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ezra had been prepared to watch the show, getting comfortable until she locked her phone then turned her head to face him. ❝ is that a good thing? i've never seen the show. ❞ he asked, fingers still just mindlessly running along her hip as he heard the rain outside start to pick up. ❝ that's not my fault, i moved in first, so i got to pick which room i wanted. and don't think that you'll be able to convince me to switch with you. i don't care how cute you are. this is my room. ❞ ezra laughed, resting his head back against the pillow as he looked to her. ❝ best you'll get is me sharing with you, like this. ❞
feeling his hand upon her bare skin left a tingling feeling to sworn through her body, choosing to ignore it as she glances over towards him. "yeah, yeah, you're the nicest person ever for offering me a good place to sleep." locking her phone, she glances up at him before laughing out loud, "i feel like you'll do really well in love island," it was a compliment, leaning into him she gets more comfortable as the rain drops against his window. "i don't think it's fair that you got the better bedroom."
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when he hadn't followed behind her cora only rolled her eyes, opting to pop into her own room quick, pulling on a tshirt. sure, it hadn't left anything to the imagination, as it barely hung lower than her ass, though he'd already seen every part of her so she didn't care. sitting down on the couch she was back to the order when he spoke again. ❝ no pineapple, that's literally so gross. ❞ she commented, adding a few things before tossing her phone over to him. ❝ add whatever you want, i don't know what kind of wings you like. ❞ and it hadn't mattered to her, knowing it was just faster if he added them himself.
head shakes at the female as he sucks in a breath, "see, that's only because you're sneaky and want to see my downfall, maybe your plan is to get me to move out all together," he adds, which he didn't think it was true -- but it was possible. brow furrow listening to his roommate's words, shaking his head once again knowing that she was trouble and it was tempting. "think we have similar taste. . . long as you don't get pineapple on pizza i'm good," he mutters making a face as he turns to get dressed. minutes later, he was out walking down the halls again. "add an order of chicken wings?"
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❝ we can stop tomorrow for that too, a key. ❞ dean agreed, liking the sound of that. it wasn't that he was moving in, but being able to come and go as he needed, not making her wait up while he was at work - or worse, coming to find her sleeping with the doors unlocked. his arms moved back around her, picking the girl up once more as he walked her to the fridge. ❝ this really is not ideal. ❞ the male laughed, as he angled them so she could reach into the fridge without his body blocking the door.
"i should probably make you a key, hm? so you can let yourself in and out whenever you want." nose brushing against his as she smiles softly. "or for those nights when i fall asleep waiting for you to come home from work," waking up to him besides her would be a lovely surprise. the sound of his stomach growling causes her to chuckle, arm securely wraps around him, "we definitely worked up and appetite, hm? carry me to the fridge, so i can get the ingredients out."
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as he made himself comfortable on the bed his arm loosely hung over her body, while he pulled a pillow underneath of his head. ❝ you make it sound like i was the one that woke you up, when really, i'm jus the nice guy offering you a place to sleep. ❞ ezra spoke as he looked to her, then to the phone screen. ❝ i have no idea what you just asked me, but lets do it. i love islands. ❞ he grinned, settling himself in as he had no idea what kind of show was about to come on. ❝ if you fall asleep i will turn it off, don't worry. ❞
"ah -- so, you are a dick," flora muses, although the smirk upon her lips reflected that she didn't mind it one bit.. his random thoughts were often times amusing as hell. "you said that you're debating which means you're not.. well i would still be sleeping if i wasn't rudely awaken." as he plops onto the bed, she glances over towards him before rising her brows. "you wanna watch love island with me? nothing better than reality tv show on a rainy day while we're snuggled up in bed.. and if i fall asleep you have to turn it off. i can't deal with spoilers."
