Everybody prayin’ that I’ll change, yeah Maybe one day but tomorrow I’ll be back at it
👪 - for Jess
Anna stood at the door, her hand clasped against the door. Her hair pulled back into a perfect bun, with no loose strands escaping from her bun. Her cool blue eyes studied the boy in front of her before leaning back and calling back into the house. “Jessica honey, one of your friends is here.” She exclaimed, before looking back at Chris. “Christopher correct? is there any reason you’ve come over this early?” Anna rarely made direct contact with her daughters friends. More specifically those of the male variety given her daughter seemed to have a new flavor every week. So she just tried to remember a name here or there. Anna’s phone buzzed and she looked down at it. “It seems she’s in the shower, would you like to come in and wait in the living room hun?”
Send “👪” to meet my muse’s parents.
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Starters will becoming later tonight!
"I won't do it anymore." //jacxbwashingtxn
“Jacob leave Hannah alone, she doesn’t want to see you.” Beth explained peeking out of her own bedroom door leaning against the door frame.
"I feel great, I don't know about you."
Matt had been sitting out on the front porch, his hands pressed against his mouth as he took a breathe. The sight of Emily and Mile engrained behind his eye lids. “Just great...”
"I feel great, I don't know about you." (for anyone!)
“Fine... Great...Cheery..” Jess grumbled her hand pressed into her hair. “You know.” She lied, her skin had healed but the mental scars remained.
Tell me a headcanon you have for my muse.
okay but listen if u ever wanna start multiple threads with me don’t even ask because there’s a 900% chance i’ma cry and be hella happy that u even like interacting with me that much and probably tell u to tag me in as many threads as u want whenever u want always
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There is still no sign of any survivors …