
What's done at night belongs to the night. In the daytime you don't talk about it.This is a selective independent OC RP blog. Please read rules before interacting.Mun and muses are 21+Icon focus: Romeo Sedur
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MEMES AND ABORT
MEMES AND ABORT
Why is someone from an LGBT group chat I joined badgering me for photos?? I sent a weird selfie and now they want a full body picture. Meanwhile they’re sending me full body pics of themself with pretty revealing clothes on I’m
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🍸 🎺 ♏ Shining a glass behind a counter, the male looked out at all the people dancing. How he wished he could be one of those sweaty moving bodies, not having to think about any responsibilities. But, he had to avoid his mother and had to help take care of Marvel. He couldn’t come home shitfaced with a child in the house, that and Moxee would kill him.
As he put away the glass, he saw someone was actually at his bar, which had been pretty empty other than the waitresses asking for more drinks every hour or so. The waitresses did a good job of keeping him somewhat busy, he just wished they wouldn’t flirt with him because he needed to keep his hypersexuality under control.
Putting his attention to the man that sat at the counter, he walked over and asked, “You looking for something to drink or just over here to rest your feet?” He didn’t always want to assume they were heavy drinkers, but with the way he was sitting he could tell this person did enjoy a drink every once and awhile.

Role Model Mom
☀️ 🎪 ♌ ~ Moxee sighed as she put Marvel down for a nap, tired from her little sweetheart’s antics. It was a long day and she had to get some groceries for her, Romeo, and Marvel so this was a perfect time for her to attend to that errand. She switched out of her messy t-shirt and jeans and decided to put on a blue dress with lace trim at the bottom. She grabbed her scarlet purse and headed out.
Walking through the aisles the mother looked over nutrients in things, using some of the knowledge she recently learned to her advantage. She was working on getting her high school degree and was learning a lot about health and how to make better choices.
After making sure everything was what she would consider healthy, she went to fetch the last item on her list, cinnamon applesauce. Strolling with her full cart she saw someone standing in front of the applesauce that she and her daughter both desired. “’Scuse me, you’re in front of the applesauce,” she stated with an awkward smile. She had been working on her temper, making sure not to swear and be a role model for her daughter.