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a soft smile stayed on her features as she looked to the male, shaking her head at this little game they had continued on with. ❝ guess that just means i win, hm? ❞ she asked before hearing his comment about kira. ❝ she's a big fan of her wearing them, she's never told me to. but i guess it's a good thing that she won't be home until much later tonight. ❞ cora shrugged, leaving the suggestion hanging in the air, if he wanted to take it, that was on him. ❝ don't take too long or you'll have to deal with whatever i pick. ❞ she called back to him as she moved to sit down on the couch once more, pulling out her phone as she started an order.
"i knew it, you were begging to get me after our little confrontation earlier, so you decided to embarrass me," obviously, he was joking -- finding it amusing how she was playing along. brow quirks at the female's words, head shaking as he chuckles ever so slightly, "yeah.. you might not care about clothing, but kira? she's a big fan of it." especially since the two roommates didn't seem that close as they lead on. "why don't you start the order and i'll come out in the bit?"
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❝ you smoke? ❞ ezra asked, brows furrowing as it was one of the last things that he had expected her to tell him. something he hadn't guessed, as it was a shock. ❝ definitely just the sun trying to talk you into a bad habit. ❞ personally, he didn't say much when it came to how people lived their lives, but she had said it first, so he was only agreeing. as they walked into the next room he shook his head instantly. ❝ i have no idea if they are being serious or not, but i'm not baking for them. i don't know how, and that's way above my best man duties. ❞ ezra spoke as he looked down at the instructions. ❝ if they're too broke to afford real caterers, that's not my problem. ❞ he knew it was a bad attitude, but they had already decorated, someone else needed to be in charge of baking. ❝ the rest of the party can do that when they get here tonight. lets explore this place instead. we wanna get a good room before anyone else shows up. ❞
"Such a good boy, I'm proud of you." Eden said, smirking widely at the male as she scanned the area he took care off. "Quick coffee break? One thing I could die for right now is a cigarette. But that might just be the sun talking me into bad habits again." The blonde mumbled, peeking up to meet Ezra's gaze. "You're not going to be marrying me, you can tell me your speech." But she was chuckling, head shaking anyways. "But fine, sure. Don't tell me. Guess I'll keep mine a secret, too." Eden playfully stuck out her tongue to him, hooking her arm in his to guide him with her to the catering to get them something to drink. Meanwhile, she was scanning the list of tasks. Brows raised upon seeing one. "150 cupcakes? Do you think that's a joke?" But upon entering the catering it was clear that all stuff to make cupcakes with were there. "They're fucking with us, right?"
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when she posed the question, he had to think about it for a minute, wanting to make sure that he actually had an answer before he started talking. ❝ it depends, do they have a valid reason for not liking her? ❞ he questioned, looking down to the girl as she pulled him in, standing between her legs. ❝ like, is she a terrible person? if they all had a reason to not like her, i might listen, just kind of depends on what the reason was. ❞ it wasn't something that he had thought a lot about, but he could see where she was coming from with the question. ❝ i guess i also don't really care what other people think, if i like you, then i like you. ❞ and he had liked her, but so had his friends, so maybe he was just lucky in that way. ❝ you like me? ❞ he questioned, arms moving around her waist as a smirk grew along his features. ❝ i kinda had a feeling, with you still being naked and all. ❞ he teased, fingers grazing along the exposed skin of her lower back.
Abigail didn't really care how much Isabelle had seen of her body, she was more worried about what she thought of the entire situation. The brunette had warned her friends several times for Chase but Abigail had made it very clear to Belle that this was just for fun. It didn't mean anything, they were just having a good time. She let out the part where it was pretty much fake, but she didn't need to know that. "I didn't expect that." she started as she was being sat on the counter. "So if you were to have a girlfriend and your friends wouldn't like her -- you'd still be with her regardless of what they'd say?" Abby asked. "Speaking for me, I feel like the opinion of my friends and family mean a lot. If they wouldn't like my partner, I'm not sure if I would be able to be with them." looking around, she shook her head at what a mess the bathroom was with all the towels and their clothes around. She chuckled, legs reaching out to tuck her feet behind the back of Chase's legs to pull him in closer. "It's a good thing you like me, though. I like you, too. Thought you'd be one hell to be around.'
