Emmycahill:

emmycahill‌:

WHEN: december 18. evening. WHERE: aiden’s dog’s house that they allow aiden to share. WHO: @aidenjcarter​ & emmy.

Emmy was restless, pacing a line into the floor at home until she finally couldn’t take it anymore. Her eyes traveled to the closed door of Winnie’s room, and annoyance danced through her like a flame. There was no reason why it should have stoked such a reaction inside her– at least, not one she felt keen on giving a name– but the longer she was inside the house, the more intensely it burned. So, she stomped off to her room, knowing that, should she be heard, they’d assume she was just in a mood. To be fair, they weren’t wrong.

She stuffed several well-loved DVD cases into her bag– she refused to let time render them obsolete– and gave Noodle a kiss on the head before stomping back through the hallway and out the front door. 

Her inexplicable rage had simmered to a moderate annoyance by the time she made it to Aiden’s house and, pulling her keys from the ignition, realized she hadn’t let him know she was coming. Ice-like dread chased away the burning remnants of earlier’s sour mood as she considered the fact that he might not even be home. And she really needed him to be home. 

Overwhelming relief washed over her as she stood in front of his door, staring for several long moments until he was pulling it open. Wordlessly, she held up her stack of DVDs and shrugged. “Hi,” she murmured and then sighed. “I brought various versions of Meg Ryan, can I come inside?”

Aiden finally had a day alone, no interruptions, his dogs were happily asleep at his feet. He opened up his laptop and found the unfinished chapter in his book and started word vomiting all over his workspace. Writing came naturally to the boy, but he had encountered writer’s block from time to time. He was thankful for Abby’s advice that he should write something that he would be proud of us regardless of the judgments of other. It gave him motivation to finish his book up.

Aiden heard a knock on the door and immediately closed his laptop. He thought one of his friends had dropped by for a cup of tea or something. To be honest, Aiden was kind of surprised when he saw that it was Emmy. The two had met before, when Aiden was over or when Emmy had walked his dogs. They have never really spent any quality time alone, but it was good to see a familiar face.

His bed hair was quite apparent. Aiden never bothered to get dressed up when he was at home all day. “Hi, um, not sure who Meg Ryan is, but yeah, you can come inside,” moving to the side to allow her to enter.

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grayfischer‌:

    “Alright, dude, now you’re just bein’ gross,” Grayson laughed, but the bubbly giggle and smile betrayed his genuine happiness and interest. He’d always felt invested in his friend’s lives, sometimes more than he let on. Especially since he personally had accepted the status of forever alone, it would be like living vicariously through Aiden’s own romantic endeavors, with whoever his mystery woman may be. “Ahh… Brie was a weird situation, I still don’t fault you for that whole shit show,” Grayson sighed, knowing it was best not to rehash old wounds. 

    “You’re probably right. I actually kinda did something like that before I left, probably wasn’t the best idea for me, either,” Grayson vaguely mentioned, trying hard not to allow his mind to keep jumping back to the events with Abby directly leading up to his departure. “Seems like you’re doing everything right. Plus, it’s the holidays. Find some mistletoe when you’re ready and make the magic happen, man. I support it.” 

“I’m not being gross,” he jokingly hit Grayson on the shoulder. Aiden knew that he was probably being really gross. This wasn’t like him. Although he found girls in college attractive, Aiden never felt this type of connection to another human being. “You should have seen what I wrote when confessed my feelings, you might vomit a little.” He nodded in agreement about his ex, moving on from that conversation.

“You slept with a girl and then ditched her?!” Aiden couldn’t even hide his surprise in that. The past few years have been kind of a blur with brief mentions about Gray through Gray’s mother. Aiden knew about the few incidents that happened, but waited for his friend to bring it up. “Oh man, someone’s such a romantic. I might need your help, to be honest. I’m not so good with this romantic set up.”

🐰 🥇🧦

🐰 a goofy text.

Aiden: Has anyone that’s liked you ever considered calling you Winnie the Boo?

Aiden: Honestly, I’m considering setting that as your contact name now.

🧦 a half-asleep text

Aiden: Why did you decide that it was a good idea to put the Santa in my room?

Aiden: Oh, sorry, that was just my nightmare. I’m not fully awake right now,

🥇 a supportive text.

Aiden: I hope you know that I think you’re one of the funniest people in the world.

