don’t want it anymore. i would like a refund.” her arms crossed her chest almost pridefully. if looks could kill this waitress would have died five minutes ago. she knew she shouldn’t have come to this town. she needed to be home, with her father. not in some ditch place in oregon. “ma’am, i can’t—” the brunettes brows shot up, silencing the other before they could continue. “can’t what? i think i deserve this refund.” damn straight she was going to get this refund even if it was the last thing she ever did. her petite frame twisted in her seat giving the stranger seated behind her a pointed look. “you think i deserve this refund, right? i mean,” she shrugged. “it only seems fair, am i wrong?” her gaze shifted between the waitress and the stranger impatiently. “well?”

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“oh? no?” mason asked with a tilted head before letting out a soft laugh. “okay, then what were they made for, pretty boy?” the male teased before nodding his head towards the forest. “c'mon.”

“yeah, no.” rowan laughs a little too, shaking his head. “they’re...uh, more made for banging things.” he says with a smirk before adding, “made for banging things title of my sex tape!” and laughing. he watched as the other walk towards the forest and with a groan, he followed.

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poisonedivy:

ivy couldn’t help but smile brightly at the male in front of her, finding joy in the fact that he was one of the few people around that she could actually stand. the redhead genuinely enjoyed rowan’s company at an unusual level for her, she didn’t even notice that he attempted to cover up the excitement in his previous statement. “you have no idea how happy i am to hear you say that! i’m starved, and would’ve settled on going alone at this point.”

her smile invited a small smile onto his face, it being so contagious and welcoming. he hoped that she hadn’t noticed his weird excitedness to be going to brunch with her and either she hadn’t or she chose to ignore it but she continued to speak. “well then, come along, little one.” he joked although she was nearly as tall as he was.

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as usual, rowan was quite distracted by the music playing in his head and had no sense of what was going on around him. a sudden waving hand pulled his mind away from the tune he was creating and back into reality. “what?” he asked before his mind had caught up to his mouth. “oh, uh, sure? my muscles aren’t really made for lifting things...”

mason smiled as he saw a familiar face walking out of their cabin. “hey!” he yelled, trying to get their attention as he waved his hand. “i was just going to get some wood for the campfire.” he explained as he pointed to the forest. “wanna join me? i could use some muscles.” he teased, as he waited at the bottom of the steps.

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sitting on the steps to a cabin, tapping his fingers rhythmically to the tune present in his upon the aging wood beside him. he hadn’t been able to get the tune out of his head for days and he wasn’t sure why. rowan desperately needed to get on his drum-set and play the song out but he hadn’t had the time as of late. when he saw ivy, rowan’s face lit up as he was quite happy to see a familiar face. “yes! i’d love to!” he spat out and then tried to recover with a scoff. “i mean, yeah.. cool, whatever.”

ivy pushed her sunglasses onto the top of her head as she walked outside, phone in hand. she had a tank top and some shorts on, her hair tied up. “hey, do you wanna come grab some brunch with me?” she saw the familiar face walking past, and decided to invite them to hang with her.

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yo, yo, it’s kris!! and i’m here with two children o mine… olly and rowan!! i will post a few main facts about them and then add more to their pages on my blog. if you wanna plot or just talk, like this!! i’m so pumped!

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the day had already started out terribly, no, scratch that–shittily. the last thing olly needed right now was one more thing on her mind, she already had like three things on her mind and even that was two things too many. she sighed, hoping to distract herself with some music and try to learn her new choreography by that night. and then there was a disruption, a lanky and quite pale boy kind of disruption. olly ripped out an earbud, the other still blasting miley cyrus at an un-godly volume, before barking out, “what?” he was speaking so fast olly couldn’t keep up. she held up a finger to the boy’s lips. “shush, shush, shush. start over, motor-mouth.”

“um,” vance cleared his throat soft, trying to get the stranger’s attention in front of him. “do you know where the on-site general store is?” his frantic eyes scanned the other’s face as if trying to find an answer before they spoke. his whole toiletry bag, including his pills, had been lost through traveling. it would take a few days, maybe four max, to get them sent to the nearest pharmacy (which wasn’t super nearby). just the thought made his heart race with an all-too familiar anxiety. “i’m sorry, wouldn’t bother you if it wasn’t important.”

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a chuckle escaped olly’s lips at amy’s inquiry, shaking her head at the younger girl. if olly knew anything about anything it was about having fun. hell, there should be a degree on that shit, olly’d ace it in a second. maybe even attend class for once in her life. “trust me, we will.” and that was a promise olly intended to keep. 

“we are gonna go crazy tonight, aren’t we?” the petite wondered, already having high expectations from her first night at the summer lake and she just wanted to make sure that she wasn’t the only one here who wanted to have an unforgettable time. amy was known to be quite the party animal, but even for a campfire at the lake or a classic drinking game she would settle.  “i came here to have fun, you know.” dark hues full of expectations aimed at the other and with a smile present on her features, she curiously raised her brows awaiting their reply.

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yo, yo, it’s kris!! and i’m here with two children o mine... olly and rowan!! i will post a few main facts about them and then add more to their pages on my blog. if you wanna plot or just talk, like this!! i’m so pumped!

about OLYVIA ‘OLLY’ MALCOLM –

age : 25

star sign : leo

profession : camgirl, dancer

sexuality : bisexual

+ : alluring, outgoing

- : destructive, selfish

other : call her olyvia and expect death immediately after

wanted connections : sugar daddy/mommy (omf let’s make it interestin!!!), co-workers, someone from her past, hook-ups, exes (spicy!!), drug buds, anything else you can think of!!

about ROWAN PETERS –

age : 22

star sign : pisces

profession : drummer in a band

sexuality : ugly straighty

+ : charismatic, loyal

- : pugnacious, overly trusting

other : 80s slut, he loves it all

wanted connections: band buddies!!!!!! (pls), childhood friends, best friend, his muse maybe (ooOOoo), exes, “i swear we were only gonna hook up once and now i can’t get enough”s, coffee buds, anything else you can think of!!