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his gaze shifted to her phone when she showed off the photos and he had to smile as she posted it. they did look good, natural even like it wasn't a plan they had just come up with to get people talking. ❝ yeah, it looks real good. ❞ liam agreed as she put her phone down, but it was what she'd done next that had really surprised him. watching as she turned it off then focused her attention back onto him as he wouldn't have guessed that. there was no telling just how many people would see the photo, or had already seen it, and while liam hadn't cared at all, he wasn't sure who in her life might start to be worried she'd lost her mind. when she hadn't moved from his lap the male relaxed a little more, fingers drumming against her legs. he hadn't moved them up farther, not wanting to scare her off as they were both appearing to be so comfortable already with one another. ❝ actually, pretty much none of them have any meaning. ❞ liam admitted with a laugh as his shifted his gaze down to see the one she was tracing over. ❝ it was just something one of the guys and i were talking about, so we drew it up and i let him put it on me. i wish i had some cool stories about them for you, but mostly it's just us messing around between appointments. but i guess that means there are a lot for you to color in. ❞
Sophia's hand moved to guide Liam's hand over her leg a few times until it rested high on her thigh. Her own hand brushed a few times along his chest, finding the perfect and most natural position to take some photos to. After taking a few pictures, she scrolled through her camera roll and not even realizing that her nails were lazily stroking his bare skin. She showed him a picture where you were able to see a bit of his face and smile, her hand on his chest and his hand on her thigh. It actually looked pretty good - and to be honest, she did like the feeling of his hand to her. "It looks pretty hot." Sophia chuckled, adding a filter to it and then putting it into her Snapchat Story, she knew he would watch. Phone was tucked next to him and she remained in his lap, head shaking heavily at his question. "No way. Especially not tonight, he won't get a second of my attention. As a matter of fact-" She took her phone again and pressed a few buttons, turning it off while she showed it to Liam. "We'll let his mind wander for a little bit." The blonde turned her attention back to his chest, letting her fingertips brush along one of the tattoos there. "Do they all mean something? What's this one about?"
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i wanna post some opens so should i do: 1) one liners 2) based from my wishlist 3) dont waste ur time ur a flop
what would we like to see
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the compliment made him smile as he could see the slight confusion on her features. liam had always been able to hide his build under the loose fitting tshirts, always dressing comfortably, but that meant that people were often surprised when his shirt came off. when she got off the couch he turned away, letting her take off the leggings without him watching, so when she came back and gave him a spot to lay down liam had quickly moved into position. it was then that his gaze wandered along her legs, helping her into place against him. in a way it had felt natural, like it was exactly where she was meant to be. ❝ yeah, go head put them wherever you want. ❞ liam nodded as she took a few photos, his hand moving to rest against her upper thigh, fingers trailing along the exposed skin as he let her pose him however she wanted. ❝ i'm not going to tell you what to do, but you can stay right here, i don't mind. ❞ he'd given her thigh a soft squeeze as he let her take the photos, hoping that she could get a good one to post. ❝ are you gonna show me before you post it, or will i just be as surprised as the rest of the world? ❞ he questioned, fingers still tracing along her thighs as he looked up to the girl. honestly, she could stay right there all night long and he wouldn't be upset, his free hand then moved behind his head, propping himself up just slightly. ❝ i guess the real question is, if he texts you - are you gonna go running back to him? ❞
"Yeah but does a Ralph Lauren vest really tell if someone is good enough for me?" It was a rhetorical question because he obviously knew the truth. Lips curled upwards as he mentioned her ex being an asshole, unable to hide her laugh as she kept a mouth in front of her mouth to mute the giggling. "Thank you. You know what -- you're probably just right." Big blue eyes shot up when he stood and his hands moved to his shirt. She parted her lips to object but the sight of his inked bare skin made her simply stare at the several tattoos for a few seconds. "You do know your way to the gym." Sophia had muttered under her breath, eyes peeking up at his face again to listen to his plan. She was just listening and nodding every now and then, picturing it in her head before she shrugged slowly. "Okay, yeah." She nodded again, smiling brightly. "Yeah, that's definitely work, let me just-" she glanced around the room, thinking about what to do before standing up and kicking out her sneakers. "Okay, you lay here" she started, gesturing to the couch before she pushed down her sport leggings and taking them off fully. "And I'll come sit right here..' She continued, moving to the couch again where he sat and taking her phone with her. The small blonde put a knee on either a side of his body and lowered to sit on top of him, straddling him. She put her phone up to and peeked at it as she tried several poses with her free hand, making sure her bare knees and a bit of her thighs were on the photo. "Maybe if you put a hand on my thigh, I can put a hand to your chest?" She questioned, flashing him a quick smile before focusing on the screen of her phone again. The shirt she wore wasn't long enough to cover up much. You could clearly see the outlines of the blank panties. "Got to admit, I'm quite comfortable here.' She said with a little smirk.
