𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ

⠀ ⠀ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝖽𝗂𝖽.

she was mad as hell.

yeah and that didn’t go well.

imagine privacy.

i said it in person !!

me: seeing this months later

i’m not mad, i have a boyfriend.

okay, married lady, whatever you say.

you hated on me for moving on so fast?

… funny.

?????

“good morning,” words are murmured, full of sleep since he’d worked so late last night. “doesn’t feel like morning.”

arms wrap around @blamedaddict, nuzzling against the back of her neck, obviously still half asleep.

there’s a yawn since he’d gotten up so early but he really is trying to ignore it. he really does want to spend time with her. “goldfish?”

“not long,” jace promises, arm squeezing her tighter. “just have to proofread and then send it in.”

arm wraps around her and he smiles softly, kiss pressed to her head before he goes back one handed to his paper writing on his computer. “hi, baby.”

“that’s fair, i don’t blame you,” obviously evie cares, but she’s not going to point that out. the drive isn’t long and she’s parking in the church parking lot, “ready for jesus to light us on fire?”

amelia hums, her eyes soft as she glances over. “i know that,” she sighs; hand reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. “i don’t agree with what she did, but i think she’s sorry.”