/ Becca babe layin’ it down. :) Kudos to you, babe.
It’s just honestly so pointless! IC drama is okay but I’ve always felt like rude anons were just another way to stir up OOC drama. But thanks for the support, lovely! :)
Maybe it’s amusing to some of you to send hateful anons, but I don’t answer them. Especially when there’s no reason for them to be sent. So you can continue trying but I’m not going to let you ruin my RP experience. Sorry!
Hey - a little trivia for you. Did you know that I know this? Who says this person is the person I can’t stand the most? I know all about Keegan’s past, just like he knows about mine, and I’m obviously not going to hold something against him when we weren’t even together. So nice try but…it wasn’t a secret.
I just don’t wanna leave you like that but if it’s what you want then alright but… can you promise you will call me tomorrow? I need to know you are better…
I promise I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?
Grant sighed heavily and held onto Troian tightly, not really knowing what to say. Nothing was going to be resolved tonight, especially with the state Keegan was in and he wished Troian could let it go for now. “He’s drunk, T. He probably doesn’t know what he’s saying and he definitely won’t remember saying that tomorrow. He’s obviously going to head back to LA and you guys will…talk this out. I hope it goes well,” he said quietly, knowing it was going to be rough for her. He frowned as she spoke, rubbing her back again gently. “Come on, don’t say that. It’s not true. You’re amazing. So amazing and Keegan isn’t going to leave you.”
"If he does, though, you know who to call," he teased, squeezing her tightly. "Time to get some sleep. Try for me, alright? I’ll be right here until you do. I’m always here for you."
Even though none of this was funny and she didn’t feel like she could laugh without bursting into tears again, Troian couldn’t help but let out a noise when Grant teasingly suggested she run to him next. At first, she had been so on guard when he said things like that to her because she didn’t want to give him the wrong impression but now she knew that was just their friendship - and she enjoyed the teasing aspects of it. He certainly knew how to cheer her up, even if it was just a little bit, and this made her squeeze him tighter.
"Okay," she whispered. She was exhausted - she had been finding herself easily exhausted all week, and now she knew why, and she knew she needed the sleep. She pulled the covers up over her and closed her eyes, breathing in and out deeply and focusing on the comforting feeling of Grant’s fingers gently scratching against the soft fabric of the shirt she was wearing. "I’m always here for you too," she added sleepily and shifted, her head lying in the crook of his neck as she eventually passed into a sleep that could only come from the exhaustion of a deep cry.
What sort of heartless bitch would leave you like that?
You’re not heartless. But I’m honestly so upset right now, and I just don’t feel like talking.
Don’t cry baby girl.
I really need to be alone right now. Goodnight, Ash.