@driiipgod , a random little thing.

" shouldn't ya be home resting, old man? " of course, she says this merely in jest. it's not the same insidious tone of insult she reserved for enemies. though he and her father had a sorted history, to say the least, she doesn't take it out on the visionary. rather, finleigh elects to keep the peace.

after all, judgment day has their own messes to deal with. arms cross over toned, taut abdomen as she approaches. " ... how're ya feeling? "

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[TXT] Oh my god, I can’t believe you just made a pun. [TXT] You’re lucky, I love you. We should definitely get coffee

CONTACT → Coffee Husband

[text - sent]: how did I know you would appreciate a coffee pun? LOL [text - sent]: when do you not want coffee, babe?

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A playful roll of her eyes made. She watched the TV screen for a bit, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make a move. Once no zombies was on the screen, she helped herself to getting comfortable on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck. “….babe, wouldn’t you rather play with me instead?”

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[TEXT]: oh wow, this is a surprise.

[TEXT]: you’re not crazy. But to answer your question. Yes. I would love to go out with you.

@driiipgod​     seth     gets    a    thing   from   jd   brat,    i   mean  becks.   

there’s    an   unmistakable    darkness    surrounding    the    irish    woman     now,    leaving    scorched    earth     wherever    she   went,    bringing    chaos    and    destruction   with   her.   high    above    the    head     of     seth    rollins,    the   redhead    perches    upon     turnbuckle.   she’d    recently    grown    fond    of    reaching    new   heights,    in    more    ways   than   simply   one.    mischievous    grin    plays    at    porcelain    features,    smiling     like   she’s   perhaps    akin    to    loki,    a    trickster    ready    to    perform    many    a     prank     or    something    far,     far    worse.     boot    clad     feet     kick    back   and   forth   in    odd    rhythm    she    didn’t    pay   much   heed   to.    head    cranes    fractionally    to    the    side.  

  “    .    .    .      hi,   honey   bunny,   “    it’s   not   clear   if    the    pet    name   is   purely   meant   or    if    it    was   a   proding    taunt.    but,   one   could   hazard   a    guess    in    the   way   she    waves    digits    at    him    in    greeting.   feigned   pout    given   as   dark  painted   lip   protrudes.      “    what’s    the   matter,   you   seem  a  little   …    tense.    ya    nervous    f’r   summer   slam?     i    would   be,   “    

@driiipgod said: "i miss you" to charlotte

Somehow, someway, they'd managed to find a way into the bathroom despite having to navigate through the jampacked bar to get there. No doubt the alcohol coursing through both their bodies led to this but they weren't about to pass up hooking up again. This had to have been about the tenth time they'd given in to the temptation of hooking up behind Becky and Andrade's backs.

Although, all it took for Colby to ruin the mood was three simple words. They were said just as things were getting hot and heavy, mid-kiss and sloppily removing each other's clothes. Maybe it was because she wasn't looking for any attachment to him because she knew he'd be the one to catch feelings, but she found herself groaning at his words as she shoved him away, pulling her dress up off the floor and straightening her body a bit in between catching her breath. "Why do you always have to ruin it?"

smash or pass @ Anna for science 👀

Anna tapped her index finger on her chin for a moment in thought. " i like your sense of style. So smash. "

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[ ooc // CATCH ME OUT HERE SLIDING INTO DISPLAYS AT THE END OF THE AISLE. ;_; thankyoumikey. ]

“Happy birthday to the best husband I could ever ask for. I love you so freaking much, baby.” She cups his face in both hands and kisses him passionately, trying to forget the disaster that transpired on her own birthday hours ago. //💔

@queenofhartsxo

Colby smiles against her lips, kissing her lips back passionately. After the kiss, Colby holds her close pressing his forehead against her own. “I love you too, baby…Are you okay?” He whispers to her lips.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said earlier.

lips pursed together as she eyed him warily for a moment. they'd been bickering earlier, and he'd said something that had managed to hurt her feelings. from there, the petite woman had chosen her favorite route of dealing with someone hurting her feelings ━ she had walked away to allow them both to calm down. it was silly as shit too, her feelings getting hurt over a silly comment but it had happened none the less. "are you though? are you really sorry or do you just want me to stop pouting and ignoring you, hmm?"

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{📲: imessage}: It's a very flattering emoji.

{📲: imessage}: I'd let you take a guess, but I think I think it'll be easier to tell you.

{📲: imessage}: 🥵

🖤┊ ❝ @driiipgod  ❞┊ [ continued from HERE ] 🖤 “I know I know. I’m sorry.” Colby sighs, rubbing his face. “It’s one of those nights I can’t sleep.”

She groaned deeply, sitting up and doing a light stretch. So much for being on her way to sleep. Speaking of, this wasn’t the first time one of them (but mostly him) had issues with a good night’s rest. Nattie rubbed her eyes, trying to wake herself for a limited time then rested a hand on his shoulder. “What is it? Something on your mind? Anything you wanna talk about?”

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"Mmhmm. So I finally agree to stay and you're telling me I don't have to? Yeah you must have taken a few bumps to the head in that match. I'm going to stay here and take care of you and you're going to let me." Smiling up at Colby Kyleigh gave him a soft push towards the bed, careful of the spots where she had seen him land.

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ily, Mikey!!! Thank you. 🥺🥺😭

[ 📱text to: @driiipgod ]: I know you probably haven't even thought about me in a while, but I just wanted to tell you you're killing it lately. I'm proud of you.

@driiipgod liked for a starter from becky

It felt strange being kept off the second-biggest show of the year, even with a feud that Becky had been building practically from the ground up since the start of the year. Colby was in Detroit, and Becky was at their home in Los Angeles. It wasn't like she wasn't used to being away from him by any means, but any time away from her favorite person in the world was admittingly difficult.

With her cell phone craned in between her shoulder blade as she sliced away at the lemons strewn on the counter, the Irish woman did her best to keep her emotions at bay. The last thing Colby needed was to be fixated on her rather than his match that was taking place in mere hours.

"You know, it sucks being away from you... even though I'll be flying out to RAW tomorrow. Feels off is all." Adjusting her phone a bit, Becky threw a few lemon slices into the pitcher beside her. "If only I wouldn't have been kept off this show, huh?" She refrained from venting her frustrations out loud this entire conversation so far, but the topic of Colby's match mixed with her Irish temper that even fresh citrus couldn't stifle.