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❝ obviously they care about you, they're your parents, they just want what they think is best. ❞ which really was a wild statement coming from the male as he did talk to either of his parents. hell, he didn't even know who his father was. but that wasn't something that mattered right now, they were talking about her. and even though he didn't know her family, he was sure that he was right about it. ❝ he sounds like an ass, and you deserve better. ❞ it was an easy statement, one that he fully believed. ❝ do i think that if you post a photo with another guy he's gonna be calling you the second he sees it? yeah. you're obviously good looking, and he's missing out. he'd be pissed to think that you moved on so quickly. ❞ when she started to come up with some ideas herself he had to smile, happy that she was going along with the plan and it only took a little bit before he had come up with an idea. sitting his shake on the table he wiped his hands on his pants as he sat up. ❝ okay, stick with me here while i say this. ❞ his hands moved to the hem of his shirt as he pulled it off, tossing it onto the ground before looking over at her. ❝ i can lay here on the couch, picture you sitting right here, straddle my waist or whatever. ❞ liam spoke as he motioned to his hips, a perfect place for her to sit. ❝ can put your hands, really anywhere you want while you take the photo. i'd recommend showing a little skin, like on your legs - nothing crazy, just enough to make him think we're in bed or something. drive him crazy. ❞ it was a crazy idea, and liam hadn't known if she would want something like that or not, hell, he didn't know if she'd go running back to the loser, but at least he could do something fun with his night. ❝ or i mean yeah, if you just want holding hands. whatever you think would piss him off. ❞
He's seen the lowest of the lowest. That shouldn't let make her heart ache but it did. Sophia hadn't ever had misery in her life. She couldn't possibly imagine the things he had to go through when he was younger. So sure, she wanted to take his compliment, but it didn't feel good to get into it even deeper. The blonde finished her burger a few bites after Liam did and when he asked about her family, her smile weakened a little bit. "They have a clear vision in mind in terms of the man I end up with, yes." Sophia admitted. "But they just want what's best for me, that's okay." She hadn't really thought about it much. Sophia liked the guys who looked neat, acted like gentlemen, paid for her drinks -- but for her they didn't necessarily had to look like they owned a fix figure company. "He did like to give attention to other girls." Sophia's eyes trailed down shortly but she took her milkshake and sipped from it when she heard him out. His proposal made her shake her head with a smile. "You really think that'd work? Maybe he won't care." But maybe he did and this was a great way of getting back at him. Not to end up in his lap again, but to make him feel, like Liam said. The blonde tilted her head aside as she thought about it. "Okay, well - what do you suggest we should do?" She sipped another time from the milkshake, setting it aside and once again turning her attention to Liam. "Do you want me to hold your hand, or what?" Sophia had to chuckle at the idea, considering another option. "You definitely have to show your tattoos- my rings! I always wear my rings, and I have the same manicure each three weeks. Everyone can tell it's my hands if they're on your body." suddenly she got excited, happy to get some revenge on her ex-boyfriend.