Aiden: You make me laugh harder than most people can (please don’t tell Grayson this).

Aiden: I think you have an amazing craft at comedy and I can’t wait until you have a Netflix special, Winnie the Boo.

hallevwolf‌:

WHERE: Tbh anywhere WHO: Open TAGGING: @wilmingtonstarters​

     “Alright, so…” How did she phrase this so it didn’t come off cheap and offensively? Normally, Halle wouldn’t care, but given the holiday season and for the sake of being in the spirit or whatever she tried. For a few short moments. “How do you go about… alright, what the hell do you gift someone that you don’t really give a shit about but you’re obligated to buy them a present?” The blonde had been doing a light amount of shopping and so far had really only picked up things mostly for herself. She needed to get something for one of the ladies in her office and also that dumbass prick in the copyright department. “Don’t worry… it’s not you,” she clarified, just in case. “I keep seeing this infomercial for this Miracle Spring Water... I know it’s full of shit but… Janet could really use it.”

“Oh, I have a fair share of those people at my school. To be honest, I would just buy them gift cards to Target. You can’t go wrong with Target and then they can pick whatever they want. It saves you time and energy about thinking what they would like or something.” He laughed, hearing about the informercial. “What exactly is this Miracle Spring Water? Are you suggesting that she only deserves bottled water?” He questioned. “I honestly don’t know what to get the other two English teachers at my school. They kind of have a stick up their butt half the time and they’re rude to me because I’m new. Some BS right there.

grayfischer‌:

abbyrchrds‌:

It simply felt right to be back in Gray’s house, surrounded by the welcome chaos that was he and his roommates. She hadn’t been here very many times, but it already felt way more comfortable than the first few times she was here. The comfortable chaos that was Grayson’s roommates yelling at each other for whatever reason while she and Gray battled over an intense marathon of Mario Kart. After losing the previous round, Abby let out a string of swear words, slamming the switch controller down in her lap. As was custom, whoever lost had to go get the next round of snacks. She stood, setting the controller down and making her way to the kitchen to get another few backs of doritos. Thank goodness the house was kept stocked. It was as she was reaching for the bags that she heard the front door open, and who should she hear call out but Aiden. Funny. She didn’t remember telling him she was going to be here. Still, Abby smiled, taking the doritos into the living room and dropping them next to her controller as she went to greet him. The past few months with him had been really nice. Every time she saw him brought a fresh supply of butterflies in her stomach, and this was no exception. “This is a nice surprise. Did I leave my location on on my phone?” She leaned up on her toes, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. @grayfischer​

  Most things in Grayson’s life made sense. The things that didn’t, like just about everything Winnie did, he could find a way to explain in a way that wasn’t puzzling. Playing video games with Abby felt as normal as it ever had - and Gray was finally beginning to feel at peace again. He was home, and there would be no more drama, all was settled. Things with Aiden had even improved, and it was like the two never grew apart; thick as thieves once more. Hearing Aiden’s voice made Grayson smile, and he stood from the couch and was headed over to his friend to give him a bro-hug, when Abby beat him to it. Gray stopped short, blinking, his brain stalling as he tried to make sense of the pieces. “Oh, you- you’ve met?” He finally asked, a confused smile on his face. One look at Aiden’s ear-to-ear grin and Grayson realized; ohh. Abby was the girl. “OH,” He said outloud, the pieces clicking in place mentally. “Wow.”

@aidenjcarter​

When Aiden was greeted with a kiss on the cheek, he was slightly confused until he realized that Abby was at the house too. “Oh - you two know each other?” looking back and forth between Abby and Grayson. Aiden was trying to rack up any reason about how the two knew each other. “How?” His confusion continued on even more. “Grayson and I are old college best friends. We recently reconnected when he moved back in town,” speaking directly to Abby, hoping to explain why he showed up unannounced to Gray’s house. “How do you two know each other?” Though Aiden had spoken to Gray about a girl he liked, he never outwardly said Abby’s name. He wanted the two to meet, but he never thought they had known each other before. “This is trippy.” @abbyrchrds​

🐰 🍎

🐰 a goofy text.

Aiden: What did the ocean say to the shore?

Aiden: It waved.

🍎 an apologetic text. 

Aiden: I’m so sorry that Ollie and Otis were naughty.

Aiden: Here is a photo of them to ask for your forgiveness

Aiden: