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brettpthompson :

Brett smiled as he saw her sitting there suffering through the same hangover that he had. “Sorry I couldn’t bring you nachos last night. I’m sure as drunk as we were, it’s probably a good thing that we didn’t meet up because we likely would have gotten ourselves in trouble.” “So next time how about you text me ahead of time and we can get drunk together.” Brett smiled even though his head was ready to explode.

“There won’t be a next time,” Declyn said, raising an eyebrow. She didn’t make a habit of making a fool of herself. “I don’t make a habit out of making bad decisions, and I don’t plan to do it again any time soon. Nachos, however, I will make a habit of. Anytime, any place.”

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brettpthompson :

Brett was dragging himself out of bed after a night of drinking and apparently drunk texting. Brett shook his head what the hell had he said the night before as he scanned through his phone. He saw his conversation with Declyn and immediately started laughing. He adored his counter girl downstairs. As usual he had tried to put his moves on her but she didn’t completely bite. He did have a craving for nachos for some reason though.

Brett got ready and went downstairs looking for Dex. He spots her helping other guests so he waited back until the line was clear. As he sees the line empty, he walks up and says “good morning beautiful” as he presents her with a flower he grabbed from just outside. “Sorry still don’t have any nachos for you.”

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��Not so loud,” Declyn said, the pounding in her head only getting worse when she heard someone’s voice coming from in front of her. “No nachos, no service. Sorry, I don’t make the rules. Well... Actually, I do. No nachos, no services. Those are the rules.” Looking up, she saw Brett and took a breath. She was known to make bad decisions when she was drunk, but luckily the only bad decisions she’d made last night were texting people she barely knew and making a fool of herself on the one night in over a year and a half that she had been drinking. 

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easyferris :

          ‘  well, your loss is my gain  ——  i could eat  THAT STUFF  for breakfast, lunch,  &  dinner.  ’     emerald orbs expand in horror as she rattles off an excessive amount of food, but really, he shouldn’t be all that surprised.     easy had seen  FIRSTHAND  how much grub dex could take down on a good day.     ‘  y’hear that, mere?  ’     he coos at the toddler, a teasing grin sliding on to his lips as his gaze flashes back towards his hungry friend.     ‘  you’re gonna be a  BIG SISTER.  ’

     “that isn’t even funny,” the idea of having another child made declyn’s blood run cold. meredith could be a real nightmare at times -- especially when she was in a mood, and the last thing she needed was a partner in crime. “good thing she has no idea what being a big sister means.” she shook her head and reached for the red vines, pulling one out of the pack and taking a bite. “besides, that would involve having someone to make a baby with, and that is not currently in the cards.”

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nicklucetti :

“Well, like…according to science, condensation and evaporation are a thing. They’re kinda like rain babies or something. The wind’s getting annoying though, isn’t it?”

“Well, science is a dick. Rain babies? Is that a thing?”

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                                                  @nicklucetti

“Honestly, do you think there’s even any rain left? Like, for the rest of the world? Because, it doesn’t seem like it right now.”

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easyferris :

               ‘  talking animals?     why, i can’t  THINK  of anything more fun.  ’     the corners of his eyes crinkle as he beams at meredith, who seemed to be in the midst of a staring contest with the  RAINBOW  of candies on display behind the counter.     he’d arranged the boxes,  ROY G. BIV  style, earlier that afternoon  &  was happy to see his hard work hadn’t gone to waste.     ‘  what’ll it be for my favorite girls?  ‘     he asks,  ABANDONING  his napkin art  &  taking his place behind the  CASH  box.     ‘  popcorn?     gummy worms?     popcorn and gummy worms?  ’

    “Ooh, I haven’t been able to eat popcorn since I was pregnant. I wish I knew why. There’s so much butter.” She said, frowning as she looked at the buttery popcorn. It was almost glowing, like it had a halo around it. “Nah, I’ll take... Nachos, Red Vines, a red Icee, Sno-Caps, Sour Patch Kids, a giant pickle, and for you not to look at me like I’m hiding a second pregnancy. And maybe gummy worms...”  

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ajayers :

When the the rain started, she knew the last place she wanted to be was caught in that damn trailer. She was half-sure it would float away when there was moderate rain, much less a flood. She made sure the ‘Open’ sign was flashing in case anyone else in the South End was looking to escape the elements, but so far, it was just her. She got to work setting up candles in the event the power went out - and she was sure it would. She heard the door open, not turning around yet as she placed the last of the candles on the tables toward the back. “Come on in, darlin. We’re open for the night.”

Declyn had been busy running around the inn for the past two hours -- longer than she’d wanted to be there. Wearing a raincoat inside? No fun. Dealing with unhappy guests who were trying to make accommodations at a chain hotel down the road that was, unsurprisingly, booked up? Even less fun. She wanted to get home and see her sweet girl, but she was starving. “Thank goodness. I was sure everywhere would be closed. I saw a Mickey D’s that had actually closed. Can you imagine?” 

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text message ✉ maggie &

Maggie: water is starting to leak into sugar.

Maggie: tgffi.

Maggie: thank god for flood insurance.

Maggie: laugh at my cleverness.

Maggie: on a serious note, how's everything on your end? staying dry?

Declyn: Cover everything with a tarp. It'll save your flour, etc. Hope your tupperware works well!

Declyn: The inn is leaking, but I guess that's to be expected. We had to find somewhere else to stay, so we're crammed into Easy's apartment with him for the time being.

Declyn: Storm's a real bitch, huh?

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Text || Declyn & Brett

Brett: you're so cute

Brett: sadly i'm all out of nachos ;)

Declyn: tvhat's unfortunae.t prretty girls dheserve nachoks.

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Text || Declyn & Brett

Brett: So I did. So are you telling me you want a drink on a boat?

Brett: Sure sure ;)

Declyn: noooo. i wanvt naxchso.

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Text || Declyn & Brett

Brett: oh drunk dex is so much fun :P

Brett: I never said we had to have that drink in a bar

Declyn: you saikd a drink at the bar

Declyn: im nwot drunk

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Text || Declyn & Brett

Brett: oh dex do you think i'm 18? :P

Brett: I was thinking more along the lines of a drink at the bar

Brett: booty calls bore me...i'm much more interested in finer things in life ;)

Declyn: bawrs are nit the wfiner things cin life bertt

Declyn: yachts and countyr clubs alnd horses raje d

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Text || Declyn & Brett

Declyn: if uxr ipmplying that you want sex for favors shame on u ur fbi

Declyn: i'm off sex o k it turns out sex leads to babies and ii alreayd have one of those

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maggiexqueen :

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

Send ✘ for an unsent text

Send ☠ for a threatening message

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

Send ♣ for a drunk message

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“Look, I know that you’re paying good money to stay here -- I get that. I am, too, but please keep in mind that this is an old inn, and it is prone to leaking. You’re more than welcome to camp out in the ballroom for the night, and I’ll be pulling out the extra linens. I apologize for the inconvenience.” Declan had clocked out an hour ago, and she was eager to go find somewhere a little warmer, and a little less wet to crash for the night, to try and keep Meredith from coming down with something, but with so many unhappy guests, she could barely take a few steps without someone asking her something.