Laureljanes - Wildflower.

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kirby: if you're calling me a messy drunk, then yes you are correct.

kirby: pick me up and get my heel and i'll love you forever,

laurel: that implies you don't already love me forever and i take offense to that kirbs

laurel: send me ur location and i gotchu babe

masonmahir​:

for: @startingportbay​ location: barista, coffee shop time: approx. 8 am

“Dang, soz my dude,” Mason said for what seemed to be the millionth time that morning, “Uh..fourth time’s the charm right?” They could say this never happens, but that would be a lie, the day was already off to a terrible start, did Mason really want to make it worse by lying? It was a simple order and for him to get it wrong three times was just next level messed up, “Sleep deprivation is a killer, let me tell ya, I do hope you’re having a better day than me.”

“Other than the fact that I also overslept so I’m late for our Thursday morning store meetings? My day is going spectacular,” she tightly grinned. “If only skinny dipping in the complex pool until the break of dawn didn’t have such severe consequences.” Laurel rubbed her forehead, lightly glaring at the cup of coffee that Mason, once again, botched. “I haven’t been able to book any esti appointments for tonight. Need to find someway to market business without the beauty popo hopping on my jock.”

brooklynariwiles​:

F2F || Brooke and Laurel

@laureljanes​

Brooklyn glanced at herself in the mirror and smiled brightly. “I swear you never fail to make me look beautiful. This is it, this is the look I want for my photo shoot.” She said turning towards the girl. Brooke had a photoshoot coming up and she always liked having her make up done the day before, so if she wanted a different look she had time to fix it. “You think you can come with me to the shoot and recreate this? I will pay you time and half for traveling.”

Laurel would do almost anything for her favorite client, and she knew that Brooke loved her too but... time and a half for traveling? Laurel’s eyes lit up at the surreal proposition. In a normal world it would be the perfect opportunity to gain new clients interested in her aesthetician business, but how would be offer that without having to explain the under-the-table aspect of it. “Holy shit--I--” Laurel sat down, twiddling a makeup brush between her fingers. “I mean, yeah! But--don’t you have professional makeup artists that already work at the photoshoot?”

cammymonroe​:

Cammy smirked, hearing the other woman’s forwardness. “Smooth,” she mildly teased. “Maybe I can, but I’d like to get a name first. After all, going into stranger’s houses is definitely a risky thing to do. Horror movie one-oh-one, right?”

“Laurel Walker,” she stated proudly, as if using her married name from an illegitimate marriage was something to carry with pride. “And you passed my test. It only validated my reasoning to ask you out. I’m the assistant manager over at Crossroads. I have a cat named Einstein. And my favorite food is macaroni and cheese. See? Now we’re not strangers.”

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kirby: we all know i'm a bad bitch, but like my heel feel into a toilet and i'm not touching it. can you get it?

kirby: sorry even bad bitches have their limits.

kirby: mine is toliets.

laurel: if you need me to pick you up from the club all u gotta do is say so

laurel: because this is getting MESSY

cammymonroe​:

Hearing the woman’s brash question made Cammy softly snort before responding with another question, “Does that actually work on people? Using horror movies to try and jump someone else’s bones?” She started to lift her drink straw back to her lips but prior to taking another sip, said, “The last horror movie I watched was Scream 4 and honestly, it wasn’t horrifying at all. Just stupid. But that could also have been my bias against Emma Roberts and he terrible acting skills.”

“It worked on me,” she admitted. Then again she was a teenager and young love was exciting and impulsive. But wasn’t all love supposed to be like that. “Maybe you can come over to my place and we can watch some of my recommendations. And before you say anything--yes, this is my way of asking out a very beautiful supermodel.”

@roryalexishudson​ location: laurel, rory & mason’s apartment

“So the game goes like this: as I try to toss this piece of popcorn in your mouth, you gotta move your head around to catch it. The trick is to use your tongue.” Laurel wiggled into her spot on the couch, clad in her Snoopy pajama shorts, right beside Rory. It had only been a couple months since she moved in with her and Mason, but Rory didn’t shy away from asking Laurel to run to the grocery store for a candy bar or to refill her Arizonas--she definitely made herself at home. After all, it’s what Laurel offered her anyway. “You should be really good at this since you really know how to move that mouth,” she teased.

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roryalexishudson​:

“You think I’ve never tried to catch things in my mouth before? Please, give me a bit of the credit. I can catch it, I used to do it in school and people would place bets. I won so much money.” The French girl smirked, pulling her hair up into a high ponytail, arching her back in the oversized band t-shirt she was wearing with underwear as her pyjamas. Was anything that just came out of her mouth factual? It sure as hell was not but Laurel had no way of knowing that so it was a compelling thing to go along with. Licking her lips she snapped her teeth a couple of times with a wiggle of her eyebrows, playing up to the joke from the other. “I am amazing with my mouth, you have no idea.” With a quick wink she hit her palms against her thighs a couple of times. “Allons-y, I am ready!”

Rory talked so fast Laurel would consistently repeat what she said over and over in her head. She wondered what she was like before her life in Portland, and every day she aimed to learn more about her. “Your life stories sound like fever dreams. One time I fell on the sidewalk and landed above a sewage grate and saw something gleaming in the dark and saw that a diamond ring had fallen inside and I created a contraption with the supplies in my satchel to retrieve it. Pawned it and paid the next three months rent with that cash.” Laurel smirked at Rory’s statement. “Is there a French way of saying ‘That’s what she said’?” She licked her lips, gaze focused on her mouth. Laurel angled her elbow, fingers pinching the popcorn, and released her grip, watching it lob in the air.