I’m sorry by the way…
i’m kissing everyone on the forehead goodbye buuut i’m not done playing harry jus yet (or andi and noah and kenna) soo if you wanna 1x1 or rp a specific plot still (or any new plot), you have my kik. i don’t think i’ll be doing groups anymore, but i’d still like to write my muses out through 1x1s. i’d love to 1x1 with everyone so hmu here or on kik or something bc otherwise i’ll assume that i’m bugging you and probably won’t message u first
or message me on @susrpc
but also, thank you for putting up with us this long!! overall i truly have enjoyed rping my muses with you guys
Seducing you? Oh, Styles - Don’t flatter yourself. Trust me, and I rather not go back to those dark dark days - Uh, it makes my skin crawl. Shivers. Booked? Oh, so who has your services tonight? Adrian back in town? Or is this that Emily one? Emily- is that her name? I want to unpack and take great instagram photos to show everyone how great my house is and my life is perfect, once again. Oh you’re so weak. I won’t even bother asking you to my Australian palace for New Years.
It’s okay, Laura. There’s no shame in admitting that I gave you several orgasms. Don’t worry, Logan can’t hear us. Neither, actually. I’ve got a hot date with the Azoffs tonight. Adrian’s practically an apparition in my life at the moment. Last time I saw her, she was practically telling me to sod off. And Emily.. Emilia -- let’s not be a dick about it, yeah? You could always go for the au naturel snap by the pool and call it a day. It’s the right of passage for every LA model. I’ll even let you use my face to censor the privy parts. Let’s be real, no one’s going to fly all the way to Australia for some New Year’s Eve party.
iMessage 🔸 Logan
iMessage 🔸 lacey
iMessage 🔸 Wren
[text] just the whole concept of it seems impossible at times. you know, coming back and living a whole new life. not really remembering the old one and all that. kind of depressing, too. [text] well look at all those ideas you've got twisting around in your head [text] gotta say that i think i like the picture with you in it too [text] like i said, guess we'll just have to see who travels first, yeah? [text] ah, what? not good with small towns anymore, styles?
[text] Depressing? I find it gripping. The prospect of having a fraction of your soul all across the world, I mean[text] So it’s just a matter of which one us breaks first, then?[text] Oh, but Holmes Chapel isn’t even a small town. It’s a village. It’s a no-brainer, really. You haven’t got much to do besides walking in circles. Sometimes two times over the village in one day
[text] most of the time, yes. other times it seems impossible [text] ah, coming back to new york then? i suppose i could keep out of the wine until you get here. [text] guess they are. who knows? maybe i'll be flying back to la with you the next time [text] you really want to do that? that all sounds really nice actually [text] getting started sometime soon, i think. few months? [text] don't know. do you normally watch your mums daytime shows?
[text] Yeah? Impossible how? I think the soul never dies. When you die, a part of your soul just passes to a different entity[text] Or maybe I’ve just had too much to smoke[text] I’m bound to go back there eventually. I don’t know when exactly, but one day. As for the wine… I’d be lying if I said I can’t imagine you perched on a counter somewhere in that house in silk with Frank Sinatra in the background and a glass of wine in front of you[text] but I much prefer the scenario where I’m in that picture too[text] Only when I’m in Holmes Chapel. It gets pretty boring and the plots only thicken more and more every time I visit
It’s that obvious? I tried pretending to seem at least somewhat happy today but that came to a rapid end when the person behind me stole my coffee when I was fishing for change in my purse, needless to say, I’m running low on caffeine. What about you, Styles? Why the sudden desire to leave this all behind?
You’re very easy to see through, you know. It’s the eyes, I think. They give you away much too often. That’s LA for you. I would have at least gone for a purse or something. If you’re looking for caffeine, there isn’t a shortage of it. You can find a coffee house within a two mile radius wherever you go, I assure you. Are you hinting at an offer to buy you a coffee to make up for it? Is that what you’re trying to do, Williams? -- It’s the restless gene.
iMessage 🔸 Addison
“Might be something to do with the - ack, nevermind. It’s not the time nor the place to make jokes like that.” Logan sucked at his lower lip, chewing on it a little before releasing it as he considered his next statement. Talking to Harry almost felt like an interrogation. “We weren’t. She was unhappy and I loved her - love her. Always have.” He let his arms drop to his sides, his guard down completely. “Tell me Harry, a beautiful girl that broke your heart turns up on your doorstep dressed head to toe in silk with tears in her eyes in the middle of the night - what would you have done? It spiraled, yes, I’m not proud but damn it she was happy when we were together. She is happy when we are together…at least, she says she is. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t what she wanted.”
Harry listened to Logan speak with trained eyes and whirlwind of apprehensiveness swimming within him. Although he had known Logan most of his life, he couldn’t help but feel some scepticism seep through his thoughts. Then again, he knew it had more to do with his distrust in most people these days than it did with Laura and Logan. At that, Harry pursed his lips, fully aware that it wasn’t his place to speak. “Love, love, love--” Harry mused playfully, a contrasting piercing grin tugging on the corner of his lips “What is it good for? Absolutely nothing”. After that, Harry remained silent for a moment before speaking up again “I’m glad. That you’re here, I mean. I’ve been keeping her company, but I’m sure it’s not exactly the same. Have you got a ride out of here? Because I was just about to phone Pete--”