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❝ i'm not going to judge you, it really doesn't matter to me. i've seen the lowest of the low, and you're nowhere near that, so trust me when i say that you're completely fine. ❞ she was more than that, and that more he got to know about her, the more liam had wanted to spend the night with her. even if this was the only time they'd hang out, or talk, it didn't matter as he was enjoying himself. ❝ i told you that you'd like it. ❞ he chuckled as he stuffed a few fries into his mouth as she spoke. everything that she said had made sense and he could imagine that was how it was for all of those girls, the families having a larger say that they should and dictating how they lived their lives. in a strange way it had made him happy that it wasn't something he'd grown up with. ❝ and does your family feel the same way? i mean, the loser that broke up with you - was he one of those walking red flags? ❞ though liam was sure he had already known the answer was yes, if he had broken up with her, he clearly had more than a few issues. ❝ if you're looking to turn the cards on him, and make him upset instead you could - make him jealous i mean, post a picture from here, or of me, or a situation or something. he doesn't know me, but i bet he'd be pissed that you already moved on. even if it wasn't real. make him feel something instead. ❞ it wasn't lost on him that she called him handsome and he was thankful for that, a smile still on his features as he finished up his burger.
She had to laugh at him quirking his brow at her, truly enjoying how they, despite their differences, were just making a laugh out of it. "Everyone judges. And that's fine. If you want to judge me, you can." She had judged him, too. Too soon maybe, but it was normal thing for her to do. "Say no more." even though he was joking, Sophia went along with it and let down her long blonde locks, taking the burger from him. She took a bite, eyes rolling at him wanting to know more about the distraction and shrugging slowly. This time, she waited until she had swallowed her first bite to talk again. Big eyes were staring down at the burger and she gave him a look of disbelief. "This burger's so good.' She mumbled, taking another bite then forgetting she was supposed to be answering his question. Sophia shifted in her seat on the couch to look at him and started. "Most girls come from wealthy families with certain expectations of their boyfriends or the people they hang out with." She started, leaving out the party that it occurred to her, too. "They have white collar boyfriends who take longer to get ready than them, who care only about sports cars and making money and bragging about that, breaking hearts and speaking highly of their selves-" She shrugged slowly. "Walking red flags, I suppose, but those are the kind of guys their parents want them to date. The fact that most of you in the shop look like chill dudes," she paused to take another bite, clearing leaving a stain of sauce on her cheek while chewing. "Who wear whatever they like, doodle on their legs... Everything they're not supposed to like, it's giving them this forbidden bad boy thing that's attracting them, I guess." she shrugged another time, pinkies ever so elegantly in the air as she ate. Etiquette at last. "And of course, I mean - you're handsome. So yeah, distraction."
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he had to smile as she spoke, something liam had enjoyed already - just listening to the way that her mind worked as it was clear they had been rasied differently. while she was close with her family, he had been left to raise himself. ❝ wait, you mean we're not the same person? ❞ he asked, brows quirking before a grin spread over his features. following her over to the couch he had sat down beside her watching as she took a drink from her shake before reaching for the napkin. ❝ you don't have to worry about manners around here, i promise that i'm not judging you. ❞ and he meant it, not only did he have no room to judge her at all, but he also didn't care if she wasn't prim and proper. ❝ let your hair down, eat a burger, i don't mind. ❞ liam spoke as he handed her over the burger, then took out his own before sitting the fries on the table in front of them. ❝ tell me more about this distraction, i don't think i would've guessed that those girls spend their dance time talking about me, rather than practicing. ❞ it was nice to hear, but unexpected if he was being honest. sure, they had popped into the shop from time to time to say hello, but he hadn't ever really expected more than that. unwrapping the burger he took a bite before relaxing back into the couch, hoping that she could feel at ease here, with him.
She was quite surprised to hear that he - apparently - was telling her so much about himself. "Thank you for answering these questions. It's nice getting to know about you. You're just so different than I am." Sophia started as she followed him into the building, glancing around when they spoke. "And that's refreshing, really. You're just really cool, calm. I like that. And yes - you'd be a distraction. I've heard way too many girls about the tattoo boys next door already. They should focus." She nodded to her own words, agreeing to what she said was true and chuckling after. "I wouldn't have lied, I'd just sugarcoat the truth a little to not hurt your feelings." Sophia admitted with a small shrug. "But since you already know what I really think about this place, I'll just let you surprise me on the inside." Once in his apartment, she started silently looking around. It was clean, simple, but it had everything he needed if he lived on his own. The entire apartment was nearly as just her bedroom and en suite bathroom in her parents' house. "It's cute." Sophia said as she looked over at Liam, flashing him a small smile. "Couch is okay." She put down their milkshakes on the table in front of the couch and sat herself down in the couch, taking the milkshake to take a sip. A long, relieved sigh left her lips and she nodded a few times heavily. "That tastes just like childhood." She mumbled with even a scoop full of milkshake in her mouth, a bit of the strawberry flavored sweetness dripping down her chin. With a few chuckles and her rosy cheeks, she took a napkin from the box and cleaned her chin. "I'm sorry, I'm losing all manners in this building." Eyes trailed from Liam, down to the bag he held. Milkshake found it's way back on the table, and small hands reached out, ready to receive her burger. "Promise me you won't tell anyone about me eating all this."
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he didn't mind at all, in fact, dean would rathe stay here with her, no questions asked. there was a part of him that was worried that when she saw the small size of the apartment that she'd pity them, and that was the last thing he'd wanted. ❝ i will stay with you every single night baby, you don't have to worry about that at all. can't think of anywhere else i'd rather be. ❞ the sound of shopping tomorrow was something he could get behind, nodding as he thought about it, then she mentioned the food and his stomach growled. ❝ mm, sounds good to me. didn't realize how hungry i was. ❞
"okay and you don't mind if i ask you to stay over practically like every night?" eyes flickers over towards his features, trying to read his expression as her cheeks began to feel warm. when he seals his words with a kiss, she couldn't resist melting into his lips; digits moving to cup his cheeks. "good, then you'll have one happy girlfriend who will do anything and everything for you." a promise on her behalf to be the best she ever could for him. sweet giggles fell from her lips, "oh, baby you're precious.. i'll be there too! you'll just pick everything out," grinning from ear to ear, she hums. "thinking about an omelette? we can share?"
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❝ i don't know who told you that. baby, i'm always judging, i just usually don't say what i'm thinking. ❞ ezra laughed as he watched the way she hadn't thought twice and making herself known on his bed. his gaze travelled up her body, taking in every single inch of her that the blanket didn't cover. ❝ who said i wasn't going to join? napping in this weather was my idea. ❞ the male spoke as he walked into his room, moving to flop down onto the bed, halfway onto her as he looked to her phone. ❝ what're we watching? ❞
"i thought this was a judge-free environment," she gives him a face before bursting out into laughter. "whatever, don't be mad when i don't give you any space; you better not shove me off either!" she exclaims making a zip to grab hold of her tiny summer blanket. flora makes way into his bedroom, plopping herself upon the middle and getting comfortable. the blanket was half covering her body while she scrolls on her phone. the sound of his voice causes her to glance up. "extremely, i thought you weren't joining? or you just enjoying the view?"
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❝ you caught me, i just couldn't live without sneaking the mat while you were showering. ❞ cora laughed as she stopped in the middle of the hallway when he asked her about dinner. she really hadn't expected them to hang out, but she wasn't opposed to it either. ❝ i could go for pizza. you don't have to bother changing though, we don't really care about clothes around here if you haven't noticed. ❞ she teased, winking at him before nodding to the towel. ❝ plus, you're already covered up. ❞
travis didn't know much about cora aside from what his girlfriend had told him, once thing he did noticed was that she was much chiller than kira. "it definitely did, maybe you snuck in to use the bathroom during my shower and placed it there," he playfully accused, laughing as he nods his head.. seems like this will be one of the many secrets they shared. "have you ate dinner yet? think kira said she was craving pizza, i'll get dressed and we can order together if you want?"
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okay thats not all of my drafts but it is like 90% of them, bless
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